During the grandest battle, in the pure clash of dragon breaths, Cassius gradually fell into a disadvantage.
"Boom—"
The breath of the silver dragon contained a trace of Bahamut's divine power, which was immensely sacred, absolute order, and the essence of the "Lord of the Northwind."
This divine power of order inhibited the magical fission of the red dragon's primordial breath, making the blue-white high-temperature flame weaker, while the extreme cold further calmed the nearby space and time.
The center of the collision gradually moved towards the ground, and the pure white breath got closer and closer to Cassius.
If this momentum continued—
The red dragon might be enveloped in this Breath of Bahamut, have all his personality erased, and passively accept complete "purification."
But no fear could be seen on Cassius' ferocious dragon face; instead, his pale golden pupils were full of excitement.