There is no doubt that Zuo Si's size, strength, reaction speed, breath power and spellcasting ability in his current dragon form are simply not comparable to that of Wilmes.
Although at the beginning, this grumpy and fierce red dragon tried to gain some advantages by relying on its muscle strength that was far superior to other dragons.
Unfortunately, she soon discovered that the opponent's strength attribute was actually higher than hers. Instead of taking any advantage, she was overwhelmed.
Even in the field of hand-to-hand combat that I am best at, I was beaten without any ability to fight back.
Although Wilmes has more fighting experience in the dragon form and has many tricks, there is really no good way to face this kind of all-round three-dimensional crushing.
It only took less than ten minutes from the beginning to the end of the fight. She was already lying on the ground motionless like a dead dog, with scales and muscles severely burned and carbonized by the lightning breath all over her body.
Not only that!
The wounds that were torn apart by the claws and were bleeding looked very scary. The deepest one was half a meter long, and a large piece of flesh was dug out. Several living people could even be stuffed into the recessed area.
At this moment, the ambitious Wilmes finally realized how disappointing the gap between his own strength and those of the real dragon kings in Faerûn was.
To put it bluntly, even if five of us attack a Dragon King, they may all be slaughtered by the opponent in a short time.
In addition, being ravaged by Zuo Si's dragon form also severely affected the arrogant and arrogant part of Red Dragon's character, and a strong sense of frustration emerged involuntarily in his heart.
After all, before this, the two transformed into giant dragons to compete with each other, but she was the one who suppressed Zuo Side and taught her many close-quarters combat skills.
But it has only been a while now, and the other party has already opened up a chasm-like gap between them.
Obviously, all these changes originate from the omnipotent and powerful magical power.
Although Wilmes always had a dispensable attitude towards magic in the past, now she has finally made up her mind to fully develop the magical power flowing in her blood, otherwise it would be an absolute fantasy to become the Dragon King.
Because any dragon king, regardless of whether he has a professional level, his natural spellcasting ability will not be lower than a LV21 warlock.
Some of the most powerful and ancient dragon kings, who have even exceeded the lifespan of their own race, have natural spellcasting abilities that are even comparable to those of level 40 warlocks. They have fourteenth, fifteenth, and sixteenth-level spell slots, and can cast nine-level magic instantly.
It also comes with powerful metamagic skills and spells.
If you wear an artifact like [Supreme Talisman] with its own extremely effective spells, a single [Energy Absorption Spell] can directly lower the target by six levels.
If there is no [Advanced Restoration Technique] and corresponding potions, or [Wish Technique], [Miracle Technique] for recovery, then the dragon's abilities and attributes in all aspects will quickly degrade by at least one or two age groups.p>
The deeper he thought about it, the more Wilmes realized the huge mistake he had made before, lying on the ground breathing heavily.
"Why, are you giving up now? Haven't you been clamoring to tear Balagas' "Flying Flame" to pieces and replace it? You must know that Ivicola Sagrain is much more powerful than him. As long as you can force it with me
If we are tied, we should be qualified to compete with Balagas." Zuo Si joked condescendingly.
Red Dragon curled his lips angrily and responded: "Stop making sarcastic remarks there!
I haven't even reached the ancient age group, so how can I defeat a monster like you?
I can’t believe that when you escaped from the Floating City a few years ago, you were still an apprentice who could only tremble in front of me, but now you have unimaginable power.
Human beings...
What a strange species.
The initial conditions are obviously very poor, but there are infinite possibilities.
More than half of the legendary mages and legendary warriors on the continent of Faerûn are humans, or at least have some human blood.
Even among the numerous examples of mortals becoming gods, at first glance, they are basically humans and not other races.”
Hearing Wilmes's emotional speech, Zuo Si couldn't help but smile and explain: "Because we are weak, we long for strength. Because life is short, we are always full of passion, and we want to gain eternity and immortality.
In this process, we continue to learn, understand, explore, research and create, pursuing the realization of the value of our own existence.
This is humankind, a complex race that is both weak and powerful, both noble and despicable. Even its mere existence is full of violent contradictions.
Sometimes we are slaughtered as easily as ants, and sometimes we can burst out with courage that shocks the gods, creating one great miracle after another.
So I suggest you not to underestimate human beings, otherwise you will suffer big losses sooner or later.
Another thing is to learn to control the greed, cruelty and cruelty in your nature instead of letting them control your brain."
"I know, I will try my best to correct it. But now I need treatment, those wounds really hurt." Wilmes complained as he stared at the deepest wounds on his body.
"Lie still and don't move."
Zuo Si quickly released the prepared magic in one breath.
In the blink of an eye, the wounds on the red dragon's body healed quickly under the dual action of positive energy and natural energy, and even the scales that fell off during the fight grew back.
Of course, just like before, these scales will also take a certain amount of time to grow back to their normal size and thickness.
Just when Zuo Si was about to release the dragon form, he suddenly felt Wilmes' lower body suddenly lift up and rub against him. At the same time, there was some kind of strange aura and signal all over his body, and even his breathing became faster than usual.
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Especially the tail, which rolled up in just a few seconds with slight friction.
In...estrus?!
Having read many books and research reports on the ecological investigation of giant dragons, Zuo Si instantly realized what these abnormal movements meant.
Because under the influence of this female red dragon, he began to have some physiological reactions while maintaining the dragon form.
Gan!
Realizing that Wilmes was inviting him to mate, Zuo Si immediately pushed him away, quickly returned to his human appearance, rolled his eyes fiercely and scolded: "What the hell are you doing?"
With undisguised desire in his eyes, Wilmes said in a seductive voice: "Isn't this obvious enough?
The power and might you showed in the battle just now attracted me deeply, so I hope to be your spouse, even if it’s just one of you.
And I believe that the dragon eggs born from the union between you and me will definitely hatch offspring far superior to other giant dragons.
What, aren't you used to mating in dragon form?
It doesn't matter, I can change into a human form."
As the last word blurted out, the red dragon cast a spell and transformed into a human female image wearing a red low-cut dress, and posed in a pose that it thought was full of temptation to invite again.
Zuo Si was instantly angered and laughed, and mocked in a slightly sarcastic tone: "You idiot, think about it with your own mind, my real race is not a dragon, I just happened to get an extra dragon form.
In the blue dragon form, if I mate with you, we may be able to give birth to pure dragon offspring.
But if it is in human form, it is more likely that a half-dragon with half-human blood will hatch from the egg."
But Wilmes shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "So what if it's a half-dragon? As long as it's smart and powerful enough, it's enough. And half-dragons are more loyal to their parents, and they will become the best tools to realize their ambitions.
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"Sorry, I will not use my children as tools, let alone allow others to do so.
If you want to mate, go find Huendal imprisoned between the seals.
Oh, by the way, remember to pack up the dragon eggs that Davian brought back some time ago, as well as those from other worlds that I mixed with the five-color dragon bloodline through magic, and the experimental hybrid half-dragon cubs.
I will take them all away later."
After saying this, Zuo Si ignored the other party's reaction, threw down a traceless extension spell box made into a card, and then turned around and left.
Watching his retreating back, Wilmes immediately picked up a stone and threw it hard at the Dire Wolf Goblin not far away, roaring angrily: "Asshole! Am I so unattractive?
It shouldn’t be!
There were many red dragons like Bertorgas who pursued me back then.
It must be that Soss lacks the unique aesthetics of a giant dragon, so he cannot understand the graceful curvature of the horns on my head, the alluring body lines, and the sexy and slender tail."
As he spoke, Wilmes instantly returned to his original appearance, admiring his "appearance" and "figure" that were among the best among the entire dragon clan with narcissistic eyes.
Of course, this kind of "beauty" and "sexiness" will definitely not be appreciated by most races.
In other words, in the eyes of mortals, the first feeling of any dragon is always fear and awe.
Even if a metal dragon from the good camp is transformed into a human, elf or half-elf, it is difficult for people to have any inappropriate thoughts.
In fact, the premise of most love stories between silver dragons, golden dragons and adventurers is that the silver dragon deliberately hides his identity to join the team for adventure, and then slowly develops a relationship along the way.
Otherwise, he would have been looking at a giant beast many times bigger than himself all day long, even if it was Faerûn's famous beauty hunter who often appeared at the Bronze Crown Inn in Ashtra, who claimed to not let go of women from goblins to orcs.
The conqueror—Safanas, probably can’t muster any courage.
Fortunately!
Wilmes did not immerse himself in his "beauty" for too long, and soon returned to normal. He ordered the dire wolf goblin who was hit on the head with a bloody head by a stone: "Go and put all the types of things piled up in the warehouse."
To be continued...