Chapter 219 Dragon Lord

"Ah"

Not far away, the broken walls and ruins were shaking, and a weak roar came.

That was the young white dragon Tinia.

She was buried by the collapsed building, and she felt severe pain all over her body. Her simple brain was unusually confused. She only remembered that she saw a terrifying red star, and then it was like falling into a dream, leaving only some intermittent pictures.

The white dragon, which was scorched all over but had extremely strong vitality, struggled to dig out the debris and dragged its scarred body out of the ruins.

The white dragon's head with fine stones on it poked out, and its eyes slowly opened.

The vertical pupils suddenly enlarged, and the jaw opened slightly.

At this moment, Tinia saw a scene that she would never forget in her life.

——The red dragon was stepping on the huge monster body like a hill. He spread his wide wings, raised his head and roared with power.

The nearly 20-meter-long strong dragon body was covered with bright, armor-like hard scales, and the large horns on its head were like a crown, and sulfur-smelling smoke was everywhere.

The monster under its feet exuded a familiar smell. It was Wagner, the enemy she had wanted to kill countless times in the past hundred years.

"So big, so strong."

Tinia thought excitedly.

Her simple brain could not hold too many languages, so she could only think of these few words.

Since birth, she has been the most powerful existence in the tribe with special blood. Her brothers and sisters in the same nest even starved to death because they could not snatch food from her mouth, leaving only her cub. Even though the mother dragon was killed and she was imprisoned in the Midnight Demon Tower, Tinia always had an instinctive pride and did not bow to this humble human.

But at this moment, the white dragon saw for the first time a true existence that she could look up to.

The joy of the enemy being killed, the mood of Mu Qiang, and some indescribable emotions filled the heart of the young white dragon, making her heart pound, and the short and thick tail even began to shake from side to side.

"Is this white dragon awake too?"

Casius also noticed the awakened white dragon.

The red dragon was slightly relieved. After all, this was the first real dragon follower under his command. Although it sounded a bit cheap as a "white beast", it at least had the noble bloodline of the ancestral dragon.

If it was really killed by a thunderbolt, it would be a pity.

"Although it was a pitfall that almost screwed me over, it was a real dragon after all."

Thinking of this, Casius whistled softly, and a golden beam of vitality suddenly fell from the sky, sprinkling on the scarred body of the white dragon, quickly healing it as before.

【Dragon's Breath】

However, this white dragon has been weak after hundreds of years of blood extraction, flesh digging, and experiments by Wagner. If it were an ordinary white dragon, it would have gone to see Tiamat long ago. This spell can only barely heal its external injuries.

"Ah!"

Tinya felt the vitality gradually recovering in her body and groaned happily.

She pulled her whole body out of the ruins, came to Cassius joyfully, bent down again, pressed her head against the ground to show her submission, and exposed her fragile neck.

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Cassius stared at the white dragon's shaking tail and suddenly had a strange sense of déjà vu, like seeing the local dog at home when he was a child.

But he tried his best to maintain a majestic posture and said to the white dragon:

"Cassius. Klauber. Norikius, your future master, remember this name."

Tinya raised her head slightly and nervously uttered the first sentence of dragon language she learned to speak.

"Master."

"Very good."

Cassius was quite satisfied with this.

Due to the magical nature of real dragons, their mutual submission is contractual in nature, which will form an effect similar to the classic seven-ring spell [Dragon Oath].

This also proves that the white dragon is truly submissive from the heart.

Hearing the response, Tinija was immediately ecstatic.

"Master!"

She repeated the still unfamiliar dragon language word.

The white dragon licked the red dragon's claws flatteringly, rubbing its scaly cheeks against its thick forelimbs, as if expressing intimacy, and the tail behind it was still shaking constantly.

But Cassius couldn't help but pull out his front paws, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

"Could it be-"

"Is this white dragon in estrus?"

Without time to care about these trivial matters, Cassius looked at the panel, which had already refreshed many messages, but he had focused on the tense battle from beginning to end and didn't pay attention to it deliberately.

Now he can finally browse the refreshed panel information.

[Achievement Obtained [Dragon Master]]

[Dragon Master]

"Dragons are usually proud creatures. To become their master, you may have to spend hundreds of years to cultivate from a dragon egg, but even the weakest white dragon often turns against those whimsical and overconfident "masters". Unless you have a much stronger power than this dragon, never try to make a dragon surrender.

However, sometimes, a more powerful dragon will become the master of another dragon. This often happens between evil five-colored dragons. - Aloysius, Dragon Scholar"

Passive characteristics obtained:

[Thin ancestral dragon bloodline]

[You trace back to the bloodline of more than ten thousand years ago and feel the afterglow of the dragons of ancient times.

Your size will be larger, your breath will be more deadly, and your body will be closer to those ancient and powerful ancestral dragons. And your followers can also share this great honor and gain further evolution. ]

Casius only felt a stream of powerful seeds of power entering his body, and as the dragon blood flowed in the hot basal blood vessels, he couldn't wait to grow and release.

And he closed his eyes slightly, and countless phantoms of the past appeared in his mind.

Those huge dragons of various shapes, as big as mountains, roared, and spread their wings that were thousands of meters wide and covered the sky. It was hard to imagine that such a huge life form had ever existed between heaven and earth.

And farther away, there was a colorful metal disc that was boundless, which was the emblem symbol of the nine-faced dragon god Io.

In the inheritance passed down from generation to generation by dragons, the god Io chose to concentrate his will, not only to live in the world of elements, but also to give the elements themselves life and soul of the mortal blood. In order to accommodate the terrible power of the elements that gained life, Io had to use great strength and tenacity to shape the mortal blood.

So he created the most powerful mortal creature: the dragon.

This is also the origin of the original ancestral dragons, many of which are comparable to gods, including the now famous five-colored dragon queen Tiamat and platinum dragon king Bahamut.

Cassius' body trembled slightly, and he finally felt the heaviness of this power.

"This is the ancestral dragon."

"So why did it become what it is now?"

Today's dragons are a group with thin blood and have been weakened countless times, but they are still extremely powerful and occupy a place in various planes. This makes Cassius think of the glory of the dragon clan's rule in ancient times.