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Chapter 117 Upgrading the Two-Legged Fire Dragon to Become a Bronze Fire Dragon

Stunning all those fire dragons and putting them back in their place is definitely a good idea.

But then Leylin thought again that there was no need to take them all with him.

He didn't need much to begin with—just a few adult fire dragons and some dragon eggs would have been enough. Number 6 exceeded expectations by wiping them out in one fell swoop, and he appreciated the gesture.

But where would you put hundreds of bipedal fire dragons back with you? You can't exactly open another wildlife park next to your base.

But just leaving it here unattended isn't very safe.

These bipedal fire dragons can fly. If they come to their senses one day and scatter, wouldn't all of No. 6's efforts these past few days have been in vain?

If we leave Number 6 to guard them, he can keep an eye on them, but for the sake of these level 20 dragons, it seems like we're making a mountain out of a molehill by keeping a level 55 fighter here.

Leilin thought for a moment and suddenly had an idea.

"Got it."

He raised his hand, and magic began to gather in his palm.

This time, he used the magic he learned from Benjeri, combined with his knowledge of Word of Power and his understanding of bloodline modification inherited from the shared space, to create something new.

"【Eighth-Rank Magic - Familiarization Modification - Blood's Gift】."

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He had only recently figured out this magic. Theoretically, it could transform any creature into his hybrid companion, essentially using his own bloodline to overwrite the other's original identity and establish a deep soul connection.

But the specific effects haven't been tested yet, and these bipedal fire dragons in front of us are perfect test subjects.

Leylin's gaze fell on the nearest two-legged fire dragon, a hint of anticipation in his eyes: "Two-legged fire dragons are sub-dragons, possessing a faint dragon bloodline. What will they look like after being modified by my magic?"

A magic circle unfolded from his palm.

It was an extremely complex array diagram, with countless runes nested in layers, containing both the magic patterns of this world and ancient dragon script inherited from the dragon world.

The symbols from two different systems intertwined, slowly rotating in the void, emitting a deep, eerie light.

At the same time, a similarly enormous magic circle appeared beneath the feet of the chosen two-legged fire dragon.

Before the fire dragon could react to what was happening, it was already enveloped in light.

Then, change began.

First is body shape.

That two-legged fire dragon was originally only about ten meters long, which is considered medium size among sub-dragons.

But at this moment, its body began to swell as if it were being inflated, its bones stretched and extended under its skin, its muscle fibers layered on top of each other, and the scales on its skin fell off one by one and were replaced by new, larger and thicker scales.

The newly grown scales are no longer the original grayish-brown, but have turned into a deep bronze color, with a dark luster that has been tempered by time and has a metallic texture.

Its claws became thicker and sharper, with curved nails resembling barbed daggers. The wing membranes became thicker, and the skeleton became more robust, generating stronger wind pressure with each flap.

The most obvious change is in the eyes.

Its normally ordinary reptilian pupils were now burning—no, like ignited lava, they had turned a brilliant golden color.

The whole process lasted about half a minute.

When the magical light faded, the ordinary two-legged fire dragon was gone.

Instead, a colossal creature over thirty meters long appeared.

It was even larger than the original leader, the Red Dragon King, Superfranmo.

Its body was covered in layers of bronze-colored scales, like wearing a heavy armor. Its golden pupils hung on its huge head, cold and majestic, exuding a sense of oppression that made people afraid to look directly at it.

Leylin scanned the area with his senses and got a general idea of ​​what was going on.

Level: 56.

It is one level higher than level 55 of number 6.

It was far superior to that level 48 Red Dragon King.

"Interesting." Leylin examined the newborn creature before him. "A wyvern mixed with the blood of a dragon king, what is this? A wyvern hybrid?"

The bronze fire dragon seemed to sense Leylin's gaze. Its massive body slowly lowered, its huge head drooping to the ground, its posture as respectful as a dog seeing its master.

It has been completely transformed into Leylin's servant, and loyalty is etched deep within its soul.

Number 6 stood aside and witnessed the whole thing.

The soul fire in his eyes flickered slightly; if he had an expression, it would probably be one of shock, as if wondering, "What's going on?"

The two-legged fire dragon that had seemed so weak just moments before suddenly became stronger than him?

Noticing Number 6's reaction, Leylin casually explained, "I just figured out something new. I'll upgrade it for you when I have time."

Number 6 nodded, his reaction relatively calm.

But the group of bipedal fire dragons nearby were not at peace.

They were just pretending to be ostriches, tucking their heads into their wings, wishing they could turn into stones.

But at this moment, seeing a companion "transform" into such a terrifying being in broad daylight, they could no longer keep up the pretense.

The fear reached its peak.

They want to run, as far as they can.

But the body reacts faster than the brain; it doesn't even dare to stand up, but simply shrinks its head lower, its body trembles more violently, and silently repeats the same sentence:

You can't see me—you can't see me—you can't see me—

Leylin glanced at the group of trembling bipedal fire dragons, somewhat surprised: "I thought I'd frighten them, but they're all too scared to move. Number 6, have you scared them out of their wits?"

There was no response from number 6.

But Leylin knew that this was the answer.

If that's the case, then things are much easier.

"Since you're all so obedient, let's modify you all together." Leylin raised his hand, and this time the scale of his magic was several times larger than before. "[Eighth-Rank Magic - Group Familiarization Modification - Blood's Gift]".

The same magic, but the range of effect has been expanded from "single" to "group".

The cost is a sharp increase in magic consumption.

But for Leylin now, this is nothing. After so many enhancements in the shared space, his magical power has long reached a level that he himself is too lazy to calculate. Modifying hundreds of bipedal fire dragons is just a matter of putting in a little more effort.

A massive magic circle unfolded beneath his feet, rapidly expanding outwards and enveloping all the two-legged fire dragons. At the same time, a corresponding array pattern appeared beneath the feet of each fire dragon, with dense light patterns covering the entire ground.

A light shone.

Group evolution has begun.

Their bodies swell, scales fall off and regenerate, claws and teeth grow, and pupils burn—the same process plays out simultaneously on hundreds of bipedal fire dragons.

The scene was so spectacular it resembled a miracle.

A few minutes later, the light faded.

The group of gray-brown, trembling, two-legged fire dragons that had been there before had all disappeared.

Instead, there were over a hundred bronze fire dragons, each twenty to thirty meters long, covered in bronze-colored scales, with golden pupils.

Their levels have all jumped to level 56.

At this moment, the more than one hundred bronze fire dragons lay prostrate on the ground, their huge heads bowed towards Leylin, their posture extremely respectful.

That uniform submission was like a newly formed army saluting its commander.

Looking at the scene before him, Leylin suddenly had a thought: "With so many level 56 bronze fire dragons, even if those true dragon kings came, they wouldn't be able to gather them all in a short time, would they?"

After all, three hundred years ago, when the Eight Desire Kings descended, they slaughtered the entire dragon race. Most of the high-ranking dragons below the True Dragon King level died. How many decent subordinates do those True Dragon Kings who are still alive have now?

I doubt we could assemble such a team.

"Alright." Leylin withdrew his gaze. "Let these bronze fire dragons roam freely here."

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He really didn't need to take them all with him.

These creatures are fire dragons, naturally suited to living near volcanoes. If you take them elsewhere, you'll have to worry about how to feed them.

Staying here is the easiest option.

The only problem is that such a large group of bipedal fire dragons suddenly "mutating" will definitely attract attention.

In a few days, neighboring countries, adventurers, and even the dragons themselves will probably notice the anomaly here.

But so what?

Leylin used to be too weak and had to be very careful in his actions, afraid of being exposed and causing trouble. But now it's different. He has obtained a world-class item, accumulated enough trump cards, and his strength has increased.

You can't always hide your strength; you have to show it when the time is right.

Leylin's gaze passed over the group of bronze fire dragons lying on the ground, over the still-erupting active volcano, and looked towards the distant horizon.

That direction leads to the Katynius Mountains.

The lair of the Rotten Coffin Dragon King.

"After all, I have an important matter to attend to next."

He spoke softly, as if talking to himself, yet also as if declaring to someone: "Rotten Coffin Dragon King, it's your turn next."