White Dragon Lord

Chapter 59:

Amos was very surprised. Although the silver dragons took great care of the younger generation, the legendary equipment was not something that every dragon could get.

Moreover, the silver scale, which appeared to be an inheritance at a first glance, was even more precious.

The background of this silver dragon was not simple!

The silver dragon rushed back again, gave up the defence, launched a fierce attack on Amos, playing tit for tat.

Amos deftly avoided the silver dragon's attack, and he swung his tail on the silver dragon's front paws, only to find that as soon as his attacks hit her, his strength was absorbed by the strange film covering her.

However, the stream of light from the film was so weak that it was undetectable, and it would be really hard to find if it weren't for the system scanning it.

Amos had made a decision in his heart: he created a distance, cast magic, and tested the magic resistance of the silver film.

Ice Spear Technique!

The power of magic converged in front of Amos, condensed into a four-meter-long ice spear, and quickly shot at the silver dragon.

The silver dragon turned around, and brushed past the ice spear, spraying a mouthful of silver breath towards Amos.

Amos looked at the silver cold air gradually enlarging from the mouth of the silver dragon and thought that it was the first time he was spat on by a dragon.

Even if was caught off-guard by her, his reaction was not slow. Amos flapped his wings and quickly lifted off to avoid the dragon's breath.

Ice Spear Technique!

The silver dragon felt the wave of magical power locking above her head, and sweet words danced out of her mouth, followed by a wind wall blocking her head, and the ice spear was blocked by the wind wall and plunged into the blue water below.

Amos felt a little strange. This silver dragon cast spells just like singing, and she cast spells very fast.

Could it be a special professional?

On the Nordhill continent, in addition to the regular professions such as mages, warriors, and priests, there were also as many special professions that outshone other professionals like stars.

These special occupations had obvious advantages. They needed certain special conditions to get a job, which might be due to the approval of a certain powerful existence, or they might require a certain special magic ritual.

For example, the extended(secondary) profession of a mage: the fire Elementalist, needed to summon a powerful presence on the plane of the fire element and sign a contract with it. After successfully contracting, the mages flame magic would be even more powerful and consume less magic, but the price was more stringent than in water magic.

Although he was curious about what special class the silver dragon had, Amos and the silver dragon were in a hostile relationship, and they couldn't ask each other.

Amos said the spell quickly.

High-level magic: Cold Wave!

An icy and humid wind blew, even if the silver dragon lived in the snow lands for a long time, she felt a chill. This was the power of magic.

Amos scanned and found that the energy of the silver film was constantly decreasing to the cold current, but the silver dragon wasnt affected at all. She passed through the airspace suffused in the cold wave and attacked Amos.

She found that the caster level of the white dragon was much higher than her own, so she chose to fight in close quarters.

Amos did as he wished. Although the silver dragon was more flexible and faster, the wartime assist mode easily reset the silver dragon's advantages.

The silver dragon was horrified to discover that even if she didn't worry about her injury, she still couldnt defeat this white dragon. Its fighting instinct was powerful. Even before her claws stretched out, it already saw through her attacks and thought about it in advance. In addition, her defensive magic became weaker and weaker under the constant consumption of the white dragon.

The silver dragon felt a deep sense of frustration and inspired the second magic of scales.

Advanced Agility!

Different from the acceleration technique, in addition to the speed, the agility technique speeded up the reaction of the nerves. The silver dragon felt her head was clearer as if the surrounding wind was blowing slower.

Amos found that the silver dragon's reaction speed had nearly doubled; if he was at an advantage before, now he couldn't hit her.

Amos flicked his tail and forced the silver dragon away, and took a moment to glance at the battle on the island.

His siblings and Ghoul-Garu joined forces, and they were inextricably engaged by the two masters.

The ogre masters and the murlocs cooperated to crush high-level human professionals who lacked heavy weapons. The human masters could barely support them with the help of magic scrolls, and the high-level combat forces of the two sides were evenly matched.

However, ordinary human soldiers were crushed by murlocs.

Bruce looked at the soldiers and the casualties and was distraught. The soldiers endured the burning fire last night and stayed up all night. Now they only felt dry and tired. They were not the opponents of a large number of murlocs in this dire condition.

Ordinary soldiers suffered heavy casualties, and it would not make any sense for him and others to stay here, but Bruce could not imagine.

Under the chaos of war, Amos thought of a countermeasure and quickly muttered the spell.

Ice Fog Technique!

There was a cloud of dense fog like ice crystals in the sky, shining brightly under the rising sun. Even her dragon's extraordinary senses could not see through the fog, so the silver dragon quickly exited the area of the ice fog.

It hadn't finished yet, in the ice mist, the magic power in Amos's body surged, the clouds quickly converged, and they merged into dark clouds.

High-level magic: Blizzard!

Within a kilometre of a radius, there was a lot of wind and snow.

The snowflakes were bounced off by the defences around the silver dragon, and the strong wind did not cause any interference to her flight.

Blizzard was a high-level spell, but its main function was to create a suitable battlefield environment. Its lethality was not great. The silver dragon flew in the sky, vigilantly around the ice fog.

The silver dragon's eyes shone through the wind and snow, staring solemnly at the ice mist. In the ice mist, the white dragon's angry roar, and the surging magical power fluctuations told her that the next attack from the white dragon was no small thing.

The silver dragon was flying while bluffing herself with magic. After a while, it felt like something was wrong. There were magical fluctuations in the ice mist, but there was no amazing magic that was displayed.

At this time, on the edge of the battlefield on the distant island, Bruce, who was directing the battle, suddenly felt his heart tighten. The White Dragon Lord appeared above him

"Not good!"

Two hundred meters away, Gandalf and Jax were about to split, but they couldn't get out for a short time.

Ice blue dragon's breath poured down from the top of Bruce's head, and the surrounding guards instantly froze into ice sculptures. Bruce's magical light flashed continuously, firmly resisting the dragon's breath.

In the distance, the silver dragon saw the white dragon spraying the dragon's breath on the island, only to realize that she had been tricked, and rushed over with a roar.

It turned out that Amos used the ice fog technique to block the silver dragons sight, and then used the blizzard to further build momentum. Finally, he used a phonograph and the source of magic to forge the illusion that he wanted to amplify the move, but his body was invisible.

He then slowly flew out from below, under the cover of heavy snow and strong wind, flying close to the seas surface, and came to the battlefield on the island.

Weakness!

The White Dragon Lord applied a weakening technique to the frozen Bruce, grabbed the earl's heir in his hand, and then flicked his claws on the back of his head, knocking him stunned.

Only then did ordinary human soldiers react and rushed toward them desperately.

Amos raised the hostage in his hand, "Stop! Otherwise, I will pinch him to death!"

Not just the human soldiers rushing up, the fierce battle on the entire battlefield came to an abrupt end. The battlefield was quiet, and the human soldiers lost their morale. They looked at each other with the same dumbfounded expression.

Gandalf and Jax walked over with sullen faces.

"White Dragon! What do you want!"

The White Dragon Lord held Bruce in his claws. He had ignored the masters and the ordinary soldiers and flew to the middle of the camp, and landed on the wreckage of the battleship. His huge wings stretched out to blot out the sun and cast a large shadow on the beach.

Amidst the heavy guards of the monster army, Amos was condescending, looking down at the humans below as a victor.

What do I want? You shouldve thought about the consequences before you attacked my lair!