420 Heavy Losses_1

After a round of breath, Frostfire looked at the miserable condition of the Magic Guards in front of him. He wiped the corner of his mouth with his burning front claw burning with a dark blue flame, and then a disdainful and hideous grin appeared on his face.

Thinking that these lowly beings dare to challenge the great Purgatory Demon Dragon, they really don't know how the word 'death' is written.

If these idiots continue to perform like this, the great Purgatory Demon Dragon might not even need to bother too much personally. Frostfire and the Undead Dragons beneath him would be enough to deal with these guys.

Thinking of this, Frostfire took another deep breath, preparing for the second round of breath sweeps.

Gradually, some Undead Dragons flew near Frostfire, and they too followed their leader taking a deep breath.

For dragons, breath weapons are always the simplest way to attack. Even as Undead Dragons, this was no exception.