[ Remarks: Awesome! Among your brothers and sisters, you are the one with the hardest fists! Use brute force to hunt your food! ]
'Brothers and sisters?'
Max suddenly recalled after reading the system interface.
His so-called "brothers and sisters" seemed to be the dragon eggs lying next to them.
There were five dragon eggs in total.
Since Max had spent most of his life as a human, he had yet to adapt to his new life as a dragon.
Moreover, egg shells were an exquisite delicacy for dragons, so much so that Max had initially thought that the dragon eggs before him were his meal.
'That was close. I almost ate all my brothers and sisters.'
Max thought to himself.
At this moment, one of the dragon eggs began to shake.
'Oh? Will it be a brother, or a sister?'
Max was looking forward to it. He did not mind having a docile brother or sister by his side. After all, he had siblings in his previous life as well.
However, after shaking for a few times, the dragon egg suddenly went stationary. It seemed like his sibling was trapped inside.
Not all young dragons could break out of their shells.
The eggshell of a dragon must be firm so that it would not be destroyed by some accident. This would ensure the survival rate of the young dragons.
However, this also limited the emergence of many young dragons. At least half of the young dragons had suffocated within their eggs before they had even gotten the chance to see this world.
This was especially true for the Red Dragon race. After all, they were a race that was famous for their ability to control magic.
As their talent was in magic, it came as no surprise that their physique was a little weak, and as a consequence, their hatching rate was not that high.
Of course, Max was an exception. After absorbing the talent of an 8000-year-old Black Dragon, Max's physique was completely incomparable to other Red Dragons.
Realizing that his sibling was about to suffocate to death, Max took advantage of his mother's lapse in attention to knock the top of the eggshell.
Had his mother spotted this scene, Max would be in hot waters.
After all, assisting young dragons in breaking out of their eggs was a taboo among dragons.
Dragons worshipped strength, and if one were to fail to break out of their shells, it meant that they were not supposed to be born!
However, Max's emotions had overridden these thoughts.
Back in his previous life, he had siblings.
As such, he did not mind helping his siblings to break out of their shells.
After cracking open the egg, Max was greeted by the sight of a little female dragon poking her head out.
After making her way out, Max's sister spoke her true name.
"Mia Agatha Afindore."
It was at this moment that Agatha returned her attention to the eggs. As such, she had not noticed Max's prior actions.
All she saw was two pure dragons lying in wait in a nest of dragon eggs.
This made Agatha feel a little relieved. The static crackling sound had become more consistent.
There had been many subspecies of Chromatic Dragons over the years.
Almost every once in a while, there would be one Chromatic Dragon that would go after Mother Tiamat. The Chromatic Dragons would attack Tiamat from behind, and the Metal Dragons would go against Bahamut.
Therefore, Agatha was already very satisfied with the son of a real dragon, let alone now that there was another daughter of a real dragon.
This nest of two true dragons in a row could only be said to be really lucky!
Mia shook her head as if she was looking for something. After a while, she found the eggshell under her feet and began to feed it in large mouthfuls.
While observing his sister, Max realized that his physique was completely different from that of a normal Red Dragon Hatchling.
After comparing themselves, Max realized that his body was almost twice as large as his sister's. Aside from that, his muscles were also more well-defined.
"It seems that the physique of Black Dragons is not to be taken lightly."
Max nodded. 'No wonder I could break out of my shell that easily.'
'System, take a look at Mia's attributes.'
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[ True name: Mia Agatha Afindore ]
[ Race: Red Dragon (Lawful Evil)]
[ Current Dragon Rank: Hatchling ]
[ Age: 1]
[ Maximum Lifespan: 10,000(ancient dragon)]
[ Attack: 4 ( Normal Red Dragon Hatchling 7)]
[ Defense: 3 ( Normal Red Dragon Hatchling 5)]
[ Speed: 5 (Normal Red Dragon Hatchling 9)]
[ Strength: 3 (Normal Red Dragon Hatchling 5)]
[ Magic: None ]
[ Ability: Bite ]
[ Breath: Lightning ]
[ Remarks: This hatchling has an extremely high aptitude for magic, but its body is weak. Without someone to rely upon, it cannot survive past its youth. ]
"Extremely high aptitude for magic?"
Max looked at his sister, who was eating miserably.
According to the system, his sister would become a very powerful red dragon in the future, and she would be adept in the mystic arts.
However, as a result of her talent for magic, her physique was extremely weak. Had Max not assisted her hatching process earlier, she would have suffocated to death within her egg.
Moreover, through the system, Max had also noticed his sister's maximum lifespan.
10,000 years.
That was the same as an Ancient Dragon's.
'If memory serves, half of the dragons that mother has given birth to would advance into Ancient Dragons. These dragons would have a lifespan of 10,000 years.'
'Mother is indeed a capable dragon, huh...'
Agatha's attention was drawn over. Another child had called out their true name, after all.
This meant that there were two pure dragons in her nest.
At this moment, her daughter was eating eggshells by herself.
Upon noticing this scene, Agatha suddenly had doubts.
Agatha had not noticed it earlier as there was no comparison to be made.
However, after comparing her two children, the difference between them was obvious.
Despite being a Red Dragon, her son was so healthy that he looked more like a Black Dragon.
On the other hand, her daughter did not seem strong enough to break out of her egg by herself.
Her daughter even choked and coughed when she ate the eggshells.
"They're still pure dragons."
Agatha comforted herself. Although one of her two children was too strong and the other was too skinny, they were both pure dragons.
Her luck was enough to make the other dragon mothers gnash their teeth in anger.
Agatha's attention shifted again, and Max followed her and focused on the unborn dragon eggs.
Unfortunately, her nest was similar to a loot box. After the birth of two pure dragons, the rest of her offspring were rather weird.
Her next offspring was a creature that was incapable of stating its true name after birth.
It looked like a pure dragon, and even after closer inspection, it looked no different from pure dragons.
Alas, the fact that it did not state its true name after birth, and instead mentioned words like "hungry" had told Agatha all she needed to know.
This was a common occurrence, as giving birth to drakes was the norm.
Agatha reached out her claws and grabbed the drake.
Then, without hesitation, she threw it out of the cave.