Life Level of green Adolescent Red Dragon is not as good as White Dragon Tressie.
But the previous battles between the two have proven that Red Dragon can also defeat White Dragon in leapfrog combat.
At this time, he saw Samantha, who was also a red dragon like him, speaking. Kaxier blinked his eyes, wanting to see the red dragon teach Tressie a lesson.
But the result was disappointing to Kaxier.
White Dragon's nerves tensed instantly, and she switched to a groveling posture with breathtaking smoothness:
"Dear Red Dragon Queen, please forgive my ill-advised rhetoric."
Tressie even took the initiative to expose the most fragile scales on the side of his neck and continued, "Of course you are completely different from those cubs who don't know how to adapt."
Samantha was so choked by this spineless slide that Dragon Breath was stunned for a moment.
It's boring. She felt like she was hit in the air, and she flicked her tail angrily and smashed a rock:
"Watch your mouth!"
White Dragon nodded obediently. He didn't have the same level of knowledge as those in the high niche. He wanted to be beaten or scolded as he pleased.
The next second, she raised her head and looked at the dragons again.
"Now, what should you call me?"
White Dragon stared at Kaxier coldly. "Speak first."
Adolescent Red Dragon's muscles trembled violently, the pride in inherited memories clashed fiercely with the severe pain in reality.
She wanted to roar, show her teeth, and belittle White Dragon.
But thinking of White Dragon's previous words, and seeing her submissive look when facing the stronger red dragon, I finally endured it.
"What White Scale said makes a little sense."
"Let her be rampant for a while first, and then I will come back with my revenge after I grow up and become stronger!"
Kaxier thought viciously in his heart, while lowering his head little by little, staring at the blood he coughed up on the snow, and squeezed out four words from between his teeth. "Pale Wings."
It sounds a little reluctant.
However, the days are long and there is still time for training.
White Dragon nodded with satisfaction and looked at the other dragons.
Blue Dragon, Black Dragon, Green Dragon, the three of them thought about Tressie's words worth pondering just now, and Kaxier's demonstration in front of them. After a few seconds of silence, they all respectfully addressed White Dragon as Pale Wings.
"Come here and lick my paws."
White Dragon felt that Kaxier was too unruly, and because of his dislike of the red dragon, he continued to oppress him even further.
"What did you say?!"
The red dragon Kaxier was furious.
The submission just now was already the limit. She would rather die than accept such humiliation.
"Okay, Tressie, enough is enough."
Red Iron Dragon Open your mouth at the right time.
Too much is not enough, education should be done step by step.
White Dragon immediately nodded respectfully and said to the dragons, "Thank you to the great Lord of Molten Iron, whose mercy saved you from humiliation."
The strange little dragons came to Borderlands's first class.
This ends successfully.
At the same time, the biting cold wind passed over the cliffs on both sides of Dragon Valley, causing the dense natural caves on the west side of the cliff to make a whimpering echo.
Garos's dragon wings cast a long and narrow shadow in the sky, while raising its front paws to point at the rock wall full of holes.
"The caves on the west side are for you to live in. You can choose which one you want."
The west cliff of Dragon Valley is the settlement area of the Wyvern ethnic group. After years of excavation, a well-proportioned three-dimensional nest group has been formed.
For these scarred little dragons, any cave is enough to accommodate their yet-to-be-grown bodies, while the fortress on the clifftop on the east side, which looks like a fortress made of burning metal - Burning Steel Fortress, always silently overlooks the entire valley.
After receiving permission, the little dragons dragged their tired bodies and took off.
Although the injury caused each wing flap to be accompanied by a stinging pain, Dragonkin's innate sense of territoriality still drove them to carefully survey each candidate nest.
Adolescent Blue Dragon Heriam takes the lead.
As he spiraled upward, he deliberately narrowed his wingspan to avoid being too arrogant and making his presence felt.
In the end, he chose the cave above the middle level.
This height will not offend the powerful Wyvern higher up, but can also maintain an appropriate distance from Hatchling Dragon below.
The class gap between the strong and the weak is also a kind of order.
Blue Dragon doesn't mind being inferior to Wyvern.
The red dragon Kaxier first rushed towards the highest hole provocatively, but when it was about to touch the entrance of the cave, it turned sharply and landed in front of the cave at a height adjacent to Heriam.
The choice between Green Dragon and Black Dragon is wiser.
The two Hatchling Dragon didn't even try to explore upwards, and landed directly in front of the two adjacent caves on the bottom floor.
Green Dragon also deliberately measured the distance between the two holes with the tip of his tail to ensure that the nest he selected would not be larger than Black Dragon's and would not cause a direct dispute.
"Tressie."
Red Iron Dragon's voice made White Dragon, who was having fun, straighten his tail instantly.
"You have done well. If you continue to do so, I will give you generous rewards."
His appreciation made White Dragon raise its tail.
However.
Just when White Dragon was about to float up, Red Iron Dragon slapped her back to the ground with her next words.
"I allow you to knock these little dragons within a certain range."
"But you have to strike a good balance."
"If any problems arise due to your mistakes, I will deprive you of all rewards and let you defend Abyssal Rift again."
White Dragon immediately bowed his head in the most solemn manner.
"I promise, I will definitely use the right measure!"
she said.
Having already experienced the comfort of being among the little dragons, how could she be willing to leave and deal with Demon? When educating the little dragons in the future, she should try to be more restrained and not go too far.
"Right."
Red Iron Dragon thought for a few seconds and said slowly, "Your ecological niche theory is very good and can be taught to these little dragons."
He thought about it seriously and thought that White Dragon's theory really has inheritance value.
Especially for Evil Dragon, if you can learn and understand this theory, if nothing else, at the very least, as long as you know not to provoke monsters that are stronger than you and can restrain the arrogance in Dragonkin's nature, your survival rate will definitely be greatly improved.
This theory is not only tailor-made for Dragonkin, but it is also very suitable.
If it were other creatures, if their talents were limited and their lifespan was limited, they might have to be a low-ranking person for the rest of their lives. They were so useless and had no hope, so they might as well just die.
But Dragonkin is different.
As long as the dragon does not die or die young, it is destined to become Legendary Realm, and it is destined to become a high-ranking existence.
With such a foundation, the dragons' acceptance of ecological niche theory should be high, because they know very well that sooner or later they will become a high ecological niche, and they endure the humiliation just to move forward better.
"The greatest sorrow of being born as Evil Dragon is that it is difficult to live long enough to realize your potential."
Red Iron Dragon's voice echoed in the valley. From the corner of his eye, he looked at the little dragons who were poking their heads at the entrance of the cave and said, "Your theory can teach them how to live and grow into real dragons."
After hearing these words, White Dragon was as excited as he was when he successfully robbed a caravan for the first time that year.
She suddenly realized she was making history.
Maybe.
Thousands of years later, the Dragon Race inheritance will record this:
[The pioneer, founder and promoter of ecological niche theory--the great Pale Wings Tressie]
This thought made the blood vessels under her scales tremble and she breathed heavily.
"I will be patient in this matter!"
Tressie's wings trembled slightly with excitement, and he said, "Let's start with the basics of distinguishing strength and weakness, then gradually explain the techniques of camouflage and lowering, and finally."
Garos raised her front paws to interrupt her rambling plan.
"You decide the specific method yourself."
"Remember, I want them to live and serve Dragon Valley."