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If there were no cracks in the blue crystal wall, it would be fine. However, even the slightest flaw in the wall means that it can no longer exert absolute suppression on Otto.

The Master of Magic is hurriedly infusing more magic power into the crystal wall, trying to significantly reinforce it.

But what happens next disappoints him.

Under the watchful gaze of the Master of Magic, more and more cracks appear on the crystal wall.

Then, with a “crack” sound, a pair of hard dragon horns shimmering with a strange luster forcefully breaks through the crystal wall.

As the blue shards fall to the ground, Otto’s terrifying dragon head gradually emerges from a huge gap he’s torn in the crystal wall.

“You seem quite surprised by this?”

Otto grins at the Master of Magic. His somewhat deformed body, squeezed out of the hole next to his head, appears boneless and weak.

The scene is quite unsightly, as Otto now looks like a giant, black, ugly python.

When Otto finally crawls out of the shrinking space, the Master of Magic discovers that Otto has removed his own pair of dragon wings.

Two deep bloody holes on his back look ghastly and terrifying.

It seems that the Evil Dragon has escaped his bondage at a great cost.

Just as the Master of Magic thinks this, the crystal wall behind Otto, along with his abandoned wings, compresses into a bloody little cube.

Before the Master of Magic can react, however, Otto turns around and picks up the crystal box, now the size of an ordinary treasure chest.

Then, in front of the Master of Magic, he swallows the entire thing into his stomach.

With a visibly writhing mass of flesh and blood, Otto’s severed dragon wings regrow from the blood holes.

Otto flutters them a little and finds no abnormalities.

Then, Otto sneers at the dumbstruck Master of Magic: “What did you say earlier? Ah, eternal life, right…

Look at me, don’t I meet your standard of immortality?”

To Otto’s disappointment, the Master of Magic doesn’t respond.

The disappointed Otto shakes his head, the strange luster quickly fading.

Otto’s gaze then moves to the flickering blue crystal on the Master of Magic’s chest. The allure of the shiny crystal is a great temptation for a dragon that loves shimmering objects.

Otto is no exception. However, what attracts him is not just the shiny appearance.

Otto’s strong perception is continuously providing feedback. This crystal is indeed very precious and appears to be something that doesn’t belong in this world.

More accurately, it doesn’t belong to this level of the continent.

It feels a bit unfamiliar, yet somewhat familiar.

Soon, Otto recalls where he has experienced this sensation before.

Rose and Bahamut. From the Master of Magic’s body, Otto seems to sense the same feeling from those two powerful beings.

So, Otto boldly guesses that the thing on the Master of Magic’s chest is the legendary Godhead?

Even if it’s not, it should be related to the Deity level.

Regardless of what it is, as long as Otto consumes it, everything will be clear!

Thinking about this, Otto takes another deep breath, intending to use Thunderflame Breath to shatter the Master of Magic again.

Based on earlier events, this can effectively weaken the Master of Magic’s state.

This time, however, the Master of Magic won’t let Otto succeed so easily.

A crystal wall stands in front of him, at an angle with the ground.

Under the Master of Magic’s deliberate guidance, Otto’s Thunderflame Breath is refracted into the sky as soon as it hits the crystal wall.

A thick beam of Thunderflame streaks across the sky, piercing through the clouds and creating a massive hole in the air.

Bright moonlight shines down through the hole, casting a brilliant gleam on Otto’s dark and shiny scales.

“Boom!”

With a loud explosion, Otto disappears from the spot, leaving behind a pit created by the force of gravity.

“Rumble…”

Another explosion, accompanied by the clattering sound of debris falling, signifies Otto smashing through the crystal wall in front of him.

At this moment, Otto is enveloped in raging thunder, with his speed pushed to the limit.

Breaking through the crystal wall without slowing down, Otto charges directly at the Master of Magic, like a heavily armored war chariot.

Compared to Otto, the Master of Magic’s robust body appears quite small, so naturally, as soon as they make contact, he’s sent flying.

But in the split second he takes off, he tightly grabs onto Otto’s neck, clinging onto it.

“Got you!”

The Master of Magic’s crystallized hands latch tightly onto the scales on Otto’s neck, and the scales he touches begin to crystallize into blue at a visible speed.

Clearly, direct contact with the Master of Magic is far more dangerous than being hit by a blue light beam.

If the target were an ordinary Undead Dragon or even Frostfire, they would probably turn into a whole blue crystal as soon as the Master of Magic’s palm touched them.

Unfortunately for him, Otto is not an ordinary Undead Dragon. Although his body continues to crystallize over time, he seems unconcerned.

In fact, this was the result he wanted.

“Maybe you need to correct your statement…”

With the Master of Magic in tow, Otto flaps his wings and starts to fly.

His scarlet eyes watch the Master of Magic playfully, and then he says disdainfully, “To be precise, I caught you!”

As his words fall, a terrifying slash appears on Otto’s black dragon neck—no, it’s a bloody mouth!

By the time the Master of Magic realizes what’s happening, it’s too late.

The newly emerged mouth quickly grows sharp teeth and hastily bites down on the Master of Magic.

Without time to retreat, the Master of Magic’s arms are snapped off in a split second. In fact, if he hadn’t acted so quickly, his entire body might have been swallowed by this suddenly appearing giant mouth.