Thick dark clouds hung high in the sky, thunder came one after another, and lightning tore through the clouds from time to time, illuminating the sky and the earth for a moment, and also reflected the majestic Divine Temple standing on the earth.
Lamorien landed in the square in front of the temple.
When his wing membranes folded, they brought up a gust of wind, which picked up the dust in the gaps between the stone bricks in the square, lifted it into the air, and then slowly fell back down, like a gray gauze hanging slowly.
Storm Dragon raised his head and looked up at the Temple spire piercing the clouds.
Over the years, he has been traveling around the west, personally cleaning up the rebels, and has not come to Divine Temple many times.
Most of the time, he ran between wastelands, ruins and mountains, hunting down the resisters hiding in the dark.
Those people are scurrying around like rats and are scattered across the vast land in the west. It is difficult to annihilate them all at once. Each cleanup takes a lot of time. Sometimes it takes several months to track down a remnant.
This time, I had to come.
He was called by the Dragon Queen, and he couldn't resist the call that came from the depths of his soul, so he had no choice but to put down everything at hand and rush to the temple.
Storm Dragon remained silent on the spot.
After a few seconds, he took a deep breath and walked into the hall.
There were no priests or attendants inside.
In the empty hall, only his own footsteps echoed.
The dome hangs high, and gradient five-color light seeps out from the four walls.
Like some kind of living liquid, it climbs up along the wall, then falls down along the dome, and finally converges on the statue, giving its ferocious and ferocious posture a somewhat sacred feeling.
Storm Dragon kept his eyes straight and knelt down in front of the statue.
His dragon horns touched the cold ground, his wings were spread flat on both sides of his body, his tail was quietly attached to his back, and his movements were extremely humble.
"The Great Mother, the Dragon of Five Colors, the Queen of Ten Thousand Dragons."
He said in a low and pious voice, "Your apostle responds to your call. May your scaled wings cover all realms, and may your anger burn away disobedience."
The light became brighter, spinning in the air like substance.
The five colors are separated, intertwined again, and plated on the surface of the statue.
There are five groups of flames of different colors burning in the eye sockets of the statue. Each group's color corresponds to a dragon head. They make the statue look like it has come to life and is looking down at Storm Dragon, which is lying on the ground.
Then, sounds sounded from all directions at the same time.
"Lamorien, my apostle, you have wasted too long in the west.
The Dragon Queen directly calls Lamorien an apostle instead of her own child. Whenever this happens, it means that she is not in a good mood or is somewhat dissatisfied with Lamorien's performance.
Storm Dragon's head is depressed even lower.
"Great Mother, please allow me to explain."
"I'm not wasting my time, it's just that the fire of resistance in the West has not yet been completely extinguished."
"Those insects that disobey your glory are still lingering in the dark corners. I just want to kill them all and let every inch of this land be soaked in awe of you."
"It's my duty...
"Insignificant mortal things are no longer important."
The Dragon Queen's voice was neither soft nor serious, but there was no doubt that it directly interrupted Storm Dragon's words.
"Belief in all things and Blood Tax are crops. They can be harvested season after season, but the crops can be harvested at any time. There is no difference if it is earlier or later."
"Now, there is one thing more important than those ants."
The flames surged like five pairs of vertical pupils.
They flicker slightly, watching Storm Dragon.
"Red Emperor Pale Star, Godslayer, Red Emperor of Aura, Garos·Ignas."
"Sacrifice him to me."
Lamorien's vertical pupils shrank slightly for a moment.
But he maintained a prostrate posture, did not raise his head, and did not make any unnecessary reactions.
"I want this rebellious dragon to kneel in this temple as a sacrifice."
The Dragon Queen's voice sounded faintly, and there was no gentleness in it, but full of naked malice.
"I want his soul to burn forever in my Divine Kingdom, day and night, without rest, to become my slave. He rejected my grace and desecrated my majesty. This shame must be repaid with everything he has."
Storm Dragon was silent for a few breaths, considering his words in his heart, and then slowly spoke.
"Great Mother, you have given me unprecedented strength."
"The blood of Storm Dragon and the power of Destiny Rank are rushing in my veins. The sky itself is already an extension of my will. I am grateful for your grace and have never doubted the power you gave me."
He raised his head and saw five-color flames reflected in his field of vision.
"But Red Emperor Pale Star----he is different, I must be honest with you."
"He once killed Divine Avatar at Orotara in front of the Saint Realm and Immortal One."
"This is not a record to be taken lightly."
"Although the process was tortuous and he did not kill Divine Avatar alone, the results cannot be faked. Although I have received your grace and am stronger than ever before, I am not 100% sure when facing him."
He paused and looked directly at the five flames.
"He----is not an ordinary Crown Rank, so I want to wait for a more suitable opportunity before dedicating him to you as a gift."
"Lamorien, my child, what are you afraid of?"
The Dragon Queen's voice became gentle again, as if she was comforting an anxious Hatchling Dragon.
"Behind you, there is me."
"You are not alone, you never have been."
"Storm Dragon's power is far more than what you feel now. Its upper limit is much higher than you imagine. When you actually confront him, I will personally guide your minions, and my will will be with your breath."
"He will fall under your wings. This is an established fact, as unchangeable as the rising of the sun and the setting of the moon."
There was an absolute certainty in his voice.
Upon hearing these words, Lamorien looked hesitant.
In addition to the power of Red Emperor Pale Star itself, he also has another layer of concerns.
"Great Mother, there is one more thing you need to consider."
He lowered his voice a little lower and said, "Bronze Dragon King Sheffield has returned from the deep sea. His obsession with justice has not diminished at all, and he must regard all your followers as a thorn in his side."
"With his character, he will not sit back and do nothing."
"If I defeat Red Emperor Pale Star, then I will face Bronze Dragon King alone, the same as Destiny Rank, but his strength and experience are not comparable to mine."
"It's not a good thing for us to be targeted by him alone."
The five-color flame jumped and swayed gently in the statue's eye sockets.
The Dragon Queen spoke calmly, "Sheffield is not something you need to worry about."
"Right now, he is playing with Demons and won't be back soon. When he comes back, you will have completed everything for me."
"Sacrifice Red Emperor Pale Star to me."
"I will give you new grace, and when the time comes, you will not be weaker than him."
Lamorien opened his mouth again, wanting to say something.
"Mother, I----"
Out of some deep-rooted instinct, he really didn't want to be Red Emperor Pale Star's enemy.
"Enough!"
Upon hearing this, the Dragon Queen made a sharp voice, full of impatience, and interrupted him directly.
At the same time, the flames expanded, almost overflowing from the eye sockets, making the statue look extremely vicious, and the five faces were simultaneously distorted into angry faces.
"I can tolerate your free will and your occasional stubbornness. This is my promise, but the prerequisite for exercising free will is to execute my will."
"You should know this better than any dragon."
Her voice suddenly dropped, sharp and sinister.
"And, my apostle, do you think that I cannot see that you are delaying?"
Lamorien's expression was slightly stiff.
"Great mother...
"You negotiate terms every time, you have new reasons every time, and you tell me your concerns frankly every time."
The dragon queen sneered, "Haha, Lamorien, what are you thinking? I can feel every thought. Do you really think that a Dragonkin who blasphemes Deity's glory and does not even have Immortal Realm can bring Dragon Race back to glory?"
"How stupid."
The voice was as severe as a whip hitting the scales, the five-color flame almost licked Lamorien's kiss, and the hot breath hit his face.
Storm Dragon remained silent, noncommittal.
He knew it was useless to say anything now.
The Dragon Queen's will is as clear as an iron law, and any excuse will only make the situation worse.
"There may be some truth to your original intention."
The Dragon Queen's voice regained its calmness and said, "But to me, this has never been important. You exist to execute my will, not to compete with me here, to play tricks with me, to show your mother your cleverness."
Lamorien lowered his head and the dragon's horns touched the ground.
He knew he had reached an insurmountable bottom line.
Now, his situation is not good.
"Great Mother, you have misunderstood."
"Everything I do is for your glory. I...
Lamorien's explanation stopped abruptly.
He found that his throat seemed to be choked by something and he could not make any sound.
His mind was struggling, like a beast trapped in a spider's web, desperately trying to break free, but the web was getting tighter and tighter, and every struggle only made the web tangle tighter and sink deeper into it.
Will is like a materialized tide, coming from all directions.
There is nowhere to run, nowhere to hide.
"I've given you a chance, Lamorien."
The dragon queen's voice sounded faintly, "Time and time again, I appreciate your principles, respect your choices, and give you enough time and patience."
"But now, my patience is running out."
The last bit of warmth in the voice disappeared.
In a daze, Lamorien felt that the statue in front of him was completely alive.
The five-headed evil god was reflected in his field of vision, with an infinitely majestic body and cold and cruel eyes, looking down at him like an ant.
The flames fell and sank towards Storm Dragon's body.
The invisible Apostle Mark then became hot, like a red-hot iron pressing on his soul, burning away the thoughts in his consciousness that were contrary to the Dragon Queen's will one by one.
Those hesitations, concerns, and deep-rooted thoughts gradually turned to ashes in the flames.
Lamorien growled.
His whole body was shaking violently, fighting against the Dragon Queen's will.
At the same time, among Small World.
The dark sky remains as always, covering every inch of the world.
Red Iron Dragon crushed Space Crystal, and the meteorite was unsealed. Before it hit the ground, it was shattered by his claw. The invisible and turbulent Frenzied Flame surged out, and were all attracted by Red Iron Dragon.
Ho ho ho!
Red Iron Dragon raised his head, gasping rapidly, and his chest heaved violently.
After undergoing two mutations in a very short period of time, he felt as if every cell in his body was burning and melting. Even his nerves were suffering from burning pain. From the tips of his claws to the top of his head, from his scales to his bone marrow, there was no place that was not painless or burning.
If there were no external dangers, Garos would not be in a hurry to do this.
The One-Handed Overlord Form just now, although it is a bit deformed, is too eccentric.
But there is no doubt that as long as he exercises again, those parts of his body that have become weak and sluggish will gain several times higher exercise efficiency than normal, and may even exceed their original limits.
Unfortunately, this form has too many shortcomings as a whole.
If he is attacked by a powerful enemy before he has adapted and returned to normalcy, he may even face the risk of death, and it will be difficult to even escape.
After considering many considerations.
Garos After weighing the pros and cons, he finally decided to continue mutating and gave up this opportunity to exercise through mutation.
Safety first, output only when you are alive.
Click click click!
There were crisp sounds inside and outside his body, like the sound of metal being broken and recast.
Garos's wings are the first to respond to changes.
His wingspan has always been very large. Although the mutation just now caused it to shrink a bit, the overall proportion is still larger than the normal Dragonkin.
Now, the wings are further tightened inward, the wing membrane gradually becomes tighter, the wing bones shorten, thicken, and bend, the bone density soars, the strength of the wings increases, and each wing bone becomes like a bracket made of fine steel.
Immediately afterwards, Garos's skeleton changed drastically.
The ribs tighten inward, the bone walls thicken, and the medullary cavity is filled with dense bone trabeculae. The entire thorax seems to have become a close-fitting inner armor. The spine is re-engaged segment by segment. The entire spine is like a tightened steel cable, but it is extremely flexible and can be twisted and bent greatly without affecting the performance of any movements.
Then, there are dragon scales.
The scales proliferate, and the original gap structure is closed, and the surface glows with a reddish luster after repeated quenching, as if wearing a suit of armor with no gaps, but with scale-like textures engraved on it, it looks like both scales and plate armor.
At the same time, the muscles all over the body proliferated wildly, but they did not stack up and bulge like the deformity just now.
Each muscle fiber is compressed immediately after growth is completed, like a spring being compressed.
The structure of the limbs also changes with the changes in bones and muscles, becoming more coordinated.
Then, Garos naturally entered a semi-upright state.
The original crawling quadruped posture was broken, and the forelimbs were lifted off the ground and hung in front of the body. The upper body was slightly tilted forward, and the center of gravity fell between the legs. The whole body showed a tense feeling that was ready to go, like a bowstring that was stretched to the limit and could be ejected at any time.
The muscles are no longer strong and bulging, but every muscle is perfect to the extreme.
The lines are smooth and clear-cut, with no trace of excess fat or unnecessary bulge. The direction of each muscle bundle is clearly visible, and the size and position of each muscle are just right.
Garos's head is also being reshaped.
The snout bones are shortened and widened, the maxillary and mandibular bones are thickened at the same time, and the alveolus is enlarged. It is a bit like Ashen Annihilation Form, but completely different.
The number of teeth is halved, but each one is several times larger.
His entire bite structure has changed from a tearing type to a crushing type. When biting, the upper and lower teeth fit together so tightly that they can crush anything caught in the middle.
"This change should have a good effect."
Red Iron Dragon gritted his teeth and could vaguely feel that his body was changing in a good direction. He could feel the power gathering in his body, rising up like a tide, filling every cell.
Time passed by leisurely.
After an unknown amount of time, the mutation was completed.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Red Iron Dragon was breathing heavily, standing half-upright on the ground, his chest rising and falling rhythmically.
After calming down from the violent change, he concentrated and began to observe himself.
Right away, Garos discovered that sharp edges had grown on his elbows and knees, which could be folded in or popped out directly. They were as hard and sharp as fangs.
In addition, his body structure becomes more suitable for a semi-upright position.
It can wield its claws better, shift its center of gravity more smoothly, the length of its forelimbs has increased, its shoulder and elbow joints have been restructured, becoming more flexible, and its range of motion has been greatly expanded.
The most important thing is that his muscles and bones went through a period of expansion and contraction.
The density increased, the structure of each limb was balanced, but the body size did not shrink, but the weight increased significantly.
"The dragon scales have turned red."
Garos touched his scales.
The structure of his scales has changed drastically, completely different from any known Dragonkin, as if all the dragon scales have been melted and transformed into a whole, with no gaps or weaknesses.
Defense has become stronger.
"Not only defense, why do you feel that all attributes have skyrocketed?"
Garos clenched the dragon claws and felt the powerful power flowing through his body. The feeling of fulfillment made him want to test it immediately.
Immediately, he bent his knees slightly and stretched his wings.
Boom!
The earth and rocks beneath its feet shattered, and the giant dragon soared straight into the sky, soaring in the sky at extremely fast speeds. In terms of agility and speed, it was only slightly inferior to the original Sky-Rending Form, but it was also far beyond the norm. The air screamed sharply under its wings.
He crashed directly into the ground, or lifted the entire mountain, feeling the weight of his muscles and bones.
Garos tests its own attribute changes in different ways.
Over and over again until the data is clear.
After a few hours, he stopped, showing excitement.
Just like what I felt intuitively just now, his defense, speed, strength, including life recovery and other attributes have been greatly increased in all aspects, and some have even doubled.
But then, his excitement turned into confusion.
"Here comes the question. The power gained from the mutation is not out of thin air. Now almost all my attributes have been greatly increased. So, what is the price?"
Garos wrinkled the scales on his forehead and his eyes became sharp.
After just a few seconds, he suddenly froze and realized other changes.
Phew!
The dragon opened its upper and lower jaws, took a deep breath, inflated its chest to the limit, and then exhaled violently.
As a result, except for a burst of hot breath, there was not even a small flame.
He lost the powerful skills that all dragons have.
Dragon Breath.
The dragon raised his paw again and concentrated.
Buzz!
Dragon Qi began to surge in the body, but it stopped inside the body and could not be released from the molten scale armor at all. Garos tried to tear a hole in the scale armor to let Dragon Qi find an exit, but Dragon Qi was still difficult to ignite outside the body.
Garos's eyes flickered, vaguely realizing what the price was.
He tried again, and the result was pretty much what he expected.
Not just Dragon Breath and Dragon Qi.
There is even Dragon Might. All the Spell-like Ability he was born with, Cleansing Spell and other convenient spells he learned can no longer be cast.
Even Spell-Annihilating Claw has problems.
It can still tear apart space, but its accuracy has dropped significantly. It requires long-term anchoring and careful tearing. Its ability to grasp energy has been affected, and it is no longer as handy as before.
He gradually became aware of his situation.
This change is the ultimate specialization for melee combat at the expense of all other means and skills.
Give up all long-range, energy release, spell-casting abilities, etc., collapse all power back to the physical body itself, and transfer all energy into internal strengthening such as muscles, scales, armor, and claws, so that the physical body is powerful and greatly improved by leaps and bounds.
This is an extreme bet.
"Similar in strength to Ashen Annihilation Form?"
Garos was thoughtful, assessing his current state and making comparisons in his mind.
First of all, this is a powerful form, no doubt about it.
However, all the long-range methods he was good at have disappeared, and he can no longer perform Dragon Qi Shaping. Taken together, it is not necessarily more powerful than Ashen Annihilation Form. At most, it is similar, each with its own advantages and disadvantages.
"There is another serious problem."
"Dragon Qi cannot be played externally. Isn't there nothing I can do about Aura Burst? Isn't it possible that Shining Form cannot be turned on?"
Thinking of this, Red Iron Dragon's heart condensed slightly.
If Shining Form cannot be activated, this form has completely failed to evolve, and no matter how strong the melee ability is, it cannot make up for the lack of trump cards.
In this world, numerical attributes are important, and they are also an important reason why Garos is powerful.
But if there are only numerical values, it will definitely not work.
Garos Take a deep breath and start Aura Burst.
A huge amount of energy surged out of Dragon Jade, rushing into the limbs and bones like a flood that burst a dam.
The dragon's scales bulged outwards and cracks were opened, forming a dense network of cracks.
The shining golden arrogance was revealed, but it did not burn like adding fuel to the fire like before. Instead, it seemed to skip a stage Aura Burst and directly activate Shining Form.
The golden flames are highly condensed on the body surface, shining brilliantly, coating the dragon with a layer of gold.
The corners of Garos also started to grow and become thicker and sharper.
But the difference from before is----
Garos's eyes flickered, and then he stopped shining. The golden light on his body was restrained, and the color of the dragon scales returned to burnt red, but there were many fine cracks on them.
His first stage Aura Burst turned into a controllable Shining Form.
Then here comes the problem.
His original second stage Aura Burst, which is the original Shining Form, can it be opened again on this basis, Second Shining?
Garos's breathing gradually became heavier.
He suppressed his emotions and started Aura Burst again, directly entering Shining Form. The dragon scales all over his body turned into gold, as if covered with melted gold plating.
Garos can feel the powerful force rushing through his body.
Like a roaring river, rushing through his blood vessels, muscles, and bones, almost bursting him.
But he knows this is not the end.
He took a deep breath and continued Aura Burst, squeezing out every ounce of energy remaining in Dragon Jade.
Rumble!
There was a roar like an engine roaring from the dragon's body, as if some giant beast was awakening inside.
Click click click!
More fine cracks appeared on the surface of the scales, and the cracks spread. Golden flames squeezed out from the cracks, but they did not burn. Instead, they penetrated slowly and heavily like lava, gradually spreading throughout the body.
The dragon's body cannot fully bear this power.
The blood was wrapped in Dragon Qi and gushes out from the cracks. As soon as it was ignited, it mixed with the golden flames. The gold coating was mixed with a bright red color and spread to the whole body.
Just like that, the original golden coating began to change color due to the mixture of blood.
It gradually shifts from shining gold to red gold, settling on a color similar to rose gold.
Bright, sparkling, eye-catching, dangerous.
The dragon horns that proliferated due to a flash also began to proliferate again.
They began to bend backwards, bypassing the top of the skull, winding down the back of the head like vines, and hanging down to the shoulder blades before stopping growing. From the front, they looked like long hair scattered on the shoulders, and from the side, they looked like a war crown growing out of the skull.
Strength.
Unprecedented power surged through the dragon's body, like an endless tsunami lapping against the embankment.
Red Iron Dragon couldn't help but raised his head and roared at the dark sky.
Roar!
With just a roar, the sound waves shot straight into the sky, scattering the clouds in the sky and creating a huge hole. The clouds rolled outwards, revealing the bottomless dark sky behind them.
Immediately afterwards, the giant dragon fell to the ground.
He stood upright, retracted his right paw, and then swung it forward violently.
The air has no time to escape.
Before Zhu Feng arrived, the air in front was compressed into a layer of translucent air barrier visible to the naked eye, which existed for a moment, and then exploded with a deafening explosion.
Tear!
Shock waves rolled across the ground.
With Garos as the center of the circle, the ground in the fan-shaped area in front seemed to have been turned upside down by an invisible giant.
The surface rock shell was lifted up in one piece and shattered into rock slabs of different sizes in the shock wave, flipping and tumbling away. The rock slabs collided with the rock slabs and broke into smaller fragments. The fragments collided with each other into smaller fragments, grinding each other into powder during the tumbling.
There is no skill involved in this attack.
It was just the aftermath of pure power that caused such destruction. There was no energy released, no skill bonus, just pure brute force.
"Is praying to Goddess of Luck really effective?"
Garos whispered to himself, then shook his head.
"No, it has nothing to do with praying. I killed a favored person of Goddess of Luck."
This form is completely used for melee combat specialization. Because of the greatly increased numerical value and the special mechanism of Second Shining, even if it costs a lot, it is still stronger than all previous mutant forms.
Double pumping wonders.
At the expense of a large number of rich and diverse skills, he has obtained the ultimate mutation enhancement in terms of body and physique.
The key is that he also obtained the extremely powerful trump card Second Shining, which can explode beyond the limit of power at critical moments.
Garos Hold back your excitement and calm yourself down.
He had no time to think about the name of this new form now.
Second Shining couldn't interrupt at will, and the price would be heavy afterwards, so he took advantage of the fact that it wasn't over yet and took the time to quickly become familiar with all the powers of this new form.
Time passes with Garos's workout and recovery.
Just like that, several months later.
West, Silent Temple.
Lamorien's resistance was completely shattered.
All those hesitations, fears and trade-offs all vanished in front of the Dragon Queen's will, and the eyes that had been struggling and changing before finally calmed down.
When he raised his head, his expression had turned cold.
It's like wearing an invisible mask, all emotions are isolated under the mask, and no waves can be seen.
"This time, you will fully carry out my will."
The voice sounded, speaking unhurriedly. At the same time, Lamorien slowly stood up from the prostrate posture, the wing membranes were retracted on both sides of the body, and the tail was raised from the ground.
"I understand, great mother."
"I will fully implement your will. Red Emperor Pale Star will become your sacrifice. Aura Kingdom will be reduced to ashes in the storm. I will personally bring that rebel in front of you, let him kneel down, and let him repent."
he responded.
"Very good."
"My apostle, let the storm descend on the earth and let the thunder announce my return. This time, don't let me down again."