"I believe in Garon!" Boris said loudly with a face full of sincerity.
"Me too," Saszt followed. However, he glanced at Boris repeatedly before shouting. He had always followed Polly's lead.
A few Dragon Whelps began to be lively again at the entrance of Garon's cave. They began to talk about some of the recent events.
"Oh right, Garon," Boris suddenly said seriously. "There's something that you have to be careful of."
"What?"
"Reyman, the most talented Dragon Whelp in our White Dragon Clan. He has been coming over to ask about your situation recently. It seems that he's holding a grudge after being defeated by you last time," Boris said worriedly.
"Reyman, huh …?" Garon recalled the Dragon Whelp that he killed instantly. The only thing that left an impression on him was that decent Draconic Aura.
"You have to be careful. The Elders are training him as the future White Dragon King," Leona said worriedly.
"Don't worry, I'll take care of it."
Garon nodded to show that he understood.
"Don't be careless," Boris reminded him one last time. "Also, your mission completion rate is probably not going to be there anymore …"
“.....”
*****
At the peak of the White Dragon Clan's Elder Peak.
Inside a deep ice cave. Four old White Dragons holding scepters stood shakily on four tall icicles. There were many sharp icicles erected around the icicles, covering their bodies in the middle.
The top of the four scepters released a faint white light, illuminating the entire cave.
"The clan in the west has contacted us again. How should we respond this time, Great Elder?" Great Elder? "An old dragon asked softly.
On the tallest icicle, an old White Dragon with wrinkled skin had its eyelids drooping. It seemed to be listless.
"Our cooperation with the Deladia King has just begun. They've been sending the Dragon Clan's Prohibition Orders again and again. Do they think that we're still a small clan that was split from back then? Ignore them. "
"Great Elder, can the Deladia Empire really bring us prosperity? In this expedition, we had already lost ten adult dragons that we had summoned. Moreover, because we had participated in the war against the Deladia Empire, the Bell of Destiny had already expressed its dissatisfaction towards us for breaking the prohibition. They might send mages to participate in the war at any time. "Another elder said in a low voice," I am worried that we will lose more than we gain. "
"But we have no other choice." The Great Elder said calmly, "Let's make use of the Dragon Beasts and Earth Dragons."
"There are even more Dragon Beasts and Earth Dragons dead. There are already over a hundred of them!" The last Elder let out a sharp female voice.
"There are only a total of 120 adult White Dragons in our clan, and this is including the new members who have been joining us recently. The next time they reach adulthood will be at least 50 years later. We can't afford to wait any longer. It hasn't even been a year, and we've already lost 10 clan members … "
"His Excellency Storm Gerwin has promised me that the intensity of the following war will be greatly reduced. Unless it is absolutely necessary, he will not ask for our help." The Great Elder interrupted her. "So don't worry. Ta Sha. "
"The nobles of Snow City have never been trustworthy." Ta Sha retorted.
"But we can't find a more suitable snowy mountain to live in. All along, every human country has chased us away. Only this place, only this place is willing to accept us and provide us with security. Shouldn't we give them a little something in return?" The Great Elder asked.
For a moment, the few elders fell silent.
"The next batch of adult Young Dragons will be 52 years later. I hope we can hold on until then …" Ta Sha said in a low voice. She turned around and flew up, leaving the ice pillar.
With that, the elders' meeting ended.
*****
In the valley of the Elders' Peak's classroom.
Garon lay lazily in a corner, watching the other Dragon Whelps fight each other excitedly. After the last hunt, the number of Dragon Whelps had decreased by a third. Now, there were some new Dragon Whelps in the class, and there were about 15 to 16 Dragon Whelps.
Garon glanced around in boredom, and realized that no Dragon Whelps dared to look at him directly. They all quickly lowered their heads the moment they met his gaze.
It was obvious that he had gone overboard when he killed Reyman in an instant. These Dragon Whelps were not idiots. Who would be willing to be abused when the gap between them was too big?
Hence, no one was willing to be in the same group as him in this combat class. Leona, who was originally there, immediately found another Dragon Whelp to practice with.
In his boredom, Garon began to think about how to distribute his remaining attribute points.
He still had 10 attribute points left from last time. The reason why he did not use them to escape was mainly because it did not make much of a difference whether he used them or not. Instead of using them all, he might as well save them for a long battle when he was heavily injured.
Now, he could carefully think about how to distribute them.
Moreover, what was even better was that he had obtained the Suffering Knight's core. It should be a core. That was what he thought and guessed. This thing could provide him with endless Soul Power nourishment, which was equivalent to having a few more Soul Rings.
This way, the accumulation of his potential aura was even faster. It had increased from five points in two months to five points in one month. It was terrifying.
As expected of a Level Seven creature's core. Garon understood that if it was not for his good luck that he picked it up, he would definitely not be able to obtain such a treasure at his current level.
Adding it all up, he now had 16 attribute points to distribute.
After returning, he did not hesitate to distribute them evenly among the three attributes: Strength, Speed, and Vitality.
He had already realized that he could not be weak in any of these three attributes in this world. Dragons were born with strong physiques, so it was just nice to maximize this specialty. After he was completely safe, it would not be too late for him to increase his achievements in spells.
If he used Strength to break through defenses, he would not even be able to tear the enemy's skin if he did not have enough Strength, let alone kill them.
On the other hand, Speed was very effective when he was escaping for his life. It would also come in handy when he was snatching resources and treasures.
Vitality was the most crucial point. This attribute could allow him to be immune to many spells. The higher his vitality, the higher the level of the spells he could be immune to. Even if there were spells that he could not be immune to, he could still reduce their effects to the minimum. It was very useful.
Therefore, after careful consideration, he could not place any of these three attributes.
Garon simply distributed all three attributes equally.
Suddenly, his status changed greatly.
'Safive — Strength 26 (26), Agility 26 (26), Vitality 19 (19), Intelligence 17. Potential 19%. Soul Limit 170
Level 1 Draconic Aura. Level 1 Arcane Art Basics. '
"Strength has increased from 21 to 26. Agility has also increased from 21 to 26. Vitality has increased from the original 13 to the current 19.
He could clearly feel that his body had swelled up and become much stronger.
"We will now begin the combat training assessment." The instructor, White Dragon, shouted loudly.
"Get over here, all of you! Go up and fight according to the numbers I have assigned you! Stop only when I say stop! " The instructor was a new Adult Dragon this time. His pair of small eyes shone fiercely, as if he was always harboring ill intentions.
It was said that he was originally teaching the Youth Class. After he raped more than ten female Dragons in a row, his anger was too great, so he was transferred to the Dragon Whelp Combat Class.
More than ten Dragon Whelps stood together obediently. Garon also stood up and stood together.
"The top three in the assessment will receive a piece of Kavan Gold. You all know the use of Kavan Gold. I don't need to say more about its importance. So, fight hard, you brats! "The instructor shouted.
On the ice arena in the middle of the valley, Dragon Whelps number one and two flew up immediately.
After a boring fight, the winner would continue to fight. This was a competition of who won more battles and lost fewer battles.
Without any exception, Garon quickly went up on stage.
He stood on the stage and looked down.
"I guess no dragon dares to come up." He looked at the instructor. "Announce the victory."
The instructor glared at him with his two small eyes. There was actually a dragon more arrogant than him. This made him a little unhappy. He looked down at the group of Dragon Whelps below, and sure enough, they were all cowering.
"A bunch of trash!" He cursed softly.
"Garon! I will fight you! "Suddenly, a loud voice came from the entrance of the valley.
A muscular Dragon Whelp flew in, flapping his white wings as he landed on the arena. His eyes were fixed on Garon.
"Reyman?" Garon recognized the Dragon Whelp in front of him. No, he did not look like a Dragon Whelp anymore. Reyman's body length was close to that of a Dragon Whelp. He was about the height of a human adult. With a body length of more than four meters, he was already a huge creature.
Garon looked at his own body size. He was about the same size as Reyman.
They were both geniuses of the dragon race. Their growth was much faster than the average dragon.
However, Garon knew that his strength and agility had reached 26 points. He was already considered above average among the Dragon Whelps.
According to his observation.
The average attribute of a Dragon Whelp was below 19 points. Strength was the first to develop, and the other attributes followed suit. Then came the Dragon Whelp. The average attribute of strength, agility and vitality was between 20 and 30 points. It would also naturally increase the level of magic resistance and talent spells. After that, the average attribute of an adult Dragon Whelp was between 20 and 40 points. If the talent spells were added, they would be considered the top among the Level Six creatures. They could fight against some weaker Level Seven creatures.
After Garon came back and compared carefully, he realized that if the Suffering Knight encountered two Adult White Dragons, it would be the one who ran away. This showed the true strength of the dragon race. Moreover, the White Dragon race was one of the weakest among the dragon race.
"You think you can win against me?" Garon looked at Reyman with interest.
"You are destined to be the strongest general under me, Reyman!" Reyman was full of confidence. He said loudly, "Come! Submit to me. In the future, we will definitely bring the clan to the peak of glory!! "
"Submit to you?" Garon smiled. "I will only submit to those who are stronger than me." Speaking of this, he suddenly thought of the woman at the bottom of the abyss crack. He was sure that the woman was definitely a dragon. Even if she was not the strongest of the dragon race, she was at least at the level of an Ancient Dragon.
"Then I will defeat you for you to see!!" Reyman was unusually confident. It could be seen that there were scars and wounds on his scales that had just healed. It was obvious that he had gone through a lot of training after returning.
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