Behind the Bronze Citadel.
Within Tiamat's divine realm, the Chromatic Dragon Mother also heard Huo Ling's dragon roar.
Likewise, she sensed Huo Ling's blessing upon his descendants. After all, she had done this before.
And more than once. She had bestowed blessings upon both chromatic dragons and Evil Dragon Scions, though the standards for Evil Dragon Scions had been somewhat lower.
Tiamat lay sprawled across her divine throne as the red dragon head conjured an image.
This was a trace captured through the bloodline. Huo Ling had, after all, evolved from a red dragon, and Tiamat could likewise sense the changes in that bloodline.
Within the image was a miniature Huo Ling—or rather, one of Huo Ling's descendants.
Huo Ling was simply too powerful now. Even Tiamat did not dare capture his information for inspection, lest she be discovered through a moment of carelessness.
Tiamat studied the aura of this dragon, sensing its intensity, and could not help but focus her mind.
The power of this descendant was in no way inferior to the red dragons Tiamat had created.
If anything, it was considerably stronger than a red dragon.
Tiamat dragged the image along, swiftly analyzing it and examining all sorts of data.
At the same age, the physical strength of this kind of dragon was even greater than that of a red dragon.
Its size was at least twelve percent larger than a red dragon's.
And this difference would be most apparent upon adulthood, when they would be more than fifteen percent larger than red dragons.
In the worldview of dragons, under normal circumstances, greater size meant greater combat power.
That meant this kind of dragon would be at least fifteen percent stronger than a red dragon in adulthood.
Moreover, these dragons possessed the aptitude to become spellcasters. Among