Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 396: 414 The So-Called Truth_1

“Roar!”

Frostfire’s massive body climbed the towering white Bony Spire, and with his angry roar, one Undead Dragon after another flapped their wings into the sky.

After Catherine left Purgatory City, Frostfire did not disappoint Otto’s expectations. He managed the astonishing number of undead troops very well.

The ghostly blue flames on the surface of the Undead Dragons burned fiercely, leaving a thick layer of ice on the Bony Spire below them.

“Roar, rage, skeletons of Purgatory City, do not let our great master down!”

“Heehee…”

“Hoot!”

Amidst Frostfire’s angry roars, various responses came from every corner of Purgatory City.

Although the responses differed, they all sounded just as chilling.

Although they had gone through a lot, the number of Undead Dragons had already diminished quite a bit, but their numbers were still staggering.

Each Undead Dragon spread their bone wings that emitted an eerie glow, and a series of special magical channels connected each Undead Dragon to one another.

To the naked eye, it looked as if each Undead Dragon was bound by layers of heavy chains.

These chains were centered around Frostfire’s body.

“Roar!”

Frostfire roared to the sky again, and with his roar, more chains seeped out of his body, extending into every corner of Purgatory City.

These chains were intricately complex and terrifying, their single source being Frostfire, and their other end connected to every Undead creature in Purgatory City.

Perhaps Stania had the terrifying Magic Crystal as an energy source for its protective barrier, but in comparison, Purgatory City also possessed countless Undead creatures as reserves.

The endless power of the Undead flowed through these chains into Frostfire’s body, illuminating him and the Bony Spire beneath him as a ghostly blue eerie beacon.

Having gained the support of all the Undead in Purgatory City in such a short time, Frostfire’s power had already far surpassed that of an ordinary Legend, coming infinitely close to the demigod realm.

Power, at this moment Frostfire felt an unprecedented amount of power filling his body and soul, even his soul fire burned more vigorously.

But this rapid increase in strength did not make him lose himself. As he felt the Bony Spire beneath him, he deeply understood who had given him all of this.

The reason he could become so powerful in such a short time, Otto’s given position and the Bony Spire’s assistance were both indispensable.

“Roar!”

As the sky was filled with flaming rain, Frostfire let out another long howl.

This time, the other Undead Dragons flying in the air followed suit and let out the same roar.

Immediately after, the same ghostly blue flames as those on Frostfire’s body appeared on the other Undead Dragons.

In a short time, it seemed as if they had been assimilated by Frostfire.

These ghostly blue chilling flames quickly spread out from the bodies of these Undead Dragons in all directions.

In no time, these fiercely burning but extremely cold flames completely enveloped the sky above Purgatory City.

This was the magical protective barrier unique to Purgatory City.Perhaps it was slightly inferior to Stania’s, or maybe it couldn’t even stop the horrifying Star Falling Fireball from before.

However, if it was just to block the wide-ranging fire rain in the sky right now, it wouldn’t be difficult.

“Huff huff …”

The dense fire rain fell on the pale blue flame barrier, making a series of noises. The thick smoke carried a pungent odor that floated into the sky.

As the smoke gradually dispersed, the Stania people covering their noses peeked down and were surprised to find that the pale blue flame barrier was still covering the sky above Purgatory City.

The Black Dragon leisurely flew below Stania, doing nothing and just watching it all calmly, as if mocking Stania’s foolishness.

“Damn it, what the hell is going on?”

Mentor’s angry voice echoed in the Mage’s Spire, and everything within his reach was grabbed and then ruthlessly thrown onto the floor to vent his rage.

Meanwhile, the expression on the old fat man Paton was no better than Mentor’s.

He didn’t take Purgatory City and the Black Dragon seriously at first, thinking that they were just minor troubles that could be solved easily. The trip to Dragon Bone Wasteland was, at worst, basically a paid vacation for Stania.

But reality became a big hand, constantly and forcefully slapping his face.

After two consecutive setbacks, things became increasingly serious.

He had to quickly deal with Purgatory City and that damned Black Dragon, or else Stania Floating City would inevitably become the laughing stock of the entire continent!

Unknowingly, his gaze slowly shifted to the thin old man beside him.

At this moment, the skinny white-bearded old man was also looking at him. The two made eye contact in silence before finally nodding at each other.

Old man Paton rummaged through his Treasure Bag for a while before finally taking out half of a Magic Crystal, on which his name was engraved using a special method.

The skinny tall old man did the same thing, and in no time, he took out another half of a Magic Crystal.

Judging from the gap in this half of the Magic Crystal, it should be the other half of the Magic Crystal in Paton’s hand.

Of course, his name was also engraved on it using a special method: Chris.

Before the legendary monsters of Stania resurfaced, Archmage Paton and Archmage Chris were jointly responsible for the normal operation of Stania.

At the same time, they also held the control over the foundation of Stania, the Magic Cannon “Truth”.

However, the power of Truth was far too terrifying. To prevent unnecessary troubles, controlling this most special Magic Cannon required the joint effort of these two archmages.

To achieve this goal, they needed these two halves of the Magic Crystal.

Mentor, who had been throwing and roaring just before, seemed to have noticed something. He took a step forward to the two old men’s side and snatched the half of the Magic Crystals from their hands while they were hesitating.

“What are you hesitating for? Afraid of taking responsibility?”

Mentor sneered, and in front of the two old men, he slowly combined the two Magic Crystals into one.

As a mysterious light flashed, the crack in the middle of the Magic Crystal disappeared, making it look as if it had always been intact.

Since he didn’t know how to use it, Mentor reluctantly handed the intact Magic Crystal to the old fat man Paton.

Mentor’s eyes widened, and he grabbed Paton’s collar in hysterics, yelling, “What are you waiting for? I’ll take all responsibility. Get to it and show me what the so-called ‘Truth’ truly is!”