Chapter 127 A Furious State! The Golden Ominous Star! (Long Chapter)

A strong wind, accompanied by torrential rain, howled and swept across the heavy, leaden clouds.

The whole world was gray.

Garus hovered in the thick clouds, gazing down at the rain-soaked earth. He could clearly see a frost-white, frozen trail stretching across the gloomy, waterlogged surface, and at the end of the trail was a colossal beast.

It is humanoid in appearance, with fangs on its face and snow-white fur all over its body.

What's most terrifying is its size; it stands upright on the ground, reaching a height of twenty meters, like a white hill.

Compared to this behemoth.

Even Galus appears much smaller.

Even some adult dragons cannot compare to this behemoth in terms of size.

"The Behemoth, just as recorded in the heritage, is even larger than dragons and giants. It truly deserves to be called a biological weapon for war."

Galos shook his thick neck and said.

Iron Dragon Sorog was also staring at the Behemoth, and with a soft snort, he said resentfully:

"Their size is their greatest advantage, but for us dragons, it's just one of many advantages. Any dragon of the same weight can easily defeat it."

Galos shook his head slightly and said, "You're right, but the problem now is that our tonnage is far inferior to itss." He looked at the Iron Dragon, paused for a moment, and then continued, "It's not shameful to admit the enemy's strength, Sorog. Don't let arrogance dominate your heart."

Tie Long was startled, realizing that he had unknowingly fallen into his old habit again.

It nodded: "I will be careful."

Since following Garos, Iron Dragon has discovered that his pride in his ability to control and suppress his desires is nothing compared to Garos's.

When the two were together, whenever Iron Dragon unconsciously showed signs of arrogance, it would be reminded by Galos. Over the years, its emotions became more stable.

"I don't know which frost giant tribe it belongs to."

"Such a biological weapon walking alone on the land must mean that something must have happened to the tribe to which it originally belonged."

Tie Long calmed down and thought it over carefully before speaking.

Galos narrowed his eyes, calculating in his mind.

The Frost Behemoth is a ferocious beast, not an intelligent life form. It roams the ground, and although its direction is not fixed, it is generally heading towards the Quenching Highlands.

In fact.

Fighting such a ferocious beast carries more risks than benefits.

Behemoths are inherently hostile to dragons and cannot be tamed; they can only be killed.

Unlike the original diamond giant, whose body was a high-quality ore and whose core continuously produced diamonds, it did not bring any further benefits beyond eating its flesh and taking some fur, claws, and bones.

However, we can't leave it unresolved.

Garros estimated that it was very likely that the remaining aura of the stone giants in the Shattered Stone Camp attracted it, causing Behemoth to instinctively head towards the Shattered Stone Camp, which is why it followed such a trajectory.

If left unattended, it is very likely to head to the gravel camp and damage the symbiotic pool.

This is something Galos cannot tolerate.

If it were the old him, his first thought might have been to lure Behemoth away and avoid a fight.

However, Galos now has a certain level of confidence and the power to fight against powerful beasts in the wilderness. Moreover, his caution is mainly for survival, not for the sake of caution itself.

Frost Behemoths cannot fly and lack effective skills to restrict dragons' flight.

It also has no frost giant legion following it, and no giant warlocks to interfere.

This means that Galus is invincible.

In such a situation, the Frost Behemoth would be a giant punching bag; fighting it would not be a matter of fearing death, and it would also allow one to test their own strength.

"Sologer, stay away from me."

"I will stop the Frost Behemoth here."

"Garos said."

Iron Dragon was still a bit worried and said, "It's still quite a distance from the Quenching Highlands. Why don't I call Samantha and we fight together?"

Galos shook his head.

"Leave it to me. It will save you and Samantha from getting seriously injured and delaying the development of the territory."

That's what he said, but deep down, he actually felt that the past three years had been too peaceful, so he wanted some excitement from the fight and didn't want Sorog and Samantha to interfere in the battle.

Galos feels that his personality is now somewhat contradictory.

He genuinely enjoys a peaceful life, but when life truly settles down, over time he feels a bit bored and craves some excitement. Conversely, when risks, accidents, and setbacks come one after another, he longs for peace again.

But upon closer reflection, this seems quite normal.

The thoughts and personalities of intelligent beings are always unpredictable and change in different states and stages.

This is not static.

Perhaps one day, Garus will completely shed his cautious exterior and fully reveal the fierce edge of a dragon. Or perhaps one day, he will become calmer, completely abandoning the negative emotions in his personality and possessing absolute rationality.

These are all uncertain and require time to verify.

Now, Garus wants a fight.

Iron Dragon Sorog flapped its wings and retreated to a distance that was far enough away to provide support at any time, and then quietly observed.

And under its gaze.

Garros did not directly attack the Frost Behemoth.

Whoosh! The red iron dragon rushed straight into the thick dark clouds, attracting all the lightning bolts in the sky to gather on itself.

He rolled in the thunderstorm, countless silver snakes dancing with him, intertwining with the golden lightning bursting from his body, transforming into a ball of gold and silver. At first glance, it looked like a small golden and silver sun, suspended in the dark clouds, its radiance illuminating the gloomy rain curtain.

The sky and earth suddenly turned white.

Frost Behemoth noticed the strange phenomenon in the sky.

It stopped, raised its head, looked up at the sky, and through the rain, clouds, and lightning, saw the shimmering shadow of a dragon.

After a slight pause, the Frost Behemoth spread its arms and let out a deafening roar at the sky.

The hatred for dragons is ingrained in their blood.

Upon spotting Garos, the Frost Behemoth's killing intent surged like boiling water, but it was powerless against the dragons high above, and could only let out a provocative roar.

The red iron dragon's wings were fully extended, and it stood tall and proud.

The last gap in the body was finally filled, and the electric sensation between the muscles became clearer than ever before, as if a tight network had completely taken shape inside the body.

Evolution was completed at this moment.

Immediately afterwards, Galos responded to Behemoth's roar with concrete actions.

The golden lightning receded completely into his body. He flapped his wings, unleashing dark red flames, and swooped down at high speed, tearing through the thick curtain of rain. The torrential rain exploded into rings of white mist on both sides of his wing blades, which were then evaporated into water vapor by the high-temperature flames.

Because of the previous lightning strike, his scales were burning hot and red.

Now, further friction with the wind and rain at high speed has turned it into something like red-hot iron.

The rain poured down as Garus swooped down, red flames and white steam billowing behind him. When he was a few hundred meters from the ground, he shook his body, and bursting scales shot out, drawing dense, crimson trails in the rain as they covered the Frost Behemoth.

The Frost Behemoth roared to the sky, crossed its arms to protect its head, and instantly formed a three-meter-thick armor of ice crystals between its fur.

The moment the swarm of exploding scales collided with the ice armor, a series of explosions turned the surrounding area of ​​hundreds of meters into a sea of ​​fire. The shockwaves sent up chunks of earth flying like cannonballs, smashing the rocky tops of several low hills.

Behemoth staggered backward, its ice armor shattered and its white fur covered in charred marks.

Some broken scales were stuck in its body, tearing its skin.

"Its defense is inferior to that of the Diamond Giant."

Galos made a judgment.

The wounded Behemoth roared, its massive, muscular arm bulging with veins, and with a slam and pull on the ground, a twenty-meter-long, sharp rock pillar coated in frost was hurled into the sky.

Red Iron Dragon flapped its right wing and turned sideways, the rock pillar almost grazing its jaw.

call!

The Frost Behemoth spewed out frost breath at minus 100 degrees Celsius from between its fangs. The ice-type damage made Garus feel a little threatened. He had also trained his ice resistance, but it was still not as high as his other resistances.

However, you have to hit the target.

Red Iron Dragon tilted and pressed down with its left wing, its body traversing a tricky angle in the air, turning almost ninety degrees to avoid Frost Breath and easily circle behind Frost Behemoth.

He unleashed a fiery dragon breath.

The flames condensed into a column and surged toward the back of the Frostbea.

Galos was wary of ice-type damage.

Similarly, his fire-type dragon breath also made Frost Behemoth unwilling to withstand it head-on.

Feeling the heat from behind, the Frost Behemoth suddenly lunged forward, its limbs contracting to envelop its torso, turning it into a sphere. It rolled continuously on the ground, displaying remarkable agility, so that Garus's dragon breath only grazed it without causing any effective damage.

The clash between flames and frost caused steam to fill the area.

When the Frost Behemoth stood up, it did not see any dragons in the sky.

The danger comes from where you step.

It looked down.

The red iron dragon flew almost skimming the ground, rapidly closing in.

With a slap of its long, dangling arm, the Frost Behemoth unleashed a barrage of dense ice spikes that shot towards Garus.

Most of them couldn't keep up with Garus's speed and were dodged by him. A few were smashed by his left claw. The next moment, he passed through the ice spike forest, his aura behind his wings surged and accelerated, and his dragon wings spun around and slashed at Behemoth's ankle.

roar!

It let out a low growl, its arms covered in layers of ice armor, and it landed on all fours like a giant ape, its arms blocking the dragon-winged guillotine.

Clang! Tear!

First came the sound of metal clashing, followed by the tearing sound of flesh being ripped open.

The ice armor failed to completely defend against Garos's fierce wing slash, leaving a deep wound. However, due to Behemoth's massive size and the hard ice armor weakening the power of the slash, the wound did not reach the bone.

The giant beast, in pain, retaliated with a backhand strike.

The icy claws grazed the dragon's back.

collapse!

Each of the exploding scales absorbed kinetic energy, shattering into thick flames that caused the Behemoth's arms to tremble and its fur to fly wildly.

Galos merely trembled, using the impact of the explosion to speed past Behemoth's body.

Claws of Flames!

Solidified, almost like magma, flames enveloped Garus's claws, swept past Behemoth's knees, and tore off a chunk of flesh and tendons.

Behemoth staggered to his knees, and Galos seized the opportunity to pounce on the giant beast's back.

The dragon's teeth gripped the ice-crystal-covered nape, its forepaws tore through the frozen fur, revealing blue-white muscles, and its wings slashed like guillotines, launching a fierce and relentless attack.

Behemoth rolled in fury.

Its heavy, cold body rolled over the ground, pressing the red iron dragon into the hard, frozen ground. At the same time, it raised a pair of massive, muscular arms, its fists clenched like hammerheads, and smashed them down on Garus.

Thick ice crystals grew and covered his arm.

Like a glacier pressing down.

As soon as Galos stood up, he looked up and saw a giant fist that almost blocked his view, slamming down on him.

He let out a low growl, his wings flapped and flames surged, and at the same time he raised his dragon claws to meet Behemoth's heavy punch.

boom!

The ground collapsed and broke apart layer by layer.

The shockwave whipped up rainwater, which spread far and wide like waves.

The terrifying power of Behemoth extended from Garus's claws into his body.

Crash! Crash! Crash!

Each of the exploding scales absorbed kinetic energy and shattered with a crash. Using the force of the explosion, Garus flapped his wings violently again, forcefully pushing aside Behemoth's clenched fist, and soared back into the air. He even flipped Behemoth over and knocked it to the ground, making the ground tremble.

Galos also paid a price.

The remaining scales on his body had all shattered during the collision, revealing steel scales that were as deep and dark as obsidian and covered with dark red patterns.

The raindrops shattered upon impact with the black and red dragon's body.

Before it could even slide down, it was evaporated into water vapor by the heat emanating from his body.

Amidst the rising clouds and mist, a colossal black and red dragon could be vaguely seen. Its horns swept back towards the sky, its dense and rugged thorns, its thick and sharp fangs, and its thick and tight black and red scales were faintly visible, making it appear as if it were a red dragon clad in heavy black armor, extremely strong.

Seeing this scene.

Frost Behemoth did not feel nervous; on the contrary, it became excited.

Born as a biological weapon, Behemoth possesses a powerful combat awareness and instinct. Through the contact and collision just now, it knew that Garros mainly relied on those exploding scales to absorb its damage.

Now, the Blast Scale defense layer is gone.

Each of its subsequent attacks would inflict trauma on him.

Now, the advantage is in my hands!

Behemoth raised his arms and pounded his chest, producing a drum-like sound, and roared as he continued to provoke the dragon.

Its roar is similar to dragon language.

The translation is:

[You lowly crawler, I can crush you]

More precisely, Behemoth's roar contains many syllables that resemble dragon language and is full of insults towards dragons, attracting their hatred in this primitive and simple way.

However, the insults and shouts only lasted for half a second before stopping.

Sizzle!

A loud and piercing electrical sound reached the ears of the Frost Behemoth, which looked toward the source of the sound with suspicion and vigilance.

—A black and red dragon suspended in the sky.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Strands of golden lightning emerged from the gaps in Garus's scales, leaping and flowing across his body before converging on his back and neck, thick and shimmering like flowing mane.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

Golden lightning also appeared on the wing membranes and tail, especially on the pair of claw arms, where dense currents flowed.

Stimulated by these golden lightning bolts, Garus's already strong muscles swelled up again, his body grew larger, and even his dragon eyes turned golden. His overall fierce and imposing appearance was now imbued with a sense of holiness and majesty.

Supercharged excited state, start!

All attributes have increased dramatically, significantly, and rapidly.

Galos lowered his eyes and stared at the Frost Behemoth, then grinned at it with a cold smile.

Listen to the voice of death.

He said.

The next moment, the Wings of the Comet, with arcs of electricity leaping on their membranes, spewed out dark red flames mixed with golden lightning.

The black and red dragon shadow in the Frost Behemoth's pupils suddenly blurred.

Galos's entire dragon body transformed into a bolt of lightning that tore through the rain, or a golden, malevolent star moving at incredible speed, instantly closing in on its target.

Behemoth didn't see it clearly; he simply crossed his arms instinctively, and his ice crystal armor instantly thickened to five meters.

This supposedly indestructible defense shattered like paper the moment it made contact.

boom!

Only then did the thunderous sonic boom finally sound, shattering and exploding countless water droplets.

Thunder and flames pierced through Behemoth's defenses, and dragon claws wrapped in arcs of electricity and flames pierced Behemoth's chest, forcing it to retreat step by step. Garus, whose body was much smaller than Behemoth's, now unleashed a terrifying power that surpassed Behemoth's.

The giant beast roared and swung its paw in retaliation, but only managed to capture an afterimage.

Galos withdrew his blood-stained claws and retreated, avoiding the attack.

His body swung around smoothly, his wing blades carving deep furrows in the Behemoth's ribs, the melting ice water mixed with blue blood spraying out like a fountain.

Galos, in a state of high spirits, soared and flew around the Behemoth.

He moved with agility and speed, as fast as lightning.

Claws and dragon wings repeatedly tore at the Behemoth's body, causing it to bleed profusely. The speed at which ice clusters could stop the bleeding could not keep up with the speed at which new wounds appeared.

The Behemoth's counterattacks repeatedly missed, only managing to touch Garus's afterimage.

Tear!

Another claw mark appeared on his chest.

The behemoth, covered in blood, suddenly raised its head and roared, its body radiating a tangible halo that transformed into a powerful magical effect.

Frozen Nova!

The halo swept past the raindrops, instantly freezing them, and then past Garus, causing frost to condense on his body and momentarily slowing his speed.

The Behemoth opened its massive hand and reached for Garus's neck.

The ice crystals on the Red Iron Dragon's body had been evaporated by the high temperature. He suddenly flipped upside down, and his dragon tail lashed out like a battle axe, faster than before, striking the Behemoth's body first.

The reconstituted ice armor shattered.

The behemoth's massive body flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground, tumbling and crushing the nearby forest, leaving a trail of devastation.

Galos's golden eyes, brimming with lightning, narrowed slightly, and he let out a low, labored breath.

He felt tired.

"In this state, my magical energy and physical strength are being consumed at an extremely rapid pace, and I cannot sustain this for long."

Using the supercharged excited state is like an ordinary person doing anaerobic exercise; the body bears a huge burden and suffers severe depletion.

"We must act swiftly and decisively; we cannot afford to delay."

"This Behemoth is no longer at its peak. Finish it off with the next strike!"

Galos made a decisive move, and the golden lightning on his body intensified, flying and shining in the wind and rain.

The other side.

The Behemoth rose from the ground, its body covered in horrifying wounds.

It saw the red iron dragon flap its wings, leaving a trail of interwoven gold and red tails, rapidly ascending to a height of a thousand meters, then stopping, folding its wings into a cone shape, and then plummeting straight down.

Galos used his finishing move.

This is his most destructive and devastating attack to date.

Suddenly, the world was bright.

The last thing Behemoth saw when it looked up was that crimson-gold ominous star, wreathed in thunder and fire, pierced through the clouds and tore the world apart.

boom!

The vast rain curtain was almost shaken into a ring-shaped vacuum, and an unbelievable force was poured into every inch of the behemoth's muscles.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, and then, in the instant it resumed its flow, the Behemoth's body exploded, its blue blood evaporated before it could even drip, and a thick arm flew out and stuck in the ground.

Sizzle!

With a flash of dragon shadow, Garos landed steadily, standing at the edge of the deep pit.

He shook off the pieces of flesh from the giant beast, and the torrential rain once again enveloped the scorched earth.

As the golden lightning gradually dissipated, beneath the curtain of wind and rain, the Red Iron Dragon breathed heavily, exhaling scorching air and inhaling large amounts of air into its lungs.

After about ten seconds, his condition gradually improved, and his breathing slowly became steady.

Galus examines himself.

His scales were slightly cracked, but apart from that, he didn't have many other injuries. After activating his Frenzy state, he quickly ended the battle, giving the Behemoth no chance to retaliate. Moreover, the Frenzy state didn't have the side effects of the Blood Explosion Technique he used before, and he didn't need to consume scale powder to control it. In the Frenzy state, his mental reflexes were also enhanced.

The only problem is that it consumes too much energy.

Although he wasn't exactly weak and exhausted, he felt deeply fatigued and unable to engage in any more intense battles.

"Whether it's the Wings of the Comet or the Supercharged Excited State, both consume a lot of energy. With my physical strength, I can't use them for long. Black oil can only temporarily stimulate the body to be active and excited, but it can't provide continuous energy."

Galos pondered quietly.

He felt that the key lay in the dragon's aura.

Only the dragon energy formed by the sublimation of magical energy and life energy can support his high-intensity use of the Frenzy state.

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