Reincarnated as a blue dragon, he collided head-on with a wizarding civilization.

A primal and violent burning sensation erupted from the deepest part of Motu's bloodline!

The magic power within the blue dragon's body circulated on its own, and its mental power also began to fluctuate abnormally, indicating the complete boiling and qualitative change of the source of life!

The Dragon Blood Wand, which had been dormant in the stomach sac, immediately sensed the dramatic leap in its master's life level.

The dark red dragon blood patterns on the staff glowed brightly on their own without the need for magic.

The vibrant and regenerative dragon blood of Greenvana flowed rapidly within the staff, seemingly resonating and interacting across forms with the bronze blood that was currently burning and sublimating within Motu's body!

"Crack! Snap! Thud—!"

The dense, chilling crackling of bones, like a string of firecrackers, exploded continuously within Motu's body!

Every bone is growing wildly, thickening, and strengthening!

The cartilage at the joints thickens and strengthens rapidly to accommodate greater force loads!

Sharp, bronze-colored bone spurs on the elbows, shoulder blades, and knees resemble blades emerging from the ground.

They pierced through scales and flesh, growing out menacingly, their tips gleaming with a metallic cold light!

The blue dragon's entire body covered in deep blue scales is undergoing a visible transformation!

The original cool blue color did not disappear; instead, a deep, heavy metallic luster, like that of oxidized ancient bronze, permeated from the base of each scale!

This luster blends perfectly into the current cool blue background, creating a unique texture that is blue with a hint of green and green with a hint of blue.

Under the faint light of the dark waters of the swamp, this luster, like molten bronze, flowed slowly across the scales, flickering and shimmering, exuding a powerful and mysterious beauty.

Meanwhile, at the torn wing membrane wound on the left wing of the blue dragon, a new, tougher, and thicker membrane was growing and healing rapidly, as if it were alive, with faint bronze vein patterns even appearing at the edges.

Motu instinctively spread his wings.

The newly formed wing membrane fully extended in the mist, and on the cold blue background, the bronze veins resembled naturally cast thunder runes, faintly flowing with energy.

The three deepest claw marks on the blue dragon's back, with their flesh torn open, and the huge blood grooves ripped open by sharp claws on its chest and ribs, were now healing rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye due to its advancement!

Pale pink new skin quickly covered the wound, only to be replaced by new blue scales with a bronze sheen.

Deep within his golden vertical pupils, a blazing bronze light suddenly shone.

But the light only lasted for a moment before it receded deeply, settling into the deepest part of the iris, leaving only a barely perceptible bronze halo at the edge of the pupil.

What's even more chilling is that there's a dark red glow, like molten bronze lava, flowing and seeping out from between the scales on his arms and neck, like blood!

A violent, intense, and destructive aura erupted from the blue dragon and spread outwards!

But this strange phenomenon lasted only a few breaths before quickly subsiding and disappearing beneath the scales.

【Bronze Blood - Boiling】!

This is a berserk state that temporarily transforms the blood into a burning, bronze-like molten metal, which can briefly bring about a comprehensive surge in strength, speed, and defense!

Similar to the Black Iron Body activated when advancing to the next Tier 1 magical beast, this is a unique advantage that the Dragon Bloodline gains by relying on its bloodline power when advancing in magical beast rank.

The torrent of promotions gradually subsided.

A new sense of power filled Motu's dragon body, which had undergone a life leap.

In the sea of ​​consciousness, the panel data was completely refreshed:

Name: Motu

[Race]: Blue Dragon

[Beast Rank]: Tier 2 - Bronze Blood (1%)

[Class Rank]: Wizard (lv0)

[Bloodline Concentration]: Frost Embryo (28.5%) (60% chance to unlock True Dragon Bloodline Inheritance)

[Flight Ability]: Basic Combat Flight (Unlocked)

[Awakened Ability Trait]: Ixtal (Choose a task and complete it to obtain the corresponding reward)

Current Quest: [Blood of Bronze] (Quest Completed)

(New quest available)

In a short while, the promotion was completed, and Motu slowly stood up from beside the cold corpse of the Ironscale Crocodile.

He was a whole size bigger than before!

Its shoulders and back are broader and thicker, its limbs are muscular and powerful, and its long tail is thicker.

The single bone spur at the end of its tail has now differentiated and multiplied into three sharper, orderly arranged barbs!

The majestic presence of the second-tier young blue dragon was beginning to emerge.

The ever-flowing bronze luster on the cold blue scales, even when stained with mud and blood, could not conceal its inherent power and toughness.

He stood there, amidst the deathly gray mist and mud of the swamp.

It resembles a bronze colossus that has just emerged from an ancient furnace, still carrying the residual warmth of casting and the aura of primitive wilderness.

Matthew stood not far away, witnessing the entire process of this complete, rapid, and "costless" bloodline advancement.

The expression on his face froze.

It wasn't the fear that arose when facing a stronger enemy, nor the rage that came when the revenge plan went awry.

It was a deeper, more complex emotion that almost completely consumed his remaining sanity.

A person who, in order to advance in power, personally destroyed his blood relatives and friends, endured inhuman suffering, and twisted himself into a monster.

At this moment, he watched helplessly as another being, while being chased and fleeing in a sorry state, killed twenty magical beasts along the way.

then!

Right before his eyes, a pure, complete, powerful, and beautiful leap in life was so easily accomplished!

There was no distortion, no twisting, no cold monitoring devices implanted in the body, and no regret and pain that eroded the soul day and night.

Only through the pure growth of power can the glory of one's bloodline be elevated.

"……you……"

A dry, broken syllable was squeezed out of Matthew's throat.

Behind this single word, it seems, lies a thousand unspoken words.

Questioning, resentment, hatred, and even a hint of absurdity and envy that he himself was unwilling to admit.

But at that moment, all the words were stuck there, turning into a sweet, metallic taste that welled up in his throat.

A violent heart palpitation suddenly exploded within the mutated wizard, as if his heart had been crushed by an invisible sorcerer's hand.

A sudden, overwhelming sweet and metallic taste surged up his throat, and Matthew could no longer hold back, abruptly turning his head to the side.

"puff!--"

A streak of dark red blood mixed with grayish-black blood spilled from the wizard's lips, dripping onto the muddy ground and spreading into a small, glaring stain.

That was the blood from his internal organs, shattered by both jealousy and excruciating pain; it was also the silent collapse of his lifelong obsession after it had been brutally trampled upon.

Motu did not give the other person any chance to speak or process their emotions.

At the moment of completion of the ascension, in the instant when the old and new powers within the body are merging and the newly born bronze blood is surging most intensely—

The dragon shadow, a blend of cold blue and bronze, exuding a new kind of pressure and danger, has already moved!

There was no roar, no build-up of momentum.

Only a blur of light, tearing through the mist with lightning speed, lunged fiercely at Matthew!