Gray Cast Iron Dragon Ornn made no effort to conceal his aura, and before long, the Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon flying merrily ahead sensed it.
Roar!
The Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon's roar carried no special tone, yet Liszt easily understood its meaning—it was warning the Gray Cast Iron Dragon not to come any closer.
Dragons were not hostile toward one another.
But there was absolutely no friendly atmosphere between dragons, either. It was somewhat like the feeling between elves: every dragon was an independent individual, and they rarely formed groups. As the noblest creatures in this world, dragons' proud natures did not permit them to live in herds.
Some evil dragons in the wild even tried to hunt young dragons—young dragons were far more nutritious than any magical beast or magic potion.
Of course, wars rarely broke out between adult dragons.
Even adult fire dragons, the strongest individuals among elemental dragons, gem dragons, and metal dragons, could easily defeat some smaller, weaker adult dragons. But to kill an adult dragon completely required paying an enormous price—and even after paying that price, one might not necessarily succeed in killing it.
It would only waste magical power.
Therefore.
The Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon merely issued a warning, then turned and flew off into the distance.
"Ornn, tell it to stop. Courtesy before force!" Liszt had no intention of letting the Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon simply leave like that.
No matter what, he was determined to have this beautiful gem dragon.
Roar! Ornn let out a bellow.
Roar! The Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon turned back and warned them again.
The warning was futile.
Riding the Gray Cast Iron Dragon, Liszt charged after the Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon without a care, quickly closing the distance between them. The Royal Blue Sapphire Dragon was not