This was how Kaidros joined the Vorra Clan. When Drake received the Sword Bloodline, he was confused because of the fact he uses a scythe, not a sword. This was when Drax told him that he could change the form of the Death Reaper—it doesn’t have a fixed form. From its name, it was death itself. It depends on the user’s preference what form it would take.
The Double Scythe can turn into double long or short swords that are deadly, but the problem is that Drake had already fallen in love with the scythe. The only time he uses the sword is when he fights a powerful opponent, which he hadn’t met, as Drake was cautious whenever hunting, not wanting to get his identity exposed.
"Master, are you planning on going to the outside world?" Kaidros asked. Drake nodded. It was time to move and see what the world had for him.
These children were now at the peak stage of Soul Foundation Realm. As for Drake himself:
EXP: 12,000 / 315,000
Bloodline: Devouring Dragon Bloodline (Awakened)
Affinity: Death, Devour, Sword, Thunder
Skills: Devour, Dragon Breath, Phantom Step, Dragonoid Summoning, Death Crescent Slash...
Inventory: Death Reaper
Well, the one year had been a hassle. All he did was kill and level up—he didn’t know how many beasts he had killed. As for humans? No, he hadn’t.
With his strength and everything, he should be able to protect himself. As for Kaidros, his cultivation was at the Peak of Origin King Realm. And one thing that one shouldn’t forget is that dragons can cross-level fight. As for those of the Royal Clan, they are known to be geniuses of the Dragon Clan.
Drake, Kaidros, Stryx, Zephyr, and Noctheria stood side by side. "Are you guys ready?" Drake asked.
Kaidros nodded without any change of expression—it was as if nothing could startle him in this world. As for the rabbit children, their eyes were filled with anticipation.
When Drake saw they were ready, he nodded, and with a wave of his hand, they disappeared. Within thousands of miles of the Dragon Palace, they appeared in the forest.
"Before we go, let’s settle something first," Drake said as he looked at the rabbit children.
"It’s time for you to avenge your mother," he said.
When the rabbit children heard this, their playful faces changed faster than the flipping of blood. Their eyes turned draconic, emitting a chilling and killing intent—something a child shouldn’t have at all.
Within this one year, the children hadn’t been playing but training and killing like Drake. It wasn’t Drake that made them do this—it was their own decision.
Even though they looked like two-year-old children, their intelligence rivaled that of teenagers. They had been in the Dragon Tower training themselves, and one thing about the Dragon Tower is that you fight with dragon souls. If it’s a thunder dragon that challenges the tower, the dragon soul they would battle would be that of a thunder dragon—except if it’s a mutated bloodline like Sword Dragon or a bloodline like Devouring Dragon.
He had also taken them on hunts, also increasing their combat ability. Don’t look at their childish faces—they too had killed a lot of beasts.
They walked toward a certain direction—the last place where their mother gave Drake her children—and where Drake clashed with the Thunder Tiger for a few moments. He had put a mark on it and prepared for this situation.
They slowly walked in a direction. Drake saw that it was very far from the Hopper Rabbit home from that time; it seemed the Thunder Tiger had run for its life.
In a hidden cave, a brown tiger with a purple stripe could be seen lying on the ground. What happened a year ago had left a mark on its heart; it didn’t even dare stay near that area.
It slowly stood up—it was time again to hunt and satisfy its stomach. As it stepped outside the cave, it stumbled upon a group of people.
It saw a silver-haired young man, a triplet of children—two male and one female. The two males had purple hair while the girl had pitch-grey hair. It saw a small figure in a black coat—it wasn’t able to see the features of the person, except the aura felt a bit familiar, but it pushed it out of its mind.
"Humans," the Thunder Tiger snarled, "you came at the right time. Now I will use your flesh to satisfy my stomach."
The Thunder Tiger roared as it kept its eyes on the people before it.
"Oh, have you forgotten me?"
This voice sent chills down the tiger, making it shiver as it saw the small figure remove his coat, exposing a familiar face.
The Thunder Tiger immediately withdrew, looking at Drake warily.
"Don’t worry, I’m not the one that’s going to fight you. Do you remember the words I left—that you should prepare your head for the children to cut off?" Drake grinned.
When the Thunder Tiger heard this, it shivered. Its eyes immediately glanced toward the children, who were looking at it with cold killing intent.
Without much explanation, it knew they were the ones. But it turned its face to Drake. It didn’t dare attack the children due to the fear it had for Drake.
When Drake saw this, he looked at the Thunder Tiger. "Don’t worry, all you have to do is battle them. If you can beat them, you can keep your life. But if you can’t... you know the answer." Drake’s lips curled up into a smile.
When the Thunder Tiger saw Drake smile, it wasn’t a childish smile to it—but a devilish one.
It looked at the children. If its knowledge served it right, they were just a year old. It didn’t think of them as strong—until it clashed with them.
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