[Young Adult Blue Dragon] Level: 12 (Elite-)
These were Bosha Miste's stats.
This Blue Dragon was now over seventy years old, and strength like this put him practically at the bottom of dragonkind.
Xiluo rated his bloodline level at 2.
A useless little weakling!
But... this little weakling had been getting rather uppity lately.
He actually dared to stop people on the road and extort them?
Instead of training hard and improving his strength, he spent all his time doing stupid, meaningless things. Who exactly had this idiot learned that from?
Xiluo narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at Bosha.
A cold gleam showed in his eyes.
It made the Blue Dragon, who had joined within the past two years, keep shrinking back.
He thought to himself:
Boss Xiluo is angry? Is he angry that I extorted those envoys from the Royal Capital?
I never imagined those people mattered so much to him... should I rein it in a little next time?
Eek! So scary! Boss Xiluo is so scary! Boss Abel, save me!
Then he instinctively edged toward the Blue Dragon beside him, who looked a little smaller and measured only around 11.2 meters long.
"Hey, hey, hey! Xiluo! Don't look at Bosha like that! This guy might be a bit useless, but he's still my underling. For the sake of our brotherhood,
"don't hold it against him!"
Abel, the Blue Dragon Wyrmling, spread his right wing to block Xiluo's view of Bosha and spoke with the air of a big brother.
This gradually shifted Xiluo's gaze onto him.
[Adolescence God of Wealth Blue Dragon] Level: 12 (Elite-+)
These were his stats without any equipment.
He had now completed five Divine Trials.
This Blue Dragon Wyrmling had enjoyed up to double growth, averaging 1.8