Kalon Kogmora lay lazily on the riverbank, his eyes narrowed, his long tail wrapped around the
bones of his prey, with a few strands of flesh and blood still clinging to them, dangling into the
water.
The tip of his tail occasionally twitched, enticing a striped ferocious fish that was cautiously
circling in the deep water.
But this striped ferocious fish, slyly eyeing the tempting bait, refused to bite and even drove away
the surrounding, previously dense schools of fish.
At this time, the Red Dragon, having grown and developed over the past two years, had reached
a length of five meters, making him an undeniable red giant beast.
He surpassed the size of many Young Dragons; only the most powerful Young Dragons of the extraordinary bloodlines could even challenge him
No normal Red Dragon or Metal Dragon could compare to Kalon Kogmora.
However, the Red Dragon's growth had begun to slow and stagnate recently; clearly, even with
his talent for Super-Limit Growth, the mediocre Evil Dragon Blood flowing within him was
insufficient to support his further strengthening.
He could think of several ways to resolve this predicament: the first was the impending slumber,
passing through the critical sleep period from hatchling to Young Dragon, after which he would
break his current limitations and enter a new growth phase.
The second was to learn magic; perhaps becoming a Dragon Mage could help him break this
predicament with the power of magic.
However, Kalon Kogmora had already consulted Akzi, who had no knowledge in this area;
evidently, his predecessors, like most Dragon, were arrogant and lazy.
The Blue Dragon carlit was also like this, but Carlit offered to teach Kalon Kogmora the Dragon
Polymorph Spell.
Dragon naturally learn Dragon Transformation when they grow into Young Dragon, allowing
them to control the overall enlargement and shrinking of their bodies.
But the polymorph Spell is about changing into the form of other races, and it is not inscribed
It is in the inheritance of every Dragon.
Kalon Kogmora decided that if he couldn't learn the polymorph Spell from his inheritance
after this slumber, he would learn it from Carlit.
Perhaps he could use the polymorph Spell to find an opportunity to travel around the human
world and learn the knowledge he desired from human mages.
The third method was one where he needed to obtained a inheritance from someone legendary mage breaking through the limitations of
his mediocre Evil Dragon Blood and tracing back to the original/ancestral Evil Dragon blood of his bloodline
predecessors; a stronger bloodline would have a higher growth ceiling.
There were many Dragon figures in his inheritance who had broken through their mediocre
bloodlines; their bodies were generally larger than others of their kind, possessing unique power
characteristics and external symbols.
Among them, the one that left the deepest impression on Kalon Kogmora was a hundred-meter-
long Red Dragon, whose mountain-like massive body brought unparalleled oppression and fear
to enemies; under its sky-covering wings, the world seemed to wail and scream, praying for the
Red Dragon to restrain its power and destructive flames.
The unfortunate thing was that he only knew such a method existed; there was no specific
method for tracing the bloodline in the inheritance, suggesting that the predecessor who left his
Dragon inheritance must have had a naturally powerful bloodline.
Moreover, although it was closer to the ancient bloodline than the Evil Dragon Blood in him, it
was probably only limitedly stronger.
After all, he hadn't found any trace of his predecessor Red Dragon among those Dragon with
powerful titles—just some small fry, Kalon Kogmora maliciously mused, feeling a bit inflated.
The final method, and Kalon Kogmora's fundamental reliance for far surpassing other hatchlings
of his age, existed within his mind, deep in his consciousness, that vortex he could only see in his
dreams when he was in a trance.
Previously, the vortex, the size of a human infant's fist, after combining with his Evil Dragon
Blood to form the talent of Super-Limit Growth, only had a tiny, finger-sized core of fundamental
power left.
Over these past few years, Kalon Kogmora would meticulously probe it with his consciousness
every time he fell asleep, and now, the vortex, reduced to its most fundamental essence, finally
revealed its true face.
It was a marvelously complex structure composed of countless pale golden runes so tiny that
even consciousness struggled to observe them; this structure was elliptical, hidden within the
vortex, floating and sinking.
It was this cluster of runes that endowed Kalon Kogmora with abilities far exceeding those of
Dragon of his age, and Kalon Kogmora had a premonition that his Super-Limit Growth talent was
merely an insignificant ability of the mysterious runes.
When Kalon Kogmora first successfully hunted the Ferocious Boar King, he felt that the
dissipated soul of the Boar King caused a fluctuation in the power within his mind.
Unfortunately, he lacked the knowledge and ability to absorb souls; only the vortex passively
absorbed a trace of some kind of power from the soul at a very short distance, without any
subjective initiative.
Moreover, when he perceived the Boar King's soul power, he also vaguely sensed some danger;
perhaps it was a warning not to casually devour souls, or perhaps the fluctuation of these runes
made him discover certain hidden dangers—all of this remained unknown.
However, after several years of exploration and research, Kalon Kogmora discovered that
absorbed magic power could also strengthen the power of the vortex in his mind. But that cluster
of runes did not require mere magic power.
After several years, the massive amount of magic power spontaneously absorbed by the Dragon
only added a tiny bit to the dream vortex's volume; clearly, this vortex was some kind of energy
produced by the runes filtering magic power, perhaps only absorbing a certain essence contained
within the magic power.
The soul and a certain essence of magic power that could cause the runes to fluctuate should
have something in common. So, what exactly is this common point? The Red Dragon had many
conjectures, and some ideas were born from them.
But none of these methods could be immediately utilized. Thinking of this, the Red Dragon
sighed.
The 'air force' who had been fishing for half a day without a single bite immediately vented his
frustration on Klenaya, the little Female Red Dragon who was lying beside him, head facing
away, resting with her eyes closed, by flicking his tail onto her exceptionally hard skull.
"It's all your fault, Klenaya! You didn't control your Dragon Might properly, and now I didn't catch
any fish again."
Ever since the little Female Red Dragon learned that the Dragon's first hunt didn't include her,
she had been holding a grudge. Whenever Kalon Kogmora left the Dragon Nest, she would
follow him; during this time, it could be said that they were inseparable.
Opening her eyes, already accustomed to this situation, she laughed loudly at the Red Dragon:
"Kalon Kogmora, if you want to eat fish, you can ask Black Dragon Rosani to help you fish.
Otherwise, with your fishing skills, which are even worse than those low-level monkeys in the
forest, the Dragon would starve to death."
Enraged, Kalon Kogmora immediately roared, "Rosani, Rosani, come out quickly! Go block this
section of the river, both upstream and downstream. I'm going to drain all the water from this
river section today; I must get that cunning ferocious fish!"
Rosani, who was playing around dozens of meters upstream, poked his head out of the water. He
knew this was just Kalon Kogmora's joke; Kalon Kogmora usually didn't look down on his
companions because of his strength or casually order other Dragon around. He was a very easy-
going Dragon.
So, Black Dragon Rosani ignored the Red Dragon's unreasonable request, grinning and winking:
"Forget it, Kalon Kogmora. Or how about I go catch that damned ferocious fish and hang it on
your tail? That would be much faster than you draining the water."
"Pfft," Kalon Kogmora stood on all fours, spreading his wide wings, and spat out a mouthful of
saliva full of Mars, grumbling, "Klenaya, go back and gather the Dragon. It's time for the hunt."
This vast and fertile grassland perhaps deeply favored by Aikania World; its numerous rivers,
even in the driest season, never dried up.
The river, originating from the far north, always flowed across this grassland, nurturing the plants
and numerous wild beast populations here.
The Dragon flew forward in a triangular wedge formation in the sky, with the largest hatchling,
Kalon Kogmora, the leader of the hatchlings, at the very front, serving as the strongest attack
point in the formation.
At the tips of the two wings were the second largest, the Female Red Dragon Kelainaia, who
was already over three meters and close to four meters long, and the Blue Dragon Dos, who
controlled storms and lightning in the sky.
The other few hatchlings, each about three meters long and the size of an adult horse, connected
the two wings and the tip of the formation as triangular lines, ready to support the wings and the
front at any time.
And high above the hatchlings' formation, the eleven-meter-tall nanny Dragon Akzi soared with
outstretched wings.
His autonomously adjustable pupils had turned into vertical slits, and his sharp eyes peered far
ahead, searching for any potential dangers to the hatchlings.
Ever since Kalon Kogmora consciously trained the hatchlings in group awareness and
coordinated combat abilities, every hunt would involve gathering all the hatchlings.
On one hand, it satisfied the hatchlings' desire for combat and killing, and on the other hand, it
was an opportunity for the Dragon to explore the surrounding environment of their territory.
Therefore, each hatchling hunt would go further from the Dragon Nest, slightly exceeding the
Dragon Nest's radiation range, slowly and methodically expanding their activity range.
The Dragon swept past their familiar territory and set their sights on a herd of wild horses with
over three hundred members.
These wild horses were tall, robust, and plump, with glossy coats, looking very succulent.
Moreover, the wild horse herd ran daily on the grassland, so their meat would definitely be very
chewy due to the extensive exercise.
The hatchlings began to lock onto their targets, all strong stallions in the herd. This was due to
Kalon Kogmora's influence.
Kalon Kogmora generally did not prey on females or young, nor did he kill or hunt near water
sources. The hatchlings knew this was called sustainable development; they could not drain the
pond to catch all the fish.
The top-down influence was rapid and obvious; the current hatchlings still revered strength but
had gradually accustomed themselves to using wisdom.
The hatchlings' formation began to dive down with Kalon Kogmora, the Red Dragon leader's
broad and powerful wings breaking the wind in front, and the Dragon's diving speed grew faster
and faster.
By the time the horse herd realized something was wrong and scattered, galloping away, the
Dragon's attack had already arrived. The hatchlings, sweeping over the horse herd, grabbed their
respective targets with their claws. Kalon Kogmora's powerful front and hind claws firmly
gripped the wild horse leader, then he led the Dragon into the air, released the wild horse from
his claws, and slammed it hard onto the grassland.
The other hatchlings did not possess Kalon Kogmora's immense strength, but they all left
wounds on their respective targets sufficient to incapacitate them.
The remaining wild horses scattered, leaving only those immobile ones lying on the ground,
wailing plaintively.
The Dragon landed, and Akzi also landed in front of his prey. Like the Red Dragon, he breathed
out a blast that charred the wild horse's fur to ash.
He then cut open the abdomen, discarded the dirty internal organs like intestines and stomach,
and ate the other energy-rich and nutritious internal organs.
Finally, he signaled Kalon Kogmora to breathe Dragon's Breath and roast his prey, using the Red
Dragon's superb flame control ability to roast the wild horse to a crispy outside and tender inside
before opening his large mouth to enjoy the meal.
The other hatchlings did the same; the only difference was that the White Dragon liked to freeze
their cleaned prey into ice cubes, crunching them loudly in a way that made other Dragon's teeth
ache.
Many Black Dragon preferred to scavenge, using their acidic liquid to corrode prey before eating.
Rosani stated that was the vulgar taste of other inferior kin; a true male Dragon should be clean
and tasteful, just like the mighty Kalon Kogmora.
So, every time he would shamelessly either ask for help from Red Dragon Klenaya, like Green
Dragon Anta Jiena, or drag his prey and look at Kalon Kogmora with pleading eyes, making Kalon
Kogmora unable to stand it and actively help.
These influences from the unique Red Dragon were slowly changing the Dragon, though subtly,
accumulating little by little. When such incidents become frequent, quantitative change will lead
to qualitative change. This holds true for everything and everyone.
Kalon Kogmora lay lazily on the riverbank, his eyes narrowed, his long tail wrapped around the
bones of his prey, with a few strands of flesh and blood still clinging to them, dangling into the
water.
The tip of his tail occasionally twitched, enticing a striped ferocious fish that was cautiously
circling in the deep water.
But this striped ferocious fish, slyly eyeing the tempting bait, refused to bite and even drove away
the surrounding, previously dense schools of fish.
At this time, the Red Dragon, having grown and developed over the past two years, had reached
a length of five meters, making him an undeniable red giant beast.
He surpassed the size of many Young Dragons; only the Young Dragons of the most powerful
Red Dragon and Metal Dragon could compare to Kalon Kogmora.
However, the Red Dragon's growth had begun to slow and stagnate recently; clearly, even with
his talent for Super-Limit Growth, the mediocre Evil Dragon Blood flowing within him was
insufficient to support his further strengthening.
He could think of several ways to resolve this predicament: the first was the impending slumber,
passing through the critical sleep period from hatchling to Young Dragon, after which he would
break his current limitations and enter a new growth phase.
The second was to learn magic; perhaps becoming a Dragon Mage could help him break this
predicament with the power of magic.
However, Kalon Kogmora had already consulted Akzi, who had no knowledge in this area;
evidently, his predecessors, like most Dragon, were arrogant and lazy.
The Blue Dragon carlit was also like this, but Carlit offered to teach Kalon Kogmora the Dragon
TSpell.
Dragons naturally learn human transformation when they grow into Young Dragon, allowing
them to control the overall enlargement and shrinking of their bodies.
But the Transformation Spell is about changing into the form of other races, and it is not inscribed
in the inheritance of every Dragon.
Kalon Kogmora decided that if he couldn't learn the Transformation Spell from his inheritance
after this slumber, he would learn it from Carlit.
Perhaps he could use the Transformation Spell to find an opportunity to travel around the human
world and learn the knowledge he desired from human mages.
The third method was one he obtained from his inheritance: breaking through the limitations of
his mediocre Evil Dragon Blood and tracing back to the powerful Evil Dragon bloodline of his
predecessors; a stronger bloodline would have a higher growth ceiling.
There were many Dragon figures in his inheritance who had broken through their mediocre
bloodlines; their bodies were generally larger than others of their kind, possessing unique power
characteristics and external symbols.
Among them, the one that left the deepest impression on Kalon Kogmora was a hundred-meter-
long Red Dragon, whose mountain-like massive body brought unparalleled oppression and fear
to enemies; under its sky-covering wings, the world seemed to wail and scream, praying for the
Red Dragon to restrain its power and destructive flames.
The unfortunate thing was that he only knew such a method existed; there was no specific
method for tracing the bloodline in the inheritance, suggesting that the predecessor who left his
Dragon inheritance must have had a naturally powerful bloodline.
Moreover, although it was closer to the ancient bloodline than the Evil Dragon Blood in him, it
was probably only limitedly stronger.
After all, he hadn't found any trace of his predecessor Red Dragon among those Dragon with
powerful titles—just some small fry, Kalon Kogmora maliciously mused, feeling a bit inflated.
The final method, and Kalon Kogmora's fundamental reliance for far surpassing other hatchlings
of his age, existed within his mind, deep in his consciousness, that vortex he could only see in his
dreams when he was in a trance.
Previously, the vortex, the size of a human infant's fist, after combining with his Evil Dragon
Blood to form the talent of Super-Limit Growth, only had a tiny, finger-sized core of fundamental
power left.
Over these past few years, Kalon Kogmora would meticulously probe it with his consciousness
every time he fell asleep, and now, the vortex, reduced to its most fundamental essence, finally
revealed its true face.
It was a marvelously complex structure composed of countless pale golden runes so tiny that
even consciousness struggled to observe them; this structure was elliptical, hidden within the
vortex, floating and sinking.
It was this cluster of runes that endowed Kalon Kogmora with abilities far exceeding those of
Dragon of his age, and Kalon Kogmora had a premonition that his Super-Limit Growth talent was
merely an insignificant ability of the mysterious runes.
When Kalon Kogmora first successfully hunted the Ferocious Boar King, he felt that the
dissipated soul of the Boar King caused a fluctuation in the power within his mind.
Unfortunately, he lacked the knowledge and ability to absorb souls; only the vortex passively
absorbed a trace of some kind of power from the soul at a very short distance, without any
subjective initiative.
Moreover, when he perceived the Boar King's soul power, he also vaguely sensed some danger;
perhaps it was a warning not to casually devour souls, or perhaps the fluctuation of these runes
made him discover certain hidden dangers—all of this remained unknown.
However, after several years of exploration and research, Kalon Kogmora discovered that
absorbed magic power could also strengthen the power of the vortex in his mind. But that cluster
of runes did not require mere magic power.
After several years, the massive amount of magic power spontaneously absorbed by the Dragon
only added a tiny bit to the dream vortex's volume; clearly, this vortex was some kind of energy
produced by the runes filtering magic power, perhaps only absorbing a certain essence contained
within the magic power.
The soul and a certain essence of magic power that could cause the runes to fluctuate should
have something in common. So, what exactly is this common point? The Red Dragon had many
conjectures, and some ideas were born from them.
But none of these methods could be immediately utilized. Thinking of this, the Red Dragon
sighed.
The 'air force' who had been fishing for half a day without a single bite immediately vented his
frustration on Klenaya, the little Female Red Dragon who was lying beside him, head facing
away, resting with her eyes closed, by flicking his tail onto her exceptionally hard skull.
"It's all your fault, Klenaya! You didn't control your Dragon Might properly, and now I didn't catch
any fish again."
Ever since the little Female Red Dragon learned that the Dragon's first hunt didn't include her,
she had been holding a grudge. Whenever Kalon Kogmora left the Dragon Nest, she would
follow him; during this time, it could be said that they were inseparable.
Opening her eyes, already accustomed to this situation, she laughed loudly at the Red Dragon:
"Kalon Kogmora, if you want to eat fish, you can ask Black Dragon Rosani to help you fish.
Otherwise, with your fishing skills, which are even worse than those low-level monkeys in the
forest, the Dragon would starve to death."
Enraged, Kalon Kogmora immediately roared, "Rosani, Rosani, come out quickly! Go block this
section of the river, both upstream and downstream. I'm going to drain all the water from this
river section today; I must get that cunning ferocious fish!"
Rosani, who was playing around dozens of meters upstream, poked his head out of the water. He
knew this was just Kalon Kogmora's joke; Kalon Kogmora usually didn't look down on his
companions because of his strength or casually order other Dragon around. He was a very easy-
going Dragon.
So, Black Dragon Rosani ignored the Red Dragon's unreasonable request, grinning and winking:
"Forget it, Kalon Kogmora. Or how about I go catch that damned ferocious fish and hang it on
your tail? That would be much faster than you draining the water."
"Pfft," Kalon Kogmora stood on all fours, spreading his wide wings, and spat out a mouthful of
saliva full of Mars, grumbling, "Klenaya, go back and gather the Dragon. It's time for the hunt."
This vast and fertile grassland perhaps deeply favored by Aikania World; its numerous rivers,
even in the driest season, never dried up.
The river, originating from the far north, always flowed across this grassland, nurturing the plants
and numerous wild beast populations here.
The Dragon flew forward in a triangular wedge formation in the sky, with the largest hatchling,
Kalon Kogmora, the leader of the hatchlings, at the very front, serving as the strongest attack
point in the formation.
At the tips of the two wings were the second largest, the Female Red Dragon Klenaya , who
was already over three meters and close to four meters long, and the Blue Dragon Dos, who
controlled storms and lightning in the sky.
The other few hatchlings, each about three meters long and the size of an adult horse, connected
the two wings and the tip of the formation as triangular lines, ready to support the wings and the
front at any time.
And high above the hatchlings' formation, the eleven-meter-tall nanny Dragon Akzi soared with
outstretched wings.
His autonomously adjustable pupils had turned into vertical slits, and his sharp eyes peered far
ahead, searching for any potential dangers to the hatchlings.
Ever since Kalon Kogmora consciously trained the hatchlings in group awareness and
coordinated combat abilities, every hunt would involve gathering all the hatchlings.
On one hand, it satisfied the hatchlings' desire for combat and killing, and on the other hand, it
was an opportunity for the Dragon to explore the surrounding environment of their territory.
Therefore, each hatchling hunt would go further from the Dragon Nest, slightly exceeding the
Dragon Nest's radiation range, slowly and methodically expanding their activity range.
The Dragon swept past their familiar territory and set their sights on a herd of wild horses with
over three hundred members.
These wild horses were tall, robust, and plump, with glossy coats, looking very succulent.
Moreover, the wild horse herd ran daily on the grassland, so their meat would definitely be very
chewy due to the extensive exercise.
The hatchlings began to lock onto their targets, all strong stallions in the herd. This was due to
Kalon Kogmora's influence.
Kalon Kogmora generally did not prey on females or young, nor did he kill or hunt near water
sources. The hatchlings knew this was called sustainable development; they could not drain the
pond to catch all the fish.
The top-down influence was rapid and obvious; the current hatchlings still revered strength but
had gradually accustomed themselves to using wisdom.
The hatchlings' formation began to dive down with Kalon Kogmora, the Red Dragon leader's
broad and powerful wings breaking the wind in front, and the Dragon's diving speed grew faster
and faster.
By the time the horse herd realized something was wrong and scattered, galloping away, the
Dragon's attack had already arrived. The hatchlings, sweeping over the horse herd, grabbed their
respective targets with their claws. Kalon Kogmora's powerful front and hind claws firmly
gripped the wild horse leader, then he led the Dragon into the air, released the wild horse from
his claws, and slammed it hard onto the grassland.
The other hatchlings did not possess Kalon Kogmora's immense strength, but they all left
wounds on their respective targets sufficient to incapacitate them.
The remaining wild horses scattered, leaving only those immobile ones lying on the ground,
wailing plaintively.
The Dragon landed, and Akzi also landed in front of his prey. Like the Red Dragon, he breathed
out a blast that charred the wild horse's fur to ash.
He then cut open the abdomen, discarded the dirty internal organs like intestines and stomach,
and ate the other energy-rich and nutritious internal organs.
Finally, he signaled Kalon Kogmora to breathe Dragon's Breath and roast his prey, using the Red
Dragon's superb flame control ability to roast the wild horse to a crispy outside and tender inside
before opening his large mouth to enjoy the meal.
The other hatchlings did the same; the only difference was that the White Dragon liked to freeze
their cleaned prey into ice cubes, crunching them loudly in a way that made other Dragon's teeth
ache.
Many Black Dragon preferred to scavenge, using their acidic liquid to corrode prey before eating.
Rosani stated that was the vulgar taste of other inferior kin; a true male Dragon should be clean
and tasteful, just like the mighty Kalon Kogmora.
So, every time he would shamelessly either ask for help from Red Dragon Klenaya, like Green
Dragon Antagena, or drag his prey and look at Kalon Kogmora with pleading eyes, making Kalon
Kogmora unable to stand it and actively help.
These influences from the unique Red Dragon were slowly changing the Dragon, though subtly,
accumulating little by little. When such incidents become frequent, quantitative change will lead
to qualitative change. This holds true for everything and everyone.