The skies cracked. The ground split. The heavens wept fire.
Kael stood before the gates of the Dragon King's Citadel, his eyes reflecting the inferno swirling above the obsidian towers. His army spread behind him—thousands strong, scarred, fearless.
Riven tightened the grip on her bow.
The Guild Masters nodded one by one.
This wasn't just a fight.
It was the final war for two worlds.
The Battle Begins
The gates exploded open as massive, corrupted dragonspawn surged forward. Tier 3s. Tier 4s. Dozens.
Sela danced through them like a storm.
Grumm tanked the massive blows, shouting ancient dwarf war cries.
Lena's magic formed barriers of light.
Gunn's traps set the skies ablaze.
Maerik directed units with pinpoint precision.
But in the heart of the flames—Kael led the charge.
He was no longer just a man.
He was the King of Realmsfire.
Tier 6. Level 766.
Wielding weapons forged from six dragons' death.
Crown glowing with cosmic fire.
Boss Fight 1: The Flamebound Hydra
A serpent of pure flame and ash crashed down into the battlefield.
[Flamebound Hydra – Tier 4 – Level 240]
– Multi-headed. Fast regeneration. Explosive breath.
The guilds fought, but couldn't pierce its hide.
Kael leapt forward—blades igniting with ancestral dragonfire.
Riven shot its eyes, forcing its heads to lock onto her.
Kael blinked through flames, appeared on its back, and sliced through all three heads in a triple spin.
[Boss Defeated]
Loot: 10M Gold, Legendary Relic Core, Epic Weapon Part
The Dragon King Awaits
As the army held the line, Kael and Riven pushed forward—alone now—ascending the final tower.
Flames licked the sky.
Drums of ancient war echoed.
And there, seated upon a throne of bones and obsidian…
The Dragon King.
Tier 6. Level ???
Eyes glowing with apocalypse.
A voice like thunder and prophecy.
"You climbed to my door, crowned in power not meant for mortals. Come then, Keal of Realmsfire. Let me show you why gods burn."
Kael's swords lit.
Riven's bow pulsed.
"You're not a god," Kael whispered. "You're a tyrant. And tyrants fall."