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#419 - Chapter 153: Frost Dragon

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, a wildfire bomb struck the Frost Dragon squarely on its head, triggering an earth-shattering explosion. Surprisingly, the flames erupting from the bomb weren't the usual red or orange, but an eerie green—wildfire! This special flame possessed a far greater destructive power, and the edges of the ice crystal dragon body showed signs of melting. The attack successfully interrupted the Frost Dragon's brewing breath.

"Awoo~ Awoo!" Enraged, the Frost Dragon roared furiously, its burning head fixed on the humans below. It immediately locked onto Daenerys and her companions, who stood out from the rest. As a magical construct, it could keenly sense human emotions. Amidst the atmosphere of panic, fear, and anxiety, Daenerys, radiating warmth and confidence, stood out like a bonfire in the night. Her presence was an obvious provocation to the Frost Dragon, and it angrily roared, turning and lunging directly at her.

"Your Grace! Watch out!" Missandei cried out in terror, instinctively throwing her arms around Daenerys to protect her. The people on the wall watched this heart-stopping scene, holding their breaths and praying for them.

The soldiers fired at the ice dragon like madmen. Whether it was flaming arrows or dragonglass arrows, they only chipped off a thin layer of ice when they struck the dragon's body.

"Protect the Queen!" some powerful knights shouted in unison, rushing towards them.

At that moment, a black streak of lightning flashed across the sky, heading straight for the Frost Dragon. A spear, imbued with unparalleled force, instantly tore through the Frost Dragon's left wing. The ice dragon lost its balance in the air, plummeting to the ground, its massive head crashing into the ice wall, shattering a watchtower and a large section of wooden railing.

The ice dragon then slammed heavily into the ice wall of the Wall, rolling down along it, crushing many of the wights that were climbing.

The soldiers turned their heads in surprise to see Liu Yuan retracting his right hand after throwing the spear. The officers were the first to react, roaring, "What are you waiting for? Do you want those things to climb up? Attack now!"

Awakened by the officers' shouts, the soldiers plunged into battle. The ice wall of the Wall was densely covered with wights. Unlike the wildlings, wights were tireless and fearless of death. Even as wights slipped and fell from the smooth ice wall, they continued to swarm forward like ants.

"Damn it, that thing isn't dead! Throw wildfire down there! Space it out—release!" The officers possessed considerable tactical acumen, quickly making reasonable tactical arrangements upon seeing the struggling Frost Dragon below.

Under his command, a series of wildfires were quickly ignited and thrown over the wall by the soldiers. Each wildfire explosion shattered the surrounding wights. With each loud bang, the entire Wall shook, as if it were about to collapse. The wights climbing on the ice wall fell like leaves swept away by a gale, while those below were obliterated by the powerful shockwaves.

At the same time, the Frost Dragon was also severely affected. The explosive impacts threw its massive body off balance, causing it to roll uncontrollably. The green flames continued to burn, causing it immense pain. Yet, despite being heavily wounded, the massive monster was not dead, stubbornly struggling to rise again.

The Night King revealed his anger, letting out a low roar, probably cursing. Then, he raised his ice crystal staff, and the icy crown on his head flashed with a dazzling blue light.

With a wave of the staff, a blue beam shot from its tip, precisely illuminating the ice dragon. Immediately, dense ice mist rapidly rose, completely enveloping the ice dragon's massive body. Steam surged and churned, accompanied by a "Sizzle~" sound, as if sulfuric acid were corroding metal, sending chills down the spine.

The ice dragon howled in agony, its voice echoing across the battlefield. However, moments later, the wildfire on the ice dragon gradually extinguished, and ice crystals began to rapidly grow on its surface, instantly restoring the areas scorched by the wildfire. Moreover, jagged ice spikes emerged on its body like armor, making it look even more menacing and terrifying.

The ice dragon roared deafeningly once more at the soldiers on the wall, then spread its massive wings and swung them powerfully. Instantly, its body shot up like a cannonball, charging towards the wall with unparalleled momentum.

At that moment, the ice dragon's speed was noticeably faster than before, reaching the wall in the blink of an eye. It opened its maw, mercilessly biting at the soldiers.

"Whoosh!" Suddenly, a burst of intense flames erupted on the ice dragon. The fire was incredibly powerful, directly blasting the ice dragon backward.

A massive dragon head appeared on the other side of the Wall. It was Leviathan, arriving just in time to unleash a torrent of fiery breath upon the ice dragon. Leviathan's body was enormous, its wings spanning tens of meters, like a mobile volcano, radiating endless majesty and intimidation. Its appearance instantly raised the surrounding temperature, as if one were standing inside a furnace.

Leviathan spread its wings, and with raging flames, instantly arrived above the Frost Dragon, using its thick hind legs to tear deep gashes into the Frost Dragon's chest and abdomen.

But the Frost Dragon was not a creature of flesh and blood, and these wounds had limited effect on it. It hissed and launched a counterattack. The ice dragon's claws scratched sparks on Leviathan's hard scales, but failed to penetrate its defenses. Leviathan's scales were exceptionally strong, as hard as steel, and the ice dragon's attacks simply could not inflict substantial damage.

Moreover, Leviathan's body possessed a powerful regenerative ability, quickly recovering from any injuries it sustained. Meanwhile, the ice dragon's ice crystal claws shattered upon colliding with Leviathan's scales.

The two dragons intertwined in the air, flying higher and higher, engaging in the most primal form of combat. Their bodies were massive and powerful, each collision generating enormous impact, causing the surrounding air to vibrate violently. Leviathan was larger, with greater physical defense and strength, while the Frost Dragon was a magical creation, possessing special abilities and advantages. Nevertheless, the battle between the two was intensely fierce, and for a time, it was impossible to determine the victor. Overall, Leviathan was gradually gaining the upper hand, but that did not mean the Frost Dragon was without any means of retaliation.