The interior of Dragon Cliff was not as harsh as the environment outside, but it was still like an ice cellar. You could already hear the dragon's breathing in its deep sleep. The cave was larger and more magnificent than expected, but strangely, Caesar felt that the landform was a bit strange. He had learned geography knowledge about landforms in school, and this lava cave seemed to be a volcanic cave. How could it be an extremely cold place?
There were no bends and only one path in the spacious cave. Soon, a huge silver-blue dragon curled up on a large red rock. There were some glittering stone armors around the dragon. These were the so-called dragon treasures.
The size of the dragon was almost the same as the red dragon king he had seen last time...even bigger than that. There was a long silver horn on its head, which was very rare among dragons. The size of a dragon generally represented its status and strength. Caesar couldn't help but curse him as an idiot. A dragon's lair that could be alone in a high position was naturally inhabited by high-level dragons. This time he had encountered a hard problem, but it was also good. The stronger the dragon, the stronger the vitality of the dragon crystal, and there would be more chances of saving Elena. Caesar looked at his bag. This time he brought all the scrolls left by the old man. He naturally knew his own strength and the danger of the dragon, so this time he had taken out all his belongings.
Fire fight!
As the distance to the dragon gradually approached, Caesar found that the temperature was strangely rising. If it were someone else, they would have been too nervous to pay attention to anything, but Caesar, who had been through many life and death battles, could find this subtle difference. How could there be such a strange thing in the territory of the Frost Dragon? And it was certain that the dragon would never like high temperatures when sleeping. The temperature came from the huge rock under the dragon. It seemed that the Frost Dragon was suppressing it with the coldness of its body for some reason.
Looking at the area under the dragon, the temperature was indeed very high. Caesar, who was so close to it, even felt like he was back at the foot of the mountain. If he told others about such a strange thing, no one would believe it.
Suddenly, the Frost Dragon opened its eyes wide and stared at the place where Caesar was hiding. It had obviously discovered something unusual. It didn't expect that there would be such a bold little bug that dared to harass it. The Frost Dragon let out a muffled roar, and a dragon breath with freezing air enveloped Caesar.
The rocks that blocked Caesar were shattered, and Caesar jumped out. There was no point in hiding. His sea fighting spirit rose directly to the peak, and he was ready for battle. The Frost Dragon looked at the little bug in front of him with interest. This level of power was close to that of a low-level dragon, and it was not a simple little bug.
"Humble human, you came to our frost dragon's territory, are you trying to be a foolish dragon slayer?"
Some high-level dragons have the ability of ventriloquism and can communicate with other creatures. The Frost Dragon King in front of them is one of them. It is high above and possesses many unknown powers. If it were in the past, it would have destroyed the opponent without hesitation, but today this little bug came at a really bad time, and its strength is rare. However, it is also true that those with slightly weaker strength cannot reach Dragon Cliff at all and become a delicacy in the mouth of the Warcraft.
Since he was here, he might as well make the best of it. He had never expected that the giant dragon could communicate with him, which reduced a lot of the pressure brought by the giant dragon's silence. He shook the piece in his hand and said, "Frost dragon? I'm Caesar, from the sea tribe. I'm not here to be a dragon slayer. I just need a piece of dragon crystal with strong vitality to save my... wife. If you have another way to cure the dragon plague, I will be very grateful."
"The Sea Clan... they smell a bit like the sea. I haven't seen anyone from the Sea Clan for a long time. Is your wife a Dragon Clan? Humph, when did Dragon Clan degenerate to the point of marrying other races? The only way to cure the Dragon Plague is to exchange one life for another. It's a pity that a lowly little bug like you can't hurt the great Dragon Clan."
"Haha, the Frost Dragon is really honest. I'm also betting my life on this. Today it's either you or me who will die. Go ahead!"
After hearing the method to cure the dragon plague from the dragon's mouth, Caesar's determination became even stronger. The dragon crystal of the frost dragon in front of him must be able to save Elena's life. He will not miss the opportunity this time. According to the dragon's temper, he will not be so talkative. It seems that there is something wrong with this dragon, as if it is in a dilemma. Now that he has discovered it, Caesar can only praise the sea god for giving him this opportunity.
The two long swords in his hands were filled with sea qi and shot towards the dragon's eyes. This was the only visible weakness of the Frost Dragon. The sea qi attached to them was not high, but it was much more powerful than ordinary arrows. A handy magic weapon was particularly important in a decisive battle of this level, but it was a pity that it was something that could only be encountered by chance.
The Frost Dragon angrily swung its claws and shattered the two swords into pieces like lightning. It never expected that this ignorant creature would actually dare to attack such a great and noble one. It wanted to crush this humble little insect into meat paste!
More than a dozen compressed fireballs flew towards the dragon, targeting what Caesar considered to be the dragon's vital points, such as the dragon's reverse scales, its belly, the base of its tail, and its eyes. Caesar himself followed closely behind and blasted the dragon's head with all his strength using his double-level strength.
The Frost Dragon King was really angry. This little bug actually carried the fire power that he hated the most. A dragon spell instantly appeared beside the dragon - the Polar Ice Tornado. Caesar's compressed fireball was somewhat dwarfed by this forbidden level of magic, and even if they were of the same level, the dragon's magic power was far superior to his.
Caesar's own sea fighting spirit barely blocked the pressure of the polar ice tornado. If he couldn't get close to the opponent, he would be dead. However, Caesar, who barely held on to the ice tornado, had already seen a huge dragon's tail sweeping towards his waist.
The dragon's attack was far beyond his imagination and he hit a wall!
The double force turned to face the dragon's tail. With a loud bang, Caesar was hit into the rock like a bullet. The whole cave shook, and the dragon's tail bent strangely. Caesar's double force almost broke its bones.
With a loud crash, Caesar fell off the rock wall, supporting himself on the ground with one hand. This damn dragon was so strong that it almost took his life. It seemed that he could only outsmart it and not defeat it with force... Why didn't it come out?
The frost dragon was panting angrily, wishing it could swallow Caesar in one gulp, but it just refused to move forward. It could only wander around the red boulder, and from time to time it would use the frost air on its body to press it down. Was it suppressing something?
Although there was a lot of noise, the other dragons on Dragon Cliff didn't make any noise, just occasionally making a few hysterical roars. Although Caesar didn't understand dragon language, he could hear some anxiety in them, which was definitely not directed at him.
What on earth is making so many dragons so restless that they dare not leave their caves? Are they suppressing something?
Caesar carefully experienced all the changes around him, and sure enough, he felt that there seemed to be an extremely powerful force hidden inside the top of the mountain. It was the power of fire and the power of life. This power was still increasing, and the dragons were suppressing this power through their own power, trying their best to lower the temperature. No wonder they had no time to pay attention to him!
Caesar showed an evil smile on his face. If a powerful creature had a weakness, it would mean the end of him. No matter whether it was a devil or an angel buried underground, as long as they could help him, it would be enough. To be more precise, it should be helping each other.
Caesar found a relatively safe distance and began his shameless harassment attack. He threw twice-compressed fireballs at the Frost Dragon King. Some of the fireballs did not attack the dragon itself but were thrown at the stone wall above the dragon. For a while, gravel flew everywhere. Others were thrown at the dragon's treasure pile, which exploded and filled the sky with sparkling things. It was beautiful at the moment, but the Frost Dragon was not in a good mood.
Streams of dragon breath sprayed towards Caesar, but he was no match for it as he could easily dodge them due to the distance. The dragon would occasionally make faces or pat its butt or something, making the dragon furious, but there was nothing he could do.
The dragon's treasure exploded, and a crystal clear sword was inserted not far away. Caesar had an idea and took out the scrolls in the bag. He was not in a hurry and threw them one by one, making the dragon so anxious that he could not do anything to him. He took the sword when he saw an opportunity. It was indeed a good sword. It took ninety percent of his sea fighting spirit but had no reaction at all, and it extended a sword energy several feet long. The conductivity of this sword was unimaginable!
Seeing that Caesar took its things, the dragon became even more furious. The stingy dragon clan would rather destroy the treasure than give it to others. It wanted to rush out and smash Caesar to pieces, but the heat that came out made it stop thinking about this.
Caesar, who had obtained a weapon, felt more confident. It would be easy to deal with this guy if he didn't dare to come out. He would use scrolls and magic to wear it down first. Every time Caesar released a small fireball, the opponent would angrily spit out several big breaths of dragon's breath. If this continued, even if it was a golden dragon, it would be tired. Moreover, the area under the frost dragon was constantly heating up, which was also consuming the dragon's strength.
While attacking, Caesar approached cautiously and adjusted the fighting spirit in his body. Another fireball was released, and he just waited for the Frost Dragon to attack. As long as it attacked once, it would be his turn.
An unexpected event occurred. The giant dragon actually flew straight towards him, flying out of the range of the red rocks. The overwhelming dragon breath pressed down on him. Even though Caesar reacted quickly enough, he was almost sprayed. His right shoulder down was frozen by the dragon breath. Facing the oncoming dragon tail, he stabbed it fiercely with the nameless longsword in his hand.
Roar~~~
Caesar's sword actually pierced through the indestructible dragon scales, but the dragon's tail did not stop attacking and threw Caesar out again. Caesar also showed extreme toughness. Since the dragon broke the rules of the game, he had nothing to care about. His body shook and the barrier on the surface of the dragon was shattered.
The double-level force attacks continuously, and the sea fighting spirit in the body keeps rotating. It has reached a top-level high speed to supply Caesar's defense and attack consumption. Without the protection of the sea fighting spirit, a single attack from the dragon can shatter Caesar into pieces.
As the man and the dragon fought, Caesar actually led the Frost Dragon out of the dragon's lair and into the vast area outside, where he could display his skills and also left himself a chance.
He took the opportunity to pull out the long sword that was stuck in the dragon's tail and started slashing at the frost dragon wildly. Both the man and the dragon were roaring, one for his own life, the other for the life of others.
The winner takes it all, this is the eternal law of nature!
As soon as it came out of the dragon's cave, the dragon's power was actually increasing. Although there was enough room for Caesar to exert his power in the outside world, the freezing hurricane had a greater impact on him. Now he just hoped to lure other dragons out so that the power of the monster buried in the mountain could be completely unleashed. Since the dragon was so afraid of it, it would definitely give him enough help.
"Human, contain it. I will repay you."
It was ventriloquism again, but it was the Frost Dragon. The voice contained indescribable power and charm. Caesar had no choice. Even if there was a real devil in there, he would still make a deal. The Frost Dragon also felt that power and suddenly shook off Caesar and wanted to return to the dragon's lair. How could Caesar let it succeed? He had to gamble on it for a blessing or a curse!
He leaped onto the dragon's head and grabbed its horn tightly. The dragon's horn is its most noble part, how could it be desecrated by humans? The dragon's anger was imaginable, and its tail swept over directly. It might have been really furious. Although it threw Caesar out, it almost knocked itself out. The dragon was so angry that its huge wings flapped continuously, and a string of dragon language came out of its mouth. Caesar knew the situation was not good when he heard the sound. Even a dragon would use a spell, so its power must be terrifying. It was most likely a forbidden spell of the first level that would kill, a truly destructive forbidden spell.
As expected, as the spell was cast, the surrounding wind stopped instantly, and the temperature dropped dozens of times. Caesar felt that even his sea spirit was about to be frozen, and his will was a little numb. No, he had to get out of the attack range.
Caesar was anxious, and the dragon was even more anxious. From time to time, the dragon's anxious roars could be heard from the Dragon Cliff. Some caves even reflected red light and emitted heat waves, which forced the dragon to speed up the spell.
The ultimate freezing magic - absolute zero!
The dragon used absolute zero that could freeze everything. Everything around was solidifying. Caesar felt that his body was already in a stagnant space and everything was stopped. He spat out a mouthful of blood, but it was frozen just as it left his mouth, and his body was also freezing. The dragon's horns were flashing with a strong silver light. The Dragon King had to be forced into a desperate situation to use this trick. He had to hurry back immediately!
There was a rumbling sound in the belly of the mountain, as if a terrible life was gestating there. This roar made the dragon even more restless. The roars of the dragon on the Dragon Cliff became more and more frequent, and the whole mountain was filled with dragon fighting spirit.
Caesar also knew that it was the most critical moment, he couldn't just give up his life like this, for the last blow, the long sword in his hand slid slowly, and the sea spirit suddenly surged up, the roar was the roar of the soul, the last strength, the unreserved strength, even if it meant death together.
The blockade of absolute zero was temporarily opened to a small area, and the long sword formed a series of swirling energy as Caesar danced. This was already Caesar's semi-instinctive state, and this state of complete combat was also the most terrifying. The moves in the martial arts secrets could be used in a coherent manner in this situation. When the moves were used up, there was no trace of cold air around Caesar, and Caesar's eyes burst out with terrifying light.
——The ruthless sword of heaven.
A blue light burst out from the long sword, radiating out, and the Frost Dragon King, who was releasing the Absolute Zero, was also shocked. He couldn't move quickly after releasing the top forbidden spell, so he could only put his tail in front of him and tear it apart~~~~
The dragon's tail was completely cut off, and the sword energy kept piercing into the dragon's abdomen. The Frost Dragon King howled angrily, and the forbidden spell came suddenly. It never thought that the humble little insect could actually hurt it!
The unknown sword in his hand jingled and turned into crystal fragments and scattered. Caesar had no strength to control his body, and he sighed and fell off the cliff.