"Heh, you like this kind of atmosphere, do you?"
But who would have known that Wu Dao seemed to feel no pain at all. His abstract, distorted face stared eerily at the pink Candle Dragon, sending a chill down her spine.
"Be careful!"
The golden Candle Dragon had a bad feeling.
With a swing of her tail, her Candle Dragon Ancestral Armor pulsed, twisting space-time to construct layer after layer of spatio-temporal cages around Wu Dao.
"Such insignificant tricks. You think this can hold a great dragon?"
Wu Dao scoffed. He decided to utterly humiliate these two arrogant little female dragons and crush every last shred of their pride.
Breaking the technique was very simple.
The Infinite Magnetic Shock was always effective.
But these two little female dragons truly didn't take him seriously. They needed to be taught a harsh lesson.
BZZZZ—
Before he had even finished speaking, Wu Dao's right hand shot up with a SWISH.
