Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws Hitherfell used Teleportation and left directly from the Aura Kingdom's territory. At the same time, Garos raised his sharp claws and violently tore into the space in front of him.
A deep gap opened in the space.
He stepped in, and the crack immediately closed. The next moment, he had returned to Red Emperor Royal City and returned to the Dragon Court position where Star-Self Clone was originally.
The blue sky is clear and the white clouds are as white as catkins.
The sun poured down from high in the sky, illuminating the entire high platform brightly.
Iron Dragon is pacing here, not fast, looking up from time to time and looking around, waiting slightly anxiously.
Seeing Garos's figure appear on the high platform, and it didn't look like he had been through a battle, Gordon's eyes suddenly lit up and he stepped towards him.
"Already done?"
He walked quickly to Garos and asked, "White Calamity won't suddenly come back, right?"
Garos said, "Well, she came here mainly to meet me and prove something. Now that we have communicated, if there is no accident, she will most likely not become our enemy.
"Prove something?"
Iron Dragon was startled for a moment and asked curiously, "What do you prove?"
Garos shook his head and said nothing more.
Iron Dragon didn't ask any further questions. He took a long breath and said in a much more relaxed tone, "No matter what else, it would be nice to be sure that White Calamity is not our enemy, so that I don't have to worry."
As he spoke, there was still a trace of lingering fear on his face.
Garos looked at Iron Dragon and asked, "Gordon, you seem to be very afraid of this Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws, but I don't remember that you have had any contact with her. Does she scare you just because you heard about her legendary deeds?"
Hearing this, Iron Dragon blinked his eyes.
"Of course I'm afraid."
Without any hesitation, he said, "You, Sorog, Samantha... when you were sleeping, it happened that White Calamity was wreaking havoc most frequently on Coldwater Ocean At that time, and the two places are bordering each other, Coldwater Ocean is just north of the Aura Kingdom. I am always worried that she will keep an eye on us and fly over from Coldwater Ocean on a whim one day to cause damage on our territory."
At this point, his voice paused.
Immediately afterwards, Iron Dragon said confidently, "The most important thing is that she is a Spell-Eater Dragon."
"Even the most arrogant dragon doesn't want to face these Dragon Mental Illness. Who knows what's going on in its mind? If I'm in a good mood today, I might have a few words with you. If I'm in a bad mood tomorrow, I might turn you into the material for a magic experiment."
"Also, she is a Destiny Rank level psychopath."
"This is not just a troublesome problem, it is a fatal problem."
I have to say, what Gordon said makes some sense.
In many groups of intelligent creatures, normal individuals always shy away from fellow humans with mental problems.
Because it is impossible to use common sense to guess the other party's behavior and to predict what the other party will do next. This uncertainty itself is enough to make people feel uneasy.
And when this mentally ill individual still possesses crushing power, uneasiness will turn into real fear.
"However, this Hitherfell may not be the real Magic Addiction."
Garos said.
Iron Dragon was stunned for a moment, tilted her head and looked at him. "What do you mean?"
"What are the characteristics of Spell-Eater Dragon?"
Garos asked rhetorically.
"The scales on his body are covered with magic runes. He regards magic as everything. He will do anything to study magic at any cost."
Iron Dragon replied without thinking.
"Yes, the scales on his body are engraved with magic runes, which are regarded as the iconic symbol of Spell-Eater Dragon."
"However, this does not represent everything."
"It's just because, except for Spell-Eater Dragon, few dragons can endure the pain of both mind and body when transforming themselves. Those runes look like they are on the scales, but they are actually completely integrated with the dragon itself, not just superficial."
"You may be able to bear the pain of carving one or two runes, but the pain is not something a normal dragon can endure."
Iron Dragon nodded in agreement.
Garos thought for a while and said, "During the conversation with Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws, I didn't feel that her pursuit of magic reached the level of Magic Addiction."
"She pursues magic because magic can help her achieve a certain goal, not because she is obsessed with magic itself."
"Then why does she have runes carved all over her scales?" Iron Dragon asked puzzledly.
Garos: "It was probably formed by another obsession, strong enough for her to endure the pain of rune transformation."
Iron Dragon fell silent, seeming to be digesting this information.
At this time, Garos looked thoughtful and suddenly said, "Gordon, I ask you a question, and you answer it truthfully."
Iron Dragon nodded and asked in confusion, "What's the problem?"
Garos's eyes fell on Iron Dragon and asked, "There is a dragon who is born with a lack of security, and after becoming stronger, this insecurity does not dissipate. Instead, it grows stronger with its strength, so that it desperately pursues strength, just to obtain the ultimate peace of mind.
,"Do you think this kind of dragon is similar to Spell-Eater Dragon?"
Iron Dragon replied without any hesitation, "Similar? In essence, they are exactly the same. They all have mental problems."
He paused and then added, "Think about it, if a normal dragon becomes stronger, it should feel more at ease."
"You are strong enough and other creatures don't dare to mess with you. Why are you uneasy? If you become more uneasy as you become stronger, it means there is something wrong with this dragon from the beginning. Isn't this a mental problem?"
Garos was silent for a moment.
White Calamity is not mentally ill, but I am?
Oh, no wonder I always feel that I am in good spirits. Since I got mentally ill, I have become more energetic.
He made a joke to himself in his mind, and then calmed down his thoughts.
"Gordon doesn't know the specific situation, and there are some things that he can't explain clearly, so the judgment is wrong."
Garos thought to himself, "Anyway, I'm in good spirits and there's nothing wrong with me."
No one is perfect, not even dragons.
He accepts his character flaws, and besides, they can't really be said to be flaws in him.
His insecurity drove him to continuously become stronger and evolve, which brought him step by step to where he is today. Without this insecurity, he might have been satisfied with a certain stage and grown slowly.
From this perspective, this is not a flaw, but a motivation.
"Gordon, you informed me promptly."
Garos changed the topic and said to Iron Dragon, "Keep it and call me again when you encounter similar things."
Gordon nodded and said, "I will only bother you when it comes to Destiny Rank. The kingdom can basically handle the rest."
Today's Aura is already a behemoth.
Not to mention the major empires, there has never been any kingdom with a territory comparable to the current Aura. With Crown-Rank Legendary-level power, Aura Kingdom already has many subordinates.
"Well, I'll leave this to you." Garos said.
Then he walked to the center of the high platform, sat down in the sun, and closed his eyes.
The scales glowed with a dark red luster under the sunlight. As his breathing rose and fell slightly, his body gradually relaxed and his breath became steady, as if he had entered some kind of deep sleep.
At the same time.
When Star-Self Dragon closed his eyes and entered the standby state, Red Iron Dragon, who was entrenched in Barren Small World, opened his eyes.
He moved his neck, making a few crisp joint noises, and then began to sort out the information he had just received from the exchange with Hitherfell.
"Hitherfell has a strong purpose in doing things. He does not do evil as he pleases. He is not a chaotic Dragonkin. It is not difficult to communicate and there is the possibility of forming an alliance."
He thought in his heart.
Immediately, another question emerged from Garos's mind.
"If we start a war with Hitherfell, can I win?"
Garos weighed it carefully, then shook his head slightly.
Hitherfell is level 39 Destiny Rank. She has reached an extremely far place in the Destiny Rank level and is only one step away from the Immortal Realm. Her magical attainments are unfathomable. The runes are not just decorations. Each one contains powerful power and can release devastating spells at any time.
And what about him? Not long after he broke through Crown Rank, his level is only in his early thirties.
He has his own advantages.
But he was not sure whether these advantages could make up for the gap with Hitherfell.
"Hitherfell should be level 39 Destiny Rank, which is the same as Gold Dragon King. The next step is Immortal Realm."
He said to himself, "Compared with this kind of Destiny Dragon who have been famous for a long time, I am still a little behind."
"You may be able to protect yourself, but it is difficult to defeat it. And let alone defeating it, even if you want to be evenly matched with it, you must at least make some breakthrough at the Crown Rank level."
Garos did not lose sight of himself because of his easy victory over Reinhart.
Reinhart is the level 35 human Destiny Rank. He has just broken through and his foundation is not yet solid.
There is also a gap between Destiny Rank and Destiny Rank.
Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws Hitherfell, Gold Dragon King Odhos... Their Destiny Dragon is definitely more than one level better than Reinhart.
However, Garos did not underestimate himself.
After all, he is not even Destiny Rank, and has even just reached the Crown Rank level. In terms of level alone, he is at the bottom among Crown Rank.
But in fact, he is already equivalent to Destiny Dragon.
Dragonkin, who just broke through Destiny Rank, is probably not as strong as him now.
Red Iron Dragon shook his head and collected his thoughts.
He concentrated his gaze and looked again at the meteorite fragments that fell from deep space to Orotara.
It is lying quietly in the corner of Small World. Its surface is covered with a layer of charred molten shell, as if it has been burned by high temperature. There are many fine cracks on the molten shell. From these cracks, the internal material can be vaguely seen.
A dark red substance, like coagulated plasma, was glowing faintly.
Garos stepped closer, stretched out his paw, and touched it directly.
The tip of the claw touches the surface of the meteorite.
For an instant, a dazzling dark red light bloomed from the cracks in the meteorite, as if it came to life.
At the same time, Garos only felt that there was an invisible Frenzied Flame spreading out from the meteorite, highly condensed, and rushing towards his body like a torrent.
It's hard to describe the feeling.
It was like something was burning in his veins, crawling in his bones, and crawling under his scales.
This is an experience that is both painful and pleasurable.
"Oh uh...
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Red Iron Dragon staggered back two steps and let out a thick and suppressed growl.
He arched his back, braced his limbs on the ground, and his muscles were tense, as if he was under some huge pressure. The tips of his claws carved deep ravines on the ground, and gravel and sand flew to both sides.
His eyes had completely turned into blood at this time.
And it's not just the eyes. Blood vessels bulge along the corners of the dragon's eyes, like winding tree roots, crawling out from the corners of the eyes and extending along the cheeks.
They even appeared directly on his facial scales, covering most of his face.
The dark red lines are criss-crossed, making him look coquettish and dangerous.
Bang!
The giant dragon swung its tail irritably, carving deep ravines on the surface.
Click, click, click...
At the same time, his dragon scales expanded, trembling continuously and making dense crisp sounds.
Some scales are mutating and growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the edges are beginning to extend outward, growing new lines and protrusions. The mutated dragon scales collide with other normal scales, making a metallic sound and shooting out red-hot sparks.
Not just scales.
The thorns on Red Iron Dragon's body also began to change.
From the head spine to the tail spine, some of the rows of sharp spines arranged along the back have begun to grow and extend outward at a speed visible to the naked eye, like canine teeth staggered and uneven.
"My body is mutating? Deformed?"
"My Frenzied Flame concentration is now so high that some Mutation Power appears."
Garos gritted his teeth and stayed awake under the attack of pain and pleasure.
Moreover, he did not panic, instead he was happy.
This is the change he has been waiting for.
"Hoo!"
Red Iron Dragon raised his head, closed his eyes, and took deep breaths.
Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out.
Heavy air flowed in and out of his nostrils and mouth. After half an hour, the sound of heavy and thunderous breathing gradually weakened.
He opened his eyes again, and they were still blood red, but the irritability and violence in them were almost invisible, replaced by a cold and calm gaze.
At this time, the appearance of Red Iron Dragon changed a lot.
He lowered his head and looked at his body, observing carefully.
His scales were still layered on top of each other, but the arrangement was no longer neat, and there were some abrupt spots.
Between the chest and abdomen, there are hundreds of dragon scales that are turned outwards, with fine jagged protrusions growing on the edges of the turned scales, like barbs on carnivorous plants.
Some of the scales on the back have changed more drastically, and the original shape is no longer visible at all.
They expanded, twisted, and stacked, forming irregular horny protrusions, like metal that had been melted and then solidified again, with edges as sharp as knives.
The most conspicuous thing is his thorns.
The thorns that originally extended from the head along the back to the tip of the tail are each sharper than the last, with perfect arcs, like a row of carefully polished swords.
Now, they're all jagged.
Some have become thicker, short and blunt, as if they have been broken and grown back; some have become longer, thin and pointed, pointing in different directions, like bone spurs extruded from the body; some of the spines have even bifurcated, split from the tip, divided into two or three strands, and the ends are as sharp as needles.
Garos raised his paw and stroked his dragon face.
His face also became different.
The scales on both sides of the cheekbones thickened and bulged outward, as if wearing a pair of bony visors. The horniness of the mandible increased and thickened, providing an extra layer of protection. Viewed from the side, the entire mandibular outline became rougher and thicker.
The blood vessels at the corners of the eyes are still floating on the scales, dark red, spreading from the corners of the eyes to the ear holes.
Make him look like he is squinting in anger.
"This look.
"The appearance looks more ferocious than before, like Evil Dragon in Evil Dragon."
He frowned slightly.
This is not what he wants.
He doesn't care about appearance, but he doesn't want to become too scary. After all, he has to deal with various intelligent creatures, and an appearance that is too scary will cause unnecessary trouble.
Later, Garos carefully studied his own changes and felt the strength of the mutated dragon scales and thorns.
The raised edges of the mutated dragon scales are extremely sharp.
The mutated thorns became like fangs growing on his body, and were more aggressive than before. The changes in his face armor gave him an extra layer of defense, covering the original bone and jaw areas.
However, this change is not harmonious.
Those proliferating scales, twisted spines, and protruding bone plates... they seemed to have been pieced together at will, without any polishing or carving, so that they formed some weak points that Garos did not have originally.
For example, the gaps between the upturned scales on the chest and abdomen have become larger.
This is easier to penetrate.
"Uncontrollable, uncoordinated, imperfect... this is mutation."
"It is like some wrong evolutionary branches produced on the basis of normal evolution. Different parts evolve independently without considering whether the whole is suitable."
Garos is thoughtful.
All along, the traits he evolved have been very consistent.
When a single organ evolves, it will also involve overall changes, but the changes in other organs are not obvious and there is no fundamental evolution.
For example, when he strengthened his claws.
Bones, muscles, and tendons will adjust accordingly to ensure that the new claws can perform at their maximum effectiveness.
Another example is when he strengthens the respiratory system and stomach, the position of the skin, fascia, and even internal organs will be fine-tuned to adapt to the new structure.
With his overall changes, some of his original inappropriate traits will be gradually optimized away.
But now, the mutation caused by absorbing Frenzied Flame in the meteorite fragments has caused some of Garos's scales and thorns to destroy his overall sense of balance and produce mutations on its own.
This is a jumpy, disorderly change.
It does not follow Garos's own evolutionary style, does not proceed step by step, and does not coordinate with other parts. Instead, it grows and changes on its own without considering the overall suitability.
In contrast, his Adaptive Evolution is actually controllable as long as the method is appropriate.
Garos stared at the dim meteorite fragments.
"It is incomplete. The Frenzied Flame given to me is limited. I am only slightly mutated now."
"What will happen to me if there is a large-scale mutation? Tentacles will grow on my back, a giant mouth with cracked teeth will form on my chest or arm armor, and bone spurs will proliferate all over my body...
"In any case, this is indeed a direction of evolution, but it is a bit too random.
Garos recalled some of Rage Beast's appearance.
Some of the creatures distorted by Mutation Power have extra heads, some have eyes and mouths all over their bodies, and some have completely beyond the normal number of limbs.
Random, uncontrollable...
This means that Mutation Evolution will produce some results that he doesn't like.
Garos is a pragmatist, but he is not very pure in this regard. He does not want to turn himself into a deformed and grotesque monster in order to be strong.
"They all belong to the power of evolution. When it comes to the future shaping of Divine Power, I must try it."
"I have just mastered a little bit of the power of mutation now. As time goes by, I may be able to gradually adapt uncontrollable mutations into controllable ones."
He touched the mutated dragon scales on his chest and abdomen, pondering in his mind.
Immediately afterwards, Garos concentrated on being immersed in the changes of Frenzied Flame, exploring how it could mutate itself again.
The shortcomings of randomness and uncontrollability are obvious, but it also means that if Mutation Evolution occurs too often, it may bring unexpected surprises to Garos and open the door to New World.
PS: This kind of content involving the future path of the protagonist requires constant consideration and repeated revision, and it is not easy to write. In this regard, Mutation Evolution, the focus is on breaking the rules. Book friends who have ideas or suggestions can mention them.