Chapter 535: Please raises grolls
 

Who doesn’t know how to talk tough? In Otto’s view, the Spider Goddess’s words were equivalent to telling him not to leave after school.

Not bothering with the Spider Goddess, Otto wouldn’t leave this plane so easily without being fully prepared.

Now that he had offended so many deities, he’d probably be beaten to a pulp as soon as he stuck his head out.

Having shattered the four gods’ schemes once again and with the Blood Fortress already destroyed, all that was left to deal with were the scattered War Children and the underground army from the Dark Domain.

But these matters were Gaz’s responsibility, so Otto didn’t need to worry too much.

However, it seemed that Sofia and others were quite interested in the core of the Blood Fortress or to be precise, relic left behind by the Spider Goddess.

Under the personal command of the half-elf girl, a large group of dexterous black iron dwarves, armed with chisels, engraving knives, and various other tools, skillfully dismantled and removed anything valuable from the core of the Blood Fortress.

In a short time, the fortress’s core, which had been stuffed with various things, was stripped bare, left with nothing, just like an empty house.

Although Otto was curious about this, when he asked Sofia, she just giggled and shook her head as if this was classified information for now.

Compared to this, Otto had some other matters to deal with as soon as possible at the moment.

The war between the Dragon Soaring Empire and the Eastern Empire could be said to be over, although some border towns had been temporarily spared from the invasion of war for various reasons.

But it would be enough for Otto to leave these things to Gaz. However, the battlefield in the Lait Territory on the other side of the continent was becoming increasingly fierce.

The main reason Otto was so anxious to end the fighting here was that the pressure on the other side was too great.

Frostfire was seriously injured, and Snow Cold Wind and Saru seemed to be at their wit’s end trying to resist the increasingly powerful Silver Dragon, Light Proud Silver Radiance.

So Otto wanted to deal with the trouble here as soon as possible and personally head to the Lait Territory.

Although battle reports were delivered to him frequently, it was still impossible to fully understand the situation without witnessing it first-hand.

Just before Otto set off, Frostfire visited him himself, looking to be in terrible shape.

Among the many undead dragons, Frostfire was by far the strongest and appeared splendid while helping Otto deal with various troubles.

However, at this moment, Frostfire looked miserable, languishing, and covered in various degrees of wounds.

But compared to these, the divine power that wrapped tightly around his yellowed skeleton like slender venomous snakes was truly fatal for Frostfire.

At first glance, Otto recognized the source of this divine power that entwined Frostfire.

It was from an old acquaintance, probably the Platinum Dragon King’s handiwork.

Of course, if the Platinum Dragon King had personally taken action, Frostfire wouldn’t have had a chance to come before him.

So it seemed that the silver dragon called Light Proud Silver Radiance had borrowed some power from the Platinum Dragon King to achieve this.

As Otto pondered, Frostfire respectfully prostrated before him, panicked, and said, “I’m sorry, my Lord, your humble servant has disappointed you…”

Frostfire’s shaky voice pulled Otto’s wandering thoughts back, and he glanced at him, then slightly opened his mouth.

With his continuous inhalation, the divine power that had belonged to the Platinum Dragon King, entwined around Frostfire’s body, turned into specks of stardust and converged into Otto’s mouth without pause.

Before long, this divine power had become nourishment for Otto, and Frostfire, no longer being corroded by it, was still seriously injured but no longer in mortal danger.

His less damaged bones would heal on their own over time.

As for those severely damaged and unable to heal naturally, Frostfire would have to find replacements on his own.

Looking at Frostfire, who was grateful for his new lease on life, Otto tossed him a huge blue Dragon Crystal.

Although it hadn’t been tested, it should work on undead dragons as well.

Unlike pure-blooded dragons with infinite potential, undead dragons like Frostfire wouldn’t experience significant changes in strength, barring accidents.

For Frostfire, although the side effects were unclear, the Dragon Crystal was undoubtedly a gift.

After all, the strength of those Otto Dragons had left a deep impression on him.

Lying on a platform covered with gems, Otto coldly looked at Frostfire, not giving him time to say anything else.

“I’m not giving you much time. Accept this gift and then take me to the Lait Battlefield,” he said in an authoritative tone before seeming to mutter to himself, “It’s time for this farce to end…”

It didn’t take Frostfire long to recover his strength and absorb the gift Otto had given him.

Although the new joints were still somewhat stiff, in less than a week, Frostfire stood in front of Otto, his yellow bones turning blue, apparently ready to go.

Not long after, under Frostfire’s guidance, Otto appeared on the battlefield in the Lait Territory.

By coincidence, as soon as Otto arrived, a fierce battle was underway.

On the ground, flags were mixed, and the opposing side that suddenly attacked the Lait Territory seemed like a bunch of despicable pirates, comprising various races with mismatched equipment that didn’t match their claims of righteousness.

In contrast, the neatly-armored troops of the Soaring Dragon Legion from Nolan Forest looked more like a regular army.

Although the ground battle was fierce and chaotic, it was the dragons entangled in the sky that ultimately decided the outcome.

Light Proud Silver Radiance was also injured but apparently not severely, as he personally led the attack on the undead dragons and Otto Dragons at that moment.

As they temporarily lost Frostfire, the dragons loyal to Otto had long been at a disadvantage.

Even with a large number of flying monsters joining the battle, Chimeras and Wyverns, the dominant air forces on ordinary days, seemed powerless against the pure-blooded dragons of certain strength.