White Dragon Lord

e dust with smoke.

At the Earl's Castle.

Earl’s Castle shivered with ice fragments.
The bricks shattered.
The tallest cone-shaped spire of the castle broke instantly.
The broken bricks fell into the luxurious castle, and the screams of common people’s fear sounded inside the castle.

The city wall was also smashed into a hole, and the screams of the fallen companions awakened other stunned soldiers, but faced with the power of the natural disaster level, they had no choice but to lie down under the battlements resignedly and pray to the Goddess of Luck.

After a while, everything calmed down.
The tsunami in front of Pele City was successfully frozen into ice by the white dragon, and the tsunamis on both sides continued to hit the shore.

The tsunami hit the ground, uprooting the green century-old tree, and the houses were instantly turned into fragments by the sea water.

Compared to the extinction disaster outside the city, everything in the city of Pele was acceptable.

Since there was no positive impact, the remaining tsunamis on both sides did not pose an enormous threat to Pele City.
Only part of the ocher floods poured into the inner city from the gap in the Pele City wall.
The prosperous Earl’s major city was covered by an ocean, and sea water instantly covered the burning buildings.

Because of the walls protecting the Earl’s Castle, only part of the sea water was poured in through the hole.
The debris in the castle floated on the water, and vegetables, shields, garbage, etc.
drifted around with the muddy water.

The people on the wall of the Earl’s Castle stood up with their hands on the wall, looking at the ocean in the city dumbly.

In the sky, Amos coughed violently, breathing beyond the limit, squeezing the liquid stored in his gland, and the magic output beyond the limit had made his throat burn.

If Sea Caller launched an attack again, Amos could no longer imagine it, and was about to take off and abandon the Pele.

Suddenly, a clear dragon chant sounded from the horizon.

Sea Caller’s face suddenly changed, and he felt that most of his magic power was consumed in his body, and he turned his head and dived into the sea without hesitation.

Close to the bottom of the sea was an elite murloc holding a weapon.
It had three floors inside and three floors outside.
It guarded a black-red altar on which a gloomy orb was enshrined.

Sea Caller took away the orb and the altar.

“Withdraw!”

Surrounded by the murloc guards, Sea Caller and his entourage disappeared into the deep seabed.

Amos turned to the sound’s direction and found a small black spot, gradually moving from far to near.

Finally, he saw the appearance of the same kind and heaved a sigh of relief.

The visitor was a friend of Elena, Christina Wells, the Golden Dragon neighbour.

After Christina flew close, she looked at the miserable state of Pele City and the beaten dragon in the sky.

“Amos, what's the matter?”

The white dragon's voice was hoarse: “The legendary Murloc Mage–Transclawrack Sea Caller suddenly attacked Pele City …
and then you are here.”

After Christina heard the brief narration of the White Dragon Lord, she was dumbfounded.

“You say that you blocked the attack of a legendary mage?!”

“Almost.
It's just strange that it hasn't used legendary magic from the beginning.”

Christina rolled her eyes.

“You think the legendary magic is as cheap as Chinese cabbage? Except for us, the top and extraordinary creatures with inheritance, the cost of ordinary creatures to get the legendary magic is not low.
It Even more so for an unpopular low-level creature like the murloc.”

At the same time, two powerful energy sources appeared on the horizon, and the two giant dragons couldn't help turning into the distance.