Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 487: 475 Shadow’s Secret_1

There was no other choice; the Silver Dragon looked thick-skinned and heavily protected by thick scales all over its body.

Moreover, the thickness of the Silver Dragon’s scales seemed quite exaggerated, probably much deeper than the length of his dagger.

If he stabbed it at random, even if it was successful, it wouldn’t likely harm the Silver Dragon, at most leaving a small pit in its scales.

So after considering for a long time and examining Otto’s body, the Master of Shadows felt that only attacking Otto’s eyes could cause effective damage.

Perhaps it was because his attack was somewhat unexpected; the Silver Dragon didn’t take any precautions, not even having time to close its eyelids.

With a “puff” sound, his dagger simply and directly pierced the Silver Dragon’s blood-red pupil.

Was this too easy?

Although some doubts lingered in the Master of Shadows’ mind, his actions didn’t show any hesitation.

He finally got his chance, and now it was time to maximize the damage as much as possible.

So, the Master of Shadows stopped considering so much and immediately exerted force to press the dagger further down, stirring it back and forth a few times.

Feeling the sticky sensation and the sound of stirring the gel-like liquid, a satisfied expression appeared on the Master of Shadows’ face.

It seemed that he had successfully blinded one of the Silver Dragon’s eyes.

Perhaps the gap in strength between the two sides wasn’t a bad thing, as the Silver Dragon seemed to have underestimated him.

The self-proclaimed cunning Master of Shadows chuckled; sometimes, this kind of overconfidence could be fatal.

It might not even be necessary to wait for the Mother of Evil Dragons and her reinforcements.

If the situation went smoothly, he could try to blind the Silver Dragon’s other eye and possibly deal with this major trouble on his own.

In that case, the next time he met the Mother of Evil Dragons, he could mock her and take something else from her.

However, before the Master of Shadows’ delusions could continue, an intense pain spread through his arm, instantly waking him up.

In a panic, the Master of Shadows quickly withdrew his arm from Otto’s eye socket and discovered that a dark green, thick liquid was boiling like magma on his arm.

This strange, sticky liquid seemed to have a extremely terrifying corrosive effect. It hadn’t been long since he had stabbed the Silver Dragon’s eye, but the Master of Shadows’ arm had already been almost completely dissolved.

His dagger and palm had been completely melted, while his forearm was corroded down to a single twisted, terrifying bone.

Damn it when did the Silver Dragon’s flesh and blood gain such terrifying corrosive toxicity?

Fortunately, this was just a simple incarnation, and no matter how severe the injury, it wouldn’t affect the main body.

Moreover, as long as his divine power remained sufficient, he could recover his severed arm at any time. freёweɓnovel.com

Seeing the corrosion of his arm continue, the Master of Shadows was amazed at how powerful the corrosive effect of the Silver Dragon was.

He immediately used his divine power to conjure a new dagger and cut off the part of his arm that was contaminated with the Silver Dragon’s rotten blood.

Then, under the influence of his divine power, the lost parts of his arm began to regenerate at a visible speed.

Seeing this scene, the Master of Shadows’ mouth curled slightly.

Although things hadn’t gone quite as he had expected, he had traded one of the Silver Dragon’s eyes for a minor price.

Not bad!

With that in mind, the Master of Shadows glanced contemptuously at the Silver Dragon, wanting to see its frustrated and defeated appearance.

But as a result, he only saw a pair of eyes staring intently at him.

Although the eyes were blood-red, there was no trace of madness or pain in them, only calm and a different kind of meaning.

It was ridiculous that this look in the eyes of the Master of Shadows seemed to carry the meaning of a cat playing with a mouse.

So why could this damned Silver Dragon remain so calm after losing one eye?

Wait… was the Silver Dragon watching him with a pair of intact eyes?

At this thought, the Master of Shadows’ heart was suddenly filled with panic and disbelief as he looked towards Otto.

Although he didn’t want to believe it, the truth was cruel.

That damned Silver Dragon didn’t look like it had lost an eye at all; there wasn’t even a single trace of injury on its body.

So, was he just dreaming earlier?

It seemed as if to verify this, the Master of Shadows’ figure disappeared into the shadow beneath the Blackstone Floating City like it was entering darkness.

The next second, he suddenly appeared above Otto’s head, in exactly the same way as before.

However, what happened next was different. Just as the Master of Shadows prepared to make his move with daggers in both hands, he suddenly discovered that the blood-red eyes beneath him were spinning wildly, their gaze eventually settling directly on him.

The Master of Shadows was startled by this scene, as if the Silver Dragon had completely grasped his pattern of action.

No! This must be just a coincidence!

Unwilling to accept this reality, the Master of Shadows retreated abruptly, then vanished into the shadow.

The next moment, he reappeared on the other side of Otto’s head, preparing to attack his other eye.

What the Master of Shadows couldn’t believe was that the result was still the same.

This damned Silver Dragon seemed to know his trajectory in advance, fixing its gaze on his landing point even before he emerged from the shadow.

Yet the Master of Shadows still didn’t give up, disappearing and randomly reappearing in the shadow from one direction to another.

However, no matter what he did, the damned Silver Dragon would always be able to find his position.

Damn it, what the hell was going on?

When the Master of Shadows was extremely annoyed, Otto’s gaze was still tightly fixed on him. Then, calmly, he said, “You might as well save your energy; I’ve already completely seen through your abilities.”

Next, amid the Master of Shadows’ astonished expression, Otto continued coldly, “I don’t know if it’s due to the limitations of your incarnation’s strength, but although you can use a teleportation-like ability, it is limited to relying on shadows.”

With that, Otto looked at the Blackstone Floating City above and taunted, “Tell me, if I let this Floating City fly away now, would it affect you in any way?”