Ice Arena, a polar region forever filled with blizzards.

The black and white figures flashed continuously, and when the light and shadow changed, they would emit a violent impact sound that echoed between the empty heaven and earth. At the same time, a cyclone quickly swung out at the intersection, the first one just appeared, and the second one swung in the house again.

The black shadow was constantly changing all kinds of strange magic, sometimes blurred, sometimes shifting, sometimes splitting into a combined attack, the blazing flames quickly cooled in the blizzard, and continued to be strengthened in the next moment.

The white shadow was hidden in the snow and mist from beginning to end, and no matter how much the black shadow tried to do, it couldn't get even close!

Finally, after several encounters, the two figures retreated towards both ends of the field

One of them was a giant wing, a long tail, sharp claws, a black body interspersed with gorgeous golden threads, and a pair of long, deep and slender eyes staring ahead—it was Iroh.

"Or ...... It's too weak......"

Although he knew that he was far from the top of the world as a young dragon, not even a first-class one, but the battle with the Frost Dancer just now made him completely realize his weakness.

So far, I have used all the magic I have mastered and all the tactics I can come up with, but the enemy is still in the snow and mist, and I can't see the real form clearly.

Iroh wasn't even sure if the Frost Dancer was serious about fighting him!

But I have reached the limit.

Not only was there frostbite in many parts of his body, and his body temperature dropped to a dangerous point, but some vital points were cut by the ice blade, and the blood bloomed into strange flowers on the snow.

Just the guards of the first level are like a mountain in front of Eloh, so that he will not be able to cross until he dies - is this the test set by the God of Chaos?

The Frost Dancer didn't continue the pursuit, just stared coldly at Iroh, who was bleeding constantly, as if he felt pity and disdain.

Iroh burst out laughing.

"Despite ...... Come on!"

In an instant, with the roar of breaking through the sky, Ello's face, which seemed to be calm at any time, became extremely hideous, as if a demon had crawled out of hell. He rushed desperately into the blizzard, only to be repelled by a fierce attack.

The heart beats violently, squeezing the remaining blood in the body throughout the body.

The dragon's pride, which is deeply rooted in the bone marrow and engraved in the soul, flows with the blood to the whole body.

It's been a long time again.

Again and again they were repulsed, again and again they were wounded, and they fought again and again......

Gradually, something is changing.

In the beginning, Iroh didn't last a second at a time!

But he repeated it countless times, again and again, as if he had completely put life and death out of the way, without rest, frantically pounding, being repulsed.

Attack, then retreat with an injury.

Iroh, not once lasted more than five seconds!

Without any thought of giving up, he forcibly endured the dissatisfaction of his sore muscles, and attacked again and again, again and again, and was repulsed.

Facing an opponent who could hold him up for ten minutes, the wind and snow around the Frost Dancer intensified.

Stand down, give up!

Not enough, not enough!

There seemed to be a thunderous roar between the whole heaven and earth, and it was impossible to tell whether it was from the wind and snow or the dragon.

Iroh stopped talking, his efforts still did not stop, and he kept breaking into the extremely cold realm again and again, and he was bruised all over his body, and he was expelled again.

I don't know how long it took for the two figures to separate again—and it was the last time they separated.

Eloh's whole body seemed to be soaked in blood, the black scales turned black-red, and the blood was frozen as soon as it gushed out, like a demon dragon returning from a deep nightmare.

Barely steadiing his body, he gasped, the innermost Bai Sensen's bones could already be seen in his front paws, and the golden light in his eyes became extremely dim, as if it would be extinguished in the next second. The dragon wing on the left has been broken, and only the dragon tendons at the wing bones are broken.

The power is almost exhausted......

However, we can't throw in the towel yet. Even if you have to die of exhaustion in the next moment, you have to watch the enemy fall first!

This is the last stubbornness of Iroh as a dragon.

A hundred years ago, the most prestigious human powerhouse on the Western Continent, the Dragon Slayer Sword Saint Shiva, once uttered a warning in public that has been circulated in the main plane to this day: never, never fight with dragons for a long time, because the longer the time, their ferocity index will not decrease but rise, and the last few blows before death can fully exert ten times or even a hundred times the effect of their own combat power.

Therefore, when you can't quickly cripple and seriously damage the dragon, running away will be the wisest choice.

This time, the Frost Dancer no longer seemed to be able to maintain his original lofty posture, as if sensing something, and chose to attack first. A large amount of ice and snow condensed out of thin air, and under the command of the Ice King, it turned into countless ice knives and spears, flying towards Ello.

If you get hit, turning into a sieve is the only end!

However...... Iroh didn't move in the face of an attack that would definitely kill him more than once.

He inhaled deeply, his ribcage bulging violently, as he had repeated countless times before, opening his mouth to the limit—

However, this time he spit out not a blazing flame.

It's a highly dense molten metal ball!

"Boom !!"

This seemingly inconspicuous metal ball was actually born in the rain of death of the ice blade and ice gun to blast a path, and then pointed directly at the figure in the snow mist.

Iroh didn't have the strength to see the effect of this blow, and he finally couldn't hold on anymore after being overloaded with his body, and he lost consciousness as soon as his eyes went dark.

I don't know if it's a hallucination, at the last moment of falling into endless darkness, he seemed to see the panicked face of a white-haired elf girl after the snow mist that was torn apart.

"The first level challenge fails, and the challenger returns. ”

......

“？！”

Iroh yelled and stood up suddenly.

The next moment, the overwhelming pain hit!

Falling from one extreme to the other, his body was powerless to adapt, and the frostbite of extreme cold and the backlash of energy were applied to this body at the same time, even if it was cut in half, it was enough for him to endure.

The familiar pain struck again as the darkness receded, and Iroh could imagine the dragon scales that were still intact burst open in an instant, and a huge amount of dragon blood gushed out, condensing into a small pond beneath his feet—though not that severe.

The voice said that half of the physical damage would be transferred to the real world, but it didn't say anything about the mental damage......

Now it seems that the mental damage is completely transferred!

"...... Iroh?"

Weiss, who had just walked into the castle hall, was directly dumbfounded, he had just finished dividing the treasure with his younger brother, and he was originally curious, and wanted to come over to see what was special about the obsidian that Iroh had taken, but he saw Iro's unprecedented gaffe.

The black dragon, which seemed to be unfathomable at any time, trembled violently at the moment, rolling on the ground in pain, the scales on its body were frostbitten in many places, and blood gushed out as if it were not worth money—Vis dared to swear to heaven that if this kind of injury was placed on him, he would never survive!

But...... If Iroh really can't do it, will he be able to take advantage of the opportunity to occupy everything he has?

Vis deserves to inherit the greedy and insidious black dragon bloodline, and the first thing that comes to mind is to take advantage of the fire to rob.

Of course, this thought was completely erased by him when he and Iroh made eye contact.

Those eyes...... Just a little contact made him feel a chill and fear from the depths of his soul!

Even though Iroh was extremely weak, Kveis still felt like a small boat struggling to move forward in a raging storm in front of him, and could be swallowed up by the wind and waves at any time.

Vis didn't dare to look into Iroh's eyes again, he knew that if he looked at it for one more second, the remaining will in his heart would be completely disintegrated and shattered!

There was another long silence.

Vis kept his head down and didn't dare to look at Iroh, he could feel the other party rolling and struggling, but the other party didn't say a word, not even a muffled snort.

Finally—

"Tell Raja to prepare the food and leave it at the gate of the castle. No one is allowed to come in until I have left the castle. ”

Iroh's voice came from above, exactly as usual.

But he always felt that Iroh seemed to have become a little different, but he couldn't say what was different.

"I see. ”

Finally Vis replied, and he could only answer that. The almost physical repression in the air made him not want to stay here for a second longer.

“...... Call. ”

After confirming that Vis was really leaving, Iroh breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

The body is still aching, but it can be endured relatively easily, and sure enough, the recovery ability of the young dragon is strong...... This time, he was too reckless to rush to challenge the Ice Arena, and he was almost exploited by Ves.

Iroh has always known the nature of colored dragons, especially Ves. Although Vis is still a young dragon and is not as strong as Hillcutt, his danger level is definitely higher than that of his younger brother - yes, Hillcat may still have some concerns because of his usual prestige, but Vis is more proficient in observing words and feelings, and once he shows his true weakness, he will definitely bite himself to death!

Therefore, Iroh was in pain under the strong pressure just now, and he showed a strong appearance, which shocked Weiss's careful thoughts.

In the final analysis, it's still my own lack of strength...... Even with a desperate blow, it still doesn't seem to have defeated the Frost Dancer.

What the final metal ball was, Iroh didn't know, but he was sure that it was more powerful than the original flame breath.

This power ...... Be sure to master it as soon as possible!

He secretly made up his mind that in an embarrassing situation like today, there would never be a second time in this life!