The citrine earth dragon swallowed heavily, and his sluggish spirit became excited.

It was as if a flame was burning in the belly.

A new force was growing in its body, its breath of life was no longer weakened, and the clusters of citrine all over its body began to be dyed with wisps of red.

"Take this gift and keep fighting for me."

After a pause, Sagar's face was majestic, and he said in a low voice, "Until the end of your life." ”

After giving enough dragon blood to transform the dragon veins, Saga controlled the muscles and blood vessels in his wrist to contract, and the dragon blood naturally stopped, and then quietly watched the changes of the citrine earth dragon.

Call!

Flames burned on the surface of the citrine earth dragon.

It seems to be bearing great pain.

The Citrine Earth Dragon couldn't help but let out a low roar, but at the same time as the pain, the roar also revealed excitement.

Snort. It ripped open of the dirt from the ground and burrowed into it.

Due to the heat of the flames, the earth and rocks on the ground here are constantly melting, turning into a lava-like texture, and the citrine earth dragon is located at the bottom of the lava pool.

The transformation of the dragon vein is a long and painful process.

Nine out of ten creatures will die in this process when they receive the transformation of the dragon vein, not all creatures can carry the domineering dragon blood radiation, but once they pass the transformation, they can become more powerful dragon vein creatures than before.

Citrine Earth Dragon, as a wurm, has a stronger tolerance for dragon blood.

Because it has been enslaved by psychic manipulators, it is also more tolerant of pain.

Even though he was seriously injured, he was able to respond to Zachar's call and forcibly stood up.

Zachar believes that it has a high probability of passing the dragon vein transformation.

"Just." The little golden dragon looked down at the ground that had turned into a pool of lava and muttered, "It doesn't seem to be able to transform skills in terms of strength, even the lowest and most superficial. ”

The dragon vein creatures formed by the transformation of the dragon vein can often inherit the corresponding attributes and degraded skills given to the dragon blood, for example, the dragon vein dependents of the blue dragon can control a certain amount of storm and thunder.

The dependents of the Red Dragon or the Golden Dragon are related to fire.

Both the Red Dragon and the Golden Dragon are true dragons of the fire type.

Feeling the mutation of the citrine earth dragon, Saga only felt the power related to the flames, and there was no change in the force field at all.

"It seems that the dragon vein transformation will not allow the target to gain similar abilities as mine."

"In that case, I don't know if my descendants will be able to inherit it, and if so, will they inherit all of it, or will they be able to inherit part of it?"

Zachar didn't think deeply.

This question will be answered in the future.

The transformation of the citrine earth dragon took a while, and Sachar did not stay here all the time.

Whew.

A breeze came, and Gultia approached with a wave of dragon wings.

She looked curiously at the lava pool and said, "Flames? The Citrine Earth Dragon is an earth-type wurm, and it looks like it's about to develop a second fire attribute after receiving your blood. ”

"You turned out to be a fire real dragon."

Turning her head to look at Sachar again, Gulthia looked puzzled.

In previous contact with Zachar, Zachar had not used the power of fire.

"What kind of dragon species is you? I've never seen a dragon like you. ”

Gultia suddenly felt that the form of this little young dragon might be the true form of this legendary ancient dragon when he was young, rather than a disguise that had been deliberately changed, so he asked.

Sachar asked rhetorically.

"What do you think?"

Gulitia thought carefully and said, "Red Dragon? Your style of doing things is a bit, well, similar to the Red Dragon Dragon, but the appearance is too far from the Red Dragon, this golden diamond-like scale armor. Could it be said. ”

Her eyes moved slightly, revealing a sudden expression.

"I see, you're a hybrid of a golden dragon and a gem dragon!"

If it's a hybrid of different dragon species.

Offspring often inherit the bloodline of one of the parents, such as the combination of a red dragon and a golden dragon, and the greatest probability is actually that the offspring is a red dragon or a golden dragon.

And then there are small probabilities.

Two different parental bloodlines are mixed and at the same time similar to both parents, inheriting the advantages of both sides.

This condition can also be said to be allogeneic.

Gulthia felt that Sachar was a hybrid of a golden dragon and a gem dragon.

Half-breeds generally do not have an official dragon species name, because it is difficult to pass them on, and the next generation of half-breeds is likely to only show a kind of bloodline of half-blood, and only a small possibility of inheriting half-blood.

"You can think of it that way."

Sachar did not correct the other party's thoughts.

Her thoughts were already very close, but Gulytia couldn't imagine that the red dragon could be combined with the golden dragon, which was far less likely than the metal dragon and the gem dragon to give birth to offspring.

Night.

Mid-Quarter Moon Island

In an area of the environment devastated by the Great War of the Day, a feast is taking place around the Gem Peak.

A huge, five-meter-diameter bonfire is erected in the middle.

Tonight's sky was obscured by clouds that obscured the moonlight and starlight, but the environment that should have been dim was brightly lit by the presence of a campfire, and the maple trunks stripped of the bark and cut into many pieces for firewood crackled and burned in the campfire, and the night breeze blew slightly, bringing up some small sparks to decorate the night.

Zizizizi.

The sizzling sound of oil kept ringing.

The largest campfire is also a huge barbecue grill.

The sides are supported by a tree trunk sharpened at the bottom, and in the middle several bone spears pass through the large pig's legs, which continue to roast on top of the campfire.

The sharks have coated the pork legs with special spices, and as the flames roast, a rich mellow aroma of flesh and spices blends together to form a unique and charming taste, which gradually spreads out, attracting many beasts and magical creatures from the island of the middle quarter.

Outside the area where the flames could not shine, many pairs of eyes were hidden in the night, flickering slightly.

They crave food, but they don't dare to rush at it.

They are not afraid of fire.

What really made them drool at the periphery was a golden dragon shadow squatting in front of the campfire.

The dragon's might made the beasts stop, and they only dared to wait and see.

Call!

Saga spat out a mouthful of flames, making the bonfire even more vigorous.

Sniffing his nose and smelling the charming aroma of meat, Saga rubbed his paws, already a little impatient.

He lifted his chin and looked around.

Around the large bonfire platform, there are dozens of small bonfire platforms scattered like stars and moons, and barbecues are also set up on them, where the shark tigers of the Bloodtooth Clan gather to enjoy this rare feast together.

In addition to the Shake Mountain Pig pork at the barbecue.

There are also the flower sheep that Saga loves to eat, shrimp, crabs and fish caught from the sea, and some huge umbrella mushrooms with a diameter of more than one meter.

Just to the left of Sagar, there is a large stone pot on the small bonfire table, in which the milky white fish soup gurgles and gurgles, and the fragrance is rich and appetizing.

Tiger just walked over to the stone cauldron.

It pours in it some devil peppers, needle fruits, colorful flower fruits, and other things that can make the fish soup more delicious.

The aroma of the fish soup soon becomes more enticing.

Plus the aroma of barbecue. The air here seems to have turned into a delicacy.

To the right-hand side of Sachar, there is a barrel of unknown fruit wine seized from the Finetail Clan.

Gradually, the food became edible.

The richness of the meat is at its peak.

With a wave of his claws, Sacharon said, "Families who follow me, enjoy this meal with me!" ”

"You can free yourselves tonight."

The psionic energy awakened, entered the fourth order, and also eliminated the mountain boar and occupied the gem peak.

The accumulation of these things made Sagar's mood very happy, and it just so happened that the Shaking Mountain Boar was huge, and Saga with a lot of meat couldn't eat it all at once, so the shark tiger of Shangyuyue Island was summoned here to carry out this night feast.

The sound of crackling firewood burning.

The sharks and tigers cheered.

"Thank you for the gift of my lord."

They replied in an increasingly proficient dragon language.

Grunt.

Grunt.

A low, rhythmic sound came.

Several shark tigers are raising their heads, and there is water in their mouths, making a beat like music, which is a special music belonging to the shark tiger family.

In the night, as a gust of wind blew away the clouds, a little star showed its head.

Time flies by like water.

In the musical accompaniment.

The sharks and tigers gathered around their small campfire and began to dance in between enjoying their meals.

Sometimes they flapped their chests with their claws, sometimes they dived into the ground to expose their dorsal fins, they chased each other in rings, sometimes they swayed left and right with strange steps, and sometimes they stood still, and their shark teeth opened and closed in sonorous collisions. All the movements combine to form a somewhat strange but dynamic dance that can show power.

In the sky, two white-feathered griffins hovered around the same piece of pig intestines in their mouths.

The blue dragon Gulthia lay on the ground, gnawing on the head of the mountain boar one by one, eating roughly.

Sagar picked up the roasted pork leg from the top of the campfire.

Tear and pull!

One bite, the tenacious, elastic large piece of barbecue meat in the mouth, eating into the stomach as if there is a flame burning, as if there is a warm breath flowing into the limbs, making Saga feel quite comfortable.

This kind of high-quality food has not been eaten by Saga for a long time after leaving the protection of the Red Dragon Lady.

When she was on Thorn Island, almost every week, the Red Dragon Lady would catch some high-level magical creatures as food for the young dragons.

Sagar's eyes lit up slightly, he feasted on it, ate a few big bites, and then directly used the stone pot as a big bowl, lifted it with one paw, approached, and drank it tons.

The fish soup is delicious and smooth, and has a different flavor from grilled meat.

A bite of barbecue.

A bite of fish broth.

Occasionally eat some shrimp, crab and mushrooms, and drink some sweet fruit wine.

Ahh

Saga ate a raw flower sheep that was brought here.

Belch~

Satisfied, he burped like thunder.

The dancing sharks and tigers pause slightly.

The atmosphere quieted down a little.

Saga held one dragon claw on the ground, his belly half exposed, and raised his other dragon claw and waved it lightly.

"Then the music, then the dance."

(End of chapter)