Free Web NovelChapter 461: Chapter 343: Purple Crystal Winged Lion King (Part 2)
Its gaze was like two tangible bolts of lightning, sharply stabbing at the dragon group in the sky.
Its size was unimaginably large, even bigger than the usual young red dragon, surrounded by a rich aura of magical and spiritual energy.
The mane on its neck was unusually dense and majestic, like the cloak of an emperor, surrounding it grandly.
But that was not real fur.
It was a circle of blazing purple flames, the purple mane danced as if alive, adding much power to the giant lion.
It had wings on both sides of its back, and its surface was not merely covered in fur; there were many scales resembling purple crystals subtly embedded in key places.
From its forehead, along its backbone, all the way to the tailbone, were thumb-sized purple crystals floating inches from its skin, suspended in the air, following its breathing and heartbeat, rhythmically rising and falling as if alive.
Most importantly.
Its gaze was profound, without an obvious look of viciousness or brutality, but rather gave a sense of wisdom belonging to intelligent creatures, brimming with shining spiritual energy.
At this moment, the physical characteristics of this [Purple Crystal Winged Lion King] were completely mirrored in Galos’s vision.
He slightly twitched his nostrils, simultaneously capturing a hint of unusual dragon scent in the air.
"This Lion King is a hybrid descendant born from the mating between a Purple Crystal Dragon and some powerful vicious beast or magic creature."
Galos stared at the Lion King on the cliff, with ponderings in his heart.
He quickly searched through his Dragon’s Legacy but could not find any record of a species that fully matched with the Lion King in front, yet its notable features, when taken individually, could be found correspondingly in the legacy’s biological descriptions.
"Purple Crystal Dragon Descendant.... Truly unexpected, didn’t think to encounter a powerful descendant of Purple Crystal Dragon lineage here."
Beside him, Iron Dragon Solrog’s eyes also flashed with a trace of surprise: "Could it be that deep within Sel Wilderness, there are lurking real Purple Crystal Dragons? Never heard of such a thing."
Purple Crystal Dragons, the crown jewels of the Gemstone Dragon Race.
Five-Colored Dragons, Metal Dragons, Gemstone Dragons....... these three dragon breeds are often mentioned together by mortal species.
However, unlike the many branched, Prime Material Plane-pervasive Five-Colored Dragons and Metal Dragons, Gemstone Dragons are extremely scarce in the Material Realm; the vast majority inhabit other bizarre realms.
All Gemstone Dragons are born as Mind Mages, possessing strong innate talents to manipulate spirit and spiritual energy.
Purple Crystal Dragons, acknowledged as leaders of Gemstone Dragons, head of Gemstone Dragons.
Its status is roughly equivalent to the red dragon among Five-Colored Dragons, the golden dragon among Metal Dragons.
The Lion King’s signature floating purple crystals, pure and powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, highly match the characteristics of Purple Crystal Dragons recorded in the Dragon’s Legacy.
Upon seeing the Lion King’s specific form, feeling its aura, the dragon group could confirm its identity as a dragon descendant.
"Galos, the possibility of absorbing this dragon descendant Lion King into our tribe, is much higher than expected."
Solrog looked at the nearby Red Iron Dragon and whispered his judgment.
Galos slightly nodded, harboring the same idea in his heart.
Wild dragon descendants are creatures with quite contradictory inner hearts.
On one hand, when they encounter purebred giant dragons, whose life level is weaker than theirs.
To enhance the concentration and purity of their own dragon bloodline, that greedy instinct from deep within the bloodline will be strongly aroused, urging them to have the terrible idea of killing giant dragons and devouring the essence of their flesh and blood.
On the other hand, when they face purebred true dragons whose life level surpasses them, and power is enough to crush them.
The dragon descendant bloodline’s deep-rooted instinct of following stronger true dragons is activated, making them almost innately think of ’returning to their roots,’ with a strong urge to seek protection and recognition.
"Halt!"
The giant dragon issued a brief yet majestic command, causing the steadily advancing Molten Iron Legion to stop their steps uniformly, gazing across a distance at the array composed of countless lion beasts ahead.
The atmosphere filled with murderous intent instantly rose to its peak.
Between the two armies, a suffocating dead silence pervaded, with only the wind’s wailing.
The Red Iron Dragon slowly circled in the sky, while the Purple Crystal Lion King stood atop the rift valley.
Their gazes collided in the air, forming an intense clash of invisible auras between the two Map Kings, mutually striving for dominance.
"The giant lion with dragon blood running through its veins."
The Red Iron Dragon’s low voice was like rolling thunder, overpowering the wind, spreading across the battlefield: "Submit under my wings, pay the price of loyalty for your prior reckless provocation, and thus I shall forgive, granting you the honor of surviving under the protection of dragon wings."
Upon hearing these words, the Purple Crystal Winged Lion King stepped forward.
Its giant claws covered with crystal scales stepped onto a sharp protruding rock, looking up at the circling Red Iron Dragon in the sky.
It did not speak immediately, only letting out a low lion’s roar, imbued with spiritual energy.
As this roar reached Galos’s ears, the contained thought was naturally comprehended.
[Dragon circling in the sky, offer your loyalty, submit beneath my claws and purple flames! Swear allegiance to the roar of the lion pride, and thus I will generously forgive your current offense and ignorance.]
This was almost an exact echo of what Galos had just said, word for word.
Clearly, this Purple Crystal Winged Lion King did not regard itself as weaker than the few circling giant dragons before it.
Rather than direct submission, its bloodline mixed with dragon pride and lion’s wildness yearned more to challenge the authority of giant dragons, proving who truly is the ruler of this land.
Dragon descendants surely have the innate nature of ’returning to their roots,’ but also exist the instinct to prove themselves by ’patricide.’
Receiving this challenge-laden response from the Purple Crystal Lion King, Galos did not react angrily due to the offense.
Instead, the corners of the Red Iron Dragon’s mouth slightly curled upwards, forming an expression somewhat fierce, yet accompanied with pleasure.
Simple, bloodless surrender and allegiance?
That’s far too uninteresting, too cheap.
Facing strong, proud, and confident enemies, Galos preferred to eventually conquer, crush, and enlist them by the most direct and intense collision of scales and claws through power and physical combat.
The more arrogant, confident, and powerful the Lion King appears at this moment.
When it is finally forced to lower its proud head and let out a whimper of submission, the thrill and sense of conquest Galos would get from this would be as rich and intense as the finest wine.
—This counts as one of the few hobbies of Galos.
"Very good, I will thoroughly enjoy your current unruly stance!"
The Red Iron Dragon gazed at the earth, speaking to the Purple Crystal Lion King.
As he finished speaking, he suddenly spread his enormous wings, issuing a sky-shaking command to attack to the well-prepared Molten Iron Legion below.
