Ashen Dragon

At this moment, a fire portal abruptly appeared in the snowy white realm.

"Such an interesting fluctuation..."

A noble youth with black hair and golden eyes walked out from it, and immediately his entire body sparkled with tiny flickers of magical aura, suddenly swelling into an enormous red dragon nearly twenty meters long.

With the appearance of the red dragon, the high-temperature heat spread around, causing magma to surge from the snow-covered ground, and the intense blizzard was blocked.

The frost on Dolores' body also slowly receded, turning into flowing water, but he collapsed to the ground with weak breaths.

[Dragon's Breath]

Cassius lightly waved his claw, and beams of light descended from the sky, carrying the purest vitality of dragons, healing the frostbite inside the Dragon Vein Goblin and saving his life.

"Master..."
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"You're... here..."

Dolores, lying on the ground and barely alive, weakly opened his eyes and struggled to speak, his heart filled with the disappointment of being easily defeated and nearly killed.

"Forgive my... incompetence..."

Seeing Dolores out of danger, the red dragon no longer paid attention to him, instead looking thoughtfully at Duke Oliver in midair and the swirling snowstorm around him.

"Such powerful frost powers."

"But the person harnessing this power is too weak."

In Cassius' eyes, the only thing worth noting was the horn behind Duke Oliver. The human with the Frost Giant bloodline was merely an insignificant vessel.

Seeing the red dragon's arrival, Duke Oliver's seething hatred from his Frost Giant blood toward dragons combined with his own grudges, and a surge of anger filled his heart.

"Damn red dragon!"

"I'll show you what frost truly is!"

He directed the wind and snow toward the red dragon. The violent storm, filled with ice shards and an endless chill, ravaged toward the dragon.

[Agile as a Dragon]

The surface of Cassius' wings was infused with spatial power, making his flying speed incredibly frightening, turning his whole body into a blur, easily evading the snowstorm like a phantom.

"Swish—"

The red dragon swiftly soared over the ground, flying directly above Duke Oliver, but he didn't rush to attack, instead stopping leisurely.

Cassius looked down disdainfully at Duke Oliver.

"A decent spell."

"But can you truly control this power?"

"Pathetic bastard."

Seeing the contempt in the red dragon's golden slit eyes, Duke Oliver became even more furious.

"How dare you—"

From a young age, he was indoctrinated by his family to obey the orders of the Boske Duchy and serve them obediently.

Though those Northern Nobility politely addressed him as "His Grace" on the surface, they secretly mocked him as the so-called "Loyal Dog Duke" or "Lord Barbarian."

He never had the power to make his own choices and could only timidly follow under the wings of the Boske Duchy, leading to his twisted personality, arrogant yet inferior, often venting his anger on his subjects.

Now, possessing unimaginable power enough to control everything, he was still despised by this red dragon.

That contemptuous gaze was all too familiar, one he had endured silently from childhood to now!

Duke Oliver's eyes flashed with intense cold light, runes on his body flickering as he shouted toward the sky:

"Worm, I'll kill you!"

With his roar, ice cones erupted from the ground, stabbing at the red dragon in midair.

Cassius still looked at him with disdain, his chest glowing with intense red light, energy building up in his throat, and then spewing out.

[Extremely Effective Flame Breath]

Far more concentrated than frost power, the gathered fire elements formed a blazing white pillar of fire, effortlessly tearing through wind and snow, shattering ice cones, and evaporating all the surrounding ice and snow.

But he didn't use the flames to further attack Oliver, instead closing his mouth leisurely, mocking him.

"Is that all?"

"Duke Oliver, in my eyes, you are merely a good dog tied to that horn."

Cassius said calmly.

He was provoking Duke Oliver, just wanting to see what this guy with the Frost Giant bloodline could do under the horn's blessing.

This guy's use of Eternal Frost Power was too superficial; he couldn't even gather elements at a single point, just wasting power like a frenzied dog.

Therefore, in Cassius' eyes, Duke Oliver was no threat at all but rather an experimental opportunity.

To experiment with the horn's capability.

Perhaps by coincidence or intentional, the red dragon's words were exactly what Duke Oliver wanted to hear, completely igniting his rage.

"You're asking for death!"

"I'll make you sleep forever!"

Oliver roared recklessly.

He took the horn from his back and blew it, extreme cold air poured out from the horn, creating a never-ending intense snowstorm in the sky.

"Buzz—"

The horn's sound echoed through the clouds, and an even more violent snowstorm appeared in the sky, the chill feeling even made the red dragon feel threatened, his body as if plunged into an ice cave.

Cassius spewed fierce flames, the flames forming a wall blocking the invasion of cold air, and he watched Oliver blowing the horn, a spark lighting up in his eyes.

"This fluctuation has reached the Legendary Level."

"Unexpected gain, who knew this horn could actually allow a mortal to use Legendary Level power."

"However... his time is running out."

In Cassius' eyes, Oliver now looked like a bomb ready to explode anytime, his body filled with uncontrollable power.

"Come, attack me!"

"Let me see your power!"

The red dragon still sneered, slowly flapping his wings amidst the storm, hovering midair through spatial power, with flames dancing in the air with his wingbeats.

Oliver, almost losing his mind, extended his palm, from which extreme cold poured out like a rushing river.

"No, not enough..."

"Need... more power!"

"To kill that red dragon!"

Oliver continued to greedily draw the power from the horn, the Eternal Frost Power resonating with his bloodline, the ice-blue runes on his body glowing brighter and more blinding.

The power poured out as cold air.

"Boom—"

The tidal wave of cold air washed over the red dragon's body, but the huge dragon body vanished out of thin air. The missed cold air formed several meter-high grim ice cones on the ground.

It turned out that was just an incarnation of flames!

With Oliver's spell skills, he couldn't even discern the simplest flame incarnation, pouring all his power into the incarnation.

The real red dragon had long used the terrifying speed brought by [Agile as a Dragon] to silently appear behind him.

"Experiment finished, your life should end as well."

"Truly—pathetic fellow."

Cassius casually swiped his claw.

He only used the most basic Dragon's Trickery.

The reason was simple, Duke Oliver now had Legendary Level energy output, but no corresponding defensive means or control ability.

If not blocked by the snowstorm and unable to get close, even Dolores could easily chop Oliver into minced meat.

[Scratch Technique]

A claw-shaped magical field appeared behind Oliver, easily slashing through his fragile, untrained body.

As the red dragon tore through Duke Oliver's body, the Eternal Frost Power, barely maintained by his bloodline, finally lost balance and exploded completely!

"I clearly hit—"

"No—"

Cold light seeped from his mouth, nose, and eyes.

Duke Oliver's inflated body, from absorbing power, burst open like a balloon, sharp ice cones erupting from the wounds, rolling white mist spreading over them.

Eventually, his entire body turned into irregular extreme-cold crystals, like a glacier buried underground for millennia.

The horn fell to the ground, lying there quietly, its runes dimming, and the snowstorm in the sky gradually ceasing.

"Tsk, a guy blinded by power, a hybrid Frost Giant with a bloodline diluted who knows how many times..."

"Thinking he could fight a dragon single-handedly just because he had a racial relic? Truly clueless."

Cassius watched the ice crystal, lamenting.