Chapter 366. The End of A World (1)
Dragons were, without question, the continent's supreme power.
Even just by speaking, dragons could wield magic through draconic incantation, and their breath contained devastating power. With Dragon Hearts that allowed them to effortlessly draw in surrounding mana, they were a race that could easily overwhelm any other from birth.
Among such beings stood the Dragon Lord, the one who reigned at the very pinnacle of all dragons, and whose power was beyond measure.
Kwaaaah!
Golden-tinged breath poured toward the ground. It was powerful enough to wipe out a modest city, but those who had long since surpassed human limits swung their swords regardless. They were the elders of the Ducal Family of Leston, men and women who had once dominated an era and then faded into the pages of history. They all answered the call willingly for the future's sake.
"Cut the breath apart!" someone shouted.
"By the duke's command!" others added.
Kwaaaah!
Hundreds of waves smashed into the breath, which splintered into hundreds of shards. It fell to others to deal with the fragments.
"Ifrit," Orion called.
"It's another world's Dragon Lord. How interesting, how very interesting!" Ifrit remarked.
"The gold dragon's breath can be countered with water-element magic! Cast your highest-level spells!" someone shouted.