A single word: "Get lost."
It was said with overwhelming arrogance.
This was not Liszt's usual style. After his minds had harmonized as one, he had absorbed a trace of Rio's nature. Evil dragons were Elemental Dragons by nature, and their evil lay chiefly in their wickedness, tyranny, and pride. Fortunately, Liszt possessed an adult's values and worldview, and had only been slightly influenced by Rio's instincts.
"Roar!"
Rio let out an equally domineering roar.
It was aimed at the Bronze Dragon and the Light Green Gem Dragon—and at the Sapphire Dragon as well. Though only a juvenile dragon, it possessed the nerve to provoke three dragons at once.
Beneath its red-black scales, sparks burned without end, brightening and dimming like breaths, making Rio appear even more imposing. Although its wingspan was only twenty meters, the smallest among the four dragons, its savage appearance was far more overbearing than that of the other three.
Whether Metal Dragons or Gem Dragons, they were all exceptionally beautiful dragons.
Rio's beauty did not lie in prettiness, but in the explosive aesthetic of power outlined by its scales, lines, and sharp angles.
Faced with this sudden Fire Dragon Knight, Andrew Sapphire let out a tremendous sigh of relief. From the other party's words, he had already understood that this was a Dragon Knight who had come to support him.
Alonso Cyclamen and Carlo Violet's expressions swiftly darkened.
Grand Duke Sapphire changing from a Dragon Domain Lord into a Dragon Knight did not surprise them much; it had all been within their expectations. But the sudden appearance of a Fire Dragon Knight had the ability to disrupt the situation and alter the course of the war. And from the moment the other party had said "Get lost," there had been no room for reconciliation.