Chapter 11: Dragon Wing Blade
The Ser Wilderness was as scorching hot as always, seemingly forever stuck in summer.
The earth was dry, dust swirling everywhere, with bright, blazing sunlight pouring down from the sky, shining directly on Garoth as he circled above. It illuminated his current form and posture.
Compared to a year ago.
Garoth’s body length had grown by almost half a meter, not a huge increase, now roughly 6.6 meters long.
However, the weight and bulk of his body had clearly increased; his limbs were thick and powerful, his back and chest broad and strong, even his neck looked thicker and tougher.
The entire dragon was incredibly sturdy. Even through his scales, one could feel the strong, solid muscles beneath, as if cast from steel and iron.
Among dragons as physically powerful as red dragons and Gold Dragons, only a few young dragons could rival Garoth’s strength.
Garoth now was like the ‘Tyson’ of young dragons of the same age in terms of his physique and stance.
But it was not just this.