Sunrise and sunset, six years quietly passed by.
The storm season in the Sel Wilderness had ended, and it reverted to its usual sweltering heat, with the sunlight pouring down on the wilderness like molten gold.
But even the most intense sunlight.
Couldn’t penetrate the steam of the Steam Rift, shrouded in fog like clouds.
This place is a forbidden zone where most creatures avoid.
Zoom!
A Gale Giant Eagle swept across the sky, as quick as lightning.
With a wingspan of ten ters, its feathers clung tightly to its body, minimizing air resistance, and surrounded by wind elental energy, it flew at an incredible speed, streaking across the sky like a green bolt of lightning.
The Gale Giant Eagle flew over the Steam Rift.
It noticed the rift below, emitting hissing steam. Having hunted and eaten its fill, it suddenly felt playful.
The giant eagle flapped its wings, diving towards the Steam Rift.
It soared through the sky without restraint, its azure feathers cutting through the dense mist, leaving distinct vacuum traces.
It sotis dived vertically, then pulled up sharply just before touching the boiling rift, leaving the steam swirling behind it.
It sotis made sharp side turns, gliding through gaps between two opposing steam columns, causing the scorching mist to condense into spiral cloud rings behind it.
The Gale Giant Eagle grew more excited, beginning to challenge the most dangerous part of the Steam Rift.
There, hundreds of high-pressure steam columns erupted randomly, even the most agile swifts dared not venture there.
Its wings folded into a spindle shape, wind elents ford sharp shock waves at the tips of its feathers, slicing through like scissors cutting through cloth, deftly navigating every lethal gap in the steam maze, brushing past erupting steam columns.
After several seconds.
As the eagle completed its last barrel roll, ready to soar into the clouds.
A terrifying aura suddenly surged from the depths of the rift.
Every feather on the eagle rose in alert.
One mont, it was reveling in the thrill of speed, the next, its heart felt like it was clenched by an invisible hand.
A predator beyond its understanding had awakened.
The Steam Rift below began to churn, not with slow eruptions, but as if stirred by the breath of a giant beast, all steam columns twisted and exploded at once, forming a chaotic sea of mist.
Boom——!!!
The steam clouds were violently torn apart, a crimson figure shot skyward at an almost absurd speed.
The Gale Giant Eagle could not even see what it was, only catching a fleeting shadow, and a tail trail like that of a cot behind it.
Instinctively, the Gale Giant Eagle flapped its wings, fleeing at full speed.
It used its ultimate technique—Hurricane Ascent.
This was its proud escape skill.
When ascending vertically, wind elents ford a spiral around it, drastically boosting its speed, once allowing it to escape the clutches of an adult Dragon.
But this ti, it heard a sharp shriek from behind.
Swoosh——!
The crimson shadow caught up, appearing above it in a backward flight.
For the first ti, the eagle clearly saw the predator up close.
A Dragon! It was a Dragon!
It was covered in black overlapping Dragon Scales, slicing through the air with sounds like countless blades being unsheathed, its wings massive and exaggerated, not traditional mbranous wings.
Its wing mbranes were covered in crimson fine scales, and the distribution of these Dragon Scales was not smooth.
At the wing roots, tips, and edges... six silver Crystal Bones protruded from the wing mbranes, fanning out in a radial pattern, with the tips spraying dense, fiery yet steam-like dark red fla streams, trailing long marks behind it.
Like a cot tearing through the sky, leaving a destructive light tail behind.
It deliberately slowed down, the fla streams on its Dragon Wings dissipating, flying parallel to the eagle.
This action, more than a direct kill, filled the eagle with fear; the Dragon seed to savor the hunt.
The Gale Giant Eagle screeched loudly.
It frantically unleashed its magic, wrapping it around its wings, overloading its speed, twisting and turning in the air, trying to shake off the hunting Giant Dragon.
The Dragon didn’t imdiately pursue, waiting for a mont before leisurely flapping its Dragon Wings.
Boom!
Dark red fla streams surged behind its wings.
Its speed soared instantly, chasing close behind the Gale Giant Eagle, its originally black Dragon Scales rubbing against the air, nearly turned into a fiery red, like a crimson teor streaking across the heavens.
The eagle sensed the danger coming from behind.
But its speed had already reached its limit and could not be increased further.
As the Dragon Shadow flashed by, the Giant Eagle’s vision suddenly spun, its head already separated from its body.
The Giant Dragon clutched the Giant Eagle’s body with one claw, folded its wings, and descended to the ground. The gaps between its scales were still steaming from the residual heat of high-speed flight, its pair of wings resembling a peerless deadly weapon drawn from its sheath.
This Dragon was none other than Galos, who had just ended Dragon Sleep.
"The trail of wing flas is like a cot streaking across the sky."
"I’ll call you Celestial Cot Wings then."
Galos shook his brand-new Dragon Wings, nodding in satisfaction.
In his past life, he played a ga called Monster Hunter. Now that he thought about it, many characteristics of the Dragon Race in the ga were worth referencing; the inspiration for naming and envisioning the Dragon Wings ca partly from there.
"The only flaw is, the energy consumption is too high."
"I use magic energy as fuel, and each burst of acceleration leads to massive consumption."
"In the future, I’ll beco a Martial Dragon, combining magic energy and life energy to form more resilient and dense Dragon Qi, which might better handle the energy consumption."
Galos mused to himself.
After Dragon Sleep and evolution, Galos was now extrely hungry. He first feasted voraciously, quickly devouring the Gale Giant Eagle he had just hunted, and then he took the leisure to re-examine and scrutinize his own changes.
First.
His life level directly reached 9th level from 7th.
This is a life level that only a young Golden Dragon could possess, and now Galos was 14 years old, still two years away from youth.
In terms of physical size.
His length from head to tail reached 12 ters, equivalent to the size of a young Dragon. Moreover, Galos was stronger than a Red Dragon; the muscles beneath his Scale Armor were robust and powerful. If there were another 12-ter-long young Dragon standing next to him, it would be overshadowed like a twig.
The fully extended Dragon Wings could reach 26 ters, more than twice his body length.
There were also slight changes in Galos’s appearance.
The addition of silver Crystal Bones and jet structures at the tip of his Dragon Wings need not be elaborated upon.
The spines on his face had beco more nurous and dense, his mouth protruding with the fierce fangs of a Red Dragon. The keratin around his upper and lower jaws seed like a steel texture, and the base of his Dragon Horns was encased in shovel-shaped tallic bones, protruding and winding backward like a crown.
The features of an Iron Dragon and a Red Dragon were still evident on his body.
Apart from the Explosive Scales on his back, dense spines grew along his spine, extending all the way to the end of his Dragon Tail.
His Dragon Tail had beco thicker and longer, with scales so dense yet slightly uplifted, exposing blade-like sharp edges that would create dense, lacerating wounds akin to a thousand cuts when whipped against an enemy.
Aside from these external manifestations,
Galos also awakened two Magic-like Skills.
Flaming Claw — derived from the Red Dragon Bloodline.
Hardened Body — derived from the Iron Dragon Bloodline.
Whether Iron Dragon or Red Dragon, these Magic-like Skills are usually only awakened by young Dragons.
The Red and Iron Dragon Races are both adept at close combat; the two Magic-like Skills Galos awakened from his bloodline still enhance his lee abilities.
As for long-range combat,
As an excellent hybrid, Galos had access to three types of Dragon Breath, along with Explosive Scales for bombardnt.
It was currently sufficient for his use.
Moreover, all Dragons are natural Mages, and as they age, they will inevitably awaken more Magic-like Skills. The Magic-Like Skills of a young Dragon are just the beginning, and Galos was not even a young Dragon yet.
As for magic, relying on knowledge rather than bloodline,
It is often sothing Dragons only start to explore and learn once they reach adulthood or later when their developnt slows, because before this, the Magic-like Skills they awaken and their continuously growing bodies are much more practical than magic.
Galos flicked his tail.
Within the muscles under his Dragon Scale, he sensed a vague electric current but it was very weak and not tangible.
"This aspect of the evolution was not successful."
"This ti the evolution mainly focused on the wings."
Galos pondered while feeling the faint electrical sensation within him.
The hunger pangs had not dissipated yet.
Seized by stomach rumbles, he did not continue to assess himself, but instead soared into the air on his wings, hunting in the surrounding area. After a day-long hunt and multiple feedings, the hunger finally subsided, leaving him less ravenous.
It was now nightti.
The dual moons hung high in the night sky, casting soft rays of light.
"Needleleaf Valley, Crescent Valley, and Wailing Cliff, I wonder what has changed in these six years."
"I should head back to take a look at the situation first."
Galos devoured the last prey, which was the size of an elephant, ending his hunt, and flapped his wings to fly first towards Needleleaf Valley.
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