Chapter 331 Red and Silver (IV)
Osedro was shaking with extreme anger, and even the scales on his face were slightly opening. The solemn dragon face looked a little hideous at this moment.

Half of the surface of the huge silver dragon's body was dull as if covered with dust, while the other half was shining brightly, as if it was forced to be adjusted into two filters.

"You despicable and shameless dragon!"

"You need to pay for what you did!"

The ancient silver dragon roared once again, filled with uncontrollable rage.

Osedro stretched out his right claw with all his strength, and a complex magic circle several meters long appeared in his palm. The heavy stones, broken trees and even the broken corpses on the ground suddenly floated up, and the surrounding environment became like the void of the starry sky.

The gravity within a hundred meters around is controlled by this ancient silver dragon. This is the silver dragon's innate spellcasting ability.

"What did I do?"

"Is it to allow the people to live a better life, launch a counterattack in this war, and shatter the dream of the northern nobles to rule Anzeta for thousands of years?"

"Or did it destroy your treasures that you, an old miser, have collected for hundreds of years? And turned you into a half-pauper?"

Cassius taunted mercilessly.

The red dragon suddenly raised its wings in mid-air, and with the powerful muscles attached to its wing bones, it created a strong wing storm above its body, directly offsetting the reversal of gravity and allowing the huge dragon body to still hover in the air.

In response to Cassius's ridicule, the silver dragon's voice became even more furious, and its roar was like thunder.

"Quibbling! You can't piss me off!"

"We, the Metal Dragon Clan, have expended countless efforts and paid an unknown price to barely maintain the balance between mortals and dragons, so that the tragedies of the ancient times will not happen again."

"And you, filthy children of Tiamat, did not use the power given by Io for good, but used it to destroy the order!"

The ancient silver dragon opened its mouth slightly, the scales on its cheeks sparkled, and a snow-white, extremely cold waterfall gushed out of its huge mouth inlaid with the "Dragon's Jaw".

However, the red dragon was not suspended in place as Osedro had guessed, because of the resistance to gravity.

With the help of aerial maneuvers and the power of agility, Cassius' flying skills reached the extreme.

"Shh-"

The red dragon flapped its wings in a strange and vigorous posture, flying freely in the anti-gravity environment. He turned into a red afterimage, flying around the ancient silver dragon at high speed. The white breath was always one step slower than him, and even the tip of its tail could not catch up.

As he flew in circles, a strong hurricane gradually formed. Combined with the flames surrounding the red dragon, a huge fire tornado gradually formed.

"Oszedro! I think you have been sleeping for hundreds of years and your mind is no longer clear! Your leaky order is outdated!"

"The North's outdated and corrupt system should be swept into the dustbin of history!"

"And you - the hypocritical silver dragon who appears to be righteous, the nominal defender of order, but in fact an obstacle to the progress of history, are the same!"

"Roar--"

The dragon's roar shook the wasteland again.

The flames created by the red dragon intertwined with the ice and snow around the silver dragon. The heat and cold merged, erupting into a noisy sound, and water vapor continued to rise.

A huge pillar of cloud seemed to appear in the wilderness, and it was still expanding. The boiling steam, stones flying in the wind, the dazzling flames, and the broken ice formed an extreme life-forbidden zone.

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

"This is not a battle we can participate in!"

Faced with this situation, Marshal Dolo, who was in charge of the battlefield, gave a decisive order, and under the coordination of grassroots officers, the kingdom's army retreated to the rear in an orderly manner.

Tieflings, hobgoblins, and ogres raised their weapons high. Although they could not see the battle clearly in the fog, it did not prevent them from cheering for the red dragon in this "Battle of Two Dragons" from afar.

The players were much more chaotic, they fled in all directions freely, some even stepped forward to watch, even if they were dragged in, the players still didn't care, and even shouted loudly. "The special effects are maxed out, it's so grand!"

"Holy shit, there's damage in this cutscene?"

“I’m flying!”

"Wait, why am I on fire?"

"Look! That man is burnt!"

The soldiers and nobles of the coalition forces were in even greater chaos. They themselves were composed of private armies of various families, and their organization could be described as "chaotic".

Tens of thousands of people scrambled to flee, during which many stampedes occurred, but some people were still swept away by the hurricane and unfortunately died.

They are not immortal like the players. Once they are affected by this war, they will say goodbye to this world forever.

"What the hell is that?"

"Damn it, don't come near!"

"Get out of the way!"

"Oh, what a strong wind! I'm going to be blown away! Help—"

Viscount Luton was also running out desperately, but his shaking legs and soaked trousers made him fall to the ground. He lay on the ground, shivering, and turned his head to look up at the disaster-like scene.

"Gods above. What kind of power is this?"

"How can humans defeat such a being?"

Viscount Luton muttered to himself as he watched the battle that was enough to shake Anzeta.

A thought suddenly arose in his mind: Such an epic battle should not be buried in the torrent of history, someone should record it.

Behind the coalition forces, Archduke Leo was also quietly watching the battle.

In the billowing white smoke, a glimpse of a giant dragon would appear from time to time, and a huge figure would flash by.

The earth cried out again and again like a newborn baby, making a continuous rumbling sound, and everyone could feel it - it was shaking.

Lightning, hurricanes, hail and even meteorites, which are rarely seen under normal circumstances, appeared one after another. Blurry stars appeared in the sky. Even a slight leakage of the remaining power could cause hundreds of casualties.

Grand Duke Leo suddenly felt that his decades of planning seemed like a joke. Even the death of his own son had not made him so lost.

"dragon."

"They can destroy everything easily."

"This kind of creature shouldn't exist in this world."

Leo Bossk looked up at the dragon shadow high in the sky, his lips slightly moving as he muttered to himself.

He is the Grand Duke of the Duchy of Bosc.

He is also the titular king of the United Kingdom of the North.

He, the born noble Leo Bosk, should be the one who rules Anzeta and decides the fate of the North - not those two monsters in the sky.

Suddenly, a low voice sounded abruptly in his mind, yet it seemed so natural.

"Do you want revenge?"

(End of this chapter)