Chapter 241: 239 White or White_1


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    These soldiers in white armor didn’t seem to possess great strength at all.


    With that in mind, it must be their weapons that are unusual.


    Most of the long spear soldiers were killed by Otto’s lightning breath, while the rest continued tounch attacks at Otto.


    Their peculiar white spearheads seemed to be replenishable, like disposable items.


    After throwing them, new ones quickly regenerated in their original positions.


    Simr to the sword and shield soldiers who had already died, their weapons and equipment appeared very unique.


    Otto was intrigued by them, and if possible, he would take some with him when he left here so that the ck iron dwarves could study them.


    Meanwhile, Otto’s me breath, along with its terrifying force and scorching heat, rushed towards the white-robed elder and his spellcasters.


    However, this time the oue was different.


    Just as Otto thought his me breath would burn all these pretentious people to death with an unstoppable force, the breath was blocked by a pure white light barrier in the middle.


    When the me breath ended, the light barrier slowly disintegrated into stardust specks in the air.


    The source of the light barrier was the white-robed elder himself.


    As the raging mes surged towards him, he quickly began chanting spells in anguage Otto had never heard before.


    Behind him, the other white-robed sorcerers recited the same spells and channeled their magic into the white light barrier.


    Even though Otto didn’t use his full force in this me breath, it was legendary in strength nheless.


    That these white-robed spellcasters could achieve such a feat through cooperation was surprising to Otto.


    Coming here in person this time was the right decision, as there were so many interesting things that even Konoheim might be excited about.


    As Otto thought this, the white-robed spellcasters who had just survived a wave of me breath seemed to be getting cocky.


    They first let out celebratory cheers, then quickly started preparing the next spell under the white-robed elder’s guidance.


    Still sticking to their customary white theme, arge group of white-robed spellcasters channeled their magic to the white-robed elder through a special technique.


    Then, as the white-robed elder swiftly recited his incantations, a bright white light ball suddenly appeared out of thin air.


    Next, a thick white beam erupted from the light ball, instantly shining upon Otto.


    This strange beam seemed to have an extraordinary corrosive ability, almost instantly piercing through Otto’s outer defense and starting to affect his thick scales.


    “You guys are really getting on my nerves ”


    With a dark expression on his face, Otto stared at the white-robed sorcerers who kept channeling their magic into the white light pir below and gave a cold sneer.


    Then, from his shoulder, the left and right heads unexpectedly detached and transformed into two smaller silver dragons.


    Subsequently, the two miniaturized Otto dragons quickly flew towards the group of white-robed sorcerers nearby.


    Meanwhile, Otto’s true form took a deep breath and blew out a mist-like toxic breath.


    The white-robed elder wanted to use the same trick by blocking the toxic breath with the white light barrier.


    However, one of the silver dragons flew straight above the white-robed spellcasters and then suddenly crashed down.


    One unfortunate white-robed spellcaster had his spine crushed first, and as the surrounding spellcasters prepared to deal with the small silver dragon, it abruptly plunged its front ws into its chest.


    Is this suicide?


    This thought crossed the minds of all the white-robed sorcerers around.


    The next second, a bright light burst from the little silver dragon’s chest.


    Then, apanied by a deafening explosion, the small silver dragon caused a terrifying st, obliterating everything within a 30-meter radius, leaving no trace of the white-robed sorcerers.


    For those white-robed sorcerers outside the explosion radius, it didn’t mean they could escape unscathed either.


    Many who weren’t too far away clutched their chests, vomiting blood.


    They were, apparently, struck dead.


    Because of this explosion, without sufficient backup magic support, the white-robed elder had no choice but to give up on creating the light barrier.


    Before the remaining survivors could catch their breath, the other small silver dragon descended.


    This time, itnded near the white-robed elder.


    “Protect the High Priest!”


    The crowd, which had already witnessed how terrifying this kind of attack could be, immediately erupted with such a voice.


    Simultaneously, the white-robed sorcerers around the elder voluntarily formed a human wall to protect him in the center of the crowd.


    But just relying on a human wall couldn’t save the white-robed elder from the terrifying explosion he had just experienced.


    So, these sorcerers used various spells to intercept the approaching little silver dragon.


    Some used magic missiles, others strange magical arrows, and some even took the shape of long whips.


    But no matter the form of the spell, the color was always white.


    Under the interception of various spells, the little silver dragon was forced to explode in midair.


    Although still powerful and wiping out many white-robed sorcerers nearby, the elder, known as the High Priest, used several defensive spells to survive the explosion.


    Twin self-destructive smaller forms had thrown the white-robed sorcerers’ formation into chaos, and as the white-robed elder was preparing to rally and attack Otto again, he found that the area was already filled with green poisonous fog.


    It was toote!


    Just as the white-robed elder was about to remind the surrounding white-robed sorcerers, it was already toote.


    Heavy thuds sounded all around, and arge group of white-robed sorcerers painfully clutched their necks and fell to the ground.


    Even the elder himself felt pain in his neck and lungs as if they were being scorched by mes.


    If this continued, he would soon fall like the other white-robed sorcerers, powerless.


    At the same time, he tried to use detoxification spells or other spells resistant to poison attacks on himself, but none had any useful effect.


    Obviously, the virulence of the green fog was far beyond his imagination.


    It seemed that they needed to enlist the aid of the great True God to punish this bizarre silver dragon who forcefully trespassed into the Holy City!