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Chapter 305 Metal Dragon? You're talking nonsense!
The red dragon emerged from the high platform, its massive shadow obscuring the two tiny figures below.

Mazresh stared silently at the young man, a barely perceptible hint of doubt flashing in his lava-like vertical pupils.

You told him it was a bronze dragon?!

Although he is indeed very old, he is not so old that he can't even smell the red dragon!
'But this little thing tastes a bit strange? Is it a hybrid dragon?'

However, besides the red dragon, Mazresh also smelled many other scents, including one that resembled that of a bronze dragon.

However, judging the other party as a Metal Dragon solely based on this point is...
Ha ha.

Thinking of this, Mazresh glanced at the old gem dragon below with a hint of disdain.

Trash is trash; they can't even recognize a dragon species.

What bronze dragon? This is clearly a powerful five-colored dragon with red dragon blood as its main bloodline!
At this moment, Seth was unaware of what the powerful red dragon on the platform was thinking. Instead, he reached out to stop Li Ang, who was about to step forward, and said, "Lord Mazresh, Li Ang is still just..."

But before he could finish speaking, Mazresh interrupted him coldly: "I said let him come up here, don't you understand?"

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Faced with the unyielding attitude of the seventh-level dragon, Seth wanted to say something more.

But just then, a calm voice suddenly entered his ears: "Don't worry, Grandfather."

Before Seth could react, Leon had already walked in front of him.

Staring at the figure in front of him, the old gem dragon froze on the spot.

This little guy is more responsible than he imagined.

To be honest, even Seth himself didn't know what would happen if he continued to obstruct them.

If he really angers the red dragon on the platform, even if he doesn't lose his life in the end, his fate will definitely not be good.

However, now is not the time to think about such things, because Li Ang is about to take the brunt of Mazresh's wrath in his place.

Just as Seth was getting increasingly anxious, Mazresh had already slowly poked his head in front of Li Ang.

He stared at the young man before him, who showed no sign of fear, and narrowed his eyes slightly: "Aren't you afraid at all?"

As they spoke, crimson flames flickered faintly in the throat of the red dragon, and the pungent smell of sulfur instantly filled the entire circular conference hall.

However, faced with Mazresh's almost threatening actions, Li Ang's first reaction was that the other party's oral hygiene was not as good as that of Little Dragon.

However, he wasn't foolish enough to point that out; he simply grinned and said, "Why be afraid? Does Lord Mazresh really intend to kill me?"

"Or"

Li Ang paused slightly, then scanned the surrounding platform with his golden eyes, which had somehow ignited: "Will all of you here just stand by and watch you kill me?"

"Hehe." Upon hearing this, Mazrese couldn't help but let out a low laugh. "That's hard to say. If we really start fighting, no one here will be able to stop me."

Despite saying that, he was now certain that the young dragon in front of him truly had the blood of their red dragons flowing through its veins.

Especially those golden eyes. Although he didn't know what kind of dragon species could possess such a feature, the arrogance and haughtiness in them felt incredibly familiar to Mazresh.

Just like him.

At this moment, a hint of surprise flashed in Li Ang's eyes after hearing Mazresh's words.

'So arrogant?'

He never expected that the red dragon in front of him would disregard all the other dragons present.

Just as he was about to say something, a voice suddenly cut in between the two: "Alright, alright, Mazrese, why do you always scare the younger generation?"

The one speaking was a giant, bronze-colored dragon.

The moment Li Ang saw him, he recognized him as the "Lord Randolph" that Seth had mentioned.

And just as he expected, when faced with the brass dragon's obstruction, Mazresh suddenly spewed flames from his nostrils and sneered, "What? Randolph, do you think there's something wrong with what I said?"

"I didn't say that."

Randolph gave a casual reply, then propped his chin up with his strong forelimbs and looked Li Ang up and down with great curiosity: "You little guy are quite interesting, no wonder Seth thinks so highly of you."

"It seems that our Metal Dragons will soon have another seventh-level dragon."

For a dragon, several hundred years is but a moment, so there is nothing wrong with his words.

Of course, it's only "immediately" that there's no problem.

"A metal dragon?" As if he had heard something utterly ridiculous, Mazresh flicked his tail in utter displeasure. "No matter how you look at it, this little guy seems more like one of our red dragons!"

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Upon hearing this, Ceston was immediately filled with question marks. What did he mean by "more like a red dragon"? Did this little guy in front of him still have red dragon blood in his veins?!
Wait, no wonder he felt Lord Mazresh's behavior was a bit strange earlier, it turns out it was because of their own people!?

Realizing it was just a false alarm, Seth breathed a sigh of relief, but was immediately filled with doubt.

After all, from the first time he met Li Angqi, he only sensed an aura similar to that of a bronze dragon. It was only during this meeting that he vaguely noticed something was amiss.

'Could it be that this little guy's ancestors possessed red dragon blood, causing it to revert to its ancestral form recently?'

Without knowing about the console player and the Saint Thief, this is the most reasonable guess Seth could make.

After all, no one could have imagined that a bronze dragon could possess the bloodline of a red dragon after birth, and that the bloodline was so compatible that even a group of seventh-level dragons could not see through it.

Of course, Li Ang is even more exaggerated. He jumped from human to dragon, and even now, the race section on his character panel still clearly shows "human".

As Seth was wildly speculating about various possibilities, the atmosphere between the two seventh-level dragons on the high platform gradually became tense.

Upon hearing Mazresh's words, Randolph scratched the scales on his head with his paw, then asked with a puzzled look, "What are you talking about? Isn't this little guy a bronze dragon?"

“Look, Seth said he was a bronze dragon and he didn’t refute it, so how could he be a red dragon?”

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Playing dumb, right?

Mazresh was so angry he laughed, then said in an extremely arrogant tone, "Say what you will, but there's no doubt that this little guy has the blood of a red dragon flowing through his veins."

"Fine, fine, if it exists, it exists. Anyway, it has nothing to do with you. You were just scaring people."

"What I call elder's care, don't you understand!"

"Hehe, then I'm afraid you can't enjoy this kind of care for ordinary dragons."

Just as the two were arguing, a voice suddenly rang out in the conference hall.

"If you ask me, this little guy is more like our Time Dragon, isn't he?"

Upon hearing this voice, Randolph and Mazresh both shut their mouths, then said in unison, "Wollins, don't get involved!"

The two of them are already arguing fiercely; if another person joins the fray, who knows how chaotic things will become.

Especially the legendary dragon species like the Time Dragon. Although this dragon species is extremely rare, its abilities are just too overpowered!
Just as Randolph and Mazresh were getting a little tired of this, a black dragon suddenly stroked its chin and said, "Why do I feel like this little guy is more like a black dragon?"

Upon hearing this, the meeting room fell silent for a moment, then erupted into chaos.

"You're talking nonsense! Isn't it the White Dragon?"

"I think it looks like a silver dragon."

Looking at the chaotic scene on the high platform, Li Ang couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

He did know why this was happening: he had consumed too much dragon blood in the world of High School DxD.

Black dragon, white dragon, red dragon. On the contrary, Time Dragon Li Ang was a little confused.

However, after thinking about the capabilities he had been developing recently, he still had some guesses in his mind.

'Orpheus, huh?'

Li Ang felt that it should be correct, but it was still somewhat far-fetched.

Of course, it's also possible that the seventh-level Time Dragon is talking nonsense, since it seems that many dragons on the platform are just joining in the fun.

Just as Li Ang was lost in thought, the platform gradually returned to calm.

Mazres first glared at his fellow human beings around him, then asked Li Ang directly, "Choose me or him?"

As he spoke, he pointed to Randolph standing to the side.

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At this moment, Li Ang looked at the red dragon with a dark face on the high platform and was speechless for a moment.

Wait, how did it all suddenly get to him?!
More importantly, he doesn't even know what to choose!

After a brief silence, Li Ang spoke:

Can I choose neither?

　I did it!
　　However, today (the 24th) is the author's birthday, so there may only be one update. I'm letting you know in advance.

　　Of course, the author will still try his best to update twice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)