Red Dragon, but chosen by all four gods

"Who gave you the audacity to bare your teeth at your great brother?"

Enraged, Mortar went up and slapped Faldom across the face.

Although the green dragon is not known for its strength, since receiving Heros's "gift," her strength is growing at a rate that surpasses that of a hatchling.

With that swipe, Furdom saw stars, and his initial arrogance was suppressed. He retreated back into the cage to gather his strength.

Motar felt refreshed, both physically and mentally.

What could be better than having your two brothers, who have always been your rivals, turn into clueless idiots at the same time?

Now, she can be considered to be below one dragon and above two dragons!

What, you mean White Dragon?

The white dragon doesn't count!

"Motal, their minds have been affected by magic; what you're doing is useless."

Seeing Heros enter, Mortar quickly put on a smile and said, "Brother, I was just angry because they were disrespectful to you."

Heros shook his head. The green dragon loved power struggles too much, and he couldn't be bothered to play Mortar's game of conquest.

"I've thought of a way to treat them. Can you help me?"

"Of course," Motar agreed repeatedly, but the insincerity in his voice was impossible to hide.

"I've found that their minds seem to be under a persistent influence, so no matter how I try to teach them, they quickly revert to their old ways."

When Heros arrived at the cage, Ferdom and Maglen immediately began to plead, saying that they had changed their ways and hoped that Heros would release them.

No matter how tearfully they spoke, the malice in their words remained clear to Heros.

"Therefore, I want to trigger that spell again to observe how the changes occurred, in order to try and repair them."

"The traces of the magical ritual on Inanna are still there. Makaros has already recharged the ritual for me and set up a telepathic communication array. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mortar quickly flew away:

"I think Anglu is better suited to help you. I'll call him over right now!"

Before he could finish speaking, the dragon had already disappeared into the cave.

Heros rolled his eyes. What a coward.

He was just trying to scare Motal; he didn't actually intend to use her for experiments.

Green dragons are cunning by nature and have too many thoughts, so even if something happens, it's difficult to judge it immediately.

Anglu was the right choice; his mind was more pure because it had been artificially enhanced by Heros.

To use the words from my previous life, the underlying code is relatively simple, making it easy to troubleshoot errors.

Even if it gets accidentally broken...

Heros has considerable experience in repairing the white dragon's brain.

Sure enough, soon, the filthy Anglu ran in and rubbed against Heros.

Heros stretched out a claw and pushed him away. Upon closer inspection, he saw that the man was covered in blood; sure enough, he had gone hunting again.

I've never seen a young dragon so enthusiastic about hunting.

He led Anglu to another cave, where the little wolf girl was lying, still unconscious.

"Stay here and don't move, understand?"

Although Anglu didn't know why, he still obediently squatted down next to the little wolf girl. His heavy weight almost made the little wolf girl lying on the stone bed tremble.

After Heros left the cave, Hill, who was in charge of guarding it, pushed a boulder to completely seal off the cave where Anglu and the little wolf girl were.

Heros activated the magic circle, and a familiar magical power immediately erupted from Inanna's body, affecting Anglu beside her.

He activated his mind link and began reading Anglu's thoughts, searching for what that influence was.

……

Soon, he sensed a mental space with very little noise.

Some ideas seemed to be forming in Anglu's mind.

"Treasure", "Blood Feast", "Female Dragon", "Plunder"...

The instincts of the five-colored evil dragons are nothing more than these simple things.

Of course, this applies to the white dragon. The red dragon expects all beings to bow down and kneel in worship, the blue dragon expects to rule the dragon pack and establish power, the green dragon expects to manipulate schemes to divide the kingdom, and the black dragon expects to destroy and destroy beautiful things.

White dragons are relatively simple; aside from instinct, they generally don't have any particular value they want to achieve.

"Will this magic continue to stimulate the dragon's instincts?" Heros muttered to himself, then continued to observe.

Soon, complete sentences began to appear in Anglu's mind.

These words were hidden in his original thoughts, and if it were an ordinary dragon, it would probably be difficult to tell whether they were his own thoughts.

But Anglu is clearly no ordinary dragon.

"I want to plunder all the treasure!"

"I am a kind white dragon."

"I want the fattest, most succulent blood food!"

"I am a kind white dragon."

"I want to mate with the most fertile female dragon!"

"I am a kind white dragon."

……

Hearing this, Heros felt that it was about time.

Choosing Anglu for this experiment was such a wise decision; if I had actually used Motal, I don't know how much effort I would have had to put into distinguishing them.

Although it's unclear why this magic, once activated, can continuously influence the dragon's consciousness.

Even the weakest spells require magical energy to remain effective.

Unless the magic itself is related to dragons and can directly draw upon the abundant magical power within a dragon.

But in any case, once you understand how this magic works, things become very simple for Heros.

Previous failures were like painting a wall; he would paint one layer, and then this magic would paint another.

Now he can use [Persuasive Guidance] to specifically override this magical effect until it is also modified, then the magic will naturally become ineffective.

"Hill, open the cave."

Hill pushed the boulder aside again, and Heros stepped inside.

But Anglu grabbed its front paws, clearly indicating that in such a short time, the magic had already progressed to the next stage.

"Heroes!"

Anglu wailed and cried out Heros's name, large tears wetting Heros's scales.

"I'm here, what's wrong?"

"Please..." Anglu pleaded, tears streaming down his face.

"Become my father!"

"?" A big question mark appeared above Heros's head.

He had already severed the mental connection, and he had no idea how this guy had come up with such a bizarre idea.

Heros took a deep breath and pulled his claws out of Anglu's arms.

Meeting his bewildered and pleading gaze, she stomped down hard.

……

It must be said that Anglu, as the first hatchling to share "Crimson," has grown up very well.

Specifically, it was extremely resilient to beatings; Heros was even out of breath from the blows before it suffered comminuted fractures in all four limbs.

That should give him enough peace and quiet for a while.

"Hill, put it in the cage too, I'll deal with it together."

"Yes, Master Heros." Hill witnessed the entire scene just now.

For some reason, she felt a sense of exhilaration.