White Dragon! But its evolution template is Ultraman Monster!

"That's impossible! You're bluffing, you foolish white-scaled creature, don't try to deceive me again!"

Rune looked on in disbelief, his body trembling involuntarily.

This was the first time he had faced the dragon's might directly.

Having learned his lesson from Lynn once, Rune dared not gamble again. He paced back and forth, keeping a close eye on Lynn's situation, ready to dodge at any moment.

"Aren't you afraid I'll mess with you?"

Lynn was speechless and silently complained to himself.

Lynn was able to use Dragon Breath during the hatchling stage entirely thanks to the fusion ability [Frozen Earth Rock Burst Breath] provided by the Red King template.

This was Lynn's first time using this ability, and he hadn't mastered it well yet; it took him most of the day to cast the charge.

"Take this! Dragon's Breath!"

Lynn's body surged with magic, and waves of white light shone from his body, as if he were encased in a wave-like magical shell, which eventually converged at the dragon's head.

A cold mist slanted out, spreading and covering an area of ​​several dozen meters in front of Lynn.

"Hmph, a mere trick!"

Rune dodged to the side, exhaling several breaths of stale air, and relied on the frost giant's tough physique to withstand the sudden drop in temperature.

If it's just a regular white dragon's breath, as long as you don't take it head-on, the spreading low-temperature mist can only slow down Rune's movements, not defeat him.

If this is all the trump card Lynn has up his sleeve, then victory in this battle is clearly on Rune's side.

"Go to hell!"

Rune was overjoyed. He swung his giant axe, dodging Lynn's dragon head, and charged at Lynn from the side.

He wanted to interrupt Lynn's spellcasting and kill the white dragon.

The ground trembled slightly from Rune's stomping, and stones kept falling, adding to Rune's unparalleled aura.

Just as they were closing in and Rune was about to launch his attack, Lynn let out a roar and unleashed his magic to its fullest extent.

"Get out of here!"

Before Lynn's dragon head, dozens of sharp icicles, each encased in a rock the size of a football, appeared and shot toward Rune.

"What?!"

Rune was taken aback. While dodging the ice spikes he could avoid, he instinctively tried to use his steel axe to cleave the oncoming ice spikes.

However, to his surprise, both the ice spikes he dodged and the ice spikes he was about to cleave exploded violently at the same time.

The ice cones encasing the frozen soil burst open, transforming into hundreds of sharp ice spikes carrying rock and soil, piercing towards Rune from multiple angles.

Rune was instantly covered in frost, his body riddled with ice spikes, and even the steel axe in his hand was riddled with dents.

The results were outstanding.

Rune braced himself with his massive steel axe, ice spikes falling from his face, followed by a steady stream of blood.

Even if Rune's potential is fully activated, he cannot heal so many wounds in a short time, and can only let the blood fall and his life force rapidly disappear.

"You damned dragon, I'll kill you!"

Rune spoke fiercely, his eyes blazing with barely contained anger.

If looks could kill, Rune would have killed Lynn a hundred times over.

He had never heard of a white dragon hatchling that could not only use breath attacks, but also use such strange magic.

Ice Spike? Or what?

Run couldn't understand it.

Right now, Rune only wants to do one thing.

Kill Lynn.

Just then, Lynn noticed that the other two fledgling dragons had already used the cold mist Lynn had spread out to blend into the granite pile, ready to ambush him at any moment.

However, due to anger and confusion, Rune did not notice this subtle change.

"What are you yelling about? If you're so capable, come and kill me."

Lynn opened his mouth to mock, holding the mithril spear horizontally in front of him, imbuing it with a small amount of magic.

Despite the severe damage already suffered by Rune, Lynn did not let her guard down.

Lynn planned to draw Rune's fire to create an opportunity for the two young dragons to completely subdue the resurrected frost giant.

"You bastard, I'm going to chop you to pieces!"

Rune trembled with rage, his bronze body completely enveloped in a black aura swirling with an aura of immortality.

Strands of black light were injected into the giant steel axe, bursting forth with a black glow, as if some creature was wailing.

Rune broke free from the icy spikes binding his body, letting blood splatter everywhere. He raised his massive steel axe, which was bursting with dazzling black light, and with a mournful cry from the black light, he cleaved straight at the white dragon.

Rune is over four meters tall, while Lynn, who is over two meters tall, seems rather petite in comparison.

"This frost giant is a demon."

Lynn moved quickly, gathering all his strength into his dragon tail, and held his mithril spear horizontally to block the steel giant axe.

A crisp metallic clang rang out as the two weapons clashed. The weapon wielders gritted their teeth, trying to knock their opponent away and launch a series of attacks.

With his [Ultimate Strength], Lynn can perfectly mobilize all his strength, which allows him to compete with Rune in terms of power, and even shows a slight tendency to gain the upper hand.

"Die! You lowly white scales! Once you're the dogs of the frost giants, you'll always be their dogs!"

Rune's eyes were vacant, and his mouth did not move, yet an ancient giant's language emanated from him.

Upon closer listening, the source of the sound seemed to be more like Rune's steel giant axe, or perhaps the black light surrounding the steel giant axe.

Then, a crisp sound rang out, and cracks appeared on the mithril spear on Lynn's dragon tail.

Thanks to the magic attached to the mithril spear, ice crystals condensed in the cracks, barely keeping the spear in its original state and preventing it from breaking on the spot.

"What?!"

Lynn was taken aback by this sudden turn of events, a hint of surprise on his face.

Even worse, Lynn couldn't dodge.

Whoever falls into a disadvantageous position first will be hacked to death by the opponent.

"Feel honored! You will be the sixth white-scaled creature I slay!"

The ancient giant's voice rang out once more, its unparalleled power nearly crushing Lynn.

"What are you babbling about?! Yelia, Loslin, do it!"

Lynn doesn't understand the giants' language, nor is he afraid of Rune, because he is not alone.

Under Lynn's command, the two young dragons no longer hid. One on the left and one on the right, their tails shooting out granite as they lunged at Rune.

"I'll chop you to pieces first!"

The ancient giants roared in fury once more, and their steel axe erupted with a dazzling light, shattering the mithril spear into dust.

The steel axe broke through the mithril spear, cutting a long, thin wound on Lynn's body, from which blood seeped out.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Lynn had a flash of inspiration. He gathered all his strength in his left hind leg and kicked hard to the right, barely dodging the attack and only suffering some superficial injuries.

Rune's body, struck by the other two baby dragons, seemed to deflate, remaining in the position of having just finished its slash, but without launching any follow-up attacks.

"I'm not reconciled!"

The massive steel axe flashed with several black rays, forming the image of a ferocious, muscular frost giant on its surface.

The original Frost Giant, Rune, was already dead, killed in his first encounter with Lynn, by a finishing blow.

The black light was merely overdrawing on Rune's potential, forcibly prolonging his life.

"What exactly is this thing?"