Chapter 10 Strength and Speed ​​(Please read on, please vote with monthly tickets)

"Slacking off and sleeping in again? Time to get up and mine!"

Garus landed in front of the two baby dragons and gently patted their heads with his tail to wake them up.

He yawned.

The two baby dragons didn't seem to have had enough of a nap.

"My dear brother Galos, can I rest a little longer?"

They asked in soft voices.

When violence fails, even the most wicked dragon will resort to appealing to family ties.

"no."

Galos coldly and ruthlessly refused. He had given them a chance before, willing to be a good Dragon Brother, but these two were ungrateful and turned their backs on him.

The path we take is the one we choose.

They wanted a cold-blooded dragon, and well, Garus granted their wish.

snort!

Red Dragon Girl snorted coldly and reluctantly turned to walk towards the mine tunnel.

As for Tie Longdi...

Even after hearing Galos's refusal, he still had a slight smirk on his face, looking arrogant and disdainful.

That's really annoying.

If Galos hadn't known that it wasn't deliberately making its mouth crooked, but rather that its mouth and eyes were still distorted from the impact, it would have already taken action.

Under Garros's gaze, Iron Dragon Brother shrank his head, then, maintaining his crooked-mouthed dragon posture with drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, he followed Red Dragon Sister down into the mine tunnel, taking one deep step and one shallow step.

I looked up and saw the sunset glow, which resembled fiery clouds.

Galos withdrew his gaze and looked down at his right arm.

On the forearm armor, there was a small, rock-like grayish-white patch, a wound left by the petrification rays; the dragon scales and flesh had all been petrified.

Click, click!

Garos peeled off the petrified dragon scales and flesh, leaving a small hole in his forearm.

Although the sensation was very slight, Garus could still sense that the flesh and blood here were somewhat unusual, undergoing strange changes.

Wait for new flesh and dragon scales to grow.

If hit by petrification rays again, the effects will inevitably be weakened.

As for complete exemption, it requires a large amount of repeated adaptation, which Galus does not currently have.

The wound was minor and harmless, having no impact on Galos's activities. Bathed in the fiery glow of the setting sun, he began to try new forms of exercise.

call!

He slowly exhaled.

The young dragon flapped its wings, its body flipped in mid-air, and finally supported its heavy body entirely with one front paw, then maintained a one-armed upside-down posture, rising and falling.

Not long after.

The young dragon bent its tail and braced itself on the ground, using the strength of its tail to support its body and exercise its tail muscles.

Alternatively, one could tilt their head back and press it against the ground, while rotating their body around their neck.

One after another, specialized training movements not even found in the Dragon's Legacy were displayed on Garros.

He is doing strength training.

Besides strength training, there's also speed.

After a while, Garus took off and soared into the sky, flying to the starry night sky where two moons hung. Then he took a deep breath, extended his dragon wings to their limit, and began to flap them rapidly.

However.

The young dragon, which was flapping its wings violently, did not rise; instead, it strangely and slowly fell.

—The flight of dragons is actually a kind of magical effect.

Given the weight and proportions of a dragon, it would be difficult for it to fly and soar like a bird using only its wings.

In fact, when dragons fly, the magical energy in their blood flows to their wings, creating an effect similar to levitation. Combined with spell-like skills and the power of their wings, they can soar through the sky.

Other intelligent species must use sky-sealing spells when dealing with dragons.

The principle behind it is to cancel out effects similar to levitation.

Galos didn't want to face a future invasion where the enemy could block out the sky and he would have to land on the ground to be ganged up on.

He hoped to be able to fly using only his physical strength and soar through the sky.

In this way, one's weakness is reduced, and there is a greater chance of achieving the goal of living a long life.

Because the magical energy has been contained, the levitation effect has been lost.

The heavy dragon's body continued to sink.

Galos's wings were taut, creating gusts of wind with each flap, but they still couldn't lift his body off the ground; they only slowed his descent, allowing him to glide with difficulty.

This method placed a tremendous burden on the wings of the Garusaurus.

Overwhelmed by the weight, a tearing pain constantly emanated from its wings.

Especially the fleshy membrane at the base of the wing membrane that connects to the trunk; every time I swing it, it feels like being stabbed by a steel rod.

The struggling flight of wings under the cover of night had no audience or encouragement, but the young dragon gritted its teeth and endured the pain silently, only flapping its wings again and again, seeking adaptation and evolution amidst the tearing agony.

Time passed slowly.

Until the two moons sank below the horizon and the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds.

Galos then completed a series of training exercises, becoming so exhausted that even with the robust physique of a dragon, he was completely worn out.

Aches and pains spread throughout my body, especially around my wings, which felt almost undetectable, as if they had been torn off.

The young dragon's breathing was heavy, like a bellows.

Despite his fatigue and soreness, his eyes were remarkably bright.

Because along with the soreness in my body, there were also waves of subtle tingling sensations.

This is a manifestation of adaptation and evolution. Each time Garus is exhausted, his body becomes more resilient and stronger, allowing him to endure longer and fly faster next time.

One day, he will be able to truly soar through the sky on his own two wings, and even the magic-free realm will not be able to confine him.

And when Galus was preparing to rest.

Emerging from the mine tunnel, the dusty Red Dragon Girl and Iron Dragon Brother saw Garos in poor condition.

They exchanged a glance, and the two young dragons approached Garus step by step with ill intent.

“My dear brother Galos, you seem very tired now.”

Red Dragon Girl asked.

His words were concerned, but they were full of malice.

"Hooray, we're sure we can beat you this time."

Tie Longdi chuckled twice with a crooked mouth, making a villainous laugh, and slowly approached.

"Is your skin itchy again?"

Galos stood expressionless, his much taller and stronger body hovering on the ground, his calm gaze sweeping over both of them.

At a glance, both fledglings were filled with surprise and doubt, and stopped in their tracks.

Galos's power was formidable, and although he looked to be in poor condition, it still prevented them from making any rash moves.

"After thinking about it carefully, it seems that it has been a while since I disciplined you."

Taking a step forward, Galos's eyes flashed with a fierce light.

As he took that step, the two fledgling dragons involuntarily retreated, their previous arrogance instantly turning into a meek and mild expression.

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"Dear brother, please don't misunderstand."

The two young dragons immediately backed down and retreated away from Garus.

Galos snorted softly, and this time, generously, he did not pursue the matter.

In reality, it's not really possible for him to pursue the matter further.

Because of his exploration outside the sinkhole area, Galos experienced many dangers in the wilderness. He trained too hard in his excitement, almost squeezing out his last bit of physical strength, so that he is now very weak. If they really fight, he will probably be beaten back.

He showed no sign of fear and, with his usual imposing presence, intimidated the two fledgling dragons.

They lost their only chance to retaliate and beat Galus.

"Be careful next time you train, and conserve some energy just in case."

He thought to himself, then randomly found a big crater he had dug himself, and without any hesitation, lay down in the open, using his tail as a pillow, folding his wings to cover his body, and settled down to rest.

In the days that followed, Galus's life became regular and fulfilling.

In addition to daily training and urging the fledgling dragon to mine, he would occasionally leave the sinkhole area to fight ferocious beasts and monsters in the surrounding area to hone his combat skills, while searching for suitable places to live in order to prepare for his future solo survival.

that's all.

A year has passed in the blink of an eye.

(End of this chapter)