"Chando Lox! You bastard! Are you trying to take us down with you?!"
The Rainbow Dragon King burst out of the mushroom cloud in a wretched state. Nearly a third of the scales across his body had been torn apart by the terrifying explosion, crimson blood spraying incessantly from his wounds. His voice was filled with fear and rage.
You must know, if his reaction had been even half a beat slower, he might not have made it out alive.
"Shut up! Now isn't the time to discuss that!"
The Platinum Dragon King was clearly angry as well and snapped back without reservation, his eyes fixed on the dust and white smoke billowing from the center of the explosion.
"Is he... dead?"
The Eternal Darkness Dragon King, who had escaped first, asked uncertainly.
As for the final True Dragon Lord—the Holy Dragon King—his body was simply too enormous. He had already flown high into the sky using some kind of Prime Magic and was engaged in a wildly uneven battle with Vilnalasath.
The air currents produced by their flapping wings alone had created devastating hurricanes in the surrounding area.
The dragonfire spewing from their mouths painted a magnificent and dazzling spectacle across the sky.
Every clash between them produced a deafening boom, as though two massive floating islands had collided.
The only difference was that the Holy Dragon King had already gone all out, constantly casting his most powerful Prime Magic.
Vilnalasath, meanwhile, had not even used a tenth of her strength. Relying only on a body ten times larger than her opponent's and life energy comparable to that of an entire planet, she toyed with him effortlessly. She even took the opportunity to observe, imitate, and replicate those interesting Prime Magic spells.
But the Platinum Dragon King clearly had