The other Dragon Cubs all made the same choice as he did.
Back in his lair, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling had been lying on a pile of gold coins he had recently obtained from the Softscale Silver Dragon and the Green Dragon Whelp, happily counting them, when a servant from the Beast Pen roused him.
With a sweep of his claw, he put away all the gold coins, then darted straight outside and took to the sky.
Meanwhile, the Softscale Silver Dragon and the Green Dragon Whelp had still been hard at work.
Their employers rushed in, interrupting their progress.
They could only fly into the sky in frustration.
Devil and demon Descenders shot into the sky one after another.
The armies on all sides also began mobilizing in considerable numbers, moving toward the northeast.
Xiluo was among the quickest to act.
His flight speed was also the fastest.
After flying for only a short while,
he spotted the approaching enemy in the distance.
As he looked at that enormous figure wreathed in cold air,
Xiluo's pupils contracted sharply.
[Robust Frost Titan] Level: 20 (Transcendent-) Condition: Good
"A level 20 Transcendent- Legendary Frost Titan... this... hiss..."
Looking at the attributes above the other's head, Xiluo could not help sucking in a breath.
Fucking hell, being Legendary was terrifying enough, and he's a Frost Titan to boot!
At that moment, Xiluo felt his scalp crawl.
He had an urge to turn around and flee!
Although,
he was not Legendary himself and had never fought a Legendary,
the Dragon Inheritance still contained some knowledge about them.
In the primordial fantasy novels of his previous life,
there was a saying: all beneath the sages were ants.
The gap between Legendaries and those beneath them was not quite that exaggerated.
But it