White Dragon Lord

Chapter 77:

Amoss face was etched with uncertainty. If the master-level auxiliary magic could not conceal the magic fluctuations, then only a Legend was involved behind this. However, descendants of Titans: Sea giants, should not have a legendary level existence among them.

Could it be some kind of magic ritual?

Amos thought of this possibility. After all, with sufficient preparation, master-level spellcasters could indeed perform legendary magic with the help of magic rituals such as altars.

To confirm this speculation, he would have to see with his own eyes. Though he couldn't break through the defence of the fog silently with his power, he intended to break through his current level.

Of course, it was also necessary to have a strategy to breakthrough.

Amos returned to the trench, and after casting a silent enchantment, he muttered a magic spell, and three identical white dragons appeared beside him

Clone technique!

Before it was over, Amos performed another magic spell.

Invisible Barrier. Greater Effect!

The four white dragons disappeared together.

The perspective was shared between the clones and him. This feeling of looking at yourself was very strange, like looking in a mirror.

Amos took out a few spherical objects from the dimensional bag and handed them to each of the clones. The four white dragons glanced at each other, then dived under the trench, spread out, and distributed them on the edge of the invisibility barrier.

Amos thought, and a magic eyeball appeared in front of the white dragon.

Mage's Eye!

He controlled this preliminary exploration magic and flew into the mist.

As soon as the eyeball touched the mist, several tidal spears shot at it, destroying the Mage's Eye. At the same time, the clone one hundred meters to the left of him moved out of the invisibility enchantment, and appeared, hurriedly rushing to the mist.

Several tidal spears flew towards the white dragon clone. It moved left and right to dodge them, but was hit by one stronger tide spear and dissipated.

However, it didnt matter. The two were just baited to attract the attacks. The clone on the other side of the white dragon moved when its companion was defeated by the tide spear, and quickly rushed into the mist.

It didn't take long for the clone to rush out of the mist. Through the shared vision of the clones, Amos saw the scene at the bottom of the trench.

A group of Sea Giants gathered on the flat ground at the bottom of the trench, clasped their hands on the chests, closed their eyes while bowing their heads, and surrounded an ancient altar on which stood a statue of Titan that was twenty meters tall.

An old Sea Giant prophet with a skull necklace around his neck and wrinkled skin presided over the magic ritual. He stood in front of the Titan statue with his hands open, as if he wanted to embrace the world.

Around the body of the Sea Giant prophet, magical energy surged and condensed into substantial gas, which overflowed, and put a coat of energy on him.

At the same time, his lips squirmed quickly, chanting the Titan prayer, and his voice was low and vague, with a trace of evil.

Along with the boundless prayers, seven small statuettes of Titans shined with unidentified red energy, and it poured into the large idols on the altar.

Amos's pupils shrank, those small statues of Titans were the same size as those captured by his siblings, but their postures were different.

In the sea above the crowd, five Sea Giants were guarding the ongoing ritual. The previous tide spears were shot by them. Amos recognized the leader among them. They were the three master Sea Giants who attacked White Scale City.

The master-level Sea Giant looked at the white dragon that barged in, and his heart turned chaotic. The secret path was forbidden, so it hurriedly shot the tide spear in his hand.

The white dragon clone smiled contemptuously at the Sea Giant, activated and threw the alchemy bomb it was holding in its hands.

The white dragon clone was hit and dissipated, but the alchemy bomb flew towards the Sea Giant.

The Sea Giants looked at the flying spherical unknown object, with their hair standing upright, and hurriedly blocked it.

These Sea Giants still had two brushes. They still intercepted the alchemy bomb in a hurry, but they were too late.

Because this was a poisonous alchemy bomb!

The poisonous alchemy bomb split in the seawater, and the dark green venom spread along the waves.

The master Sea Giant looked at the rapidly spreading venom, his scalp was numb, and he shouted in horror: "Quick! Remove the seawater!"

The command took a group of subordinates of high-ranking Sea Giants who quickly displayed the talents of Sea Giants, controlled the seawater, and moved the seawater polluted by the venom upwards.

Amos successfully broke through the fog. When he saw the scene at the bottom of the trench, he began to flee to the sea. He felt the magic fluctuations in the back, and a flash of inspiration appeared in his mind, when the prophet ordered the others to deal with a large group of enemies, he scattered. The clone could attract the attention of enemies.

The white dragon clone turned around and returned, aiming to harass the Sea Giants to remove the poisonous seawater.

Because the clone was an energy body, it was not afraid of poison, so it broke into the dark green seawater, used its wings to fan the seawater, and spread the poison, releasing magical energy at the same time.

He successfully disturbed the Sea Giant who were casting spells.

The Sea Giants lost control of the seawater. They looked at the white dragon who was sowing in the dark green seawater, and their anger surged higher than the dancing sea waves.

The master Sea Giant retreated quickly, avoiding the poison, and at the same time threw a tide spear, piercing the white dragon clone as it dissipated.

But there were still two high-level Sea Giants who couldn't dodge and encountered highly poisonous seawater, but the Sea Giants were high-level creatures with a natural biological level of twelve, and they did not immediately lose their lives.

However, they were not far from death. The two Sea Giants turned purple, their eyes widened, and they grasped their necks with their hands, feeling difficult to breathe. They were quickly swallowed by the diffused dark green water, and soon disappeared.

The Sea Giants praying below arrived, working together to remove the poisonous seawater that spread widely without any restraint.

The Sea Giants looked at the two corpses suspended in the sea, and their faces flushed with anger. The entire Sea Giant tribe had only about twenty members, who had been hiding in the seabed for a long time.

The companions who lived with them for so long died, and their clan was reduced by nearly one-tenth at once. Several Sea Giants immediately wanted to rush to the ditch and kill the white dragon.

The leader of the Sea Giants hurriedly stopped them: "Stop!"

A young Sea Giant was emotionally fierce: "Leader! I want revenge!"

The leader of the Sea Giants roared angrily: "Vengeance? You think I don't want revenge! But what revenge! We are exposed! This white dragon is just a pathfinder! Other legendary dragons will come soon, if you don't hurry up and open the passage, we all have to die here!"

The Sea Giant leader gritted his teeth and looked at the corpse of his companion, his chest undulating violently, but as a leader, he could not be dazzled by anger, he had to be responsible for the other living members.

The leader of the Sea Giant said in a low voice: "Everyone, go back and continue the ceremony."

The leader of the Sea Giants floated to the surface after speaking.

The Sea Giants looked at the leader's lonely back, and fell silent, returning to the altar one after another, continuing to pray.

The old prophet had been focusing on magic rituals, his actions and even his expressions had not changed from beginning to end.