I am a wicked dragon, and you want me to fall into goodness?

Green's tail tip suddenly tightened, and the golden scales shimmered with a fine, shimmering light as he roared with anger.

She lunged forward, her sharp claws nearly grazing Puser's neck: "You're asking for it!"

Puse dodged to the side, his wings creating a gust of wind, as if teasing a worthless little fish.

He didn't even fight back, just tilted his head to look at her, a casual smile in his eyes: "What's the rush? It was just a joke."

"A joke?" Green's voice was icy as she stared intently at the claws, as if trying to bore two holes through them.

"Where did you go? Why are your claws like this? And your magical energy fluctuations... are much stronger than yesterday."

Her perception is infallible.

This guy has definitely been up to something again, maybe he's found some kind of wicked way to quickly increase his strength.

Pu Se finally stopped smiling.

He raised his paw to look at it; the blackness at the tip of his finger seemed to emanate from his bones. He then turned and entered the nest through the cave.

"secret."

"My sister, instead of focusing on my secrets, you should be thinking about how to improve your strength. You... have become weaker!"

Green got angry and chased after him, blocking his path: "Answer my question first!"

Just then, a faint voice came from deep within the lair: "Green, stop fooling around."

Green's momentum instantly weakened by half, but he still glared at Puse with resentment.

Her cheeks puffed out, and her claws dug shallow marks into the ground, but she didn't take another step forward.

Kavis is the mistress of this house, and her words are always law that cannot be questioned. No matter how angry Green is, he dares not openly disobey her.

The light was dim deep inside the lair, and Kawimas was curled up, her scales like starlight frozen in the night.

Silver dragons are the most charismatic of all true dragon races, and with the added embellishment of starlight, Kavismas is like a galaxy.

She glanced at the confronting brother and sister, her gaze finally settling on Puse's claws, which were shrouded in black mist. Her voice remained calm and indifferent: "Come here."

Puser raised an eyebrow, ignoring the angry Green behind him, and turned to walk deeper into the nest, arriving at his mother's side.

At this moment, he was completely devoid of the arrogance he had displayed during the day, and only felt an appreciation for beauty.

I've already been honest, I've already been honest.

Kavis slowly raised one of its front paws, its fingertips gleaming with a warm silver light, and gently placed it on the blackened claw tip of Puse.

A faint ripple of magic spread from her palm, like a fine net, inch by inch across Puse's dragon claws, and then spread along the claw bones to his wrist for a careful examination.

The nest was so quiet that you could hear the soft sound of water droplets falling from the crystals, and time passed little by little.

Green tiptoed forward two steps, his ears perked up, and he even held his breath.

These claws have become strange and ugly, perhaps tainted by some divine evil, or better yet, they've contracted some serious illness and should be amputated.

A moment later, Kawimas retracted its claws.

The silver light faded from her fingertips, and she looked down at Pu Se, her voice still calm.

"A strange energy has fused with your claws, transforming your arms and increasing the sharpness of your claw blades."

As she spoke, she took out a piece of mithril, raised her chin, and gestured for Puse to extend her claws.

As instructed, Pu Se raised his hand and lightly traced a line with his fingertip on a piece of hard basalt rock beside him.

The mithril, which was as hard as dragon scales, was cut open like tofu, with a smooth crack and a neat cross-section.

"Their claws have just become sharper," Kavis added, glancing at Puse.

"But the magical energy fluctuations around you... are much heavier than before. Don't squander your talent recklessly. Also, don't bully your sister."

"I know, Mother. As Green's brother, I will take good care of her. It's just a pity that my sister refuses to acknowledge my identity."

After receiving praise from Kavis, Puse glanced at Green with disdain, giving her a provocative look.

After Greene jumped up and down in anger, he quickly burrowed under Kawimas's wing to rest.

Pu Se curled up under her mother's wings, like a hedgehog that had put away all its sharp quills, all her usual arrogance and nonchalance gone.

He gently rested his head against Kawimas's warm chest and abdomen, his breath filled with the familiar scent of dragon crystal.

The pair of claws, shimmering with black light, rested casually at his sides, showing no sign of vigilance, and soon he drifted off to sleep.

Kavis gently stroked Puse's head, his wings lightly covering his back, the movement as tender as if he were caressing a rare treasure.

She looked down at him, a subtle complexity gradually emerging from the calmness in her eyes, but she ultimately said nothing more.

Based on Puse's current state, he already has complete trust in her.

Even if Puse doesn't admit it in his heart, he has already regarded Kawimas as family.

She is the most important anchor point for Puser in this world, without exception.

Once there are attachments, an invisible shackle will be placed on Pu Se's body.

Only with love can there be true bondage.

So what exactly caused this child to break free from this constraint in the future?

Kawimas recalled Green's prophecy and already knew the outcome in her heart.

She is dead.

In this world, there are very few things that can bind Poseidon's will.

If Green is obedient and gets close to the child, then Puse will have a younger sister, forming another layer of bond.

But Green had hated Puse for taking a bite out of her precious eggshell since the moment she was born; the enmity was there from birth.

Poseidon and Green were not close.

Alistair, harboring disgust for the five-colored dragons and also influenced by Grimm's prophecy, disliked the child very much.

Everything seemed to have been preordained.

After Kavemas's death, who can stop a blue dragon with no ties from descending into the abyss of brutality?

No, no one can stop it.

Kavis looked at the sleeping child before her and felt a headache coming on; her worries grew ever stronger.

half a month later.

Because Green had been staring at Puse and spying on him, his daily routine had returned to normal recently.

It wasn't until this scumbag sister refocused on improving her strength that Poseidon finally had time to study his six miraculous creations.

There were six items in total.

Five of them were from fairies in the flower garden, and the remaining one came from a reward for Puse's quest.

Both [Life Affinity] and [Fairy Miracle] have been claimed by Puser.

After obtaining the [Fairy Miracle], Puse also gained the ability to create miracle items, which can materialize desired wishes.

Poseidon vomited it out of his stomach.

The mirror surface shimmered with a glassy blue light, as if a crushed starry night had been sunk within it.

As soon as he brought the magic mirror close to his eyes, a shrill, obsequious voice emerged from the mirror, with a deliberately exaggerated tone.

"Oh my, oh my, look who this is! Isn't this Lord Puse, the most powerful, most brutal, most evil, and greatest dragon in the world?"

Pu Se raised an eyebrow, and the black energy at his fingertips spread across the edge of the mirror, instantly making the blue light of the magic mirror dazzlingly bright, and his voice became even more excited.

"Behold these sharp claws, behold this terrifying magic, even the disdain in your eyes exudes an evil beauty that makes all things tremble!"

"Your name resounds throughout the multiverse; all races tremble at your presence, and no race can resist your brutality!"

This is Poseidon's miraculous creation—a magic mirror that praises the dragon.

"This is perfect for me!"