Garos and Sorog have the same Iron Dragon heritage.
When he heard Blood Kin Chain, he basically knew its effects and functions.
Blood Kin Chain, this mental spell with obvious advantages and disadvantages, allows Ignas Siblingss to communicate more quickly and efficiently even if they are separated. As the level of Psionicist increases, connections can be established with parents and elders, and with descendants.
"With my current warlock level, Blood Kin Chain can only connect between peers."
"However, this is enough for us."
Iron Dragon Sorog said, "Before going to the Venomtail Tribe, I plan to build Blood Kin Chain first, so that we can communicate in real time at the spiritual level."
After a pause, he continued, "When blood relatives are anchored through blood, the target will feel something."
"Remember not to be too resistant, otherwise the connection will fail."
Garos nodded lightly. "I know, you can go ahead and prepare. Remember to inform Samantha first, otherwise she will bar her teeth and claws, roaring and tearing apart your connection with her spirit."
Projection ends.
Thinking of the effect of Blood Kin Chain, Garos suddenly thought of the Gordon that was always missing in Ignas Siblings.
"For a long time, I didn't know whether Gordon was dead or alive. Now I should be able to determine it through Blood Kin Chain."
He estimated that even if Gordon was lucky enough to survive, he would probably be living in hiding.
At the same time.
Iron Dragon Sorog starts constructing a spell.
He is currently located at Steel Nail Outpost, which was originally destroyed by Garos.
After the reconstruction and restoration here, a large number of guards were rearranged. Because it is a key defense node and it is basically located in the middle of the south, it is more convenient to go to other stations. Iron Dragon is stationed here personally.
Iron Dragon Sorog stands on the rebuilt central platform, with a reinforced metal floor beneath its feet.
After taking a deep breath, Iron Dragon Sorog closed his eyes, and the low and ancient Dragon Language came out from the depths of his throat. The syllables were as heavy as anvils hitting each other, echoing in the sentry.
It is not necessary for a warlock to cast spells.
However, supplementing it with a spell can enhance the effect of the spell.
As the mantra was recited, Iron Dragon's heartbeat gradually became slow and heavy, and his breathing became almost nonexistent, but his body was overflowing with rich Psionic Energy light, showing a glass-like white light in his real field of vision.
Immediately afterwards.
Iron Dragon slowly raised his front paws, and the sharp claw tips scratched his chest. With a sonorous and harsh sound, he cut a deep wound on the hard iron scales.
Dragon Blood flows out but does not drip.
They were suspended in the air, turning into wisps of fine blood, flowing and intertwining like molten iron, and then disappearing out of thin air.
Sorog's spirit sinks deep into the bloodline, following the call of the bloodline, looking for his blood relatives who share the same origin and generation with him.
--The first is Garos.
Through observation at the spiritual level and in the spiritual realm, Iron Dragon Sorog "saw" Red Iron Dragon's spiritual body, which was extremely tough and as majestic and thick as the physical body.
Strong and majestic, every scale is lifelike and has an indestructible quality.
His eyes were calm, his body was slightly pressed down, his claws were hidden, and his posture seemed to be conservatively retreating. However, his front claws were slightly protruding, his hind limbs were slightly bent, his wings were stretched out, and all the muscles under his scales were tense.
"Be cautious, but always ready to fight."
"As expected of Garos."
Iron Dragon Sorog xindao.
The posture of the spiritual body can reflect the personality of the body to a certain extent.
He has no doubt that Garos's mind and body can tear his own Psionic Energy apart in an instant.
Not far away, Dragon Valley and Red Iron Dragon were lying down, resting and waiting. Suddenly, he felt his heart tremble slightly, as if there was an invisible iron chain gently tapping his blood vessels.
He opened his eyes, a glimmer of understanding flashed through his erect dragon eyes, and then he relaxed his mind.
"Accept."
Garos whispers.
The invisible thread suddenly tightened, and a connection was established between the two Young Adult Dragon.
--Then Samantha.
The red dragon Samantha is controlling the refining of Black Oil on the alchemy Flowing Water Dragon Realm line of Black Iron Plain.
Suddenly, she felt a spirit trying to penetrate into her consciousness.
She raised her head suddenly, her red pupils blazing with Rageflame, and a deep roar rolled out from the depths of her throat, "Who?!"
Sorog's voice came through the bloodline. "Samantha, it's me, building Blood Kin Chain."
He had already notified Samantha in advance, but the red dragon's subconscious stress reaction almost broke Blood Kin Chain.
The red dragon's erect pupils slowly expanded, calmed down, and nodded slightly.
Another Blood Kin Chain was successfully built.
After completing two steps, Iron Dragon Sorog planned to end the spellcasting state. However, to his surprise, he sensed another blood relative anchor point in the far south.
". Is it Gordon?"
Sorog is a little surprised.
To be honest, he thought Gordon was already dead.
In his impression, the youngest Iron Dragon Brother (Gordon)'s IQ is not online most of the time. Without the protection of Garos, if he survives alone in the wilderness, there is a nine out of ten chance that Hatchling Stage will die young.
"The location is very far away. He seems to be within the territory of Federation."
"Arrested and imprisoned by Lothern Federation people?"
Sorog thought to himself, Iron Dragon Brother (Gordon) Gordon's experience may be very miserable.
It is very possible to be raised in a dark dungeon, have his scales removed, his blood drawn, his flesh cut off, or even used as a dragon breeder, squeezed day and night, and used to cultivate a war pet with Dragon Vein.
"Try building a connection with him."
Sorog's consciousness followed the guidance of his bloodline, crossed a long distance, and approached this blood relative anchor point.
He expected to see a bruised and chained Young Adult Dragon.
Or worse.
--The dried-up corpse of Dragon Blood.
However.
When he finally "saw" Gordon's spiritual body clearly.
Iron Dragon Sorog's consciousness almost shut down on the spot.
It was a round, almost dragon-shaped "iron ball".
That's right, it's an iron ball.
Gordon's spiritual body should have the unique cold and hard lines of Iron Dragon, sharp-edged scales, and sharp claws.
But now, his spiritual body is like an inflated balloon, his scales are rounded and shiny, his neck has three layers of wrinkles, and his body width is even more than Garos. He is so bloated and fat that he looks like a super pig wearing dragon skin.
What's even more outrageous is.
There are still shadows of various foods floating around his spiritual body.
--Roast suckling pig, honey cake, butter muffins... even a whole roasted cow covered in syrup!
Gordon's spiritual body is holding the food and feasting on it without any warning.
Sorog:"..."
He was silent for three seconds, and finally couldn't help but send out soul torture through Blood Kinship Link: "Gordon, are you still alive? Why are you fatter than a pig?"
"Who is it?!"
In Lothern Federation, Iron Dragon Gordon, who was enjoying the delicious food, was startled and narrowed his eyes warily.
At this time, his appearance and body shape are basically similar to his spiritual body.
When he just woke up from his deep sleep, Gordon's body returned to normal, and because he was worried about the future, he vowed to control his diet and exercise frequently.
However.
He is lazy to the core and greedy for enjoyment.
He was full of determination at first, and Iron Dragon's thinking took over, trying to analyze the situation and protect the princess and himself in the coming war. However, the reality was very cruel, and as a "pet", he could not bring about any changes.
It is difficult to persist, but easy to give up.
Gordon simply gave up on himself, adhering to the idea of eating while alive, enjoying delicious food every day, and soon turned into Fat Iron Dragon, who was just like the new Dragonkin.
Iron Dragon Sorog took a deep breath. Although he was only a mental body now, he still simulated this action to ease the disbelief in his heart.
He said, "Gordon, my dear brother, I am Sorog."
Sorog?
Hearing this name, Gordon's memory instantly went back to when he was little Dragonling, when Iron Dragon Mother Sinkhole Territory could live. At that time, he liked to follow Sorog, and even hoped that Sorog would take him on adventures.
He still remembers Sorog's words.
"Gordon, my dear brother, you are so amazing and talented that you can dominate the wilderness without following the great Iron King."
"Gordon, my dear brother, you are extremely talented. Even if you are alone in the wilderness, you will definitely achieve something."
"Gordon, my dear brother, you are astoundingly wise and you are a born king, and a king walks alone."
"."
There are many similar words.
Sorog also remembers these words.
Among the three Dragonling who were younger than him, only Gordon was the easiest to deceive. After a few words, he was willing to go with Sorog.
However.
Sorog soon discovered that this Dragonling was both edible and stupid, so it would only hinder him if he followed it, so he used various tricks to praise it, so that Gordon gave up the idea of following "Iron King".
Now, decades apart and apart for a long time, we suddenly have contact in this way.
Both of them were silent for a while as they thought about what happened in the past.
Considering that my heart is still bleeding to maintain the state of casting spells.
A few seconds later, Sorog was the first to break the silence.
He asked, "I was building Blood Kin Chain and I sensed your existence. Where are you? Did an enemy imprison you and use curses or torture to turn you into what you are now?"
Gordon is speechless.
For a moment, he didn't know how to answer.