This winter is not long for Garos.
He intentionally reduces the proportion of time he spends exercising, and always takes time out to have some entertainment with Fairy Dragon.
Paint on Dire Bear's butt and insert flowers into Gold Dragon's nostrils
Because of Red Emperor's acquiescence, Fairy Dragon has almost become the little ancestor of Crimson Flame Royal City. However, her pranks are not harmful, and her joy is always highly contagious, and people are very tolerant of her.
In this process, Garos's spirit was also greatly relieved.
In the blink of an eye, the severe cold of winter quietly retreats with sunrises and sunsets one after another.
There is still a chill in the air, and traces of the awakening vitality deep in the earth are unstoppable.
On the sunny slopes, the snow melted to reveal moist soil, and dots of tender green bud tips emerged. The dark green of the evergreen trees was added with fresh green, and the smell of the wind became softer, mixed with the fresh breath of thawed soil.
One afternoon in early spring.
Red Iron Dragon had just finished a round of high-intensity exercise. Hot white air was steaming from the surface of his body, making the cold air around him make a slight sizzling sound and continue to twist.
He exhaled a breath of hot air, and then, as he was used to in the past, he called in a deep voice.
"Vera."
The sound echoed among the cliffs and penetrated the sparse trees.
However, there was no crisp "Here!" in response.
There is only silence in the air.
Garos The thick scales on his forehead wrinkled slightly.
His eyes suddenly lit up with the light of deep true seeing. He looked around, but he did not find the figure of the fairy dragon. He did not see her usual sneaky shadow in any crack or behind the rocks.
An inexplicable uneasy premonition appeared in Garos's heart.
"This guy..."
Phew!
He stretched his wings, flew back to the palace, and cast Shapeshifting Spell to reduce his size.
He walked through the familiar corridors and halls inside the Palace and walked towards a secluded corner in the wing of the Palace with a clear goal.
There is a small spiral staircase leading to a small attic on the top floor.
This is the room of Fairy Dragon. Although the sparrow is small, it has a good heart and gallbladder. There are random gadgets placed in it.
Glittering stones, colorful feathers, half-drunk jars of mead, and countless small objects "borrowed" from all over the palace.
There are even a few Garos scales.
This place is filled with the rich atmosphere of Fairy Dragon, but it is very quiet at the moment, and not even the slightest snoring or mumbling can be heard.
Garos's heart sank slightly.
His eyes scanned every corner of the room, finally landing on the small velvet bed in the center of the room.
There is no dragon shadow above.
But in the middle of the pile of soft fabrics, there lay quietly a brightly colored dragon scale, and it was emitting a steady and soft shimmer.
Garos stretched out his deformed and shrunk claws and touched the dragon scales.
Buzz.
The light suddenly flickered, projecting the small figure of Fairy Dragon in the air.
She was sitting in the corner of Red Emperor's Throne, one of her favorite spots, with her tail swaying and a sly smile on her face.
"Hey! You've been fooled, my dear Ignas!"
Vera in the video spoke, with a crisp and lively voice.
"You must have thought that I would wait obediently for you to take the time, and then be taken to Fey Wilds by you personally like a baby that needs to be carefully escorted, right?"
She shook her head and flapped her wings happily twice.
"That's so boring! It doesn't fit my style at all, Mr. Vera!"
She paused, and in the image she seemed to be looking at Garos who was standing in the attic at the moment.
Her eyes became a little more serious.
"Besides, I thought about it carefully later. If you, a big guy, really followed me back to Fey Wilds... you might cause some serious trouble."
"Those little goblins, Tree Sprite, Flower Fairy who live in Fey Wilds, and those old men who live under the big glowing mushrooms are very timid and simple-minded."
"A casual sneeze from you can probably scare them into crying for days."
"Though thinking about that scene, it seems quite interesting," she stuck out her tongue, "But if the noise is too loud and attracts the attention of the old antique, it won't be fun."
Vera in the video stood up from the armrest of the throne and jumped lightly to the center of the throne's spacious seat.
It was like a square to her.
She puffed out her chest and put her hands on her hips, making a heroic and fearless gesture.
"So, after careful consideration by Ben Long, I decided to go back by myself!"
she announced, her voice filled with pride.
"Don't worry, don't worry."
"I, Vera, have been wandering in Material Plane for more than a hundred years. What storms and waves have I not seen? The danger of Fey Wilds is a piece of cake for me."
"When I return to Fey Wilds, I will definitely be favored by Ancestral Spirit and accept the baptism of Primal Breath..."
"Haha! Master Vera, I will definitely live a glorious second life. If I'm lucky, I might be able to become Legendary Realm Fairy Dragon! Here we go. At that time," she blinked at Garos outside the image, "I will find a way to come back to Material Plane and see how great your kingdom has developed."
"You have to work hard and don't be outdone by me when the time comes."
The image began to flicker, and Vera's figure became somewhat transparent.
"Okay, okay, the magic letter is about to collapse."
She showed her last bright smile and waved her paw.
"Goodbye, my dear Majesty Ignas."
"Spring has arrived, look at the little flowers that have just emerged from the soil for me, listen to the newly composed songs of the birds, and don't always bury yourself in exercise."
"Occasionally, like a lazy and normal dragon, you should bask in the sun and enjoy the warm spring breeze."
There was only silence in the attic.
Outside the window, the early spring wind blew into the room, carrying the smell of earth and buds.
There was a vague hustle and bustle from the royal city in the distance, which was when Aura's People people started a new day of life. The sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting warm light spots on the floor, illuminating the dust particles flying in the air.
"Cunning little thing."
Garos picked up the colorful dragon scale and said something in a low voice.
After a while, he carefully put it away and turned to leave the attic.
When he walked to the door, Garos paused, looked back at the messy but lively small room, and then gently closed the door, leaving the silence of the room behind.
Fairy Dragon returned to Fey Wilds, and his life in Material Plane will continue.
However, there is no sadness in Garos's heart.
He had a strong premonition in his heart that the two would meet again.
Fey Wilds, Dark Forest deep.
The towering ancient trees blocked the sky, and only sporadic light spots leaked from the gaps between the branches and leaves, illuminating the slowly floating Elf dust and luminous spores in the air. The air was filled with the sweet scent of humus and the fragrance of exotic flowers.
Buzz!
The air suddenly rippled unnaturally somewhere.
Immediately afterwards, a gap seemed to be torn open by invisible hands in the center of the ripples, and a small, colorful figure staggered out and fell onto the thick, soft ground covered with fallen leaves and moss.
"Ahem... Bah! Bah!"
Fairy Dragon Vera lay down on all fours for a while before getting up dizzy, shaking his head vigorously, and spitting out the few leaves and moss debris that he accidentally choked in his mouth.
"My head feels so dizzy... It feels like I was stuffed into a wine barrel and rolled down the hillside..."
"This plane teleportation is really not what the dragon deserves... it's not fun at all..."
She muttered and rubbed her swollen forehead with her little paws.
After she woke up a little, she raised her head and began to look around cautiously.
A dark, humid environment full of rich life and magic comes into view.
Huge mushrooms stand like towers, and tiny doors and windows are vaguely visible on the trunks of ancient trees wrapped with glowing vines. The ethereal calls of unknown creatures and the gurgling sound of streams can be heard in the distance.
Familiar, yet extremely strange.
It has been more than one hundred and thirty years... she finally returned to the land where she was born.
Vera took a deep breath, and the air rich in Pixies breath poured into her lungs, causing the subtle wrinkles on her wing membranes caused by aging to relax, and the gray marks on her scales temporarily faded a little.
"This seems to be... the outer area of the Dark Forest?"
Vera identified the surrounding typical landform vegetation, "I remember this forest, there are many unfriendly bad guys hidden in it."
She shrank her neck subconsciously, but then, a surge of pride surged into her heart.
"But, hum! Things are different now."
"Master Vera, I am now..."
She puffed out her chest and prepared to make a declaration of honoring her return to her hometown.
At this moment.
Hiss... kaka... woo...
An extremely slight, but extremely clear strange sound came from not far behind her without any warning.
The sound sounded like dead branches being slowly trampled, or like some kind of viscous liquid squirming. It was also mixed with whimpering like a suppressed cry of a baby. In the silent forest background sound, it seemed particularly abrupt and made Vera feel creepy.
Vera's scales exploded instantly.
She turned around shivering.
Less than ten meters behind her, under a twisted dark ancient tree, a shadow was squirming and expanding.
In the shadows, a human-like outline gradually emerged.
Slender and twisted limbs, skin as dry as tree bark, and a face with no facial features, only a crack that constantly opens and closes, making a whimpering sound.
Griefwrath Fairy!
Fae, an abominable depravity among Fey Wilds, is a twisted monster spawned by strong sadness, resentment, jealousy and other negative emotions, as well as long-term pollution.
They hate all living, happy, and beautiful things, and feed on the lives and positive emotions of other Fae creatures. They are the nightmare of many weak Faes.
What's even more troublesome is that Griefwrath Fairy has a natural restraint on Fae's life.
Their attacks can often ignore the resistance of many Fae, allowing them to often span several levels, Hunt high-level Fae.
Vera was a little scared and his body became stiff.
Back then, it was a Griefwrath Fairy that attacked her while she was collecting honey on the edge of Dark Forest. The extreme fear inspired her plane talent, causing her to panic and run into a crack leading to Material Plane at the last moment. She stumbled and fell in, and only managed to escape with a small life.
It was that accident that caused her to live in Ser Wilderness, and later met the young Red Iron Dragon.
Unexpectedly, I just came back this time and met Griefwrath Fairy again.
"Ah, my bad luck."
Vera said with a slumped face and mournful expression.
The face without facial features was looking at Vera, and the sobbing cracks opened wider.
Suddenly, Griefwrath Fairy let out a sharper whimper, and kicked the ground with its long and slender limbs. Its withered body was like an arrow leaving the string, and with a disgusting smell of corruption, it rushed straight towards Fairy Dragon who was frozen in place.
Fairy Dragon's fresh life and joyful emotions... that's the delicacy it craves most.
"I'm going to die, I'm going to die, I'm going to die! I'm really going to die here! Is it going to be over as soon as I come back?!"
Vera screamed and closed his eyes tightly, seemingly giving up resistance.
The aura of shadow and death shrouded her, and the evil wind brought by the withered claws had touched her scales.
At this moment.
Vera's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened.
"Hey... I lied to you."
She whispered a name: "Garos."
The next moment, boom!!!
Unspeakable majestic pressure, centered on Vera's small body, erupted brazenly.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then there was an overwhelming explosion.
The dust and spores floating in Dark Forest were swept away by the violent air currents. The huge mushrooms and ancient trees around them creaked and groaned, and the leaves and ferns swayed crazily.
Griefwrath Fairy, which rushed towards it, was blown backwards by the strong wind.
On its face without features, the slit-like mouth stopped whimpering, and some kind of fear replaced the predator's greed, seizing its twisted consciousness.
light.
Hot and violent light burst out from Vera's petite body.
Her body expanded rapidly in the light, then stretched and reshaped.
The rainbow-like scales were replaced by thick, hard, dark red dragon scales with a metallic luster; the small wings turned into giant wing frames that covered the sky and the sun, and the wing membranes shone like lava; the slender neck and torso became extremely strong, and the muscle lines were full of explosive power; the head became angular, with rugged dragon horns piercing the sky, and the snout opened, revealing sharp teeth as sharp as blades.
A Red Iron Dragon, nearly forty meters long, suddenly took the place of Fairy Dragon and stood among Dark Forest.
Its shape is very similar to that of Red Emperor, which is far away from Material Plane! Especially the pair of deep black vertical pupils, burning with the same fiery, majestic, and inviolable will.
Red Emperor Descent Art!
This is exactly Vera's trick.
Year after year of observation and copying have made her well aware of Red Emperor's various states. By using this skill, she can temporarily transform herself into Red Emperor, and even her personality tendencies will become similar.
Griefwrath Fairy let out a howl so sharp that it could tear the eardrums.
It is no longer the cry of a predator, but the instinctive scream of prey when faced with natural enemies.
Its twisted body wanted to retreat, to blend back into the shadows.
But it's too late.
"Insects, let them be wiped out in ashes."
Vera, who transformed into the form of Red Emperor, didn't even bother to take a closer look at the trembling monster.
She just casually raised her huge front paws and then lowered them.
Before the giant claws arrived, the wind pressure had already cracked the ground around Griefwrath Fairy, holding its withered body firmly in place, unable to move.
Then, the claw falls.
Bang!
The earth sunk and collapsed.
Griefwrath Fairy's twisted body instantly turned into a pool of stains mixed with shadow debris and corrupt juice, deeply embedded in the ground.
The monster that once made Vera run for his life and was regarded as a nightmare has now been completely wiped out without even being able to struggle.
The dragon claw lifted up and gently shook the stain.
Red-Iron Dragon lowered his head and glanced at the traces on the ground that were quickly absorbed by the forest soil.
"Roar..."
A low and contented dragon roar rolled out from deep in his throat, causing the surrounding leaves to rustle down.
The light began to surge again.
The huge dragon body shrank rapidly like an ebbing tide.
A few breaths later, Fairy Dragon Vera reappeared.
She looked down at her intact little paws, and then at the huge crater on the ground.
"Hmph, you want to kill me? You ugly guy, go talk to my Red Emperor Descent Art."
Fairy Dragon raised his chin, his face full of pride.
She patted her little paws, as if to dust away the non-existent dust, and then looked around with high spirits.
Dark Forest is still silent, but the unsettling sense of danger has receded with the disappearance of Griefwrath Fairy and her explosion just now.
The confusion and fear on Vera's face disappeared, replaced by a kind of confidence and publicity of "returning to home court".
Phew!
Fairy Dragon turned around and then shot straight into the sky.
"Fey Wilds!!"
"Haha! Your smartest, strongest and cutest Vera is back!!"
Accompanied by the arrogant and domineering declaration, Fairy Dragon flew quickly towards the home location in his memory.
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