Caesar breathed heavily. His heart was beating like a war drum. He stared at the Mad Clamour not far away. He was so calm, but there seemed to be some kind of monster in his eyes that was about to crawl out.
"Come on, Caesar."
The White Dragon looked down at Lucien. Every syllable it uttered was like the roar of thunder clouds colliding with each other. "Although the Arcana Center is not completed yet, I can't wait. This is the purpose of my trip!"
After that, the White Dragon suddenly raised its head. This time, it was not talking nonsense. Instead, it was chanting a deafening chant. The elemental turbulence in the air was guided by the White Dragon. After the ice element condensed, it suddenly exploded. It looked like beautiful and deadly ice flowers were blooming in the sky.
"Severe Ice Prison!"
"Dustless Land."
Caesar said calmly. The exploding ice flowers stopped in front of him. The violent elemental turbulence suddenly became absolutely still. Then, it all disappeared, as if it was sucked into another space.
"I knew it. I know all about your little tricks."
The rumbling echoes echoed under the dome. The White Dragon flapped its wings and flew up a little. "You're in such a hurry to use your ultimate skills so early. You're going to die!"
"Reality Distortion!"
"Wild Dragon Mystique!"
"Polar Night Shatter!"
It seemed to know that Caesar had the ability to clear spells and super high magic resistance. It knew that low-level spells would not be a threat to this guy. Therefore, when Caesar used the ability to clear spells, the White Dragon immediately cast three spells in a row.
These spells were beyond the scope of normal spells. Even the Strength Dragon, which was known to be immune to magic, could not completely ignore their power. Caesar would be greatly weakened even if he did not die. After that, the Mad Clamour firmly grasped the initiative of the battle.
Indiscriminate Clear appeared again. All the effects of the spells were wiped out at the same time.
"Dustless Land."
Caesar's voice turned the White Dragon's premeditated plan into nothingness. "I've been asleep for fifty years. It's time for you to update your information."
The Black Dragon's scales flickered with streaks of pale golden radiance. After converting the Divine Flame and Divinity into antimatter modules and Singularity Furnace, Caesar began his metamorphosis into an ultimate lifeform. The slumber this time had been very effective for him. He had become a complete Psionic Controller, and his use of his Command ability had deepened. The previous restrictions on the number of times and cooldowns could no longer bind Caesar.
This meant that as long as the Black Dragon wanted to, he could stay where he was and release the Spotless Land limitlessly to counteract all incoming spells.
One could only imagine how embarrassing that scene would be for Mad Clamour.
However, if they really fought in this way, Caesar's consumption would be much faster than the White Dragon's. The other party was one of the most powerful Dragon Mages in the Astral Plane. Even if that body was just a clone, it still had a frightening amount of mana storage. When Caesar's psionic energy was exhausted, defeat would be a foregone conclusion.
"Bloom."
The Black Dragon activated the Singularity Furnace, and a large number of particles were instantly created by energy conversion. Under the pressure of the Singularity Furnace, they accelerated and collided with each other, burning continuously until they finally lost control and exploded.
Light and heat drowned everything. A mushroom cloud spewing flames rose slowly. Caesar let out a deafening roar, flapped his wings, and broke through the sound barrier in an instant, rushing out of the clouds in flames.
He knew that nuclear explosions had no effect on Mad Clamour. Psionic energy and spells could not defeat Mad Clamour either. If he wanted to win, he had to use the method he was best at.
The White Dragon retreated with a whoosh and cast a dozen buff spells on himself. At the same time, he put on a set of extremely high-tech dynamic armor, and a pair of claws and wings grew out of thin air, turning into a strange six-clawed, four-winged creature.
"Ha, that's it."
The White Dragon laughed crazily, showing his fangs and claws. He shrank his body to the same size as Caesar. "A real man's battle in the sky. Bring it on!"
Although he was shouting arrogantly on the surface, Mad Clamour was actually very calm. He cast a number of constant detection spells around him, which could detect all the changes in the data around him. Under the buff effect, his reaction speed and control of his body had also increased by several levels. He was not afraid of close-range combat at all.
The following battle was like thunder in the sky for a dragon of Margosos' level. The bursting light illuminated the dark world again and again. The two figures shuttled back and forth. Ice and fire roared at each other. Powerful magic summoned the elements of the entire space, and then dispersed them in an instant.
But for Caesar and Mad Clamour, every collision was a fatal confrontation. The energy of ultra-high temperature and ultra-low temperature alternately cut through the clouds, and also stabbed the two sides in the confrontation. They made a huge hole in the clouds, but it was quickly filled by the surrounding clouds.
The White Dragon's fighting style was quite strange. Under the buff of the dynamic armor, it could control its body at will, and was not limited by the shape and size of its body. This guy could twist its joints in an anti-biological way, and when it reached the limit, it could enlarge and lengthen its claws to create an unpredictable attack range.
And as long as its attack slightly grazed Caesar's scales, the white frost flame would leave a patch of frostbite. This kind of injury could not be healed even by Caesar's molten core temperature.
However, Mad Clamour did not have it easy either. As long as he got close to the Black Dragon, he would immediately be eroded by the overflowing golden particles. These terrible particles were a kind of damage to him. His neural circuits were disturbed, and all kinds of terrible illusions appeared in his mind and disappeared immediately. If he was close to the Black Dragon for a long time, he could even hear the strange murmurs.
This was the battle between mutated dragons. They were both the chosen ones, the only ones. To win, they had to do anything.
Their battlefield went from Galanoud to Victorre, then to the West Coast, and finally left the land and went to the sky above the sea. The radiation dragons that came to investigate were all frightened by the abyssal dragon's might and did not dare to approach this area. There were a few times when they skimmed over the sea, but the monstrous waves only reached the highest point a few seconds after they left. The Northern Dawn Fleet, which was responsible for monitoring the coastal waters, was forced to sound the Level 1 battle alarm.
The dense dark clouds suddenly shattered, and both sides collided like meteors before bouncing off. Before they even touched the surface of the sea, a powerful transcendental spell had already been released. The domain of extreme cold quickly expanded, and the seawater, the battleships, and even the fish swimming in the water quickly froze.
Before the domain was formed, the effect of [Clear] followed. After offsetting the reaction force, Caesar did not stop for a moment and immediately pounced on Mad Clamour. Now was his chance. He used the means to win: when there was not much psionic energy left, he released the Dustless Land for the second time, then the third time, the fourth time …
No matter how it was armed, the White Dragon was still a mage in nature and was not good at close combat. Without the buff spells and the buff of the dynamic armor, Mad Clamour's real combat skills were not even as good as the Balrog King Azliers.
The continuous release of the Dustless Land expanded the effective range, and all the buff spells on Mad Clamour disappeared. Even the magic transmission of the dynamic armor was stagnant for a moment. At this moment, Caesar's ferocious and terrifying head was already in front of the White Dragon, followed by a fierce swing of his tail. Like a thick black lightning bolt, he whipped at the White Dragon's body.
Mad Clamour subconsciously stretched out his claws to grab it, but was blasted away by the huge force and smashed into the sea. Wild waves rose up into the sky and then fell back down like a storm.
Without waiting for Mad Clamour to get up, Caesar rushed forward again and pressed his right claw on the White Dragon's neck. Then, the sound of metal cracking could be heard. The armor on the White Dragon's body was broken by Caesar!
Then, using his body to press against the White Dragon's back, he grabbed one of its flapping wings and pulled it cleanly. Ignoring the sound of bones breaking, he opened his mouth and bit down on the White Dragon's shoulder. This bite was fierce and ruthless. A large piece of flesh was torn off the White Dragon's back, and Caesar held it in his mouth. Blood spurted out and dyed the sea dark red.
"Hehehehehe." Mad Clamour was actually laughing. "… Idiot."
In the next second, hundreds of bones grew out of the White Dragon's body. These terrifying bone spurs were sharper than knives. They pierced through Caesar's body almost without giving him any time to react. They pierced through his abdomen and protruded out of his back, throwing the Black Dragon into the air.
Caesar slowly landed on the ground. His broken scales were bleeding from countless holes in his body.
"Hmph, there's no point in being restrained. If it weren't for the suppression of the realm, you would've died a long time ago."
The White Dragon lying on the sea made a dissatisfied sound. As the sound came out, the strange mask slowly came out of the White Dragon's body. It was carried by a cold wind and flew high to the top of the world. "Black scaled bastard, we'll meet again. A real … goodbye."
The mask passed through the realm wall and left Airadia.