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Global Game: Developing a Knight Clan-Chapter 170 - 147: The Dragon Race is Shaken, Summoning the Continent’s Dragon Descendants
Confronted by Crimson’s resentful gaze.
Lince felt his scalp tingle.
"Next time, I promise. I can’t use this kind of Power many times in a row, and I also have to consider things like Attribute Affinity."
Crimson muttered resentfully, "Next time? Who knows when ’next time’ will even be."
However, Amos spoke up just then.
"That’s enough, Crimson. For something like this, you have to consider His Highness’s current actual Tier."
"There will certainly be more chances later, and it might not even be that long of a wait."
Amos’s voice had changed.
It had become younger and stronger. Even the twilight aura of old age that once clung to him had completely vanished.
A young body, a heart beating rapidly.
In that moment, it was as if the very colors of the world looked brand new to Amos.
The feeling, like being reborn, filled Amos with incomparable excitement and exhilaration.
So, the moment he sensed the full extent of the changes within himself, he immediately stepped in to help Lince out of his predicament.
It would have been better if Amos hadn’t spoken.
The moment he did, Crimson immediately swooped down and landed right on his head!
She dug her two claws into Amos’s head and huffed indignantly:
"Amos, you have some nerve to talk!"
"It’s easy for you to talk now that you’ve become a member of the Pure-blooded Dragon Clan! Even if His Highness can transform me later, if it could be done now, that would obviously be for the best."
"Haven’t I also dreamed of becoming a true member of the Dragon Race since I was young? I’ve sacrificed just as much as you have for it!"
"I..."
Crimson wanted to say more.
But just then, Amos raised a massive Dragon Claw and plucked Crimson right off his head.
Compared to Amos’s current twelve-hundred-meter Body Type, Crimson’s slender, two-hundred-meter-plus Sub-dragon form was truly insignificant.
"Alright, that’s enough. You’re losing your composure. Didn’t you see His Highness is looking uncomfortable?"
"Besides, someone’s coming."
Amos sent to Crimson via voice transmission.
Hearing this, Crimson glanced at the extremely embarrassed Lince, then looked into the distance, where two familiar figures seemed to be rapidly approaching.
She immediately came to her senses.
At the same time, she immediately apologized to Lince:
"Your Highness, I was a little worked up just now and lost my composure. Please forgive me."
Seeing the Red Dragon come to her senses, Lince breathed a sigh of relief and offered a faint smile.
"It’s nothing. After all, if our positions were reversed, I’m not sure I could have remained calm either."
Seeing that Lince wasn’t angry, Crimson also breathed an inward sigh of relief.
At the same time, she looked toward the distant figures, which were gradually growing larger, and said:
"Thank you for your understanding, Your Highness."
"By the way, Your Highness, did you summon those two juniors back?"
Lince turned his head slightly to look at the approaching Silver Dragon Edie and Angelina and gave a noncommittal nod.
"I did indeed summon them back."
"I’ll need them for my next move."
"However, before that, I’d like to hear your opinions—both of yours, and even the view of that rather impressive-looking Human Race Dragon Descendant."
Amos and Crimson exchanged a glance and both nodded grimly.
In that instant, without needing to think twice, they knew Lince was definitely planning to make a move on the Oakland Continent.
Lince’s current Power might not be sufficient, and even with Amos, it might still not be enough.
After all, Amos had only just reached the Saint Tier.
But sometimes, Power isn’t the deciding factor in everything.
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"Gods above!"
"Angelina, are my eyes playing tricks on me?"
"It looks like His Highness used something to turn that old turtle into a blood cocoon. Is he being sacrificed?"
The moment Silver Dragon Edie and Angelina passed through the Gate of Truth and flew toward the Outer Mountain of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, the scene they witnessed as the mountain came into view was precisely Lince in the process of transforming Amos into a Rock Steel Giant.
"Don’t be ridiculous."
"This is definitely not simple. Look, all the Magic Power in the area has been drained. This... I suspect..."
Angelina murmured, barely daring to believe a certain possibility.
And just then, Silver Dragon Edie realized what she was implying.
"Ah! Could it be that His Highness is helping that old turtle advance to the Saint Tier?"
"No, that’s not right! Angelina, did you feel that? The fluctuation in this aura is making our Bloodlines stir."
"This feeling... it’s not like the descriptions of a normal advancement to the Saint Tier, is it?"
"Besides, hasn’t His Highness not yet achieved Ascension to Divinity? How on earth did He help the old turtle advance?"
Astonished, Silver Dragon Edie stared intently at the area of the strange phenomenon on the Outer Mountain of the Demon Beast Mountain Range, caused by the blood cocoon.
"Stop guessing. Come on, let’s hurry over!"
"I have a feeling that His Highness summoned us because something major is about to happen, something that could even affect the situation of the entire continent."
Angelina did her best to suppress the many theories swirling in her mind and immediately urged Silver Dragon Edie to fly with her to the Outer Mountain more quickly.
However, just as they were halfway there, the blood cocoon had already transformed into a massive, oval-shaped egg.
With a thunderous roar, the metallic-gray shell suddenly shattered.
And in that very moment, to their utter disbelief, they saw it.
From within that terrifyingly large egg emerged a Giant Dragon, its Body Type already remarkably similar to Lince’s.
Based on the records, it wasn’t hard for the two of them to tell.
This newly emerged Giant Dragon was none other than a Strong Dragon Level Giant Dragon of the Dragon Race—a Rock Steel Giant!
A Saint Tier Giant Dragon had appeared!
"Dragon God above, Angelina, I think I must be hallucinating."
"That... that... old turtle actually turned into a Rock Steel Giant!"
"This is a true Giant Dragon! There’s no mistaking this feeling from my Bloodline!"
"Oh, heavens, Angelina, what in the world did we just witness?!"
Silver Dragon Edie’s reaction, from initial confusion and bewilderment to her jaw slowly dropping in astonishment, was quite a sight to behold.
As for Angelina, she too, for once, had lost some of her composure.
"This... How is this possible? A Pure-blooded Giant Dragon can be born this way?"
"Is this the power of the Ancient Dragon Race’s Bloodline? His Highness, even before his Ascension to Divinity, can use his own Power to transform a Sub-dragon Species into a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon?"
"Edie, my premonition was right. Things are about to change on the Oranck Continent!"
"Quickly, Edie, let’s go! This is too big! This is a massive opportunity for us. We’ve reached a crossroads of destiny."
Soon.
Silver Dragon Edie and Angelina finally arrived before Lince and Amos.
"All peace to you, Your Highness!"
"Angelina and Edie have come as you commanded."
Angelina did her best to keep her gaze calm, but it still flickered toward Amos from time to time, sizing him up.
"What’s wrong, juniors? Don’t you recognize us anymore?"
"You wouldn’t even be able to see His Highness if it weren’t for us. Shouldn’t you be paying your respects to Amos and me as well?"
Lince merely gave a slight nod to Angelina and the Silver Dragon.
Just then, Crimson seized the opportunity to question Angelina and Silver Dragon Edie in a harsh, accusatory tone.
Lince, for his part, was happy to watch the show.
Standing on Amos’s broad back, Crimson looked for all the world like a fox borrowing a tiger’s might.
Then again, their relationship had never been ordinary, so perhaps it wasn’t quite a case of borrowing his might after all.
Silver Dragon Edie’s expression faltered, but Angelina, in contrast, seemed quite composed.
She immediately offered a calm bow to them both.
"Angelina greets you, Lady Crimson."
"And you, Your Excellency Amos."
Seeing Angelina’s respectful but not subservient bow, Silver Dragon Edie immediately followed suit.
However, after they both paid their respects,
Angelina looked at Amos and spoke directly:
"Your transformation is quite remarkable, Your Excellency Amos. If Lady Crimson hadn’t spoken, I almost wouldn’t have recognized you."
"Moreover, if my senses are correct, Your Excellency Amos can now be called a Saint, can he not? You have even received favor from His Highness and now possess a true Dragon Race Bloodline."
At this, Crimson snorted lightly.
"You junior. You saw everything, yet your tone feigns ignorance. I have to admire your thick skin."
Amos, ever the kind dragon, was not nearly as harsh as Crimson.
He just nodded and chuckled, saying:
"I did indeed receive His Highness’s grace, becoming a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon and successfully breaking through to the Saint Tier."
"But there’s no need to call me a Saint. The Dragon Race doesn’t really use that term. You can all still call me by my name."
"Now that we have all gathered under His Highness’s banner, there’s no need to be as formal with each other as before."
Amos’s image as a good-natured old dragon hadn’t changed one bit.
As for Crimson, she turned her head away in a huff, clearly still sulking about not having received a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon Bloodline herself.
’Otherwise,’ she thought, ’I’d be showing off the majesty of a Saint Tier Giant Dragon to these two juniors right now, and earning His Highness some proper respect in the process.’
’What a waste of such a good opportunity.’
Lince and Amos didn’t know what Crimson was thinking, and even if they had, they probably would have just chuckled.
As for Silver Dragon Edie and Angelina, their minds were in turmoil.
It really was the same Amos.
But he was clearly a Sub-dragon. How had he suddenly become a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon?
They said it was from His Highness, a favor from the Dragon God.
But weren’t Pure-blooded Giant Dragons supposed to be born only from the direct Bloodline of two Giant Dragons?
Could a Sub-dragon just be transformed into a Pure-blooded Giant Dragon at will?
This completely overturned their traditional understanding.
In other words, if the Dragon Race had wanted to expand its numbers back then,
...as long as the Ancient Dragon God was willing, He could have created a huge number of Giant Dragon descendants at any time?
Or was this transformation only possible for Dragon Descendants?
Angelina was utterly shocked.
However, just as Angelina was reeling from the shock, Lince, who had been content to watch the show until now, finally spoke again.
"I imagine that by now, both you, Angelina, and you, Edie, understand the situation."
"Therefore, I have a task for you."
Lince looked down solemnly at the two tiny figures below.
"Please give us your command, Your Highness!"
Not daring to hesitate, Angelina and Edie spoke at once.
"This task is both simple and difficult."
"I want you to return at once and contact every Dragon Species and Dragon Descendant on the entire Oklar Continent."
"You don’t need to say much else. Simply announce that I, the scion of Divine Favor heralding the return of the Dragon Race, have come back. All Dragon Species and Dragon Descendants must come to the Demon Beast Mountain Range in three months to have an audience with me!"
"In three months, I expect the Demon Beast Mountain Range will have a new master. The timing should be just right."
"I will only give them one chance. As for the details, I leave them to your discretion."
Lince’s gaze turned cold as he looked toward the depths of the Demon Beast Mountain Range.
At this, both Angelina and Edie revealed expressions of utter shock!
At the same time, they snapped back to reality, suppressed the excitement surging within them, and solemnly accepted the command.
’Just as I thought!’
’The time for the continent to change has come!’
’And it will all begin with the Dragon Species and Dragon Descendants!’







