Amber Sword-Chapter 638: Episode 68 Underground King (19) (2nd update, please support)

To be precise, it is a sub-dragon species.

When the dragon beast stands on its two feet, it looms like a towering fortress. Its color is a mix of sky blue and green, with the edges of its scales reflecting a cold light like steel. Each keratinous scale is several inches thick, shimmering from a distance as if it were clad in a layer of metal plates.

But the true distinctive feature of this creature is its ugly, angular triangular head, with a pair of deep-set eyes fixed in its sockets—one pale blue eye, but with a golden flame representing the lineage of dragons flickering in its pupil.

The Wind Dragon Adela, even the Hellhound appears as tame as a little dog in front of its adult form. It stands at the top of the food chain in the lowest domain of the Mountain of Storm Silence. The natives of that land call it the Wind Dominator.

There is a legend that the Wind Dragon Adela is a descendant of the Sky Giant Dragon, the Dragon of Calamity, Azure, in the Mortal World. However, in Brand’s era, the Cruz Empire Royal Museum Society had already refuted this assertion, favoring instead the view of the High Mountain Dwarves:

The Wind Dragon Adela descends from the Blue Dragon. Unlike those elves in the clouds, it is more of a ferocious predator, and the blood flowing within it is not that of cold elemental lineage but warm and wild blood.

But regardless of the bloodline, it does not diminish the title of this atmosphere’s dominator. Even the young Wind Dragon Adela before Brand, which has yet to reach full maturity, possesses the strength of a Golden Upper.

"Damn it!" Brand cursed inwardly. The true strength of the Wind Dragon Adela lies in its immunity to all Air Magic. The Fate Arena must have scanned the Wind Spirit Spider, which was why it released such a creature—since the Wind Spirit Spider comes from the lowest domain of the Mountain of Storm Silence, and Adela is one of its greatest predators.

This is blatant cheating. In the past, Brand would have immediately logged off and stormed the forum to curse the designers.

But now, he could only reluctantly accept all this—

Fortunately, it seemed that this place could only scan the card creatures themselves, but not other cards attached to them. Because the attack attributes of the Holy Sword Card come from the Earth Element, which happens to counter Air Element creatures significantly.

Thinking about this, he couldn’t help but feel a sense of vengeful pleasure.

Unlike Brand’s colorful thoughts at the moment, the others had fewer thoughts upon seeing this towering behemoth—they all gasped collectively, a fear tightening their hearts.

Even those who had seen little in their lives, having never left Shafelund, at least recognized the category to which this creature belonged.

Dragon.

Although they may not distinguish between the true giant dragons, sub-dragon species, secondary dragons, and flying giant lizards from the Amber Sword, they undoubtedly had one thing in common: acting as the final boss figure in legends or bedtime stories.

Everyone grew up listening to tales of dragons, whether they were mythical dragons like Twilight and Darkness, or Sky Giant Dragons—Azure, Chi Lie, and Crystal, or those flame-breathing dragons on the ground. Too many stories have been told describing the power these creatures represent. Moreover, as the last golden bloodline on earth, they themselves are shrouded in both mystery and nobility.

It’s not surprising that Joka, Maher, and Kevan all held their breath together, even Yuta, Qian, and Kulan couldn’t help but freeze. They still recognized the winged dragons used by Erune’s military, but certainly not this thing.

This gigantic beast, shining with an interwoven glow of sky blue and green, its wings spread like blades, cutting the metal cage into pieces.

This was what a giant dragon looked like.

They thought in unison.

The only one to react was Maher, maybe because the boy was naturally more insensible. He suddenly pushed Kevan beside him with force and whispered, "Is he challenging again? Is he trying to save us?"

Kevan said nothing, his heart pounding as he looked at the giant dragon, even though he knew it was not aimed at them. Yet an ordinary person couldn’t help but feel insignificant in the face of such a colossal beast, as if a simple flap of its wings could kill them with the spreading current.