[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ember-dragon":3,"chapter-ember-dragon-ember-dragon-chapter-540":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Ember Dragon",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},1162662,1504,"Chapter 540: The Body of Karrikex (Part 4)","ember-dragon-chapter-540",540,"\u003Cp>Chapter 540: The Body of Karrikex (Part 4)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The metallic dragons, celestial beings, and vassals of the Ember Empire clashed with the surging tide of demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blinding radiance, dazzling spells, and blotched clouds intertwined as winged demons fell like rain—but so too did some white-winged celestials drop from the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beasts clad in metallic scales flapped their wings aloft. Golden dragons breathed waves of searing flame, reducing countless demons to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silver dragons exhaled frost that froze everything, immobilizing hordes of demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around the metallic dragons, creatures usually hostile to them—wyverns, flame drakes, and other draconic beasts—fought side by side, even massive white dragons diving into the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"All this for faction points and gold! Let’s go, brothers!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Ember Empire!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ohohoho!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands of elite players flew in on wyverns, used flight spells, or launched themselves with catapults, engaging demons in deadly aerial battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thousands of demons fell in moments, but even more were born from the chaos, diving toward Cassius under Jezal Slak’s command.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kill them!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wipe out every wretch standing in the Abyss’s way!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Abyss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The demons’ shrill cries pierced the skies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But a mighty dragon roar split the heavens.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cassius beat his wings, stirring blazing winds. A storm of fire a hundred meters wide engulfed tens of thousands of nearby demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Twelve blazing fire pillars blasted forth, crossing paths to sweep away the demon mass before him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melted limbs and charred torsos rained from the sky, the air thick with sulfur.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid lava-soaked ruins, Singo, Mantou, and others crept forward in stealth through the devastated valley.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damn, Singo, you’re really going for that thing? Is that dragon even meant for us? If I hit it for 30 minutes straight, think I can chip a scale?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mantou whispered, tugging Singo’s sleeve as he pointed to the mountain-like abyssal dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Tsk. If the boss is there, it’s ours to fight. It has to have a weakness! Guess how much XP this thing will give us?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo licked his lips, brimming with confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Losing the tournament taught him—to compete with resource-backed guild monsters, he had to fight dirty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born Battle Maniac rubbed his polished bald head, baring yellow fangs in excitement: \"This is the joy of gaming! Charging monstrous enemies, even dying instantly is worth it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Beside them, Summer Night Autumn Rain nodded slightly, golden eyes glowing. \"Good chance to test my dragon pact spells.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thinking of his newest video, Mantou gritted his teeth: \"Fine, let’s go! But we need a plan. A dragon that big could sneeze us into a wipe.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hah, you think I didn’t prepare for supersized bosses?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo pulled a metal sphere from his dimensional pouch. It bore chaotic carvings and a red exclamation mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For oversized bosses, this is the answer.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo tapped the sphere, which began glowing red—a danger signal.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mantou stared at it. Lines of dense text flashed across its interface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Forbidden Magic Bomb]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Rarity: Rare\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Description: Magical effects can combine unpredictably. Many magical taboos arose this way—like nesting dimensional pouches.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But bold Starfallers ignored such risks, blending dozens of destructive spells into a single bomb. Even its creator didn’t know what horrors it might unleash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Art is explosion! —Bomb Monk Carter, Cult of the Machine God.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold sweat drenched Mantou. He quickly stopped Singo from tapping it again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoa, chill, Singo! Don’t blow us up before we even see the boss.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo waved him off. \"Relax, I got this. The plan’s simple: you, Battle Bro, and Rain draw aggro. I...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He grinned, eyes gleaming: \"...ride my wyvern in from behind and launch a suicide strike!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mantou facepalmed. Classic Singo—simple, brutal, and unhinged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sighed: \"Alright. Singo, I may be insane, but you’re straight-up a dog. If you waste our shot, I’m roasting you in the next video.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Deal.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo marched on, full of confidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Few demons remained. Most clustered in the sky, while the team avoided the battlefield’s most chaotic zones.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born Battle Maniac raised a hand, whispering: \"Beyond here is the dragon’s zone. No idea how far its senses reach—stay sharp.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summer Night Autumn Rain nodded, raised her staff, and cast a light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Multi-hued auras surrounded them—Silence, Greater Invisibility, Obfuscation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo waved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Move in quiet. No loud guns.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The four crept toward the abyssal dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huff.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The 200-meter dark red dragon lay coiled in the ruins, its sinewy body rippling like mountains, scales stretched thin over its gaunt flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With each breath, smoke seeped from its scale gaps, nostrils, and jaws. Even the ground pulsed with its respiration.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Its eyes locked on the red dragon above, glowing with hatred for order and fanatical desire for end-times chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Cassius... come. Keep killing...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You’ll embrace the Abyss. Become my fuel. A key piece in the world’s end.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jezal Slak grinned twistedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Time to end this dull game. Oh, and these... bold little ants.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Stones flew. Cracks webbed across the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abyssal dragon rose slowly, its wings spanning hundreds of meters, then flapped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whoosh—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind howled through its tattered wings. Chaos surged from its armpits like a tidal wave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tens of thousands more demons spawned, their wings flapping madly through the storm, swirling around the dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos blew away their stealth—Mantou, Singo, and crew reappeared as their buffs failed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even the backlash of Jezal Slak’s wind burned their skin and racked their bodies.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They were now just hundreds of meters from the abyssal dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo leapt, activating his mount pact: \"The boss spotted us! Last chance!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wyvern tore through space, soaring low and lifting its rider into the air, weaving through the horde.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Got it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Mantou summoned his mount and charged the dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On the ground, Born Battle Maniac became a seven-meter giant, eyes red, charging the beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summer Night Autumn Rain flared with firelight, unfurling dragon wings and flying forth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dozens more top players appeared around the dragon—stealth teams with the same goal: slay the beast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Across the player army, many shared Singo’s plan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Six-armed monks dashed on rooftops. Dragon-Oath Paladins marched with shields. Druids in bear form thundered forward. Omega-Armors blasted fire and charged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Attack!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Demon dragon, taste my giant bird!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Behold—warm wine, dragon-slaying sword!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"For the Ember Empire! Kill it and win eternal riches!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Transcendent players unleashed their strongest skills, surrounding the abyssal dragon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jezal Slak sneered, voice booming across the wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pitiful worms—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The dragon roared, shaking the world.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wyverns crashed. Armors sparked. Barbarians screamed in agony.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You dirt-specks have no idea—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jezal Slak stood on his hind legs. His vast wings blotted the field in shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...what greatness you’re defying.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Buzz—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The abyssal titan dropped. One claw crushed the earth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The land screamed. Dust filled the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shockwaves rippled for kilometers, throwing even giants off balance. All Anstica trembled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Creak, creak.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Spiderweb cracks covered the land. Chaos fire surged from the fissures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lava and flame pillars shot skyward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Boom!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aw shit, not again...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before Mantou finished cursing, chaos fire devoured him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He and his wyvern turned to charcoal and fell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos fog engulfed Born Battle Maniac. His skin rotted, legs failed, and he collapsed, bones exposed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lao Mantou got one-shot again!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Look—even Battle Bro’s down! He’s our tank!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What the hell kind of damage is this boss?!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chaos fire rampaged, devouring players. Fog rolled through valleys, reaping lives like a merciless god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In seconds, over half the top players were wiped out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Roar—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A wyvern veered at the last second, fire pillar grazing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo clutched the forbidden bomb, riding through the chaos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With +17 riding skill, he dodged blasts while closing in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Almost there.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Breathing hard, eyes locked on the dragon’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He’d studied it: no scales covered the chest scar—still unhealed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Which meant—if he planted the bomb there, he might kill it!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Crimson Scaled Conqueror weaved through demon-filled skies, searching for a clear path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Wyvern, now!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Dragon Roar Charge!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo howled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pressed the timer. The bomb blinked red and beeped, charging unstable magic.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His wyvern roared, wings flaring as it dove.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charge! Charge!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo’s heart pounded. Killing this boss would make him a legend.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He outdid Don Quixote—his charge aimed at a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Time froze. The Crimson Scaled Conqueror dove for the dragon’s chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Such a fool...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Jezal Slak had seen him. The dragon smiled darkly at the wyvern rider—an ant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Foolish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Abyssal light flared in his murky eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Singo and his wyvern froze in place, faces locked in shock—then turned to ash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>[Decree: Death]\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The forbidden bomb detonated in midair, ripping space—but the dragon was unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dozen top players charging from all sides were instantly erased by that rule-tier power.\u003C\u002Fp>",1437,"2026-06-03T12:47:13.304Z","2026-06-03T12:47:20.796Z",1,"novelbin.me","09754191c2ab5de938dc60d5df9b141b0a7c011d36ebebbb8cfea4f0e961c81a","ember-dragon-chapter-541","ember-dragon-chapter-539",603,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fember-dragon-cover.jpg"]