The outside world.
The infants lying in their small beds, these Death Envoys, were wrapped in clusters of magical radiance.
The magical glow seemed to emanate from within their bodies. From the outside, they looked like cocoons of light.
Huo Ling watched silently for a while. In his sight, the cocoons of light around the Death Envoys' bodies did not obstruct his vision.
Within one cocoon, a baby boy's body was slowly changing.
First, two immature dragon horns grew from his head. The pair of horns were dark red.
They still looked soft and tender now, but as time passed and the cocoon of light vanished, they would inevitably become hard dragon horns.
To dragons, dragon horns were weapons, and organs that amplified spell-like abilities.
From this alone, these Death Envoys should all possess the ability to cast spell-like abilities.
Their hair turned platinum-white, as did the pupils in their eyes.
This should have been an outward manifestation of the Metal Rule. It would grant their attacks greater sharpness and armor-piercing properties.
From time to time, a pair of platinum-white dragon wings appeared behind these Death Envoys, but in the end, the wings did not stabilize into existence.
Dragon wings had both advantages and disadvantages, but Huo Ling felt it was better that they did not appear. Otherwise, the concentration of dragon blood in these Death Envoys would be too high.
Judging by the bones of these infants, their skeletal strength was extremely high. This meant their close-combat abilities would be quite good, with greater strength and faster speed.
Likewise, Huo Ling estimated that these Death Envoys would grow to around two meters forty or fifty in height.
Their builds would be more robust than those of ordinary elves. Clearly, this was the effect of their draconic bloodline.
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