The young dragon's face has been peeled off and only bones remain, the empty jaw can see the remnants of the tongue and throat, and the eyes are covered with translucent skin, this seemingly fragile skin membrane actually protects the tender eyeballs under such strong acid.

Diarrando's condition was not much better, the clothes on his body began to carbonize due to the high temperature of his flesh, and gradually peeled off, revealing the skin that was also charred and swollen. The cursed blood that originally covered half of its face and the ends of its limbs had actually faded away under such high temperatures, and it seemed that this intense pain made it unbearable. However, this was not detected in the case of extensive physical burns.

Because of the violent struggle, the muscles in his arms were torn by the silver bands. After losing a large piece of his arm muscle, he finally pulled a hand out of his chair. But such freedom could not bring him the slightest benefit, and he could not help but scratch his chest with his newly free hand, because the same corrosion also originated in his body.

Vaguely, I heard someone whispering something in my ear, as if it was "giving up" or "choosing". But the hoarse and unable to make a normal sound still spit out of the throat is still a firm refusal: "No, don't...... Others, continue to ...... Give me...... Transfer...... Suffering. ”

At this time, he felt an intimate emotional touch, and when he barely looked up, he saw the skeleton of Resace who had jumped back to the center stage. The young dragon's large, warm eyes stared at him in the empty sockets, and faint and delicate emotions gently reached out like tentacles, holding him tightly after receiving his response. Then Reeth's voice rang in his head: "Thank you. With me all the time, our synaesthesia has been fully established, and there is no power that can cut off the connection between us in the future. ”

"Ha, that sounds good, but...... This...... Damn it...... How long is the damn trial?" Diarlando struggled to restrain himself from wanting to strangle himself to escape from such a painful desire.

The young dragon's voice whispered weakly in his ear, "There are two more levels, file and cleanse. ”

"Oh my God...... Goddess above, who ...... Come up with such a perverted ...... of the test, if it is...... Let me see ...... You must beat it hard in the future...... Beat him!" His voice grew lower. The body's protective mechanisms are kicking in. His consciousness was moving away. However, a handful of cold water fell from the sky and poured it on his body, pulling back his consciousness that had been far away.

After a moment of respite from Resace, the acid on the ground suddenly began to drop, as the acid emptied. It is a sign that a new round of trials is coming.

Deirlando's mind was already blank. I could only watch the changes in the field blankly. Filing doesn't sound so good. Reeth's bones look beautiful, so why file them?

"Breaking the old young bones allows me to grow up to the next stage. After passing this trial, my maximum size will be doubled, close to my full adult size. I'm going to get my first pair of wings too, so I'm going to break my shoulder blades so that new bones can grow. Resis patiently explained the necessity of the trial.

Diarlando rolled his eyes weakly, and then said helplessly: "Why are you growing up so weird!"

"We're dragons, that's how we grow. Are you ready?" said Riseth's two skeletal necks lifted slightly, and his bare head looked at Dearlando with concern. When the human symbiote shared half of the pain, the pressure it felt on it was much less, and although it was still extremely painful, it had more energy to deal with the changes around it.

"Alright, whether I'm ready or not...... What should come will still come, hurry up...... I don't believe there is no limit to pain!" Diarrando clenched his fists and breathed carefully, allowing himself to twitch his aching lungs and inhale a little air.

He raised his head and shouted, "I want water, ice water!" Sure enough, a big hole suddenly opened in the place where he had fallen into the water, and a torrent rushed down, bringing a burst of coolness, and washing away all the rotten and broken tissues. The icy water poured into his gaping mouth, and he gulped it down to ease the burning sensation in his body.

After he had enjoyed the rare coolness, the deep pool in the center of the field began to change again. Sharp blade-like rocks grew out of the ground, and the surface of the rock was rough and hard, and the blood-red lines shimmered on the rock, making people shudder.

Ryses leaped high from the platform after the rock knife rose to its highest position, and then slammed into the rock knife. Its shoulder blades slammed into the sharp rock blade, and the collision of the bone and the rock glied with glittering sparks. Dearrando heard a screeching click in his left shoulder, his collarbone snapped, and then a burning sensation extended from the broken part to both ends, and although he couldn't see it, he could feel the broken bones rejoining.

He looked at Reeth, and sure enough, the young dragon's skeleton had broken off after the collision, and the broken parts began to glow and then sprout growth points, growing new structures.

After the bone had grown, the young dragon flew up again, slamming it into the stone blade with more force, and this time Dearlando felt the entire left side of his rib break. A new round of crackling bone growth took place in his body, and he didn't understand how this way of growing up the young dragon would affect him, but going through this process of growth with the young dragon at this moment made him feel a sense of pride and peace of mind.

As the young dragon flew up again and slammed into the blade with its side and back, Dearrando felt both shoulder blades crack, and then a pain of skin tearing apart came from his back, and he felt something grow out of the broken bone and push against the back of the chair, a burning twitch from being held back between his back and the chair.

"Let go of me, I can control myself!" he hissed, and the silver band that bound him fell in response, causing him to roll off his chair. He put his hands on the ground, feeling something strange stretch out in his back. When the stretching sensation was over, he turned his head to look behind him, and the skeleton of a pair of wings was bare on his back, looking ridiculous.

The wing bones on Reses's body also stretched out at the same time, and under the cracked young shoulder blades, stronger bones grew, and the slender and flexible wing bones spread out like an umbrella, almost filling half of the space.

The Dreadhorn King looked enviously at Deirlando's wings, the ancestors of their feather clan all had beautiful wings that could fly freely. It is precisely because of offending these dragons that he is gradually deprived of such talent. Seeing an ordinary human with wings, the dissatisfaction and resentment in his heart quietly rolled again.

After the wings grew, Resces's movements became more bold, and it slashed comfortably through the stones, scraping everywhere, and the sound of broken bone knots and the light of new bone growth rose one after another in the space in the middle of the hall, which was simply a strange dance.

The others could not hear the sound but could only see the dragon flying, and the praying people could not help but stop to watch this incredible performance, and it is believed that no one would have had the privilege of witnessing such a spectacle in the years before or in the years to come.

For Diarlando, this period of pain was much better than the constant pain that preceded him, and he had fought a lot when he was a child when he was a child at the Royal Knight School, and he was not less injured in order to help Ruidan fight against Heray, the leading figure of the school at the time. So the pain of this fracture is a piece of cake compared to the previous one.

When their muscles and skin ceased to suffer from the mental damage, they regained at the rate of resuscitation characteristic of dragon symbiotes. The new pink skin was covered in rosy, healthy muscles, and when Ress had renewed his bones, the damaged tissue around Dearlando's body had regrown. (To be continued......)