Niro City.
The city lord's castle, in the central district.
Threads of sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains.
They fell upon a sturdy dragon roughly eight meters thirty long, with exceptionally developed limbs.
This dragon differed considerably from ordinary Chromatic Dragons, Metal Dragons, and Gem Dragons.
His scales and skin were neither blue nor green, but an azure that seemed to combine the two, as pristine as the sea. A layer of rippling water flowed across his body.
Sunlight shone upon him, refracting into dazzling, beautiful radiance.
Above his nose was the sharp horn characteristic of Blue Dragons, but on either side of his head were demonlike horns.
A pair of azure wings folded against his back. Unlike ordinary batlike dragon wings, they looked sharply angular, with a faint metallic quality, and wisps of wind element wound around them.
The curtains near his wings swayed gently under the pull of the wind element.
His thick, long tail was covered in layers of heavy scales, looking as powerful as a warhammer.
This dragon was, of course, no other dragon.
He was Xiluo, two years later.
Compared with two years ago, his appearance had changed considerably.
As his three mutated dragon bloodlines steadily increased, many changes did not happen overnight, but needed time to settle and take effect.
Compared with two years ago, Xiluo was undoubtedly a handsomer, more beautiful dragon.
That held true whether viewed through a dragon's eyes or a human's.
Beside him.
There was another figure-a woman, to be precise.
This woman looked to be in her early twenties.
She had long, wavy azure hair, a fair, lovely face, and a curvaceous figure. Any man looking at her would consider her a great beauty.
At that moment, this great beauty was putting on the clothes that had