Ethan saw it, and his eyes lit up.
The Dragon God's power worked on this guy.
Not only did it work—it was hitting harder than Ethan had expected.
Caldrath might be an Abyssal Dragon, and he might be a terrifying 36 Tier, but as long as his essence was still dragon, there was no way he could completely ignore the pressure of the Dragon God bloodline. That thick barrier around him… it wasn't really to block Ethan's attacks.
It was to fight off the wobble in his own bloodline instincts.
Ethan pushed his Bloodline Power higher.
The Dragon God phantom's claw slowly opened. Golden light spread from its palm, and the already-shattered space around them continued collapsing backward, as if reality itself was making room.
Above the city, Korvath and the soldiers all looked up, faces locked in disbelief.
They saw Caldrath trembling.
And they saw Ethan—using nothing but a bloodline phantom—forcing that terrifying existence to raise a defense.
