Taking the Chaleos up to the higher reaches of the Ancient Tree, they found the tempered Rathalos standing guard beside the Fire Wyvern eggs.
Perhaps because the partner of this tempered Rathalos—the Rathian—was rather powerful, though this clutch of eggs had failed to hatch, they had nevertheless endured until now, not yet becoming completely dead eggs, as though the hatchlings inside were still desperately clinging to a breath of life.
After the purpose was explained, the tempered Rathalos stopped the Rathian, who had hurried back upon sensing other monsters near the nest, and looked at Logan with eyes full of hope.
Logan let out a low growl, and at once a mass of white mist appeared in the void, spreading over the Fire Wyvern nest, wrapping all the Fire Wyvern eggs within it.
Logan was slightly taken aback, then shifted to block the sowhat flustered Fire Wyvern pair who saw this scene, rumbling low to reassure them.
Ti passed bit by bit. The Admiral and Tonkotsu, who had just received word, arrived late and stood so distance outside the nest, watching the events within with so tension.
Within the white mist, the Chaleos, who had been full of confidence, suddenly found the matter rather troubleso.
In its plan, though Fire Wyvern eggs were unlike Chaleos eggs, lacking the ability to absorb external nutrients through the shell, in its specially prepared “dicinal mist,” it would corrode tiny, invisible holes with a trace amount of toxin, then let the white mist laden with dicinal properties seep inside, thereby stabilizing the hatchling’s life force.
Then, by burying them as with Chaleos eggs, covering them with various nutrient-rich decaying plants, the Fire Wyvern eggs would passively begin to absorb external nutrients, ultimately completing the hatching.
The idea was good, and in actual operation it did indeed achieve what the Chaleos had envisioned.
The problem, however, lay in the Chaleos underestimating the Fire Wyvern eggshell’s resistance to external substances.
Or rather, it had not expected that the Fire Wyvern eggs of the Ancient Tree group would differ from those of other Fire Wyverns in the Ancient Forest.
That the shells absorbed external nutrients more slowly ant that, in order to achieve the intended effect, far more ti would be required. During this period, not only would the decayed matter need frequent replacing to prevent damage to the shell, but the dicinal mist would also have to be maintained constantly to keep the hatchlings’ lives hanging on.
The Chaleos analyzed carefully, and in the end ca to a preliminary judgnt: its dicinal mist would likely need to be maintained for more than half a month.
For the Chaleos, this was absolutely impossible!
For no other reason than sheer laziness!
This was ticulous work. With so many Fire Wyvern eggs, it would have to spend enormous ti and effort continuously for half a month. In the Chaleos’s values, there was no way it would do such a thing.
Thinking this, and noticing that among this clutch of Fire Wyvern eggs the 3 that could still hatch hatchlings had already reached the limit of what they could endure from the mist, the Chaleos withdrew the white fog.
Without the Chaleos’s supply of life energy, the mist quickly dispersed with the wind. When the Fire Wyvern pair saw that among their 8 eggs, 3 had once again beco full of vitality, they could not help but rush forward. Their massive bodies lowered, watching up close, that treasuring look as if they could not bear to let their eyes leave the eggs for an instant.
The Chaleos croaked, and Logan, who had been sowhat surprised that the Chaleos truly could manage it, shifted slightly in expression. He heard the note of disappointnt in its voice.
Casting a glance at the Fire Wyvern pair happily spreading their wings as they circled their eggs, Logan spread his own wings and was the first to leave, flying toward the very top of the Ancient Tree, the place once used by Kushala Daora as a temporary dwelling.
Since Logan had revealed his Sunblaze Form, the cats had begun modifying that place.
With their Fire Wyvern boss’s strength now no less than that of any Elder Dragon, this massive platform—once set apart because it had been Kushala Daora’s temporary abode upon the Ancient Tree—naturally had to be taken back by the Fire Wyvern clan, rightful rulers of the Ancient Tree.
Logan and Chaleos flew onto the highest platform, and Chaleos imdiately caught the iron-rust sll characteristic of Kushala Daora, giving its head a slightly disgusted shake.
As an Elder Dragon that uses poison mist, the thing it hates most is a monster with an oversized attack range that can also, by its own power, see through its invisibility.
The pressure Kushala Daora exerts on Chaleos—when both sides go all out—is even more overwhelming than that Shagaru Magala back then. This is purely a matter of matchup: against other dragons, Chaleos can rely on invisibility to decide whether to fight or not, but when facing a fully unleashed Kushala Daora, it has no choice but to fight.
For the fight-averse Chaleos, Kushala Daora is absolutely its most hated Elder Dragon—bar none!
Logan’s sense of sll was not as keen as Chaleos’s; his perception of the environnt likewise could not compare to Chaleos, which is top-tier even among Elder Dragons. On this large platform that had already been cleaned once by the cats, he naturally could not detect any residual scent of Kushala Daora.
To be honest, Logan was quite satisfied with this big platform—wide view, ample space. If he weren’t used to the semi-open environnt of his own nest, he might even have wanted to move up here to live.
“Gwa!”
No other wyvern would co to disturb them here, so Chaleos directly explained what it had just discovered. When he heard that the Fire Wyvern eggs actually had relatively high resistance to external energy, causing the absorption efficiency to slow down, Logan grew thoughtful.
And when he then heard Chaleos say that, given the current stage of this batch of eggs, it would need to maintain that white mist for at least fifteen days, Logan understood that this guy had no intention of doing it.
Fifteen days of fine manipulation— even Logan wouldn’t do that, let alone Chaleos, a dignified Elder Dragon that even buries its own eggs casually and leaves. Why would it spend so much ti and effort on re Fire Wyvern eggs?
What was originally thought to be a casual favor had now turned into a long, drawn-out task. Even for Logan’s favor— which Chaleos did not value— it would no longer do it.
When a human sees the ants at a friend’s ho unable to move too large an insect carcass, giving it a helpful kick to send the carcass to the front of the ant nest is sothing he might do when in a good mood; but if it requires that human to carefully break the carcass down piece by piece, then carry it bit by bit into the ant nest, and even stack it neatly to ensure every ant can eat—
And after finishing, the only paynt is a favor from that human friend—
How crazy would one have to be to do such a thing?
Chaleos did not believe that, after helping the Ancient Tree Fire Wyvern group sort out this batch of eggs, the favor it received from Logan could, on so future day when it ran into sothing, make Logan risk his life to help.
And as for those ordinary little matters— to put it bluntly, as a dignified Elder Dragon with maxed-out survival ability and power already at the top of the world’s food chain— what small matters could it not handle by itself?
What’s more, the mindset this Chaleos has maintained to survive until now is: ‘No problem is hard—so long as you’re willing to give up!
If it can slack off, it will resolutely not work hard.
Logan thought of this as well, and so fell silent for a mont.
After thinking it over, he let out a low growl toward Chaleos and discussed it: over the next two days he would gather all the Fire Wyverns and move this batch of Fire Wyvern eggs up to this platform; they would do it by Chaleos’s thod for three days, and in those three days, how many hatchlings succeeded in being born would co down to their fate.
The survival of the fittest is forever the unchanging law of nature. Moreover, could this not also be nature’s very own restriction and test for the new Fire Wyverns of the Ancient Tree?
To Logan’s request, Chaleos agreed without much thought. According to its initial idea, at most it would be 3 days—after all, even for its own eggs, early care and burial together only took 3 days. Surely these Fire Wyvern eggs could not warrant more attention than its own, right?
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