"Praise Dragon God Aika, you have bestowed upon us food, sunlight, and abundant energy. Praise the Nine-Headed Serpent Dragon Dista for bestowing upon us strong bodies and beautiful wings. "
In a dark and deep cave.
A dozen seven-colored dragons that were more than ten meters long lowered their heads slowly. They prostrated themselves and prayed loudly to the two god statues.
Although the seven-colored dragons had been abandoned by the Dragon God and the Nine-Headed Dragon God for several thousand years, they did not give up on regaining the favor of the two Dragon Gods.
Over the past several thousand years, the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe had shrunk from the original 1,000 to just a dozen.
They were constantly forced to migrate for food and territory. Although they were talented in arcane techniques, the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe only had a handful of leaders and elders who could fight against the other dragon tribes who had strong resistance. They could just barely fight against their primordial dragons.
The arcane arts of the other seven-colored dragons could not even penetrate the immune dragon skin of the enemy Dragon Tribe.
Because they were abandoned by the Dragon God, they were ostracized by the other Dragon Clans.
Due to the fact that the seven-colored dragons were far more talented than humans in arcane arts, many legendary experts and demigods viewed them as the best Demon Pets and servants. They were captured wantonly.
In the vast Bosente Continent, they could not find a stable place for the Seven-colored Dragons to rest.
They could only wander from one underground cave to another. It fed on underground tarantulas and other wild animals.
The seven-colored dragons had thought of relying on themselves as well. However, their extremely low fertility rate and the natural limitation of their abilities rendered them powerless.
The seven-colored dragon could only grow to the high legendary level at most. This was the limit of their strongest Primordial Dragons. Compared to the average human race, it was not bad. But compared to the other Dragon race, the difference was too great.
Even in the entire Dragon Clan, this kind of individual strength could only be considered to be below average. Not to mention that their fertility was far lower than that of other dragons.
Inside the cavern, there was a female dragon that was a head taller than the other seven-colored dragons. With a gentle and compassionate gaze, he looked at his clansmen who were prostrating in front of him.
"Today is a day worth celebrating." Her cold voice echoed in the cave.
"Among the 13 dragon eggs laid by us seven-colored dragons in the past century, four of them have finally hatched."
Nobody in the dragon cave made a sound. However, all the seven-colored dragons' eyes were filled with deep joy.
For the Seven-colored Dragons, who were now so lowly that they were practically dust, it was already a great achievement to have four new members.
"Our clan's hundred years of hard work has finally paid off … The four new members … should be raised by the Dragon Queen herself."
The other seven-colored dragon at the side exclaimed with joy.
His name was Keboye, and he was usually the sharpest and meanest male dragon in the clan. However, at this moment, he also showed a rare expression of deep joy.
"That's right, these children have lost their parents. We've lost too many people in the previous battles. Their skins were skinned and made into armor, and their eyeballs were made into magical artifacts. Their brains have also been made into special magic boxes to store dragon souls! "Cindy, the female dragon in charge of incubating the dragon eggs, said loudly.
"But, we will never give up!" She had always been this resolute, and she had always been this persistent in her execution.
"Yes! We won't give up! Even the Dragon God has given up on us! "a male dragon said in a low voice.
"No! The Dragon God just didn't see our hard work or our devotion. They're testing us, testing the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe! "the Dragon Queen rebuked sternly.
The other seven-colored dragons who were not convinced slowly lowered their heads as well. Although they had lowered their heads for now, it did not mean that they agreed with the Dragon Queen's words.
"Alright, send the four little fellows to my dragon cave. I'll do my best to teach them everything I know," the Dragon Queen Eernie said slowly.
"Understood."
The other seven-colored dragons hastily responded.
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Lu Sheng exerted all his strength and kicked away the eggshell binding him with a single kick.
The dragon egg that was more than a meter tall had a hole the size of a human head on its top.
This time, it was a miracle. He had descended on a dragon egg that had yet to be born. The young dragon in this dragon egg already had a basic level of consciousness. Hence, it had an extremely strong desire.
The young dragon did not even have a name, but it already had a strong desire for revenge for its parents' death and the tragic fate of the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe.
'I want to revive the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe and not let it disappear into the dust of history.' Lu Sheng sat in the eggshell. He looked up at the dim light shining in from above.
'Although this karma is vague, it doesn't seem like something an ordinary child would come up with … Looks like the high-ranking Dragon Tribe is indeed different from other tribes.'
He could feel that his body was naturally flowing with a rather powerful energy.
This energy was like Spiritual Power and Primordial Origin. It flowed through his meridians and blood vessels. However, unlike Spiritual Power and Primordial Origin, this energy flow was divided into many attributes. Moreover, it would corrode and damage the body.
'It's thanks to this body's strong resistance that it can withstand the corrosion. If my physique was slightly weaker, I'm afraid the consequences wouldn't be optimistic. 'Lu Sheng scanned his body roughly and immediately understood the crux of the matter.
According to the inherited memories of the Dragon Tribe, this energy was called Devil Power.
Devil Power itself was extremely destructive and corrosive.
It did not only corrode the seven-colored dragons, but it also corroded and polluted every living creature on the continent.
'Forget about Devil Power. According to the inherited memories, the Seven-colored Dragon Tribe doesn't seem to be in a good situation …' Lu Sheng peeled off a piece of eggshell from his head and fell into deep thought.
Judging from the prayers that came from outside every day, it was highly possible that there were gods in this world.
He moved his body with great difficulty. He reached out with his chubby claws and tore off a few more pieces of eggshell.
Then, he squeezed out of the gap with all his might.
The eggshell was very brittle. He had almost absorbed all the nutrients inside.
Lu Sheng crawled out with great effort. He had just stood up when he felt a huge shadow approaching him. The huge dragon head nudged his back lightly.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, my kin. I'm Eernie, your foster mother. I'm also the Dragon Empress of the entire Seven-colored Dragon Tribe." The huge dragon head looked at him with a kind and loving gaze.
Lu Sheng moved his body. A newborn seven-colored dragon could move and stand as soon as it got off the ground. It was just that it was not very stable when it walked.
He looked up at this huge colorful dragon that was more than 10 meters tall.
"What's your name?" Dragon Empress Eernie asked softly.
Lu Sheng paused for a moment. He recalled that the young dragon had given itself a name. It was Omis.
However, he did not like this name.
"Roar!"
He opened his mouth and roared.
"So that's how all dragons have the surname 'Ao'?" He suddenly understood why all dragons had the surname 'Ao' in China's traditional mythology. So that was how it came about.
He thought for a moment, adjusted his vocal cords, and answered, "I'm Delin Anka. It means hope and redemption."
The seven-colored dragon also used the Dragon Language. This was the most important part of his inherited memories.
Apart from that, the inherited memories were mostly filled with basic knowledge and knowledge of the world.
In the Draconic language, Delin Anka meant "hope".
The dragon empress was slightly stunned. Then, she nodded and smiled. She bit the skin on the back of Lu Sheng's neck and dragged him into another pool of viscous liquid.
"Splash."
Lu Sheng was tossed into the pool.
Purple sticky liquid that shone with a mysterious luster rippled in the pool.
"Take a good bath. This is the Enlightenment Devil Liquid. It can make your arcane physique smoother. There's a chance that your arcane talent will be improved," Eernie reminded him gently.
Lu Sheng struggled instinctively. However, he immediately noticed that three young seven-colored dragons that resembled lizards were tossed into the pool not far from him.
The three young dragons exchanged glances. Then, they gulped down the devil liquid around them.
Lu Sheng took a few glances at them and ignored them.
Although the young dragons had the Enlightenment Devil Liquid from their inherited memories, their experience and thoughts were far from his.
'This devil liquid … doesn't seem to be a pure liquid. It's more like a mixture of half liquid and half magic power. There must be some kind of Art around this pool that's maintaining the magic power's liquefaction, 'Lu Sheng guessed.
His enormous spirit had already sensed the dense energy in the water around him.
This energy was extremely corrosive and invasive. In just a dozen or so seconds, he felt his dragon skin itching and aching all over.
Large amounts of magic power seeped into his skin, followed his muscles and bones, and began to corrode his organs.
'This so-called magic power is similar to the magic power in western myths on Earth. It's very corrosive. If I only rely on the young dragons' bodies to resist the corrosion, I won't be able to last more than a few minutes. '
Lu Sheng turned to look at the other three young dragons. They already had pained expressions on their faces.
He carefully sensed his body. His organs were also being corroded by the magic power.
There were pros and cons to this kind of corrosion.
The pro was that after a high degree of magic power transformation, one's affinity with the elements and arcane arts would be much higher. The higher the magic power transformation, the stronger the arcane talent.
The con was that one's body would be further weakened. One's physical strength, speed, self-healing, and so on would all be further reduced.
Moreover, it would be a permanent and irreversible decline.
For the time being, Lu Sheng could not affect this corrosion. His spirit could not control his dragon body perfectly. The rules of this world suppressed him greatly as well. There were even gods here.
He gave it some thought. He did not use the Qianshen Method's Earth Qi to nourish his body and improve his talent.
This talent could be artificially created for him. It was not considered rare. Hence, it was not worth it for him to expose his uniqueness.
'The difference in the flow of time in this world is about 150 years. A seven-colored dragon's normal adulthood is about 300 years old. I can grow up slowly here and learn and improve normally. This way, I won't expose any abnormalities in myself. '
Lu Sheng quickly came up with a complete plan. From the moment this world entered his mind, he knew that it was highly likely that this would be the base for his next source of Mental Energy.
There were primordial dragons that had lived for tens of thousands of years or even hundreds of thousands of years here. There were also the high and mighty gods of the stars who had remained unmoved for countless years.
With such a long lifespan and such a long history, it was entirely possible for items with unparalleled Mental Energy to be preserved here.
Other things aside, the inherited Holy Tools and God Tools alone were definitely terrifying items that had accumulated countless Mental Energy.
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