"This guy is so tough!"
Looking at the distant, disheveled Three-headed Flame Dragon, David Jones's expression grew more serious.
The neck, being a vital part, had sustained a full-strength blow from Rainbow, yet only a few scales fell off and there was minimal bleeding. What an astonishing defense!
"Frostfall Breath!"
No matter what, the four-meter-long, five-meter wingspan blue flying dragon was nothing more than a pure moving target for Rainbow, who could adjust its size at will.
If one attack doesn't work, then ten!
As long as the Three-headed Flame Dragon was tainted by Frostfall Ashes, even the toughest flying dragon would be defeated in the piercing frosty air.
"Dragon Breath!" Nixon Lowell ordered.
A dragon-shaped flame instantly annihilated the incoming Cold Breath.
Rather than being toyed with by the distant Flood Dragon, it was better to look for an opponent's unintentional flaws during a long, drawn-out battle.
