Dragon Who Controls Time

"You're putting up a stubborn resistance."

Garen shook his head slightly.

He accelerated to his maximum speed, his body leaving a Silver Trail in the air, and appeared in front of Grantham in the blink of an eye.

This legendary strange machinist was already drenched in sweat.

His face was as white as a sheet of paper.

Four exquisitely-shaped, fist-sized mechanical balls with strict structures were floating behind him.

The moment garen got close, the four mechanical balls shot out highly condensed spell beams, aiming at garen's head.

The energy level of these magic beams was very high, and it was Grantham's last resort after exhausting all its energy.

After it was shot, Grantham was unable to activate the imaska ring due to the depletion of its magic power.

Imaska's magic ring shrank to Grantham's wrist, and the light was restrained.

After losing the protection of imaska's magic ring, Grantham, who was still in the time freeze area, seemed to have turned into a lifelike sculpture at the first moment. Time was frozen, and it was motionless in the time freeze area.

At the same time, a few spell beams approached garen.

As the distance was very close and garen's speed was also very fast, it was not easy to Dodge the few extremely fast spell beams.

So garen decided not to Dodge.

He moved quickly and raised his Dragon Claw in an instant.

The Dragon Claw was the toughest and most dangerous part of a Dragon's body. As a time Dragon, garen's physical and magic resistance was much higher than that of ordinary legendary dragons.

Chi Chi Chi ...

Four magic beams landed on garen's dragon claws one after another.

Blinding sparks flickered, accompanied by a series of ear-piercing metal grinding sounds.

Garen felt a certain amount of pain.

In just a breath's time, these spell beams that could penetrate the earth and the ocean disappeared under garen's dragon claws.

Garen lowered his head and looked at his dragon claws.

In the middle, several Silver Dragon scales had been torn apart, and the flesh below had been charred Black by the high temperature of the opponent's attack.

Grantham's final all-out counterattack had injured garen.

But ... For garen's size, this kind of injury was no different from a normal human being being poked by a toothpick. The minor injuries were already gradually healing, and it would not take long before he would be as good as if he had not been attacked at all.

Garen looked at Grantham.

To be more precise, he was looking at the imaska ring on his wrist.

"Hehe, you're mine now."

Garen's dragon face revealed a smile that came from the bottom of his heart.

As he got closer to Grantham, garen reached out his dragon claws and casually grabbed Grantham's right arm and pulled it gently.

Buzzzzzz!

Grantham's right arm was extremely fragile under the Dragon's power, and it was directly separated from its body. Grantham's expression was still as if he was betting everything on this one move, and it did not change at all due to the time freeze.

A few drops of blood fell on the imaska ring.

The size of imaska's magic ring was just right for a normal human body, but it was pitifully small for garen.

However, this did not reduce garen's love for it.

He gently removed the bloodstained imaska ring with the tip of his Dragon Claw and gently held it on the tip of his right claw. Then, he quietly observed it with admiration.

At the same time, garen placed a few magic seals on Grantham and removed the time freeze.

Under normal circumstances, such an ordinary magic seal would not pose a threat to legendary creatures. However, Grantham had exhausted all of his magic power, and because of his broken arm, he had lost a large amount of blood. His body had fallen into an extremely weak state, and he could not break free from the magic seal that garen had placed casually.

Grantham came back to its senses and immediately felt a sharp pain in its arm.

He turned his head in confusion and saw that his right arm had disappeared.

The imaska magic ring that had a spiritual and magical connection with Grantham was now being played with by the Dragon in its claws.

His body was cold, and he was so weak that he couldn't even stand.

With a plop, Grantham fell to the ground.

He looked at the imaska magic ring in garen's hand, his face ashen.

There were only seven secret weapons in the imaska Second Empire, and each one was of great importance. Now that the imaska magic ring had been taken away by an unknown time Dragon, Grantham felt that he was a sinner of the imaska Second Empire.

I've let down Emperor imaska's trust. I'm a sinner of the Empire ...

Grantham was extremely remorseful.

He hated himself for not considering his Adjutant's suggestion and choosing not to cooperate with other magic fleets in order to gain more credit.

However, if Grantham were to do it a few more times ...

Without knowing the strength of the lava demiplane, he would still have made the same choice. If it weren't for so many legendary wyrms, even if there were a dozen more legendary wyrms in the lava demiplane, they wouldn't be a match for his magic fleet.

Grantham fell to the ground, its eyes dull, as if it had lost all its energy.

"I now believe that you're here to deliver resources."

Garen played with the imaska ring and smiled.

At the same time, his powerful spiritual power swept through imaska's ring inch by inch, wiping away all the connections Grantham had left on it.

Legendary equipment and its user were closely connected. Grantham was injured again, and his already weak body and spirit could not hold on any longer. He lay on the deck of the magic ship and passed out.