Chapter 497: Chapter 355: Dragonfolk (2)
Before even truly reaching the colossal body of the Giant Dragon, his knees obediently knelt down, sliding for several meters on the smooth, mirror-like metal floor, and finally, in the most humble posture, knelt before the massive Dragon Claw of Galos.
"Thank you for your mercy and the grace of rebirth!"
"It is you who have bestowed upon me this new and precious life!"
"I swear with my revitalized life and soul! From now on, I, Nick, will become your toughest Scale Armor, your most loyal follower! Faithfully executing all your will perfectly!"
He deeply bowed his head, almost pressing his forehead against the icy ground.
Although he only went through the first Dragon Scale Transformation ceremony, like all creatures transformed by the Giant Dragon, who developed a loyalty originating from deep within their bloodline towards the transformer, he too developed a natural sense of dependence and awe towards the Giant Dragon before him, a feeling that would only deepen as the transformation ceremonies continued.
"Rise, Nick."
Galos signaled for the human kneeling on the ground to stand, noticing the Iron Dragon scales on his body.
Nick had inherited the characteristics of the Iron Dragon Bloodline, not the Red Dragon.
The bloodline bias inherited through Dragon Vein Transformation was most likely deeply connected to the transformee’s own personality.... Galos pondered.
The Red Iron Dragon asked, "How do you feel about your current new state?"
Nick obediently stood up.
He slightly clenched his fists, feeling the abundant power contained between his joints.
"Great! Oh great and noble Dragon Lord!"
"I feel... I feel as though I could tear apart a tiger or leopard with my bare hands!"
This pure excitement, brought by the abundance of power, reminiscent of youthful zeal, had vanished without a trace during Nick’s decades of decay.
Now, with the rejuvenation and empowerment of his body, this long-lost vibrant feeling resurfaced.
He did not reject this feeling, which precisely proved his rebirth.
Galos pondered briefly for two seconds, deciding to fulfill the notion expressed by this new Dragon Descendant.
"Ludwig." His gaze turned to the Green Dragon waiting nearby: "Summon an ordinary adult tiger."
Green Dragon Ludwig nodded.
He used his summoning skill, and in an instant, a robust and muscular adult tiger appeared in the center of the arena.
It had sharp claws and fangs, its striped fur all standing on end, looking rather fierce.
"You, Nick."
Galos said to the human, "Try subduing this tiger barehanded."
The look of excitement on Nick’s face froze instantly.
Earlier, he had been overwhelmed by his newfound power and youthfulness, unable to resist the urge to boast, never expecting Galos to be so literal.
Looking at the tiger with sharp claws and fangs, Nick’s expression visibly stiffened.
"You seem afraid."
The Red Iron Dragon said, "Remember your current identity and bloodline. Born from the grace of the Dragon, it should be the beast before you that should feel fear."
Upon hearing this, Nick took several deep breaths.
His hands opened and closed repeatedly, as the sense of power far surpassing his past surged from his palms, his mind gradually settled down, his demeanor regained composure, and beneath this composure lay the strength of a Dragon Descendant.
The tiger in the arena seemed provoked by Nick’s stance, letting out a deafening roar, its strong hind legs suddenly kicking off.
Its colossal body, enveloped in a bloody wind, shot forward like a bolt of yellow-black lightning.
It ferociously lunged towards what seemed to be a weak human!
Nick’s pupils slightly contracted.
He instinctively wanted to dodge backward.
But in the next second, he was astonished to discover a shocking change.
The tiger’s pounce, which should have been swift as a gale, appeared slow-motioned in his eyes.
He could capture every bristle of the tiger’s fur, see the sharp fangs in its wide open maw, and even predict the trajectory of its swinging claws with utmost clarity.
His reaction was unimaginably fast, allowing him to respond with ease.
Bam! Nick almost instinctively raised his right leg.
As the tiger pounced close, its claws on the verge of touching his body, his right leg swung like the tail of a Giant Dragon, sweeping across with a fierce wind, hitting the tiger’s flank.
With a dull thud of impact.
The tiger’s massive body was kicked mid-air, crashing heavily onto the ground several meters away, letting out a painful howl.
Nick did not pursue but kept his gaze fixed on the tiger struggling to get up.
An aura of pressure, emanating from the depths of his bloodline, began to naturally emit from him.
Though extremely faint, it was indeed Long Wei.
The tiger let out a whimper of fear, its massive body involuntarily cowering on the ground, trembling, losing even the courage to lift its head.
"Quickly familiarize yourself with and master your newly transformed body."
Galos’s voice echoed again.
"Quickly understand the changes you’ve undergone, as this pertains to your identity recognition and existence as a Dragon Descendant, which is very important to you."
For an elder follower who’s been by his side for a long time and who had made considerable contributions, he didn’t mind offering a few more words of advice.
"Yes, my Lord. Nick will remember in his heart."
"Please rest assured!"
Nick straightened his body, facing in the direction of Galos, and replied with utmost seriousness, his attitude earnest.
Galos’s massive dragon head nodded slightly, acknowledging his attitude.
"You can start preparing to return to the South."
The Red Iron Dragon issued new instructions: "Remember your current mission. Utilize the chaotic situation in the South to procure those alchemy technologies and industrial blueprints that are strictly controlled during peacetime for the tribe."
In wartime, danger lurks everywhere.
Yet, opportunity also follows like a shadow, born alongside great risk.
In this world, there is never a shortage of daredevils or forces willing to take risks for astonishing profits.
Those advanced technologies and products tightly held in peacetime are now at the optimal time to break the seal and acquire.
Precision Alchemy Melting Furnace.
Automated core components that support the operation of a vast industrial system.
Complementary cutting-edge manufacturing techniques.... These concern the future development of the Molten Iron Tribe.
Like the strategic resource, Black Oil Crystal, Galos hoped that one day the Molten Iron Tribe could establish a complete industrial chain, achieving total self-sufficiency, rather than always being at the mercy of others.
Certainly, his current cooperation with the Princess of Loseren is in the honeymoon period, allowing more stable acquisition of Black Oil Crystal and some other controlled materials through her channels.
But the future is unpredictable, who can guarantee that this mutually beneficial relationship will always remain stable?
Therefore, while he could rely on the Crystal Princess for some resources, he must never abandon continuous investment and development through the Gem Merchant Group’s channel.
Prepare both ways, plan ahead.
Then, Nick, reborn and entrusted with heavy responsibilities, first returns to Ximu Territory for a short rest and preparation work. He will soon return to the South to carry out his mission.
And Galos also prepares to return to his usual ground to continue his training and honing.
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