Evolving Silver Dragon

Chapter 422: 440 Creative Desire_1
Silver Dragon Otto took matters into his own hands, and those who slipped through the cracks in Stania would never stir up any trouble.

However, some spellcasters, taking advantage of being natives of Stania, hid in some hard-to-reach nooks and crannies.

But with the help of Black Hand, who was also from Stania, and his students, those weren’t problems anymore.

At this time, Silver Dragon Otto, transformed into an Undead Dragon, was standing boldly in the central square of Stania with his eyes narrowed as if watching a play.

On the other end, Grand Mage Blackhand and his students, who chose to stay behind, stood proudly against a group of spellcasters led by Chris and Patton, who were captured and tightly bound.

At this moment, having his wand confiscated and his magical power restricted, the fat old man Patton was pointing at Blackhand and cursing loudly.

Spittle flew everywhere, and the surrounding spellcasters looked on with disbelief.

In the past, this great mage always maintained an enigmatic image, not showing such scolding like a shrewish woman.

Compared to Patton, Chris seemed much calmer, but his eyes were full of anger when looking at Blackhand.

As for all this, Blackhand seemed unaffected.

He just sneered coldly. Before Silver Dragon Otto appeared, he had suffered a lot from Chris and Patton’s bullying.

If it weren’t for his outstanding strength, he would have been blasted to pieces by various spells long ago.

Now, with Otto backing him, he could finally hold his head high.

Moreover, seeing that the Undead Dragon boss who appeared suddenly seemed to give him complete authority over how to deal with these spellcasters.

With power at hand, Blackhand quickly thought of a plan as he looked at Patton, who hadn’t stopped talking.

Blackhand quickly chanted a spell, and a black, intricate magic array appeared beneath Patton.

At this moment, the fat old man Patton seemed to notice something and tried to move away quickly.

But he was almost tied up like a rice dumpling now, and after struggling a few times, he fell to the ground awkwardly.

Then, a thick black iron spike suddenly emerged from the magic array beneath him and pierced through Patton’s abdomen from bottom to top.

With his remaining strength, the black iron spike lifted Patton’s dying body and blood into the air as he screamed.

With a resentful look at Blackhand, Patton convulsed twice and then hung limply below, clearly dead beyond dead.

Blackhand’s method of killing Patton was cruel and also served as a deterrent to the other spellcasters.

After scaring the faces of the crowd of spellcasters pale, Blackhand cast a cold gaze at Chris.

Feeling Blackhand’s malicious gaze, Chris understood clearly the fate that awaited him.

Seeing the fate that befell his old friend Patton, Chris sighed and made up his mind.

“Pfft!”

Just when Blackhand was considering how to deal with Chris, the latter suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood and died with his head lowered.

It turned out that Chris chose to detonate the remaining magic power in his body, preferring to die by suicide rather than submitting to Blackhand.

All in all, he was a man of pursuit, but this infuriated Blackhand even more.

As a result, a thick black iron spike grew from Chris’s corpse, and although he chose to commit suicide, he suffered the same fate as Patton.

Afterward, Blackhand gave the other angry or fearful spellcasters two choices.

The options were simple—submit or die!

Chris and Patton’s original strength was slightly stronger than Blackhand’s. If it weren’t for their considerable magical power being depleted by the Master of Magic, Blackhand might have been killed by them already.

To prevent them from affecting his status in the future, Blackhand chose to execute both of them first, preventing any accidents from happening.

As for the other spellcasters, even if they possessed the power of the Mage’s Spire, Blackhand would not care about them.

Next, all that was needed was to wait.

Seeing the miserable state of the two great mages, Patton and Chris, most people with a sane mind made the right choice.

As for those whose minds couldn’t fathom the situation and continued to oppose Blackhand at this point, he had no mercy, letting them meet the same fate as Patton and Chris.

With a group of spellcasters kneeling in fear on the ground, more bodies were impaled on black iron spikes in the central square.

With that, the situation in Stania finally stabilized, and as time went by, many Undead Dragons and undead creatures that had been thrown out earlier slowly returned.

Under Silver Dragon Otto’s supervision, the demolition of Stania began again immediately.

Watching the stylistically inconsistent buildings turn into ruins brought a strange sense of satisfaction to Otto.

As time went by, Stania was almost flattened in just two or three days, and even the debris on the ground had been removed.

It is worth mentioning that the ones responsible for this task were the Undead Dragons…

After transporting the last batch of useless rubble, Frostfire looked at Silver Dragon Otto with complicated feelings.

If he still had a living body, he would probably be crying out loud now.

Using a dragon as a laborer was probably a first since time immemorial.

Apart from this, the Undead Dragons needed to pull the powerless Stania Floating City back above Purgatory City.

Now that they had just done the hard labor, they were treated like worn-out horses.

Although they were unwilling in their hearts, the Undead Dragons were helpless due to the contract that bound their very souls.

But the nightmare of these Undead Dragons would continue.

With a wave of magical fluctuations, a portal appeared in Purgatory City, and a petite Half-Elf girl emerged slowly from it.

This was naturally Sofia!

Looking up at the magnificent Stania Floating City, a faint smile appeared on Sofia’s face.

As the largest and strongest of the three floating cities, Stania’s area was even larger than five Purgatory Cities combined.

This was great because the larger it was, the more Sofia’s creative desires would be stimulated!

With a little thought, Sofia clapped her hands, and a tall Elf Maid with long golden hair appeared respectfully by her side.

With a beckon of her finger, the Elf Maid leaned her ear towards Sofia’s mouth.