Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 240: 238 White Army_1

Chapter 240: 238 White Army_1

Translator: 549690339

It must be said that they successfully angered Otto.

For a long time, no one had dared to confront him with weapons.

Feeling annoyed, Otto simply canceled his Ghostly Insubstantial state, and a silver giant dragon more than twenty meters long appeared directly above the square.

Some White Sword and Shield Soldiers were dumbfounded when they saw Otto’s new appearance.

It wasn’t out of fear, but simply surprise.

Before they could react further, Otto took a deep breath.

In the meantime, some white Wind Blades hit his scales, but the result was just leaving a few faint white scratches.

The seemingly powerful attack couldn’t even break through Otto’s outermost layer of defense.

Next, they were met with Otto’s ruthless counterattack.

A violent and scorching Thunderflame Breath burst out in a fan shape from Otto’s mouth, engulfing most of the Sword and Shield Soldiers below him.

The Sword and Shield Soldiers being ravaged by the terrifying Thunderflame tried to raise their white shields, but it was to no avail.

Soon, they turned into ashes along with their shields and finely crafted equipment under the violent scorching Thunderflame Breath.

With just one confrontation, Otto had already eliminated more than half of the White Sword and Shield Soldiers in front of him.

Sometimes, the vast difference in strength cannot be reversed by mere numbers.

But what surprised Otto was that despite facing such a desperate attack, there was no trace of fear on the faces of the remaining White Sword and Shield Soldiers.

Moreover, they even dared to throw their feeble sword qi attacks at Otto.

Didn’t these guys know what fear was?

Just as Otto thought this, he noticed that some of the Sword and Shield Soldiers had somewhat unfocused gazes.

Although they didn’t stop attacking, they were also showing Otto that they too knew fear.

But their continuous attacks were really annoying Otto.

This time, Otto didn’t even bother with his breath weapons, because using breath attacks required some preparatory time.

Instead, he used faster Acid Balls or casually created big Fireballs.

Although their power was much lesser compared to the breath weapons, they made up for it with their faster release speed, high attack frequency, and more intimidating appearance.

Using Thunderflame Breath to turn them into ashes would be simpler, but Otto wanted to see how far these guys could push their mental limits.

One after another, Acid Balls or Fireballs quickly fell into the Sword and Shield Soldiers’ formation, their thick armor as fragile as a piece of paper against Otto’s attacks.

Watching their comrades slowly turn into a viscous, disgusting liquid or being burned into char by fireballs struck the minds of the surviving soldiers.

Soon, someone should break down and flee in Otto’s view, and indeed, things were progressing as he thought.

But in the end, reinforcements for the Sword and Shield Soldiers arrived: a new troop clad in the same White Armor but wielding strange long spears.

Following them were Spellcasters wearing white robes and holding wands.

The leading White-Robed Elder loudly chanted a spell in a language Otto had never heard before, and a white ripple-like wave spread out from him in all directions.

Everyone who came into contact with the ripple had an incredibly determined and even devout expression on their faces, including the surviving Sword and Shield Soldiers on the verge of mental breakdowns.

Watching all this, a word inexplicably emerged in Otto’s mind.

Fanatic?

This group of all-white-clad people really resembled the fallen fanatics of a dark cult.

Although their appearance seemed slightly sacred

Presumably, the white ripple released by the White-Robed Elder was a mental spell. Moray had used a similar spell during the final stage of the Twin Dragons conflict.

It seems that breaking their mental defenses would be difficult.

Since that was the case, Otto simply didn’t bother to continue the struggle with them.

I’m ready to reveal my cards, I’m very strong!

With this thought, another identical dragon head emerged from his shoulder with the wriggling of flesh and blood.

Almost simultaneously, all three dragon heads took a deep breath.

Flame Breath! Strong Acid Breath! Lightning Breath!

These three destructive breath attacks spread out in a fan shape in three directions, rushing towards the encroaching white crowd.

The previously fortunate Sword and Shield Soldiers were the first to bear the brunt, instantly annihilated by Otto’s Strong Acid Breath.

Subsequently, a noxious acid created a death zone in front of Otto.

Any fool who stepped into this area would be dissolved into a viscous, disgusting liquid by the fierce strong acid.

The Flame Breath, on the other hand, surged towards the reinforcing Long Spear Soldiers.

Compared to the Sword and Shield Soldiers, those without shields to protect them met their demise much faster.

But before dying, every single one of them had thrown their long spears at Otto with all their might.

What was strange to Otto was the peculiar construction of their long spears.

The lower half of these spears was forged from white metal, while the upper half looked like a white semi-transparent energy body.

From a structural point of view, it appeared to be very similar to the unique sword qi used by the Sword and Shield Soldiers before.

However, the Long Spear Soldiers threw not the entire spear at Otto, but only the white semi-transparent parts at the front.

Compared to the Sword and Shield Soldiers’ sword qi, these white spear tips were obviously more powerful.

But for Otto, that was the extent of it.

Maybe it was due to their classification as piercing weapons, which inherently had higher armor penetration than slashing attacks.

Ultimately, the semi-transparent white spearheads were lodged into Otto’s scales.

It looked as if Otto had been stabbed by these long spears all over his body, appearing quite miserable, but he hadn’t suffered any substantial injuries.

Nevertheless, this was enough to surprise Otto.

He had already stepped into the realm of legend, and ordinary swords and weapons should no longer be able to harm him.

Or rather, even disregarding his outer layer of defense, his scales were much stronger than ordinary metal-forged swords.

To hurt him, one would either have to prepare finer weapons or get a stronger warrior.

In any case, both situations should be quite rare.