Hmm?
The two people and the dragon were momentarily stunned!
In the next instant!
The ice block exploded like a bomb, and a strong human figure shot out, striking once again at the wound of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo with a mighty hammer blow.
This startled Meredith, and the magic in her hands ground to a halt.
She realized that casting âFree Movementâ on Raine might not be necessary.
In the large yellow-brown vertical pupils of the White Dragon Bing Zhuo, an expression of disbelief finally emerged.
How could it be, just a human, with such high frost resistance?
Even the Winter Wolf Pack, who live on the snowy plains for years, would be nothing but frozen statues after one of its breaths, with no other outcome.
Even the Frost Giant could barely struggle out of the breathâs freezing, but would be significantly frostbitten.
Unless it was a transcendent Frost Giant Commander, they basically wouldnât fear its Frost Breath.
But a human, having strong power might be understandable, but how could he have frost resistance comparable to a Frost Giant Commander??
Wait a minute!
Humans are good at using tools, so he probably has some rare magic equipment that can resist frost damage.
And this kind of magic equipment must have a limit on its usage times.
As long as I kill this human, this precious magic equipment will become part of the great Bing Zhuoâs collection!
Figuring this out, the White Dragon Bing Zhuo endured the intense pain of its wounds, stretched out its dragon claw, and once more launched a Claw Strike at Raine.
After several intense exchanges of blows.
The White Dragon Bing Zhuo once again chose to endure Raineâs heavy hammer blow, bearing the excruciating pain from its nearly bursting head wound, seized an opportunity, took a deep breath...
"Frost Breath!"
Seeing this time the energy of the icy white breath finally enveloped Raine completely.
The White Dragon Bing Zhuo was relieved!
It couldnât believe that he could survive the breath unscathed once more.
After the previous scene, Meredith and Benest, who stood by, were no longer worried like they were after the first breath, and continued their relentless assault towards the dragonâs eyes as large as fists.
But the White Dragon Bing Zhuo casually lifted a claw to block the incoming magic, its eyes sharp, still firmly staring at the icy mass formed after the breath.
Suddenly, its large yellow-brown pupils contracted sharply!
And just like last time, the scene repeated itself.
"Crack crack!"
The ice mass shattered, and Raine shot out like lightning, hammering once again at the face basin-sized, bloody wound on the White Dragon!
"Roar!!"
The White Dragon Bing Zhuo cried out in pain.
It couldnât understand how the opponent withstood its Frost Breath.
If there really is such magic equipment that can withstand its breath twice, if not a divine artifact, itâs almost similar, right?
But carrying a divine artifact?
This doesnât make sense!!
"(Dragon Language) Han Zhuo, help me! My brother, hurry and save me!" the White Dragon Bing Zhuo shouted in Dragon Language.
It wasnât that Bing Zhuo didnât have pride, but it found the human in front quite cunning.
His hammer blows repeatedly targeted its unhealed wound.
Even a dragon couldnât stand that!
Since Raine couldnât understand what was being said, his attacks did not stop and continued hammering at the wound created by the seventh-level magic âDeath Fingerâ on the White Dragon.
Though Raine didnât understand, someone nearby did.
Benestâs expression was stunned, and he immediately shouted, "Mr. Rein, itâs calling for reinforcements from a second white dragon!"
Meanwhile, Benest muttered to himselfâ
âItâs the first time Iâve seen someone make a white dragon cry out for help...â
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