Speed Is King

“My Dragon Bloodline must be some sort of Royalty or even some sort of Godly bloodline among the dragons in this known universe.” Elliot thought happily to himself as he gazed at the neat rows of multi colored dragon eggs that were arranged before him.

“Spiritual Grade Dragon Eggs represent the best and brightest of our Dragon clans. Young Elliot, you do realize what our gifts signify?” Primal Silverwing said softly.

All ten pairs for Dragon Primal eyes were completely focused on Elliot.

“I do. It means all of you have placed the future of the Dragon Clans upon me, and quite literally, all your eggs in one basket.” Elliot chuckled. “Plus, in an indirect way, you are all pledging your fealty to me.”

As he said those words, Elliot unleashed his mighty Cosmic Dragon Energy to the maximum, and the Awakened Five Headed Dragon Energy let out a strangely harmonious but still utterly majestic roar.

GRAAAAHHH!!

The other Primals stared at the ten Dragon Primals in disbelief.

A runt just verbally cornered them and placed them in a subordinate position, and they merely narrowed their eyes in discomfort??

DOES THAT MEAN THEY AGREE??

“Hahahahaha! Giving wondrous gifts and all of their secret runes to you are one thing, but assuming that they are pledging their fealties to you is a completely different thing!” A black-feathered phoenix Primal laughed loudly to break the awkward silence. The ten Dragon Primals were publicly accepted to be the strongest Primals.

If ten of them pledged fealty to Elliot, wouldn’t it be strange if they didn’t?

“Yes, don’t get ahead of yourself too much, boy. You may be extremely powerful, and you may be our only hope of successfully invading the Shadow Realm and defending our known universe at the same time, but saying such- WHAT THE F***?!” A powerful dwarf Primal was just continuing on the Black Phoenix Primal’s train of thought when the unthinkable happened.

“I, Xyrax The Red, swear my fealty to the Lord of Dragons.” The Red Dragon Primal knelt down on one knee in front of Elliot and lowered his head!

“Holy smokes. Did that boy’s lightning bolt earlier short circuit his brain or something? What the hell is he doing?”

“Xyrax the Arrogant is on one knee and pledging his fealty to a little boy? Is this a dream? Gar Xar, you bastard. Did you cast a dream spell on me??”

“Damn it! When has a Primal ever sworn fealty to ano- DAMN IT! HAVE ALL THE DRAGONS GONE MAD??”

“I, Purity The White, swear my fealty to the Lord of Dragons.”

“I, Kharlox The Blue, swear my fealty to the Lord of Dragons.”

“I, Vitalos The Green, swear my fealty to the Lord of Dragons.”

“I, Deathwing The Black, swear my fealty to the Lord of Dragons.”

The Chromatic Dragon Primals, having been exposed to Elliot’s aura for a longer period of time and at extremely close proximity, were the first ones to awaken to Elliot’s Royal Dragon Bloodline.

They had no idea which Dragon God his bloodline came from, but the call that resounded from deep within their souls and from every single fibre of their being was unmistakable.

As soon as Elliot unleashed his full aura, they knew.

Before them, was their long awaited Dragon Lord, the one foretold in their Dragon History Lores who would appear and lead them to glory across the entire universe – ENTIRE universe, not just the known universe!

Even Saint Dul’Akharat, who knew perfectly well from first hand experience just how arrogant the powerful Dragon Primals were, was completely taken aback.

“These were dragons that refused to even stand in greeting when I, as the strongest Primal, visited them! These were the living definitions of arrogance, especially Xyrax! And now… They are on their knees…”

It was an extremely unbelievable scene.

There would be absolutely no one, none at all, who knew these Dragon Primals who would believe, even for a split second, if they were told of such a thing.

They would, depending on who you talked to, either laugh at you outright, or if they were ardent supporters of the Dragon Primals, bash you up with all of their strengths THEN laugh at you outright.

Saint Dul’Akharat and the Primals were no fools, of course.

They knew that the only thing that would make the Dragon Primals bend their knees would be the reappearance of their long lost Dragon God.

And so they all looked at Elliot with skyrocketing disbelief.

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“That little human boy… is a Dragon God??”

Elliot instantly felt over forty powerful senses sweep over his body and scrutinize him with immeasurable curiosity.

Primals were powerful beings, if they wanted to, they could see through the clothes and even layers of flesh of any unshielded beings. At their full strength, it would require a similarly full-strength shield to prevent them from seeing through everything.

Elliot didn’t have any shields up at that moment beyond that of his natural energy flowing out from within his body. He didn’t know if the Primals were able to see anything.

But before he could even frown in protest,

The ten dragons standing and kneeling before Elliot suddenly exploded into action with unbridled fury!

“INSOLENCE!” Xyrax The Red let out a thunderous roar of anger and attacked the forty Primals who dared to scrutinize Elliot that way!

The air around the forty Primals exploded into flames instantly!

At the same time, thousands of lightning bolts, ice spears, vines, terrifying illusions and energy locks descended upon them all!

All ten Dragon Primals had risen up in absolute indignance and unleashed their strongest attacks on the other Primals!

What was arrogance? What was unrestrained will?

The Dragon Primals and their furious, exaggerated defence of the slightest act of discourtesy towards Elliot was arrogance!

They did not give their Primal friends and allies of so many thousand years any face at all and walloped them with all of their strengths!