A canary is standing on a slender branch, tilting its head to comb its feathers, turning its eyes from time to time, looking at the gem-like lake ahead.
suddenly.
A circle of ripples appeared on the calm, mirror-like surface of the lake, and the ripples turned into waves in the blink of an eye, as if something huge was turning over at the bottom of the lake.
Wow!
Water droplets shot into the sky, and Red Iron Dragon's figure was as strong as an arrow. In an instant, it was in the sky. With a single wave of its huge wingspan, it stirred up strong winds, causing the surrounding tree crowns to toss and turn.
"I basically recovered to my peak, and it didn't take long."
Garos clenched his paws and felt the state of his body.
Power flows through the muscles without any blockage, and the previous weakness disappears completely.
He lowered his eyes and looked at the lake where he lived before, thinking, "The recovery effect of this thing is really strong. If I can move it to my Small World, I don't need to be timid when exercising. I can turn on the Shining Form as much as I want."
Shining Form cannot be interrupted once it is started, and it will have a serious negative impact on Garos afterwards.
That kind of overdraft explosion will leave fine cracks everywhere in the body, from the gaps between the scales to the depths of the bones, everywhere. Although this is also a form of exercise, and each repair can stimulate the body to become stronger, Garos must consider the risks involved and cannot act recklessly.
The higher you stand, the more coveted and targeted you will be.
If you are attacked by a strong enemy when you are weak, there is a risk of capsizing in the gutter.
Garos also noticed that the color of the lake was much lighter, which should be related to his own absorption.
But at the same time, he observed that the color of the lake was slowly recovering, starting from the edge and getting darker little by little, neither too fast nor too slow.
It cannot be used indefinitely in a short period of time.
Even so, being able to have an effect on a giant dragon of Garos's level still belongs to the category of the Holy Land of Rare Objects. Considering his current physical strength, ordinary healing methods cannot even penetrate his scales, let alone repair deep-seated damage.
"Silver Dragon King is as easy to talk to as the rumors say. Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm is a place I can come to often in the future."
Garos thought, "Exchange feelings with Metal Dragon, and also learn more secrets from Silver Dragon King."
He covets the holy land here.
The main reason why he didn't come to the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm before was that he was not proficient enough in the application of Spell-Annihilating Claw.
At that time, he had to travel a long distance to come to this sea area, and he had to go into the sea and pass through the Raging Tide Dragon Realm's territory. But now there is no such problem.
"Wait a minute, my mutated form seems to have changed back a little?"
Garos Look carefully at your body.
The structure of the dragon scales was changing, from the sharp and thin state before, to gradually returning to the strong and thick texture he was familiar with. The spines and dragon tail also underwent similar changes.
"The form that I gradually developed through Adaptive Evolution over a long period of time is the most perfectly balanced."
"If this Mutant Body is not taken care of, it will be quickly adapted and corrected, and will return to its previous balanced state.
He felt the changes in his body and thought in his mind.
For other organisms, it is difficult to return to the original state after a mutation, but for Garos, the mutation is like an allergic reaction. It is severe but cannot last forever. It will be corrected by his body's adaptation and return to a perfectly balanced state.
As a result, a problem arises.
"Ignite Frenzied Flame, consume my accumulated Mutation Value, and maintain Sky-Rending Form? Or should I let my body gradually correct and recover, and then choose whether to mutate again?"
Garos thought about it and preferred the latter.
"Well, the next mutated form might be better."
It's like rolling a dice with no upper limit.
Garos is definitely going for a higher number.
Every mutation is an opportunity to test the boundaries of Chaos Power and see what kind of result it can throw next time.
The Sky-Rending Form produced by this first mutation was not bad, but its strength was not a qualitative change, which did not satisfy him.
"The most important thing is that more mutations will allow me to adapt to the mutation itself and obtain a mutated form that is controllable to a certain extent."
He thought so in his heart.
Soon after, Red Iron Dragon waved its wings.
In an instant, his figure disappeared from the spot, and a booming sonic boom sounded shortly afterwards. The shock wave spread in all directions, making a depression in the lake surface, and it took several seconds to regain calm.
Between the imperceptible branches, the golden bird withdrew its gaze and continued to comb its feathers.
The other side.
Some hilly location.
Gabriel is surrounded by seven or eight heads of Metal Dragon.
These dragons include Young Dragon and Adult Dragon, ranging in age from dozens to more than a hundred years old, and they are all the more active ones among the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm.
They usually have a good relationship with Gabriel.
Gabriel is a leader among the younger generation. He won the championship in the past two years and loves to be in the limelight. Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm has a great reputation.
If you are Evil Dragon, you will stay away from dragons like Gabriel and try not to come into contact with them.
Metal Dragon people will move closer to it subconsciously.
Many times, these dragons gather together and listen to Gabriel telling his own stories, such as where he got rid of the sea monster that caused trouble and saved the lost fleet.
The atmosphere today is different.
The topic of discussion is not Gabriel, but his father.
The news of Red Emperor's arrival spread like wildfire throughout the Dragon Realm, with almost every dragon talking about it. As the descendant of Red Emperor, Gabriel naturally became the most authoritative source of internal information.
Curiosity and gossip about big shots apply to almost all intelligent races.
"Gabriel, is your father really just Crown Rank?"
One Brass Dragon asked, "How did I hear that he knocked down Kantum Empire's Orc Demigod?"
"I heard that too."
A young man next to him, Silver Dragon, interjected, spreading his wings slightly, looking a little excited. "The winner can be determined by just one face-to-face meeting. That Orc Demigod doesn't even have a chance to fight back, so he can only be incompetent Rage."
Gabriel squatted on a flat rock, its tail swaying leisurely from side to side, and its golden scales sparkled in the sun.
He enjoyed the feeling of being surrounded, raised his chin slightly, and answered the question in a reserved tone, "I don't know the specific level of my father. As for Demigod being beaten down——"
He showed a meaningful smile and lowered his voice.
"Everyone who understands understands. I can't say much because the level involved is too high."
"What do you mean?" Copper Dragon asked eagerly, "Did you win or lose?"
Gabriel said lightly, "It's hard to say. It depends on what you think. You also know that fighting at that level is not something we can understand. The concept of winning or losing at that level may be completely different from what we think."
The surrounding dragons looked at each other, reached some kind of tacit understanding, and then let out bursts of exclamations.
"As expected of Red Emperor Pale Star."
A young man Silver Dragon sighed, his eyes shining with admiration. "If even Demigod can defeat it, wouldn't that----
Isn't it beyond the scope of the Legendary Realm? Even more powerful than Dragon King?"
"Don't make blind guesses."
Gabriel waved his paws with a serious expression. "I didn't say anything."
"If you spread it everywhere and something goes wrong, don't blame me."
"Don't worry, don't worry," Brass Dragon nodded repeatedly, "We are very strict. But----Gabriel, you have won the championship just like your father. Maybe you can catch up with your father one day."
Hearing these words, Gabriel's tail waggled even more happily.
But he was still modest. "My father is unique, how can I compare to him?"
"His achievements----"
He paused and said in a more serious tone, "That was built up through countless battles and training. Although I have won a championship now, I am still far behind him."
As we talked, the topic gradually began to change.
"I heard——" The other end Brass Dragon suddenly came closer, winked, and his tone became warm and ambiguous, "There are a lot of females around your father?"
Gabriel turned around and frowned slightly. "What do you mean?"
"That's what I mean." Brass Dragon lowered his voice and said almost breathlessly, "Red Emperor is one of the most powerful rulers of Bernardo. There must be no shortage of excellent females around him, right?"
"I mean, of all races."
"Humans, Elf, Dragon Race----are there all of them? Think about it, with such a large territory and so many vassal races, many of them will take the initiative to come over."
As soon as this question came out, the young dragons around them immediately became energetic.
Several dragons that had been lying down straightened up, and those flying in the air also descended. The light in their eyes changed from respect to curiosity, and even the two dragons who had not spoken much moved forward.
The dragon's desire generally starts in youth.
Although it is not as strong as Mature Dragon, it is still enough to make them interested in related things. This is an instinct brought by blood and is unavoidable.
"Yes, yes," one Silver Dragon echoed, "For a dragon like your father, I heard that the desire will be extremely strong, and there must be a lot of females around."
"Gabriel, how many have you seen? What do they look like? Are they all beautiful?"
"I heard that although human females are fragile, they have many ideas," Bronze Dragon, the other end, added in a lowered voice, "Elf has a long lifespan, can accompany you for a long time, and has very delicate feelings----"
"Where is Dragon Race?"
Silver Dragon asked, "Is it the same race or another dragon species? Red dragon? Gold Dragon?"
Gabriel's eyes twitched. "Why are you interested in these?"
"Just curious."
Brass Dragon said matter-of-factly, "Who doesn't want to know? Besides--it's not a bad thing to know the experience of the seniors in advance."
"That's right," the other dragons nodded, "This is called learning! We are preparing for the future!"
Gabriel tried to bring the topic back. "Don't you ask about my father's record? He has defeated many powerful enemies who were the overlords of one party. Those stories are much more exciting."
"There will be plenty of opportunities to ask in the future."
Brass Dragon waved his paws with a disapproving look on his face, "This kind of news is not something you can find out all the time. Tell me quickly, what races are there in your father's harem?"
"Is there any Elf? I heard that the Elf female is the most in line with our dragon's aesthetics, with pointed ears and white skin."
Gabriel shook his head, a little helpless. "Can you be more serious?"
"We are serious."
One Copper Dragon said seriously, with a serious expression as if he was discussing some important issue, "This is related to the issue of bloodline inheritance, which is a big deal, a very serious matter."
Gabriel sighed helplessly.
But to be honest, he himself quite enjoyed the feeling of being noticed.
He thought for a while and said, "You are wrong. Although my father has more than one partner, compared to kings at the same level as him, they are not much, or even very few."
"Oh----"
Brass Dragon prolonged his tone, his eyes filled with disbelief, "Really? We don't believe it."
"Stop it."
Gabriel was a little dissatisfied, "That's the fact."
"How do you think my father achieved those achievements? It was all through sweat and hard work! He was more focused on his own strength and didn't care about other things. Strength will not grow from the land of gentleness."
"And I will be like him! Focused and undistracted!"
He spoke seriously and straightened his tail.
"Yes, you are too focused," Adult Dragon couldn't help but smile, "Focused on chatting with us here."
"Also focused on discussing your father's private life with us."
Another dragon added.
The companions around him exposed it mercilessly and burst into laughter.
Gabriel said calmly, "Isn't this just to satisfy your curiosity? I am determined to be Dragon King. How to make the people of the Dragon Realm happy and satisfied is also an important learning course for me."
"Only by understanding the needs of the people can you be a good ruler."
"This is called——this is called being close to the people!"
"Well said!" Brass Dragon said reluctantly, "Then when will you satisfy our other curiosities? For example, how many are there? What races are they?"
Gabriel glared at him. "Enough is enough."
The dragons around them laughed, and the air was filled with joy. The sun was just right and the wind was gentle. This kind of gathering was the most relaxing moment for them.
At this moment, Bronze Dragon, who had not spoken much before, suddenly spoke.
"Wait, I have a question."
"I heard a saying a long time ago, but I never knew whether it was true or not. It is said that--Red Emperor is the illegitimate son of Gold Dragon King?"
As soon as these words came out, all the dragons' attention was attracted.
The group of dragons that were laughing just now quieted down, all staring at Bronze Dragon.
"What?" Gabriel was also stunned, "Where did you hear that?"
Bronze Dragon recalled, "It doesn't matter where I heard it from. Anyway, it has been passed down for a long time. Maybe I heard it from an elder when I was a child.
"Think about it, when your father killed a Legendary Realm dragon, it caused quite a stir."
"At that time, the entire Dragon Race was discussing this matter. Many Purification Faction dragons said they wanted an explanation. Finally, Gold Dragon King personally issued an order, directly endorsing your father and not allowing any further investigation into this matter."
"Gold Dragon King always doesn't care about such other things, so why did he issue an order just for your father?"
"There must be something behind this."
"Wait a minute," Gabriel shook his head and said, "My father is Red-Iron Hybrid. Don't talk nonsense. There is a huge difference between Red Iron Dragon and Gold Dragon."
"Bloodline is something you can't tell from the outside."
Brass Dragon interjected, his eyes shining. "Think about it, the order established by Red Emperor after the founding of the country is very similar to Metal Dragon's style! He pays attention to rules, establishes systems, and even guards the entire continent - whoever says he is Evil Dragon, I am the first to disagree."
"Those Evil Dragon will only destroy and plunder, and won't bother to build anything."
"This kind of behavior must be Metal Dragon at heart!"
Gabriel opened his mouth and wanted to refute, but he swallowed the words when he reached his lips.
He thought of his father whom he had just seen on the coastline.
"Actually," he said hesitantly, his voice a little lower, "When father came, I noticed a detail."
"His dragon scales were golden at first, shining brightly, countless times brighter than my scales. It was like the sun was compressed into the scales. But it soon faded."
"I'll just say it!"
Brass Dragon jumped up excitedly and almost knocked over his companion next to him.
"Golden scales! A sign of Gold Dragon Bloodline's awakening!"
"Whether it is related to Dragon King or not, Red Emperor must also have Gold Dragon Bloodline, who is a member of our Metal Dragon!"
The other dragon shouted excitedly.
"No wonder he can establish order, it turns out he is Metal Dragon at heart!"
"Red Emperor has a noble heart like gold! His strength represents the strength of our Metal Dragon! Yes! What Red Iron Dragon, that's just the appearance! The inside must be gold!"
The dragons were boiling.
The more they discussed, the more excited they became, and they turned out Garos's deeds over the years one by one to prove it.
Every time something is mentioned, there are dragons rushing to interpret it as the noble character of Metal Dragon.
"When we see Red Emperor, we will ask him together. He must know if he has Gold Dragon's blood."
A dragon suggested.
"Okay, I have to ask."
The dragons echoed, their voices rising and falling, as if they had reached a consensus.
Gabriel felt a little weird in his heart after listening to these discussions.
He lowered his head and looked at the golden scales on his body, and a thought suddenly came to his mind.
Does my father really have Gold Dragon Bloodline? If so----that would be even better, at least it means that my father and I will be more similar.
he thought.
Not long after, a figure suddenly passed through the sky.
The shadow was huge, blocking the sunlight above the head, making the light on the gentle slopes of the hills dim for a moment, and the temperature of the air seemed to have dropped a bit.
All Metal Dragon felt something almost at the same time, and then raised their heads.
The huge Red Iron Dragon is descending from the sky.
His wingspan was astonishingly wide, and the shadows he cast covered the entire hill. The young dragons whose eyes swept across the ground showed no expressions, but the natural pressure made all the dragons stop breathing for a beat.
Like birds and beasts scattered in clouds.
The Metal Dragons who were surrounding Gabriel just now almost dispersed.
Some fluttered their wings and flew around, while others didn't even have time to fly, so they just rolled and crawled down the mountain. Their claws plowed several deep marks on the grass. In the blink of an eye, only a few hurried back figures were left, and soon even the back figures disappeared behind the trees.
Only Brass Dragon was left in place, with its wings half-open.
"What are everyone running for?"
Gabriel stood up and looked at the direction in which his companions were fleeing with some dissatisfaction, "Don't you all think that my father has some Gold Dragon intentions, why do you still want to ask him face to face? The discussion was very lively just now, why did he give up when he saw True Dragon?"
He shook his head, knowing that these dragons were still afraid of the majesty and appearance of Red Iron Dragon.
No matter what you say, your body will still respond honestly when faced with it.
Immediately afterwards, his heart suddenly jumped.
Wait, my father couldn't have overheard the discussion just now, right?
Those gossips about partners and speculations about illegitimate children----
Gabriel felt a little guilty for no reason, but then he straightened up his chest.
He didn't do anything wrong.
----Okay, he was indeed discussing his father's personal life, but it was the other dragons who started it, and he just cooperated.
Moreover, regarding Gold Dragon Bloodline, he also described it truthfully and did not make it up.
He just said what he saw, which was emanated by other dragons themselves.
It's not considered a rumor.
He forced himself to calm down and asked, "Father, why are you here suddenly?"
Garos landed and walked slowly up the hills.
"I remember that you wanted to ask for my advice."
He looked at his heir and said in a low voice, with no emotion or anger in his eyes, as if he hadn't heard a word of the discussion just now.
"Guide?"
Gabriel was relieved. "Ah! Okay! Great, I have been waiting for this opportunity."
He paused, suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Brass Dragon, who was still there.
"I always thought you talked too much, were unreliable, and were less courageous than other dragons."
"Every time Hunt you go out, you shout the loudest, hide the furthest behind, and be the first to shout retreat when in danger." He walked over and patted Brass Dragon seriously on the shoulder, "Now I take back my previous impression, you are much stronger than them."
"At least you didn't run away."
Gabriel sincerely admires me and feels that this companion who is usually inconspicuous has shown rare courage at a critical moment."
,"
Brass Dragon was silent, the corners of his mouth twitched, and the expression on his face was somewhere between crying and laughing.
"Why don't you speak?" Gabriel asked strangely, turning her head to look at his face.
"Aren't you usually very talkative?"
Brass Dragon took a deep breath and finally found his voice. "I----my legs are weak and I didn't have time to run."
"What?"
"Nothing!" Brass Dragon shook his head violently, and his wings finally fully opened, "That----Garos Your Majesty, Gabriel, I suddenly remembered that I have something else to do, so I'm leaving first! My lair is on fire! Goodbye!"
He almost ejected and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.