I just covet their strength

Chapter 46 I Like Being Inferior in the Early Stage

In the background of "Poetry of Destiny" that Westhead knows, [Withered Dragon Emperor] is not the strongest ceiling character, and there are many who can rival her.

But Lesia is definitely the fastest growing. She has been immersed in the "Path of Dryness and Prosperity" given by the [Supreme Holy Tree] for decades. She has accumulated a lot of experience in the turbulent era when the supreme sky is turbulent and the gods are disconnected from the mortal world. Out of nowhere.

In just a few years, he climbed from an ant to a person close to the gods. He held up the empire with one hand and pushed it hundreds of thousands of miles with the other hand. Whether it was rebels, princes, dragons or monsters, they all attacked hard and killed the empire. Reunite the troubled times until you become the sole master and supreme.

This extreme growth rate really makes people call Long Aotian.

It is true that compared to other T0 talents, Lesia's dual talents will not immediately bring strong combat effectiveness, but both talents are the foundation for growth and will become more useful in the later stages.

Westhead actually likes [Withering Sun] and [Dragon Soul Furnace] very much.

Because we late game players are like this, life is a little too satisfying, and we like the feeling of being inferior to others in the early game.

[Dragon Soul Furnace]. I will take it too!
Looking at Lesia riding the blue thunderstorm and immersed in the ceremony, Westhead couldn't help but be fascinated and bit his lip fiercely.

The long indoctrination process continued for a long time, until the materials for the ceremony and even the magic pool of the tower were temporarily exhausted.

The dragon executives stopped their movements panting, and looked at Lesia, who was entangled by the green dragon thunder and whose silver hair was windless, with eyes like looking at monsters. Even though they had smashed all the resources, the other party looked at It also seemed bland and light when I went up there, as if I was not satisfied at all.

"Is this the noble blood of the God Ancestor?"

"What an amazing endurance."

"No, it should be how terrifying was His Highness's strength before he was injured?"

Tudor, despite his exhaustion, came to the silver-haired dragon girl and asked for instructions:

"Your Highness Lesia, has your injury improved?"

Lesia glanced at Tudor gently, and the huge dragon actually felt the fear that made his whole body tremble from the former's eyes. It was clear that before feeling the aura, the silver-haired dragon girl was only of noble blood in his eyes. of fragile porcelain.

But under the threat of dragon thunder, Tudor trembled involuntarily.

It's not the fear of the opponent's noble status, but the trembling of a living being when facing a natural enemy.

"Not enough. Far from enough to clear the remaining divine power in my body."

Lesia shook her head. Her rosy blue and purple pupils were clearly looking up at Tudor, but they made the latter feel an unparalleled sense of humiliation:

"Bring more resources."

The dragon executive officer said in embarrassment: "All of them have been used up. The master's treasure house has been emptied. If it weren't for your consent, we would never dare to do such a bold thing. No matter how many resources there are, it is really..."

"What kind of criticism is this?!"

Westhead said angrily at the side: "Is it true that the wealth of Kepar Plain is only this little, and it doesn't even have the ability to satisfy His Highness? Even if the private property of Scorched Wings is not enough, where are your collections and Highgarden? Where’s the backup energy?”

Tudor: "But those are the last resort prepared only for war, and cannot be used easily."

"We are in a state of war now! Do you have to wait until the enemy sets up the muzzle of the gun at home?! Seizing the opportunity is more important than anything else! The Scorched Wings have handed over the command to Her Royal Highness Lesia, do you think Do you want to be obedient?"

Westhead took the lead and ordered in a tone that did not allow the other party to argue:
"If all the savings in this High Court are exhausted, then search elsewhere and every inch of the land will be turned over!"

"I understand. We will follow your will. Please wait for a few days."

"Wait?" Westhead said immediately, "You seem to have made a mistake. We don't have that much time to wait. Although the effect of the ceremony is not satisfactory, we must act immediately. The spies of the Sky Kingdom may have been ready to act. Tudor! Let the special forces come and prepare to set off."

"Yes, they have been waiting for a long time. They can leave at any time."

Although the Dragon Executor despises a star-wrathed human in his heart, he has the authority granted by Lesia herself, and he must obey the instructions respectfully no matter how reluctant he is.

Among the orders issued before, one was to select the most elite dragons among the dragons in the Kepar Plain. The executive officers worked hard to select them.

Dozens of giant dragons soared into the sky, all lined up in the high garden, to be inspected by Lesia.

For the Dragon Clan, there is no such thing as military or civilian. Any mature individual is a warrior who can crush foreign races. The long years will only increase their strength.

"Your Highness, all the elite dragons in the Kaipal Plain are here. For this reason, we have emptied the legion's organization. Excuse me, they should have been the commanders of the legion. In fact, it is more appropriate to disperse them. We still have endless dragon beasts that need to be dispatched."

After the dragon executives finished forming their team, they came to Lesia and gave their advice while reporting.

Although the Kingdom of Dragons is huge and the dragon clan is extremely powerful, in fact, excluding the mixed-blood dragon descendants, there are not many individuals who can be called "true dragons". At the peak of the entire dragon clan, there were only a few thousand true dragons. dragon.

The reason why it seems that dragon wings cover the sky and the sun is actually mostly dragon beasts.

These biological weapons mass-produced from the incubation pool are the cannon fodder used by the Dragon Clan in war. They are cheap, brave and loyal. As a command node, a true dragon can command thousands of dragon beasts and turn them into dragon beasts that sweep across the sky. And the legions of the earth.

After thousands of years of training, this extremely efficient fighting method has helped the Dragon Kingdom become an unquestionable hegemon. In the land of order in the mortal world, it can ravage any existence except the Kingdom of Sky.

Westhead's decision to gather the elite dragons seemed to be a way to concentrate their efforts on big things, but in fact it was an act that caused the dragon's brain to hemorrhage.

This is equivalent to devoting all the middle and low-level officers in the group army to form a special force. This force is elite, but the large number of dragon beasts are equivalent to downtime. If those biological weapons are not controlled by real dragons, they will be pitiful. The brain capacity simply does not support any complex actions.

The combat effectiveness will drop from a well-trained, perfect legion with waving arms to a mob that only relies on bloodthirsty instincts.

However, in the face of the dragon executive's reasonable advice, the beautiful and dignified Leixia just raised her hand without saying a word, and her slender white fingers moved slightly.
"Bam—"

The gravity seemed to strengthen in an instant, and with the exertion of dragon power, Tudor and other dragons knelt on the ground under the seemingly real pressure.

"Chi! Chi chi chi -"

The blue dragon thunder appeared out of thin air, pulling away the iron sand and gravel on the ground. The purest light and flame were generated in Lesia's hands, spreading quickly, and in the blink of an eye, a ball of fire and thunder was formed. Spear.

With a slight wave of his arm, the flame-wrapped thunder gun was pressed against Tudor's chin. The skin of the dragon scales, which was strong enough to withstand indiscriminate bombing and was invulnerable, immediately cracked.

"You are questioning my decision?"

The magnificent eyes exuded a majesty that even the giant dragon was frightened.

"No, I absolutely don't dare."

The dragons stammered and shook their heads under the suffocating pressure.

"I give orders and you obey them. It's as simple as that. I don't want to hear any excuses or see any disobedient people."

Lesia waved her hand and scattered the thunder guns forged with the [Dragon Soul Furnace]:

"Let's go now. My servant will guide me."

(End of this chapter)