"You woke up?"
When he saw the Dragon Person in the tank, whose body height had grown to two ters eight, nearly three ters, and once again opened the dragon eyes that emitted a faint golden light, a Magician smiled and said.
"The nutrient solution is leaking, your tank is broken."
Feeling as if he had been reborn in a new body, the newly awakened Dragon Person did not move but frowned, looking down at the nutrient solution that had dropped to his waist, reminding the Magician outside.
"How is it possible? We just had a eting and unanimously decided that we could stop your cultivation, you can co out of this damn tank now, your body has perfectly fused with the two Dragon Hearts."
Another Magician explained, while also joking a bit, because this guy always complained to them when he was awake.
"You’re not going to keep observing ?"
Although he had been lying in the tank for months without freedom, during this ti, he could sleep, and each awakening made him feel stronger than the last, a sensation that was enough for him to endure the tedium and monotony upon waking.
Having reached adulthood long ago, he knew how precious this opportunity was, so he was willing to lie in the tank for a few more years.
"Who said we wouldn’t observe you anymore? Next, you will undergo adaptation training and combat training. After completing the training, you will be summoned by the Holy Dragon’s Heart and join the battle group!"
The Magicians outlined the series of arrangents ahead, and the Dragon People did not express any objection, as each one was an opportunity to change his fate.
Especially joining the battle group, as the Holy Dragon Emperor had only established three battle groups, and apart from the fairies who passed the trials and attended the academy established by the fairies, there was no third way to join.
Having completed the modification surgery, being specially recruited into the Holy Group could be said to be the blessing of the Luck Goddess, how could he possibly resist?
When the Dragon Person was released from the cultivation process and underwent adaptation training, his performance made all the Magicians involved in the transformation cheer again.
The Dragon Person, rampaging in the training ground, turned into a small Giant covered with dense pale-grey Dragon Scales in explosive mode, and his already large human body swelled another circle, truly reaching a height of three ters, a sight that was intimidating.
Tall and robust, yet retaining coordination, with power and explosion, also not lacking endurance, and possessing combat power far exceeding his external realm, this was the perfect warrior.
This Dragon Person, who underwent heart transplantation and surgical transformation, was only a Silver High Rank Transcendent before his heart was pierced.
A Professional of that level was naturally unremarkable in Elisium City, with no conspicuous features, which is precisely why, under the threat to life and the temptation to beco stronger, he signed a contract with the Magicians and reached an agreent.
After the surgery was completed, his power was forcibly pushed into the Radiant Gold Realm due to the two Dragon Hearts, becoming a Gold lower-tier warrior.
Should anyone take this realm seriously, they would have to prepare for bad luck, because the explosive power he now displayed on the training ground was enough to rival a Gold upper-tier warrior.
This is the bloodline advantage bestowed upon him by Dragon Blood, and it was precisely because Dragon Blood acted as the adhesive that he was able to accept two hearts of different Races into his human body, allowing them to burst with vigorous vitality in his chest, further transforming him.
"Very excellent performance, I think it can be taken as the final result and presented to the Holy Dragon Emperor."
"No, not enough. Don’t you think he’s lacking sothing as a warrior?"
"Lacking what?"
"Weapons, war armor, we need to custom-make a set of sufficiently strong Rune Armor for him, so our transford warrior can unleash true power."
"You’re right, good idea!"
Thus, a terrifying warrior, whose body height reached three ters five after donning Golden Battle Armor, appeared in Mage City, astonishing many Mages who hadn’t participated in the project.
"Is this also war armor? Are they crazy?"
"Crap war armor, do you know how many layers of master-level precise chanical structures and Alchemy Runes are inside? The thickness of this thing’s chest armor is wider than my palm."
"This is the result they intend to present to the Holy Dragon Emperor, of course they would go all out. If they satisfy the Holy Dragon Emperor, they could get more research funding."
The Mages gathered around an iron warrior wielding a Beheading Greatsword in one hand and a Molten Rock Battle Axe in the other, discussing excitedly.
Although his figure wasn’t as tall as a conventional Magic Statue, the aura he emitted was incomparably more terrifying, with no inch of flesh exposed, even his eyes and face were wrapped in a heavy helt, leaving only a pair of Peeping Mirrors of Pure Gold color for vision.
"I’d like to know how much this magic-guided chanical kinetic battle armor costs?"
"It is said that those lunatics threw thirty-five million Golden Dragon Coins into it."
"What? Isn’t that about the annual tax revenue of a surrounding Citadel? Just to craft one set of battle armor? If Your Majesty knew, how could they approve, planning to only produce thirty-two such warriors a year? What a joke!"
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