Chapter 58 Knocked Out and Taken Away
Under the torrential onslaught of dragon punches, the White Dragon Mother appeared pitiful, weak, and helpless.
She made several attempts to fight back, utilizing her pseudo-magical abilities to escape her predicament, but Brian thwarted her efforts each time.
Even though Pseudo-magical abilities didn't require incantations, her scattered focus and disoriented state from the beatings made it difficult to cast them.
After a few moments, the White Dragon Mother could no longer bear the humiliation of being pinned down and beaten. Overwhelmed with shame and anger, she fought through the dizziness, gritting her teeth as she swiftly opened her dragon mouth, targeting Brian.
At that moment, Brian was enjoying himself.
The White Dragon Mother's nearly adult dragon body was strong and full of vitality, making her the perfect punching bag.
However, he remained vigilant.
Seeing the White Dragon Mother shake off the dizziness and open her mouth towards him, Brian's eyes narrowed, ready to use his time power.
Brian's eyes narrowed as he observed the White Dragon Mother's unexpected action. Rather than unleashing a Frost Breath, she skillfully produced a tightly rolled-up scroll from beneath her tongue.
A dragon's tongue, filled with numerous nerves and possessing a structure akin to that of a lizard, boasted a remarkable level of flexibility, far surpassing that of a human's fingers.
Many dragons like to use their tongues to carry their most cherished treasures with them.
Brian saw clear signs of Elemental Super Magic on the scroll, indicating it was a magical item.
It was undeniably a Magic Scroll, and the White Dragon Mother viewed it as her final option, holding a probable high-level spell within.
Brian couldn't allow the White Dragon Mother to use this Magic Scroll.
Although her movements were swift, he was faster.
Time, stop!
In an instant, the heavy snow halted.
The White Dragon Mother froze, her mouth slightly open, her moist and steaming pink tongue holding the Magic Scroll, her eyes filled with evident shame and anger.
Brian snorted softly and extended his Dragon Claws past her interlocking dragon teeth, delving into the White Dragon Mother's mouth to retrieve the Magic Scroll, his hand getting covered in her saliva in the process.
However, the Magic Scroll which was made of some unknown material, remained dry and as good as new, feeling as smooth as silk.
After taking the scroll, time resumed.
As time resumed its course, the White Dragon Mother, unaware of recent events, bore a triumphant expression and let out a high-pitched roar in her dragon voice, declaring, "Brian! You will never vanquish me!"
Her words were full of the thrill.
But as soon as she finished speaking, she froze.
The Magic Scroll was gone.
The triumphant expression on the White Dragon Mother's face froze. She quickly searched her mouth with her tongue but could not find any trace of the Magic Scroll.
Meanwhile, Brian smiled slightly, spreading his Dragon Claws to reveal the pale yellow Magic Scroll in his palm, saying, "Are you looking for this?"
The White Dragon Mother tried to snatch it, but Brian swatted her head aside with a claw, leaving her with no strength to resist.
Putting the Magic Scroll away, Brian shook his head, sighed slightly, and added with pity, "You didn't even notice when I took the scroll. Salia, you're too weak. How could you have given birth to such an extraordinary True Dragon like me?
The White Dragon Mother glared at Brian, feeling an immense sense of shame and humiliation from his words.
Tears welled up in her eyes.
After all, in dragon terms, the White Dragon Mother's age was equivalent to that of a young maiden, her temperament not yet stable or mature.
Such an event was hard for her to accept.
Few dragons had likely endured what the White Dragon Mother had.
At first, Brian experienced a sense of satisfaction from his successful revenge upon observing her expression. However, upon noticing the White Dragon Mother on the verge of tears, he also felt a tinge of guilt.
It seemed as if he was bullying the White Dragon Mother, even though she had been the one to ruthlessly drive him away with such a bad attitude.
"You... you... you..."
Before she could finish her sentence, the White Dragon Mother, unable to bear the dual blows to her mind and head, rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.
Brian was slightly taken aback, not expecting the White Dragon Mother to have reached her limit.
Indeed, although he had held back, he had punched her head so many times that it was impressive she had only now passed out, a testament to the White Dragon Mother's strong body.
Had it been an ordinary Magical Creature, it would have been reduced to a pulp by now.
"That's what you get for driving me away."
Brian snorted softly, hesitated for a moment, then somewhat laboriously picked up the unconscious White Dragon Mother, flapping his wings to fly back into the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair.
The three expressionless Newborn Dragons watched as Brian and the White Dragon Mother engaged in combat, with her being knocked down twice, pinned down, and beaten, before ultimately retreating back to the Dragon's Lair.
Throughout the entire process, they didn't dare intervene, fearing that their battling brother and mother might accidentally kill them.
Now, they were dumbfounded, almost unable to believe their eyes.
“Mom, mom was knocked out by Brian."
Charles swallowed hard.
"How did Brian grow so fast... even Mother isn't his match." Leonard looked envious.
"I just remembered something unpleasant."
Hill felt a vague pain in his body.
The three of them exchanged glances, simultaneously recalling the fear of being dominated by Brian.
"What should we do now?"
"I don't know..."
They hesitated to enter the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair, unsure of what to do next and staying close by, appearing bewildered.
Turning around and looking at the familiar Ice Crystal walls and floor, Brian's face showed a hint of nostalgia.
"This place still looks the best. From now on, it's mine."
He then placed the White Dragon Mother's body to one side, a thoughtful look in his eyes.
Brian had long harbored a desire for revenge against the White Dragon Mother for casting him out. However, now that he had successfully defeated her, he found himself unsure of his next course of action.
Taking her Gemstones in front of her and told her he had stolen one the day he was born, then beat up her offspring?
Outside the Ice Cliff Dragon's Lair, the three little Newborn Dragons shivered simultaneously, not knowing why.
After a few seconds of thought, Brian was interrupted.
What interrupted him was the treasure of the White Dragon Mother that he had been longing for.
Crystals, agates, emeralds, diamonds, and various colored gemstones, along with magical items imbued with Elemental Super Magic, exquisite weapons, and armor—all these treasures shimmered off the mirror-like Ice Crystal walls, their light dancing in Brian's eyes.
His eyes sparkled. After giving the White Dragon Mother another punch to ensure she wouldn't wake up too soon, he turned to gaze at the treasures that were now his.
However, as he carefully examined the treasures, Brian's excitement gradually faded, replacing by a look of confusion.
There were so many Gemstones, but the surrounding elemental energy didn't seem to match.
What was going on?
With this question in mind, Brian approached the pile of Gemstones and nudged them with his Dragon Claws.
The outer layer of gemstones slid down, their crisp collision creating a beautiful symphony that resonated harmoniously in Brian's ears.
