Dragon Who Controls Time

Stimulated by the scorching temperature and the strong smell of sulfur, elanter slowly opened his eyes.

In the blurry, dizzying world, the first thing that entered the eyes of the vice-captain of the twenty-first magic fleet was a tall silver wall.

"Where is this place?"

"Why am I here?"

Having just woken up from the dizziness, Elante's mind was still a little groggy.

He only felt as if his entire body had been crushed by a giant object, and there was no inch of his body that was not in constant pain. His throat was dry as if a handful of hot iron sand had been stuffed into it, and it was so painful that every breath he took was extremely painful.

Huala!

A cool stream of water poured down on erante's head, making him shiver all over without being able to guard against it. His body became wet, and his ragged clothes stuck tightly to his body that was full of wounds.

When the water came into contact with the wound, the omnipresent pain made him suck in a breath of the hot air of the lava demiplane.

Under such stimulation, Elante's mind, which had been muddled just a moment ago, was now much more clear-headed.

His heart seemed to be clenched as he recalled everything that had happened recently.

One by one, the magic ships were seized by the terrifying legendary dragons. Under the red flaming sky, the roars of the dragons and the roars of the crew were still vivid in Elante's mind.

damn it, Grantham should go to hell!

At the same time, the image of him giving Grantham a suggestion but getting severely reprimanded by him appeared in Elante's mind.

Now that the 21st magic fleet had almost completely fallen into the hands of the dragons, Grantham had to take full responsibility for his choice! Even if he could return to the second Empire of imaska safely, this damn guy must be sentenced to death in front of the people of the Empire!

Elante thought angrily to himself.

If Grantham had not been so headstrong and refused to listen to his advice, and had decided to cooperate with other magic fleets to explore this half-plane, perhaps they would still not have been a match for the dragons here, but they would not have been completely annihilated here, with no chance of escape at all.

Erante's heart was filled with anger towards Grantham, but as his condition improved, the noise in his ears that had been tainted by the flames of war gradually calmed down.

However, the world around irant did not quieten down. The voice in his memories had disappeared, but when he came back to his senses, it was replaced by another deep sound that made irant's body tremble.

It was the sound of breathing that sounded like deep thunder.

Erante had already heard many similar sounds before.

He knew what kind of creature could produce such a unique and terrifying breathing sound.

It was a Dragon's voice. It belonged to the legendary dragon that had defeated their magic fleet.

At the same time, as he sniffed the pungent smell of sulfur in the air, erant's blurry vision gradually became clear.

With a hint of fear in his eyes, Elante slowly raised his head.

The silver 'wall' was covered with layers of embedded Silver Dragon scales, and it was extremely eye-catching in the reddish-brown volcanic cave. Erante's eyes moved up and finally met with a pair of Platinum Dragon eyes.

Thump!

At this moment, the entire world seemed to have quieted down, and Elante could clearly hear her own heartbeat that was like a drum due to her nervousness.

He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and lowered his head, not daring to look into the Platinum Dragon eyes.

Erante remembered that it was this most terrifying Silver Dragon. When it moved, it was like a strong wind destroying a fragile wooden house, easily sinking the magic ship of the twenty-first magic fleet, which was the highest quality.

As a legendary strange machinist, Grantham, with the help of imaska's magic ring, only managed to hold on for a few minutes under its claws.

Elante didn't acknowledge Grantham's personality, but he was very familiar with his strength.

Moreover, the imaska magic ring had the most defensive power among the seven secret weapons of imaska.

At the same time.

Just as Elante lowered his head, he heard a Dragon's voice that was as deep as a suppressed volcano.

"Raise your head and look at me."

Elante's body trembled slightly, and his body moved on its own in fear. It was an obedient reaction that he hated, and he raised his head almost instantly when he heard the silver Dragon's voice.

The Dragon's imposing body was reflected in Elante's eyes.

Due to the huge difference in size, he had no choice but to raise his head high.

The silver Dragon lowered its eyes to look at the young-looking Elante.

His calm and indifferent gaze carried a soul-stirring pressure, and elanter felt as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on his heart.

He forced the corners of his mouth to move, revealing an ugly expression that made him not know whether to cry or laugh.

"I'll ask, you answer. If your answer satisfies me, you might still have a chance to live."

don't try to fool me. You're not the only captive here. Not everyone can ignore the threat of death. I've heard many answers.

Garen looked down at erant and said unhurriedly.

What role do you play in this magic fleet? "

Elante's clothes were different from the rest of the crew. Although they looked tattered now, one could still tell that he had a higher status in this magic fleet.