Is this what flying feels like?
Amazing!
Having controlled the second human form for a long ti, Duncan gradually began adapting to the structure of the giant dragon’s body. Although he still struggled with combat, he was already moving freely in daily walking and swimming. However, it never reached the convenience and comfort of being human.
The juvenile dragon’s first flight, he couldn’t resist entering the second human form and discovered that flying was actually simpler than walking, as long as he focused on controlling the wings.
The Wind of Magic roared around the body of the giant dragon.
Duncan experienced it for a bit, then switched back to the god’s perspective. His control wasn’t that skilled yet, but he would beco more accustod with ti. However, he couldn’t stand the diet habits of the dragon.
——Big Horned Moose (one-star Whiteboard).
In the vast wind and snow, the silhouette of the juvenile dragon skimd the surface at low altitude. The Northern Land’s winds were a bit piercing, and the second human form’s body wasn’t large enough. Flying high turned everything into a white blur, affecting its speed.
"With the current flying ability, I guess I can’t reach the stratosphere."
Duncan roughly calculated that the juvenile dragon’s flight ceiling was around five thousand ters. To fly above the clouds like an airplane, it would require superior physical fitness, which its current constitution couldn’t quite handle.
——Fantastic! Little one!
——That’s right. Dragons are born to soar the skies.
——Now then.
——You should learn the next survival course.
One bubble after another erged.
The inheritance mory of the dragon race began to stir, and so fragnted images directly surfaced in Duncan’s mind, similar to experiencing many VR perspectives in a virtual ga. It all ca transmitted from the ancestor-level giant dragons.
In the first image, a giant dragon swiftly ascended by flapping its wings, like a vertically rising fighter jet.
Nurous images fused on the projection screen, finally forming into a combat skill.
——Rapid Ascent (Dragon Specialty) [Mastery Level 5%]: A battle inheritance from dragon race mory, it significantly increases the speed of ascending through explosive body strength outbursts, used to escape danger or pursue enemies, but it consus a large amount of the Energy Bar.
(Must be mastered through repeated training, can be entrusted to dragon inheritance mory for training.)
What to say about this combat skill?
Deathwing, when it made its appearance, didn’t it have a move of charging upwards?
That’s the posture, looks slightly cool, and the montum is impressive too.
However, the Energy Bar consumption is huge. The instantaneous explosive force, like a skyrocketing rocket, makes it almost impossible to use repeatedly.
In god’s perspective.
The first small picture fra on the projection page disappeared quickly, and soon the second one appeared.
A giant dragon dived down as if it were a fighter jet, resembling a golden eagle hunting, but with a larger body, allowing it to attack more parts.
——Fierce Dive (Dragon Specialty) [Mastery Level 5%]: A battle inheritance from dragon race mory, using the explosive power of dragon wings to directly dive and attack the target. Additional effects: knockdown, trample, heavy hit.
(The greater the body weight, the stronger the explosive lethality, with a chance to trigger deadly trample on smaller creatures, can knock down most creatures of equivalent size and strength.)
This move has imnse destructive power.
It’s not at all comparable to ordinary claw strikes or tearing bites. Gravity acceleration plus its own explosive power, like so large raptors, can kill even moderately sized predators.
"Seems like the dragon inheritance combat skills require slow personal practice."
It’s not that they can’t be used, just that the actions aren’t standard.
The combat techniques taught by the dragon inheritance mory are like a projection in the mind, constantly echoing, and can be practiced by following along until fully mastered.
"Let give it a try."
Through god’s perspective, Duncan quickly locked onto a target.
The cold wind was biting!
With the whistling wind, the Big Horned Moose in the distance seed to sense an instinctual danger. If it were other predators, it might still resist with its sharp antlers, but now, rely seeing a flicker of icy blue-white shadow, the fear ingrained in its genetic instincts made it instantly start fleeing.
Dragon!
There was virtually no chance for resistance.
With the ability to fly, the juvenile dragon’s hunting range greatly expanded, and its safety also dramatically increased. Its ferocious, majestic figure swept through the nearly hundred-ter mid-air, while in the cold-climate forest below, over a dozen Big Horned Moose were scattering and fleeing in all directions.
The towering trees affected Duncan’s pouncing angles. He herded the panic-stricken Big Horned Moose toward a more open area to escape.
Opportunity flashed by!
The juvenile dragon’s figure suddenly swooped down, like a diving golden eagle, moving too fast to catch with the naked eye. Amidst the wind and snow, only a white shadow flashed past.
The next second, the Big Horned Moose’s mournful bleat was cut short in its throat.
Crunch!
The Big Horned Moose’s entire skeleton fractured, its neck crushed by the dragon claw, and the sharp dragon claw pierced into it, even disemboweling its belly. The enormous weight along with the dive’s trample left the beast with no chance to react, killing it with all its bones shattered.
"So powerful!"
"If it had hit with a diving attack, even my first human form could barely withstand!"
"The dragon’s talent is too insane."
The hungry juvenile dragon had already started feasting, a habit Duncan found hard to adjust to. The juvenile dragon crunched on bones with crisp sounds, and the giant dragon, just awoken from dormancy, was extrely hungry, even gnawing the Big Horned Moose’s head into pieces, savoring its brain as creamy as butter.
From god’s perspective, the juvenile dragon’s row of sharp teeth resembled a rasping file.
At so point, sharp dragon bones grew at the end of the juvenile dragon’s two sides of dragon wings, aning that when wielding its wings, it resembled a spear.
When the juvenile dragon spread its wings, the span already exceeded three ters.
A Big Horned Moose over four hundred pounds was devoured in just over ten minutes, leaving only its antlers on the ground, and even the intestines were consud as if they were spicy strips, with the juvenile dragon’s instinctive feeding seeming to particularly relish such things.
"Damn it, how can the wildlife be enough for you to eat!"
Duncan’s expression was grave as he murmured, "A moose grows this big, it takes many years, and eating it in one al only leaves you half full."
Indeed.
The juvenile dragon was still not full.
Duncan had to rely on his god-like perspective to track again, and after half an hour, captured another Big Horned Moose, which added up to about half a ton before the juvenile dragon let out a satisfied belch.
Heavens!
Nearly half a ton of prey, enough for Duncan to provide an extra al for a thousand-strong British Legion.
The two moose together weighed around eight or nine hundred pounds, and the juvenile dragon didn’t even weigh that much, yet it seed like it could eat a bit more.
—— Hmm. Little one.
—— Your appetite is a bit too voracious.
—— If this continues.
—— The nearby animals will be all eaten by you, you’d better not drive them to extinction.
A series of bubbles appeared.
After entering its rapid growth phase, the draconic inheritance seed to have realized that this peculiar dragon’s astonishing appetite had grown even more outrageous.
If things go on like this, the local food chain would likely collapse under its consumption.
"No way."
"Recruitnt of dragon vassals and servants needs to be put on the agenda."
Duncan felt that with the dragon developing this way, a small kingdom might be needed in the future to sustain it. Only animal husbandry could support its astonishing appetite, and the wild animals outside might be driven to extinction by it in just a few months.
The snowstorm seed to have lessened a little.
Duncan maneuvered the juvenile dragon to ascend rapidly, its figure skimming over the nearby snow-capped mountains, searching for a new nesting spot near steep cliffs. With the ability to fly freely, the juvenile dragon had best build its Dragon’s Nest in a place unreachable by conventional ans.
After flying around this area, no suitable place was found for the ti being, but there were several preliminary spots, although all required him to dig out by himself.
Unintentionally.
Duncan had flown to a place he’d scouted earlier, marked by a campfire on the strategic map.
—— Ancient Catman Tribe.
As Duncan approached, he suddenly seed to hear a desolate horn sound, and then slled a hint of blood with the dragon’s keen sense of sll.
The juvenile dragon’s figure dove down, sweeping past trees dozens of ters tall, approaching the Catman Tribe ahead.
—— Northern Bear (Two-Star Silver-Gray).
Through the god-like perspective, Duncan saw so excessively bulky, sturdy warriors; they didn’t share the human features of Catn but were humanoid bear monsters, sowhat resembling polar bears, appearing more primitive, relying on thick snow-white fur to resist the cold, with fewer weapons, mostly attacking with sharp claws directly.
They seed to be an incompletely evolved humanoid species, with bear paws incapable of dividing into five agile fingers.
The battle had been raging for a while.
The enemy numbers weren’t many, only about a dozen Bearn, but with larger physiques, their physical prowess was overwhelmingly superior. The advantage of the Catn was in their weaponry, even wielding sharp long knives; they were smaller and quite agile, fully displaying the agility of feline creatures.
But Northern Bearn could afford many mistakes, while they could only afford one.
Crack!
With a piercing scream, a spotted female Catman was grabbed and torn in half, spilling intestines and hot steam onto the ground.
She had been quite agile, previously maneuvering between two Northern Bearn, narrowly avoiding danger each ti.
But this ti she erred, and with her death, two more Catn nearby were swiftly crushed by giant bear paws, their swing imnse, claws slashing open bellies.
"These are at least at Expert Level in combat skills."
Hovering in the sky for a mont, Duncan was slightly tempted, as Form Two of the human form had too few combat skills; its claws and fangs were at Master Level.
"Find an opportunity to kill one?"
Woo woo woo!
Just then, a desolate horn sounded again, and at the rear of the Ancient Catman Tribe, a faint spiritual light appeared on a simple altar, not very conspicuous in the wind and snow, but as the stones around the altar lit up with visible ghostly glows, the Catman Priest, who had been kneeling in prayer, stood up, and cried out in a hoarse voice, "Great Ancestral Spirit!"
"Please protect us!"
In an instant.
A row of characters flashed across the projection page.
"Detected spell fluctuation."
"Detected spirit being appearance."
One by one, half-real, half-illusory figures appeared beside the ancient Catman Priest, gradually solidifying, even carrying weapons and armor, like agile leopards joining the battle.
—— High-tier Catman Hunter (Ancestral Spirit)(Priest Heroic Spirit)(Three-Star Whiteboard)!
—— Praised Hunter-Cook (Ancestral Spirit)(Lower Heroic Spirit)(Three-Star Silver-Gray)!
—— Catman Totem Warrior (Ancestral Spirit)(Priest Heroic Spirit)(Three-Star Whiteboard)!
Heroic Spirits?!
Duncan looked quite surprised.
These should be creatures summoned through Ritual Magic, two unnad, one nad, marked as ’Praised Hunter.’
—— Praised Hunter-Cook [Lower Heroic Spirit]: Unlike other Ancestral Spirits of Catman Priests, Cook had a bit of legend in this world. He was a renowned famous hunter, even after death, recognized as a Lower Heroic Spirit with a na and reputation.
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