After leaving his room, or the room that was nominally his own but is now occupied by the Sleeper, Cheese did not choose to leave the Grey Tower directly. He looked up and down, and the battle above was over, and the battle below had come and gone. This means that both sides of the battle may have already thought of retreating, but for various reasons do not want to be the one who proposed to stop the battle. This is also normal, it is never wise to fight with all your strength in the Gray Tower, everyone will more or less leave some spare strength for themselves in the battle, after all, there is no need for them to fight to the death.

Cheese chose to walk towards the top of the tower, and although he was prophesied, he was not the kind of person who would honestly follow the prophet. His destination is the dragon's den where Migo is located, even if he doesn't consider the factor of using the red dragon as a means of transportation, Migo and Cheese are also acquaintances who have known each other for many years, and he doesn't want anything to happen to the other party.

It's kind of funny, isn't it? a human would worry about the safety of a dragon, even if the human is a good spellcaster, and his worries seem unnecessary. Cheese shook his head, suppressing the sudden thought. What could Migo do, the prophecy of the sleeper must have meant that if he asked Migo to take him to the City of Ten Thousand Laws, it would have a bad result, and most of this result would fall on Cheese. As he thought so, the mage passed by the corpse of the Morok on the steps again, but since this was the third time, he did not notice that the corpse's lifeless eyes showed a look of resentment as he passed.

Pushing open the door, the icy wind howled and blew Cheese's robes. He covered his face with his hands, and it took a few seconds for him to get used to the coldness. No wonder Migo didn't like his room, the temperature here was not much different from the wasteland outside the tower, and the ice field was not an ideal habitat for the red dragon, who was accustomed to the warm and even hot environment. But the huge figure that should be complaining about nesting here is not here. In front of Cheese there was only an empty dragon's lair and a cold wind blowing from the wasteland.

There was an intense glint in the mage's eyes, and he was checking the dragon's lair in this way to see if there were any traces of magic. No, what you see in your magical vision is the same as what you see with the naked eye. Cheese's brow tightened, and he knew that Migo would not leave the Grey Tower without a word, even if he didn't like the cold of the ice field anymore. And the fact that there is no trace of magic does not mean that nothing has happened here, and the traces that are intentionally hidden are often more revealing.

Cheese cautiously walked into the room, as a place for the dragon to rest, it was already comparable in size to the main hall of the castle, except for the door on one side of the corridor for ordinary people to enter and exit, on the other side of the dragon's lair opened a passage almost half the size of a room, and the gray ground extended from the passage for nearly thirty meters as a platform for the dragon to land. It stands to reason that such a large space is not something that the Gray Tower can accommodate, but the magic embedded in this tower from the time it was built has made the existence of the dragon's lair commonplace. The mage tried to gauge Migo's whereabouts from the marks on the ground, and he found that in addition to the traces of the red dragon's entry into the dragon's lair, there was another trace pointing in the opposite direction. Migo, he left here on his own.

The question now is, what kind of situation can make a red dragon who hates cold weather leave his slightly warm shelter and return to the cold wind? Cheese hurried to the landing platform, the howling cold blowing his hood open and widening his vision.

He could see, or rather, capture, with his eyes, the two bodies flying in the gloomy snow. One of them he was familiar with was Migo. The other figure, which is on a par with the red dragon, is slightly darker than the snow but has a metallic color. Cheese recognized the figure's identity after a little observation, it was a silver dragon.

Now, Cheese understands why Migo rushed into the snow, and although the silver dragon and the red dragon are both dragons, the difference between the two is like that of humans and apes in their own eyes, that is, they do not consider each other to be their own kind. Coupled with the fact that the history of dragons is so long and obscure that humans can hardly know about it, most types of dragons are not harmonious with each other. In the case of the Red Dragon and the Silver Dragon, both dragons like to use volcanoes as their nesting grounds, and the conflicts and battles that erupt as a result have been recorded in the memories of their races, and it has long been irrelevant who is right and who is wrong. But the question that then arises, why is the silver dragon, who also doesn't like cold land, here?

As the mage pondered this question, his presence also caught the attention of the two dragons who were hovering in the air and fighting. Migo naturally recognized Cheese and thought that the latter would help him, so he consciously approached the direction of the platform. However, it seems that because the Red Dragon's intentions were too obvious, the opponent who fought with him did not follow Migo close to the Gray Tower, but instead cautiously distanced himself and spread his wings to watch in the snow. Just when Migo thought that the other party was planning to suspend the battle, the silver dragon suddenly raised his head, and a disturbing light emanated from his mouth.

Dragon Flame, or breath, is an attack that all dragons have mastered, and it has become their hallmark. Dragon Flame is not magic, its source is a special organ in the dragon's body structure, through diet and metabolism, the dragon will naturally produce some kind of flammable gas, the so-called dragon flame is the result of the ignition of the spark sparked by the friction of their teeth when they spew out the gas stored in the special organ. As a result, the gas that generates the dragon flame and the dragon flame it produces when ignited will vary subtly depending on the race of the dragon it spews.

In the case of the Red Dragons, their dragon flames are considered to be the most exemplary breath, consisting entirely of flames high enough to melt metal, without any remaining components. But the extremely high temperature alone was enough to destroy most of the things that stood in their way. Compared to the red dragon, other species of dragon breath have more or less characteristics, for example, dragons living in swamps will be more explosive due to long-term contact with miasma, and will leave a large amount of poisonous gas after burning.

As for the Silver Dragon, this dragon's breath has always been quite mysterious, mainly because they are small in number and don't like to go out. But for the gray robes, although the silver dragon is rare, it is by no means unknown. So he wasn't surprised when the brilliant flames of melted hot gaseous metal struck Cheese. This breath is known as the Sculptor's Fire, because the gaseous metal in it cools quickly upon contact with the target, and the spitted target is gone, leaving behind a lifelike and terrifying sculpture in its place. This is also the main reason why the Silver Dragon has always had a good reputation despite being a mild-tempered race among the dragons.

But understanding doesn't mean it can be solved, especially in just a few seconds, the brilliant dragon flame has already arrived in front of the cheese, and the temperature contained in it makes this bitter cold place as hot as the surface of the sun in an instant. If such a situation is placed on other gray robes, most of them will only have to wait for death. However, after all, the mage grew up with Migo, and when he was in the blue lion royal capital six years ago, he even let Migo burn himself with dragon fire in order to defeat his opponent. Although the dragon flame did not spray directly on him at that time, he already had experience in dealing with the dragon's breath.

"Boom!" the sound of the explosion passed through the open frozen soil for an unknown amount of time before it subsided, and the gray platform was coated with a silver coating. On top of this plating, two figures are erected, one is a statue of the same material as the plating. However, the statue was not depicted as a cheese figure, for the mage himself was standing with his left hand in his hand, and a red amulet in the shape of a dragon in the palm of his hand quickly turned black as the flames dissipated, turning into tiny particles that disappeared with the wind.