Red dragon: in charge of natural disasters

"As expected of Tiamat's filthy descendant, he has truly inherited his ability to speak eloquently and confuse right and wrong!"

"In my long life, I have fought with countless five-color dragons, and in the end I only realized one thing -"

Oszedro stared at the red dragon, the hostility in his eyes becoming more and more obvious: "For a Tiamat blood descendant like you, any persuasion is in vain."

"Only the purest power can make you surrender! Let you realize your mistakes and return to the right path of the Lord of the North Wind!"

"Roar--

Oszedro roared again.

He suddenly waved his bright silver broad wings, and the surrounding hurricane became more violent, and the extremely cold hail storm hit the red dragon.

This is just a small temptation, but it is definitely a disaster for all things.

Even the Lionheart Knights would be frozen into ice sculptures in the face of such a storm.

"Oh, arrogant old guy——"

"If you can't argue with the scriptures, then you start to use your power to overwhelm others, right?"

Cassius sneered, he roared, and waved his wings in the air without dodge, setting off a hot hurricane.

With the dragon crystal on its chest flickering slightly, the red dragon opened its mouth and spurted out a pillar of fiery fire, which instantly penetrated the extremely cold storm and rushed directly towards the body of the silver dragon.

"Savage red dragon! I will let you see the power of arcane magic!"

Oszedro hung high in place. The crack-like magic lines on this law-loving dragon instantly lit up, and the precious magic equipment also flashed.

A series of spells were blessed on the bright silver dragon body, and protective spells such as Eric's protective film, Nezran sapphire shield, and Alboca green jade energy shield were released one after another, causing colorful and gorgeous reflections on the smooth scales. Dazzling magic aura.

This ancient silver dragon was like a giant neon ball, blinding all the mortal creatures watching the battle, and even made the players watching the game call it "light pollution".

But this seems to be the correct style for a powerful spellcaster fight.

Because so did Cassius.

Although he did not have a magic scroll engraved on his scales, spells such as the Dragon Eye of Heavenly Tribulation, Dragon's Justice, and Jiaoruoyoulong were still released by the red dragon using [Super Magic: Instant Casting], and they also appeared on his body. Star-like points of light.

The majestic current of magic surged around him, setting off turbulent waves in the magic network.

Although it does not have such luxurious and gorgeous light effects, with the blessing of the red dragon itself, its momentum is not bad at all.

Cassius spread his wings and swooped over quickly, spitting out blazing white flames as he approached the silver dragon.

"boom!"

However, the red dragon's breath penetrated several magic shields, but before it could reach the silver dragon's scales, it was blocked by the transparent ice barrier surrounding it.

Under the extreme heat caused by the flames, the ice sublimated into water vapor, and thick white mist continued to emerge from the ice barrier, but the breath never broke it.

But Oszedro was not passively defensive, but took this opportunity to launch a counterattack.

"Diamond Star!"

Along with the long dragon language, streaks of cold and biting white stars streaked across the sky. They streaked down like meteors, falling straight towards the red dragon that was spitting out its breath.

However, Cassius had already predicted the coming of the spell with the help of the Tribulation Dragon Eye.

With the terrifying speed given by Jiaoruoyoulong, he turned into an afterimage with just a slight wave of his wings and flew hundreds of meters away.

The stars also chased up, but they still couldn't catch up with the red dragon's terrifying speed, and finally fell to the ground helplessly.

"boom!"

Several terrifying icebergs suddenly appeared on the ground. If the silver dragon hadn't deliberately controlled them, they would have frozen hundreds of coalition soldiers who were unable to dodge.

"How is that possible? It's so fast!"

Oszedro's eyes were fixed on the red figure, his eyes full of disbelief.

In his memory, although red dragons possess powerful melee combat capabilities, due to their overdeveloped muscles, they are often clumsy and rude, and will be fooled by high-level spellcasters like him.

The "Dragon Prince" in front of him was so incredibly fast that ordinary spells couldn't easily hit him.

But Oszedro was not discouraged. He raised the mithril staff inlaid with a magic stone as strange as the void in the astral world, and his whole body exuded colorful magic aura. Frost, hurricane, and brilliance were displayed by him one after another, each of which A kind of magic energy overflows.

Cassius's whole body was wrapped with flames and lightning, resisting the spell cast by the ancient silver dragon, turning into a red afterimage, constantly flying around him at high speed, preparing to find opportunities to engage in close combat with him.

There was already a billowing white mist in mid-air, filling the wasteland and blocking the sight of everyone below.

People on the ground could only see vague figures looming in the clouds and mist, hear the roar of the wind, the roar of the dragon, and the crackle of lightning.

The whole wasteland was trembling.

"What kind of battle is this?"

"How can such a thing exist?"

"It's too scary. We need to get out of here!"

This was just a test by both sides, but the momentum it caused was even more terrifying than the previous melee of tens of thousands of people. People on the ground looked at the huge miraculous icebergs in horror, showing expressions of fear and disbelief. .

It was the first time for the Yankees in the Magical Wasteland to witness such a massive battle, and just the beginning of the battle was beyond their imagination.

"Is this the spell you are proud of? Beating up your own allies?"

Cassius mocked mercilessly.

He looked up to the sky and let out a roar, hundreds of tiny, hot volcanic rocks flew towards the silver dragon, and billowing volcanic ash and smoke poured down.

"You dare to show off such a spell in front of me?"

Oszedro roared, and the frost necklace on his chest exuded endless chill. The fluctuation instantly froze all the volcanic rocks and ashes in the sky, causing them to crash to the ground like hailstones.

The silver dragon rose into the air, opened its mouth, and subconsciously wanted to spit out breath to fight back.

But there was an inconspicuous energy ray hidden in the volcanic ash mist, which shot directly at the silver dragon's back. That was Cassius's real killing move.

That's magic wilting!

It can even be strengthened with magic and super magic, and the magic wilting can be upgraded and cast with nine-level spell slots!

"The Great Disintegration Technique?"

Oszedro's expression suddenly changed.

Even though several early warning spells and protective spells had been triggered on his body, the ancient silver dragon's huge and clumsy body was still difficult to dodge, and he had to rely on his physical body to bear the spell.

After the ray came into contact with his body, it instantly penetrated several shields and created a huge anti-magic field, covering half of his body.

The magic lines on the hundreds of scales on the silver dragon's body dimmed, and even those precious rings and necklaces seemed to be covered with a layer of dust, and some even broke apart and turned into fine powder dust.

Oszedro's expression suddenly darkened.

For a dragon, even a metal dragon of law and good, nothing can arouse the dragon's wrath more than the destruction of his treasure.

What's more, the red dragon also destroyed his carefully crafted magic scales.

"No - cunning red dragon!"

But Cassius felt particularly comfortable.

A feeling of gloating spread in his heart. Now this old silver dragon may not necessarily be richer than himself.