The Silver Dragon's amber eyes narrowed as it stared at the newcomer.
"Who are you? How should I address you?"
After the flames dissipated, Grimm landed on top of the Puppet Dragon's huge head.
There were two metal horns protruding from the middle of the dragon's head, and in front of the horns was a small platform of about 20 square meters. Grimm stood firmly on the platform, looking at the newcomer with a smile.
A Grade 3 human Magus …
The Silver Dragon didn't need any detection spells to determine the newcomer's strength and basic attributes just by looking at the level of the flames.
Furthermore, the Silver Dragon could even smell the scent of the Dragon Soul Curse on him. This meant that many dragons had died at the hands of this human Magus. Otherwise, the Dragon Soul Curse on him would not be so dense.
Barely suppressing the anger surging in his heart, the silver dragon narrowed his eyes and replied loudly, "I am Ardres of the silver dragon clan. You are trampling on my territory and slaughtering my people. So, I have the right and authority to ask you, what are you trying to do? "
"So it's Lord Aldres!" Grimm's smile widened, "My name is Grimm, and I come from the Magus World. I'm here for …"
At this point, Grimm's voice suddenly became softer, and the rest of his sentence became as soft as a mosquito's.
The Silver Dragon was stunned, and before it could ask anything, its expression changed.
"Bastard … You damned Magi …"
Unbeknownst to him, a dark red blood shadow had actually lurked in the shadows beneath him. At this moment, it was crashing through the ground and charging towards Alfreid at lightning speed.
Although it was caught off guard by the sudden attack, how could a Grade 3 Silver Dragon not be on guard? A silver light flashed in the sky, and the Silver Dragon's huge body disappeared, reappearing a hundred meters away.
However, as soon as Alfreid teleported over, it felt the elements above its head churning. A huge fireball smashed into its back, exploding into a huge ball of fire.
Extremely high-temperature flames gushed out from the broken fireball, and almost instantly roasted the dragon scales near the point of impact, turning them red and white. Even the flesh under the protection of the dragon scales sizzled from the scorching heat.
Alfreid no longer cared about his face and dignity. He flapped his silver-scaled wings rapidly and drew a beautiful arc in the air like a silver line, dodging the Golem Dragon's beam of milky white light that was spurted out by the Golem Dragon.
Silver Dragon Alfred dodged Mary and Grimm's pincer attack with his incredible flying speed and unparalleled flying skills. Only then did he manage to escape.
"You bastards … You don't have a shred of dignity and glory as a Magus … You can just wait to die here …" The Silver Dragon spat out these harsh words as it frantically fled, its resonant dragon roar clearly audible even from tens of kilometres away.
A ball of fire exploded in the air, and Grimm's huge body slowly appeared. Mary also flapped her wings and came to his side.
"Silver Dragons are known for their speed. They're as hard to deal with as the Wind Dragon. Looks like we won't be able to stop this guy with just the two of us … "Grimm shook his head and sighed as he observed the Silver Dragon's back.
Mary also raised her arm. Looking at her right hand that had turned into a bloody claw, she smiled and said, "You gave it a fireball, and I gave it a claw. I'm afraid it's already very uncomfortable … Are you really going to stop it?"
This was actually normal!
With the strength of the Dragon race's body and elemental energy, they were outstanding among most creatures of the same rank. Under normal circumstances, a Grade 3 Dragon could easily deal with two or three human Sorcerers without a problem.
Today, the main reason why Silver Dragon Alfreid had suffered a great loss under the pincer attack of Grimm and Mary was because of the grade 4 Puppet Dragon under Grimm.
The grade 4 Puppet Dragon might not be able to fly, and its running speed was not fast, but its attacks were too sharp!
Even grade 4 Elemental Wizards could not compare to the Puppet Dragon in terms of attack power.
It could not be helped. No matter how strong a human's body was, no matter how talented they were in elemental energy, they could not compare to the extraordinarily powerful Super Magic Furnace in the Puppet Dragon's abdomen. No matter how thick the blood vessels in a human's body were, they could not compare to the Puppet Dragon's energy pipes that were wide enough to run a carriage.
Therefore, when the grade 3 Silver Dragon was fighting against Grimm and Mary, it still had to pay half of its attention to the Puppet Dragon. That was why it had suffered a great loss under the pincer attack of the two, and could only run away after saying something ruthless.
With the Silver Dragon's speed, Mary might be able to catch up, but it would be difficult for her to catch up. With the Silver Dragon's speed, Mary might be able to catch up, but it would be difficult for her to catch up.
Hence, the two of them could only watch as the Silver Dragon Alfred fled into the distance.
However, the two of them weren't too concerned about this.
They were about to reach the Silver Dragon's lair anyway. When the time came, they would directly attack its lair and see if it would defend or not!
… …
The Silver Dragon Alfreid's lair was at a place called the Peak of the Storm.
It was a lonely mountain peak that pierced through the clouds.
The surrounding terrain was not particularly dangerous, but it was strange that the ground here was uprooted.
The mountain peak was thousands of meters tall, rugged and precipitous, and there was almost no way to climb it.
The Silver Dragon Alfreid's lair was built on the peak of the mountain, almost completely isolated from the rest of the world.
In such an area, the Puppet Dragon and the Goblin War Chariots could not climb up, but they could not stop the Patrol Mothership.
Leaving the metal caravan at the foot of the mountain, Grimm and the group of Scarlet Magi boarded the Patrol Mothership and ascended to the peak. The air was thin at the top of the high cliff, and the wind was biting cold. Rolling clouds could be seen everywhere, and it would be difficult for normal people to survive here.
Grimm frowned slightly when he reached the top of the cliff.
It was too quiet here, and it was obvious that the Silver Dragon had escaped.
Grimm turned his head to look at Bliss, who was behind him, as he saw a huge cave not far away.
Insect Shaman Bliss understood and took a step forward. Suddenly, thousands of black beetles surged out of the black robe beneath him and rushed into the cave like a black tide.
A moment later, the dark cave shook and trembled, and the faint sounds of elemental explosions could be heard.
Bliss snorted, and said in a low voice, "There's nothing left in the cave, but there are many elemental traps and magic gears left behind. Looks like that fellow wants us to suffer a small loss here … "
The swarm of insects that Bliss had sent out had lost about 20% of its members, and this caused his expression to turn gloomy.
"Hmph, he wants us to retreat just because he left some traps? Hmph, inform Gongga to dig up this mountain for me! "
Moments later, Grimm and the rest boarded the Patrol Mothership. Just as they left the mountain, they saw the towering mountain peak tremble, and then slowly collapse with a deafening roar.
News of the Storm Summit being forcefully pushed down by the Magi quickly spread.
Those who did not understand the strength of the Magus expeditionary force were thoroughly shocked.
Even a rank 3 Dragon Lord had to flee at the mere sight of them, unable to protect its own nest. One could only imagine the strength of this group of enemies!
Hence, for the rest of the journey, no one dared to cause trouble in the caravan.
Furthermore, the Dragons were no fools. Based on the route of the Magus expeditionary force, they quickly deduced that their target was the territory of the rank 4 Dragon Lord, Toriel.
This … This was what shocked and puzzled them.
On what basis? A group of human Magi who were only rank 2 or 3 dared to challenge a rank 4 Dragon Lord?
This … was simply too inconceivable!
Could it be that the other party was relying on that strange metal dragon?
Thinking that they had found the crux of the problem, the Dragons who had been chased away from their homes roared and gathered together, using all sorts of methods to investigate the strength of the Metal Dragon.
None of them would risk their lives to personally investigate. However, they were willing to send a few Dragonkin guards and high-ranked Dragon Worshippers.
Hence, under the summons of the Dragon Lords and the high bounties, half of Lance was in an uproar. Powerful Dragonkin Warriors and native creatures with strange methods swarmed towards the Magus expeditionary force, frequently attacking the Metal Dragon caravan.
But it had to be said that these strange people who had gathered a small part of the Lance Plane really did have all sorts of strange abilities.
Some of them were adept at hiding their life auras, lying in ambush beside the Goblin caravan's campsite. When the Goblins came to fetch water, they suddenly launched a surprise attack, causing many casualties to the Goblin caravan.
However, the high density of magic equipment patrolling the caravan also caused these ambushers to suffer heavy losses. On average, killing a Goblin would cost the lives of more than a dozen native elites.
Some who were adept at using poison tried to poison the water the Goblins drank. Unfortunately, the Goblin caravan had a very complete inspection system and quickly discovered their scheme. With the Potions Masters in the caravan, none of the Goblins would be poisoned to death.
After all, compared to the Potions Masters of the Magus World, the poisoners of Lance were more like a group of witch doctors.
The knowledge and methods of both sides were not on the same level. After a series of secret battles, the Potions Masters of the Magus army successfully repelled the native poison attacks.
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