Ordinary iron ore, 4-star high-tier iron ore, as well as 4-star crimson demon iron and abyssal demon iron...

Plus the special refined gold.

Piled directly into a small mountain.

This time, absolutely sparing no expense... but for a Level 16 flying dragon, any cost is worth it!

Witnessing this scene, the flying dragon, sensing something wrong, started frantically blinking, unable to even shake its head.

It tried to say something, but its mouth was blocked, so it could only let out a dry roar from its throat.

Simultaneously, the mechanical broken finger released a bronze-colored energy.

It covered the ordinary iron ore in front.

The iron ore seemed to be thrown into a high-temperature steel refining furnace and melted immediately.

The molten iron was extracted, floating in mid-air like mercury.

Afterward, an invisible giant hand started kneading the steel.

Directly kneading it into a humanoid steel mechanism.

The exterior flickered with inscriptions, forming circuits, looking rather mysterious.

Then, the bronze light surged into the humanoid mechanical body, its eyes slowly opening.

Crunch~

After slightly awkwardly moving its body, its gaze turned to the flying dragon and the ore on the ground.

It strode forward, arriving at the front of the flying dragon's head.

"I shall grant you rebirth!"

Then it softly chanted an obscure spell.

The bronze light on its body surged out again.

Covering all those ores...

The scene just now reappeared, the ore instantly melted.

The liquid metal soared into the sky...

Its gaze turned to the flying dragon.

"Reforging the body, reconstructing the soul!!"

In the flying dragon's terrified gaze, the liquid metal suddenly cascaded down.

Covering its head, pouring down through the crevices.

Lear moved his mind, partially opening the land of flesh and blood, allowing the metal to flow in.

In a moment, the flying dragon's body was completely covered.

Then the earth surged, flesh and soil pushed up.

Fully exposing the flying dragon to the earth's surface.

By now, this terrifying lifeform was powerless to resist, its throat emitting a hysterical wail.

Its wings flapped wildly, but the flowing gold clung to its body like ants gnawing on bones, starting to corrode from the dragon skin.

This colossal creature with a wingspan of over twenty meters, looked as if it had just crawled out of a bronze furnace.

It presented a highly visual impact.

The ancient goblin god, seeing this, intensified the intrusion of its power.

The dragon skin corroded, the metal began to penetrate the flesh.

"No!!"

"Damn bastard... you can't do this!!"

"No..."

The muffled wails echoed through heaven and earth, sounding utterly horrifying.

Yet, no matter how much it struggled, it was all in vain.

Time ticked away, and incredibly, all the ore Lear prepared was refined, completely infused into the flying dragon's body.

This terrifying creature roared ever more fiercely, its voice having entirely gone hoarse.

In the end, its life energy began to wane, gradually becoming feeble.

Its struggles weakened significantly until it lay completely still on the ground.

Time passed, the sky gradually darkened, the moon hung high.

Then the moon set, and the sun rose again... in the blink of an eye, it was October 19th.

As the sun transformed from orange to an unseeable, dazzling midday sun...

Roar~

The dragon, enveloped in metal, suddenly raised its head and let out a hysterical roar.

Then, it moaned and crashed heavily onto the ground.

"Lord Lear, you can imprint its soul now."

The ancient goblin god inside the humanoid mechanical body spoke, its tone now tinged with weakness.

Forcefully transforming a Level 16 flying dragon was also a significant drain on him now.

But Lear had promised beforehand to give him a chance to spread goblin knowledge.

He also needed to make a corresponding response to balance the relationship between the two.

Lear's spirit surged with excitement, instantly focusing with renewed vigor.

A slight mental move, and the swamp divine format in his mind emitted a sacred light, shining directly onto the flying dragon.

The next moment, without encountering any resistance, it engraved a mark directly in its soul.

He could clearly sense now that the flesh on the flying dragon's body had been completely metalized, only its brain, blood, tendons, and heart remained as they were.

This had completely turned into an alien dragon species.

In his mind, he had some understanding — no wonder the ancient goblin god wanted to turn it into a mechanical flying dragon.

This alien life now was no longer blessed by the Dragon God.

If the blessing of the Dragon God couldn't be broken, then let it lose the blessing altogether.

This was also a method.

At the moment when the soul was imprinted with a mark.

The liquid metal rapidly solidified.

Then completely covered its body, becoming solid, reflecting a cold gleam under the sunlight.

In view, a dragon forged from metal appeared.

A peculiar, twisted inscription was engraved on its wings.

Filled with an unspeakable sense of majesty.

The mechanical flying dragon's closed eyes suddenly opened.

Its amber eyes were cold and murderous.

Its legs suddenly kicked the ground, crack~ the ground abruptly dented.

Under the enormous recoil force, swoosh~ its wings flapped fiercely.

Its body shot into the sky like an arrow.

Then it hovered mid-air, its metallic head raised to the heavens.

Roar~

The roar echoed through the skies.

The overwhelming Dragon's Might poured forth wantonly.

Its wings suddenly spread wide, the inscriptions on them reflecting searing light.

Its body, filled with a sense of power and destructiveness, carried an overwhelming impact, as if, should it attack, even city walls could be easily destroyed.

At this moment, in the pig farm, the three-tailed pigs and big-mouthed scavenger beasts laid prostrate, trembling.

Terrified to the extreme.

Even half of the life in the swamp now felt a tremendous sense of oppression.

This was the trampling and crushing by high-level life on lower-tier life.

Ferocious and surging!

This mechanical flying dragon so unabashedly displayed its power to the world.

Lear's eyes burned.

Dominance!

A Level 16 flying dragon!!

This level, even in Lorand City, was unquestionably formidable.

In the army, it could directly serve as a legion's commander.

Now, this flying dragon was his!

With full excitement, he attentively checked its attributes.

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