The light fell on the surface of the layers of petals. As the breeze blew by, the light jumped between the flower clusters. The entire flower field seemed to be swept up in colorful waves, creating ripples like broken gold.
"The way you smile...
","You look much better than when you have a straight face. It seems that the story of Elf has some truth. No matter how majestic the emperor is, he still needs flowers."
Seroel tilted his head, with a hint of narrowing in his eyes.
Faced with her teasing, Garos remained calm.
He lowered his head and sniffed the purple flower next to him, letting the clear floral fragrance slowly spread in his nose. He did not answer the question, nor did he mean to argue with this Green Dragon.
"Why don't you speak?"
Seroel came closer. "Did I tell you right?"
Garos raised his eyes and said, "I was wondering what else was said in Elf's story."
"Don't worry, you will figure it out later.
As he spoke, Seroel stretched out a front paw and gently poked the hard scales on Red Iron Dragon's chest with the tip of his claw. "You seem to have recovered, and you are as majestic and domineering as ever."
"However, the appearance you had after the mutation was also very unique. Although it lacked the power that a dragon monarch should have, it was full of aggression and offensiveness, and your whole body was full of edge and sharpness."
Green Dragon's claws did not retract.
She poked it a few more times, and the solid muscles under the scales tightened slightly.
"Which one of your two forms do you think is more powerful?"
Red Iron Dragon turned his head and looked at Seroel.
Instead, he thought seriously for a while and muttered, "In a comprehensive comparison, I am better able to adapt to various situations and situations now. Sky-Rending Form is too extreme. It can indeed perform beyond the standard at certain times, but correspondingly, some situations will become more difficult to handle."
There is no doubt that a state in which all attributes are relatively balanced is the most stable.
Garos itself is a dragon of this style.
He always believes that relying too much on one extreme advantage will leave obvious shortcomings, and shortcomings will often become a fatal weakness in a real life-and-death confrontation.
Compared to the explosive power brought about by pursuing mutation.
He prefers to develop steadily and consolidate his foundation step by step.
As for mutation, he mainly used it as an alternative way to exercise and to find new possibilities for the future Adaptive Evolution. He had never thought of relying solely on mutation to make himself stronger.
After hearing Garos's answer, Seroel nodded in agreement.
"It makes sense, you are perfect just the way you are."
At this point, she changed the topic, with a hint of expectation in her tone. "However, it would definitely be better if you could freely control the transformation back to the previous form. Can you still change back?"
The authorities are confused, but the bystanders are clear.
Maybe Garos didn't notice it himself, but Seroel felt it very clearly.
Red Iron Dragon, who was Sky-Rending Form before, not only became more sharp in appearance, but also had some subtle changes in his personality. His emotions became more intense, and his words and actions showed a kind of vigor that he usually restrained.
Otherwise, he would not directly provoke the other party in front of Demigod Saint Realm.
Doing that will not do you any real good except to satisfy your cravings, and will only add unnecessary risks.
Under normal circumstances, he would most likely not do such a thing.
For the people around Garos, this change brings more of a sense of novelty, like seeing a familiar object suddenly flipped over, revealing another side that is usually invisible.
Red Iron Dragon's eyes flickered, as if he had seen through Seroel's thoughts.
He said unhurriedly, "I can't do it now, but I still have a small part of Sky-Rending Form's characteristics. I may have the opportunity to do it in the future."
Hearing this, the corners of Green Dragon's mouth turned up, revealing a pleasant smile.
She said with a smile, "Since you said so, I believe you will be able to do it in the future."
Seroel hopes that Garos can have more mutated forms.
To be more precise, it is the different character aspects presented in different mutated forms.
Sharp as a blade, cold as ice, passionate as fire - each has a unique charm and is worth appreciating.
As she thought about it, she unconsciously narrowed her eyes and hummed a few times in her nose, as if she had seen what Red Iron Dragon looked like in different mutated postures.
Just like you are used to eating exquisite dishes, occasionally you want to try something spicy and exciting.
You don't need to eat it every day, just one bite is enough.
"What are you thinking about?"
"The smile is a little twisted."
Red Iron Dragon's voice pulled her back.
"Nothing, nothing."
Green Dragon quickly wiped away the saliva that was almost dripping and blinked innocently.
"I was just thinking--your Sky-Rending Form looks really good-looking, with sharp edges all over your body and wings that have changed shape, like a forged magic weapon."
"You always have a high opinion of my appearance." Garos said.
"That's because you are really good-looking."
Seroel said of course, "I never hesitate to praise good-looking things..
", after saying that, she stepped closer to Garos and entangled herself beside him.
The weight of the two giant dragons pressed down, and the surrounding flowers made a fine smashing sound. The stems and leaves were crushed, the petals were crushed into the moist soil, and the fragrant fragrance became more intense.
Seroel was lying on his side among the flowers, his slender neck slightly bent, and his head resting on his overlapping front paws.
Her tail moved lazily around her side, sweeping over a cluster of purple flowers.
Red Iron Dragon was entrenched on her right side, its wings folded on her back, pressing the surrounding flowers tightly.
His posture was as casual as Green Dragon, with his head slightly raised and his eyes half-closed, as if he was enjoying the warmth of the sun shining on his scales.
The two giant dragons were entrenched in the sea of flowers, overwhelmed by countless flowers.
Seroel looked at the cluster of white-petaled flowers with golden stamens crushed by the tip of Red Iron Dragon's tail, and opened his mouth lazily.
"Atlant is very busy recently."
"I heard that Lord of Thunder of Helmode Dragon Brood became Destiny Storm Dragon, as the apostle of Chromatic Queen."
Garos's eyes moved slightly. "You are quite well informed."
"Although Greenwild Kingdom lives in a corner, and the territory in Orotara is far less vast than yours, I have my own channels."
Seroel's expression became serious and he said, "Storm Dragon, Destiny Rank, and the apostle of Deity - you should know the weight of this identity better than I do."
"You are all at Atlant, is there any danger?"
Red Iron Dragon looked at the flowers all over the mountains and fields and shook his head slightly.
"No at the moment, Lord of Thunder and I are not directly facing each other."
He said with a steady voice, "By supporting the Western Atlan countries, I temporarily trapped his minions on the western front."
"Storm Dragon showed no signs of taking action himself."
"There is a battle line between him and me, and there will be no head-on collision in the short term."
"For now?"
Seroel caught the word.
"For the time being." Garos confirmed, "The mission of the apostle is to spread the glory of Deity. Sooner or later, he will end in person. It is only a matter of time."
Seroel stared at the side of Red Iron Dragon for a while.
"Trapping the minions is not the same as trapping the master." She said seriously, "As you said, since the apostle has been born, he will inevitably fight to spread the glory of Deity. This is the meaning of his existence."
"Destiny Storm Dragon----"
"Even if it is not as good as those ancient Dragon King, it is certainly better than many ordinary Destiny Dragon."
She thought for a while and said, "Perhaps, he is even better than Deep Frost Tyrant."
Hearing this name, Garos's head turned slightly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
"Deep Frost Tyrant, Claude----I have heard of this name."
He recalled, and then said, "But I remember that this Deep Frost Tyrant seems to be just Crown Rank? And I don't know whether he is alive or dead."
Deep Frost Tyrant, Swire Ferrous Dragon who was active in Orotara.
He is a Chromium Dragon.
This kind of dragon usually belongs to the lawful evil camp and looks somewhat similar to Silver Dragon. It often pretends to be Silver Dragon to make prey unfamiliar with Dragonkin relax its vigilance. It likes to play with its opponents like a cat and mouse. It is cruel and ruthless and will cause pain to the enemy as much as possible instead of killing them directly.
In addition, Chromium Dragon is the cold type Ferrous Dragon.
They are often compared to White Dragon and Silver Dragon.
Most of the time, Chromium Dragon can easily suppress White Dragon, but when encountering Silver Dragon, you need to be prepared. Silver Dragon is generally stronger than Chromium Dragon.
At this time, Seroel let out a low dragon roar and smiled.
"How many years ago is that old file of yours?"
"Deep Frost Tyrant Claude, Ancient Chromium Dragon, it was the top Crown Rank hundreds of years ago."
"He does not have a fixed territory, and appears in various places in the Orotara Continent. Every time he appears, he will bring countless deaths. Later, he was targeted by Nausir, and he was severely injured in an encirclement and suppression campaign."
Having said this, Green Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly and his pupils shrank into a thin line.
She speculated. "I estimate that this experience of being infinitely close to death gave him the opportunity to go further."
"He has disappeared for many years, but in the past few years there have been signs of activity again, like a dragon that has just woken up after a long slumber, and is reacquainting itself with the current situation on the mainland, and--"
She paused and said firmly, "I can conclude that Deep Frost Tyrant has broken through to Destiny Rank."
Garos thoughtfully considered the name again in his mind.
"Destiny Rank----"
He whispered, "Ferrous Dragon has reached this level. He is the only one in the entire Bernardo."
Garos itself also has Iron Dragon Bloodline, so we know the situation of Ferrous Dragon very well.
In the eyes of many Dragonkin, Ferrous Dragon is Evil Dragon which is more dangerous than Chromatic Dragon.
Because they once belonged to Metal Dragon, they naturally hate Chromatic Dragon, are unwilling to associate with Chromatic Dragon, and are full of hostility towards Chromatic Dragon; and because they were removed from Metal Dragon, they also hate Metal Dragon in their hearts.
In short, Ferrous Dragon is full of "mad dogs", and everyone wants to take a bite.
The key is that Ferrous Dragon is not protected by Deity, and at the same time it is rejected by other Dragonkin. This results in the number of Ferrous Dragon becoming smaller and smaller, and now it has not reached the scale of Primary-Class Dragon.
Iron Dragon around Garos is relatively normal due to his influence.
But this does not represent other Ferrous Dragon Clan.
For example, Deep Frost Tyrant is a complete crazy dragon.
The "crazy" here is not an adjective. There are indeed serious problems with his mental state.
Garos said, "If the information I have seen is correct, this guy suffers from Infinite Gluttony Psychosis, is mentally unstable, and has a very dangerous personality."
Seroel nodded and gently touched his front paw with his chin.
"Yes, he even regards Dragonkin's kindred as the most delicious food."
Her expression became serious, "As far as I know, Deep Frost Tyrant was imprisoned by a Elf Spellcaster when he was a child and used as an experimental subject for research. During that period, he suffered from binge-eating psychosis due to the experience of extreme hunger."
"He also hates Elf extremely because of this."
"This time Cantum and Nausir go to war, he will probably not miss this opportunity to attack Nausir Empire."
"Orc people dare to infect even Frenzied Flame, and they certainly won't mind cooperating with a dragon with mental problems, so I think he is likely to be in the Cantum camp, as a crazy knife thrown at Nausir.
The wind blew across the sea of flowers, causing a rustling sound.
Then, Red Iron Dragon let out a deep laugh, causing the surrounding petals to fall, like a small-scale falling rain0
"You mean, it's very likely that I will face off against this Deep Frost Tyrant?"
"I'm looking forward to this."
He suppressed his smile, slowly tightened the tip of his tail, and crushed a section of the flower stem between the scales.
"There is also a gap between Destiny Rank. I haven't played against the real Destiny Dragon yet."
"The racial value of Giant King that I killed before is not weaker than that of Dragonkin, and indeed it is not weak. But after all, he is only Crown Rank, not Destiny Rank. I really want to know how big the gap is between me and the real Destiny Dragon."
"Many intelligent beings already treat me as Destiny Dragon."
"However, only by actually fighting can you know where you stand. Others' opinions are always just opinions, not facts."
Seroel looked at Red Iron Dragon in front of him and shook his head.
"How can any normal intelligent creature want to deal with a mentally ill person?"
She said angrily, "You are still expecting me. Sometimes I really don't understand your thoughts."
Red Iron Dragon looked as normal and said, "Part of his strength may be caused by mental illness, but this will not give him more advantages in battle. It is just a crazy personality."
"The difference between a madman and a normal person is the way of behavior, not the power itself."
"Power is power, how to use it is another matter."
"But the behavior of a madman is more difficult to predict." Seroel said, "You don't know what he will do next, because he may not even know it."
"He might suddenly do something completely unreasonable."
"For example, exchanging wounds with you regardless of one's own safety, or giving up an obvious advantage to attack an insignificant target.
This uncertainty is a danger in itself."
"Then it's more worth fighting."
Garos said, "You can gain more by fighting unpredictable opponents."
"If every battle is expected, the rate of growth in strength will slow down."
"Moreover, fighting against a Destiny Dragon allows me to know my position clearly. The value of this information is far greater than the risk of the battle itself."
Seroel looked at him and was speechless for a moment.
"Why do you feel like you have some mental problems?"
"Don't get me wrong, I'm not scolding you, it's just my true feelings."
She sighed and said, "No matter what you think, at least remember what happened with Deep Frost Tyrant and don't let him appear from an unexpected direction."
"I remember."
Red Iron Dragon nodded the huge head.
He immediately changed the topic and said, "After Giant King died, how did you handle his territory and Giant under his command?
The corners of Seroel's mouth were slightly raised, revealing a row of fine and smooth teeth.
"It's almost done."
she said.
"Giant Royal Court lost its only co-owner after his death."
"Although those Giant are brave, most of them are not very smart. Without the king over them, they will soon become a mess."
"Through my dreams, I planted the seeds of suspicion in the hearts of those Giant leaders who are qualified to succeed."
"Some dreamed of brothers raising swords against each other, some dreamed of subordinates conspiring to betray each other, and some dreamed of their heads being hung on Royal Court's city gates. The images in the dreams were still clear and real after waking up, as if they had really happened. Within a year, those Giants who were dissatisfied with each other began to attack each other."
"Royal Court split into seven or eight tribes, each occupying a territory, accusing each other of rebellion, and claiming that they are the legal successors of Giant King."
She raised her chin and spoke calmly.
"And I intervene in the name of mediator."
"So far, I have occupied about one-third of Giant Royal Court's land. If I didn't need to give Nausir face, I would have wiped them out.
, "But having said that, Nausir may not really care about the life and death of these Giant. They just need to get along for the sake of face, so I plan to wait for a while before continuing to move forward."
"This way the food looks better and saves effort."
The reason why dragons and Giant are regarded as rival races is not only that they are giant immortal species with super high racial values, but also because they both like to fight within themselves, ranging from the Material Plane race to the Deity race.
For example.
Dragon Pantheon is mainly Platinum Dragon God and Immortal Dragon Queen who fight fiercely. The other Dragon God are either neutral or in one of the two camps.
And Giant Pantheon's internal fighting is even more exaggerated.
Dragon Pantheon is divided into two camps anyway. Giant In addition to the struggle between good and evil gods, there are also many grievances and personal enmities between good gods and good gods, evil gods and evil gods, and the relationship between them is a mess.
It is said that the main god Giant is known as Father of All Things and Creator.
It was because I felt deeply disappointed with Giant Pantheon, which I created with my own hands, that I chose to disappear from the world.
As for the main god Dragon Race who is as famous as Father of All Things.
Nine-Faced Dragon God, World-Shaping Dragon... This powerful existence fell early. Platinum Dragon God and Immortal Dragon Queen are the transformations of his residual body, with both good and evil sides.
Another existence with the same name as Father of All Things and World-Shaping Dragon.
Great Ring, Cosmic Serpent.
It split due to the contradictions and oppositions within itself, and its whereabouts are now unknown.
Deity is everywhere in the sky.
However, the top existences of the past have all disappeared. If these three still exist, the appearance of these countless world planes may be completely different from now.
At the same time, Garos nodded slightly after listening to Green Dragon's words.
"Well done."
He praised, "Seroel, although your talent is not good at frontal combat, overall it is very top-notch."
"Being able to subtly disintegrate a huge Royal Court is something that cannot be accomplished by strength alone."
"If it were me, I might just attack Giant directly. Although I could win, the losses would be much greater, and the subsequent management would be troublesome."
Seroel blinked slightly.
"You made me a little embarrassed by your praise."
Even so, there was no trace of embarrassment in her tone, but rather a little bit of pride after being praised.
"But----Giant King was killed by you. According to the most basic distribution principle, you have a share in it."
"I have designated an area that can be used as an enclave for the Aura Kingdom."
"The area is not too big, but the location is good. Mineral veins and forest resources are rich. You can ask your heirs to take over, or send other subordinates to run it. I can provide some initial support, such as food and labor, and then return it to your people when it stabilizes."
Garos did not refuse.
There is rarely the word politeness in the dragon's dictionary. It is something that one deserves, and pushing it back and forth would seem hypocritical.
"Okay."
"I will send a few more descendants here later, but before that, I would like to trouble you to take care of this territory."
he said.
Atlant is relatively peaceful now, and the situation does not require him to keep an eye on it for the time being.
Galkro has often clamored to come to Orotara to expand territory for Aura, and now is the time to give him this opportunity.
"No problem."
Seroel agreed very simply.
Then, as if she thought of something, she became quiet.
She looked at Red Iron Dragon, the relaxation and narrowness in her eyes slowly faded away, replaced by a more direct emotion.
"Garos."
"I envy you for having trustworthy offspring, do you understand what I mean? I have said it from the beginning, I hope you can give me some offspring."
After she said this, she looked straight at Red Iron Dragon, with the shadows of flowers all over the mountains and fields reflected in her eyes.
Red Iron Dragon turned around and met Seroel's eyes.
"Then as you wish."
he said.
The sea of flowers swayed in the wind, and countless petals were lifted and fell by the wind. The silhouettes of the two giant dragons were stretched by the sunlight, overlapping each other, and overwhelming the countless blooming flowers.