Chapter 539 - 367: Silver Dragon: Just a Taste, Just a Taste!
The ground rapidly condenses into a thick layer of ice visible to the naked eye, countless sharp ice shards burst from beneath the soil, and moisture in the air continuously freezes, emitting a subtle yet dense cracking sound.
He gracefully clenched his dragon claw.
Ice shards exuding extreme coldness, with edges sharp as knives, quickly formed around him, hovering in the air, with their tips pointing straight at the Red Iron Dragon.
The ice shards contained extreme coldness.
Even a mature White Dragon, renowned for its cold resistance, would suffer frostbite if hit directly.
"Let me witness with my own eyes just how much you’ve grown to dare speak with such arrogance."
The Silver Dragon said coldly.
Responding to him was a low, tumultuous dragon roar.
The Red Iron Dragon moved.
No probing feint, no tactical circling, just the most direct, most furious, most savage frontal assault.
Crack—!
With a thrilling, piercing explosion of electric current, the already exaggerated muscle fibers of the Red Iron Dragon further bulged and swelled, as if wrapped by countless twisted golden serpents. Hot steam spewed from the crevices between its scales, forming a swirling white mist in the icy atmosphere.
Each heavy step of its gigantic claw brutally shattered the ice surface, leaving behind footprints with scorched, ever-dissolving edges.
Its speed was so fast, it surpassed the limits of human sight, tearing through the frozen air, stirring up a barrage of sonic booms, like a burning meteor heading straight for the elegant Silver Dragon.
"A brute’s way of fighting."
Adri sneered inwardly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
He gracefully waved his front claws covered in silver scales as if conducting an orchestra, and ice shards bearing a piercing chill shot out instantly, like soldiers receiving orders, sealing off all possible paths and evasion angles for Galos.
The speed of the ice shards was so fast, it surpassed the speed of sound.
When they were already closing in on Galos’s majestic body, the shrill whistling tearing through the air was delayed in reaching the ears of onlookers, arriving late.
Choosing not to dodge, Galos simply didn’t evade.
His giant wings suddenly folded forward, like two indestructible giant shields, protecting his head, neck, chest, and abdomen, while his massive yet agile body made a skillful side turn in high-speed charge, using the hardest, thickly armored shoulder and back areas to endure the incoming ice shard storm.
In the next instant.
The deafening sound of impact, the crisp explosion of ice, rang out simultaneously.
The extreme cold energy instantly clung like a plague, corroding upwards.
The surface of Galos’s protective wings was visibly covered with a thick, ever-growing ice shell.
The scales on his shoulder and back that bore the frontal impact were struck by ice shards imbued with magic power, causing sparks to fly crazily, leaving countless white impact marks and spider-like cracks. The icy frost was spreading from the impact point, attempting to freeze this scorching body.
Such power, such a number of simultaneous ice shard shots.
If it were an ordinary young dragon, or even a weaker lower-tier mature dragon, they might have already been frozen into an ice sculpture, or heavily injured and fallen, losing combat capability.
But Galos not only did not stall, but instead, a more wild, low roar erupted from his throat.
He spread his wings suddenly, shattering the ice shell into a sky full of ice flecks.
His momentum in the charge was only slightly halted before accelerating again amidst the swirling ice flecks, clutching his giant claws imbued with Dragon Qi and Golden Thunder, fiercely aiming at the head of the Silver Dragon.
"What?! Such high ice resistance?"
Adri’s pupils suddenly contracted into vertical slits, akin to thin lines, and his long-maintained composure was disturbed for the first time.
Though he anticipated Galos could withstand this fierce round of magic salvo, he didn’t expect the impact on the opponent to be so minimal, almost negligible.
Clearly, this Red Iron Dragon possessed incredible ice resistance, completely breaking the conventional attribute restraints.
Unlike other Dragon Race of the Fire Element, he was not subdued by ice magic. Instead, he greatly reduced or even immunized from the slowdown and frostbite effects of ice skills.
Facing the Red Iron Dragon’s straightforward frontal charge reliant on pure power and speed.
Adri, who always fought elegantly through remote suppression, was forced to abandon his calm casting.
His broad wings fluttered vehemently, raising a frigid ice wind, his figure leapt backwards attempting to distance himself.
Meanwhile, his front claws glittered with light, his mouth swiftly chanting concise and efficient protective spells in Dragon Language.
In an instant, a massively thick ice crystal barrier adorned with countless magic runes was constructed out of thin air!
He pressed his claws firmly against the translucent ice wall behind, like a seasoned shield-bearing warrior, firmly propping this Extreme Ice Wall in front of him as defense.
Boom!
The next moment, Galos’s sharp claws slam firmly on the smooth, thick Extreme Ice Wall.
Immediately, the Extreme Ice Wall, tougher than refined steel, emitted the sound of unbearable strain.
Spider web-like dense cracks rapidly spread and expanded from the point of impact across the shield surface, and the magical runes on the ice wall flashed violently, collapsing one by one.
Fragments of ice mixed with blazing red Dragon Qi scattered like fireworks in the air, creating the shadow of two confronting dragons.