Anyone with even a little knowledge could see that although this "Twilight Dragon" was also only a nine-star Magic Spirit, it stood on an entirely different level from the nine-star "Longevity Turtle" catalyzed by the Elder Race!
Its body from head to tail was less than five meters long. Its orange-red scales shimmered faintly, while one eye was black and the other white. Its wings were likewise divided into two types: black with white spots, and white with black spots.
With a slight flap of its wings, black-and-white halos continuously emanated from it, its oppressive presence suffocating.
"So there really was a reason Sky Magic Guidance Academy sent her out first in the opening duel."
Dark shifted his gaze away from the "Twilight Dragon," unable to stop himself from thinking.
From what he could tell, the "Twilight Dragon" was no weaker than the "Blue-Eyes White Dragon."
Against a nine-star Magic Spirit of this caliber, an ordinary third-year would likely have fallen into despair the instant it was summoned.
But if Pamela's opponent had been Victor... if Victor could open with the "Holy Sword Spell," then Pamela would already have died during the dozen-odd seconds it took her to catalyze the "Twilight Dragon."
—That was clearly unreasonable.
Dark lowered his gaze onto Pamela herself. Having successfully catalyzed the "Twilight Dragon," Pamela was clearly in a brief state of relaxation.
And that was precisely the moment Vivian Alvander had been waiting for! "Pfft!"
A flash of black light appeared in an instant.
Then blood surged out, staining the dagger red.
The moment Pamela's expression relaxed, her eyes suddenly widened and her mouth fell open.
Yet no scream followed the pain. The instant Pamela realized she was about to cry out, she snapped her mouth shut and clenched her teeth, displaying extraordinary self-control.