Chapter 407: 425 Capturing Alive_1
As mentioned before, with such a big target, Frostfire is confident that he won’t let it escape.

Thinking of this, Frostfire sneers coldly and then leans forward, preparing to catch up.

But before he can take a few steps forward, dazzling yellow light suddenly erupts from beneath him.

Following this, a vast Magic Circle envelops Frostfire completely.

Caught off guard by this sudden event, Frostfire has no time to react. He only notices the center of the Magic Circle is engraved with a large thunderbolt symbol when the accident springs up!

Dense and thick thunderbolts suddenly appear out of thin air, enclosing Frostfire within them.

Although it’s not fatal, it still causes considerable trouble for Frostfire.

At least, he hasn’t experienced such a slippery feeling for quite some time.

By the time Frostfire comes to his senses, Blackhand has already ridden the iron magic puppet a considerable distance away.

“Damn it!”

Seeing the situation, Frostfire immediately clenches his front claws in anger. As soon as he takes a better look at his current position, he quickly realizes that he’s standing at the landing point of the falling thunder previously summoned by Blackhand.

Initially, he thought the enemy had made a mistake, hitting the wrong target. But it turns out he fell into a trap.

“Even so, you won’t be able to escape my grasp!”

Frostfire’s eyes are filled with rage. Then, he quickly starts flapping his dragon wings behind him.

If he can’t walk on the ground, then let’s take to the sky!

Don’t forget, the Undead Dragon can fly!

But just when Frostfire is confidently attempting this, another thick thunderbolt shatters his idea.

Blackhand’s dangerous trap, with cruel reality, tells Frostfire that even if he can fly, it won’t be easy to get through.

Perhaps there’s a height limit to triggering this dangerous situation, but seeing Blackhand and his magic puppet getting farther and farther away, Frostfire becomes increasingly anxious.

Now, he doesn’t have much time to waste on this. If he ends up letting this guy escape, not to mention whether the great Purgatory Demon Dragon would blame him, even he himself wouldn’t accept such a reality.

Moreover, it would cause his prestige among the Undead Dragons to plummet, affecting his currently stable rule.

So, no matter what, the bald and black-faced little flea cannot be allowed to leave safely.

In order to address his speed and efficiency problem, a large number of Undead Dragons unhesitatingly charge forward with Frostfire’s roar.

They will use their bodies to clear all possible traps that might affect Frostfire.

The Undead Dragons do this without hesitation. After all, Frostfire himself tried and found that while it’s effective, it’s not fatal.

In no time at all, with continuous explosions erupting, the path is finally cleared for Frostfire, who anxiously waits.

But at this moment, Blackhand and his iron magic puppet are nothing more than a tiny black shadow in Frostfire’s sight.

The area of Stania Floating City is vast. If this bastard manages to hide in some secluded corner, finding him would prove truly challenging.

With that thought in mind, Frostfire doesn’t dare to delay any longer. Vibrant blue flames quickly spread throughout his body.

His skeletal dragon wings flap at an even faster pace, creating a blurry afterimage.

“Boom…”

Frostfire steps on the hard floor tile, creating a huge spider web-like crack beneath him.

Following this, he shoots into the sky like a blue meteor, leaving behind a long tail before charging straight towards Blackhand.

Due to the commotion caused by Frostfire and Blackhand, Otto’s attention is coincidentally drawn to them.

At this moment, Otto’s eyes are blurry. He leans on the deformed Mage’s Spire, his whole body feeling somewhat sluggish.

Having consumed so much power from the Truth light columns, the aftermath has finally caught up.

Eager for a good sleep, he would’ve already dozed off if he didn’t want to witness Stania’s destruction personally.

Previously, Frostfire and Grand Mage Blackhand made a huge fuss, and Otto witnessed the transformation of Blackhand Spire into a magic puppet.

Honestly, it piqued his interest.

His interest lies in the giant black iron magic puppet beneath Blackhand. However, this interest is somewhat… unique.

There’s a saying that regardless of how much a man grows, sometimes he’ll still act like a child.

Even though Otto’s race has completely changed, sometimes this phrase still applies to him.

At this moment, Otto looks at the giant magic puppet beneath Blackhand like a boy looking at his favorite toy.

“Otherworldly Gundam? Awesome!”

With Otto nodding repeatedly, he then contacts Frostfire through the Communication Scale.

“My lord, rest assured, that nimble little bug won’t be able to escape my grasp!”

Upon discovering that Otto is asking about Grand Mage Blackhand, Frostfire immediately replies, “I will crush him into a pulp with my foot!”

“No! No! No!”

But unexpectedly, Otto has other plans for Grand Mage Blackhand.

“I find that bald, black-faced man interesting. So, I want him to stand alive and well before me. You know what I mean?”

“Understood! Understood! Everything will be as you wish, my lord…”

Frostfire nods repeatedly while responding, but in his heart, he’s completely confused.

I don’t understand a thing!

Frostfire simply can’t comprehend why the great Purgatory Demon Dragon would be interested in a mere dark ant…

Despite his confusion, one thing is clear to him.

Whatever the great Purgatory Demon Dragon says is absolute! As long as Otto speaks up, Frostfire must accomplish any given task perfectly.

This unshakable loyalty and belief are something even Mother of Evil Dragons, Tiamat, didn’t enjoy during Frostfire’s lifetime.

At this moment, Frostfire, with his complicated emotions, is quickly closing in on Blackhand.

After all, Frostfire’s strength is undeniable, and his full-speed flight is incredibly fast.

Although unexpected events occurred during the chase, it’s a bit far-fetched for Blackhand to try to escape using only the giant magic puppet beneath him.

Just when Frostfire thinks this way, to his surprise, Blackhand’s giant magic puppet suddenly stops in its tracks.