"Seraphina, Ludwig."
When the deep and condensed voice of Red Iron Dragon reached the ears of Black Dragon and Green Dragon who were whispering, they were as if they were poured ice water on them. They instantly straightened their crouched dragon bodies and turned to the direction of the leader of the dragon group. They stood at attention and took a serious posture, not even daring to breathe.
"Don't be so nervous."
Garos glanced at the two Young Adult Dragon and asked, "The task I gave you, the research on Dragonforged Transformation Ritual, how is the progress now?"
Green Dragon Ludwig Hearing this, he relaxed a little.
He raised his slender neck covered with emerald green scales and replied respectfully, "After our repeated experiments and research demonstrations, we have determined that it is best for Dragonforged Transformation Ritual to follow a step-by-step sequence from simple to difficult."
"For example, the first ritual focuses on [Dragon Scale Transformation], while the last ritual, which is also the most difficult one, is [Dragon Heart Transformation]."
Black Dragon Seraphina on the side then lowered his voice and added:
"We have successfully designed the complete process and rune array of the first Dragon Scale Transformation Ritual, but it is not perfect yet and the stability needs to be improved... The current success rate is only about three-tenths."
Three out of ten?
For this kind of ritual involving the transformation of the essence of life, even if it is a decomposed simplified ritual, it can have a success rate of 30%, which is already a good breakthrough.
"The missions you undertake are vital to the future of the Horde."
Garos said solemnly and seriously, "Every time a transformation ritual is successfully completed and solidified, I will give you rich rewards beyond imagination - wealth, knowledge, or power. I will never let you down."
After promising a huge profit, his eyes slowly swept across the Kin Leader present.
"I... my lord, congratulations... congratulations on your recovery and return."
Noticing Garos's gaze, Glutton Demon Kalu, who was holding a large piece of unknown animal leg meat and chewing it until his mouth was full of oil, said angrily, "But... but, you seem to... have lost a little weight? Well, you must have been sleeping for too long and eaten too little! You should eat more, eat more."
Garos carefully looked at this veteran family member of the Molten Iron Tribe.
Today's Glutton Demon Kalu is covered with fiery red dragon scales, with a ferocious dragon horn growing on his head, and a thick and powerful dragon tail trailing behind him. His whole body exudes the strong characteristics of Dragon-Vein Creature.
His body has long been out of the category of ordinary Ogre, and has expanded to a terrifying figure like Hill Giant, and is extremely strong and tall. The muscles on his arms are bulging like explosions, and the tendons are knotted. Among the weird Kin Leaders, his body shape is still the most eye-catching existence.
Garos's eyes shine brightly, using Detection Art.
[Glutton Demon Kalu, Life Level:16]
It is one level lower than the current Garos, but it is already a powerful fighter that can stand on its own.
Considering Glutton Demon's terrifying bloodline talent that relies on devouring to quickly become stronger, this improvement speed does not seem to be too fast. After all, Kalu has devoured many powerful creatures and magical materials as Molten Iron Tribe fought in the north and south.
In theory, his Life Level should be higher.
The reason is that Kalu is no longer pure Glutton Demon.
He is now a more powerful Dragon-veined Glutton Demon, with the blood of the immortal dragon integrated into his body.
Although this greatly increased the upper limit of his potential, it was also affected by the relatively slow growth cycle of Dragonkin's bloodline, and the improvement speed of Life Level was instead delayed.
"In any case, more than ten years have passed, and the progress of the tribal leaders is generally quite good."
Garos was thinking in his heart, and continued to glance at the other dependent leaders, Detection Art launched one after another.
[ Centaur Elvie, Life Level:16]
[Werewolf Russell, Life Level:14]
[Snake Woman Naris, Life Level:17]
[Wyvern Tasha, Life Level:14]
[Kobold Doug, Life Level:13]
The core bosses of the Molten Iron Tribe have their own characteristics. Almost every one of them has experienced the tempering of blood and fire, has extraordinary experience and unique characteristics, has different trump cards, and has high fighting spirit.
Under normal circumstances.
It is difficult for an ordinary Adult Dragon, or even some Mature Dragon, to truly rule such a tribe full of talents and strong men.
Only Garos, who is only slightly taller than some of the family members, Life Level, can firmly control the entire tribe with unparalleled prestige and unfathomable power.
Before being promoted to Young Dragon, his Life Level was even lower than some of his strongest subordinates.
Nowadays, among these Kin Leader, the highest level is still Serpentfolk Sword Saint Naris. She has been upgraded from the original level 16 to level 17.
The one with the fastest improvement is Half-Blood Centaur Elvie.
At the beginning, Life Level of Elvie was not particularly outstanding among the dependents, but with the blessing of her outstanding talent, she gradually came to the top, and now she is firmly on the threshold of level 16, second only to Serpentfolk Sword Saint.
As for the most capable of fighting and the strongest actual combat ability among these bosses.
Garos believes that it is the Glutton Demon Kalu who is eating and drinking, not the higher-level Serpentfolk Sword Saint.
Although Kalu is one level lower, it has an absolute advantage in head-on combat.
As time goes by, Glutton Demon Kalu and Half-Blood Centaur Elvie, who are highly favored by Garos, will definitely surpass Serpentfolk Sword Saint in the future with their blood and talent, and have the possibility of reaching Legendary Realm.
However.
If there are no accidents along the way, under the command of the Molten Iron Tribe, the first ones who can set foot in the realm of the Legendary Realm may not be them, but [Flower Lord] who is far away from Ser Wilderness--Xia'er·Hines.
After years of development, the former Creekwood Town has grown to the size of a small city, so it was renamed Creekwood Territory.
Since Ser Wilderness needs a strong man of sufficient weight to be in charge in case of unexpected events, Xia'er, who is responsible for the lordship, did not come to Borderlands to participate in the feast. He only celebrated the king's return within the scope of Creekwood Territory with the local residents and garrison.
The human race has many shortcomings, such as short lifespan and fragile body... but the growth rate of those true geniuses among them is unparalleled.
The talent gap between people is sometimes far greater than the gap between dragons.
The possibility that Xia'er will be the first to become Legendary Realm is extremely high.
"Once Xia'er takes the lead and becomes Legendary Realm, the Magic Contract signed with him will no longer be able to restrain him."
Garos A thought flashed through his mind.
The Magic Contract used in the bet against Xia'er was not Legendary Realm.
Once Xia'er himself is promoted to the Legendary Realm, the effect of the contract will naturally dissipate.
At that time, whether he is still willing to stay at Creekwood Territory and play for the Molten Iron Tribe has become unknown.
However, crossing the threshold of the Legendary Realm is not an easy task and cannot be easily crossed.
Although Xia'er has a strong talent, it is not as perverted as Lothern Saint-King. Considering his character and character of valuing love and justice and keeping promises, there is no need to worry too much in the short term.
Out of his usual caution, Garos looked at Iron Dragon Sorog again.
"What is the current situation of Sorog and Xia'er? Has he developed a sufficient sense of belonging to Creekwood Territory and Molten Iron Tribe?"
Iron Dragon was silent for a few seconds, and a rather strange look appeared on the huge dragon's face.
He said, "That Flower Lord? Not only does he have a sense of belonging in Creekwood Territory, but now I'm afraid even if I want to drive him away, he may not be willing to leave."
Seeing that Sorog looked strange, Garos asked, "What do you mean? Explain clearly."
Iron Dragon Sorog let out a low, slightly joking laugh and said, "He has officially married a wife and had children in Creekwood Territory, and started a family."
"Moreover, his wife is not human, she is... well, a very beautiful and charming Snake Woman."
Garos was suddenly enlightened when he heard this.
No wonder Sorog showed that expression.
This Iron Dragon himself has a soft spot for Snake-man, but he didn't expect that Flower Knight, who looks thick-browed, big-eyed, and upright, has an aesthetic orientation so similar to his that he chose an interracial partner.
At this time, Six-Armed Snake Woman leader Naris, who was standing quietly on the side, gracefully walked forward and added, "King, Beverly is a very talented young warlock in our tribe. He is thoughtful and decent, so he was selected as Flower Lord's administrative assistant to assist him in handling some daily affairs of the territory."
"After the two got along for a long time, maybe they fell in love with each other for a long time. Finally, with the blessing of everyone at Creekwood Territory, they officially became husband and wife."
Upon hearing this explanation, Garos gave leader Snake Woman a meaningful look.
He felt that Xia'er would marry a Snake Woman. Although there were reasons for his personal interests, there was a high probability that there would be some quiet fueling and careful arrangements behind it.
However, such a small gesture is harmless.
Garos does not exclude family members from engaging in some reasonable competition or planning in order to improve their status and influence. This is an inevitable thing in a group.
Even the most core and completely loyal Dragon-Vein Kin also has his own desires and demands.
As long as these actions are limited within reasonable limits and do not harm the overall interests of the tribe, he can acquiesce.
But if anyone dares to overstep his bounds and commit betrayal or seriously harm Molten Iron Tribe... then the red dragon executioner of the tribe will be happy to let those traitors know that life is worse than death.
Soon after, the sky gradually turned gray, and the grand banquet that lasted all night finally came to an end.
The family members began to busily clean up the mess and clean up the place.
And all the giant dragons left Burning Steel Fortress one after another and came to a vast plain covered with ice and snow outside Dragon Valley.
The human form competition between Garos and Alberto will officially begin here.
Giant dragons of various sizes soared and circled in the leaden low sky, and the whistling sound caused by the flapping of their huge wings even overwhelmed the never-ending wind and snow in the valley.
They also focused their attention on the snowy battlefield below.
Hoo ho ho!
The biting cold wind rolled up ice crystals and slapped the bodies of the two protagonists.
Garos and Alberto faced each other, each other's figure reflected in the dragon's eyes, and then, two Shapeshifting Spell rays of light emerged from their bodies and enveloped their whole bodies.
After the light dissipated, two figures with completely different temperaments appeared on the spot.
On one side is Alberto, who has a strong and well-proportioned figure and a handsome and dazzling face.
On the other side, there is a man who is more than two meters tall and as tall as a mountain. His upper body is naked and knotted with muscles in the snow. It looks like Garos made of steel. The muscles under his skin are bulging, and the veins and blood vessels are intertwined like a dragon.
The distance between the two was less than a hundred meters, and the cold air seemed to be stagnant between them.
Alberto moved his five fingers gently, and the ancient oath runes on his arms appeared and flowed. Finally, they condensed into Conquest Halberd, which symbolized strength and oath, and was firmly held in his hand.
He looked at the oppressive figure opposite, without fear, and asked loudly, "Garos, are you ready?"
On the other side, Garos did not answer, but just started to move his body.
He stretched out his thick and long arms, stood on tiptoes and crossed lightly on the ground. His body swayed and jumped lightly in place like the most agile cheetah. Every movement was full of explosive power and amazing coordination.
This flexibility, which was far beyond expectations, made the confidence on Alberto's face freeze slightly, and a hint of uneasiness suddenly rose in his heart.
Evil Dragon, who has just mastered Shapeshifting Spell and transformed into a human form for the first time, is extremely uncomfortable and even crawling on all fours like Beast is considered normal behavior.
But what did he see?
Garos's movements were not awkward or slow at all, and his steps were so light that he seemed to have been accustomed to this body!
"Let's get started."
Garos stopped warming up and his voice was calm.
His knees were slightly bent, and the muscle lines on his calves that were as tight as steel cables suddenly straightened, and even made a tooth-breaking gurgling sound.
The next moment--
Zhila! Zhila!
The dazzling Golden Lightning mixed with Dragon Qi suddenly rose from his majestic body, surging and tumbling! The violent energy aura even made his black and red hair stand on end, dancing crazily with the arrogance and lightning.
The snow all around him instantly vaporized and disappeared, and the frozen soil beneath his feet collapsed Shatter under the load, exploding a huge crater.
And when the deafening crackling sound finally reached Alberto's ears, the black-red lightning transformed by Garos had torn through the wind and snow and rushed in front of him.
So fast!
Alberto's pupils suddenly shrunk. Relying entirely on his honed fighting instinct, he subconsciously raised Conquest Halberd to block in front of him.
Bang!!!
A loud noise as dull as beating leather exploded, and a white air shock wave visible to the naked eye centered on the two people, spread out in all directions, and rolled up countless snow!
What makes Alberto even more horrified is that two jet-black arms composed entirely of condensed Dragon Qi appeared out of thin air behind Garos. Together with his own arms, the four arms were like a violent storm, instantly blasting out dozens or hundreds of fist shadows.
clang clang clang clang!
The Conquest Halberd in Alberto's hand was shaken violently by the Peiran Colossal Strength, and almost flew out of his hand. He staggered back under the violent attack, leaving deep footprints on the frozen soil with every step.
Before he could stabilize his center of gravity, he saw Garos twisting his waist and hips with his left leg as the axis.
The right leg with bulging muscles and gnarled veins was like a real giant dragon's tail, tearing the air and lashing out with a terrifying whimpering sound.
There is no way to avoid it!
Boom!
Alberto felt an irresistible wave of Colossal Strength. As if being thrown by a trebuchet, the whole person flew up from the ground uncontrollably and smashed into the air.
Almost at the same time that he was kicked away, the ground beneath Garos exploded again.
His burly figure soared into the sky, and he caught up with Alberto who had no place to rely on in the air. He raised his right leg high, and dazzling golden lightning wrapped around it, like a battle axe, he chopped down with the force of cracking mountains and rocks.
Bang--!
Alberto was smashed back to the ground like a meteorite, stirring up snow and dust all over the sky.
When he was struggling to get up, the burly figure like a demon had descended from the sky like a shadow, trampling down heavily with unparalleled power.
At the critical moment, Alberto condensed an illusory crown shadow above his head, bursting out with intense light, and rolled dangerously to avoid this fatal step.
"It's over! It's all over!"
"Why are other people so skilled in their forms?! This is not like the first time!"
"It's so hard for me! I'm almost paying off the debt! I have to start calculating again! And it's even more!"
Alberto was roaring and wailing crazily in his heart, but his face uncontrollably pulled out a strange expression that was uglier than crying, with his mouth wide open, as if he was in despair where he couldn't laugh or cry.
He had clearly foreseen his disastrous outcome.
If there weren't too many dragons watching around him, he might have given up on the spot and begged Garos to at least reduce half of his debt!
Immediately.
Alberto gritted his teeth, concentrated all his energy, abandoned all distracting thoughts, and wholeheartedly dealt with Garos's continuous offensive like a violent storm.
In human form, Garos still maintains despairing terrifying power and speed. The offensive is like a never-ending wave, wave after wave, leaving Alberto with almost no power to fight back.
Alberto also completely gave up the idea of counterattack.
He focused on defense, hoping to hold on for a while longer, not to lose too quickly and too ugly, and to try to save a little bit of dignity for himself.
And as time goes by.
The solid ground below Shatter collapsed again and again under the trampling of Garos and the impact of Alberto, and the surrounding wind and snow were torn apart and scattered by the fierce force.
Under the silent and focused gaze of many giant dragons in the sky, this almost one-sided battle slowly came to an unchangeable end.
A few minutes passed that seemed extremely long.
Bang!
The Conquest Halberd in Alberto's hand was finally completely blown away by a heavy punch, spinning and stuck in the snow far away.
Immediately afterwards, Garos's fist containing terrifying power smashed the already dim shadow of Holy Armor around Alberto, mercilessly imprinting it on his face that was already bruised and swollen and no longer handsome.
Bang!
The last particularly fierce and heavy straight punch hit Alberto right in the chest!
Wow!
Alberto A mouthful of golden Dragon Blood spurted out, and the whole person flew upside down like a kite with its string broken.
In mid-air, with a burst of strong magical light, he could no longer maintain his human form, and was forced to reveal the huge prototype of Gold Dragon. Finally, he fell heavily to the ground, rolling and plowing a long ravine, until he hit a hill covered with thick snow, and finally stopped, with his eyes closed tightly, as if he had completely fainted.
"So inexperienced?"
Garos frowned slightly, calming down the tumbling Dragon Qi and lightning around him, feeling a little confused.
He thought that although his attack was not light, it should not be enough to beat Alberto to the point of complete fainting. With Gold Dragon's physical fitness, he should be able to resist for a while.
In fact, his judgment was absolutely correct.
In order to escape the cruel reality, the noble Lord Gold Dragon Alberto decisively chose to pretend to faint after a tenth of a second of intense ideological struggle.
If he were the proud, upright person who valued honor as his life, he would never have done something so undignified.
But now.
Alberto silently thought in his heart while in coma: Although it is shameful to escape, it is useful.
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