205 The Secrets of the Planar Wars, the Glory of the Violets

Joelson considered whether or not he should go over and investigate, but his expression suddenly changed.

Blue flames rose, condensing into a few thick and long chains that swept backwards along with the steel dragon's tail.

Joelson felt as if his power had sunk into a quagmire. Although this quagmire was constantly being extinguished, it still made Joelson feel very uncomfortable.

The steel dragon seemed to have hit something.

A muffled groan sounded in the air.

A black fog streaked across in front of Joelson. It dissipated in the air a few hundred meters away, revealing the figure within.

The dark griffin had three heads. One of the heads drooped listlessly. It seemed that the steel dragon had hit this head.

Four pairs of small blood-red eyes were full of resentment. They stared at the steel dragon and Joelson, but the greater fear made it cower.

Joelson's gaze fell on the figure on the back of the dark griffin.