Tales Of The Mighty Dragonair

In his long experience with this technique he knew the sword should have been activated a long time ago. The sword's inner energy was so massive to resist his own right now, and things should have developed in different ways than this.

"What's wrong here?" after another hour, even his sheer will failed to keep his body moving. So he stopped and started to examine the sword with a frustrated look on his face.

His energy was almost depleted, and his body ached everywhere. All the bonuses he had from the organ absorption were gone at this moment, and he felt he was like a helpless leave amidst a storm, a simple hit would make him lose balance and even consciousness at this moment.

"Ding! I feel the urge of the sword to your dragonair's energy," the system suddenly spoke.

"Impossible," Arthur couldn't speak much, as he panted and struggled just to say this single word.

"Ding! I'm not wrong, it's craving for your energy and seems like waiting for it. What are you going to lose if you try? After all you theoretically failed to do whatever you wanted to do, right?"

Arthur kept racing to take his breaths while examining the sword. As his system told him, the sword didn't release its energy despite ending the technique abruptly in the middle.

"Let's… give… it… a try…" he was so exhausted to argue anymore, and the system's words made quite sense.

The next moment he started to stir his dragonair's energy. The moment the energy moved inside his veins, his fatigue was instantly gone, and he just waited for his body to change.

Yet nothing happened.

"Amazing," he muttered while sensing that his immense dragonair's energy was getting sucked at a growing rate by his sword.

"You can deal with my dragonair's energy as well?" Arthur was speechless for a minute there before he kept stirring up his energy and this time the sword started to vibrate vigorously under the baptism of his energy.

"Time to run again," he laughed before holding the sword vertically then horizontally and started running.

This time he didn't take much time to run before the sword shone brightly with blue light. "Finally, I nearly lost hope on you buddie," he muttered while stopped running and waited for the sword to end its transformation.

The sword kept shining while he held it horizontally and kept it there while watching the sword shining from its innate energy and refusing to accept more of his dragonair's energy.

"Almost there," he muttered when the sword reached its maximum activation and the light around it started to recede until it only kept a faint blue layer around it. "Time to test you now."

Arthur then stood again erect and silent, while holding the sword with one hand vertically in front of his face. Just as he did this, he felt the weight of the sword get more terrifying, falling from his hand the next instant on the ground.

"How can you be this strong?!" Arthur muttered in shock, "how can you turn even heavier than my dragonair's energy?!!"

He glanced at the sword like looking at a little monster.

"What's wrong?" the golden dragon asked, "the energy in that little toy of yours is getting scarier the moment you raised it high."

"It's the way it's supposed to work," Arthur sighed before adding, "but I'm a little surprised that its energy is far higher than mine, despite me being the one giving this energy to it."

"Ding! Probably it mixed both of your energies together, so you should do the same first."

Arthur thought for a moment there before nodding, "makes sense," he said. "But to do so, I can't guarantee success."

"You can only stir a small amount of your dragonair's energy and raise it gradually to match your other one," the golden dragon suggested.

"Can I do that?" Arthur was speechless there for a moment, "how can I do it? is there a secret technique to do this?" he asked.

"Hahaha, you already know how," the golden dragon laughed before adding, "it's by using your dragon breath thickhead."

Arthur was hit by the idea for a moment before he realized what the golden dragon meant. "Sure, this might work," he was astonished not to think about this approach before. "I need to have some rest and clear my mind. Things like these began to slip off my tired brain out of late," he softly whispered.

"Don't worry, we got your back here," the golden dragon said before adding in interest, "c'mon, let's do this. I'm anticipating the final outcome of your energy after you succeed."

Arthur smiled while he revised what he needed to do. He left his sword on the ground before stirring up his dragonair's energy again.

He transformed into a dragon, and yet he kept stirring his energy inside his body and started releasing his fire breath.

The blue fire with lightning arcs dancing around its course appeared again. He kept releasing his energy for half an hour until he felt the energy inside his body decreased in amount and reached a tolerable level.

"I should try it now," he took out a couple of healing pills and one replenishing pill before starting to stir his spiritual energy inside his mind dantian.

The moment he did so, he felt a strong hit coming from both energies clashing at each other. He even had a long trail of blood at his mouth while he waited, patiently enduring the pain he got.

"I need to make this happen," he kept stirring up his energy while releasing his fire. After some time, he stopped stirring his dragonair's energy when he felt this wasn't working.

As he stopped, and the fire breath kept happening, the amount of his dragonair's energy started to decline at an alarming rate.

"Rumble!"

Yet at some point, the two energies finally reached a middle ground where both could co-exist together and not try to crush each other.