Tale of the Red Dragon Without Dragon's Might-Chapter 452 - 444 Nether Dragon

When the dragon egg started to wobble slightly, Tassera immediately used the Short Message Technique to call Leon.

After receiving Tassera’s Short Message Technique, Leon used the Rainbow Light Technique to rush to the Mage Tower. The dragon egg had not yet hatched, so he was relieved, feeling he hadn’t missed the crucial moment of his child’s hatching.

When the dragon egg finally hatches, the baby dragon inside must break the eggshell. If the parent is nearby, they often help by gently tapping on the eggshell.

"Don’t help; let her do it herself." Leon intended to lend a claw, but Tassera stopped him.

Once the baby dragon starts trying to leave the egg, the process usually takes no more than a minute or two.

As Leon and Tassera chatted, a faint scratching noise came from inside the eggshell, followed by a crack. A small claw poked through the shell, gently pried it apart, creating an opening, and then a curious eye peeped out.

"Hello." Leon raised a hand in greeting, recalling how he almost got scared to death upon seeing a terrifying and ferocious Red Dragon the moment he hatched.

The little creature hidden in the eggshell just glanced at Leon without speaking, using all its limbs to quickly break free from the binding of the eggshell.

The baby dragon, newly hatched, was curled up and wet. Tassera extended a hand to gently wipe away the sticky egg liquid from the baby dragon.

The baby dragon looked around, gradually revealing its true form, with scales that appeared blue with a hint of purple, looking mysterious and profound, its size a circle larger than that of a Red Dragon baby dragon.

In addition, the baby dragon’s head and feet were noticeably larger, while its wings and tail seemed somewhat small, appearing clumsy, giving the first impression of a Blue Dragon.

Then, on the Blue Dragon base, there was a pair of Red Dragon wings, only the Red Dragon’s wing membrane trailing behind the hind legs, and the neck growing into something that didn’t look like a Blue Dragon at all, with an obvious beak-like rostrum of a Red Dragon’s head sporting a prominent horn, matching the scale of the two back-sweeping large horns on its head.

"I heard the dragon egg hatched!" Cecilia was very concerned about the hatching of the dragon egg because it would definitely be her turn next, "Boy or girl?"

"Girl," Tassera proudly announced, "She will surely grow up to be very beautiful... actually, she already is, like a pearl."

"Indeed, she’s truly beautiful... how about you and Leon have another one, and let this one be mine." Cecilia’s eyes sparkled, reaching out to touch the baby dragon, only to have her hand slapped away by Tassera.

"Don’t touch." As a Blue Dragon, Tassera’s protective nature was on full display.

Among the Colorful Dragons, only Blue Dragons exhibit a strong instinct to ensure the prosperity and continuation of the clan, rigorously nurturing the young, even at the cost of their own lives, and possess an impressive family and community consciousness, often sharing territory with other adult or ancient kin.

"She looks like she’s hungry." Leon noticed the baby dragon opening its mouth wide like a hatchling bird.

The first meal of a baby dragon left to fend for itself is often the eggshell, not only ensuring the young receives an adequate amount of important minerals but also providing an alternative to attacking and eating siblings, yet those raised by parents are often given some delicacies favored by their kind.

Tassera had already arranged for the maid to bring food, a piece of deliciously cooked camel meat.

"What’s her name?" Fiora watched the baby dragon happily munching on the camel meat.

Tassera spoke the name she had long prepared, which was a lengthy one, then paused and said, "If you think it’s too long, just call her Sharon."

"Can she talk yet?" Laksha interjected.

"Not yet," Tassera said, "I’m afraid we’ll have to wait a bit."

Unless it’s a transmigrator like Leon, a newly hatched baby dragon only possesses instincts, with a body hard to control, wobbly on its feet, its brain just starting up and needing to warm up. At least an hour needs to pass before it can be ready for flight, combat, and thought.

"Make way, make way. Here I am, here I am, Grandma’s here." Anglistra finally arrived, the red-haired beauty yanking away the silver-haired girl who stumbled back, the spectator Isily dares not speak up.

Anglistra pushed her way to the front, taking a shiny Gold Coin from her pocket and placing it in front of the baby dragon, "This is a precious magic Gold Coin, a gift from your grandmother. When you grow up, remember this day, and remember your grandmother."

After toiling for so many years in vain, even a morsel slipping through her son’s fingers didn’t care well for her, showing indifference now, but now she can’t miss the chance to invest in grandkids, as Anglistra’s intentions were anything but plain.

On such a wonderful day, Leon chose not to say anything harsh.

With Anglistra setting the precedent, respecting both monk and Buddha alike—Leon may not remember who gave gifts, but surely would recall who didn’t—presents poured in promptly.

In no time, gifts piled before the baby dragon, at a minimum precious magic items, only to see the baby dragon biting off a piece of magic-laden crystal and swallowing it... as fast as a child’s hands, the baby dragon’s moves left no time for reaction or stopping.

Since dragons use supernatural energy as part of their digestion process, they can swallow and digest all types of food, including substances not seen as food by other creatures, such as rocks.

Granted, a single crystal matters little, but this behavior must be stopped. Leon held the baby dragon in place, saying, "My daughter, you can’t eat these."

The restrained baby dragon struggled persistently, whimpering.

"Let Auntie keep your treasures for you," Salovis laughed heartily, teasing her niece.

The baby dragon noticed Salovis wanting to take her treasures, yet struggled futilely against Leon’s grip, babbling something incomprehensible, suddenly launching several Magic Missiles, arcing through the air and hitting Salovis, thankfully Salovis was inherently a Red Dragon, for an ordinary person wouldn’t survive the hit. ƒrēewebnoѵёl.cσm

"Is that Arcane Missiles?"

"Awakening a spell immediately after birth?"

The baby dragon’s display astonished everyone.

As a mage, Tassera saw it clearly and said, "She didn’t awaken a spell; she cast like a mage, not using the overflowing Dragon Clan magic power from her bloodline."

Leon, hearing this, smirked, saying, "Nether Dragon?"

"I need to study this," Tassera said.

After another commotion, confirming the baby dragon’s health was fine with no sabotage involved, Leon felt relieved for now.

With the baby dragon full and rested, Leon finally got to concern himself with his Golden Finger.

"Procreation—Reject diminishing births, have a child."

"Advanced Reward: Nine Breath Qi."

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