Chapter 381 - 313: Mighty Humanoid Form_3
Chapter 381 - 313: Mighty Humanoid Form_3
At that moment.
The figure wielding the sword in the field suddenly stopped.
Alberto suddenly turned his head, eyes blazing as he gazed at the Red Iron Dragon.
He scrutinized Galos’ massively imposing dragon body up and down, with unabashed curiosity on his face, and asked, "Galos, now that you’ve reached your youth, you should have mastered the Transformation Technique, right?"
Galos nodded.
Alberto’s interest was piqued, and he said, "In your incredibly strong and almost unbelievable dragon form, I am really curious, what would you look like when you use the Transformation Technique to assume a human shape?"
"Can you satisfy my little curiosity?"
Galos was uninterested in such a display and was about to refuse.
Just as the thought arose in his mind, before he could voice it.
At that moment, he felt something gently poke his side.
Turning his head, he saw it was the Red Silver Dragon Deborah using the tip of her tail to nudge him; Deborah’s eyes were filled with pure curiosity and expectation as she looked at him eagerly.
"Do transform, Galos."
She blinked and said.
The Transformation Technique mastered by young dragons is insufficient to allow dragons to change their facial features at will.
The effect of this magic is more about reflecting a humanoid race’s appearance based on the dragon’s own form, temperament, and body attributes, rather than being fully shaped by personal will.
As a Metal Dragon, Deborah naturally harbored an inquisitiveness about Galos’ humanoid form.
In contrast.
The Iron Dragon Solrog, Red Dragon Samantha, and other Five-Colored Dragons nearby seemed indifferent and uninterested in it.
Evil Dragons generally preferred their mighty and formidable original dragon forms.
They believed that their large, strong bodies covered in scale armor, with wings and claws, were the perfect symbol of power and majesty!
Even if needed to transform into a human-like form sometimes, they tended to retain some Dragon Race characteristics like prominent dragon horns, scales covering parts of their skin, a powerful Dragon Tail, or non-human gleaming vertical pupils.
To show the nobility and distinctiveness of their bloodline, rather than change completely into a soft, alien form.
Under the expectant glances from both Alberto and Deborah.
The Red Iron Dragon pondered for a few seconds, finally making a decision, and the massive body lying down slowly stood up.
At the same time, a strong yet not glaring magic radiance surged from within him, quickly enveloping his entire body.
Under the shroud of this radiance, the standing Red Iron Dragon underwent an astounding transformation.
Massive size shrunk rapidly, majestic winding dragon horns converged into a head of thick black-red hair draping to his shoulders; sharp claws and feet covered with thick scales reshaped into long, muscular limbs and hands; sturdy dragon scales receded like tidewaters, transforming into skin tough as if tempered through countless trials...
In almost the blink of an eye, the mighty Red Iron Dragon vanished.
In its place, standing in the same spot, was a young man over two meters tall, with an extremely robust and imposing physique.
He stood over two meters tall, muscles bulging and tense as if cast from steel.
His body was wild yet filled with beauty, body lines and contours like they were carved with a chisel.
His features were deep-set, with a high bridge nose and a firm jawline, reminiscent of an ancient Greek Divine Spirit sculpture brought to life.
Merely standing there, he naturally exuded a strong, overwhelming presence and visual impact.
This was entirely different from Alberto’s delicate and handsome yet slender looks; Galos’ human form gave a direct impression of terrifying strength, far more than just being handsome.
"Ga... Galos... you, you forgot to transform your clothes!"
The voice of the Red Silver Dragon Deborah broke the brief silence.
She instinctively stretched out a large front paw of the Silver Dragon, quickly covering her dragon face, yet among the thick fingers, there were tiny gaps, through which a pair of dragon eyes full of curiosity and amazement secretly peeked at the perfect masculine figure below like a work of art.
Meanwhile.
Galos also immediately realized the problem.
Due to his inexperience with the Transformation Technique and being urged suddenly just now, during the transformation, he completely forgot about using magic energy to weave clothes.
As a result, he was now utterly naked and uncovered.
Every contour of his body, every bit of power, and the strong masculine symbolism... all lay bare in the flickering bonfire light.
"Great achievements are never hindered by trivialities."
Galos said, his expression unchanged.
In such situations, as long as I’m not embarrassed, the embarrassment belongs to others.
In fact, aside from the self-conscious Golden Dragon and the shy yet curious Red Silver Dragon, the other Five-Colored Dragons, including the followers, did not have any noticeable reaction.
However.
Galos, who was unconcerned with trivialities, eventually used a Dragon Scale to form an Armor.
He moved his body, discovering that in his human form, he could only exert about fifty percent of his Power, and had to control his actions carefully, as there was a feeling of about to reveal his true form.
"With skilled mastery, more Power should be exerted, but it could never compare to the original form."
"Unless necessary, it’s better to use this form less; if suddenly attacked, the reaction might not be quick enough, leading to severe consequences."
Galos thought to himself.
He didn’t like putting himself in danger.
At this moment, Alberto, gazing at the robust human figure, eyes flickering, suddenly said, "Galos, I want to challenge you in human form now!"
After a pause, he continued, "If I win, my remaining debt is wiped clean."
"If I lose, the debt doubles!"
Metal Dragons who often use the Transformation Technique have inherited extensive and detailed experiences and knowledge regarding it.
Metal Dragons in human form can exert about seventy percent of their Power, while Evil Dragons would only achieve four or five out of ten.
During Galos’ Sleep Stage, Alberto watched over the Molten Iron Tribe for him, and his debt, with interest, was almost repaid; now, Alberto wanted to pay it off in one go to regain ’freedom.’
He felt confident again.
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