Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 395
Chapter 395: 413 Gathering and Splitting_1
“Interesting…”
Otto squinted his eyes to look at the protective shield above Stania, which was blocking his Strong Acid, a continuous damage spell.
Now, he could clearly see that the places on Stania’s protective shield being smeared by the acid were emitting dazzling light.
This indicated that a large amount of energy conversion was taking place, and it seemed that resisting Otto’s Strong Acid Breath wasn’t an easy task.
However, before Otto could continue observing, the magic circles of the Magic Cannons under Stania had lit up again densely.
As the brilliance of magic became brighter and brighter, a large amount of magical power was injected into these Magic Cannons from Stania’s body, causing the Magic Elements in the surrounding air to gradually become volatile.
Mentor, who was in the Mage’s Spire, clenched his teeth, his gaze fixed on Otto’s body.
“Paton, increase the magic power injection. I want to see that damned Black Dragon blown to pieces immediately!”
Hearing Mentor’s low growl, the fat old man Paton frowned, “I think you should call me Grand Mage Paton!”
It seemed that Paton was quite dissatisfied with Mentor, but Mentor didn’t care and perfunctorily said, “Alright, alright! My Grand Mage Paton, as long as we can kill that damned Black Dragon, I can fulfill such a small request for you…”
Finally hearing the title that satisfied him, fat old man Paton nodded contentedly and then increased the magic power injection into the Magic Cannons according to Mentor’s wishes.
Anyway, the source of magic power, the Magic Crystals, was basically provided by the Western Empire.
In fact, Mentor’s family had contributed a lot to this, which was the reason why Mentor had been doing well in Stania recently.
To increase the destructive power of the Magic Cannons, fat old man Paton specially changed the output spells of all Magic Cannons into Meteor Fall Skill.
It was a high-level spell that formed a huge fireball similar to a meteor in the air.
Under the exquisite control of fat old man Paton, large Star Falling Fireballs appeared out of thin air through the magic array of the Magic Cannons, and then condensed together one by one, forming a terrifyingly large fireball of enormous size.
From the outside, it was almost indistinguishable from a meteor falling from the sky.
If hit by this thing, it would probably be no different than a Legendary Spell.
In Paton’s plan, a small Black Dragon wouldn’t be able to withstand such a terrifying attack.
Once this pathetic Black Dragon was destroyed by the huge Star Falling Fireball, the fireball would continue to crush Purgatory City below without losing momentum, turning it into ruins.
Fat old man Paton believed that it wouldn’t take too much time.
“Haha, I’m sure that Black Dragon won’t be able to withstand this attack!”
The young Spellcaster who had left earlier appeared again at the edge of Stania at some point, carefully poking his head out as if he wanted to witness the miserable end of the Black Dragon with his own eyes.
And there were many people with similar thoughts, even though Spellcasters usually seemed like mysterious elites to ordinary people, they were just like ordinary people in many aspects.
Under the expectant gazes of the young Spellcasters, the huge Meteor Shower finally smashed towards Otto.
“It does seem a bit troublesome…”
Otto looked at the terrifying fireball that was several times larger than his body size and was flying towards him at a rapid speed. His expression became unusually serious.
If it were an ordinary spell, he wouldn’t care, but the Meteor Shower was different.
Like its meteor-like appearance, its composition was also similar to that of a meteor.
If hit by it, in addition to the expected magic damage, there would also be a huge amount of physical damage.
Of course, if Otto chose to leave, dodging this attack wouldn’t be difficult given his speed.
But that would result in the destruction of Purgatory City, and Otto didn’t want to do that either.
“It’s just a little troublesome, that’s all.”
Facing the increasingly close huge fireball, Otto shook his head with a faint smile and, instead of retreating, advanced, rapidly flapping his dragon wings and flying upward.
In the eyes of most people, this was an act of suicide.
But Otto didn’t think so. Facing the terrifying fireball several times or even tens of times larger than himself, he felt an extremely heroic feeling.
Fierce flames enveloped Otto’s body, greatly enhancing his physical fitness and making him nearly immune to all fire damage.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crowd, Otto pierced the gigantic Star Falling Fireball like a huge dragon-shaped arrow.
“Boom!”
Everyone heard a deafening sound and then saw the Black Dragon forcibly plunging into the fireball.
Yes, he must be finished!
Witnessing this, almost everyone had this thought in their minds.
But reality was always somewhat different. Just as Otto had smashed into the Star Falling Fireball, he emerged from the other side of it.
The terrifying fireball seemed to have caused him no significant damage, and even his scales were still bright and shiny.
Once Otto had passed through the fireball unharmed, before the onlookers on Stania could be surprised, the huge fireball behind him rapidly filled with cracks.
The cracks appeared quickly, and in no time, they covered the entire surface of the fireball like a spider web.
And then, the collapse began!
Just before, Otto had directly decomposed the giant fireball from within.
Fat old man Paton had spent a lot of effort to form this gigantic fireball by condensing numerous small fireballs together, but now it had returned to its original form.
The gigantic Meteor Strike Skill, which was almost as powerful as a Legendary Spell, had turned into a wide-ranging Meteor Shower due to Otto’s influence, with diminished power.
Otto looked back at the still spectacular scene below. Although it looked quite intimidating, he believed that not all problems needed his personal intervention.
Just as the dense small fireballs were about to fall on Purgatory City, an Undead Dragon with a body size of about 30 meters soared into the air.
Ghostly blue flames burned on its desolate bones. It was Frostfire, the strongest of the currently surviving Undead Dragons.
Yet even among all the Undead Dragons, he belonged to the most powerful group.
In the past, he was a hybrid of a Red Dragon and a White Dragon, possessing a very special, cold-as-ice type of flame.
This was the origin of his name.
