Whoosh!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
In the blink of an eye, Ethan shot up into the air, hovering mid-sky as a violent surge of power exploded from his body. A bone-chilling frost radiated outward, dropping the temperature of the entire space even further.
The overwhelming rush of power made Ethan exhale in relief.
With this kind of strength in his hands…
He could wipe out every last Frost Dragon.
Just as he was about to strike—
One of the Frost Dragons suddenly dropped to one knee.
"You carry the power of the Dragon God… and you can absorb Frostwell. You must be the one from the legends—the Dragon God himself! Dragon God, we pledge our loyalty to you…"
"From this day forward, the Frost Dragon clan is yours to command!"
Ethan blinked, stunned. That was fast.
A second ago, they were ready to tear him limb from limb.
Now they were practically fighting over who got to serve him first.
Before he could even process it, every single Frost Dragon present had dropped to one knee, heads bowed low. The imnse power they'd been radiating just monts ago was now completely retracted.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
Ethan let out a breath.
No doubt about it—these guys were seriously powerful. If he could bring them under his command and lead them into battle against the Sky Citadel, they'd be a force to reckon with.
He cleared his throat and said, "Alright, if you're choosing to follow , fine. But from now on, you follow my rules. Disobey , and I'll grind you into dragon paste. Got it?"
"Yes, my Lord!"
Not a single Frost Dragon dared to hesitate. They all answered in unison, loud and clear.
Ethan grinned.
He hadn't expected to walk away from this with a whole damn army.
There weren't that many Frost Dragons, sure—but each one was a powerhouse. As a group, they could go toe-to-toe with the Celestial Dragons.
Just as he was about to lead them out—
One of the Frost Dragons stepped forward.
"My Lord, not far from our realm, there's another world—separate from ours. It belongs to the Thunder Dragons. Long ago, we were on good terms… but everything changed when that bastard Skythunder Sovereign rose to power. Since then, they've been attacking us nonstop."
"They're strong. Very strong."
"My Lord… would you help us take revenge?"
Ethan's eyes lit up. If he could bring the Thunder Dragons under his banner too, that'd be another massive boost when it ca ti to storm the Sky Citadel.
"Where is this world? Take there. Now."
The Frost Dragons instantly perked up, excitent buzzing in the air. They summoned the surrounding frost energy, weaving it into a swirling vortex in the sky.
Ethan didn't hesitate. He stepped straight into the portal, the Frost Dragons following close behind, cheering like they were already celebrating the Thunder Dragons' downfall.
VMMM!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
The whole squad surged through the portal in a thunderous wave.
Monts later, they erged into a world crackling with lightning—Thunder Magic thick in the air, bolts of electricity dancing across the sky.
The mont Ethan arrived, he felt it—raw, untad Thunder energy crashing down from above, exploding all around him.
It was intense. Violent.
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
…
Ethan had encountered Thunder energy before—
But this… this was different.
The power here wasn't just raw destruction—it carried a deep, ancient draconic essence. It was far more potent than any Thunder energy he'd ever felt outside this realm. Several tis stronger, easily.
He was just about to try absorbing so of it into his body when—
A violent ripple tore through the space nearby.
VMMM!
A figure slowly erged from the distortion, stepping right up to Ethan.
The mont the guy appeared, he radiated pure arrogance—like the whole world owed him sothing. He gave Ethan a cold, dismissive glance, then raised his hand and summoned a massive orb of crackling lightning.
"So it's you Frost Dragon trash again. Co to die, have you? You worthless worms never learn. And now you've dragged a human into this? What, you think this little atbag's gonna save you?"
The words had barely left his mouth—
When a wave of freezing energy exploded from Ethan's body, instantly encasing him in a shell of ice.
THUD!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
A brutal shockwave tore through the air as Ethan launched a single punch—obliterating the arrogant Thunder Dragon into a spray of blood and at.
The force of the blow rippled outward, shaking the entire realm.
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Thunder Dragons began raining down from the sky.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The leader of the group landed, eyes locking onto the bloody remains of his comrade. Fury surged through him.
"Well done, you bastard. You've officially pissed off. I'll tear you apart myself! Warriors of the Thunder Dragons—prepare for battle! Kill him!"
As he roared, the leader unleashed a tidal wave of Thunder energy, a storm of lightning crashing down toward Ethan.
But just as the power was about to hit—
A blinding golden light burst from Ethan's body.
"What the hell?!"
The Thunder Dragons froze, their expressions shifting from rage to shock.
And then, Idra—one of the Frost Dragons—suddenly perked up, eyes wide with excitent. "Father! Over there—I sense sothing! It feels just like the Frostwell we found before!"
"Seriously?!" Ethan blinked, then grinned. "Perfect."
Without wasting a second, he shot into the sky, flying straight toward the source.
The Thunder Dragon leader's eyes went wide in horror.
"No! He's after our Thunderwell! We can't let him get it!"
The mont the words left his mouth, panic spread through the Thunder Dragons like wildfire.
The Thunderwell was their sacred spring—the purest essence of their world's power, just like the Frostwell had been for the Frost Dragons.
If Ethan took it…
It would be worse than death.
The Frost Dragons, anwhile, burst out laughing.
"Hahahaha!"
They'd been through this already. Their own Frostwell had been drained dry not long ago.
But hey—now they were on Ethan's side. So if the Thunder Dragons were about to get a taste of the sa dicine?
All the better.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Frost Dragons spread their wings and took off, following the Thunder Dragons—not to help, but to watch the show.
By the ti they arrived—
The sky was thick with violent Thunder energy, so intense it ford a barrier, keeping them out.
Through the haze, they could just make out Ethan, standing above a glowing spring—Thunderwell. Bolts of lightning surged into his body, his power rising by the second.
And the Thunderwell's water?
It was visibly draining, fast.
The Frost Dragons were practically giddy.
"Hahahaha! Oh, this is beautiful!"
If the Thunder Dragons got wrecked, that was a win in their book.
"What the hell are you doing?!" the Thunder Dragon leader shouted, voice cracking with desperation. "That's our sacred spring! Stop now, or I'll rip you to pieces!"
He was losing it. If the Thunderwell was destroyed, their entire realm could collapse. Their foundation—gone.
But just as he flew up to stop Ethan—
A monstrous wave of pressure exploded outward, slamming into him like a teor and sending him flying.
THUD!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
And in the blink of an eye—
The Thunderwell was gone.
Completely drained.
Every last drop of its essence had been absorbed by Ethan.
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