Evolving Silver Dragon-Chapter 435 - : 453 Do You Call This a Clone?_1

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Chapter 435: 453 Do You Call This a Clone?_1

As time continued to pass, Tiamat’s injuries, except for the more severe ones, had almost fully healed.

However, looking at Otto, the binding of the Dragon Armor became more and more severe. At this point, he could barely maintain his current altitude.

Given Otto’s current state of panting heavily and sluggish movements, even a fool could see that he was almost done for.

So even if Otto did not agree to her request, Tiamat was not in a hurry.

But what she didn’t understand was why Otto would simply fly in the air without doing anything? freewebnσvel.cøm

After all, in the beginning, even though the success rate was low, there was a chance if Otto was willing to take the risk.

Yet, after wasting so much time, Otto now had no chance at all.

But judging from Otto’s current expression, he didn’t seem to have given up. It seemed like there was a glimpse of hope and even a sense of certainty in his eyes.

So, what was the reason that allowed him to remain confident?

Considering his current state, relying on himself was unlikely. Was he waiting for the rescue of others?

Upon thinking of this, Tiamat began to review the memories of the Red Lotus Flame, and soon found it strange.

According to the Red Lotus Flame’s memory, Otto indeed had strong allies.

Konoheim and the Divine Flame Emperor were both powerful beings; and when she left the Land of Red Flames, she had carefully avoided their eyes and did not let them discover her.

However, considering the uniqueness of the Divine Flame Emperor, it was unlikely for him to take on the risk and confront Tiamat for Otto’s sake.

As for Konoheim? If the Red Lotus Flame’s memory was correct, he was occupied by something he thought was interesting.

For the time being, he should not have the energy to focus on anything else.

In this case, why was Otto so confident?

Tiamat could only assume that he might have succumbed to some sort of mental breakdown under the desperation.

After thinking for a while, Tiamat could only come to this conclusion.

However, time had passed for so long that her injuries had mostly recovered, and she became slightly impatient.

Although her injuries were healing, her energy and divine power were hard to replenish within a short period of time.

Moreover, Otto’s altitude had been steadily decreasing. It was estimated that it would not be long before he collapsed onto the sand dunes below due to exhaustion.

Tiamat didn’t have the leisure to discuss with Otto while lying on the sand dunes, so she said impatiently, “Otto, my patience has limits. This is your last chance.

Now, I will give you one last minute to consider. If you still cannot give me a satisfactory answer in the end…

Then death will be your only fate! I will crush both your body and soul into dust and erase your existence from this world!”

Having said that, she started counting down without waiting for Otto’s reply.

In the meantime, her gaze remained fixed on Otto, anticipating his subsequent reaction.

Of course, she didn’t forget to count down, and the speed of her countdown grew faster and faster.

Just as she counted down to the last thirty seconds, Otto, whose altitude had already decreased to a certain extent, let out a big grin.

Despite Tiamat’s surprised and puzzled expression, Otto sneered, “Why the rush? Well then, let me help you speed things up!”

The moment his words fell, Otto started counting down on his own, disregarding Tiamat’s reaction.

“Five! Four! Three… One!”

At the instant the final number was uttered, it seemed as if Tiamat realized something – the entire sky appeared to be in an uproar.

In an instant, dark clouds gathered and thunder roared.

“Roar!”

A distant earth-shaking dragon’s roar echoed, as if the very space around it trembled due to the deep sound.

At the moment Tiamat heard the roar, a wide teleportation gate appeared before her.

Immediately after, a huge dragon claw covered in terrifying black scales emerged from the teleportation gate, precisely grabbing Tiamat’s neck.

The grip of the dragon’s claw was strong, making it difficult for Tiamat to breathe and muster any strength.

Soon, following the direction of the dragon’s claw, a more powerful and larger Black Dragon could be seen through the teleportation gate.

At this moment, that Black Dragon forcibly pulled open the teleportation gate with its other claw.

Then, with its muscular dragon body, it squeezed its way through the teleportation gate, which was significantly smaller than its own size.

Tiamat struggled to lower her head, trying to identify the Black Dragon. Soon, she found a description of him within the memory of the Red Lotus Flame.

This was the Purgatory Demon Dragon Dark, an alternative side of Otto, similar to a type of split embodiment.

However, considering the terrifying and oppressive strength that Purgatory Demon Dragon Dark was currently exhibiting, it was evident that the Red Lotus Flame’s memory had some discrepancies.

You call this a split embodiment?

If Tiamat could argue with the Red Lotus Flame face-to-face right now, she might just spit on the face of the Red Dragon.

This Black Dragon was obviously much stronger and larger than the Silver Dragon Otto!

More importantly, from the Black Dragon’s body, Tiamat felt a familiar sensation.

Following her intuition, Tiamat’s gaze soon fell upon the Black Dragon’s claws.

Unlike the usual white or somewhat yellowish claws of a Black Dragon, this one had beautiful and slender razor-sharp claws, combining elegance with deadly sharpness.

But above all, the Black Dragon’s claws were more like delicate blue crystals rather than the usual organic structure of claws.

And Tiamat’s familiarity came from these blue crystal-like claws.

However, before Tiamat could ponder further, Black Dragon Otto began to tighten his grip, the pain snapping Tiamat back to attention.

She then watched as the sharp blue claws effortlessly broke through her red scales, the razor-sharp talons drenched in crimson blood as they dug deep into her flesh.

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