There was a kind of pain called having once seen a towering mountain.
After Little Blackie had witnessed demigod-level power,
he could not forget it for a long, long time.
Once you had seen a towering mountain, you could never forget the view from its peak.
Once you had seen it, how could you be content to gaze up from its foot?
But how much pleasure could reaching the summit really bring?
It was simply that you could not bear the pain of having seen that mountain, only to be forced to forget the view from its peak.
Chromatic dragons were synonymous with greed, ferocity, and terror.
As a black dragon, Little Blackie was no exception.
All dragons shared one trait: pride.
That pride came from their bloodline, their hearts, and every clash of thoughts within their minds.
When he personally witnessed his master battling the Raven God's will housed within the Progenitor Frost Dragon's skeleton,
Little Blackie's mindset underwent a profound change.
His former pride was shattered by that earth-shaking power.
He yearned to grow stronger, to possess that overwhelming might he could only look up to.
It left him somewhat melancholy.
In truth, his growth had depended on Zong Shen's support.
First came the [Flower of Tiamat (Orange)], then [Tiamat's Diluted Blood (Gold)].
Only after swallowing those two treasures capable of strengthening chromatic dragons had Little Blackie attained his current strength.
Otherwise, following his original trajectory, he would have needed several hundred more years to reach the middle Legendary Tier.
And that would have been without the enhancement of an atavistic bloodline.
The difference in strength between atavistic dragons and ordinary dragons depended on the degree of their Bloodline Revival.
At the same tier, the gap was at least thirty percent, and it could even reach twice the