Chapter 223 Silver Dragon Father? Listen to my cunning explanation! (Please vote for me)
Under the gradually darker and richer night, as the Red Iron Dragon rolled, low roars continued to be heard throughout the Hypergravity Field ground.
While Garos was concentrating on training, Red-Silver Dragon's gaze passed inch by inch over the undulating, bulging, muscular body, which was like a majestic body made of steel. The scales on his body once again felt itchy and crispy, and his tail was slightly tightened unconsciously.
"It's so hot."
Red-Silver Dragon felt a little hot for no reason, and his eyes were almost stuck to Garos's body like glue.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die."
Fairy Dragon, with his neck crooked and fluttering, appeared in front of Red-Silver Dragon, blocking her sight and interrupting her random thoughts.
"I think I'm going to die, please help me."
Fairy Dragon said sadly.
Red-Silver Dragon grabbed her, and while she wasn't paying attention, he instantly twisted and snapped Fairy Dragon's crooked head back to straightness, then waved his paw. "Don't block my view, um, I'm watching how Garos exercises."
He touched his head and neck.
Fairy Dragon Vera showed a frightened expression.
"Is it true that Garos's head won't break?" Looking at Red Iron Dragon who is focused on training, moving widely and yet being tenacious, Vera feels even more incredible.
Time passed gradually.
Fairy Dragon and Red-Silver Dragon did not disturb Garos and watched him exercise quietly.
After Garos temporarily finished the exercise, Red-Silver Dragon Deborah walked into Hypergravity Field slowly with elegant steps, and then said curiously and expectantly, "Garos, your exercise seems very interesting, can you teach me?"
"You want to learn?"
Garos exhaled a hot breath and shook his neck.
"I want to try it."
"It's just that looking at Vera's performance just now, he would twist his own neck if he is not careful, so I think I need your guidance."
At three times the strength of Hypergravity Field, Garos's neck-stretching action is beyond what ordinary dragons can do.
However, with the physique of mixed-blood Metal Dragon, as long as you are more proficient, there won't be any big problems.
"Okay, I'll teach you."
Garos nodded and motioned for Red-Silver Dragon to come to him.
"Turn over and put your head on the ground.
"At first, your back can be on the ground, and then try to use only your neck muscles to support your body first."
Garos said.
"Okay."
Red-Silver Dragon Start trying.
Then, under the caress of the night, Garos watched Red-Silver Dragon turn over gracefully on the spot, and the long neck covered with red and silver scales drew a smooth arc.
Her movements were light and had an innate sense of rhythm, which was completely different from his previous heaviness like tempered steel.
At this moment, her huge head also imitated Garos, trying to press the beautiful back of her head covered with cold scales against the ground that also exuded a metallic luster.
"Boom."
A sound that was much softer than the movement made by Garos.
Most of Deborah's body is still attached to the ground, only his head and neck are trying to find that support point.
She tried to lift her body off the ground with only the strength of her neck like Garos.
Red-Silver Dragon's delicate scales trembled slightly under the Hypergravity Field domain, and the beautiful muscle lines on the side of her neck began to tighten. It could be seen that she had used a lot of strength.
But after lifting his body several times, he could not stay off the ground for long.
The heaviness was like an invisible chain that tightly bound her to the ground.
Garos stared intently at Deborah's subtle struggle and saw her less than standard movements.
Immediately afterwards, Red Iron Dragon silently took a step forward, raising its thick forelimbs covered with hard scales.
The giant claw like a battering ram, with its hot breath and the body temperature that had not yet completely calmed down after the strenuous exercise, gently but unmistakably landed on the most flexible and smooth scales at the junction of Silver Dragon's neck and shoulders.
Buzz! Deborah's body suddenly stiffened.
Garos The temperature in the center of his claws was transmitted through the scales, and it was astonishingly hot, forming a strange contrast with the cold and hard metal texture at the tips of his claws.
That powerful force with a sense of absolute dominance.
It seemed like it was just coming up gently, but it was like pressing a whole furnace on the side of her most fragile and sensitive neck.
The dragon's claw seemed to be able to squeeze her slender neck with just a slight squeeze, making her feel suffocated.
The weak spot was pressed so closely that Red-Silver Dragon subconsciously wanted to struggle and get away.
"Don't move."
The deep voice of Garos seemed to explode in her ears, with a tremor unique to Dragon Race, like thunder rolling in the chest, directly penetrating the dull air brought by the Hypergravity Field domain.
"Relax, feel your muscles working, your strength is spread out."
His huge claws pressed down slightly, with some kind of irresistible guidance, so that Red-Silver Dragon could not think of struggling and obeyed silently.
Deborah felt the scorching power begin to move away.
It moved downwards and backwards, applying steady pressure along the muscles on both sides of her slender neck.
Red Iron Dragon The hard edge of the claw tip is like the thickest training whip, with absolute control, it cuts across her tight muscles, as if it is combing and shaping.
And as the dragon's claws passed across.
Red-Silver Dragon felt an electric numbness all over his body, and his hard scales seemed to be a little soft.
"Here."
The tip of Garos's claws rested on her neck near the base of her skull, which was covered with a relatively thick keel plate, but the muscles were particularly critical.
"Try to gather strength and concentrate here. Imagine that your neck is a steel cable that wants to break out of the ground. All the power is gathered at this point, and push upward!"
he said.
"Hoo..."
Deborah let out a short inhale, and his silver vertical pupils shrank due to extreme concentration and exertion.
She could feel Garos's giant claws covering her neck.
The hot, heavy, rough touch was so clear that it even overwhelmed the pain and sourness caused by the overweight itself. It was like a silent mountain of flames, imprinting power and will directly on her body.
Finally, under Garos's oppressive yet extremely precise guidance, Deborah gathered all his strength.
The muscles in her neck suddenly stretched, and the scales covering it seemed to tighten a little in an instant.
"Get up!"
Garos gave a low drink, and the giant claw covering her neck moved upward and backward.
Buzz--!
Red-Silver Dragon's huge and elegant body was finally supported from the ground for the first time by the strength of her own neck amidst the huge roar and tremors, with triple gravity.
Her neck has firmly left the ground.
"Very good."
Garos said slowly.
His huge claws covered with dark black scales did not move away immediately, but instead pressed lightly on the neck muscles that were trembling slightly due to the extreme exertion of force.
The force of that blow was not heavy, but more like a confirmation, a kind of approval, with the residual scorching temperature and rough scale touch clearly imprinted on Deborah's perception.
"Keep it there for a while, then try to move your body."
Garos said.
At this time, dark clouds covered the moon, and time gradually passed by.
Red-Silver Dragon is a little confused.
In fact, she did not focus on listening to Garos's teachings, but carefully felt the temperature and touch of his dragon claws, and followed his guidance.
suddenly.
Red-Silver Dragon sniffed his nose, and there was a familiar smell in the air.
Before she could recover, the temperature inside Dragon Valley dropped sharply, as if it had suddenly turned into winter.
Kakakaka. Frost condensed from the ground inch by inch, and the radiation spread rapidly. The lake surface, which was originally rippled in the dark night, was instantly frozen with a thick layer of ice.
Garos's ice resistance has been developed for a long time.
But even so, he still felt a chill, which was unusual. It had the feeling of soaking into the bone marrow and freezing the soul.
"Evil Dragon!"
At the same time, while Garos was alert, a roar as angry as thunder came from the sky.
A giant dragon in its prime, twenty-five meters long from head to tail, covered in silver shining dragon scales, tore through the clouds and left traces of frozen frost wherever it passed. It appeared in the sky above Dragon Valley, its eyes fixed on the red iron dragon.
It is Frostmark Aldri.
In his eyes, the ferocious and evil hybrid Red Iron Dragon was using his claws to bend his precious offspring into weird postures, torturing his child.
"Oops, I got misunderstood again."
Garos saw the awe-inspiring murderous intent in the eyes of the giant dragon, and secretly thought something was wrong.
Click, click, click - a feeling of extreme cold came from his body. Without any warning, the cold air suddenly erupted from around Garos, covering his scales with a layer of frost, freezing him into an ice sculpture, but not harming Red-Silver Dragon at all.
"Get off Hell!" Aldri used magic to freeze Red Iron Dragon, then folded his wings and rushed straight away with the biting and icy wind wrapped around his body.
Collapse! The ice layer on Red Iron Dragon's body exploded. Cold Explosive Scale's body was covered with cracks, but no heat energy could be accumulated in his body.
"The source of thermal energy is mainly the absorption of heat and kinetic energy. This kind of freezing damage is very restrained for me." Garos realized a weakness of Cold Explosive Scale.
But now was not the time to study it carefully, he felt a huge danger.
Level 18 Silver Dragon, [Frostmark]Aldri, Metal Dragon overlord of Borderlands - his Dragon Might was as solid as substance, bitingly cold, and majestic and vast. Wyvern were so suppressed that they could not lift their heads. The family members were trembling all over, and Garos also felt a huge sense of oppression.
Compared with Frostmark, White Dragon Tressie is like a cat that can only hunch its back and breathe.
With the faint light emitted by Space Ring, a barrel of 95 Black Oil and a pack of Fairy Scale Powder appeared in the mouth of Garos, and Exhilarated State and Bloodburst Art were also ready to open at any time.
In a fight, Garos is no match.
But with Celestial Comet Wings, if he takes Black Oil and Scale Powder, then fully activates the three stages at the same time, and retreats with all his heart, Silver Dragon in his prime will not be able to keep him.
Buzz-buzz--there is a dark red flame surging behind the dragon's wings.
Black and red Dragon Qi and golden Bloodburst lightning linger around Garos, he is ready.
At this moment, "Wait!" Deborah hurriedly flapped its wings and jumped into the air, blocking Silver Dragon and Red Iron Dragon.
"Father, you misunderstood." She said hurriedly, "He is not Evil Dragon, we are just exercising."
Silver Dragon's movements stagnated and hovered in the air.
Aldri heard Red-Silver Dragon's explanation, but the anger on his face did not dissipate immediately. Instead, he became even more angry. "Red Iron Dragon, who is born evil, how dare you bewitch my daughter."
He asked Red Iron Dragon, wanting to rush over again.
However, Red-Silver Dragon stood firmly in front of him. "Father, he is different! Listen to my explanation."
Silver Dragon frowned, seeing Deborah protecting Red Iron Dragon, and thinking about her concealing his deception, he couldn't help but feel a burst of unknown anger.
"Oops, ouch." A playful and playful voice came, and Copper Dragon Selina flew over and said, "My dear Mr. Silver Scale, where has your calmness gone? Why have you become as irritable as a red dragon?"
At this time, Red Iron Dragon suddenly lost his momentum.
His dragon wings are slightly retracted, and his front paws are pressed against the ground - this is Dragon Race's standard non-combat posture.
He looked at the angry Silver Dragon in the sky and said fearlessly, "It turns out to be Your Excellency Aldri. I have heard Deborah mention you many times. Now that I have seen it with my own eyes, it is really Dragon Might that is extraordinary."
Red Iron Dragon's voice is like a quenched steel ingot, hot but restrained.
After a slight pause, he looked directly into Silver Dragon's scrutinizing eyes and continued to say in a neither humble nor condescending manner, "As Deborah's friend, I should have visited her admired and admired Silver Dragon father as soon as possible. However, I was recently busy rectifying Borderlands and bringing order to this Chaos Lands, so I wasted my time."
These words are calm and rational, without violent emotions or provocative anger.
After saying it from Garos's mouth, the tense situation at this time was immediately relieved.
Silver Dragon was slightly startled at first, and then carefully looked at Red Iron Dragon in front of him. The anger in his eyes gradually disappeared. Although there was still some residual anger and suspicion, the previous bone-chilling murderous intent was gone.
The awe-inspiring coldness that penetrated the bone marrow gradually dissipated and converged on Silver Dragon's body.
Garos knows that the most dangerous moment has passed.
To a lawful dragon, talk about order and behave in an orderly manner. What you just said had a good effect.
[Dragon Taming Art·Silver Dragon]
[The argument of order is more important than the proof of strength, and the posture of reason is better than the power of roaring]
[Talking about order with Silver Dragon is like guessing riddles with Copper Dragon. The expression of calmness and rationality, and the yearning for order can win the favor of Silver Dragon]
Copper Dragon Selina stared at Garos in surprise.
So good at talking?
Okay, okay, no wonder it makes Deborah reluctant to go home.
It's really different from other Evil Dragon.