GREED: ALL FOR WHAT?

The dragons don't think much of high elves at all. They just can't because high elves are the diminutive descendants of the ancient elves created with the energy of the dragon king.

Most of the properties the two ancient elves gained due to the energy of the dragon king were not inherited by the high elves, including the ability POWER stat that paragons should have.

The energy of the dragon king degenerated into Natural mana in high elves. It led to the loss of many abilities, which include the ability to enslave every creature, the ability to resurrect the dead, the ability to control the growth rate of any being, and the ability to copy the power of any creature.

The high elves can't enslave any creature anymore or siphon life from those creatures. They can only coarce and enslave beasts. Sentient creatures are beyond their capabilities and they can't even siphon the life force from beasts.

High elves also can't resurrect the dead. Instead, they have to rely on the dead husks of their ancestors. One can imagine just how powerful the ancestors were if their corpses could produce Life energy that could heal any diseases, or injuries and extend the life span of mortals.

High elves can't control the growth rate of any creature anymore. Their ancestors used to be able to help any creature reach maturity in a day or make an old creature younger. The best high elves can do is make it easier for plants to grow.

Then there is the major loss of their ability to wield any form of power. Ancient elves can copy any ability just by seeing it once. High elves can't do that anymore. The best they can do is shapeshift their form into those of others, which has limited them to copying just the physical traits.

If there is anything to fear about high elves, it is with their variant descendants. High elves are descendants of a powerful race created with the combination of the energy of the dragon ancestor and the law of life. It made them capable of reproducing with a lot of races, including demons.

Some of those variants managed to awaken some of the traits of the ancient elves. The wood elves, for example. They awakened the ability to enslave living things and siphon life from them.

That is how they turn into dark elves. They are limited by the number of bonds they can create, and they are weak, but it is still something dangerous. Of course, it is only dangerous to weak creatures, not dragons. But it is something to note because dragonlings are susceptible to it.

Then there's also another one of the variants created by demons, the Supreme Beasts. Those ones have given dragons a lot of trouble. The long-lost potential of their god-like ancestor to copy abilities emerged in them through the hybridization with the potential of demons. Specifically the demon of envy.

But even so, the dragons managed to invade and destroy the home plane of the Supreme Beasts. All they had to do was descend onto to the weak plane with their strong bodies and wreak havoc on it. It fell apart in their presence, like a house made out of straw.

They had to pay a heavy price to Mother High Heaven for that crime, but it is something that dragons will be able to hold over the Supreme Beasts forever. If even the most dangerous variant of the high elves became homeless because of them, the rest of the variants and the high elves themselves are nothing to hold in high regard.

It becomes extra laughable that the Supreme Beasts had to ditch the full ability of their ancestor to copy unlimited abilities because they couldn't make it work enough to go past the one-star Origin god level. It is something the dragonlings thought about and smirked at as they slept in the embrace of one another.

They thought to themselves, "And to think Mother High Heaven made the ancient high elves to counter us dragons. How laughable."

That was their last thought before sleep took them.

-----Growing Up.

The three dragonlings and their mother, who wished to become a divine dragon, spent their lives this way for another year. They slept, woke up, played, ate, and listened to bedtime stories, then slept again.

The three dragonlings grew bigger every day, thanks to the special care that she showered them with. Eating nutritious flesh every week has a good effect on dragonlings. It is much better than subsisting on mana.

The three dragonlings had stopped sleeping in the nest at this time. They prefer to sleep on their mother. Her head is still large enough for them to lie on. It wasn't until the third year that there was a change in their lives.

The fourth egg began to shake. The three of them were wrestling again in the absence of their mother. Their fighting filled the cave with loud sounds of clashing, but they heard the silent cracking of the eggshell, so they stopped fighting. They all turned in the direction of the nest with surprise.

"It seems the fourth is ready."

"Let's go see."

They rushed to the nest to watch the hatching process. They knew what to expect, but the sight still filled them with excitement. Seeing something and experiencing it personally is better than having memories of it in their bloodlines.

The fourth broke his shell and poked his head out of it. He opened his eyes to the world and was welcomed by the sight of three heads and three pairs of gleaming eyes staring at him.

He scoffed and said to them, "What are you looking at?"

The first replied, "We are looking at you, runt."

She is the biggest and the strongest. There is no way she is going to take that kind of tone from a late bloomer. She is just too proud to take that kind of tone from a runt who hatched late.