"Stupid female!"
The Red Dragon Whelp cursed as he watched her retreating back, his face full of contempt.
The Little White Dragon also lowered his head and hurried away.
Soon, only the Red Dragon Whelp and Xiluo remained, continuing their passionate run.
Meanwhile.
In the Gerlo Kingdom.
In the Royal Capital.
Within a certain spacious underground chamber.
A bright orb floated in the center, illuminating the underground space.
On a raised platform resembling an altar.
An enormous green dragon, sixteen or seventeen meters long, lay weakly and helplessly on the ground. Her frame was exceptionally thin, practically as skeletal as a black dragon's.
Huge iron pillars pierced her wings and body, and enormous chains bound her limbs.
At her chest and belly.
Blood dripped continuously from a bowl-sized wound. After landing on the altar, it flowed along the altar's grooves, eventually gathering in a blood pool that radiated a terrifying bloody glow.
A human figure bathed within it, his body likewise emitting pulses of scarlet light.
Blood constantly poured into the figure.
Beside him stood an elderly spellcaster, watching everything with a smile.
Only after a long while.
All the blood in the pool surged into the figure's body.
Only then did the elderly spellcaster casually wave an arm. A Healing Spell landed on the helpless dragon's wound, healing her.
The figure also climbed out of the blood pool.
He was a man.
There was almost no blood on him. His body was strong and fair, as perfect as a statue.
Clenching his fists firmly, the man said with delight:
"Phew... my strength has improved quite a bit again!
Dragonblood Warriors really are powerful! Far stronger than ordinary Modified Humans!
Unfortunately... this female dragon has lost too much blood and is nearly at her limit. Even though I've spent an