Borchi stood in the middle of the Rune Array, the eyes of his three heads filled with almost frantic excitement, delight, and a touch of bewilderment.
He turned his necks and looked at his enormous body, feeling somewhat unfamiliar with it.
Scales as large as round tables covered his body, as if cast from molten gold. Their rippling patterns were pleasing to the eye, reflecting mesmerizing golden light.
His wings blotted out the sky and sun, spreading on either side in the shape of triangular sails like a pair of golden ship sails. They stretched from his shoulders all the way to the end of his tail, which was dozens of meters long. His four dragon claws were as thick as pillars, supporting his heavy, massive body. Altogether, he resembled a gigantic golden statue.
Each of his three heads gave off a different aura.
The Golden Dragon head in the middle was sacred and imposing. Beard-like metallic spines grew from its lower jaw, and its eyes resembled two golden suns.
The Red Dragon head on the left was searingly hot. Two swept-back horns formed a sharply defined crown, and every breath from its flared nostrils was accompanied by blazing flames of extreme heat.
The Black Dragon head on the right was shrouded in black mist, making it difficult to see clearly. From time to time, a hideous, skull-like dragon face emerged, with two crimson glows burning in its deep-set eye sockets.
Holy Light, flame, and Shadow Power!
Three completely different yet terrifyingly powerful forces had gathered within a single Dragon, perfectly unified as though it were a miracle created by a god.
The larger a Dragon's body, the stronger its power and the higher its tier.
Borchi's body had already surpassed a hundred meters, ranking fourth among the Dragons Rayne