However, the Netherworld Soul Flame spat out by the little Netherworld Dragon was attached to the golden phantom and showed no signs of disappearing. Gilbert frowned.
He had long known that these black flames were relatively difficult to deal with, but he did not expect them to be this difficult.
Not only could it easily get attached, but it also emitted a cold and corrosive aura.
Even the golden titan phantom on his body was constantly corroded.
Although this corrosion speed was very slow, it was still somewhat unbearable for Gilbert.
Looking at the two bone dragons that were heading towards him, Gilbert roared angrily and directly welcomed the two bone dragons.
Arriving in front of the two bone dragons, Gilbert directly stretched out his fist and directly shattered the skull of a bone dragon.
Then, Gilbert grabbed at the air with both hands, and the golden phantom on his body directly grabbed the other bone dragon.
