Chapter 257 The Young Red Dragon, A Variable
On the fertile plains under the wind and snow, Red Iron Dragon was gently stretching his body when a fine, stinging sensation suddenly came from all over his body. He tensed his muscles slightly, and the bleeding from those tiny wounds immediately stopped.
He looked at his scales, which were covered in cracks.
Few dragons would train themselves by having their familiars attack them like this. The number of battle marks on his black and red scales has increased considerably, and once these cracks heal, some of them will form battle marks.
"At this rate, I might reach adulthood, or at the latest, middle age, and my scales will be covered with battle marks."
"In addition, my Cold Scale has a special structure, with no temper marks present. Temper marks are mainly found on the inner layer of dragon scales."
"If in the future, if any of my kind, or any creature that knows about dragons, see that I am clean and think that I am not good at fighting, and then provoke me, attack me, and break my Cold Scales and suddenly see that I am covered in battle marks, I wonder what their reaction will be. Hmm, they might be very surprised."
Thinking of this, Hong Tielong's lips curled into a playful smile.
"Praise be to the Dragon Lord, your scales have become even stronger."
The snake woman slowly exhaled, lowered her head, and said respectfully.
When the lord of the border region first sought her out as a sparring partner, her sword could still leave relatively deep marks on him. However, as the number of times increased, the Red Iron Dragon Scales rapidly improved their resistance to sharp weapons.
Until now.
With her unparalleled sword power, although she could still break through the dragon's scales, she could only barely sever the outermost layer of flesh and blood, and could not cause any truly effective damage.
This rate of growth, visible to the naked eye, is nothing short of terrifying.
Galos nodded slightly and said, "Naris, take your weapons to Black Iron Plains and have the alchemists refine and strengthen them. The materials are good, but the forging techniques are too rough."
The Serpent Queen Swordsman is a great sparring partner.
Because of her presence, Garos's resistance to sharp damage has increased significantly, and it hasn't reached its limit yet, so he values her quite a bit.
"Next time, I hope your sword will be sharper, leaving a deeper wound on me."
Upon hearing this, the snake woman replied, "Naris will not let you down."
As she spoke, she felt increasingly grateful for the choice she had made.
Red Iron Dragon could exhaust her stamina by attacking her, yet he remained unmoved.
Although this was partly due to her not deliberately targeting weaknesses for attack, Red Iron Dragon did not retaliate at all.
If it really came down to a life-or-death battle, given her physique, if she were hit by the Red Iron Dragon's attacks a few times, the battle would basically be over.
The pride of the Serpent Sword Saint.
After several sparring sessions with Red Iron Dragon, it was completely shattered.
On the other side, White Dragon Therese squatted on the ground, craning her neck to look around.
“This Naris usually acts aloof and arrogant even in front of a noble and strong dragon like me.”
"But when Galus arrived, her ecological niche plummeted, and she immediately became as docile as a lamb."
She flicked her tail, feeling pleased that the outcome was exactly as she had expected.
Since she grasped the theory of dynamic niches, whenever she got angry, just thinking about this theory would gradually dissipate the rage that was inherent in her dragon bloodline. Over time, Therese's mentality became more and more peaceful, which made her learning magic easier and more efficient.
Galos noticed the white dragon's expression of 'seeing the truth' and 'just as I thought'.
He was speechless, but he could roughly guess what she was thinking.
"Garos, when will the Ironforge tribe have any new young dragons?"
Under Galos's gaze, the white dragon Therese propped herself up and took the opportunity to ask, her tone full of anticipation.
She was somewhat impatient, eager to experience the feeling of humiliating a young dragon from above.
"It will come when it's meant to be."
"Garos said."
The families in the borderlands were also looking for traces of dragons while they were active, but they never found any. The same was true for the scouts in the permafrost tundra and the Sel Wilderness.
Both the border areas and the Serbian wilderness are quite vast.
Moreover, while dragons are not exactly rare, they are certainly not common either. The names of Dragon Valley and the Ironforge Tribe have not yet been widely known, so encountering other young dragons requires a bit of luck.
Galos briefly instructed his followers to guard the abyssal rift, then flapped his wings and vanished in the blink of an eye, swept away by the gale.
Dragon Nest, Steel Fortress.
The majestic fortress stands atop the cliff, unmoved by the wind and snow.
Its overall shape is not very symmetrical. The sharp towers resemble dragon horns, and the walls have many casting marks and cracks. When densely arranged, they form dragon patterns. At first glance, the appearance is somewhat rough, but it has a unique beauty. It is a fortress building that is very much in line with the dragon style. The main guards are bears and dragons.
At this moment, the Red Iron Dragon appeared in the sky above the Burning Steel Fortress.
He folded his wings, slowly descended, and landed directly on a raised terrace, his claws striking the hard metal floor.
Garros stood on the edge of the terrace, looking down and taking in the entire scenery of Dragon Valley.
By this time, the minor wounds left on his body by the Sword Saint had mostly healed.
Galos's regeneration rate has been increasing.
Although it's still far from the super-fast regeneration that's like thorns in battle, it's steadily improving, allowing him to recover quickly from his injuries after a fight.
Of course, this rapid recovery is not without cost; it consumes his energy.
Galos took out a bucket of 95% black oil from his spatial ring and gulped it down. He immediately felt a surge of energy, as the energy he had just consumed was greatly replenished.
With the development of the gold refining industry.
The production of high-grade black oil, such as 95 Black Oil, which Garos used to be reluctant to drink regularly, has increased, and he can now occasionally enjoy it to his heart's content.
Guess the color!
"I am the nascent flame, and also the withering maple leaf; I symbolize forbidden danger, and also represent ultimate passion."
"—Hybrid dragon, what color am I?"
Accompanied by cheering sounds, the Crimson Silver Dragon emerged from the arched doorway behind the terrace.
"red."
Galos pondered for a few seconds and came to an answer.
"You got it right! Now it's your turn to ask a riddle."
"The Crimson Silver Dragon said happily."
"Wait, I need to exercise to relieve the heat now."
As the 95% black oil transformed into fiery energy within his body, flames spewed from his mouth and nose as he spoke. Then, he flapped his dragon wings and flew into Dragon Valley, where he began training at the location where the super-weighted items were kept.
The Crimson Silver Dragon was not idle either.
She couldn't drink the black oil, but she followed Garros' example and drank a bottle of magic potion that could stimulate her body's activity, and then trained with the strong red iron dragon.
Sunrise and sunset, snowflakes falling softly.
In the blink of an eye, several months have passed, and it is now the beginning of the new calendar year 251.
Boom boom boom!
With each deep breath, a series of drumbeats echoed from Red Iron Dragon's chest as he used Blood Burst Technique to train his heart.
Suddenly, I felt a gentle tapping on my blood vessels.
"Garos, at the hidden outpost on the border of the Estonian Great River, a young dragon has been spotted crossing the river and flying towards the border area."
The voice of Iron Dragon Sorog resonated in Garros's heart through their blood ties.
Tell me in detail.
Galos slowly exhaled and responded.
"The information came from the spies of the Mad Frogmen who live in the river."
The Frogmen are primarily aquatic creatures. After the Ironforge tribe unified the border regions, they discovered a Frogmen clan on the Estonian River and quickly subdued them. Now, they are mainly located on the southern riverbank and are responsible for trade and guard duties.
"They smelled the dragon's blood in the water and then discovered a young female red dragon flying across the Estonian River."
After a pause, Iron Dragon Sorog continued, "However, the Red Dragon is not in good condition. It is bleeding along the way and is injured, as if it is being chased."
"Wait, we just received new information: a dwarven cavalry unit with golems is crossing the river and pursuing the red dragon in the direction it fled."
Coming from the direction of the Sel Wilderness.
They were being hunted down.
dwarf.
Red Iron Dragon stopped his heart-strengthening exercise, a glint of light flashing in his eyes, and said, "Tell the retinue not to make any rash moves and to keep as hidden as possible."
After thinking for a moment, he said, "Let's call Samantha and the head of the workshop, and go there ourselves."
If they belong to the Federation's regular army, they will need communication tools.
Just in case, it's best to bring along an alchemist who can block communication.
After more than a year of peaceful life, new changes have occurred in the Ironforge tribe. After ending the call with Sorog, the Red Iron Dragon stretched its mighty body and suddenly took to the air.
(End of this chapter)
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