Chapter 16 Growing Young Dragon

Morea looked black at the young dragon Auston who rushed over, and did not hesitate to release the Transfiguration. In human form, Morea, who only has melee ability now, does not have much combat power.

It was still the same as the Transfiguration technique before, a group of aura shrouded Moria's young body, but the light was reduced before, but now it is enlarged.

Under the terrified gaze of the young dragon Auston, the breath of Morea, who was still incomparably weak in its perception just now, seemed to be able to be bitten to death with a single pounce. The tyrannical and domineering atmosphere matched.

But it is too late to regret it now, because it has already rushed before the magical aura that has swelled to the extreme. What greets it is a big, fleshy-looking foot that sticks out of the magical aura and is wrapped in a shocking dragon's strength. .

"Bang!" As soon as Morea regained her true body, she kicked out, just hitting Aston's chest and abdomen, and its strength perfectly applied to the body of the young dragon.

"Ow!" The young dragon Auston screamed, and once again drew a beautiful parabola with his body, and sprinkled drops of scorching dragon blood along the way. It was kicked directly and vomited blood.

"Humph!" The magical aura on Morea's body completely dissipated, revealing his eight-meter-high body. For a young dragon born just over half a meter in size, and with a tail, it is only over one meter and nearly two meters, this size is very oppressive.

"You really deserve to be dragons." Morea was full of anger, her eyes were about to breathe fire, and when she spoke, a little golden dragon flame burst out from her mouth. "Anyway, I hatched all of you."

"Muria, I was wrong." Seeing Auston, who was kicked away by Morea, lying on the floor coughing up blood, the other five young dragons had already stopped attacking, and one of them was a little female dragon. Cynthia begged for mercy in a pitiful voice.

"Well, I accept your confession." Morea nodded, and there were thunderstorms in his hands, "However, as I said before, if you make a mistake, you will be punished. Just let me chop once. "

"Roar!" Hearing Morea's words, the young dragon Andre roared, "Brothers and sisters, you will be punished if you admit your mistakes. If you don't admit your mistakes, you will still be punished. Fight with him."

Then, the young dragon named Andre took the lead in launching an attack on Morea. Except for the thinnest young dragon, Renata, the other three young dragons followed.

"As expected of a red dragon with muscles in his head, can't you see the difference in size between us?" Morea sighed helplessly.

He grabbed the young dragon Andre who was pounced on him, held its tail in his right hand, and threw it high into the air. Then, Morea took Andre as a club and slammed it down. One head smashed into the dragonfly Albert.

There was a zero-distance contact between the two young dragons. With the sound of bone cracks, the fine red dragon scales fluttered, and the scorching dragon blood was thrown. The two young dragons collided and turned into an irregular spherical shape. After rolling a few laps, I turned into two waste dragons that had lost their mobility.

In the end, Morea strode forward, stretched out both hands, one in each hand, respectively grabbed the two little female dragons Cynthia and Jessica who wanted to escape.

"Let go of me, Morea, I didn't attack you." The little mother dragon Jessica struggled hard in Morea's hands.

"It's because you're too weak, Jessica, you tried to attack me twice." Morea laughed.

"Let me go, Master Morea." The little mother dragon Cynthia said coquettishly.

This kind of voice made Morea's hair stand upright. Compared with this voice, the red dragon with a ferocious appearance was full of disobedience. What's more, the red dragon in the young dragon stage has a big head and a small body, and it has no sense of beauty. Arguably.

"Cynthia, don't think about those messes, and accept the punishment obediently." Morea twitched the corners of his mouth, and the golden thunder poured into the bodies of the two little female dragons without hesitation.

"Ah!!!" Two shrill screams sounded at the same time, then gradually turned from high-pitched to weak, and finally disappeared.

"Bang!" The two dragon-shaped black charcoal was thrown directly by Moreya's feet, and then Moreya stood still, and a six-meter-long thunder spear gradually condensed and formed in his hands.

"Huh?" Morea looked at the three hatchlings that he had already beaten, and after a moment's thought, he split the Thunder Spear into two, turning them into two three-meter-long "short spears". .

Then, under the guidance of Morea's mental power, the two thunder "short spears" precisely focused on the two brothers, Andre and Albert, who were lying together and pretending to be dead.

"Ow!" After two short and urgent screams, the two young dragons turned into "black dragons" with blue smoke on their bodies.

"It's you next, Auston." Morea walked to a dent in her chest and abdomen, and was in front of the hatchling who was coughing up blood.

"Well, let's owe it first, and I'll punish you when you're injured." Morea thought about what Jin Longniang said, and didn't impose any more punishment on Auston. He didn't know how much the baby dragon could bear. , he was really worried that he would kill Auston if he hit too hard.

"Finally, it's you, Renata." Morea looked at the little female dragon huddled in the corner, feeling a little amused. A red dragon with an arrogant personality was actually afraid of him.

"Master Morea, I was wrong. I just watched them all rush out, so I rushed too, I didn't think about attacking you." The thin little female dragon Renata shrank her head, aggrieved Baba explained.

"Well, I understand, herd mentality." Morea walked to the little female dragon, held Renata in both hands, and stared at her red eyes: "However, the punishment should still be punished, but I can be lighter. ."

"Zizi." This time, it was a very small thunderbolt that rushed to the little female dragon. Although the electricity made her body tremble, it was not so painful that she screamed.

"Okay, that's it." Morea turned the scales on her body slightly black, but she could still see the red little female dragon and put it back on the ground, "Remember, no matter what you do, you have to think more, don't follow blindly."

"Is that so? Master Morea." Renata looked at her four brothers and sisters who had turned into "black" dragons, who were in a state of fainting, and the eldest brother who had already vomited blood and vomited into a coma. , compared to them, the damage she received was too minor.

"Children who obediently admit their mistakes, although they have to be punished, must be lighter than those who do not admit their mistakes." Morea looked at the little female dragon with some amusing.

This little female dragon, he felt that he was born of the wrong race, should not be born in the five-color dragon clan, but should be born in the metal dragon clan. But speaking of it, without him, with the pitiful hatching rate of the dragon eggs of the Red Dragon clan, Renata would not be able to come to this world.

"Sophia, go and prepare enough jerky, these little dragons need enough food to recover from their injuries." Morea instructed the head maid who had been watching the play in the room.

"Follow your orders, Master Morea." The head maid Sophia nodded and led a few dragonborn maids out of the room to prepare enough jerky.

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The boring days passed. After the six young dragons were cleaned up one by one by Morea, they became much more honest, and they did not resist him anymore, and were kept in the room by him honestly. And Allston, after he recovered from his injuries, received his belated electric shock. Holding back anger, secretly resentful...

The days of doing nothing are quite boring, so Morea often flew to the islands around the crystal castle to wander around. When he was most bored, he also dived into the sea to catch fish, and flew into the sky to compete with seabirds.

Of course, when doing these things, Morea had a group of "tails" following him firmly to protect him, but he didn't become a brain-dead "Second Generation Ancestor" and ran far and wide.

Morea, who has a general understanding of the world of Erathia from the books, still has a good idea of ​​his current position. There are too many creatures in this world that can easily kill him.

If he really wants to go everywhere, he has to survive hundreds of years, and now he should honestly hide under the protection of Jin Longniang.

According to Morea's plan, he intends to stay in the Titan Islands, eat and sleep all day, sleep and eat, occasionally read books and look at the scenery, and spend hundreds of years in such a relaxed way.

However, such an idea has only appeared for a few months, and he has no choice to continue to be a salted fish. Because Morea found that the dragonfly he raised was growing as fast as when he was just born. A sense of urgency came over him.

"Wow!" Morea broke through the sea with a black phosphorus sea fish more than five meters long and walked onto the beach. Behind him, six-armed naga with beautiful faces and slightly flirtatious swaying with long snake tails followed.

There are also a large number of giants with blue-purple skin standing near the sea, their strong upper body exposed to the sea surface, and their lower body soaked in the sea surface, they are tidal giants that can control the waves.

"His Royal Highness Moreya, your speed under the sea is getting faster and faster, even those of us who have been born in the sea will not be able to catch up with your speed."

A Naga closest to Morea complimented in common language, and the Naga warriors behind her turned their faces away.

"Haha." Morea glanced at the Naga leader who was clumsily flattering. Neither the Golden Dragon nor the Titan belonged to the marine race, let alone the Golden Dragon or the Fire Dragon.

Morea can rely on his tyrannical innate racial qualities to move freely under the sea, but compared with the real marine race, it is definitely far worse.

"Leader Diana, that's all for today, let's go." Morea didn't say much, spread out the generous bat-shaped golden dragon wings and flew towards the crystal castle.

Moreya walked into the room, still staring at six pairs of red dragon pupils. At first, Moreya didn't care about such eyes, but now, he began to feel pressure.

Because of the masters of these six pairs of dragon pupils, their body size has grown to more than two meters, and together with the tail, it is a four-meter-long young dragon. It can be expected that the size of these six young dragons will continue to increase.