Look at the new [Roar of the Baby Dragon] effect.

Gordon's mind faltered for a moment, and he suddenly realized that he had been doing something that he had been doing for a long time.

The reason why the true dragon is strong is precisely because of its bloodline and talent, all of which are the top in the Io continent, and no matter how strong the talent of other creatures is, is there a real dragon!

What's more, it's still a little rat man, a goblin talent.

But it's not too late to look back.

Originally, Gordon also wanted to put two second-order talent fragments into a little bit of the [Berserk] that had not been baked for a long time.

Now it seems that there is still a choice! Without saying a word, he divided the talent points into the [Scale Armor Demonization].

Hard enough is the last word, after all, Gordon is more careful, especially after the last time he was almost hit by the Goblin Caster's Bead of Acid, it suffered the pain of acid corrosion, and there are still dented pits in the scale armor on its back.

His pursuit of defense is greater than attack, and its lifespan is still very long, a true dragon can live for thousands of years, even tens of thousands of years.

On a long journey, it just needs to do it, not to die.

Soon, as Gordon finished allocating the remaining first-order and second-order fragments.

The suffixes of the two talents in the talent list also jumped up a small square in an instant.

[Robust] (7/20)-(8/20)↑

[Scale Armor] (2/20)-(4/20)↑

Immediately afterward, Gordon felt his body sink slightly, as if he was carrying dozens of pounds of weight on his body, but the power surging out of his chest quickly offset this sudden gravity.

Gordon only paused for a few seconds, and then he regained his original cat-like dexterity as he walked around, without making a sound.

It now looks the same as before, but is slightly larger, much larger than a foal.

I don't know if it's the effect brought by [Robust] that makes Gordon no longer look like a young dragon that has not been born for a long time.

Rather, it was a young dragon that looked like it was more than a year old, and it was covered with thick scale armor, so some people believed that it was three or four years old.

It's just that compared to the three or four-year-old dragons, it seems to be a little stunted.

But if you claim that this is a young dragon that is less than a week old, I am afraid that people will be regarded as fools.

Even if an ordinary real dragon can grow, it can't grow so fast, unless it's a legendary dragon.

It is said to be one of the three legendary dragons, an invisible and tasteless force field dragon.

When Broken Shell was born, it was the size of a farmer's house, much larger than other types of true dragons when they were teenagers.

This alone is enough to see why it is called a legend, not to mention the time dragon broodling dragon who has reached the ninth order [legendary] at the birth breaking level.

The unlimited number of times of time stagnation is simply terrifying, and when you reach adulthood, you can [stop time] every six seconds.

An existence that can be compared to the gods in the sky.

But there is no point in saying that.

Gordon is indeed in a stage where it is not enough to be above and more than to be below.

After feeling the changes in his body, Gordon looked left and right at the black scale armor plated on his body with a magical luster.

The first sense of the new scale armor is brighter than before, and the reflective degree of luster is getting higher and higher!

It struck twice with the sharp part of its claw with some curiosity, different from the last time it touched the clash of gold and iron.

"Knock! knock!"

This time, the voice was a little dull and thick, and it was a reassuring sound when you heard it.

Two talent shards could make such a big difference, which Gordon didn't expect.

However, if you think about it carefully, you will understand that the young dragon is (0-5) years old, and the young dragon is (6-15) years old.

[Scale Armor Demonization] is fully grown within ten years, and the two second-order talent fragments directly offset its one-year growth cycle.

How much a year changes may not be visible in adult dragons, but in young dragons and young dragons that are still in the growth stage, it is not an exaggeration to say that there is one change in a year.

When you think about it, it's normal.

After the distribution of talents, Gordon began his daily post-war summary.

Organize your thoughts, see if there are any omissions during the fight, and remind yourself not to do it again next time.

However, this post-war summary is perfect, whether it is stealth, finishing, or stratagem, it can be evaluated with a textbook battle process.

From the temptation at the beginning, to the provocation at the back, infiltrating, assassinating, extinguishing, and then covering the breath, and finally waiting for the rabbit.

Gordon has done the best it can.

If there was a mistake, it would have been that the caster's head should have been wrenched off at the time, instead of slashing her throat, causing the smell of blood to permeate, and if it hadn't been for the fragrance, the Goblin Warrior might have found out.

But it didn't hurt to find out, and even Gordon was still thinking about it, so that it would have a chance to practice.

Originally, it was ready for [Berserk], but it didn't expect these second-order monsters to be so unbeatable.

Gordon stood in the halls of the Kaz clan, waiting for the belated group of Galak clan goblins.

Just as Gordon was in the caster's hut, bored flipping through a recipe for a meditation potion that someone had recorded.

There was finally movement outside the door, and footsteps sounded in the empty hall, along with the classic grins of the green-skinned monsters, a bit like night owls.

Obviously, they're happy with the status quo of their former rivals, but they still know who brought it all about.

As the elite goblins of the Galak clan fell outside the house one by one, they shouted in unison.

"Great and noble master, your most loyal servant with the loser, comes to you!"

The ordinary goblin next to him, whose intelligence was obviously a little lower, shouted "Master!" in a noisy voice.

But the final "Ula!" shouted inexplicably neatly.

It's no wonder that the previous Severed Toe Kaz thought that this was a group of well-trained goblins, and now that he thinks about it, he probably thinks too much.

The chaotic nature of the goblin cannot be changed, and only when the strength is strong, in the face of the stronger, will the trace of nature be restrained.

However, in the absence of supervision, the chaotic nature will still be exposed.

Biological instincts, that's what it is.

It's just that dogs can't change eating, a truth.

Gordon walked out of the caster's hut on his now slender limbs, and watched the hall fill the hall with goblins, standing, tumbling, and kneeling.

At first glance, there were forty or fifty of them, but there were only a few elite goblins, only the three he had brought with him at the beginning.

However, there seemed to be four elite goblins among the captives, looking at them with fearful eyes, but none of them dared to look at them, and they all avoided its eyes.

The other ordinary goblins were even more miserable, and the hall exuded a unique aura of urine.

Gordon stepped forward, and without beating around the bush, he said to the goblins who were bound in the field.

"To the great true dragon, humbly offer your worthless loyalty!"

There was no mischief in the roaring voice.

One of the broken-headed, bleeding goblins tried to say something, but only one syllable was uttered.

"We ......"

"Not humble enough!"

After a sigh, Gordon rushed forward and flipped it to the ground with a claw, and the sharp claws directly cut out four deep blood marks on its chest, and you could see the heart thumping under the flesh and blood!

Gordon stood lightly in front of another elite goblin and said again.

"Get on your knees!"

This time, the goblin, who had already been frightened, quickly lowered his head, knelt on his knees, and said humbly and poignantly in the loudest voice in his life.

"Great true dragon, Severetoe Kaz is willing to submit! You will be the only master in my life. ”

Its voice was urgent and powerful, and it felt like it was shouting at the top of its throat, for fear that it would not be able to speak after half a second.

Seeing this, the other goblins also responded as if they had found the backbone, shouting in unison.

There's surrender, there's master, and there's allegiance that I learned somewhere.

The only thing they have in common is that they all hang their heads, in awe and fear to the extreme.

And after Broken Toe Kaz finished speaking, he actually had a strange feeling in his heart.

His own surrender seemed to make the real dragon in front of him very disappointed.

It seemed to be angry at why its bones weren't as hard as the previous Sharp-Eye Katz.

But goblins are creatures like that, aren't they?