White Dragon! But its evolution template is Ultraman Monster!

The clanging of metal echoed as Lynn used his mithril spear to pry open the steel cage, creating a path.

Under the high pressure of the granite, the steel cage was severely deformed, with one end inserted into the granite to serve as a fixation point, while the other end was exposed, as sharp as a sword.

Fortunately, the steel cage still separated a relatively spacious area, about a hundred square meters.

For a young dragon the size of a foal, it's a good opportunity to stretch its legs.

Lynn's white dragon eyes were vertical; the wild instincts of the white dragon told him that something was wrong with this place.

"Lynn, it seems like I can manipulate magic here!"

Yeliya was very excited, and blue lightning flashed from her body, illuminating the surrounding space.

It seems that the magic-suppressing items inside the mountain have lost their effectiveness due to the black oil bomb.

Although the young dragons haven't learned magic yet, they are able to use some innate spell-like abilities.

Consuming mana to generate lightning that surrounds the Blue Dragon is one of its spell-like skills.

"Something's not right here. It's too cold, and there's a smell of blood."

Lynn looked cautious and surveyed his surroundings in the light of the lightning.

The steel railings were bent, granite was scattered all over the ground, and there was a blood-stained mark on the ground.

"The blood is still very fresh..."

After Lynn reminded them, Yelia and Losley also noticed the bloodstains scattered on the pile of rocks.

Not long ago, the baby dragons lived here; it was clean and tidy.

Now it seems some wounded wild animal has run in.

But where would wild beasts come from if they were buried underground?

"What should we do?"

The two young dragons sounded nervous, clearly having come to regard Lynn as their leader.

Lynn couldn't possibly be a foolish white dragon.

After experiencing the cave collapse and being hit by granite, leaving them dizzy and disoriented, they all wholeheartedly accepted this idea.

They all hoped Lynn would take action and clear away the danger in the vicinity.

After all, Lynn's strength is undeniable.

"Let's go take a look."

Lynn decided to find out what it was and get rid of it, whatever it was.

The fact that magic could be used in this place gave Lynn a bit more leverage and a greater sense of confidence.

After traversing the blood-stained pile of rocks, a vast clearing, previously isolated by the rocks, suddenly appeared before the fledgling dragon.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply again, and the entire open space became eerily silent, with only the heavy breathing of the fledgling dragons audible.

Just as the three baby dragons were wondering what was going on, a series of heavy footsteps sounded.

A frost giant, over three meters tall, emerged, humming a dragon-slaying ballad from the frost giant epic and wielding a massive steel axe in one hand.

It was Rune who had been stabbed several times by Lynn.

At this moment, Rune's bronze chest had several piercing wounds, all filled with ice, making him look extremely terrifying.

Especially the piercing wound on his forehead, with its slightly purplish tinge, clashed with his bronze skin, contrasting sharply with his purplish lips due to lack of blood flow.

Upon closer inspection, a faint black light swirled within the ice, flickering back and forth. It was not a blood clot formed from congealed blood, but some kind of strange power.

At this moment, Rune temporarily possesses power comparable to that of a ferocious species.

This marks the start of the second phase.

"Bai Lin, before you die, I'll allow you to reveal your name!"

Upon seeing the mithril spear and the white dragon, Rune was furious. The giant axe in his hand made a slight cracking sound, which he made himself.

Rune once traveled to the capital of Achilles under the name "Light of Frostmoon" to meet the ruler of the Kingdom of Achilles, the "Mad King" Nicarludo.

The Mad King holds large-scale arenas and rewards warriors with black wine, granting them an aura of immortality and allowing them to unleash their potential in bloody battles.

As the "Light of Frostmoon," Rune was fortunate enough to prove himself by drinking the black wine and becoming the sharpest blade in the Kingdom of Achilles.

Rune should have kept his skills hidden, honed his character, and waited patiently for the battle to unfold and demonstrate his extraordinary abilities.

Unexpectedly, he was killed by Lynn's spear, prematurely exhausting his body's full potential and briefly gaining a second life.

"Lynn, something's wrong with this guy. He doesn't seem like a living being; he's more like a ghost..."

Roseline's expression changed slightly as she reminded Lynn.

In the Dragon Legacy of Lothlin, the Green Dragon predecessor had a passion for alchemy and became an alchemist.

The Leonardo lineage, to which Luo Shilin belongs, is the culmination of Terra alchemy technology.

Terra's alchemy tech tree, in addition to regular alchemy, also includes the wet crafting direction, which often involves dealing with undead creatures.

Green Dragon's intuition told Loshilin that Rune was surrounded by an aura of death, and that this guy was dangerous.

"Lynn, you can't handle him alone. I'll fight alongside you!"

Lightning crackled around Yelia, responding to her will.

With the blood of Thanatos flowing through her veins, she believed herself to be noble and powerful, and that all hostile beings would be annihilated by her lightning.

Now, Ye Liya is certain of one thing: among the five-colored dragons, there are three superior dragons.

However, she believes the top three dragons are the blue dragon, the red dragon, and the alien dragon, with no place for the green dragon.

The one who could stand beside Lynn and fight alongside him was Yelia Thanatos.

As for the green dragon, Lothrin, her only role is to provide information about the enemy.

"There's no need for that. If I can kill him once, I can kill him a second time."

Lynn stepped forward slowly, his dragon tail gripping the mithril spear tightly, clearly ready to fight Rune.

As for the blue dragon Yelia and the green dragon Loslin, Lynn hoped that these two young dragons would be a little smarter and find opportunities to ambush during battle.

If you can gang up on someone, why fight one-on-one? If you can ambush someone, why fight head-on?

"But…"

"No buts, be ready to support me anytime."

Lynn interrupted Yelia, emphasizing the word "support".

If the two fledgling dragons fail to understand the meaning, we can simply call them to take action later.

Lynn doesn't care about any means as long as he can kill his opponent.

Yelia hesitated, lost in thought, and took a few steps back to make way for Lynn.

"Lynn, is it? Remember, the frost giant who killed you was named Rune!"

Rune, however, displayed true warrior spirit, pointing his giant axe and completely ignoring the fledglings' petty antics.

The black liquor not only unleashed his potential, but also activated the arrogance in his bones.

Now, Rune is confident that he can kill all three young dragons in front of him.

"Sorry, I'm not good at remembering the names of dead people."

Lynn brandished his mithril spear with his dragon tail, his hind leg muscles taut, and his dragon wings spread wide, looking eager to pounce and tear Rune apart at any moment.

Driven by magic, the mithril spear gleamed with a cold light, like an arrow ready to be released, about to slay the frost giant before it.

"Hmph, trying to use the same trick twice? Wishful thinking!"

Rune exhaled a breath of stale air, held the steel axe horizontally in front of his chest, and infused it with magic, forming layers of frost, but surrounded by a barely perceptible aura of immortality.

It's like anyone can't use magic to enchant weapons.

However, the next second, Lynn seized the opportunity, and the magical shimmer on the mithril spear suddenly disappeared.

Suddenly, an extremely strong sense of oppression gathered on Lynn's ferocious dragon head, radiating unparalleled dragon might.

Rune's combat instincts kept telling him that he absolutely could not take this attack head-on.

This is the complete breath of a dragon!

Not only Rune, but the two young dragons were also dumbfounded, their faces filled with disbelief.

Lynn was clearly just a fledgling dragon, yet he was able to gather the complete breath of a giant dragon!

How is that possible!