Red Dragon has magic

Chapter 314 Third Party

Silver dragons often come into conflict with red dragons, in part because the two often lair in similar terrain and in part because silver dragons despise the red dragons' love of blood and penchant for destruction.

The one who knows you better than you do is your opponent. Silver dragons may know red dragons better than red dragons do. The most greedy true dragons, arrogant tyrants, violent robbers...

In this situation, Isili would never believe that Leon was a red dragon. In her mind, Leon had no major problems except that he liked to joke and brag. He would pay for meals, say thank you when he was helped, and hated evil and showed no mercy to those cultists...

"These glasses seem to be broken." Isili frowned and took off her glasses, put her hands down, wiped the lenses with her sleeves, and then put them back on, but there was no change.

“How could such a precious magic item break just like that?” Leon said with a smile.

"But it shows that you are a red dragon, a red dragon."

Isili danced with joy and said, "You can't be a red dragon. You don't know how greedy, arrogant, conceited, self-righteous, vicious, and vengeful red dragons are. They are the prototype of evil dragons in all cultures... They don't even let their own kind go. They will attack and kill the weak among their own kind and occupy their nests."

Isilie talked a lot and even the talkative brass dragon couldn't compare to her when she complained about the red dragon.

"But the red dragon who considers himself the king, ranking first among the colored dragons... no, among all dragons, and the other dragons are inferior to him, and the whole world and all creatures must obey his orders, is ultimately no match for the silver dragon." Isili suddenly laughed.

In the fight between a red dragon and a silver dragon, the silver dragon usually has the upper hand. The reason is simple: red dragons like to be alone, while silver dragons have quite a lot of friends, most of whom are humanoid creatures. Powerful humans and elves are no weaker than dragons.

After complaining for a while, Isili was satisfied and said, "You didn't care at all about which pair of glasses I used just now. Did you know that this pair of glasses was broken?"

Leon shook his head and said, “I’m not that capable yet.”

"Well... count your luck, this pair of glasses just happened to be broken." Isili said, "It's nothing, I'm leaving now."

"Just leaving like that?" Leon said, "Don't you want to know my true identity?"

"Don't you want to?" Isili asked back.

"I can tell you directly." Leon was a little fed up.

"No, I don't want to listen." Isili said, "I want to find out your true identity in my own way."

Leon chuckled.

"What are you laughing at?" asked Isily.

“What am I laughing at…” Leon smiled, “You are very smart. You don’t think the glasses are broken, but you don’t want to admit my identity. Because once you admit my identity, it means you have to face me… You may still be alive if you can’t see the kidnapper’s face, but once you see the kidnapper’s face, your life will be in danger.”

Isili remained silent.

She is a novice, but she has read many adventure novels.

In those novels, the stupid heroine discovered the true identity of the criminal and immediately exposed him, and then was hurt by the criminal, which was the plot she hated the most. The smart way should be to pretend that you know nothing, wait until you are in a safe place, wait until helpers are around, and then consider exposing the criminal.

Edwin didn't want to die, so he was willing to sell himself to a red dragon to survive. Isili didn't want to die either, and was unwilling to give up. She said, "You can't be a red dragon. You can't be a red dragon with those behaviors... A ruby ​​dragon, you must be a ruby ​​dragon. I heard that a ruby ​​dragon looks similar to a red dragon from a distance."

So Leon is getting worse and worse. He likes to watch others struggle and said, "You are a platinum dragon and I am a ruby ​​dragon." "I am a platinum dragon, the child of a platinum dragon." Isilie said. There is indeed nothing wrong with what she said, because the platinum dragon Bahamut is the god of good dragons, the creator of metal dragons, corresponding to the five-headed dragon queen Tiamat, the creator of color dragons. All metal dragons can call themselves children of platinum dragons.

Leon just laughed, and laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward.

Isilie suddenly yelled at Leon, reverting to dragon form, and said, "My uncle gave me the glasses because he was worried that you were a bad guy... It seems that his worry was not wrong."

"He can give me glasses, you don't think he won't give me other things." Isili took out a silver scale from under her wing, "As long as I crush this scale, my uncle can sense my location and rush over from Bern immediately."

Isili did not retreat but advanced, saying, "My uncle is a powerful middle-aged silver dragon, and he is only one step away from becoming an old silver dragon. A red dragon like you can bite his neck off in one round at most... You still have time to escape now."

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The place where Leon and Isilie were located was on the hill outside the Frost Giant City, which was not far from the Frost Giant City.

Any frost giant who was not deaf or blind could spot a shouting silver dragon.

"Is that a silver dragon?" The Frost Giant Warlord naturally saw the silver dragon, "What a beautiful silver dragon."

"My lord, do you like her?" The one who spoke at this time was a slightly pale woman with glass-like blue eyes and wearing a fur coat. Except for the frost dust scattered on her shoulders, arms and face, she was so charming. She was the Frost Wind Witch.

Many frost witches like to portray themselves as emperors of the frozen earth, ruling over other native creatures in the cold climate, but many frost witches have also gained a place among the frost giants - the frost giants revere the frost wind witches as powerful spirits symbolizing winter - as advisers and think tanks for frost giant warlords and kings.

"That's a silver dragon, not a white dragon. It will never surrender to you." The Frostwind Witch reminded.

"I don't care." The Frost Giant warlord was so arrogant, "Gather the troops, I want to catch the silver dragon and put a collar on its neck."

"Harden, bring my mount over here."

The Frost Giant warlord called his men over, led his white dragon mount in front of him, then mounted the white dragon and called out to his white dragon riders. There were only two of them, and there were more than a dozen white dragons of all sizes that were not suitable as mounts. This was the foundation of a Frost Giant city, plus there were dozens of Tara Beast Riders... They rushed towards the silver dragon in a mighty manner.

That silver dragon was so beautiful, much better looking than his white dragon mount, that the Frost Giant warlord was drooling at the sight.

Getting closer and closer.

Just as they approached the hill where the silver dragon was, the Frost Giant warlord saw that the black-haired man in front of the silver dragon suddenly turned into a red dragon.

That was not an ordinary red dragon, but a nearly giant red dragon, a behemoth, that is, a red dragon that was close to old age.

The red dragon is not a fake like the white dragon. An old red dragon is definitely a dominant force.

Next, the red dragon suddenly stood up, taller than the castle he lived in. In the blink of an eye, it grew two heads and four arms, each arm holding a glittering giant sword of adamantium... It was not a red dragon, but a nightmare, a monster that only appeared in nightmares.

The silver dragon looked so small and ridiculous in front of the red dragon, like a puppy.

(End of this chapter)