novelraw Chapter 225: Battle with the Silver Dragon
Chapter 225: Battle with the Silver Dragon
Deborah and her brass dragon mother retreated to the right peak of Dragon Valley, making space for the 'sparring' red iron dragon and silver dragon.
"Will they be okay? They don't look like they're going for a simple spar."
Her gaze falling upon the two tense dragon figures, Deborah couldn't help but whisper with concern.
"Don't worry, no need to worry about Garoth. Your father knows his limits and won't go too far."
Hearing her mother's words, Deborah blinked her eyes and lowered her voice: "Well... actually, I'm not worried about Garoth."
Without using spell-like abilities or class skills.
Under these circumstances, Deborah didn't have high hopes for her old father.
She had seen how Garoth fought and clearly understood how ferocious he could be in combat.
That rugged, menacing body wasn't just dangerous in appearance—it contained extraordinary power, and the red iron dragon's rationality was sufficient to perfectly control it, allowing for exceptional performance.
The silver dragon father was using his weaknesses to clash with Garoth's strengths.Even though there was a significant gap in their life levels.
The outcome was truly hard to predict.
"Not worried about Garoth?"
"Then what are you worried about?"
The brass dragon Serena looked somewhat puzzled, tilting her head, but she didn't inquire further, focusing more on the impending battle.
At this moment, the pre-dawn sky was gray-blue, like an endless, undivided piece of dark gemstone, casting a dim, glowing light.
Silver dragon Edri, having revealed his true form, spread his wings, with ice-crystal-like luster flowing across his wing membranes.
He didn't use any spell-like abilities, but the natural dragon might of an adult silver dragon still made the surrounding air feel stagnant, as if even the wind fearfully avoided this area.
The dragon might was imposing.
His physical strength wasn't as great as the red iron dragon's.
But his agile dragon body, a full twenty-five meters long and hardly slender, overall exerted more pressure than the red iron dragon.
Garoth took a deep breath, his frostburst scales slightly trembling, sword-like spikes ringing sharply, all his muscles already tightened like steel wires, ready to erupt with immense power at any moment, standing vigilant.
Silver dragon Edri moved first.
He beat his wings, closing in on Garoth.
Not with a savage impact, but with elegant and precise movements that were extremely fast.
The silver dragon approached, his foreclaws shooting out like lightning—before the claws even arrived, the sharp cold pressure had already cut against Garoth's faceplate.
He suddenly turned sideways, avoiding the silver dragon's attack while flames ignited on his claws, his claw fingers—sharper than blades—glowing red like branding irons, whistling as they tore toward the silver dragon's head.
A dull impact sound exploded.
Edri's left forelimb rose, muscle fibers instantly tightening like tempered steel wires, forcibly taking this blow. His mithril-like scales didn't shatter, only slightly denting and cracking.
The silver dragon sneered coldly, his right claw changing trajectory and pressing down like a silver moon falling to earth, tracing a cold arc aimed directly at the red iron dragon's neck.
Garoth suddenly turned his head, raising his shoulder to collide.
The silver dragon's massive claw struck the red iron dragon's body, nearly covering half of Garoth's smaller frame due to their size difference.
Garoth felt as if he'd been hit by a mountain of cold iron.
The rugged, sharp spikes on his body broke one by one, crushed by the silver dragon's giant claw, then regenerated at visible speed.
The surrounding frostburst scales cracked and collapsed while absorbing kinetic energy.
While Garoth felt icy cold throughout his body, thermal energy was gradually accumulating inside him, intensely hot and boiling.
Under the silver dragon's slightly surprised gaze, the red iron dragon suddenly raised his head.
He fearlessly met the attack with his head covered in the thickest ridged armor, his rugged, skyward-pointing dragon horns transforming into the most formidable weapons at this moment, thrusting toward the silver dragon's jaw.
A metallic collision-like roar spread with shockwaves, causing the air to ripple with vibrations.
The silver dragon possessed battle-tested combat skills and didn't allow the red iron dragon's headbutt to land directly on him.
In the sky, Edri was forced to slide back half a step by this brute force, his hand claw stinging intensely, pierced through his fine scale defense by the seemingly indestructible dragon horn, tearing through flesh.
Garoth felt his skull ringing.
Edri's bone density, scale hardness, body strength... exceeded his expectations.
Silver dragons were often compared to red dragons and were never famous for physical strength.
But this was in comparison to red dragons' physique.
Silver dragons' physiques were stronger than most dragon kinds—among metallic dragons, only weaker than gold dragons; among five-colored dragons, only weaker than red dragons.
"Red iron whelp, got you now."
The silver dragon father grinned, actually showing something of a wicked dragon's expression.
Crack—— Tear!
His hand claw erupted with power, allowing the red iron dragon's horn to dig deeper into his flesh while simultaneously clamping down like iron pincers, single-handedly enveloping and gripping the red iron dragon's head.
He endured the pain and tightened his hooked claws, willing to let the dragon horn tear through his flesh to lock Garoth's head in place.
Falling on the red iron dragon's body, it instantly turned into clusters of ice crystals.
Garoth felt his head being tightly constrained while piercing cold invaded his brain, freezing his mind icy cold, making his thoughts somewhat stiff and reactions sluggish.
In this brief moment of sluggishness,
The silver dragon held the red iron dragon's head with one claw while the other hand claw rained down on the red iron dragon's body relentlessly, like a violent storm.
The red iron dragon now appeared to be getting beaten unilaterally.
The silver dragon clearly knew that this damnable red iron whelp had almost maxed out defense and counterattack capabilities—he hadn't truly been injured so far.
Instead, it was him—his hand claw was pierced by many broken spikes, torn open by the dragon horn, already having lost considerable blood.
Those spikes were regenerating at ultra-high speed and were exceptionally sharp.
He suffered some injury with every attack he made.
Moreover, he had long noticed that the red iron dragon had double-layered dragon scales—while it seemed the scales were collapsing now with broken scales flying everywhere, it was actually inconsequential.
The silver dragon's thoughts flashed like lightning, his attacks becoming more swift and fierce.
The suppressed Garoth didn't resist fiercely, only protecting some weak points while quietly enduring the adult silver dragon's 'beating'. Meanwhile, as the frostburst scales shattered, his internal thermal energy value kept rising.
Soon.
Under the silver dragon's fierce onslaught, the red iron dragon's surface scales were almost completely shattered and broken, revealing the inner layer of hard scales—black-based with red patterns.
The silver dragon's face showed a pleased smile, then suddenly stiffened.