Murray's face darkened as he watched the approaching dragon hatchling, Auston. Without hesitation, he dispelled his transformation, leaving him with only his physical combat abilities in human form. Unlike before, where a ball of light covered Murray's small body, the light now expanded.

Under Auston's terrified gaze, Murray's aura, which had seemed feeble and easily crushable just moments ago, surged rapidly. It soon matched the dominant and overbearing aura in Auston's memory.

But it was too late for Auston to regret, as it lunged toward the expanded magical light, only to be met by a foot coming out of the light with incredible force.

"Boom!" Murray, now back in his true form, kicked Auston squarely in the chest, the force perfectly hitting the dragon's body.

"Ahh!" Auston screamed in agony, once again tracing an elegant parabola with its body, leaving a trail of scorching dragon blood. It was directly kicked into vomiting blood.

"Hmph!" The magical light surrounding Murray completely dissipated, revealing his towering eight-meter form. Compared to the hatchling, who was barely over half a meter in size with its tail, Murray's size was intimidating.

"You truly live up to being dragonlings," Murray said, his eyes seeming to spit fire in anger. As he spoke, specks of golden dragon flames burst from his mouth. "After all, I'm the one who hatched all of you."

"Murray, I was wrong," Auston, lying on the ground coughing up blood after being kicked by Murray, had already stopped its attacking motion. One of the female dragonlings, Cynthia, pleaded with a pitiful voice.

"Alright, I accept your apology," Murray nodded, thunder crackling between his hands. "But as I said before, mistakes must be punished. Just let me strike you once."

"Roar!" Hearing Murray's words, the dragonling Andrei roared, "Even if we apologize, we must still be punished. Refusing to apologize will also be punished. Let's fight him!"

Then, led by the dragonling named Andrei, the others launched an attack on Murray. Except for the smallest dragonling, Leinata, the rest followed suit.

"You really are red dragons with muscles for brains. Can't you see the size difference between us?" Murray sighed helplessly.

He immediately grabbed the oncoming dragonling Andrei, lifted it by the tail, and swung it high into the air. Then, using Andrei as a club, Murray swung down heavily, smashing onto the dragonling Albert.

The two dragonlings collided in a close-range encounter, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, shards of red dragon scales flying, and hot dragon blood splattering. They rolled on the ground, turning into two motionless dragon corpses.

Finally, Murray stepped forward, reaching out with both hands and grabbing the two dragonlings, Cynthia and Jessica, who were trying to escape.

"Let go of me, Murray, I didn't attack you!" The dragonling Jessica struggled desperately in Murray's grasp.

"That's because you're too weak, Jessica. You tried to attack me twice," Murray chuckled.

"Let me go, Lord Murray," the dragonling Cynthia cooed with a childish tone.

This voice made Murray's hair stand on end. The fierce-looking red dragon contrasted sharply with the cloying tone. Moreover, as a hatchling, the red dragon's head was disproportionately large compared to its body, making it even more unsightly.

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"Cynthia, stop thinking about nonsense. Accept your punishment obediently," Murray said, pulling at the corners of his mouth. Golden thunder surged into the bodies of the two dragonlings without hesitation.

"Ah!!" Two simultaneous screams rang out, gradually fading from high-pitched to weak, and finally disappearing altogether.

"Boom!" The two dragon-shaped lumps of charcoal were thrown directly to the ground by Murray. Then, Murray stood still as a six-meter-long thunder spear gradually formed in his hand.

"Hmm?" Murray looked at the three dragonlings, who were already half maimed by him. After a moment of thought, he split the thunder spear into two, turning it into two three-meter-long "short spears."

Then, under the guidance of Murray's mental power, the two short spears accurately converged on the two feigned-dead dragonlings, Andrei and Albert.

"Ahwoo!" After two short and urgent screams, the two dragonlings turned into "black dragons" emitting smoke from their bodies.

"Next is you, Auston," Murray walked up to the hatchling lying in pain with blood in its mouth.

"Um, let's leave it for later. When you're healed, I'll punish you," Murray remembered his mother's words and decided not to punish Auston further. He wasn't sure how much punishment a hatchling could endure, and he was worried that he might accidentally kill Auston if he used too much force.

"Finally, you, Leinata," Murray looked at the small female dragon cowering in the corner and couldn't help but feel amused. It was quite funny to see such a wild red dragon scared of him.

"Lord Murray, I'm sorry, I just followed them because they all rushed out. I didn't intend to attack you," the frail Leinata explained with her head down.

"Well, I understand. Herd mentality," Murray walked up to the small dragon, cupping Leinata's face in his hands and gazing into her crimson eyes. "But you still deserve punishment, though I can go easy on you."

"Sizzle." This time it was a very faint thunder, making Leinata's body tremble with electricity, but she didn't scream in pain.

"Alright, that's enough," Murray's scales turned slightly black, but overall, the red dragoness was still visible as he set Leinata back on the ground. "Remember, always think before you act and don't blindly follow others."

"Is that all, Lord Murray?" Leinata looked at her four siblings who had turned into "black" dragons, her oldest brother lying unconscious from vomiting blood, and her expression was slightly confused. Compared to them, her injuries were too minor.

"Good children who admit their mistakes should still receive lighter punishment than those who don't," Murray chuckled, looking at the small dragoness.

He felt like she was born into the wrong species; she should have been a metallic dragon instead of a chromatic dragon. But then again, without him, given the pitiful hatching rate of the red dragon clan, Leinata probably wouldn't have made it into this world.

"Sophia, prepare enough dried meat. These little dragons need enough food to recover from their injuries," Murray instructed the maid who had been watching the whole scene in the room.

"Understood, Lord Murray," Sophia, the chief maid, nodded and left the room with several dragonkin maids to prepare enough dried meat.

...

The boring days passed one by one. After Murray dealt with each of the six dragon hatchlings, they became much more obedient and stopped resisting him, obediently staying in the room he kept them in. As for Auston, after its injuries healed, it received a delayed electric shock punishment. It harbored anger and resentment...

The idle days were quite dull, so Murray often flew to the islands around the Crystal Castle, aimlessly wandering about. At his most bored moments, he even dove into the sea to catch fish or challenged the seabirds to flying races in the sky.

Of course, whenever he engaged in these activities, Murray was always accompanied by a group of "tails" to protect him. However, he never became a mindless "second-generation rich kid" and didn't stray too far.

Having gained a rough understanding of the Elerasia world from books, Murray was quite aware of his current position. There were far too many creatures in this world that could easily overpower him.

To truly roam around, he would have to endure hundreds of years of time. For now, he remained obediently under the protection of the Gold Dragon Mother.

According to Murray's plan, he intended to stay in the Titan Islands, spending his days eating and sleeping, occasionally reading books or admiring the scenery, just casually passing the time for a few hundred years.

However, this plan only lasted for a few months before Murray couldn't continue to be idle anymore. He realized that the dragons he was raising were growing rapidly, just as he did when he was born. A sense of urgency began to rise within him.

With a splash, Murray emerged from the sea with a fish over five meters long in his arms. Behind him, the alluring and slightly enchanting Naga swayed their long serpentine tails.

There were also many giant creatures with purple-blue skin standing in the shallows. Their strong upper bodies were exposed above the sea surface, while their lower bodies were submerged, manipulating the tides like tidal giants.

"Your Highness Murray, your speed underwater is getting faster and faster. Even those of us who have lived in the sea since birth can't keep up with you," complimented a Naga using the common tongue, prompting the other Naga warriors behind her to turn their faces away. Such blatant flattery was simply too much.

"Hehe." Murray glanced at the Naga leader, who was busy flattering him. Neither the Gold Dragon nor the Titan belonged to the oceanic races, and the Gold Dragon was a fire-type True Dragon on top of that.

Murray could move freely underwater thanks to his formidable innate racial qualities, but compared to the true oceanic races, he was still far behind.

"Commander Diana, let's call it a day," Murray said without much elaboration, spreading his wide bat-like golden wings and flying back towards the Crystal Castle.

As Murray entered the room, he was once again met with the gaze of six pairs of crimson dragon eyes. Initially, Murray didn't mind these looks, but now, he was beginning to feel the pressure.

Because the owners of these six pairs of dragon eyes had grown to over two meters in size, and with their tails included, they were now four meters long. It could be expected that the size of these six dragons would continue to increase.