The cold wind carried the ice crystals, like countless tiny blades, scraping across the vast land.
The sky and the earth were completely white, with only the howling wind and snow Overlord covering everything.
This is completely different from the noisy place filled with thunder and electric charges that Blue Dragon were used to. Here, Borderlands is swept by the wind and snow.
A large group of dragons were flying low over this unfamiliar snowfield.
The snow light reflected the beautiful sky-blue dragon scales of the leader, which looked like fragments of the clear sky. It was none other than the blue dragon Zoraya.
Every wave of her powerful dragon wings broke through the biting cold wind, and behind her, there were more than twenty Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling who were much smaller than her.
Among them, Blue Dragon has the largest number, and there are also a few Evil Dragon cubs of other types.
They are all the new generation of the original Dominic Dragonflight, and they are also the ones who need to be reshaped and branded with a new brand.
These still young Dragonkin flapped their immature wings vigorously, trying to keep up with the pace of the leader.
Hatchling Dragons flapped their immature wings, their eyes full of confusion and uneasiness, as well as fear and anxiety.
Molten Iron King, Patricide Dragon, King of the Borderlands... The owner of this series of titles has been a shadow hanging over all the little Dragon Heart recently.
They all know that leader Heart of Thunder is dead.
And now, they are about to be sent to Molten Iron King to receive his "new" education.
Yes, education--Zolaya used this relatively benign-sounding word, but Hatchling Dragon's inner uneasiness did not diminish at all.
They almost unanimously believe that the next life will probably be even more miserable than before in Dominic Dragonflight.
"I... I heard that Molten Iron King is so vicious that he can kill dragons without blinking an eye."
A blue Hatchling Dragon lowered his voice and whispered to his companions with a vibrato, his body trembling slightly involuntarily. "If we accidentally offend him, he might kill him directly."
Almost at the same time, the other end Red Dragonet roared excitedly, his eyes burning with ambition that was inconsistent with his age.
"Molten Iron King? Humph! Listen, one day, I will replace you!"
His words were ignored.
There was a timid female blue Hatchling Dragon who also trembled.
"No... more than brutal and vicious."
She said, "I heard that he even feeds on Dragonkin! It's a terrible dragon-eating dragon!"
"When we were sent there, we must be used as reserve rations!"
Panic spread quietly among the dragons like Plague.
The dragonets began to stir, their eyes wandered, and they tended to run away.
A clever little Green Dragon has even sneaked to the edge of the team, waiting for an opportunity to escape.
Snap!
A bolt of emerald-green lightning that looked like a living creature suddenly shot out, hitting all the little dragons who were whispering to each other or showing the intention of escaping.
The strong sense of paralysis caused their bodies to twitch violently, and they almost lost their balance and fell from the air.
"Quiet! No whispering or spreading rumors!"
Zolaya's deep and majestic voice sounded, and all the little dragons immediately fell silent, not daring to make any more unnecessary noises.
After successfully frightening these restless little guys, Zolaya's expression softened a little.
She slowed down her flight speed so that the sound could clearly reach the ears of every little dragon.
"Listen, there is no Thundercliff storm here, the environment may be harsh for you."
"But the cold can sharpen your will, and the silence can allow you to hear your inner voice more clearly, instead of always being drowned by the hustle and bustle of the outside world and the noise of the old order."
"I brought you here Borderlands not to use you as food rations, nor to treat you cruelly."
Blue Dragon Zolaya continued in a deep voice, "Molten Iron King, he gave you the chance to survive and become stronger instead of destruction."
"You are lucky."
"I sent you here in the hope that you can receive new teachings, grow into a more powerful dragon, and have a future different from the past."
Hearing these words that were not threats but contained a hint of hope, the restless moods of the little dragons stabilized a lot.
For the Molten Iron King they had never met before, fear still prevailed in their hearts, but at the same time, they also quietly had an uncontrollable curiosity - curious about how powerful he was and how majestic he was.
As for hatred? That's far from being discussed.
In the social laws of Evil Dragon, it is only natural that the weak eat the strong and the strong are respected.
What's more, their living environment in Dominic Dragonflight was far from beautiful, and they suffered from bullying and top-down oppression by their elder Dragonkin.
In the past, what supported them to stay in the dragon group was nothing more than the greater danger from the outside world, and the expectation that they would be able to oppress other dragons when they became stronger.
Just then.
Behind the curtain of wind and snow in the distance, the hazy outline of a huge valley gradually became clear.
Dragon Valley, the end of their trip is also the beginning of an unknown destiny.
"We're here."
Zolaya said coldly, "Put away your fears and anxieties! Remember, cowards will not get the slightest attention or respect in any group of dragons!"
She didn't want the poor performance of these little guys to affect the reliable image she had established in Garos's mind.
As time goes by, Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling are getting closer and closer to the entrance of the valley.
They saw the densely packed sentries and defense buildings surrounding the valley, felt the scrutinizing gazes cast by the powerful and heavily armed guards, and the highly disciplined Wyvern group circling and patrolling at high altitudes.
What caught the dragon's attention in particular was a dark red fortress that seemed to be burning quietly in the snow.
It stands tall and exudes a majestic and brilliant momentum.
This place... looks much more majestic and strict than Thundercliff... Many little dragons came up with this idea.
Dominic Dragonflight's dependents are not large enough.
Thundercliff's guards are mainly responsible for the dragons, which don't seem as strong and powerful as here.
In addition to the initial uneasiness and curiosity, Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling gradually gained an indescribable expectation in their hearts.
Soon after, Blue Dragon Zolaya led the dragon group and officially arrived inside Dragon Valley.
Boom! Bang!
The dull sound of impact came from not far away and was heard all the time.
The little dragons opened their eyes wide and followed the sound.
I saw a majestic and mighty giant dragon in a wide area that had been specially cleared. Ignoring the whines and begging for mercy of the prey under its feet, it was exercising a Metal Dragon that looked like a hybrid in a very oppressive way.
"It's... the powerful Molten Iron King himself!"
"Oh my god! He is actually torturing a Metal Dragon prisoner?! He must be Evil Dragon in Evil Dragon, and he is our role model!"
"I want to be like him in the future!"
"I will replace you one day!"
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Riots once again broke out in the Hatchling Dragon and Dragonling groups. They couldn't help shouting and stretching their necks, trying to see more clearly the powerful and intimidating scene in the distance.
Just then.
Suddenly there was a clear vibration on the ground!
Their sight was instantly blocked by a huge wall covered with white scales.
To be more precise, it was a very strong White Dragon.
Her muscle lines are taut and strong. Although the overall strength may not be as strong as that of a red dragon of the same size, it is definitely far beyond the ordinary White Dragon. Her whole body is covered with thick snow-white scales, and her whole body exudes a fierce and fierce aura.
Exactly White Dragon Tressie.
As early as she learned that Dragon Valley was about to welcome a large number of dragons, she had been waiting excitedly for a long time.
If she hadn't carefully created a majestic impression of her appearance, she might have been eager to greet him halfway.
"They will leave it to you."
Zolaya said to White Dragon, she knew that this was Dragon Valley's nurturer.
Blue Dragon couldn't wait to vibrate its dragon wings, flew over Tressie, and flew towards the area where Molten Iron King was.
White Dragon Tressie's eyes were as cold as a knife, sweeping over every little dragon present one by one. The corners of his mouth slowly opened, revealing a pleasant smile that sent shivers down the spines of all Dragonling and Hatchling Dragon.
"The reptiles."
She spoke slowly and said, "From today on, I, Tressie, will be your instructor at Dragon Valley! All of you dragons must obey my orders unconditionally!"
It's just White Scale.
A blue Hatchling Dragon, who is close to 12 years old and is considered older among the dragons, couldn't help muttering in a low voice. The dragon's face was full of dissatisfaction and contempt.
In the class system of Dominic Dragonflight, White Dragon is always at the bottom of the chain of oppression, and is an existence looked down upon by them.
Even if the White Dragon in front of them is larger and older, they cannot immediately reverse their deep-rooted prejudices.
Tressie's faucet suddenly turned, and his eyes instantly locked on the blue Hatchling Dragon who was muttering in a low voice.
Unexpectedly, she did not get angry, but the smile on her face became more cheerful.
Phew!
A sudden and violent icy wind swept past and swept the rude blue Hatchling Dragon away from the team.
The next moment, White Dragon Tressie's huge dragon claws had already reached out, grabbed him in mid-air, then trampled him ruthlessly under his feet, and ravaged him downwards with his cold claw toes.
"Very good."
"It seems that there are still some little ones among you who don't understand the situation."
Tressie smiled brightly and said, "Then, next, I will teach you the most important and basic lesson in dragon life in the most direct way."
"--Recognize your ecological niche!"
What she likes most is to train these self-righteous, arrogant but extremely weak dragons, let them deeply understand the ecological niche theory, and let them learn to maintain due awe and respect for the existence of higher ecological niches.
The other side.
Blue Dragon Zolaya stood quietly at the edge of the training area, eagerly looking at Molten Iron King who was exercising vigorously and practicing Red-Silver Dragon at the same time.
She didn't make a sound to disturb, just waited quietly, like the most patient audience.
Under the gaze of Zolaya, Red-Silver Dragon, who was already feeling exhausted, groaned a few times. He seemed to be stimulated by some invisible sense of competition. He gritted his teeth and continued to persevere, showing more resilience than usual until he finally lost all strength and collapsed to the ground exhausted. His chest heaved violently and he could only gasp for breath.
When Garos saw this, he temporarily stopped training her.
Zolaya saw the opportunity, approached at the right time, and whispered in a soft tone, "My noble and mighty Dragon Lord, because of your reputation, the expansion of our dragon group in the central area has been very smooth, and we have encountered almost no decent resistance."
She briefly reported on the recent situation in the central region.
"Yeah, well done."
Garos nodded in approval.
His eyes fell on Zolaya's beautiful and unique forked dragon horns, and he suddenly said, "Use your most powerful skills to attack me."
Hearing this, Zolaya raised his head in surprise.
Confronting Red Iron Dragon's calm but unquestionable gaze, she immediately realized the seriousness of the other party, so she solemnly said, "I obey, Dragon Lord, but please be careful, my attack is not a simple lightning damage."
After speaking, she took a deep breath of cold air and raised her slender neck.
Zi La--Zi La--!
Different from the ordinary Blue Dragon, emerald-green arcs of electricity danced and flickered between her scales, and quickly converged towards the top of her forked dragon horns.
Finally, between her horns, a thunderball that danced erratically and shone with dangerous emerald light was condensed.
Phew!
The emerald green thunder ball seemed to teleport, and disappeared in a flash, and the next moment it hit Red Iron Dragon's broad and solid chest.
The moment the lightning ball hit, Garos did not feel the strong physical impact as expected.
There wasn't even a slight sway in his body.
However, the lightning ball exploded violently at the moment of contact, turning into countless emerald green arcs as fine as a spider web, crackling and jumping wildly across his body, as if intertwined into an extremely corrosive thunder and lightning network.
These arcs carry a strong energy erosion effect.
They actually penetrated Garos's dense dragon scale defense and penetrated deep into his body.
In addition to waves of slight numbness and needle-like pain, Garos also clearly felt a sudden dizziness, an uncontrollable itching in the depths of his throat, and waves of cramping pain in his abdomen... All kinds of negative states hit him at the same time.
The area of scales hit by the thunderball even began to show signs of abscesses.
He felt as if he had been instantly poisoned by some powerful compound toxin, and a strong sense of discomfort surged throughout his body.
No wonder it can affect both Partial Elementalization and Heart of Thunder. It is indeed not simple.
he thought.
However, for Garos, this kind of discomfort that spreads all over the body brings an alternative and twisted sense of comfort.
"It feels pretty good."
Red Iron Dragon gave Zolaya an approving look.
The main source of his poison resistance is the Cliff Serpent Dragon poison he absorbed in his early years.
But that was quite a long time ago.
As its own Life Level continues to improve and its body becomes increasingly powerful, Garos's poison resistance is also passively increasing. However, compared with other resistances such as fire, lightning, ice, etc., the improvement is relatively limited, and gradually cannot keep up with the overall defense level.
Zolaya's poison can help him make up for his shortcomings in this area and provide targeted resistance training.
Blue Dragon Zolaya was slightly startled, and then his eyes flickered sharply, catching the interest that was not fake in Red Iron Dragon's eyes.
"As you wish, my Dragon Lord, my king."
She no longer had any reservations and began to accumulate energy with all her strength. One after another emerald green thunderballs bombarded Garos's majestic body one after another.
Time passes leisurely.
When the energy in Zolaya's body was almost exhausted, Red Iron Dragon's whole body was completely enveloped in an emerald green arc that was so dense that it could not be broken open, and the crackling sound was endless.
His body was covered with obvious signs of poisoning, and there were signs of severe corrosion on his scales.
But he still stood tall, as if these negative states that would make other dragons collapse in pain were just another form of baptism for him.
At this time, Zolaya gasped and whispered, "The dragons under your command all have excellent physiques, and you yourself are incredibly strong."
"Can you please guide me to exercise? I also want to learn your exercise methods and am eager to become as strong as you."
Every time she comes over, she can almost see Red Iron Dragon exercising tirelessly.
So, she did what she wanted and made this request.
"Hmph, scheming dragon!"
Red-Silver Dragon, who was paralyzed on the ground, snorted in his heart, forced himself up, and gave Zolaya a slightly stiff smile.
"Want to learn? I can teach you the basics first for Garos."
She didn't want Blue Dragon to have exclusive contact with Garos.
Zolaya clearly felt the hostility from Red-Silver Dragon.
But she didn't take it seriously and responded with a gentle and harmless smile and said, "Okay, that's really my honor." After a pause, she looked at Deborah with a worried look on her face. "However, you seem to be very tired. Do you really not need to take a good rest first? I can wait."
Red-Silver Dragon Without saying a word, he directly took out a bottle of magic potion that could quickly restore physical energy, raised his head and swallowed it.
"No, I'm fine. We can start now."
She struggled to stand up completely and signaled Zolaya to follow. "There is not enough space here to perform. Come with me. Let's go to another area and I will teach you well."
She deliberately emphasized the word "teaching", and then took Blue Dragon Zolaya away from Garos and headed to the other side of the training ground.
The entire Dragon Valley, under the influence of Garos's personal practice, seemed to have become a giant training ground full of sweat and fire.
After Blue Dragon and Red-Silver Dragon left, Garos continued to focus on his own exercise program without any distractions.
Afterwards, he took some time to fly high into the sky, focusing on flexibility training in the howling wind and snow.
Alberto, who was tinkering with his dragon horns at the bottom of the valley below, saw this scene and paused his movements.
"Garos, watch the move!"
Adhering to the persistent belief of "repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles", he let out a dragon roar of Bloodburst and once again soared into the sky with great interest and flew high into the sky.
Then, as usual, he was whipped in the air like a golden top.
And Alberto seems to be enjoying it, just gritting his teeth and persisting in the blows again and again, trying to find opportunities to counterattack or make progress.
At the same time.
A slender dragon figure wearing golden scales has quietly crossed the sky.
She crossed over the rough Estonia River, entered the Borderlands airspace where the wind and snow became increasingly dense, and continued to soar in the direction she perceived.
Along the way, Gold Dragon Nasha's heart was filled with surprise and uncertainty.
Ever since she entered the area of Borderlands, she noticed the uniformly styled monster outposts and patrols scattered throughout the land.
All these signs indicate that this vast area has the same lord.
Moreover, it is very likely that he is an evil dragon.
The most important thing is that the positioning signal of her uneasy brother Alberto also points here.
As the distance got closer, Gold Dragon Nasha could clearly smell the rich Evil Dragon scent in the air.
The quantity was far beyond her expectation.
Fortunately, most of them are relatively young and should not be very old.
"My stupid and arrogant brother... could he have been captured by the lord of some evil Evil Dragon group?"
Although she personally taught Alberto a lot and enjoyed the process, this was mainly because he really needed a beating.
She will never allow other Evil Dragon to bully and trample her blood relatives.
This is the bottom line that Gold Dragon Clan cannot touch!
Using the thick wind and snow as a natural cover, Nasha, with a serious face and sharp eyes, continued to sneak away quietly in the direction of Alberto.
She wanted to see what kind of Evil Dragon king he was that dared to detain her younger brother.