"No!" Seeing the Dragon-man youth deliver a fatal strike to his own Silver Mage, Silver Hook let out a thunderous roar.
He frantically infused fighting energy into his fishing rod.
The fighting energy passed through the rod, about to gush out near the heart of the Dragon-man youth.
Innate magic—Dragon Power!
At the brink of life and death, the Dragon-man youth had no time to consider much else and released an indiscriminate attack.
In the next moment, the pressure of the Dragon Power weighed down, the majesty from his bloodline origins intimidating Silver Hook.
But it was only for an instant.
The necklace around Silver Hook's neck flashed with a brilliant light, allowing him to quickly recover.
"It's too late!" A flash of intuition streaked through the mind of the Dragon-man youth.
Still, he tried his best to save himself, swinging his arms and legs backward and explosively ejecting Blast Fighting Spirit.
Four blasts drove his body forward.