Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 57: 056 Shut Up for Me_1

Translator: 549690339

As ripples continued to flash on the deep green teleportation portal, another batch of undead creatures crawled out from it.

This time, even powerful soldiers like Skeleton Minotaurs and Ogre Zombies appeared. If this continued, everything would be over.

Otto clenched his teeth and continued his attacks, but no matter if it was his sharp dragon claws, tail strikes, or even Flame Breath, none could destroy the teleportation portal made purely of magical power.

His efforts ultimately only eliminated the undead creatures that just crawled out of the portal.

“What a ridiculous struggle…”

The Giant Ghost flew in the air, sneering at Otto’s futile efforts.

The first batch of undead creatures had already launched a charge towards Sofia.

Meanwhile, the Half-Elf Lolita was working hard to eliminate the pitch-black fog in the sky, unable to spare any time.

Thanks to her efforts, most of the sky had cleared up, and with just a little more hard work, the fog could be completely eradicated.

But the undead wouldn’t give her the time or opportunity, as skeletons and a few zombies were running towards her in a twisted manner.

Of course, their running speed wasn’t very fast.

Although these undead creatures were weak, their number was astonishing, with just the first batch estimated to be in the hundreds.

“Roar!”

More than fifty Ogres guarding Sofia showed no intention of retreating.

Though fearful, they all lifted their crude weapons one after another at Mega

Fatty’s roar.

“Boom!”

A basketball-sized fireball burst in the densest area of the undead, causing shattered bones and severed zombie limbs to fly up, raising the morale of the Ogres.

“For the fireball! RUA!!!”

Mega Fatty raised his patched Fire Stick and let out a charge roar, and the Ogres immediately charged up like they were injected with adrenaline.

Little Fatty and Wuga dashed to the front of the formation, the two of them acting like a sharp blade, leading the Ogres behind them to forcefully tear open the undead formation.

While there were many numbers of weak skeletons and zombies, it was difficult to cause fatal trouble to the tall and strong Ogres.

Little Fatty, wielding the Serpent Lizard Bone Hammer, swiftly moved across the battlefield. Every time he swung his huge war hammer, he sent several skeletons or zombies flying.

He knew how to use his strength reasonably, achieving the maximum results with the smallest cost.

Having learned battle experience from many Lizardman Warriors while building the Land of the Soaring Dragon, Little Fatty was slowly becoming more like a qualified professional warrior.

Completely opposite to Little Fatty was Wuga, who was a traditional, powerful Ogre, relying solely on strength and physique.

This Ogre, whose size was nearly the same as Mega Fatty, wielded a robust tree trunk with ease thanks to his extraordinary strength.

Such a crude weapon showed astonishing power and results when facing slow-moving, low-level undead.

Thoughtless skeletons and zombies that only knew to keep moving forward wouldn’t dodge, eventually just being swept away by the thick tree trunk.

Wuga’s results were much more forceful than Little Fatty’s, as he cleared a large semicircular space with himself at the center.

The well-equipped Elf Corpse Demon took off its longbow from behind, drew a sharp bone arrow and aimed at Wuga, wanting to eliminate this major threat as soon as possible.

“Boom!”

But before it could successfully shoot the arrow, a basketball-sized fireball blasted it into the sky.After a while, an ugly head fell to the ground in the distance, with a resentful expression on its face, and finally closed its eyes forever.

The excited Mega Fatty, who caused all this, raised his patched Fire Stick in his hand.

After Sofia’s training these days, he was already able to use the Fireball skill twice in a row.

Of course, that was his limit. After attempting a few more times without success in casting the spell, Mega Fatty threw his beloved Fire Stick on the ground with a “pop” sound.

Then, he took out a Serpent Lizard war hammer like Little Fatty’s and guarded Sofia with it.

As a qualified mount ogre, he couldn’t let his master be exposed to danger alone.

Compared to the fifty Ogres, the hundreds of skeletons and zombies looked mighty, but when they collided head-on, the powerless skeletons and zombies could only be crushed under the Ogres’ hammers.

By the time the last skeleton was smashed by Little Fatty, not a single Ogre had died.

Only two ogres had lost their combat power due to severe injuries, and now they had crawled to the side to rest.

It was the toughness of the monster race like Ogres that could make this possible; if it were just ordinary human soldiers, even if they eventually won, they would have to lose more than half.

The undead’s first attack failed, and the Giant Ghost in the air just shook his head casually, as the skeletons and zombies were his weakest minions.

Even the Corpse Demons were not strong enough, and soon the Wraiths and Banshees would enter the battlefield through the portal, and there were even Death Knights waiting behind.

As long as the magic fluctuations of the portal stabilized, these powerful undead creatures could sweep away all obstacles in front of them.

Yes, as long as the portal was stable…

Huh?

The Giant Ghost looked strangely at Otto, what was this weird Silver Dragon Beast doing?

Under the Giant Ghost’s incomprehensible gaze, Otto actually brought his mouth close to the magic fluctuations of the portal.

“Finally scared silly by the desperate situation, trying teeth when claws and tails don’t work, it’s something that only lowly dragon beasts can think of…”

But before he could think of any more sarcastic sentences, he was shocked to find that Otto’s action, which he had regarded as a joke, actually worked!

At this moment, Otto’s mouth was like the entrance of a vacuum cleaner, quickly sucking the magic that formed the Magic Circle into his stomach.

“Am I dreaming…”

The Giant Ghost was stunned for a moment, then finally reacted, realizing that undead beings don’t sleep…

“Damn it, stop it!”

Under such circumstances, how could the Giant Ghost remain calm as before?

He immediately rushed towards Otto, trying to stop the strange Silver Dragon.

But by the time he got there, it was already too late, as all the magic that formed the Magic Circle had been devoured by Otto.

“You…You dare!”

Desperate, the Giant Ghost searched all around, but in the end, he still failed to find any trace of the portal.

At this point, reopening the portal with a Magic Circle seemed impossible.

The Skeleton Soldiers who built the portal were not ordinary undead; their bones had long been strengthened by various precious magic materials.

Simply put, they were very valuable.

And making them was very time-consuming….