Kalon lay lazily in his lair.
During this period, he went through another brief month-long hibernation, and his body had already reached over four meters due to the Overlimit Growth talent.
This size already far exceeded the normal size of Five-Colored Dragons of the same age, and it must be said that Raven's feeding was crucial.
The Kalon of today could no longer be satisfied with the meager amount of food Akzi provided daily at fixed times and quantities.
Under the Overlimit Growth talent, his appetite was also much larger than that of a normal Young Dragon, and his digestive ability was even more terrifying.
He had to eat at least double his body weight in food every day to support his growth, development, and daily activities; if he did not get sufficient food supply, his growth and development would be delayed, and his daily activities would also have to be reduced.
Then he could only lie lazily on the ground like some fierce beast or a lazy sloth to reduce energy consumption.
And relying solely on Raven's feeding was not a good solution; Raven did not come every day, and the Little pixie Raven was not a Dragon's accessory, not needing to follow the Dragon's every move.
Since that was the case, in order not to delay his growth and development, he could only figure out a way himself.
Kalon had previously wanted to learn some magic from Raven; Raven's magic was undoubtedly extremely convenient for hunting.
However, all of the Pixie's abilities came from the innate possession of fairy dust, and like Dragons relying on their own Evil Dragon Blood, it was more like a bloodline warlock; these abilities could not be obtained through learning.
However, during the exploration process, Kalon discovered that although Dragons were naturally powerful magical creatures, they surprisingly did not have a magic core within their bodies.
Or rather, the magic core was the Dragon's own Evil Dragon Bloodline, and perhaps the same principle applied to bloodline warlock-type spellcasters.
The Evil Dragon Bloodline had been continuously absorbing and accumulating magic power since the Dragon's birth to support the Dragon's growth; as time passed, every blood vessel throughout the Dragon's body flowed with Evil Dragon Bloodline and magic power, with the heart serving as the central transfer, activation point, and regulator for all the body's magic power.
Although this made Dragon magic as quick and fast as a warlock's, Dragon spells needed to be awakened through continuous hibernation, and the awakened spells were not very numerous.
Some unlucky Dragons even only awakened a few spells throughout their entire Dragon life, including seemingly useless spells like item location spells, which was undoubtedly a great waste of the Dragon's powerful magical abilities.
From the perspective of most Dragons, their naturally powerful bodies and sharp claws were already strong enough, not to mention the Dragon Breath vomit that was more powerful than most magic.
As they aged, Dragons would naturally grow stronger; why bother tormenting themselves and asking for trouble when they could become stronger just by sleeping?
Moreover, the restless Evil Dragon Blood flowing within the Five-Colored Dragons also affected them at all times; they found it difficult to calm down for independent meditation and absorption of magic, let alone learning spells.
Kalon was different; he had the self-awareness and clear rationality of a human, which allowed him to suppress the influence of the Evil Dragon Blood, enabling him to calm down and learn spell knowledge. Currently, the influence of the Evil Dragon Blood on him was probably only equivalent to the common distracting thoughts that humans experience.
Kalon knew that although Dragons were formidable creatures, there were also many creatures more powerful than Dragons, including some Legendary species that preyed on Dragons.most notably the Behir These serpentine monsters are specialized dragon-hunters, often seeking out dragons to destroy
And even among humans, who were considered weak in the eyes of Dragons, there were many Dragon hunters who targeted Dragons; they considered slaying Dragons an honor, and the Dragon's treasure was also their motivation.
Although as a Red Dragon and a man, he liked to crush enemies and conquer opponents with his bare body and strength.
But Kalon, who had an innate fear of insufficient firepower from his soul, felt that he needed to have more means at his disposal, and magic was clearly a type of power.the main motive for this way of thinking is because truely strong mages could even contend with gods and can almost do anything.
Moreover, Kalon learned from the recently assimilated inheritance that Legendary mages possessed the knowledge and ability to open a demiplane exclusive to mages in the void.
Even if the mage died, unless the demiplane's planar coordinates were exposed, the demiplane would not fall into enemy hands; it would only fall into the void until the plane perished.
This made Kalon very envious; perhaps Dragons, as powerful magical creatures, did not need to reach Legendary status to open their own exclusive demiplane.
This was the Dragon's safest treasury and dwelling place, equivalent to a stable safe house. Kalon, who lacked a sense of security, immediately decided that he should embark on the path of diligent study.
Kalon felt that he should find an opportunity to talk to Akzi and see if Akzi had any knowledge in this area. But currently, the most important thing was to fill his stomach.
Half of the pond in the canyon was now frozen into a huge sheet of ice, and two White Dragons occupied it as an open-air Dragon Nest, which made Black Dragon Rosani very envious, and he would wander around the pond every day.
Then he would be chased far away by the White Dragon brothers, unless Rosani was accompanying other Young Dragons to drink water.
The scene Kalon saw when he emerged from his cave was a daily occurrence in the canyon. The White Dragon brothers were probably about to enter hibernation recently, so after chasing away the Black Dragon, they lay lazily on the ice like huskies, with their limbs spread out.
They only got up when they saw Kalon approaching. Germott, who was fond of trash-talking, greeted his idol eagerly: "You're awake, Kalon. You've grown even stronger."
Black Dragon Rosani seized the opportunity to sneak over and greet Kalon.
Kalon nodded, took a look, and saw that most of the Young Dragons who hadn't entered hibernation yet were probably all here, so he spoke: "I'm going hunting in the forest. Do you want to come along?"
The reason he asked for the Young Dragons' opinions was because Dragon hatchlings generally only leave the Dragon Nest to explore the safe surroundings of the Dragon Nest during their Young Dragon period, when they also have a certain degree of self-preservation.
Young Dragons usually stay in the Dragon Nest, sleeping, frolicking, and playing. Although he wanted to take the Young Dragons out hunting to train the Dragon's team coordination, he still had to respect the wishes of other Dragons.
Because Kalon also had the young female Dragon Klenaya and Blue Dragon Dos enter hibernation one after another, the Black Dragon and White Dragon at this time could not play games and could only sleep every day, having long been bored to death.
So they decided to go hunting in the forest with the Red Dragon. Kalon, who was strong beyond a Young Dragon, also gave them considerable confidence and a sense of security.
Green Dragon Antagena, nestled in her mountain cave, had always had a curious longing for the forest unlike other Young Dragons. Hearing the Young Dragons' decision, she also poked her head out and called: "Take me with you, Kalon. The forest is my home ground; I'll be helpful."
Kalon nodded in agreement and led the Dragon to fly towards the forest outside the canyon. The scales on the Young Dragons' bodies were too conspicuous and easily spotted by prey.
The tall and dense forest could obstruct the prey's vision, but it could not block the Dragon's sharp eyes; the forest was very suitable as a hunting ground for the Young Dragons.
Kalon was not leaving the Dragon Nest for the first time; with the help of the Little pixie Raven, the pathfinder, he was actually very familiar with the nearby forest.
He decided to hunt only within a few dozen miles around the Dragon Nest; this area was considered very safe.
Overly powerful ferocious beasts and high-level creatures were either driven away or hunted by Blue Dragon Akzi; once he encountered any danger he couldn't resist, he could quickly get support from the adult Dragons resting in the Dragon Nest by calling for help loudly.
The Young Dragons spread their wings and flew in the sky, searching and advancing in a triangular formation.
Along the way, there were only the wailing and howling of the Young Dragons, clearly extremely excited about their first hunt and rare outing. Kalon did not intend to stop them; he also wanted to howl a few times.
The forest, unsuitable for adult Dragon hunting, had an exceptionally large number of beasts, especially when the forest, which had erupted into chaos, whether due to the Young Dragons' wailing or their unrestrained Dragon might, became even livelier.
Wild deer scattering and fleeing, wolf packs giving up their hunt and howling in fear, startled birds flying from their perches in the trees, sloths falling from high trees, and black bears hastily scrambling into their dens.
Kalon, looking down for targets, even saw a few wild rabbits that had knocked themselves unconscious against trees.
But none of these were Kalon's targets; he was carefully searching for his prey.
A black wild boar, over six meters long, was grunting while using its thick, long tusks to dig up plant tubers from the ground. A circle of beard-like white fur on its face was already stained black with mud, and its large body was covered in thick, coarse, knotted black fur.
A thick layer of mud armor, formed from a mixture of mud and tree resin, covered its body. This was a Wild Boar King that had already entered the ranks of ferocious animals.
The wild boar herd led by this Wild Boar King probably consisted of about two hundred individuals, scattered around the king, leisurely feeding.
The herd had no vigilance at all while feeding, because their leader was the strongest creature in this low hill area; all invading enemies would be impaled by the Wild Boar King's huge tusks and then dismembered and eaten by the herd.
A gust of wind blew, bringing a peculiar and dangerous scent. The Wild Boar King, buried in digging, vigilantly raised its head, its small eyes beginning to search for the source of the dangerous scent.
The next moment, the dangerous scent descended from the sky. The Young Dragons, forming a circle around the boar herd, slowly flapped their wings to hover three feet above the ground, their hunting instincts fixing all their gazes on the leader within the herd.
Before the Dragon could even act, the Wild Boar King, sensing danger, let out an urgent howl, avoiding the strong Red Dragon directly in front of it and driving the herd towards the direction of the seemingly weakest Black Dragon. The Wild Boar King also began to charge forward under the protection of the herd.
The charging momentum of the herd startled the Black Dragon, who hastily ascended, allowing the herd to pass, while simultaneously spitting a mouthful of acid at the massive Wild Boar King.
The weak acid of the Young Dragon hit the Wild Boar King's thick mud armor, only producing a faint sizzling sound, not even breaking through the mud armor.
Seeing this, Kalon roared in anger, ascended, and chased after the Wild Boar King in the herd.
White Dragon camid, usually slow to react, suddenly swooped down from mid-air beside the Black Dragon. His sharp Dragon claws swept past, grazing the Wild Boar King's hind leg, cutting through the mud armor and leaving a wound on the Wild Boar King's thigh, from which a trace of blood bloomed.
But this minor injury was insignificant to the massive Wild Boar King; the thick, mud-armor-like spell awakened by the ferocious beast blocked a large amount of damage, so it ignored everything and charged forward with its head down.
Green Dragon Antagena,who had arrived in pursuit, hastily activated her innate ability. The vines clinging to the trees suddenly twisted into tentacles and actively wrapped around the Wild Boar King's running hooves.
But the strength of the rampaging Wild Boar King was such that even Kalon dared not easily confront it head-on; it was not something a few vines could restrain, only causing it to stumble slightly.
White Dragon Germot was half a beat slower than the Green Dragon. He barely managed to spray his Dragon Breath; the cold Dragon Breath could not freeze the beast's running steps, but it condensed into a thin layer of ice beneath the Wild Boar King's feet, causing the beast's front hooves to slip and it to fall to its knees.
At this moment, Kalon's attack arrived. His strong muscles exerted force, and his sharp Dragonclaws swept past, easily piercing the mud armor and opening a gash on the Wild Boar King's spine, revealing the white spinal bone wrapped in pink muscle.
Then he tore off a piece of flesh and, using the screaming Wild Boar King, who was trying to get up and escape again, as leverage, he flew up.
The Black Dragon, realizing what was happening, quickly spat a stream of venom at the Wild Boar King's eye, blinding one of its eyes.
The frantic Wild Boar King rushed left and right, but the cooperation between the Young Dragons gradually became tacit, with ice and vines hindering its escape.
Kalon and Camid's sharp claws continuously bled and tore at it, while the Black Dragondesperately flapped its wings, wanting to fly in front of the Wild Boar King and spray acid, repeating its trick.
Before it had run a few miles, bang, the Wild Boar King, unable to sustain itself, crashed to the ground, unable to get up again, only having the strength to grunt while lying there.
Kalon, landing, walked to the front of this ferocious Wild Boar King, biting through its neck. The hot blood flowed into Kalon's hungry stomach, filling him with a sense of satisfaction.
Kalon suppressed his urge to eat and used his sharp Dragon claws to cut open the abdomen of this massive beast, pulling out its slowly beating heart and handing it to White Dragon Kamide; this was the best reward for Camid's bravery.
Camid roared softly with delight, biting through the huge heart.
Then Kalon called the Young Dragons forward to share this giant creature, while he himself occupied the abdominal area and began to eat. Now was the Dragon's time to enjoy the prey; the Young Dragons' feast had begun.