Evolving by devouring from a young dragon

A loud voice came from afar, startling them, but they were immediately horrified.

"Dragon language, this is...this is dragon language?!"

They were trembling all over, in disbelief.

Only when a dragon becomes a young dragon, that is, after reaching the fifth rank, will it unlock the inherited dragon language magic.

One of these is a dragon language magic called Language Mastery, which allows one to instantly understand any language, learn it, and use it proficiently.

But that ultimately relied on a foreign language.

The only way for them to understand and be moved by the dragon language is if the dragon has come of age and entered the realm of legend!

However, Waldo quickly calmed down, his expression turning grim and uncertain.

This aura was indeed powerful, but its oppressive feeling was far less terrifying than that of an adult dragon.

He had been a mercenary for many years, never having eaten adult dragon meat, but he had seen adult dragons run.

When he saw that enormous figure emerge from the distance, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled, and he breathed a long sigh of relief…

Its body length is only around eight meters...

Judging from its appearance, it is just a newly emerged young dragon that has just left the juvenile stage.

And that figure was none other than Alduin.

He was tall and slender, his body covered in gleaming, jet-black scales that were incredibly hard; the two long, winding dragon horns on his head were even sharper and more ferocious than before, making him even more imposing than before—

He has grown into a young dragon.

And the dragon language they could understand came from his mouth.

This is an application of the art of persuasive speech.

It doesn't simply "speak," but rather, while speaking, it casts magic in an almost instinctive, natural way, like breathing.

When it speaks in dragon language, the magical effects will simultaneously affect the listeners.

This spell will directly translate the "concepts" or "intentions" in his words into language that the other party can understand, and imprint them in their minds.

To master this skill, one must either undergo a long period of study, be a natural spellcaster, or use special magical items.

However, the art of persuasive speech is very difficult to master and has almost disappeared.

Alduin, on the other hand, was a born spellcaster; it was a natural talent etched into his soul.

Lucas, watching Alduin's retreating figure, breathed a sigh of relief and reminded Waldo:

"This dragon should be a natural spellcaster, possessing the art of sophistry. Judging from its thin physique, it's probably only at the fourth or fifth rank at most. Don't be scared by it."

As a seasoned businessman who spent years in the wilderness, Lucas was very experienced and immediately saw through the deception.

Waldo also realized what was happening.

After all, the relationship between dragons and humans in this world can be described as irreconcilable. They usually don't communicate with young dragons when hunting them, so when they heard that soul-stirring dragon language, they subconsciously thought it was an adult dragon.

"Hmph, this dragon is only eight meters long. Even among young dragons, it's still considered a cub. We should strike first!"

Waldo sneered, and the moment he saw Alduin, he suddenly leaped up, stomping a large crater into the ground beneath his feet.

But his expression was very serious, far from being as relaxed as he appeared.

Even if the dragon in front of us is only eight meters long and, judging by its size, has just entered the fifth rank, it is still a dragon!

Although he has been immersed in the fifth tier for many years and is equipped with the latest fifth tier single-soldier power armor, he can easily handle even ordinary fifth tier magical beasts.

But before them stood a dragon, a treacherous, cunning, and ferocious dragon.

To take it down, you have to be more insidious, more cunning, and faster than it!

However, Alduin possessed the bloodline of the Shadow Dragon. The moment Waldo attacked, he reacted, his figure instantly turning dark and blurry as he entered the Shadow Realm.

Then, looking at Waldo charging straight at him with a sharp blade in his hand, he slowly spoke.

A deep, ancient syllable, as if from a distant time, resonated from Auduin's throat.

Waldo's expression changed, and he suddenly increased his speed, wanting to quickly take down Alduin, but it was too late; the syllable had already been uttered.

"Fus—"

As the first syllable faded, Waldo's companion, about to draw his magical firearm, suddenly swayed, lost his balance, and dropped the gun. Waldo's momentum faltered as well.

"Ro—"

As the second syllable sounded, Lucas staggered backward, his steps unsteady. The others also retreated rapidly. Waldo's armor glowed faintly, and although he did not stop, his speed decreased sharply.

"Dah!"

As the third syllable ended, everyone could no longer hold on and was sent flying backward, crashing heavily into the stone wall, spitting blood and looking utterly disheveled.

As long as I can get there...

Just as Waldo's sword was about to pierce Alduin's chest, it slipped from his hand, and he was sent flying backward, crashing into a stone wall further away, kicking up a huge cloud of dust. His fate was unknown.

Three sentences, and I'll get people to give their lives for me.

Alduin coldly swept his gaze over the fallen crowd. Only Lucas remained unharmed, having somehow managed to escape unscathed; the others were all severely injured and unconscious.

The method he just used was dragon language magic.

Different dragons will have different dragon language magic in their memories, and the three dragon language spells just now were the basic magic that all dragons mastered - Unyielding Power.

In common parlance, it means "power, balance, propulsion".

It's easy to use, inexpensive, and can be used unexpectedly.

Alduin was very satisfied with the first dragon language spell he had mastered.

"This farce should end now."

Alduin sneered. These were the people who stole his magic crystals, forcing him to spend a lot of time capturing fourth-tier magical beasts to push his magic power to its limit.

Fortunately, he eventually succeeded in breaking through and entering the fifth rank.

He took a deep breath and exhaled a thick, dark purple dragon breath, which he then directed towards Lucas and the others.

The bodies of the fallen people were instantly engulfed by the dragon's breath, but they were not corroded. Instead, layers of purple crystals appeared, enveloping their bodies.

Because it had previously consumed too many magic crystals, Dragon Breath, through its devouring and evolutionary talent, evolved the properties of magic crystals, enabling it to assimilate surrounding matter and transform it into magic crystals.

However, this process usually takes hundreds or even thousands of years, but Alduin's abilities have also changed.

In an instant, it crystallizes but doesn't contain any magic power, so it can't be used as a magic crystal; it's just an ordinary glowing stone...

It's a pity we can't just spend money anymore.

Auduin felt a pang of regret.

He also gave this move a name—Dragon Breath Crystallization.

However, Lucas somehow managed to teleport away from the dragon's breath and escape its reach, thus avoiding disaster.

Alduin's vertical pupils flickered, revealing an interested look, wanting to continue playing with him. Magic power gathered in his chest, even more powerful than before, but at that moment, a sudden change occurred!

A dazzling holy light flashed before him, and the source of the light was the very sword that Waldo had previously released from his hand!

The light was as intense as the sun, carrying a sacred aura. Then, the sword was directly annihilated under the holy light, turning into specks of dust.

Alduin's dragon body, which had already turned into shadow, was forced to reveal a part of itself at this moment. His vertical pupils contracted as he was pierced by the sudden holy light.

The holy light scorched him, making his vision completely blinding.

However, because Alduin had consumed the Holy Light Magic Stone, this holy light, which carried a strong divine aura, did not harm him much; it only made him unable to see clearly.

Then the holy light dissipated, and silence returned to the surroundings.

But at this moment, alarm bells were ringing in his mind, because the dust that the long sword had turned into had not dissipated, but had adhered to his body and was seeping into his body through the gaps in his dragon scales!