Garos is lying lazily on a treasure hill that is piled up with countless gold coins, gems and precious artifacts, shining with alluring light, enjoying the gentle Magic Energy caressed by several Snake Woman warlocks who are graceful and proficient in magic.
The healing energy is like a warm stream.
Following the gentle caresses of the maids' palms, it slowly penetrated into his strong body, smoothing away the minor injuries and fatigue caused by high-intensity training.
This is by no means just for fun!
It is just to recover faster and start a new round of exercise faster. It is a last resort to relax and have nothing to do with enjoyment.
--No matter what others think, Garos thinks so anyway.
"In five years, my Martial Combat Level has improved, but my Life Level is still standing still."
"As you get to the back, Life Level's improvement becomes slower and slower."
During the past five years, his Life Level has not changed, but his breath has become thicker and his body size has grown to a certain extent. His body length from head to toe is nearly seventeen meters, his body is majestic, and his various attributes have also steadily improved.
"It's normal. Dragonkin Life Level's growth curve is not smooth and even, but a step-by-step improvement."
"I need to wait for the next deep sleep. With the speed of my development, the Dragon Sleep time is always advanced, and the teenage Dragon Sleep should not be too long before it arrives."
Dragonkin's growth method is completely different from that of many living things, and the core lies in sleep.
Daily exercise, fighting, eating, etc., will gradually accumulate precipitation until it is digested during sleep, and then multiple Life Level will be upgraded at a time. Those more or less strains and hidden injuries left by fighting, and even subtle damage to the soul and spirit, will also be repaired during sleep.
The life of a dragon.
Most of those seemingly long thousand years were spent in the deep and long Dragon Sleep, and there was a lot of water in it.
"The Adaptive Evolution talent I possess may not be certain in the future, but for now, its core and most fundamental effect is actually to transform the underlying nature of life, to expand the boundaries of potential, and to raise the unreachable upper limit, rather than just superficial Life Level improvement that is only used as a reference."
Garos now understands the nature of his own talents more and more.
"As for my current Life Level, why can it surpass Dragonkin of the same age?"
He continued to think and showed a sudden expression, "The key lies in my own tempering day after day, year after year, and never slacking off."
"Of course, we cannot do without those precious resources that are continuously supplied."
"Black Oil contains surging energy, dazzling gems that can nourish the dragon soul, high-quality meat that provides ultimate nutrition, and even precious metals used to strengthen the body. These are the cornerstones that support my growth."
"The proportion of talent is actually very small."
Garos thought quietly in his heart.
Immediately, he slightly raised his heavy eyelids and casually glanced at the scales on his side.
I saw that the surface of the dragon scales was covered with dense, criss-crossing new sword marks, each of which was deeply embedded in the scales, clearly visible - these were the marks left by his powerful family member, Six-Armed Snake-man Sword Saint, during the sparring.
And besides these new scars.
What is even more eye-catching are the special lines that are slightly darker in color and seem to have a tougher and more solid texture.
They are like the growth rings of ancient trees, and like the cracks in rocks that have experienced weathering and frost, they are spread all over his huge torso.
These are the medals that symbolize strength and experience - Battleworn Mark, which were finally deposited after countless fierce battles. The dragon scales were Shatter again and again, and were tenaciously healed under the strong vitality again and again.
This intensive Battleworn Mark is largely due to his almost "masochistic" daily training method.
After all, the Battleworn Mark in Garos was not all formed naturally in life-and-death fights. A considerable part of it was "hardened" by Sun-Earth's initiative to ask powerful subordinates to attack him with high intensity day after day to build up his resistance.
This method is somewhat tricky.
However, Garos doesn't care about this.
He thought in his mind, "As long as the effect is achieved, this Battleworn Mark, for those guys who know the goods, should be... quite capable of bluffing dragons."
Only those who are truly members of the Dragon Race society, or are intelligent creatures with an extremely deep understanding of the Dragonkin world, can truly understand the gold content contained in the "Battleworn Mark" on the White Dragon body.
When facing these opponents with sufficient vision, Garos doesn't even need to say anything.
He only needs to simply reveal the densely packed Battleworn Mark that covers nearly one-fifth of the area of his torso. The overwhelming and substantial sense of oppression and deterrence is enough to make many enemies who are not strong-minded and slightly weak-willed instantly become frightened and become timid before fighting.
This was confirmed in the fierce battle with Gold Dragon Alberto.
Even if he was as proud and arrogant as Alberto, when he caught the dense Battleworn Mark on Garos that was far beyond the ordinary Mature Dragon, he could not help but be stunned and shocked in his vertical pupils, and at the same time, a flaw appeared.
After calming down, Garos brought his attention back to the present moment and slowly closed his eyes.
Although this is his regular rest period, it is not completely relaxing.
He would often use this fragmented time to pay close attention to the changes taking place on the southern continent through Blood Kin Chain and business group channels, collect information, analyze the situation, and silently make careful and long-term plans for the future of Borderlands and himself.
"Gordon."
Red Iron Dragon tapped the invisible Blood Kin Chain in his heart, calling for his brother who had the same father and mother but different lives in the Lothern Kingdom - Iron Dragon Gordon.
at the same moment.
Far away in the Lothern Kingdom, there is the peaceful and energetic training ground of Sparkfire Monastery.
Iron Dragon Gordon, which is huge and still round, is becoming the focus of the entire venue.
He lay lazily in the center of the field, surrounded by eyes full of respect and admiration. Under the gazes of these eyes, he slightly showed off his body, which seemed a little more muscular than three years ago, but the overall outline was still round and full.
In the past three years, Gordon has really worked hard.
He invited an experienced palace warrior as a training instructor, and successfully embarked on Hundred-Battle Dragon Pathway, which was relatively balanced in all aspects.
However, perhaps it is because his strong appetite remains the same and the training intensity is not enough.
His body shape has not become as clear-cut as Garos, full of explosive power, and intimidatingly powerful, as he longed for deep down in his heart.
At most, he has evolved from the original lipo-lipo (fat wrapping fat) to the current lipo-muscle (fat wrapping preliminary muscles). The overall look is still solid and thick, with a unique, naive and strong feeling.
At this moment, Iron Dragon Gordon is squinting his eyes in contentment.
While enjoying the adoring eyes of the children around him, he glanced at these thriving little guys.
In the past, those children who looked as thin and weak due to malnutrition, like bean sprouts in the wind, have undergone earth-shaking changes with adequate food supply and carefully arranged and continuous physical exercise.
They become physically strong, muscular and full of energy.
Some children are even more than twice as tall and strong as they were three years ago, and their whole bodies are full of vitality and strength.
Among them.
Aster, Seros, Aisha... the talents of these three children are particularly dazzling.
They have experienced hardships and know how precious opportunities are, and their hard work and self-discipline have reached an almost harsh level. With the sweat poured out day after day, year after year, about a year ago, they have clearly felt the flow and condensation of "qi" in their bodies, and officially entered the Monk path.
Judging by the amazing talent they have shown and their current rapid growth rate.
Gordon has no doubt that as long as they are given enough time and resources, within twenty years, these three children will grow into powerful beings with extraordinary power and capable of standing alone.
Just when Gordon was immersed in his happy thoughts, the Dragon Race blood flowing in his body suddenly felt a subtle throbbing.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar and majestic voice sounded - it was the call from the distant Borderlands, from his powerful brother.
Iron Dragon was shocked.
"My dear brother."
Gordon immediately responded through the blood connection from the bottom of his heart and said, "Just in time, I just received an extremely important piece of news and am about to tell you."
"Did Haltai Duchy and Aber Duchy officially break up and declare war on each other?"
Garos said, "I already know about this."
Through the channels of the business group, he quickly learned about such an obvious and important matter.
Garos knows it well.
On the surface, the two principalities Hatai and Abel are fighting to maintain the so-called sanctity of their territorial sovereignty.
But in fact, they are more like two sharp swords, held tightly by the handles by the swordsman behind the scenes.
The fierce collision between them at this moment is, to a large extent, just executing the will of the sword holder. It is a carefully planned tentative confrontation.
Saint King has fallen.
But Lothern Kingdom is, after all, a behemoth that has enjoyed hundreds of years of resource tilt and development under its glorious protection.
Even though it is now full of internal contradictions, problems, and even showing some signs of aging and fatigue, it cannot change an established fact.
--It is still a kingdom with profound heritage, strong military power and vast territory.
Those coveters who lurk in the dark and are as ambitious as jackals and vicious dogs will never be stupid enough to attack directly from the beginning and directly challenge this aging lion whose claws are still there.
They will only carefully extend their probing claws first, constantly teasing, probing, and creating chaos at the edge... Until they completely confirm the male lion's weakness and slow response, they will swarm up like a swarm of sharks that have smelled the Bloodshed scent, completely tearing it to pieces and devouring it.
"That's right."
Gordon confirmed Garos's knowledge, but his tone immediately became lower and more cautious.
"However, I have more important news to tell you than the war in the principality."
He paused for a moment, and then said slowly, "Lothern's old king is seriously ill."