The night was completely torn apart by two dragons.
Faced with the overwhelming attack from Galos, the Cliff Snake Dragon did not et it head-on. Instead, it soared into the sky, and its body bounced like a green lightning, changing direction constantly, its slender form outlining a complex, winding trajectory.
However.
In terms of speed and agility, it was still inferior to Galos.
Galos’s body was strong and solid, appearing sowhat heavy at first glance, seemingly less agile than the snake-like body of the Cliff Snake Dragon. Yet, his maneuverability in changing direction was beyond comprehension; with a sweep of his massive wings, he whipped up a roaring gale and a shower of sparks, completing nearly ninety-degree turns in an instant.
The silhouettes of the two dragons twisted and turned in the night sky.
The Cliff Snake Dragon tilted as it soared toward higher altitudes, with Galos in relentless pursuit behind, the distance between them quickly closing.
Looking back at the increasingly close figure of the Red Iron Dragon, the Cliff Snake Dragon let out a screech, unable to shake off Galos, becoming frustrated with his persistent chase.
But its intuition and instincts warned it that Galos was very dangerous right now.
If it couldn’t slow him down and was hit by this attack, it might suffer severe injuries in an instant.
Snake Dragons don’t fear death, but unless it’s the last mont or anger and hatred have reached their peak, they won’t resort to the thod of using the Death Curse to make a strong enemy pay the price.
Shh! Shh! Shh!
High-temperature heat released from beneath the Cliff Snake Dragon’s scale armor took on a green hue, turning into a poisonous mist. Then, the poisonous mist spewing from the gaps between its scales condensed into fine threads in the air, forming a deadly net behind its twisting and maneuvering body.
Galos’s pursuit route was layered with barriers of poisonous threads.
His body shook, shedding the exploding scales that reddened from rapid friction, then breathed out a Flaming Dragon Breath.
Though the Flaming Dragon Breath was powerful, its destructive range was sowhat limited. Yet, when the Dragon Breath collided with the explosive scales, it resulted in a thunderous explosion.
Molten poisonous thread rain fell into the dense woods below.
The canopy of ancient trees that had stood for centuries sizzled as if splashed with strong acid, the resin reacting with the poison to produce black-green thick smoke.
anwhile, the raging flas swept upward, tearing a massive hole into the poisonous net.
Galos pulled back his wings.
His body spun, precisely passing through the gap, then unfurled his wings again, launching another attack at the Cliff Snake Dragon. However, due to the obstruction of the poisonous net, his speed was ultimately sowhat slower, his assault slightly tempered.
The Cliff Snake Dragon seized the mont to turn around and charge.
Galos’s right wing was raised high, resembling a vast guillotine, slicing toward the body of the Cliff Snake Dragon.
Having previously experienced the might of Galos’s dragon wings, the Cliff Snake Dragon this ti did not withstand Galos’s Dragon Wing Slash head-on. Instead, its slender body bent backward to avoid the right wing.
Just when it wanted to counterattack.
Galos’s body suddenly spun, his left wing rising high, the ring attached to its end glowing. Suddenly, the left wing ignited in a surge of fierce flas, accelerating as it sliced through the air with a screeching sound, striking toward the Cliff Snake Dragon’s head.
This ti, the dragon wing’s spin was too fast and sudden.
The Cliff Snake Dragon’s Dragon Eyes narrowed, screeching as it quickly leaned back.
Screech!
The Dragon Wing Blade grazed the Cliff Snake Dragon’s neck, cutting shallowly through the fine scales of its throat.
It was close.
If it could have finished it off in one fell swoop, the battle would have ended without its body being stained with much poisonous blood. Unfortunately, the Snake Dragon’s reaction speed was quick; being a dragon, it’s not on par with other fierce beasts or magical creatures of the sa rank.
Poisonous blood gushed from the Cliff Snake Dragon’s throat, landing on Galos’s left wing.
Intense pain was felt instantly, yet compared to the first ti, it was bearable to so extent.
Previously, Galos’s use of Cliff Snake Dragon Poison to train his resistance indeed added a bit of resistance to him.
Galos’s gaze was cold, his body consistently spinning and slashing, his pair of dragon wings like two enormous and fearso blades, raising a storm of edges, ravaging toward the Cliff Snake Dragon.
His body’s greatest lethal weapon was none other than this pair of ticulously refined wings.
Facing such fierce attacks from Galos, the Cliff Snake Dragon was utterly incapable of counterattacking.
Concentrating all its spirit, it could only dodge and weave under Galos’s assault, but it could not entirely evade his attacks.
Clang! Clang! Clang!
The ferocious wing slashes repeatedly grazed the Cliff Snake Dragon’s body, occasionally accompanied by sharp claws and tail strikes. The sound of tal collisions tore open its scale armor and flesh, leaving dense blood marks on it.
The body sustained repeated injuries.
Yet, the Cliff Snake Dragon showed no fear or intention to flee but continued to maneuver back and forth with Galos, seemingly losing its rationality.
In truth, it’s not; dragons possess excellent combat instincts, and this Cliff Snake Dragon, in particular, is a veteran skilled in combat, cunning and insidious, unlike the fledgling Red Copper Dragon as before, lacking actual combat experience.
In direct combat, it’s notably inferior to Galos.
Its advantage lay in its poisonous blood and the poisonous mist emitted by its steaming fresh blood.
As the injuries on the Cliff Snake Dragon’s body increased, Galos’s body also beca increasingly stained with poisonous blood, coupled with green poisonous mist constantly emanating from the Cliff Snake Dragon’s body. At close range, Galos was inevitably enveloped and eroded by this penetrating poisonous mist.
This poisonous mist is different from direct poisonous blood.
It appears unremarkable, quite deceptive, but gradually accumulates until it reaches a certain threshold and then erupts like a flash flood.
At that mont, the target often reacts too late; the poison will overwhelm resistance, causing it to lose its combat capability.
The Cliff Snake Dragon once used this venom to kill beasts stronger than itself.
Now.
It was about feigning weakness, making this Red Iron Dragon think it could kill it first, secretly accumulating poison, and erupting in an instant...... A cruel arc crossed the corner of the Cliff Snake Dragon’s mouth, already planning how to tear apart Galos’s dragon scales when he loses resistance due to poisoning, listening to his wailing, and devouring his flesh bit by bit.
Screech!
Galos’s claws swept across the Cliff Snake Dragon’s abdon, leaving several bloodstains.
The Cliff Snake Dragon was bleeding all over, unable to directly touch Galos with its poisonous blood, which was evaporated into mist surrounding it. Tightening the muscles beneath its scales, it was prepared to continue dodging, maneuvering, accumulating poison, and counter-kill Galos.
However.
What the Cliff Snake Dragon didn’t expect was.
Despite seemingly holding all the advantage, Galos suddenly unfurled his wings, ascended high, retreated, not continuing to hunt it down.
Higher in the sky, Galos’s gaze was calm, quietly staring at the Cliff Snake Dragon.
Instead of being overwheld with battle enthusiasm, disregarding everything to fight the Cliff Snake Dragon desperately, though he was confident he could kill the Cliff Snake Dragon first in a short ti, the risk was too great, and he would be hit by too much poison, winning at a devastating cost.
Compared to this.
Galos wanted to solve this Snake Dragon with a smaller price.
Therefore, while seemingly holding full advantage, he chose to withdraw instead of fighting like most young dragons, as wild beasts would, forgetting they possess wisdom and are intelligent beings.
In this battle gamble.
Galos adopted a combat strategy of using intellect to control power, retreating to advance.
Using wisdom to command strength—this is often a strategy only an elder dragon can employ.
"You’re fearing ? Fearing death?!"
The Cliff Snake Dragon roared, charging toward Galos despite its scarred state, while Galos leisurely flapped his wings to continue widening the distance, not engaging with it closely.
The Cliff Snake Dragon was seriously injured, its sluggish speed unable to keep up with Galos.
It kept provoking but was unable to attract Galos’s hatred.
Because frequently contending with its negative desires and emotions, Galos trained a resilient yet stable ntal will; provocation tactics were ineffective against him, his mind undisturbed by his opponent’s taunts.
This mont.
The Cliff Snake Dragon believed Galos intended to disengage and flee. When it realized it couldn’t catch up, it turned around in anger and headed back toward Crescent Valley, intending, as last ti, to vent on the werewolves.
However.
Unlike last ti.
Galos did not leave.
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