Chapter 1736: The war across dreams
Chapter 1736: The war across dreams
Book 17 – Devouring the Sun
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Crimson banners snapped in hurricane winds as the Scarlet Crusade advanced across the central plain of the vast Bloodmar Continent. Their armies were forged of dragons that followed the guidance of the Sacred Dragon Empress Tiamat and saitnesess that followed the teachings of the Three Moons.
The opposition moved in living tides of ivory skin and midnight armor—vampiric legions whose very footsteps bled scarlet mist across the trampled soil. Intermixed with them were werewolf troops, each lupine behemoth massing a dozen tons, corded with raw sinew and adorned in moon-forged iron.
Over their heads burned twin celestial glyphs: a blood-red moon for the vampires, a silver hunting moon for the lycans. Those lunar crowns were not symbols but conduits—open throats through which their patron gods poured strength, reflex, and endless rage.
It was not merely a battle; it was a continental cataclysm. Tens of millions fought from horizon to horizon.
Mountain chains cracked under the weight of unleashed spells; riverbeds boiled as sanguine sorcery clashed with dragon fire; whole forests ignited, then withered into ash-clouds carried on hurricane gales birthed by titanic wing-beats.
Lightning—both natural and arcane—stitched the sky into a luminous spider’s web. For days the sun vanished behind drifting curtains of smoke and charred feathers.
At the heart of the chaos, where shockwaves folded the air and turned sound into a constant thunder, three figures eclipsed all others. On one side floated a woman of impossible beauty, her brow marked by a dark, ever-blazing sigil of a demonic eye.