Chapter 253 The Escaped Five-Colored Young Dragons
Snow fell heavily on the fertile plains, gradually burying the stains of the abyss.
After explaining his theory.
White Dragon Therese suddenly changed the subject, saying, "Garos, Dragon Valley has treated me well. Merely guarding the Abyss Rift is not enough for me to repay Dragon Valley's kindness, nor is it enough for me to repay your generosity and benevolence."
Under Galus's gaze.
She continued in a serious tone, "I know that Dragon Valley is planning to take in more dragons, but most of the dragons that can be taken in will probably be small, evil dragons with unruly personalities and difficult to discipline."
"Dragon cubs certainly look down on non-dragon creatures, and other dragons don't want to associate with stupid little dragons."
At this point, the white dragon raised its head, tightened its tail, and said in a solemn tone with an air of righteous indignation, "When the time comes, I am willing to take on the heavy responsibility of nurturing and caring for them!"
Galos was silent for a few seconds, then said softly:
"You want to mingle among the young and juvenile dragons, promote your niche theory, and arbitrarily insult them to please yourself, don't you?"
They saw right through us!
Bai Long was initially shocked, but quickly calmed down and readily admitted, "That's indeed the case."
She said, "We all grew up from the young dragon stage, and we know how eccentric those little dragons are. They are as weak as ants and insects, yet they have ambitions that are higher than the sky. They survive only by luck."
She declared righteously, "Only by severely insulting and whipping them can we make them recognize the cruelty of reality, make them realize their true situation, and enable them to grow better!"
That makes some sense.
Galos scrutinized the white dragon and asked, "Aren't you afraid that they'll come looking for revenge on you once they've grown up?"
Bai Longfeng shook his head casually and said, "With an age difference of nearly two hundred years, weaker dragons can never surpass me."
"And powerful dragons will grow up sooner or later and become stronger than me, and then humiliate me repeatedly like Samantha. Heh, since I can't avoid being humiliated, I might as well humiliate them thoroughly before they grow up."
"As for the subsequent retaliation, it will be nothing more than some top-down attacks and insults. I am already used to it and don't care about it. It can be completely ignored."
Therese, you're unbeatable.
After hearing her idea, Galos was speechless for a moment.
This guy has developed a self-consistent logic and is living in his own world.
If that's the case, then so be it.
When the time comes, the task of training the little dragons will be handed over to her. Apart from the white dragon Therese, it's rare for other dragons to be so dedicated. Of course, she can't be in charge of everything. Some rules need to be set for her so that she can't act recklessly.
Garos immediately returned to Dragon Valley.
Snowflakes filled the sky, and Dragon Valley was transformed into a pristine white wonderland, covered in a blanket of silver. Thick ice crystals formed on the lake's surface, and glistening frost clung to the branches.
The crimson-silver dragon Deborah was currently squatting in the center of the frozen lake.
She made a hole in the ice, stuck her tail inside, and patiently waited for something.
A short while later, the Crimson Silver Dragon's eyes suddenly lit up, and it quickly pulled out its tail.
There, on the tip of her tail, a large fish was tightly biting her. Before it could let go, it was caught, flung into the air, and then the Crimson Silver Dragon stretched out its neck and swallowed it whole.
"tasty!"
A smug expression appeared on the dragon's face as the Crimson Silver Dragon continued fishing with its tail.
“Deborah, you can easily catch hundreds or thousands of fish with your magic.”
Why waste time like this?
Galos walked slowly across the lake. His body was heavy and strong, but he did not break the ice. Martial Dragon had a high degree of control over his body, so this was no problem for him.
"A boring dragon."
"The feeling of catching a fish yourself is different from catching a fish with magic."
The Crimson Silver Dragon said, "When I was a child in the Boiling Sea Dragon Domain, the Metal Dragons held a tail-fishing competition, and I got into the top ten out of hundreds of dragons who participated!"
Hearing these words.
Garus could only lament the vast difference between dragons.
While he was training day and night for survival, leaving himself covered in injuries, the metal dragons had the leisure to hold a tail-fishing competition.
However, all that training was worthwhile.
At the very least, if a metal dragon of the same age were to encounter him and a conflict were to arise, it would inevitably be beaten to a pulp and end up crying and running home to complain.
"Let's go fishing together."
The Crimson Silver Dragon extended an invitation to Garos.
Childish game!
Red Iron Dragon ignored it and turned to walk towards the area where the super-heavy item was located, preparing to temper his physique.
"Here's a bottle of Raptor Potion. Play with me."
Over time, the Crimson Silver Dragon came to understand the nature of evil dragons and cast out its bait.
The red-coiled dragon paused in its tracks.
On the other hand, playing games occasionally, balancing work and rest, is beneficial for relaxation of both mind and body.
"make a deal!"
Galos strode toward the center of the glacial lake.
As for the Dragon Potion mentioned by the Crimson Silver Dragon, it was made by the Silver Dragon's father, Edri, who ground his own fallen scales into powder and then used a secret method to create the potion, which can greatly enhance the strength attribute of dragons in a short period of time.
Through Galos's inquiries, he also learned about the Silver Dragon's career path from Deborah.
Ice Mage Dragon, Alchemist, Potion Master.
The term "ice mage" refers to an ice elemental mage who specializes in controlling and manipulating ice elemental energy. Dragons that specialize in this path are called ice mage dragons. They are legitimate spellcasters who construct spells through knowledge and wisdom, rather than bloodline.
Edley primarily uses ice magic, but also practices alchemy and potion-making.
His specific job level is unknown, but given his age and the silver dragon's magical talent, it certainly won't be low.
"Let's have a tail fishing competition. If you win, I'll give you another dose of Dragon Potion; if you lose, you give me a gem."
"Whoever catches the most fish within ten minutes wins. No magic or spell-like techniques are allowed; only tails can be used."
The Crimson Silver Dragon offered a suggestion.
"OK."
With a single thrust of its tail, Garus Dragon shattered the ice and plunged into the water.
"I want to join too! I'll bet on a small colored stone!"
The fairy dragon Vera flew over, breaking through the frozen lake surface and almost submerging half of her body.
Meanwhile, seeing that the Red Iron Dragon didn't use its tail to pierce the bait, Deborah didn't remind him. Looking at the Fairy Dragon, which wasn't even as big as a fish, she felt she had already won.
Soon after, due to the increased oxygen concentration at the ice break, lake fish began to gather.
Feeling the subtle ripples on the lake, Garos's eyes flashed, but he didn't make any rash moves. He simply closed his eyes and waited quietly. On the other side, the Crimson Silver Dragon, with its skillful fishing techniques, would occasionally catch a fish with its tail, while Garos caught nothing.
Slowly, nine minutes passed.
"ah!"
The fairy dragon Vera screamed and was swallowed whole by a large fish that leaped out. Then, reeking of fish, she flew out of the fish's mouth, which was under a spell.
The fairy dragon failed and was eliminated, almost getting eaten by the fish.
At this moment, Garos still hadn't caught a single fish. The Crimson Silver Dragon flapped its wings, its expression already smug, its eyes gleaming with the joy of a winner.
"You dull-witted dragon, admit defeat."
Just then, Galos sensed that the number of ripples around him had increased to a certain extent, and suddenly opened his eyes.
Tail Strike Mastery! Dragon Tail Pierce!
The dragon scales converged upwards at the tip of its tail, forming a spear-like shape that tore through the lake water and pierced directly into the body of the large fish that was approaching.
Tap, tap, tap!
His tail spikes were as fast as lightning. Before the fish gathered around could react, they were pierced by the spikes and thrown out of the lake.
Galos even uses martial arts techniques when he's fishing.
Such an unsportsmanlike act made the Crimson Silver Dragon's eyes widen, and he angrily said, "Cheating! Garos, you cheated!"
Red Iron Dragon blinked and said, "A bet is a bet. I did exactly what we agreed on beforehand, without using any other unorthodox methods, just my tail."
The Crimson Silver Dragon snorted a few times, but finally reluctantly took out the potion.
"A cunning dragon."
"Let's continue. Here's another rule: no martial arts techniques allowed!"
She said defiantly.
Galos nodded and agreed.
Back in the sinkhole territory, the food provided by the Iron Dragon Mother ensured that the baby dragons never went hungry, but they weren't exactly full either. So, Garus often used his tail to fish, not for the game, but to get a full meal. He was quite skilled at it.
at the same time.
While Garoth and Red Silver Dragon continued their tail-fishing competition.
West of the Serbian wilderness lies the boiling sea and the strait of cliffs.
Dark clouds rolled in, the waves surged, and countless lightning bolts and storms clashed and roared across the sky. Amidst the gloomy clouds and torrential rain, the figures of dragons and giants could be vaguely seen locked in fierce combat.
The sense of danger in the air made the little dragons' scales stand on end slightly, and they were tense and uneasy.
Surrounded by the corpses of monsters strewn all around, the young blue dragon Heriam panted heavily, gently licking the blood from his claws.
"The war between our family and the Storm Giants has reached a fever pitch. The young dragons have almost all died out. Even we young dragons and teenage dragons have been sent to the battlefield to fight against the giants' retinues. Our lives are hanging by a thread."
He spoke calmly, his voice devoid of resentment, as if stating the facts.
In the Blue Dragon community, young dragons hold a status only slightly higher than their familiars.
Only adult dragons have a voice.
Dragons below adulthood, whether they possess family blood or were stolen or found, can only give to the family without receiving anything in return. They are exploited until they reach adulthood, then become the dominant ones, and then exploit other smaller dragons, and so on.
However, this also has its drawbacks.
If the situation becomes too dangerous or the exploitation too heavy, the little dragons will have the idea of escaping the family.
For example, right now.
The dragons fight for power in the clouds, and even their deaths are considered mere expendable resources.
"If we stay in the clan and are exploited and driven by the dragons, we will only face death."
After a pause, a resolute glint flashed in the young blue dragon's eyes.
He declared emphatically, "Now that the dragons are fighting the storm giants, it's the perfect opportunity for us to escape our clan's control."
Red, blue, green, black, white. The surrounding young dragons, each displaying one of the five colors, looked at each other in bewilderment.
After a few seconds, they finally flapped their wings and agreed.
No dragon wants to be exploited forever, especially now that there's the risk of death. Escaping the family is the best option.
"Cahill? And you?"
The young blue dragon looked to his right.
There was a female red dragon there, about the same size as him, covered in broken scales and blood. She was also a teenager, and the only one among the group of young dragons who was slightly weaker than him. She hadn't responded earlier.
"Heh, I've long been disgusted by the family rules."
After a few seconds of silence, Cahill, the Red Dragon, said this, which can be regarded as an admission of the choice to leave the family.
"Hriam, where should we go?"
The young black dragon, with its jagged bones and black scales covering its body, looked ferocious and menacing. It asked in a low, hoarse voice.
“I’ve heard the dragons say that civil war is imminent in the Federation, and the opportunity for us dragons to rise to power is just around the corner.”
"The northern wilderness of Ser is rich in mineral and biological resources, and is vast and expansive."
The young blue dragon gazed towards the direction of the Wilderness of Sel: "This will be the land where our dragons rise!"
Immediately afterwards, seven dragon shadows soared into the air amidst the torrential rain, quickly moving away from the cliffs and straits and flying towards the Sel Wilderness.
(End of this chapter)
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