Izawa lay here with peace of mind, occupying the lair of the unknown white dragon as a matter of course, quietly waiting for the return of the original owner.

Izawa is too lacking in basic information about the Winter Mountains and even the Endless Snow Fields, and he urgently needs a local creature as a guide to learn about it, and judging from the current situation, this white dragon that has not yet appeared is a very good dragon choice.

He glanced at the ice cubes piled up in the center of the dragon's lair from the top of the ice cave, and couldn't help but let out a sneer, these stupid guys would regard the glittering ice as a rare treasure, no wonder even the black dragon looked down on them.

If she brought these things back to Irelia, she would probably throw them away with disgust, and then look at Ize with disdain, wondering if he was mentally retarded.

Izawa was really bored waiting, and he didn't care if the white dragon would go crazy afterwards, he picked up the ice edges with his claws and threw them into his mouth one by one, and then chewed them "clucking", just like chewing a popsicle, without any taste.

After eating the "treasure" of the white dragon and seeing that the main owner had not returned, Izawa couldn't help but wonder if the white dragon had abandoned this ice cave, but after thinking about it, all its "treasures" were still here, and if the real dragon wanted to move, there was no reason not to take away the collection that they regarded as treasures.

Boredom, the red dragon had to sit in the dragon's nest and close his eyes to recuperate, until night gradually fell, and a low dragon roar suddenly sounded outside the dragon's nest.

The red dragon slowly opened his eyes, paused slightly for half a second, and then closed again.

A six-meter-long young white dragon, with an ice yak in his mouth, staggered into the dragon's nest, which was its prey under a glacial crevasse, waiting for most of the day to catch.

Unlike other white dragons, this one has a pair of scarlet eyes, revealing a wild bloodthirsty ferocity.

In fact, it is indeed more bloodthirsty than other kinds, it has grown up drinking blood, desperately longing for the taste of blood, enjoying the refreshing sensation of blood filling the entire mouth.

The moment this snowfield yak was bitten off by it and cut the artery in its neck, it sucked up the blood hard, and its teeth still have a lot of blood foam and flesh left, exuding a more fierce aura than a white dragon of the same age.

Finally back in its lair, it prepares a full meal and then sleeps soundly. Despite the darkness in the corridors, light means little to dragons with dark vision.

But today, from the moment it returned to the lair, it faintly felt something unusual.

- There was a nasty smell of sulfur in the air, probably due to the low temperature, the pungent smell was much lighter, but it still couldn't escape its sensitive sense of smell.

Damn, this is the Winter Mountains and not the Valley of Flames, where does the sulfur smell come from?

The cautious white dragon slowly approached its lair, and it reined in its breath, but as it got closer, the nasty smell of sulfur grew stronger.

There's something inside!

The white dragon quickly realized.

It's not about intelligence, it's pure beastly instinct.

Turning the only corner, with the assistance of dark vision, its scarlet eyes saw the situation of the nest ** clearly, and also saw a bright red figure lying in the place that originally belonged to it.

It was a young red dragon covered in bright red scale armor, about the size of the yak in its mouth, and although it had craggy bone spurs on its back, it did not pose much of a threat to itself in terms of texture and sharpness.

The main thing is that this is only a young red dragon, and it is already a young white dragon.

Although the strength of the red dragon is the first of the five-colored dragons, in the case of too much difference in age, it cannot make up for the difference in strength between each other because of the color of the dragon scales.

There is no doubt that the young white dragon, who has reached a body length of six meters, has an overwhelming advantage over this young red dragon in all aspects of its attributes.

It didn't even think about why a red dragon that loved the heat was still in its lair in the cold Winter Mountains. Dragons are extremely territorial, and it is impossible not to smell other dragons.

It only knew that the White Dragon's victory over the Red Dragon and the completion of this almost impossible feat might be the only chance in his life.

The red dragon seems to be still asleep, not aware of the coming crisis.

The white dragon carefully put the yak carcass that had become stiff on the ground, trying not to make any sound, and then suddenly launched an attack on the young red dragon!

This guy who dares to occupy its lair, even if he is a red dragon, must pay for it, so that he can taste the wrath of the young white dragon!

Red Dragons are known to be fire dragons that are naturally immune to heat and fire attacks, but can take double damage from ice-based spells.

Therefore, the white dragon did not hesitate to squirt out a mouthful of frost breath, once it hit, with the defense power of this young red dragon, even if it did not die, it would be seriously injured! Didn't you let it slaughter at that time?

It didn't notice that the red dragon, which had been closing its eyes and recuperating all this time, slowly opened its eyes at this time, and those bright red eyes vaguely revealed a mockery.

Not to mention the frost breath of a young white dragon, even an adult white dragon can easily withstand it with Ize's current magic resistance.

The cold snap showed a cone-shaped attack that completely enveloped the red dragon in front of it, and the white dragon even used a bloody spit to be safe, and the frost storm ravaged the dragon's lair for several minutes, stacking the surrounding ice walls several layers thicker.

However, when it had finished its frost breath and was ready to enjoy its prey, it found that the red dragon was still lying motionless, with no trace of ice or snow on his body, but only looking at it faintly with his eyes without the slightest emotion.

The white dragon ghost made the god shudder.

What the hell, it's scared?

Are you actually afraid of a red dragon that is only in the fledgling stage?

With its intelligence, it couldn't understand why the red dragon in front of it was immune to its frost breath, but its pride as a young white dragon made it brazenly launch hand-to-hand combat against the young red dragon!

The dragon's claws slammed down on the red dragon's neck with a terrifying sound, and with its far greater strength than the young red dragon, it could easily break through his scales and cut his arteries.

However, the red dragon stood up on his strong hind limbs at this moment, and with a low dragon roar, he swung his dragon claws and slapped it out with extreme impatience.

"Get out!"

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ps: The red-eyed white dragon is based on "Frost Wings"

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