Evolving Silver Dragon

48 047 Anger, Disdain, and Impulsiveness_1

Otto still resisted the tempting thought; it was too risky.

In this state, Cassiopeia should not be his opponent, but as long as she was willing, she could quickly return to her true form.

If his attack failed, the battle between the two giant dragons would bring astonishing disaster to the surrounding creatures.

Moreover, if it really developed to this point, not only would Otto lack confidence in winning the final victory, but it would also not be in his best interest right now.

Both sides fell into a brief silence. The atmosphere was getting more and more tense, and the corrupted elves gripped their weapons uneasily.

But soon, Cassiopeia spoke the words of peace: "Alright, Otto, the foolish Red Dragon is almost here; it's better for us to live in peace for now..."

"Is it? It seems you don't even know this yourself."

Otto sneered; compared to the last time they met, his attitude had become much tougher, as if both sides were now on the same level.

He was sure that at this time, Cassiopeia could not lose his help; the Green Dragon was not confident in defeating the Red Dragon that had attacked several times all by herself.

Cassiopeia's exquisite elf face showed a cold expression, and her mountain-like chest rose and fell continuously.

Recently, she was easily angered, even though she had been trying very hard to be patient.

Damn Silver Dragon!

Seeing that she was almost at her limit, Otto knew that he didn't want to break with the Green Dragon at this moment either.

"I will help you, Cassiopeia. As for your question..."

Otto looked at her playfully: "I have nothing to say, but as allies, at this critical moment, don't you need to give me some more confidence? "

"For example, your injuries..."

Cassiopeia laughed and replied: "As you can see, I feel fine now. Does this make you less cowardly like a goblin?"

"Is that so..."

Otto obviously wouldn't believe such an answer.

He couldn't imagine that Cassiopeia would meet him in this form just to test if he would use magic.

Maybe she was covering something up, like the scars that hadn't fully healed.

Cassiopeia left with her terrified pets. Although the conversation between the two was not friendly, they both got the answers they wanted.

A magic-disabled Silver Dragon?

The corner of Cassiopeia's mouth curled into a disdainful smile. Could a dragon that couldn't use magic still be considered a dragon?

Perhaps she had been misguided from the beginning. This weird-looking Silver Dragon might just be a lowly Dragon Beast after all.

Though it had extraordinary wisdom, it wasn't worth worrying about since the gap between a Dragon Beast and a True Dragon was too huge.

Thinking about this, her mood became much more pleasant, and her wariness towards Otto in her heart gradually faded away.

Next, all she had to do was kill the foolish Red Dragon. This time, there would be no turning back for it!

On her finger, a ring was flashing with a strange light.

After Cassiopeia left, Sofia, who seemed somewhat uncomfortable, approached Otto.

"She's lying!"

"What did you say?"

A puzzled look crossed Otto's face.

The gem-like, brilliant eyes of the little girl sparkled with a strange glow as she confidently said, "I mean, the Green Dragon is lying; her wounds haven't healed at all!""Even if she used transformation magic, she cannot conceal the operation of her own magic. She is constantly using healing spells on herself. I don't think a healthy dragon would waste magic like this before a big battle."

Although Otto also had this suspicion, the little girl helped him confirm this information.

Cassiopeia miscalculated, her transformation magic was enough to deceive most people's eyes.

Even when facing a dragon of equal strength, it wouldn't be revealed, let alone a dragon beast with inferior or even incompetent magic capabilities.

But Sofia was a complete exception; she had an extraordinary perception and affinity for magic elements.

After a period of learning and progress, it became difficult to cast spells covertly in front of her.

At the same time, Otto thought of the Red Dragon opposite them. Even the Green Dragon hadn't fully recovered, how much better could the Red Dragon be?

Through countless armies of monsters, Red Dragon Sitte Bragg was lying on a flat land in the Sulfur Mountains, surrounded by a group of short Svirfneblin dwarves.

His wounds had scabbed over, but they still looked terrifying. As Otto had guessed, his injuries had not yet healed.

But if Cassiopeia were to see this, she would be very surprised because the recovery rate of this Red Dragon was almost not much worse than hers.

After the last battle's failure, Sitte Bragg hid in his lair to recover from his injuries.

Soon, another group of monster clans came to him, willing to offer their unconditional loyalty.

Sigh, such is the charm of a leader...

Red Dragon Sitte Bragg once again voiced this sentiment and, as always, unhesitatingly took these monsters under his command.

Among them were the Svirfneblin dwarfs, who soon expressed their desire to meet with Sitte Bragg.

The great Wings of Flame Sitte Bragg, of course, wasn't willing to meet these dirty, short, ugly, and unappetizing little creatures.

But the Svirfneblin didn't want to give up, stating that they were willing to pay a price, like offering precious treasures.

Ha, did they think the great Sitte Bragg was some kind of merchant who could be bargained with?

But they really gave him too much...

A large number of jewels, mainly rubies, and precious metal ores were added to the Red Dragon's treasure vault. What really made Sitte Bragg change his mind was a valuable magic item.

It was a strangely shaped wand, looking no different than a humanoid arm bone. The only difference was that a fist-sized ruby was tightly gripped in the center of the hand bone.

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If it were just an ordinary magic item, Sitte Bragg would definitely pry off the gem and discard the disgusting bone.

After all, even if not reaching the height of a legendary item, his treasure vault still stored several magic items.

But the magic effect of this wand was to eliminate pain, which was undoubtedly the most needed thing for him as he had been suffering from pain for several days straight.

Cassiopeia might have hesitated, but this simple-minded Red Dragon swallowed the strange wand without hesitation into his stomach.

The method dragons used magic items was very simple: just swallow them into the stomach; who knows what their stomachs were made of.

The effect of the wand was excellent. The pain that covered his entire body quickly disappeared, replaced by a refreshing sensation, and he was very satisfied with these suddenly emerging Svirfneblin dwarves.

When he met this group of Svirfneblin, they brought him another surprise.

These dark-skinned dwarves could actually use healing spells, which was rare indeed.

As a result, the Svirfneblin immediately changed from filthy insects that Sitte Bragg disliked to his favorite followers.

Just like now, the Svirfneblin were surrounding Sitte Bragg and continuously casting healing spells on him.

A few days later, as his injuries gradually improved, a bold idea kept surfacing in his mind.

The Green Dragon certainly wouldn't expect his recovery to be this fast...

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