Chapter 1467 What Was Lost.
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.
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.