True dragons are not always omniscient, just as I have been around for countless years and still have little understanding of my talents.

I always thought it was something like "charm". Everywhere I went, there were creatures that spontaneously surrounded me. Most of the time, the monsters gathered were not afraid of my momentum, and only took the initiative to stay away when I was bored. They follow me, trying to fend me off any danger from the outside world, even the thunder and lightning that I unleash on my own initiative, and the weaker monsters will find a way to end their lives at my feet in order to get my last glimpse of them.

I don't blame me for this, looking at the real dragons in the world, there are also those talents that can neither be perceived by themselves nor actively used. Not to mention that I don't care about them, I like something else - from the time I woke up a few times, I noticed the short-lived little ones who called themselves "humans". The cascading caverns that have sprung up, the strange behavior of stripping the skins of other monsters and draping them over themselves...... Unlike the inheritance of the True Dragons, they also have their own unique ways of transmitting memories of each other.

The more I learned about this race, the more I admired them, and I was secretly terrified. I love to be in contact with these little ones, and as I travel across the continent, through the endless deserts and jungles, and through their villages and towns, I am so happy that I obey the prayers of man and bring a thunderstorm and a shower to the whole hunting grounds. I had to control my strength carefully so that the stones and wood that had been built would not collapse and scatter in the heavy rain, although it didn't always work.

But I still enjoy admiring the human gesture in the rain, and they raise their hands in fear and pray to the thunderclouds overhead, whether they are calling out or praising me, and they call me "Thor", a title that I don't really resent even if I understand the true meaning of "god" better than any human on this continent.

Now that I think about it, I probably lost interest in games like this from that day.

I walked through a forest that had existed since ancient times. More than one human settlement has long been carved out in the dense forest. The little ones prayed for rain, and I summoned the rain clouds, and they asked to stop, and I did. Yet humans have always been rebellious creatures, and their language is so simple, but they use ten times more words to curse than dragons. I was so annoyed that I simply sent down a thunderbolt to eliminate the noise from the source.

I swept away the many fragile lives that surrounded me, and turned my head to pace upstream along a forest stream that appeared before my eyes.

I sensed the guy's aura early on, but when I first saw it, I realized that it was much younger than I thought. Juvenile golden lions should not appear in the territory of the lower monsters until they have undergone enough grinding, and the snow-capped mountain tops farther away are suitable for their activities. But so what? The good thing about living long enough is that you know that the world doesn't always work according to the rules.

Seeing that the young beast was standing still, I thought it was frightened by the aura on my body, so I quietly put away its momentum. I don't want to think that the next moment, that kid actually attacked me unreasonably.

Looking through the memories of several awakenings, my impression of myself is always this unchanged and small appearance. My formative years seem to have been much longer than those of other True Dragons, or I was originally the smallest True Dragon on the continent, and of course, this is another thing that I don't know about as a True Dragon. The young beast seemed to recognize me as some kind of weak herbivore, and I did not blame it, nor did I intend to take anyone's life for this level of offense. I just wanted to teach it a little bit of a lesson, and that not all creatures can be targeted.

I pressed its head into the stream and watched it emerge like a small fish, bursting into a cluster of small, dense bubbles from its mouth. Feeling the thoughts of begging for mercy in its thoughts, I lifted my front hooves in satisfaction.

The moment its little black head lifted itself from the river, its wet horns pierced into my body. The attack wasn't very painful, but it honestly scared me. The dragon clan has always had a way to fight against the real dragon for a short time, but it has always been possible to do it after a hundred battles as an adult. The eyes of the young beast in front of him exuded such a pure and surging battle intent, which was rare in my understanding of the Ragane clan.

So the moment the thunder and lightning fell, I regretted it, it was my full force in the state at that time. A lightning bolt of the same power caused the complete destruction of a village not long ago. I try not to think about the mess after the thunder clears, but there is always a moment when the thunder stops. I quietly opened my eyes, and instead of the charred blackness of the floor, I saw a brand new body baptized by lightning.

The muscular black skin of the ivory beast has been replaced by a new coat color, and the two long manes on the back spread out like wings to the sides. The young beast still looked a little embarrassed, one corner charred and festering, and its body was stained with dirt from the fall. The electric light that spilled from under the skin swept away the dust from its body little by little, and the pure golden fur was unreservedly revealed to my eyes.

That's when I noticed that even though it was still a cub, this dragon family was born taller than I was.

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Despite being a different size than a true dragon, my recovery ability is still at the level that a true dragon should have. The horns that pierced my front hooves didn't bother me much, but the boy suffered for himself. I had to melt the tender horns on one side of it to stop the toxin from spreading all over my body. Fortunately, Lagarn was still young at the time, and there were countless opportunities for him to grow a pair of stronger horns, and for the Golden Lion Clan, battle was the driving force behind their growth.

In the first place, I didn't keep this child with me, not because of the pure and strong kindness that came from its heart, nor because I felt sorry for almost killing it, nor because it had the strength to hurt me. Ragane, though far from being an adult, is stronger than any lord in the hunting grounds, and if he is allowed to roam freely in this area, it will turn the entire hunting ground upside down, and once the humans are collectively evacuated from the woods, I will have to travel even longer to find the next object to observe.

However, this did not last long, because I found that I was more willing to observe its every move than humans. The little one seems to have an inexhaustible amount of energy, and he is constantly fighting outside of eating and sleeping. Thanks to it, I have gained the peace I have never felt since I woke up. Without taking the initiative to drive away, Lagarn will help me fight off every monster that surrounds me. Within a few days it had dominated the forest, dragging me towards another hunting ground.

We have traveled through countless hunting grounds, and at some point my thunder has become a way for it to accumulate strength, both in its demands and in my indulgence - it is the only one on the continent that can withstand the thunderstorms I unleash without reservation.

It wasn't until I could no longer call it "little one" that the tower finally came into view.

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I'm going to die, that's why I'm leaving.

Near-infinite knowledge gives the True Dragons the ability to see the future for a short time, and the more relevant they are, the closer they are to the present, the clearer and stronger this forewarning becomes. Over the years, Lagane has been inseparable from me, and Lagane has already acquired the majestic stature of the Golden Lion, and his fighting skills have been honed day by day, and seeing him get closer and closer to adulthood, whether I admit it or not, Lagane will become the biggest and only threat to me.

I'm not afraid of death—death is just a little longer of a slumber for the true dragons—and I'm not afraid of dying at its hands. However, the true dragon cannot sit idly by and watch its fall, and if that day does come, I will face a battle with it, whether I hope it or not. I don't want to fight it, it should live well, and those pure eyes shouldn't be stained with my blood.

"That's probably ...... It's the last time I'll thunder you. I said this as I looked at Lagarn, who was eating in a state of embarrassment, but there was a cautious emotion in the dragon's language that had never been revealed in front of a lower species.

"Yes...... Am I doing something wrong? "Even though it has been immersed in endless battles, it has learned the dragon tongue, and its intelligence is no longer the same as it was when it first saw it.

"No, there are no monsters left in this hunting ground that can fight you." I replied with a feigned ease, "You should leave." ”

Now that I think about it, my wish never came true, and the battle between us, which I had been trying to avoid, had already begun.

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When I woke up again, I was already carrying it on my back. In the years we lived and traveled together, this was the first time I had come into contact with its back. Ragane's hair was much harder than expected, and I don't know if it was because of the thunder that had been raining on it for so long, and the arc of electricity on the little one's body came into contact with my body, and it scrambled to burrow under my fur, and it made me itch a little. I sneezed and struggled to slip off it, only to be turned back and gently pressed its jaw against my neck: "Don't move, you're still weak." ”

My head sank in hindsight, the fur on my body burned like a burn, and the scenes on the main peak flashed back to my thoughts in an instant. The eruption of the volcano was something we had never expected, the crust broke under the bombardment of the lava, causing Lagarn to be the first to stumble and fall in, and it took me a lot of effort to drag it out before it could touch the hot magma, but the collapse of the mountain was irreversible.

I have never summoned such a huge amount of precipitation in a short period of time, the rain from the top of the main peak poured down like a waterfall, dripping on the magma and setting off a large puff of steam, the overflowing magma cooled down immediately, and the exposed rock crevices were filled one by one by the mud formed by the mixture of volcanic ash and rainwater. However, the momentum of the mud was even greater than I expected, and it broke through the core area of the main peak, surging in all directions, and in a matter of minutes it turned into an unstoppable torrent. Covered in water, even for the true dragons, I summoned thunder and lightning desperately, trying to steam out the water contained in every piece of mud, and even turned my body into an electric field and threw myself into the torrent. I don't know how long it took such an effort, but I finally exhausted my physical strength as a true dragon.

"That's probably ...... It's the last time I'll thunder you. I said this as I looked at Lagarn, who was eating in a state of embarrassment, but there was a cautious emotion in the dragon's language that had never been revealed in front of a lower species.

"Yes...... Am I doing something wrong? "Even though it has been immersed in endless battles, it has learned the dragon tongue, and its intelligence is no longer the same as it was when it first saw it.

"No, there are no monsters left in this hunting ground that can fight you." I replied with a feigned ease, "You should leave." ”

Now that I think about it, my wish never came true, and the battle between us, which I had been trying to avoid, had already begun.

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When I woke up again, I was already carrying it on my back. In the years we lived and traveled together, this was the first time I had come into contact with its back. Ragane's hair was much harder than expected, and I don't know if it was because of the thunder that had been raining on it for so long, and the arc of electricity on the little one's body came into contact with my body, and it scrambled to burrow under my fur, and it made me itch a little. I sneezed and struggled to slip off it, only to be turned back and gently pressed its jaw against my neck: "Don't move, you're still weak." ”

My head sank in hindsight, the fur on my body burned like a burn, and the scenes on the main peak flashed back to my thoughts in an instant. The eruption of the volcano was something we had never expected, the crust broke under the bombardment of the lava, causing Lagarn to be the first to stumble and fall in, and it took me a lot of effort to drag it out before it could touch the hot magma, but the collapse of the mountain was irreversible.

I have never summoned such a huge amount of precipitation in a short period of time, the rain from the top of the main peak poured down like a waterfall, dripping on the magma and setting off a large puff of steam, the overflowing magma cooled down immediately, and the exposed rock crevices were filled one by one by the mud formed by the mixture of volcanic ash and rainwater. However, the momentum of the mud was even greater than I expected, and it broke through the core area of the main peak, surging in all directions, and in a matter of minutes it turned into an unstoppable torrent. Covered in water, even for the true dragons, I summoned thunder and lightning desperately, trying to steam out the water contained in every piece of mud, and even turned my body into an electric field and threw myself into the torrent. I don't know how long it took such an effort, but I finally exhausted my physical strength as a true dragon.