The black spot on the horizon was getting closer and closer, and Amos finally saw what kind of species this was. It was a silver dragon.
From the outside, the silver dragon and the white dragon were the closest real dragons. The scales of the two were similar in colour and body shape, but their temperaments were vastly different. The silver dragon was synonymous with elegance and wisdom, while the white dragon was evil. The name of shame still lied on Amos.
Although the silver dragon and the white dragon looked similar, they were enemies.
Silver dragons mostly belonged to the lawful righteous faction, while the white dragons were from chaotic evil factions. They were born with different characters. White dragons couldn't understand the silver dragons, while silver dragons also looked down on the mentally retarded children of white dragons.
In addition, both liked to live at the top of the world. The chance of encountering a white dragon and silver dragon was much higher than that of other dragons. Therefore, there would always be fierce conflicts between the two because of turf battles. So the contradiction between the two races was unforgettable and they were all recorded in their dragon heritage. When all the white dragons were born, they knew that the silver dragon was their enemy, and so did the silver dragons.
Therefore, the white dragon and the silver dragon would fight almost as soon as they met. Moreover, the battle was often provoked by the white dragon, and then severely finished by the silver dragon, and the white dragon would bear the hate for it.
That's right, it was just a beating, and rarely did they take a dragon's life. All true dragons, unless they were life and death foes, would not kill each other. In the meantime, forced slavery was a common occurrence between evil dragons, which was not the case for good dragons, because good dragons generally had a family as a backing.
Amos looked at the silver dragon flying straight to the island, flapped his wings to greet him, and intercepted it in mid-air.
Amos was hovering in front of the silver dragon, looking at his kind. This silver dragon was about the same size as him. It seemed that he had just entered adolescence. From the perspective of dragon aesthetics, it was a beautiful female dragon.
But Amos had no affection for this uninvited dragon.
The silver dragon was a little surprised when she saw the same kind flying up, "White dragon! What are you doing here!"
The silver dragon's voice was clear and sweet, but her words were not very pleasant. Amos was very upset with her questioning tone.
Lord White Dragon pointed at the silver dragon with his nostrils, and sprayed two white breaths, "I should ask you this, why are you here?"
Seeing Amos's rude behaviour, the silver dragon did not intend to start a fight, and frowned, "I was passing by and was attracted by the fire. Did you set this fire? You have to put it out quickly."
Silver dragon finished speaking, trying to get around Amos, craning her neck to look at the situation of the island.
Amos moved his body to block the silver dragon's sight, "I did not start the fire, and we will deal with it. Miss Silver Dragon, please leave here immediately."
The silver dragon saw Amos blocking its way and blocking its sight and understood what the white dragon was trying to hide in front of her. It was even more puzzling and asked in a severe tone, "Could it be, are you doing something suspicious?"
At this time, a fireball flew out of the burning woods, rose to a certain height, and exploded.
A fire broke out in Amos' heart. Damn archmage!
The silver dragon was shocked, "Someone is in the fire?!"
She then angrily accused loudly, "You hopeless villains, actually want to burn these poor creatures alive!"
Amos felt a headache, and said, "Subjective imagination! Often deviates from the facts! I advise you to get out of here!"
"Leave? I want to educate you guys!"
The silver dragon rushed forward after speaking, and Amos was also very angry. This indiscriminate virgin bitch, really made him angry.
Two giant dragons fought in the air. On the island, the dragon siblings saw this, flapping their wings, they flew into the sky.
In the woods, Bruce looked at the white dragon flying into the sky, "Quick! Our allies need help."
The wizard team cast spells collectively, opening up a safe passage in the woods where the fire was no longer so vigorous.
"Warriors! Charge!"
The dragon siblings looked at the human beings rushing out of the fire forest, and then at the elder brother who was fighting with the silver dragon, they didn't know who to help.
"Don't worry about me! Destroy the enemy!"
Dragon siblings heard the words and rushed towards the human battlefield below.
Amos was distracted, and the silver dragon seized the opportunity and swung her tail. A fierce pain came from the place where he was hit. Amos quickly concentrated on dealing with the enemy in front of him.
Amos and the silver dragon both became more surprised as they fought. Amos discovered that the silver dragon in front of him was also a real professional, and her level was not low.
While the silver dragon's heart was even more surprised, her strength among the metal dragons was already among the best, and the white dragon in front of her looked not as big as her.
His strength was the same as her, when did the white dragons become so strong?!
The two sides were evenly matched, and the silver dragon could fight for the whole day without worry, but Amos was worried about the battlefield below, so he intended to go all out.
Amos looked gloomy, "I'll give you one last chance! Get out of here!"
The silver dragon replied disdainfully, "Pooh! Dream on!"
Amos no longer talked nonsense, there were always some people who did not cry without seeing the coffin.
"Wartime assist mode on!"
Amos's mental power radiated, and everything around him appeared in front of his vision, ranging from the trembling of the silver dragon's scales to the small amount of dust floating in the air.
The silver dragon felt a chill assault her and felt that the white dragon in front of her had become different. He was still anxious and annoyed just now, but now it had become rational and cold, making her tremble.
Amos moved. Although the speed did not increase, it gave the silver dragon a weird feeling that the attack could not be avoided.
Soon, she found that this was not an illusion. No matter how she dodged, the white dragon could always take a step faster and predict her position in advance, as if he had run into it on his initiative.
She tried a variety of fake moves, used magic, or dived into the clouds, but she could not escape the white dragon's poisonous hand.
The silver dragon was so embarrassed that she almost cried. When have I ever been cornered like this? He cannot be beaten if I attack passively anymore!
Cloud Slam!
The silver dragon slammed at Amos's claw and used magic to speed up suddenly, and pulled away. She flapped her wings and hovered upright in mid-air, looking bitterly at the hateful white dragon.
Amos discovered that between the silver dragon's neck and chest there was a huge inverted silver scale inlaid with scales of similar size; it was the size of mature dragons'.
The silver dragon triggered the attached magic of the scales on the chest. The scales emitted a dazzling silver light. A mass of strange energy like flowing mercury gushed out from the scales, spreading on the surface of the silver dragon, and enveloped her. The protective film had a light covering it!
Amos's pupils contracted, this breath! Legendary equipment?