Time flies, the white horse passes by, like a middle-aged man who is powerless, it seems that it has not started yet, but it has passed unconsciously.

In the blink of an eye, two and a half months have passed.

It was a sunny afternoon.

Like a large ball of fire, the sun hangs silently in the sky, and the breeze blows through the treetops, attracting the subtle sound of the leaves rubbing against the branches, and the dense canopy of the trees moves with the wind, like layers of green sea waves.

The earthy smell after the rain is mixed with the scent of grass, which is refreshing.

Zachar, who had woken up two weeks earlier, was now firmly in the middle of the thick treetops.

The dragon's claws clasped tightly on the thick branches, its wings folded, and Sachar's tail hung down naturally, swaying slightly in the air.

After two and a half months of growth, the body length of the little dragon at this time has reached about two meters, the original chubby and cute posture has slowly disappeared, and the body has gradually become vigorous, and the golden scale armor covering the body surface is like countless tiny prismatic diamonds inlaid together and formed, reflecting the sun's luster projected from the gaps in the branches and leaves.

The branches and leaves moved with the wind, gently rubbing against Zachar's scales, making him feel a little itchy.

But Saga squinted, as if he didn't feel anything, and remained motionless.

A pair of golden dragon pupils stared at the front tightly.

Poker face.

With the sound of rustling limbs rubbing against the ground, a fat, black-skinned boar slowly walked into Zachar's field of vision.

This black-skinned boar is about two meters and a half long, which is a little larger than the baby dragon at this time.

The scientific name of the black-skinned wild boar is the pig, and its origin is a continent with extremely scarce resources, because it only needs a small amount of food to meet its own consumption, and it can also grow a good muscle, and it is raised by many intelligent biological races.

The black-skinned wild boar here is regarded as the free-range food of the red dragon lady, and many true dragon clans will hunt them for food, there are many of them, and because they are free-range, they are full of ferocity.

However, compared to Sagar, no matter how fierce the black-skinned boar is, it is just an ordinary beast, almost at the bottom of the food chain, although it is not small, it is not the opponent of the young dragon, even if it is not long born.

This creature at the bottom of the food chain, because of its weak strength, has a relatively sensitive sense of danger, and can be very alert to find the danger lurking in the surrounding environment.

Under Zachar's gaze, the black-skinned boar kept shaking its nose.

It pricked up its ears and rolled its eyes back and forth, revealing a look of wariness for its surroundings.

"Convergence Longwei, convergence Longwei ..........."

As time passed, the black-skinned boar slowly approached Sagar's location, and Saga silently reined in his heart, and his mental consciousness was quite concentrated.

Around Zachar, there is an invisible and real aura.

This is a special power that belongs to the true dragon.

A supernatural force that has its own name in the Dragon's Legacy - Ferocious.

The momentum is fierce, and in the mouths of many biological races, it is also called Longwei.

Long Wei is not only temperament and might, it has substantial strength, it is a symbolic and powerful power that the dragon clan has, the dragon power of an adult dragon can easily oppress the target within the range of Long Wei and it is difficult to move.

However, as a newborn dragon, Long Wei is not only unable to help in the hunt, but also has a negative impact on it.

Because the fledgling dragon dragon power that cannot be restrained does not have oppressive power, the prey will be strongly frightened the moment it comes into contact with the fledgling dragon power, and it will flee like a frightened bird.

Saga struggled to control Long Wei.

Under his control, Long Wei was bound around the scales as much as possible.

Slowly, the ghostly and alert black-skinned boar approached the range of about 200 meters from Sagar.

Saga held his breath, staring closely at the black-skinned boar slowly approaching, silently waiting for the most opportune moment to strike.

As the black-skinned boar's limbs moved, after about twenty seconds, it was already close to the range of Zachar's hunt, Zaga narrowed his eyes, the muscles under the scales tensed, and his body was ready to attack.

However, at this time, a trace of dragon power escaped uncontrollably.

At the moment when it was swept by Sachar's dragon power, the black-skinned boar was immediately alert.

It turned its head and ran, the pig's hooves staggered, cutting a few shallow marks from the soft soil on the ground, and the short pig's tail flicked nervously.

"Long Wei is still a little close, and he can't control it perfectly."

In the next second, in the trembling sound of the canopy of the trees, a golden figure jumped into the air, as if it merged with the bright sun's rays.

It was a small golden dragon, a diamond-like scale armor that shimmered in the sunlight, and the pair of golden dragon eyes on the armor that seemed to be burning with flames shone brightly.

Sachar stretched out the dragon's wings.

The wingspan of about two meters stabilized the body, tearing through the wind and blocking the sunlight at the same time, forming a dragon-shaped shadow silhouette on the ground, sweeping extremely fast.

His eyes were firmly fixed on the black-skinned boar that was running, and Zachar's spirit was highly concentrated in an instant.

In a flash.

The world in Zachar's eyes has changed.

From the majestic mountains, to the verdant ancient trees, to the scorching sun in the sky.

It can be as small as fine stones, flying green leaves, and even dust in the air.

All things, all matter............. Everything in Zachar's eyes seemed to be a strange intersection of countless invisible lines at this time.

There are parallel lines that extend infinitely, rise from nowhere, and parallel lines that also extend to somewhere, and there are also graceful circuits, and finally converge together, like strange intertwined arcs like ocean current vortices.

Different objects are connected to each other and influence each other through such lines.

This bizarre corrugated line arises from the inside of the substance, while at the same time covering the substance itself.

All matter in the world of countless lines, exuding subtle fluctuations all the time.

It's as small as a grain of sand falling into the sea.

But Sachar could vaguely sense their presence.

Thanks to the knowledge of physics acquired in his previous life, coupled with the study of his own abilities in the previous period, Saga already knew what the strange scene unfolded in his eyes was.

Field.

Gravitational Field, Electric Field, Magnetic Field..............

In addition to the macrocosm, in the microscopic scale, Saga feels that the extreme subtleties of his body, in the depths of the cells, also exist in the more microscopic scale, but at present, he cannot control it, he cannot control it, he can only vaguely and vaguely, with the knowledge he has, he probably feels its existence and nature.

"It should be the interaction force, the strong nuclear force and the weak nuclear force............ Gravitational electromagnetic force, strong and weak interaction force............ Theoretically, if you can fully grasp the four basic forces, you will be no different from God. ”

It's an innate feeling.

Saga has already perceived the essence of his alien ability, which is the manipulation of the four basic forces that make up the various force fields, the gravitational force and the electromagnetic force in the macroscopic realm, and the strong and weak nuclear forces in the microscopic realm, that is, the strong interaction force and the weak interaction force.

At this stage, the little dragon can only barely control a little gravity.

But the future ceiling is terrible.

To get back to the point, under the gaze of Zachar, the black-skinned boar ran passionately between the jungles full of force fields, as if he felt that he was about to escape, and his mouth could not help but chirp.

And yet in the next second.

The little dragon whispered in its mouth.

"Hypergravity field!"