Chapter 742 Chaos!

A hot white flame column attacked him. Feeling the sudden sense of crisis in his heart, Kotlin chose to dodge without hesitation.

The opponent had two dragons, so he had to be careful.

What's more, the power of this breath had actually caused a warning in his body, and the power was obviously enough to hurt him.

This made it even more impossible to bear it.

Since there was still a little distance between the two sides, and the blazing white breath was not the kind of breath with super fast speed.

Kotlin easily dodged this breath.

However, to his surprise, the dragon in front did not continue to run, but turned around and rushed directly towards him.

Angry?

Kotlin was a little confused.

However, he didn't understand, but since the other party took the initiative to come to the door, he would definitely welcome it with both paws.

The other party was the key to his survival in this crisis.

Thinking of this, Kotlin shook his wings and flew towards Witt as well.

…

“That’s…”

“Breath!”

“Definitely breath!”

Looking at the large white fog that suddenly rose up after falling into the sea, almost covering his entire vision, Sailos was stunned for a moment and couldn’t help talking to himself.

So, the dragon in front was not hunting dragon beasts, but hunting other dragons.

“That’s why the other party showed such a great repulsion to your approach.”

“It’s his approach!”

“I’m not talking to you, I’m talking to him, can you stop trying to make yourself feel important.”

“Next time, you make it clear, I’m Sailos!”

“You can’t hear clearly, and I’m Sailos!”

Thinking about what happened in front of him, Sailos heard the quarrel in his ears and his thoughts were pulled back.

He looked around and said helplessly: "Stop arguing, I'm thinking, do you understand? Thinking requires quiet."

"You don't really think you are Cyros, do you?"

"It's just growing in the middle, controlling the body..."

The full of mocking tone made Cyros feel bad instantly, but then he sighed helplessly.

Forget it, it's all my fault!

"I'm not you!"

"I'm not you either, you should be me!"

"You want to fight!"

"Come on, bite me, let's see if it hurts you or me!"

"..."

Listening to the growing anger in the two voices, Cyros hurriedly changed the subject.

"Stop arguing. We are all Cyros. The question now is whether we should get involved. I always feel that something is not right."

"It's rare that you actually asked for our opinions today."

"My opinion is to see the situation. The battle between two dragons is not so easy to participate in. What's more, what if the other party is in the same group.

This is to attract you over and then join forces to deal with you!"

"Objectively speaking, it is not impossible."

Hearing this, Cyros thought for a while, and then flew forward, saying: "Go over first, the rising water mist is too big, and the situation is not clear."

"Be careful!"

"Don't expose yourself!"

...

Bang!

Accompanied by a violent collision, a silver-white and a dark green, both sides retreated a little.

Needless to say, it was naturally Witt and Sterling.

From the contact between the two sides, it is obvious that Witt has the upper hand.

And it is also a double advantage in strength and physical strength.

After testing these, Witt couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

He is not as strong and strong as him, but he still comes out to hunt other dragons. He must have just woken up.

What, magic?

Do you need to consider magic when fighting him?

Are you kidding? If the opponent can cast any magic except breath, his name will be written backwards.

Don't look at Witt flying for decades when he is on the road.

But during these decades, he has not been idle at all. Any training method that does not require tools can be trained while flying.

In other words, except for not being able to carve magic circles, everything else can be done while flying.

So, his magic has been growing steadily.

On the other hand, Sterling did not show it on his face, but his heart sank.

What's wrong with this dragon? Obviously, the difference in size is not very big, but how come the strength and physical fitness are one level higher than him?

Fortunately, the opponent's level is relatively low, only the high level of gold.

But... is this size really the high level of gold?

If he remembers correctly, isn't the youth necessarily platinum?

Although he was full of doubts, Sterling quickly made a battle plan.

If he couldn't win with strength and physical strength, then use magic!

Although he didn't know where the dragon behind him went and why they didn't fight together, for him, the current situation must be to defeat one of them first, and then deal with the other.

Whether it's escaping or fighting to the death, it must be done this way.

Thinking this in his heart, Sterling's lips began to move when he flew backwards.

However, what surprised him was that the dragon on the opposite side also began to chant the same spell.

Sterling was almost stunned.

Isn't the other party compatible with the elements of water and fire?

Moreover, when chanting the spell, there was not even a response from the dark element.

Soon, Sterling reacted, and at the same time, a trace of anger rose in his heart.

Are you mocking me?

Haha, you will soon know the consequences of doing this!

Thinking this in his heart, Sterling calmed down, and with the blessing of anger, the spell that had not been completed just now was completed at a speed beyond his previous level, and then...

No more!

Even though Sterling, who survived all the way in the dangerous wilderness and had superb combat skills, was stunned.

The magic that he could choose to deal with enemies of Witt's level must be the magic that he was most familiar with and had the deepest understanding of.

But just now, he actually failed!

However, Sterling was a dragon that grew up in the wild, and his fighting sense was quite sharp.

After being stunned for a while, he came back to his senses, and without any hesitation, he folded his wings and plunged down.

The sound of breaking wind above his head showed how correct his choice was.

At the same time, he had a general idea of ​​the failure of his best magic release.

When the node was constructed to the end, the mental power of the node construction was dispersed.

In other words, the opponent's mocking spell just now was not an attempt to influence his magic release verbally and psychologically, but actually to attack the elemental node he constructed.

As for the spell, it was probably to calculate the speed and progress of his elemental node construction.

What a powerful method!

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