Chapter 897 A dragon that looks domineering!
He turned his head back!
Turned back!
Back!
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Gekkai looked at Witte in disbelief.
What did he just see?
Their eyes met, and then it should be an invitation to fight?
How can you turn your head back!
And what was that look of disdain just now? He was not mistaken, he was definitely not mistaken, that was a look of disdain!
Okay…
After Witte saw the fight between Celine and Ni, he was indeed a little excited.
But he was not yet at the point of being hungry and choosing food.
Compared to Gekkai, Witte would rather fight with Ni.
The strength of the surface is not applicable to Witte here.
The current Witte, with Amethyst as a dragon, is likely to cast magic in front of him.
A silver dragon of the lower platinum level, except for breathing, can't cast any magic. In this case, what can Gekai use to fight him?
Using his thickest part, it can hit Witte's arm as thick as his wrist?
Don't joke!
Speaking of the strength of the physical body, the nearly 100-meter difference in size alone is destined to make Gekai and Witte's body turn over, even a wave.
After being banned by Witte, Witte just stood there and let the opponent attack him with all means except breathing. He didn't even lose a dragon scale.
Of course, it's not that Gekai is strong enough, but that he was defeated by Witte.
Just like the dragon at the beginning, Otis!
Thinking so in his heart, when Witte was about to continue watching the battle, a touch of gold flashed from the corner of his eye.
Witt looked over subconsciously, and then his eyes suddenly lit up.
Realizing that he was underestimated by Witt, Gekai reacted and was about to challenge Witt in the name of rectification, but he saw Witt suddenly turned his head and looked into the distance, and then flew away...gone...gone...
After a brief silence, Gekai turned his head and looked at Kotlin.
"Am I weak?"
Hearing this, Kotlin raised his head with a blank face and looked at Gekai.
"What did you just say?"
"..."
There was another silence, and Gekai sighed.
"Nothing, let's continue watching the battle!"
As he said that, Gekai turned his head and looked at Witt who was flying away.
But then, his eyes lit up.
It was only at this time that Gekai noticed that in the direction where Witt flew, there was a dragon that was much smaller than Witt.
Realizing what was about to happen, Gekai hurriedly chased after Witt.
He wanted to see what qualifications this mutated silver dragon had to show him such a disgusted look!
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Gerke was right. Witt did stare at the strange dragon, or rather, it was not completely strange.
This was a different species of dragon that he had never seen before.
However, the other party's body still had a lot of characteristics belonging to the golden dragon.
In short, this should be a mutated golden dragon.
The whole body was golden rhombus-shaped dragon scales, which looked so golden.
The dragon wings were very large. When spread out, they were about 2.5 times the length of the body, and the body was covered with fine golden scales.
The body was very strong, and it was obvious that it was a dragon that was good at close combat.
A pair of dragon horns on the top of the head spiraled backwards.
The dragon tail was short and thick, with a rhombus-shaped dark golden crystal at the end.
When the body moved, sometimes the large yellowish plate armor on the abdomen was exposed.
Of course, Witt said that the other party was a mutant golden dragon, naturally because of the dazzling golden color of the other party. In addition to the golden dragon, there is no other golden dragon.
The reason why Witt dared to be so sure was that the dragon scales of the other party had a metallic luster!
The golden dragon scales with a metallic luster were a unique feature of the golden dragon among the metal dragons.
As long as there was the characteristic of metallic luster, no matter how strange the other party looked, it was enough to firmly recognize that the other party was a mutant of the metal dragon.
Moreover, the arrogant look of the other party, who looked down at the others, was the same style as the golden dragon.
When Witt approached the other party, the dragon sensed Witt's breath.
The head moved slightly, the body straightened instantly, and the eyes looked down diagonally, a dead look of "come and beat me if you have the ability", no escape, it was a golden dragon!
Or the kind with very pure blood.
If they had encountered the poison of life, Ao and Isa would be like this when they grew up.
Anyway, they were like this when they were young.
When Witt was thinking about this, he had already stood opposite the other party.
Uh... okay!
I have to admit that when the four-legged dragon and the two-legged dragon look at each other, they are indeed at a disadvantage.
Judging from the body length alone, the other party is even smaller than Witt, about 100-12 meters, while Witt is 105 meters.
But in terms of size, the other party crushes Witt.
Just enough to show the other party's look of looking down on everything!
Witt can only look up at the other party.
This works!
So, Witt flew up again, and only hovered in the air when his eyes were level.
"Starry Sky Dragon, Witt!"
After hearing Witt's words, the slightly low voice of the mutant golden dragon sounded.
"The King of Dragons, Caesar!"
"..."
Witt was silent for a moment, then looked at the other party strangely.
Well, it was another dragon with a dark history in its infancy. When the other party mentioned the name of his race, Witt saw a familiar embarrassment.
The embarrassment was exactly the same as when he mentioned his racial name!
In terms of hiding emotions, the other party is obviously better than Werther.
With this thought in his mind, Werther pointed at another field in the distance.
"Want a fight?"
As he said that, Werther stared at the other party with burning eyes.
뀖The body size of 100 meters shows that the other party is more than a thousand years older than him.
The opponent's strength illustrates this point.
Platinum high!
The age gap of more than a thousand years and the strength of Platinum's high level showed that this was a powerful dragon whose effort level was much lower than his.
To be honest, facing such a confrontation, he can guarantee that he will win.
Uh... Of course, this is when the two ultimate powers and time magic are excluded.
And excluding these circumstances, if Celine is more than a thousand years older than him, Werther is sure that he is definitely not Celine's match.
From this perspective, aside from the physical difference, Celine's magical talent is actually slightly higher than that of Werther.
This point has already been reflected in its realization.
With the two sides standing and moving, fighting each other's magic, Celine's magic must have hit Werther first.
Of course, the gap in this aspect is actually because Werther is traveling while Celine concentrates on magic.
놊Mention these!
놇After hearing Werther's words, Caesar did not hesitate at all, and his eyes even brightened.
Obviously, he 껩놇 is waiting for a match.
However, there were really too few dragons who dared to challenge him. When Witte came just now, although he was looking forward to it, he was secretly worried whether Witte was just here to ask for directions.
"Then let's fight!"
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