The Fall of Naval Hegemony

What did a threefold boost to magic resistance and physical resistance in the King of Marble state mean?

Lothar's defenses had already been astonishing, comparable to a Copper-Horned Red Dragon, a Heavy Warrior among dragons. Once he entered the King of Marble state, both his physical and magical resistance soared to a nearly invincible level.

Combined with dragon aura's suppression of spells and the Magic Warrior talent's ability to devote all mental power to endurance, he had actually withstood this Forbidden Spell, powerful enough to destroy at least half a city.

And he had suffered almost no injuries.

Even if he had been injured, his fivefold accelerated recovery in the King of Marble state would have healed them by now.

Stone fragments filled the sky. The demonic dragon emerged from its crumbling stone shell, opened its huge maw lined with sharp fangs, and unleashed scorching dragonfire that swept toward the spellcasters, most of whose mental power had already been drained.

"Get out of the way!"

"Raise the shields!"

The spellcasters organized their defenses with flawless coordination. Dragonfire that would have killed at least eight figures' worth of spellcasters in the Middle Ages accomplished nothing here.

The Iron Duke, steaming with a hiss, advanced into the dragonfire rather than retreating. The twin cannons on its shoulders fired continuously, while its violently buzzing chainsword slashed down at the demonic dragon.

But the cunning demonic dragon clearly had no intention of tangling with them. With a powerful flap of its broad wings, it nimbly slipped behind a steam airship. Its spiked tail scraped across the airship's armor plates, scattering a trail of sparks.

The Iron Duke followed close behind, carving a bloody wound into the demonic dragon with its chainsword. But immediately afterward, it saw a slowly burning flame clinging to the airship's