A colossal creature forged of steel soared in the high heavens. It was approximately twenty meters long, exhibiting the classic Western dragon appearance, with a slender neck, complete limbs and tail, and a pair of wings with an extremely vast span.Unlike ordinary dragon species, this monster's body was not covered in scales, but entirely enveloped in dull metal.The metal surface was covered in dense, wave-like cracks, from which high-speed airflow was continuously being ejected.This was a Kushala Daora, one of the most common Elder Dragons in this world. It weighed around five hundred tons, and with just a slight flick of its limbs, any creature struck would be instantly crushed as if by a steel roller, turning into a paste of flesh.It was hard to imagine that a monster of such astonishing weight was one of the most skilled fliers in this world.This was thanks to its exceptional control over airflow, allowing it to be shrouded in a never-dissipating hurricane, generating powerful thrust through high-pressure air, much like a jet fighter.As an individual nearing the end of its life, with not much time left, it was unwilling to simply succumb to death. To seize that sliver of hope, it followed a certain mysterious calling and came to this New World.Originally, it intended to head directly to the convergence point of Leyline Energy. However, as it flew over the sea, the sea breeze carried a unique scent that made it change its mind.It was an aura full of vigorous vitality; a mere sniff reignited the ripples in its already dormant Elder Dragon blood.This was undoubtedly something more suitable for it than Leyline Energy. After all, it was an Elder Dragon born from the Leyline Energy, and even soaking in high concentrations of Leyline Energy could only delay death, not bring about a resurgence of vitality.This was like a cup that was already full; even if more water was poured in, the water would only overflow, and the weight of the cup would not change.Otherwise, why would there be so many dragonvein crystals formed by Leyline Energy in the Elders Recess? If these crystals were useful to eat, they would have long been devoured by various Elder Dragons and monsters.Following the direction of the scent, after some time, a towering Ancient Tree appeared before the Kushala Daora.That tree was incredibly vast, like a mountain reaching into the clouds, its layered canopy spreading outwards like a giant pyramid.Flying creatures generally possess keen eyesight, and coupled with its acute perception of wind, it could see the crimson fruit, like a rising sun, at the top of the giant tree through the surrounding mist and clouds.Even before getting close, and without even sensing any energy fluctuations, with just a glance, it knew that was the goal it had been desperately searching for.The intense desire for survival left this Kushala Daora with no hesitation. With a powerful flap of its wings, it enveloped in a sky-filling hurricane and charged directly towards that massive Ancient Tree.After checking the two Nergigante "eggs," Logan, feeling bored, returned to his nest at the top of the tree.However, before he could decide what to do next, a swirling storm rapidly approached his location.The surrounding cloud layers, as soft as cotton, were instantly torn apart. The broad leaves of the Ancient Tree rustled violently in the strong wind, and the towering giant tree, already incredibly heavy due to its height, now swayed slightly.What in the world is this?Logan's gaze suddenly sharpened. The electromagnetic lines circling his body instantly spread outwards. Invisible magnetic fields and thermal radiation began to converge frantically, quickly forming a dazzling, scorching white light mass in his mouth, as bright as the sun.A large amount of high temperature and energy was compressed to a single point. As he released the restraint on one side, it immediately transformed into a brilliant beam of light that shot out.The moisture in the surrounding clouds was instantly evaporated. The air ionized due to the high temperature, rapidly expanding in a very short moment, forming concentric shockwaves around the light beam that continuously spread outwards, instantly piercing through the oncoming storm.Terrifying high-temperature plasma whistled past the Kushala Daora's body, leaving a crimson burn mark on its steel shell.Fortunately, it dodged in time. If it had been hit head-on, it would probably have been severely injured, if not killed."What the heck! It's just a Kushala Daora. Why is this guy coming to me instead of going to the Elders Recess?"Just as Logan was about to press his advantage, angry roars suddenly erupted from the tree canopy below him, accompanied by powerful wing beats. A large number of flying wyverns shot into the sky like arrows released from a bowstring.Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, purple, gold, silver, black, and white—a total of eleven figures, unafraid of the Kushala Daora's Elder Dragon prestige, charged directly at the Kushala Daora that dared to invade their territory.Several Astalos flew the fastest. As their grid-like, cicada-wing-like wings, which had completely transformed into photosynthetic panels, spread open, the sunlight falling from the sky was absorbed, instantly converting into a continuous flow of electricity.Balls of lightning of various colors shot out, like a barrage of guided missiles, bombarding the Kushala Daora.However, the innate power possessed by Elder Dragons was, after all, extraordinary. The Kushala Daora suddenly flapped its wings outwards, and a spherical mass of airflow rapidly expanded from its center.Amidst piercing shrieks, the air, which should have been invisible and colorless, appeared as a pale, solid entity due to its high condensation and rapid flow.The incoming lightning balls were detonated one by one before they could even touch the Kushala Daora's body, wrapping around the surface of the pale sphere like colorful streamers.Then, that substantial storm burst outwards even more violently, transforming into irregular turbulent currents that frantically swept over everything around it.As the king who controls storms, the Kushala Daora possesses a natural advantage when facing any creature that flies using wings.No matter how fast those monsters flap their wings or how powerful they are, the Kushala Daora only needs to create a vacuum area, and they will plummet straight down due to having nothing to leverage against.Although most flying wyvern species and Elder Dragon species in this world might offset their own weight using some mysterious energy field to achieve flight, as long as they need even a little bit of air, they cannot escape this effect.Several flying wyverns in the turbulent currents immediately began to sway wildly like headless flies.Immediately after, a massive tornado swept towards them. If they were ordinary flying wyverns, they would be directly sucked into it and spun rapidly downwards to the ground.Fortunately, these flying wyverns were not ordinary. The abundant energy within them gave them the ability to escape their predicament.As various colors of flames and electrical currents erupted, violent explosions followed, instantly dispersing the surrounding airflow and the tornado.The flying wyverns, well aware that their opponent was not easy to deal with, no longer dared to be careless.On the two flying wyverns that had turned golden and silver, pale blue purgatorial flames ignited. The high temperature scorched the surrounding air, forming concentric outward-spreading airwaves that continuously offset the impact of the turbulence on their flight.On the black Rathian, a tangible, viscous dark red flame rose; the white Rathalos, on the other hand, began to flicker with brilliant white firelight.When these four gathered together, they directly formed a small area of fire. The dense fire-attribute energy dispelled the Kushala Daora's control over the surrounding airflow, preventing it from interfering with their flight.The seven Astalos, of various colors, then scattered. The leaping electric sparks on their bodies drastically increased the frequency of their wing beats. The surging electrical energy within them, guided by their crown-like horns, began to converge at their claw-shaped tail tips, forming dazzling lightning blades.This was a move commonly used by some elder Astalos and the Thunderlord Astalos, but they could only control the lightning blades at their head, forming the so-called "New Year's greeting sword technique."However, these Astalos, having inherited a part of Logan's discharge ability, undoubtedly had superior control over electricity. They could condense the lightning blades on most parts of their bodies, greatly enhancing the flexibility of their attacks.The four fire dragons, relying on the fire clouds enveloping them, charged head-on towards the Kushala Daora; the seven Astalos, on the other hand, fully utilized their agility, dragging long tail flames behind them, and circled around like sharp blades.After a brief probing, an intense battle instantly erupted. Flashing electrical currents accompanied explosive firelight, and the surroundings were filled with rapidly surging air currents.If it were a one-on-one fight, the Kushala Daora would undoubtedly win easily. Even if there were one or two more, it would only add a little pressure.As Elder Dragons who had mastered a portion of authority, their strength was far more exaggerated than what was shown in the game. Their ability to control certain natural phenomena gave Elder Dragons an almost overwhelming advantage when facing ordinary monsters.However, it was not facing one or two, nor five or six, but a full eleven flying wyverns that were on the path of evolution.Even in its home turf high in the sky, the Kushala Daora was quickly suppressed. At this rate, defeat was only a matter of time.Seeing that the outcome was already decided, Logan immediately lost interest in fighting. A Kushala Daora was just that in his eyes; although very strong, it was far from enough for him.However, the Kushala Daora's unique wind control ability was quite valuable.The fierce battle continued. To avoid affecting the giant Ancient Tree, the flying wyverns consciously controlled the battle range, making the battlefield move further and further away, eventually disappearing completely from Logan's sight.It must be said that the monsters in this world possess truly tenacious vitality. After who knows how many hours, when Logan couldn't help but yawn, the figures of those flying wyverns finally reappeared under the afterglow of the setting sun.At this time, they all looked injured, large patches of scales torn from their bodies, some even with damaged and perforated wing membranes.In comparison, the Kushala Daora, clutched in their talons, was clearly more miserable. Its body was covered in marks of explosions and high-temperature burns, with hardly a single intact spot. Its wide wings hung limply at its sides, its wing bones clearly broken.When this unlucky Kushala Daora was brought before Logan, it was already on its last breath, looking like it could die at any moment.However, with the tenacious vitality of an Elder Dragon, it could still be saved with timely replenishment of nutrients and energy.Roar!!!Crack!!!Several fire dragons and Astalos landed around Logan, each puffing out their chests and letting out excited roars.Their deep roars were like shockwaves, like thunderclaps, making Logan's ears ring. He found it noisy and quickly waved his claws, signaling them to return to their nests to heal.Then he turned his gaze to the Kushala Daora lying on the treetop. Its massive weight pressed down on the bark below, creating a shallow indentation.It was hard to imagine that such a steel behemoth would fear poison. After all, according to the game's setting, it wasn't just covered in a layer of steel skin; even its internal structure was heavier than steel.How could ordinary protein toxins affect such a nearly silicon-based creature? If it were heavy metals, with the metal components inside the Kushala Daora, it would probably have already exceeded the limit.Logan looked at the Kushala Daora's unwilling eyes and began to ponder how to deal with it next.The simplest and most direct method would undoubtedly be to kill it and eat its flesh. This would not only yield a large amount of evolution points, but its flesh, rich in various metal components, would also be a great tonic.With his own super strong digestive and absorption capabilities, he might even glimpse its ability to control storms.However, as previously mentioned, under permissible circumstances, he was unwilling to kill such peculiar life forms as Elder Dragons, unless their existence had already caused severe damage to the surrounding ecosystem and they showed no remorse.But this Kushala Daora was merely attracted by the tree fruit at the top of the tree, and before it even had a chance to act, it was subjected to a beating. If it were killed now, it would probably feel wronged, which explains the unwillingness in its eyes.After a moment of thought, Logan opened his mouth and let out a low roar, speaking to the Kushala Daora."Do you wish to continue living?"The powerful mental strength among Elder Dragons allowed them to roughly understand each other's intentions, even if their languages were different.Upon hearing this, the Kushala Daora lying on the ground immediately nodded its head vigorously.Who wouldn't want to live if they could avoid death? Moreover, this giant beast before it looked so powerful, and the sacred aura emanating from it filled it with awe, not daring to show the slightest resistance.Logan then asked about its previous purpose for intruding into this place, and as expected, it was for the tree fruit at the top of the tree, attempting to prolong its life that was nearing its end.Thus, it was hard to say whether this Kushala Daora was unlucky or fortunate.The next moment, Logan lightly flicked his tail, and the sharp tail blade instantly severed the fruit stem above the crimson fruit."I can give you what you desire, but in exchange, you must protect this great tree for the rest of your life, shielding it from the ravages of storms."In the disbelieving eyes of the Kushala Daora, that fruit, as brilliant as the morning sun and carrying the hope of life, was gently carried by pure white auspicious clouds and slowly floated before its eyes.