198, I only make one move.

Azure Underworld Cold, a sea of clouds with golden scales.

Above the high heavens, the ancient dragon stood silently opposed to the Charming Snow Fox Spirit, as a wind came from the end of the sea of clouds, rising from the depths of the snow plains, scraping between gray scales, making a sound like iron horses crossing a frozen river, stirring hair, fluttering like willow smoke.

The Dragon Lord looked at the Fox Lord, his turquoise pupils flashing with nostalgia, regret, hatred, and many other complex emotions, which eventually faded into nothingness, leaving only calmness, just as he treated his enemies on ordinary days.

"Fox Lord."

Its throat erupted with a rumbling thunder, and within the depths of the soft clouds like catkins, thousands of electric arcs burst forth.

"After today, there will be no Fox Lord in this world."

The Dragon Lord sighed.