Bernardo is the name of the planet beneath Garros's feet.
On this planet, magical culture is highly developed, and every nation is sparing no effort in developing magical technology.
Highly advanced nations have even built interstellar spaceships using magic engines, acquiring resources from the Universe by exploring outer space and other planets.
"Dragonkin are nearly the top-tier creatures, but in this world, they cannot be called invincible."
Garros blinked as he gazed at the artificial moon in the sky.
The Legacy mentioned that there was once an Ancient Blue Dragon known as [Wings of Hurricane] who was hunted by Nausir for a long time after destroying several cities in the Nausir Elven Empire.
Eventually, using a city as bait, Nausir trapped the Wings of Hurricane with a great magic formation.
The artificial moon descended a beam of light that destroyed everything, killing the Wings of Hurricane.
"Moreover, the other biological races on Planet Bernardo have a poor impression of Chromatic Dragons and Ferrous Dragons; once discovered, they will immediately prepare for a crusade."
The Dragon Clan has many classifications.
For instance, the most common ones are the Chromatic Dragons, Metallic Dragons, and Gem Dragons, followed by the Ferrous Dragons.
Because Chromatic Dragons are inherently evil and keen on causing destruction, they are identified as Evil Dragons. Ferrous Dragons are even seen as the 'mad dogs' among Dragonkin, frequently killing their own kind, let alone other biological races.
"I am a Hybrid Dragon of Chromatic and Sub-Iron Bloodlines, specifically a mix of Red Dragon and Iron Dragon. I'm afraid I'll be seen as the most evil among Evil Dragons—a naturally wicked Dragonkin seed, so terrifying that I must not be allowed to live."
He sat down by the lakeside.
The Young Dragon's tail was submerged in the water, swaying back and forth.
Moonlight shone on Garros as he felt the comfort of his tail drifting in the water, with occasional small fish cleaning away weeds and dust, while he pondered in his heart.
"I should still train more and strengthen myself."
"Only by becoming strong will I have more confidence when facing potential dangers in the future."
This dragon life has only just begun, and Garros hoped to live as long as possible, not wanting to be like his previous life, where he met with a fatal accident right in the prime of his eighteen years.
"First, set a small goal: live to be a hundred."
"Wait, Dragonkin only reach adulthood at a hundred; I'd better hope for a thousand-year lifespan."
Garros leaned backward.
The Young Dragon's body crashed through the water's surface, splashing countless crystal-clear droplets under the moonlight. He dove to the deepest part of the lake, enduring the heavy water pressure without breathing.
—Dragonkin can actually breathe underwater.
Garros simply wanted to train his cardiopulmonary capacity and his affinity for the water element.
Thanks to various daily training sessions, his lungs were much stronger than those of ordinary Dragonkin, and the intensity and duration of his Dragon Breath were superior to those of a normal Young Dragon.
Additionally, both Iron Dragons and Red Dragons are fire-attribute dragons and do not actually like water.
The hybrid Garros was the same—a definitive fire-attribute dragon.
Attacks with attributes like water or ice would deal double damage to him.
The best way to overcome fear is to face it.
To prevent being caught off guard by attribute-countering attacks one day, Garros had been enduring his aversion to water for several years, occasionally soaking in it for desensitization and adaptation.
By now, his instinctive aversion to water had completely vanished.
Although he hadn't actually encountered a water-attribute attack and couldn't be certain of his water element affinity, Garros felt that, at the very least, he wouldn't take double damage.
Suddenly.
A slight ripple in the water came from behind him.
A dark shadow approached rapidly and launched an attack on Garros.
Garros keenly captured the change in the current. Before the attack could land, he turned his body, raised his dragon claw, and struck out fiercely.
Boom!
A black dragon claw and a fiery Red Dragon claw collided, sending a shockwave through the water.
The fiery Red Dragon claw locked with Garros's, attempting a contest of strength.
However.
Garros's strength was astonishing. The powerful muscles beneath his dragon scales bulged, even lifting the scales slightly. His claw pressed back the fiery red one inch by inch, forcing it to retreat.
The contest of strength was lost.
The owner of the fiery red claw withdrew it and stared at Garros with a pair of Red Dragon pupils, saying in a crisp, displeased voice, "Garros, you wretched hybrid, I will defeat you sooner or later!"
Hatchling Samantha was Garros's biological Red Dragon Sister, a pure-blooded Red Dragon.
In the Dragon Clan, hybrids are rare because Dragonkin Bloodlines are overbearing and difficult to fuse.
For example, when a Red Dragon and an Iron Dragon conceive offspring, there is a very high probability of producing a pure-blooded Red Dragon or a pure-blooded Iron Dragon; the offspring will inherit the Bloodline of one parent. Hybrid Dragons like Garros, who can fuse the blood of Red and Iron, are few in number.
Slap!
Garros slapped the red Hatchling on the head with his claw.
"When dealing with a Dragonkin stronger than you, watch your tone and choice of words."
This slap sent the red Hatchling's head tilting sharply, nearly knocking her off balance; the force was not light.
Between Dragons, especially Evil Dragons, strength is often what speaks. Only power can earn the respect of other Evil Dragons, and Garros had grown accustomed to this way of communication.
Red Dragon Sister hatched a year later than Garros.
At that time, Garros saw that his dragon sister was chubby and round, looking cute and honest, so he tore off a piece of meat from the food he was eating and gave it to her.
As a result.
Instead, she thought Garros was weak and took advantage of him. Her Evil Dragon nature flared up, and she ordered Garros to hand over all his food. The other Iron Dragon Brother, who hatched at the same time, also thought Garros was weak and conspired with Red Dragon Sister to extort Garros's food.
After being rejected by Garros, the two actually used their claws to try and snatch all of Garros's food.
Afterward, Garros pinned them to the ground and gave them a severe beating, and they only behaved after several of their teeth were knocked out.
As a Hybrid Dragon, Garros was naturally stronger than an ordinary Red Dragon or Iron Dragon, not to mention he was a year older.
Meanwhile.
After taking the slap, Red Dragon Sister bared her teeth, wanting to fight back, but when she saw the fierce glint in Garros's eyes, she sensibly restrained herself.
Red Dragons worship violence and like to solve problems through force.
However, when their violence is weaker than the opponent's, they will endure for the time being, waiting to surpass them before taking vicious revenge.
Furthermore, she had received plenty of beatings from Garros over the years and knew that this dragon brother of hers would not show any mercy.
"My respected brother."
Red Dragon Sister softened her tone and said, "Mother wants you to go to the dragon nest."
After stating her purpose for finding Garros, she muttered under her breath, "Spending every day soaking in water... you're really strange. You made me have to come into the water too."
Red Dragon Sister was completely uncomfortable in the water, her dragon face filled with an expression of disgust.
She wiggled her tail and waist, floating rapidly toward the surface and leaving the lake water ahead of Garros.
Garros was in no hurry. He flapped his wings in the water and then burst out, soaring through the air. He overtook Red Dragon Sister and flew toward the dragon nest.
The dragon nest—it was located on the cliff face of the eastern side of the sinkhole.
From the outside, it looked like a simple and rugged cave.
Moonlight could not reach inside the dragon nest, but the stone walls inside were plated with a layer of strange metal. Some areas emitted a bright glow, so it was not dark inside.
Garros folded his wings and walked with alternating limbs, stepping across the metallized floor as he went deeper inside.
The deeper he went, the more metal there was around him.
Clusters of metal bloomed like flowers on the stone walls, and some angular metal pillars protruded from the ground.
Finally, when Garros reached the deepest part of the cave, his vision suddenly opened up as he arrived in a massive 'hollow.'
This core of the dragon nest was not a crude cavern in the traditional sense.
The surrounding ground and stone walls were covered in a layer of soft yet tough metal, its texture similar to mercury, but with rust-colored ripples on the surface.
To the north stood a thirty-meter-high tiered metal platform, atop which was Iron Dragon Mother's exclusive throne.
—It was forged from countless swords and halberds. The weapons of the defeated were now solidified into steps, with each level inscribed with dragon language runes.
Garros looked up.
On the throne was a behemoth twenty meters long, whose breath created air currents like howling gales—a true dragon.