Just as Cassius was about to engage in hand-to-hand combat again, tiny magical lights flashed on the silver dragon's body. Its huge dragon body gradually became ethereal, and then appeared on the top of the clouds several miles away.

Cassius looked up at him from a distance and challenged him: "Are you scared, old man?"

"This kind of teleportation spell goes against the ancient dragon clan's sacred duel tradition. Are you admitting defeat to me?"

"Why should we follow the rules when dealing with a dragon like you?"

Osedro let out a high-pitched roar, and the metal disk on his chest slowly turned, with the delicate pointer pointing to a sapphire crystal.

"Gods"

"What the hell is that? Heaven?"

“How could such a magnificent building appear out of nowhere?”

People looked up at the sky and exclaimed in amazement.

Because an even more exaggerated scene appeared - the extremely cold north wind howled and gathered around the silver dragon. The fine frost and snow gradually solidified and gathered, and actually built a hundreds-meter-high fortress shining with silver light on the clouds, completely wrapping it up.

Whether it is space, energy or matter, all are blocked by this sacred fortress of absolute order.

【Bahamut's Platinum Fortress】

The speed of this red dragon was far beyond his imagination, and the power of its breath was enough to penetrate his defense. Facing such an enemy, he could be trapped in a dead end if he was not careful. Hand-to-hand combat was not the right way for a mage like him.

Therefore, he must use the safest and most conservative style of play.

Osedro's goal is to gradually wear down the opponent's energy in this indestructible fortress, and ultimately win by relying on his own magic.

By then, he will be able to seal the other party, guide this red dragon with the potential of an ancestral dragon onto the right path, and end the endless wars and sufferings in this land.

"Damn turtle shell."

Looking at the silver fortress that blocked the space, Kaixiu immediately clenched his teeth and a flame spurted out from the corner of his mouth.

As expected of a legendary wizard, the spellcasting ability of this ancient magic-loving silver dragon that has lived for more than a thousand years is definitely not something he can match, and the metal disc on its chest is probably also a divine artifact with divine-like properties.

And if he was allowed to cast spells amidst the heavy protection, he would be at an absolute disadvantage and even exhausted.

"Maybe I need to irritate this old guy and make him take the initiative."

"Even... let him fight me desperately."

Thinking of this, Cassius slightly grinned, revealing an extremely ferocious smile at the corner of his mouth, and a hint of teasing appeared in his tone:
"Osedro, do you want to know where your dear granddaughter is?"

"Evil dragon! What on earth have you done?"

"Roar--"

The ancient silver dragon roared and summoned thousands of sharp ice cones, which smashed down at the red dragon on the ground from above. The ice cones fell as densely as raindrops.

The red dragon on the ground did not dodge. He spread his wings and simply controlled the flames around his body to form a wall, melting all the attacking ice cones.

"Old man, have you ever heard of "Song of the Embers"?"

Cassius asked meaningfully.

"what?"

Osedro's heart sank suddenly, and a terrible thought suddenly occurred to him.

As a wizard, the Silver Dragon had of course studied this opponent in advance, but he regarded the so-called "Song of the Burning Embers" as the imagination of ignorant mortals. After all, the Red Dragon only ate humans and was not so perverted.

Cassius licked his lips pretentiously and smiled grimly: "That young silver dragon tastes really good, in every sense of the word."

That smile was so creepy to the Silver Dragon.

"No, it's impossible!"

Suddenly, Osedro was struck by lightning and his face showed despair.

The red dragon's charisma was so high that it was enough to distort reality, and even with magic he could hardly tell whether its words were true or false.

Although red dragons and silver dragons regard each other as enemies, they are both descendants of Io and both noble true dragons. The act of cannibalism is as unforgivable as "cannibalism" in human society.

Even the most chaotic evil red dragons rarely eat dragons. Every dragon with such a record is a notorious evil dragon in the multiverse, some of which even Tiamat would not recognize.

Suddenly, the ancient silver dragon roared towards the sky, making a furious roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and a fierce hurricane mixed with ice and snow swept across the entire wasteland.

The silver fortress disappeared with the wind.

Osedro flapped his broad silver wings and slowly rose into the air. The huge silver dragon body sparkled brightly in the sun, making it impossible for everyone to open their eyes.

The ancient silver dragon's eyes widened, and endless anger gushed out from its mercury-like pupils:

"Cassius, I made a huge mistake"

"For a hopeless, sinful dragon like you, I shouldn't have any expectations, nor should I have any thoughts of wanting you to turn over a new leaf!"

"If I show even a little indulgence towards you out of our fellow race, it will be an insult to all the people of integrity who have died at your hands, and it will be a disrespect to the world order!"

"You don't deserve to be called a true dragon. You are a shameful and pathetic monster, a mistake that must be eliminated!"

Osedro looked down at the earth coldly, the metal disc on his chest turned slightly, complex magic patterns lit up, and a faint light shone through the gaps.

Finally, the pointer stopped on the silver-white gem.

This is a holy object bestowed by Bahamut himself. It was the artifact he obtained when he left Mount Heaven. At that time, he made a vow that he would only use the silver-white "Wind of Bahamut" when eliminating the most evil and hopeless enemies.

"Casius, the creatures of this land have suffered too much."

"So I want to put an end to this once and for all."

The silver dragon opened its mouth slightly, and a milky white halo appeared deep in its throat.

[Breath of Bahamut]

In an instant, a sacred light was released, the north wind swept in, and it seemed as if hymns were chanting and echoing above the clouds. The overwhelming pressure made everyone present want to worship it.

"Is that the Breath of Bahamut?"

"Oh no! Grandfather is going to kill me! Cassius can't bear it!"

Olivia, who was watching the battle nervously from a distance, suddenly changed her expression. She let out a sharp roar and desperately transformed herself into a silver dragon and flew into the sky, hoping to stop this fight to the death.

"No—stop it! Grandfather!"

Olivia's voice was anxious and urgent, even with a hint of tears.

The blue dragon Christina roared and flapped her wings to chase after him: "Damn metal dragon, don't even think about interfering with your Highness's battle!"

However, in this tense battle, their influence was minimal. The two young dragons, more than ten meters long, looked like newborn cubs compared to them.

Now the two dragons only have each other in their eyes, and any distraction may lead to irreversible consequences.

"This is the power of Bahamut! Good job, old man!"

"This is worthy of the name 'Silver Wings'!"

Cassius looked up at the sky, laughing excitedly, and also opened his bloody mouth.

The red dragon's basal blood vessels were all surging with fire, and some even protruded from its body, revealing a root-like shape on the surface of its body.

The endless energy was transmitted to the dragon crystal, and brilliant, high-temperature white flames emerged from the pores on the neck and tail.

Along with extremely terrifying fluctuations, a violent magical fission reaction occurred in the dragon crystal. Light spots and arc lines appeared disorderly in it, and the sparks collided in his chest. The dragon crystal became extremely dazzling, making him like a miniature sun on the ground.

Intense hot winds spread out from the red dragon, turning everything within a hundred meters in diameter into ashes, be it people, soil, rocks or trees.

"boom!"

A deafening explosion sounded.

[Primal Eruption]

The next moment, blue-white flames burst out from the red dragon's mouth, and the extremely high temperature instantly evaporated the surrounding air.

At the same time, a pure white waterfall with a sacred glow poured down from the mouth of the ancient silver dragon, and the extreme coldness it exuded was enough to solidify the space. (End of this chapter)