The tailless, dark-silver dragon was instantly frozen solid. Thick blue ice encased its enormous body layer upon layer, and the phantom of the Despair Winter Dragon coiled around it like binding chains.
Vast networks of black veins immediately spread through the ice, resembling blood vessels or some ancient, mysterious, terrifying seal.
Yet all of this lasted less than five breaths before Dago felt the domain power he had fused into the spell rapidly collapsing.
"Crack, crack-"
Dense, narrow fissures appeared across the enormous iceberg imprisoning the silver dragon. A moment later-
"Bang!"
The restraining iceberg exploded, sending torrents of freezing air in every direction. Enormous silver wings spread, sweeping aside the dust and mist, and a dragon's roar shook the void.
The powerful shock wave struck Dago and sent him flying. It felt as though dozens of maddened rhinoceros beasts had trampled him at once. By the time he landed, his entire body ached.
"This power is just too terrifying..."
Dago propped himself up and struggled to his feet. He gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand, his blue eyes filled with shock.
[Despair Winter Dragon's Devouring] ranked among his three strongest trump-card spells. Even weakened by the unusual environment of the Myriad Spirits Space, it had enough power to threaten an ordinary level-four Dawn.
Yet before the dark-silver Tailless Giant Dragon, it was as fragile as paper.
A dragon.
Before this, Dago's understanding of this legendary creature had been vague. Now it had become profoundly clear.
These overlords had stood at the pinnacle of the food chain since ancient times. Their majesty was not something ordinary people could challenge.
And who knew how much of its strength this dragon had retained over the long ages? Heaven only knew how terrifying