Chapter 360 The Strongest Dragon in the World (Mega Chapter, Requesting Monthly Tickets!)

The intense distortion of space caused the red dragon Gorsas to briefly become dizzy and lose control.

It was as if the whole world was spinning, tearing apart, and rebuilding around him.

When his vision refocused, the deafening roar that hadn't fully escaped his throat was abruptly cut off—he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

This is an ancient and somber circular arena.

The tiered, empty stands, like a cold, forest of stone steps, tightly surrounded the blood-stained platform in the center.

At the very top, the dark red sky hung low, like congealed blood, exuding a suffocating sense of oppression.

The air was scorching and dry, and the strong smell of blood mixed with the stench of rusting metal filled his nostrils.

The entire space was too cramped for a mature dragon to roam freely.

Almost as soon as Gorsas solidified his form, figures exuding powerful auras descended like ghosts from all sides of the arena, trapping him firmly in the center.

The chilling killing intent was like a tangible chain, tightly binding him from all directions.

Gorsas forcibly suppressed the rage that was about to burst from his chest, and his brown dragon eyes with a hint of red rapidly scanned the surrounding figures.

The King of Molten Iron stood on the high platform directly opposite, his muscles bulging and bulging.

Although its size was still inferior to Gorsas', its majestic dragon might was like a drawn sword, standing shoulder to shoulder with him without backing down.

At the edge of a certain stand, Leticia, the Iron Dragon, was crouching low.

The tension that had been building up in her eyes was finally replaced by a sense of relief, and a resolute determination as if everything would perish together!

Samantha, the red dragon, was clad in heavy alchemical armor and was the third largest dragon present. Her thick tail pounded the metal ground impatiently, producing a dull, war-drum-like roar, indicating that she was ready to strike.

The Iron Dragon Sorog, standing to the side, had a cold, metallic sheen on its scales, its gaze as calm as ice, and its front claws slightly raised, entering its optimal battle stance.

From these two dragons, Gorsas sensed a bloodline similar to that of the Iron King.

Without a doubt, they are all their own descendants.

Now, they have surrounded him and are baring their claws at him.

On the other side, the golden dragon Alberto was covered with shining and majestic golden dragon scales, and holy oath runes containing sacred power flowed endlessly on his body, emitting extraordinary fluctuations.

In more distant corners, powerful non-dragon beings were already on high alert.

The amethyst dragon-lion roared with a soul-shaking intensity, its amethyst crystals flickering and undulating with its turbulent emotions; the antlers of the Holy Spirit Deer emitted a soft and pure light, a light that was both sacred and possessed a scorching purifying power; the phoenix was surrounded by an inextinguishable flame, each elegant flap of its wings scattering a sky full of dazzling flames; and the Flower Lord, Charles, gripped his cross-shaped sword tightly, the blade trembling slightly, rippling out fine spatial ripples, as if it could slice through space at any moment.

Nine powerful beings in total.

Aside from Galos, the core member, the other eight are by no means weak either.

Most of them had fought the King of Smelting Iron to a standstill under normal circumstances.

Some of them, even when Galos is in a high-spirited state, are difficult to defeat in a short period of time.

At this moment, all their will and all their strength are directed toward the same goal.

—Gorsath, the red dragon tyrant at the very center of the arena!

However, despite being surrounded and all alone, Gorsas showed no fear in his eyes. Instead, his eyes burned with an even more intense and frenzied fighting spirit.

“Bastards! Ants! Do you think this shabby cage can hold the great Gorthassus?!”

He let out a deafening roar that echoed throughout the arena.

"No! It's not me who's trapped! It's you! You're the ones forced to confront me in this cramped space! Prepare to face the flames! Prepare to face death! Prepare to face the wrath of the great Gorthus!"

"You will all die!"

Before he could finish speaking, with a deafening roar, his massive body instantly transformed into a blood-red, raging hurricane.

Unexpectedly, he did not choose the seemingly weakest non-dragon faction as his breakthrough point, but instead went straight for the culprit he believed to be the core of all the conspiracies—the Iron King!

At the very moment he set off.

Several giant dragons surrounding Garros roared deafeningly and charged forward in unison.

"I'll tear you to pieces, you unfilial son!!"

Gorsas's massive dragon claw tore through the air, carrying terrifying wind pressure, heading straight for Garos's head.

At the same time, his thick, long dragon tail, like a giant whip, swept ruthlessly towards Leticia and Samantha, who had come to their aid first, forcing them to defend themselves.

Faced with this ferocious attack, fueled by boundless rage, the Red Iron Dragon did not flinch.

He let out a deep, battle-ready roar, advancing instead of retreating, his wings flapping violently, creating scorching waves of air, and his massive dragon claws fiercely met the attack.

Boom—!

The two claws collided violently!

It was as if two metal mountains had collided in the most savage way!

Blinding sparks sprayed out in a waterfall-like pattern, and a powerful shockwave exploded in a perfect ring. Even the hard ground beneath their feet groaned under the weight, instantly cracking into countless fissures.

This time, Hong Tielong clearly felt an even more powerful and tyrannical force flowing through his arm.

His dragon claws were actually pushed away and suppressed!

His pupils constricted as he realized that his invincible and terrifying strength was being overwhelmed for the first time by a purer, more primal power in front of his own kind.

boom!

Gorsas' other claw slipped in and slammed solidly into the red iron dragon's chest!

With a tooth-grinding cracking sound and countless flying fragments of broken scales, Garus's massive body was sent flying backward as if it had been hurled by a catapult.

Thud! Thud!

Almost simultaneously, the dragon's tail, which swept across like a crimson lightning bolt, also sent Leticia and Samantha flying.

Iron Dragon's shoulder blades were noticeably dented, while a shocking crack was torn open in Red Dragon Samantha's heavy alchemical armor.

Gorsas roared triumphantly, ready to press his advantage and severely injure or even kill the Iron King.

But in that split second, the attacks from the other powerful figures arrived like a sudden storm.

The real siege has begun.

boom!

Holy Oath Enhancement - Holy Flame Dragon Breath!

The golden dragon's breath, enhanced by divine skills, condensed into liquid gold and burst forth from Alberto's raging maw, transforming into a destructive beam of light that precisely struck Gorsas's flank.

Psionic Enhancement - Sleeping Dragon Breath!

Realizing that ordinary electric dragon breath had limited effect on red dragons, Iron Dragon Sorog made a quick decision and infused his dragon breath with powerful psionic energy fluctuations, enveloping Gorsath's entire body like an invisible tide, intending to erode his will.

Mind Blast!

The amethyst dragon-lion raised its head and let out a silent roar. The solidified psionic sound waves ignored physical defenses and went straight into the depths of Gorsas's mind, attempting to disrupt and shatter his spirit.

Fire Phoenix Air Strike!

The phoenix let out a clear yet murderous cry, and with a flap of its wings, dozens of lifelike fire phoenix afterimages condensed, carrying explosive destructive energy, and rushed towards Gorsas from different angles.

Dimensional Blade!

The figure of the Flower Lord, Sharl, appeared without warning behind Gorsas's neck. The cross-shaped sword in his hand was imbued with an unparalleled spatial cutting power, and the blade silently aimed for the red dragon's relatively vulnerable back of the head.

The last Holy Spirit Deer resisted the urge to join the attack, remembering Galus's instructions before the battle.

It gracefully shook its head, and a pure white healing light gathered at the tip of its antlers, transforming into several warm beams of light that precisely landed on Leticia, Samantha, and Garus, who had just been injured, quickly relieving their injuries.

Faced with this overwhelming attack from all directions.

Gorsas displayed a terrifyingly fast reaction speed and defensive capabilities.

The mind-shattering attack that the Amethyst Dragon Lion had used to slow down Garos seemed to have no effect on him whatsoever, not even managing to slow him down for a moment.

call!

His enormous wings flapped with a speed and agility that defied his massive size, and his enormous body made extreme evasive maneuvers within a limited space. The red dragon's superb control over its body was perfectly demonstrated in him.

Gorsas was the first to evade the most threatening breath of the golden dragon's holy flame.

At the same time, he completely ignored the sleeping dragon breath containing psionic energy from the Iron Dragon Sorog, and was unaffected. He suddenly turned around and slapped the annoying Flower Lord Shar behind him with a claw.

Charles dared not take the dragon's claw head-on, a claw powerful enough to shatter a hill.

He was forced to immediately abort the deadly dimensional blade, cast Space Walk, and his figure blurred and disappeared from the spot.

Boom boom boom!

Meanwhile, the fiery phoenix afterimage released by the phoenix struck Gorsas solidly on the back and sides, creating a series of violent explosions.

Gorsas's blood-red scales withstood the energy shocks that were impossible to completely avoid.

His scales emitted a piercing metallic scraping sound and bursts of energy. Although some minor cracks appeared, the overall structure remained sturdy.

As for the raging flames, they had no effect on him whatsoever, as if they were merely bathing him.

"A weak attack! A laughable trick! With that, who can kill me?!"

Amidst the exploding energy and light, the red dragon even stood upright, letting out an incredibly arrogant laugh.

"Hahaha—Huh?!"

But the next second, his maniacal laughter abruptly stopped, turning into a drawn-out, astonished murmur.

A dragon shadow, its body wreathed in raging golden lightning, arrived in an instant at a speed beyond visual perception, slamming into Gorsas's body like a thunderous warhammer.

It's Garus!

Healed by the Holy Spirit Deer, he quickly stabilized his already insignificant injuries and unhesitatingly activated his high-spirited state.

The immense force sent the arrogant Red Dragon Mad King flying like a meteor, crashing heavily onto the rock steps at the edge of the arena, causing a collapse and dust storm.

Sizzle! Sizzle!

The already massive body of the Iron King swelled even more than one size larger under his intense state.

Clusters of violent golden arcs of electricity danced and leaped wildly around him, radiating chilling energy fluctuations.

He let out a low growl and charged once again at Gorsas, who had just gotten up.

"court death!"

Gorsas flapped his wings in fury, shattering all the rubble around him, and charged forward with even greater rage.

Bang!

The dragon claws clashed violently once again!

This time, however, the Red Iron Dragon, now in its berserk state, was not knocked away but instead withstood the power of Gorsas steadily.

His claws, his wings, his giant tail like a steel whip... every part of his body that could be used as a weapon transformed into a storm of attacks, sweeping towards Gorsas.

Gorsas, not to be outdone, unleashed the red dragon's fury and power to the fullest, directly confronting it head-on.

Bang bang bang bang bang!

The dull, thunderous impact echoed wildly through the arena, almost shattering eardrums.

Sparks as hot as magma erupted from the two frantically battling dragons, creating a dazzling yet deadly rain of fire.

Their battle was so intense, so fast, and so dangerous that it left the surrounding attackers somewhat bewildered.

Ranged attacks are highly likely to collide with friendly forces, so dragons and beasts such as Alberto and Leticia chose to move closer, joining the chaotic and dangerous melee battle with the Iron King at its core, and launching a full-scale siege of Gorsas.

"It's like being tickled! It feels like I'm being tickled!"

Gorsas roared, relying on his formidable defense to withstand attacks from all directions, repeatedly attempting to break through the blockade and pounce on the Iron King.

This is not the optimal solution for Gorsas in the battle.

But he didn't consider any of that; in his anger, he only wanted to kill the Red Iron Dragon first.

However, once the Iron King enters his enhanced state, his basic stats, such as pure strength and speed, are in no way inferior to Gorsas.

He parried accurately, skillfully countered, and fiercely retaliated time and time again.

Every collision between the Molten Iron Claw and Gorsath's Blood Claw produced a deafening clang of metal against metal and sparks flying everywhere.

Although the attacks from other powerful individuals could not inflict fatal wounds on him, they were like a persistent affliction, greatly restricting his movement, continuously draining his stamina and energy, and constantly challenging and provoking his already volatile nerves.

Bang!

After a brutal collision without any fancy moves, Gorsas hadn't even fully regained his balance when he felt a sharp pain in his back.

The golden dragon Alberto gripped a massive conquest halberd in its claws and, taking it by surprise, slammed it hard into Gorsas's back, successfully tearing through the hard dragon scales and leaving a bloody wound.

Gorsas winced in pain, his fierce gaze instantly locking onto the golden dragon.

But before he could turn around and retaliate, his back suddenly felt heavy again.

Arcane energy bursts forth! Arcane energy surges forth!

Leticia's claws seemed to be swirling and collapsing with a vortex of energy, which landed heavily on Gorsas's back, tearing through his scales and leaving him with gaping wounds. His massive body staggered slightly.

Just as he was struggling to regain his balance, the golden dragon shadow pounced straight at him!

Galos's claws, crackling with raging golden lightning and condensed, powerful dragon energy, slammed heavily into the side of Gorsas's head with unstoppable force.

collapse!

With a series of sharp cracking sounds, a broken fang flew out of Gorsas's mouth!

The immense impact caused the Red Dragon Tyrant's head to tilt violently, and a strong sense of dizziness washed over him.

Immediately afterwards, the sharp teeth of the amethyst dragon lion tore and the fiery beak of the phoenix, capable of piercing through metal and stone, rained down on his unbalanced body.

Wound after wound began to accumulate rapidly on Gorsas's proud dragon body.

He was like a lion being frantically attacked by a pack of wolves, yet unable to quickly kill the alpha wolf. His inner rage and frustration accumulated and surged like magma beneath a volcano, eventually breaking through a critical point.

"Enough!!"

"You reptilian creatures...you have utterly enraged me!!"

"Want to die even faster? I'll grant your wish!"

Gorsas's roar had become hoarse and broken.

The repeated setbacks, the frustration of being besieged, and the sense of betrayal from his descendants' united resistance completely ignited his furious rage.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The scales all over his body began to rub and collide violently with each other, making a piercing sound like thousands of swords being drawn at the same time!

His body expanded at a visible rate, his muscles bulging out like terrifying hills, making his already enormous body even more imposing.

His eyes, once bloodshot, were now completely covered by a dense network of blood vessels, making them look ferocious and terrifying.

Anger is never a meaningless negative emotion for a wild dragon that worships absolute power and destruction.

On the contrary, this is precisely the source of his greatest power!

Driven by humiliation and rage, the red dragon Gorsas finally unleashed his powerful battle stance.

Frenzy!

The angrier you are, the stronger you become!

Destroy everything! Destroy everything!

Roar—!!!

A furious roar!

A roar, more deafening than any before and filled with a furious will, spread outwards from him like a tangible shockwave, instantly sweeping past the bodies of every attacker in the arena.

Galus, being the closest, was the first to be hit.

The moment he heard that furious roar, he felt as if his mental world had been forcibly filled with a flame representing extreme rage.

The flames were scorching his last shred of reason.

An uncontrollable, violent urge to destroy everything around him rose uncontrollably from the depths of his heart.

"Such a powerful roar of fury..."

Galos felt a chill run down his spine.

He was already familiar with the Wild Dragon's various skills, but a normal raging roar could never have such a terrifying effect of directly eroding the mind and igniting rage.

This must be the result of being enhanced by that dangerous, manic fire.

Galos took a deep breath and, with his tempered and steely will, forcibly suppressed his surging anger, barely managing to regain some clarity and calmness in his eyes.

but.

He can do it, but that doesn't mean the other attackers can.

"Evil dragon! Today I, Alberto, will act on behalf of Heaven to punish the wicked and uphold justice!"

Driven by rage, the golden dragon Alberto's eyes turned bloodshot.

Completely disregarding the vast difference in strength between the two sides, and without even waiting for Galos, who was the main force, to take the lead in restraining them, he roared and charged towards Gorsas, driven by an uncontrollable rage.

"Prepare to die!"

He was clearly consumed by rage, his reason completely gone.

Gorsas, faced with this sudden charge, merely let out a low growl.

With a casual flick of his left claw, he swept away Alberto's powerful halberd with overwhelming force, while his other giant claw shot out like lightning, easily seizing the golden dragon's neck!

The next moment, Alberto's massive body was used by Gorsas as a heavy warhammer, which he swung up and smashed into Samantha, the red dragon who was charging from the flank.

Bang!

With a dull thud, Samantha's heavy alchemical armor shattered in large sections, and she and Alberto tumbled and flew backward, carving a deep furrow in the scorched ground, sending rubble flying.

Thud! Thud!

Almost simultaneously, Leticia, who was attempting a sneak attack from behind, was also struck hard from above by Gorsas's blood-red dragon tail, which moved with lightning speed.

The immense force slammed most of her body into the ground, embedding her deeply and leaving her unable to move for a moment.

In an instant, the entire battlefield descended into utter chaos.

Although Gorsas himself lost most of his sanity due to extreme rage, he was a wild dragon, and rage was the source of his power, which would only make him stronger.

However, the attacking side, consumed by rage, lost its formation and coordination.

Instead of coordinating their attack around Garros, they disregarded the disparity in strength between themselves and, like a pack of wild beasts out of control, surged toward Gorsas.

This not only severely weakened the overall effectiveness of the encirclement and suppression, but also caused some interference to Galos.

At the same time, as Gorsas repelled Galos, the Phoenix Angela launched a dive attack from the side.

She was fast, but Gorsas was even faster, his claw piercing right through her energy-filled body.

Pure physical damage has limited effect on the Phoenix, but the Red Dragon's almost tangible rage, following this contact, has further eroded Angela's mind, causing her originally clear phoenix eyes to instantly become bloodshot.

"Damn red dragon! I'll blow you up!"

Let's perish together!

The phoenix Angela let out a mournful and resolute cry.

Even though she was far from being forced into a state of desperation, under the influence of rage, she still irrationally chose to detonate herself, using Nirvana to cause damage.

Buzz—! Bang!!!

It was as if a miniature sun had suddenly risen inside the arena.

Centered on Gorsas and the Phoenix, the intensely blazing sphere of light expanded inch by inch with unstoppable momentum, mercilessly swallowing, covering, and destroying the ground and steps in its path.

Due to the fierce battle, the already crumbling arena could no longer hold on.

Fortunately, although Leticia and the others were affected by the rage, they instinctively chose to retreat rapidly in the face of the instinctive threat of the destructive energy burst.

They were only affected by the aftershocks of the explosion and were not seriously harmed.

As the destructive power of the Nirvana Flame gradually subsided and reformed into the magnificent form of the Phoenix, the already crumbling arena was almost completely razed to the ground, turning into countless charred and broken boulders floating in a spherical, primordial space that seemed to be made of pure blood.

This is the most basic and essential form of the gladiatorial space after all its disguises have been stripped away.

"Calm down! Everyone calm down!"

Iron Dragon Sorog and Amethyst Lion Ennus suppressed their frenzy and unleashed powerful mental spells.

The gentle mental fluctuations, like a clear spring, attempted to soothe the boiling anger in the minds of allies.

The Holy Spirit Deer almost transformed into a pure stag of light, its entire body radiating a warm and pure white light. It continuously cast healing spells, its holy radiance constantly showering down upon its allies who had been severely struck by Gorsas and burned by the aftershocks of the Phoenix's rebirth, striving to heal their wounds.

The battle has continued until now, and every creature present is covered in wounds and their breathing is disordered.

"A bunch of insignificant reptiles! They dare to try and annihilate the great Gorthassus?! Wishful thinking!"

The red dragon let out a deafening roar, the sound waves echoing through the blood-red space.

The phoenix's rebirth left countless charred cracks on his body, but his body, forged through countless trials, was so strong, coupled with his extremely high fire resistance, that he did not actually suffer serious structural damage.

The subtle burning sensation only fueled his anger, causing his power to surge even higher.

"Should I activate Blood Explosion State now, or directly use Crimson Lotus State?"

Galos stared intently at Gorsas, whose aura was steadily rising, his mind racing.

The high-spirited state was clearly no longer enough to suppress or even defeat the formidable enemy before them.

However, neither the Bursting Blood state with its enormous burden, nor the Crimson Lotus state with its even greater power and terrifying consumption, can be maintained for an extended period of time.

If Gorsas cannot be completely defeated before the duration expires, the consequences will be unimaginable.

Although he possesses the Dragon Jade as a trump card, which can provide a second life, his condition after rebirth will inevitably be weakened compared to before using it.

The Dragon Jade, having consumed too much energy, can no longer accumulate additional heat, meaning he will be unable to activate the Crimson Lotus state a second time.

Most importantly, Gorsas's condition is clearly not yet at its limit, and no one knows where his limit lies.

"Wait a little longer; we can't use our final trump card too easily."

Galos forcibly suppressed the urge to unleash his full power immediately, deciding to continue fighting Gorsas with intense intensity, adapting to the changing situation.

With a sudden flap of his dragon wings, he stirred up a howling gale and once again led the charge towards Gorsas.

"die!"

Gorsas roared, forcefully knocking the enraged red iron dragon back several steps with a single claw, while simultaneously withstanding the halberd strike from the side by the golden dragon Alberto. Its massive right wing, like a blood-red curtain, slammed towards the iron dragon Sorog, who was trying to maneuver around it.

That's incredibly fast!

Sorog had no time to dodge, so he could only unleash the full power of the hardened scales on his body and instantly build a solid psionic barrier in front of him.

collapse!

Faced with absolute power, the psionic barrier shattered instantly, like glass.

Sorog grunted as he was violently blasted away by the immense force, his body crashing through all the floating boulders in his path like a cannonball, finally slamming heavily into the blood-red spatial curtain, creating a deep dent and spiderweb-like cracks.

"roar!"

Gorsas seized this fleeting opportunity and suddenly opened his massive jaws!

A thick, blood-red, and uniquely flaming dragon breath surged forth like a bursting river of blood!

This breath attack was not aimed at a single target, but rather spread out in a devastating fan shape, sweeping across the entire area in front of him, directly covering Galos, Alberto, Samantha, Leticia, and the Holy Spirit Deer who was doing its best to heal them in the rear.

call!

A scorching flame-lightning dragon breath immediately spewed from Garros's mouth, directly meeting Gorsas's crimson breath.

The two powerful dragon breaths collided, producing a hissing explosion.

However, even Galos's enhanced Flame Thunder Dragon Breath was being pushed back inch by inch by the even more violent crimson flames.

Whew! Whew! Whew!

At the critical moment, bursts of dragon breath erupted one after another!

Alberto's golden holy flame dragon breath, Samantha's alchemically enhanced crimson flames, Leticia's roaring electric fire breath... several powerful dragon breaths converged into a torrent, working together to meet Gorsas's destructive breath, finally barely withstanding the impact and beginning to slowly push it back.

Taking advantage of the precious lull in the dragon breath stalemate between the two sides.

Despite their injuries, the Amethyst Dragon Lion and the Iron Dragon Sorog, who had just struggled to his feet, breathed out dragon breath from behind Gorsas once again.

Boom boom boom!

The scorching electric dragon breath and the amethyst dragon breath struck Gorsas solidly on the back.

Lightning leaps, blazing flames, psychic energy erosion... The sudden interference disrupted Gorsas's breathing rhythm. Immediately afterwards, several torrents of dragon breath, led by Garros's Flame Lightning Dragon Breath, were completely unleashed and poured down on the red dragon.

In an instant.

The figure of the red dragon Gorsas was completely engulfed by destructive energies of various colors and attributes.

But this did not kill him.

"Damn it... scum!!"

At the center of the death zone formed by the energy impact, came a deafening roar from Gorsas, clearly filled with pain and extreme rage.

boom!

A blood-red shadow suddenly burst through the turbulent energy flow!

Gorsas flapped his wings and managed to withstand the continuous bombardment of dragon breaths, forcibly breaking free from the suppression.

If it were any other red dragon of similar size, it would probably have collapsed or even been reduced to ashes under such concentrated fire. However, Gorsas, having awakened the bloodline of the ancestral dragon and been tempered by the Mad Fire, possessed a physical strength that far exceeded what could be judged by common sense.

Seeing this, the dragons, who were also exhausted, stopped breathing, their chests heaving as they stared intently at the dissipating energy dust.

When the smoke cleared, Gorsas's appearance had changed drastically.

Almost no scales on his body were intact; large areas were cracked and charred, with horrific wounds where the flesh was torn open, and turbulent energy currents of different dragon breaths remained on them. Hot dragon blood gushed out of the wounds like streams, staining the ground beneath his feet dark red.

Although they were all superficial wounds, none of which were deep enough to expose bone, the sheer number of them made them minor injuries.

"Kill...I will kill you all! Leave no one alive!!"

Gorsas's rage reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.

On his battered yet still massive body, the battle-worn markings that symbolized countless victories and glories seemed to come alive, meandering like living, blood-red earthworms, and suddenly bursting forth with a blinding crimson light.

Wherever the red light passed, a strange change occurred.

His horrific wounds, scalded by multiple dragon breaths and with his skin torn and scales rolled back, were visibly writhing and healing at an astonishing speed.

The newly formed muscle fibers intertwined and spread rapidly, like red-hot steel cables.

The edges of the broken scales hardened and thickened rapidly, becoming even more grotesque and heavy than before.

The surrounding air seemed to be completely ignited by his terrifying aura, becoming thick and scalding hot, making it suffocating.

Gorsas's body swelled again in the red light, his muscles bulging like raging rocks, exuding a destructive power. Each heavy breath brought up a scorching storm, and the oppressive feeling that almost solidified made all the creatures standing against him feel their scalps tingle and their minds tense to the extreme.

At this moment, his dragon eyes had completely transformed into two bottomless pools of blood, shimmering with a destructive light.

When rage reaches its limit, it becomes utter rage.

When extreme rage and boundless fury coexist and merge perfectly, the strongest battle stance of the Wild Dragon Path is formed.

—Wildness!

In comparison, all other skills pale in comparison at this moment, merely insignificant embellishments.

In this state, Gorsas's strength, speed, reaction speed, defense, and even regeneration ability all suddenly increased to an extremely high level.

Roar—!!!

A wild roar, surpassing all previous roars, erupted from the red dragon's mouth, seemingly striking directly into the depths of one's soul.

In an instant, all the violence and rage that existed in the hearts of those around them were ignited like never before, far more ferocious than before.

Even the most resilient Garos felt his vision instantly turn blood-red, and an uncontrollable killing intent, wanting to destroy everything, erupted in his chest like a volcano.

He took a deep breath, trying to use his strong willpower to calm his boiling mental state.

Galos's fighting style has always been to wield his immense power with absolute rationality. He dislikes letting his instincts control him, as that would only leave him vulnerable.

Besides, he is not a wild dragon.

Anger does him no good; it only impairs his judgment and makes him easier to defeat.

However, despite being mentally prepared this time, the mental soothing spell cast by Iron Dragon and Amethyst Dragon Lion could not completely dispel the raging erosion originating from the depths of the soul.

Except for Galos, who could barely maintain a sliver of clarity, the eyes of all the other creatures were completely consumed by blood red.

They had almost completely lost their reason, leaving only a surging desire to fight.

call!

Gorsas's figure blurred instantly, leaving only a trail of blood-red shockwaves that suddenly spread out from his spot.

His target was no longer the Iron King, which was difficult to defeat quickly.

Entering a wild state, he was freed from excessive interference from subjective emotions and was completely dominated by the purest and most efficient fighting instincts.

But his instincts told him so.

Since we can't deal with the tough nut of Red Iron Dragon in a short time, we might as well clear out the other annoying minions first.

So he first targeted the golden dragon Alberto, who had just recovered, and the golden dragon, under the influence of rage, charged forward recklessly.

A massive, blood-red claw, wreathed in boundless rage, slammed down towards them.

The golden dragon Alberto roared, channeling the power of the Holy Oath into the Conquest Halberd, and swung it with all his might!

clang!

A crisp sound!

The divine weapon, formed from holy oath runes, was snapped in two by Gorsas's claws.

The broken halberd fragments shot out in all directions like meteors.

Immediately following was an even more chilling, dull thud.

Gorsas's massive head, like a battering ram brimming with power, slammed into Alberto's chest.

Crack! The golden scales that shimmered on Alberto's chest shattered and caved in as if they were fragile glass.

He vomited a mouthful of scalding dragon blood mixed with tiny fragments of internal organs, and his massive dragon body tumbled and crashed into a pile of charred boulders floating in the distance like a kite with a broken string, his golden scales dimmed.

boom!

Just as Gorsas defeated the golden dragon, a dragon shadow wreathed in crimson steam slammed into his side like a meteor.

The heartbeat, like the beating of drums and the roar of thunder, reverberated throughout the space.

It's Garus!

Although he couldn't completely suppress his rage and his thoughts were affected, potentially leading to wrong judgments, he knew he couldn't hesitate any longer now that his teammates were all enraged and mentally impaired. So he recklessly activated his high-burst blood state.

A powerful dragon aura formed a ferocious arm around his body.

He engaged in an even fiercer and more dangerous close-quarters battle with Gorsas!

The other allies, enraged, roared and recklessly swung their claws and breathed dragonfire at Gorsath.

But against Gorsas in his wild form, apart from the equally ferocious Garros, the attacks of other creatures seemed so pale and powerless.

Bang!

Samantha's meticulously crafted alchemical heavy armor was as fragile as glass in the face of such an overwhelming difference in power.

A powerful slap from Gorsas' right wing sent her flying, along with her heavy armor!

The heavy armor disintegrated into countless metal fragments in mid-air, revealing Samantha's blood-soaked red dragon body below. She crashed into the blood-red curtain at the edge of the space like a rag doll, slid down softly, and lost consciousness.

Meanwhile, Gorsas' left flank was also busy, striking the Iron Dragon Leticia, who was attempting a sneak attack, shattering her scales and sending her flying backward before crashing heavily to the ground.

At the same time, Garos spun around and slashed, the dragon energy forming blades that rained down on Gorsas like a storm, leaving deep, bloody wounds.

But these wounds are healing at a visible speed thanks to the wild and powerful regenerative ability of the Wild Form.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!"

Gorsas seemed completely oblivious to pain, uttering wild, unintelligible roars, his blood-red eyes filled with nothing but rage.

Despite the excruciating pain of his shattered bones, Iron Dragon Sorog once again unleashed his psionic stride.

He appeared like a ghost behind the Mad King, extending his claws to stab at the wing root of Gorsas, attempting to cripple one of his wings.

But the moment his figure appeared, it was detected by Gorsas's beast-like fighting instincts.

The massive tail, sweeping across the battlefield, arrived first, whistling as it tore through the air, and struck the iron dragon squarely.

Click!

The sound of bones cracking was clearly audible.

Iron Dragon Sorog fell straight down as if hit by a speeding war machine, finally crashing onto the blood-red base at the bottom of the arena. He struggled a few times but was unable to get up.

The amethyst dragon lion, which had already entered the second stage, roared wildly and flashed closer to its target, attempting to tear the tendons of Gorsas's hind limbs with its claws.

However, the raging red dragon didn't even turn around completely; it simply used its senses to turn around and with a single, precise claw strike, it seized the head of the amethyst dragon lion.

Accompanied by a tooth-chilling cracking sound and an extremely shrill wail from the amethyst dragon lion.

Gorsas's terrifying power crushed and deformed the dragon-lion's tough head, leaving it covered in blood.

Boom boom boom!

Garros's four massive arms, formed from dragon energy, slammed into Gorsas like a storm, each strike containing the power to shatter mountains and split rocks, forcing the red dragon to retreat and defend.

The dragon-lion's body was flung away by the Mad King, crashing into the only remaining half of the stone steps in the arena with a dull thud.

Gorsas's crimson dragon claws clashed violently with Garos's molten iron claws time and time again. Visible shockwaves, accompanied by flying fragments of broken scales and scalding dragon blood, spread and exploded between the two, further crushing the surrounding floating rubble into dust.

Tear!

A tiny yet sharp figure suddenly appeared above the back of the red dragon's head.

It is the Flower Lord, Charles.

The cross-shaped sword in his hand burst forth with a solid sword beam several meters long, which plunged vertically into Gorsas's head!

"Ugh—!"

With a painful and furious howl, Gorsas swung his head violently, interrupting the dangerous attack and sending Charles flying. Then, another fierce headbutt slammed into the latter.

Shire has a very high life level.

But given his race, his physical strength was the weakest among all the participants, even weaker than that of the Holy Spirit Deer.

Struck by the Mad King's enraged attack, he was slammed straight into a floating, charred boulder. The boulder instantly shattered, burying his figure in the rubble.

At the same time.

Sensing Gorsas's seemingly endless ferocious aura, and taking advantage of his distraction from the Flower Lord's sneak attack, the Red Iron Dragon let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth.

Whoosh! The dragon blood within him seemed to be completely ignited.

Bright flames suddenly ignited between the hideous wounds and dark red battle marks all over his body.

These fiery lines crisscrossed, spread rapidly, and connected, eventually transforming into eerie and fiery red lotus-shaped patterns on his majestic dragon body.

A sweltering heatwave swept outwards from him, instantly evaporating the moisture in the air and sending up white mist.

At this moment, his strength, speed, defense... all his attributes reached an unprecedented peak in Crimson Lotus form.

The two energy arms, constructed from powerful dragon energy, now overlapped and merged with his main body arms.

His offensive became even more ferocious and harder to resist!

Immediately afterwards, a pair of molten iron claws, brimming with terrifying heat and power, locked onto Gorsas's exposed throat.

Sharp claws, like red-hot irons, tore through Gorsas's hard dragon scales and pierced deep into his burning flesh, continuing to exert force and penetrate deeper, attempting to completely sever the mad king's life force.

The excruciating pain in his neck and the unmistakable threat drove Gorsas to the extreme of madness and rage.

"roar!"

He also extended his blood-soaked giant claws and grabbed the red iron dragon's incredibly thick neck without hesitation.

At this moment, the two powerful dragons were locked in a primal and brutal struggle to kill each other.

at the same time.

Angela the Phoenix, swooping down once more with flames of fury that seemed to burn everything in its path.

Her eyes were bloodshot, and she did not flinch or dodge at all, letting Gorsas's waving dragon wings sweep across her energy body like a guillotine. In the end, she tightly embraced Gorsas's massive body and once again detonated herself without regard for anything else.

Boom!

Another destructive sphere of blazing white light suddenly spread out, engulfing the Mad King and the Iron King who were fighting madly! The blinding light made the already shattered space lose its color.

"die!"

Amidst the vast flames of rebirth, came the hysterical roars of two colossal dragons.

The extreme pain and killing intent made them abandon their defenses. The wounded giant claws exerted force at the same time, tearing large chunks of flesh from each other's necks, and scalding dragon blood gushed out like a waterfall.

It's understandable that Gorsas was so crazy in his wild state.

But Galos, who was always known for his rationality and strategy, seemed to have lost all his composure at this moment. His fighting style was extremely fierce, as if he was also fighting with the determination to perish together and fight to the death, and he was completely unafraid of death.

When the flames of Nirvana gathered again and transformed back into the body of the phoenix.

As Angela gazed at the two terrifying dragons locked in a fierce battle amidst the sea of ​​fire, a flicker of fear finally crossed her eyes, and she dared not approach any further.

The vast majority of her attacks are fire-based, so they have limited effect on Gorsas.

Two consecutive nirvanas had already pushed her to her limit. If she were to undergo a third nirvana under the influence of rage, her life in this world would be completely over, and she would have to start all over again.

On the other side.

The healing white light emanating from the Holy Spirit Deer had become as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

With its last ounce of strength, it showered the light containing the essence of life upon its severely wounded companions, especially casting the final and strongest healing ray upon Garus.

Its breathing was so heavy it was as if it were carrying a mountain on its back.

Although it did not directly participate in the fierce battle, the treatment that continued to the limit almost exhausted all its energy, and its body was already severely overdrawn.

at the same time.

The battle between the two dragons, who share similar bloodlines but have drastically different personalities, has entered its most intense and heated phase.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Each of their collisions was like a meteor shower.

Each clash between the Molten Iron Claw and the Blood Dragon Claw created a circular shockwave that pulverized the surrounding floating boulders.

Garros's claws tore open Gorsas's newly healed wounds, sending up a spray of scalding dragon blood and bits of flesh; Gorsas's fangs bit deep into Garros's hardened adamantite shoulder blades, producing a sickening metallic scraping and cracking sound.

They fought from the floating boulders to the edge of space, battling until the arena seemed to be obliterated, the aftershocks of their frenzied battle tearing huge cracks in the spatial curtain.

Thud! Thud!

Gorsus's tail slammed into Garos's already battered back like a hammer, exploding into a cloud of blood mist; Garos's giant claws, burning with golden lightning and dragon energy, retaliated in kind, striking Gorsus's abdomen and leaving a deep crater.

"Die! Die! Die!"

Gorsas had already gone completely insane.

Red Iron Dragon remained silent, but its attacks became even more ferocious. Its ruthless fighting style was almost identical to that of Gorsas, but unlike him, it did not roar irrationally. Instead, it concentrated all its power and will into each attack.

As time went by, the cracks on the Red Iron Dragon's body increased, and the red lotus-shaped fire lines almost turned into boiling, burning flames.

opposite.

Gorsas's injuries were healing more and more slowly, and the terrifying regenerative ability brought by his Wild form seemed to be approaching its limit, inevitably causing his movements to gradually become sluggish.

Finally, in a headbutt collision devoid of any fancy moves and consuming all the strength of both sides, the energy that had been accumulating to its peak found its ultimate outlet!

Thump—! ! !

An indescribable roar suddenly erupted.

Centered on the point where the two giant dragon heads collided, the space, which was already full of cracks, was instantly covered with dense, glaring, and huge cracks, like a spider web, as if it were fragile glass.

The bloodstains that once shone through the cracks were no longer those of the gladiatorial arena.

The somber, gray light of the day, and the chilly scent of rain, are revealed in it.

Snap! Splash!

The entire arena shattered and disintegrated under this ultimate collision that exceeded its limits.

The cold, foul-smelling rain, carrying the distinctive stench of the Serbian wilderness, poured down instantly, washing away the scalding dragon blood and the pervasive smoke on the battlefield.

All the participants fell out of the shattered space fragments.

They reappeared in the real world, amidst torrential rain and a leaden-gray sky.

The two battered giants were still locked in a fierce battle in the rain, fighting from the shattered space all the way to the horizon of reality. The cold rain fell on their red-hot scales and steaming blood, making a dense hissing sound and sending up large plumes of white steam.

Just then.

Galos keenly sensed the Mad King's disordered aura and sluggish movements.

Gorsas's condition has begun to decline noticeably.

In a flash, Galos made an incredibly resolute decision.

He completely abandoned his own defenses, allowing Gorsas's still terrifying heavy claws to tear apart his already weakened abdominal scales due to overload.

The excruciating pain swept through his entire body like a tsunami.

However, at that very instant, Garos poured all the remaining dragon energy within his body, along with the golden lightning swirling around him, into his right claw without reservation.

The dragon claw instantly turned a golden-red color, like molten metal, radiating destructive energy fluctuations.

Level 10 Dragon Qi Circulation!

—Crimson Lotus Bursting Claw!

Pfft—!

The dragon claw, burning with golden-red steam and crackling with lightning, pierced through the hardest, most battle-hardened scales on Gorsas's chest with an unwavering determination, like a red-hot blade piercing through rotten wood, and seized the still frantically beating dragon's heart.

Without the slightest hesitation, Garos clenched his fingers and crushed the powerful dragon heart.

To go all out and inflict the most complete destruction on his opponent was his final and highest form of respect for Gorthassus, who was both his father and a formidable foe.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment.

Gorsas' massive body stiffened abruptly, all his furious roars and movements caught in his throat, and only a short, incredulous gasp escaped his throat.

His enormous eyes, burning with blood-red flames, stared intently at Garos, who was standing inches away. His violent power receded like a tide, leaving only the emptiness and coldness brought about by the rapid loss of life.

"impossible…"

On the verge of death, Gorsas briefly regained consciousness, squeezing out a few broken syllables. Blood gushed from the corners of his mouth and the huge wounds on his chest, instantly washed away by the cold rain, turning pale red, flowing down his dragon body and falling to the ground below.

Galos abruptly withdrew his blood-soaked dragon claw, which even contained fragments of his heart, and shoved Gorsas's massive body, which was beginning to lose its strength, far away.

He breathed heavily, each breath pulling at the horrific wound in his abdomen, bringing excruciating pain.

The crimson lotus patterns on his body quickly dimmed and disappeared, and his fierce and incomparable aura weakened rapidly like an avalanche, becoming listless and dispirited.

Gorsas, their power is beyond question.

Even after finally defeating him, Galos himself was already at his limit, and the huge wound in his abdomen that almost tore him in half brought waves of excruciating pain that made him almost faint.

He endured the excruciating pain, flapped his tattered wings, steadied himself in the rain, and gazed at the falling Mad King.

Under the watchful eyes of his own children, Gorsas' massive body, along with the cold wind and rain, fell helplessly onto the ravaged earth.

However, just as he was about to crash heavily to the ground, a sudden change occurred.

The dragon, which should have been dead, suddenly spread its equally tattered wings, and its descent came to an abrupt halt.

With a powerful flap of his wings, he regained his footing and stood firmly on the ground.

The Mad King Gorsas stood upright, the huge bloody hole in his chest a horrifying sight, his body riddled with wounds, some so deep they exposed bone.

However, he did not collapse as expected.

An aura of evil and madness, like a volcano awakening, emanated from his body.

He raised his head and looked at the red iron dragon in the sky, panting from exhaustion and serious injuries. A twisted smile, a mixture of pain, mockery, and extreme pleasure, curled at the corner of his mouth.

"My dear son, what are you expecting?"

call!

He suddenly flapped his wings, tearing through the heavy rain, and soared into the sky again, reaching the same height as Galos. Although his body swayed, the oppressive feeling descended once more!

"Are you looking forward to watching me die?"

"But you think... you can kill me?!"

Gorsas raised his head and roared, his wounds reopening due to the violent movement, causing more blood to flow.

But instead of dripping, the blood strangely ignited, transforming into raging crimson flames that instantly enveloped his entire body.

As the battle has continued, Gorsas's condition has indeed declined significantly, and his aura is far less powerful than it was at the beginning.

However, overall, his current condition is still much better than that of Hong Tielong, who is exhausted and on the verge of death from serious injuries.

With victory seemingly assured, Gorsas grinned, revealing his sharp, white teeth.

He savored the moment of reversal, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and continued, "Want to know how I survived the Federation's siege?"

He was happy to share the glory before finishing off his opponent, his voice filled with joy.

“Heart? Head?... These vital organs that you mortals, you mediocre dragons, consider fatal are of no concern to me, Gorthus!”

"As long as my mad flames continue to burn, as long as my destructive will remains unextinguished, I will not die!"

"I am destruction itself, eternally burning!"

The moment the words left his mouth, Gorsas brandished his wings burning with blood flames and charged once again toward the red iron dragon, which was barely able to maintain its flight, with an indomitable and frenzied momentum.

Garros stared at the charging Mad King, took a deep breath of the cold air, and squeezed out the last bit of strength from his body.

Let's face it again!

Unfortunately, his current condition is really bad; his strength and speed have plummeted.

In less than a minute, after a hard-fought exchange, Gorsas seized an opening and his giant claws, burning with blood flames, tightly gripped his neck!

"I told you, I would break your neck!"

The Mad King grinned menacingly, his arm muscles bulging terrifyingly as he suddenly exerted force!

Click!

A crisp, heart-stopping sound of bone cracking rang out.

Red Iron Dragon's neck was snapped, his head tilted to one side at an unnatural angle, and the light in his eyes dimmed rapidly.

But that wasn't enough to vent his anger. Gorsas growled as he tried to twist the red iron dragon's head off completely.

However, what happened next was completely beyond Gorsas's expectations.

A warm and dazzling light suddenly shone from the left chest of the Red Iron Dragon, near its heart! The light flowed like a living stream, rapidly spreading to the Red Iron Dragon's limbs and bones. Wherever the light passed, the shocking wounds, including the broken neck, regenerated and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

The once weak and dormant heart began to beat strongly and powerfully again, like a war drum.

Click, click...

What shocked Gorsas even more was that the red iron dragon's head, which had been drooping, was turning back inch by inch with unwavering determination! The bones in its neck emitted a teeth-grinding healing sound! The power contained within was so immense, as if a giant dragon were turning over, that Gorsas could no longer restrain it.

"Father, what are you expecting now?"

A low, soft whisper echoed in Gorsas's ear.

An unprecedented chill instantly swept over the Mad King's entire body, and alarm bells rang in his mind.

Bang!

A tremendous force suddenly erupted, and the red iron dragon easily broke free from his control.

His strong and powerful heart pounded violently, and dense golden lightning burst forth once more, dancing and leaping wildly across his majestic dragon body.

He suddenly activated both the Furious State and the Blood Explosion State simultaneously.

The dragon energy manifested as an arm once more, launching a fierce attack on Gorsas!

"You?! How is this possible?!"

Gorsas was furious. After a brief moment of shock and disbelief, he was enraged by the feeling of being utterly mocked.

He forcefully suppressed his injuries and reverted to his wild state, his body ablaze with intense blood flames.

The arena had collapsed, and with the sky now vast, he had the option to retreat.

But his overwhelming rage and the wild dragon's deep-rooted fighting instincts prevented him from even considering fleeing. Instead, he roared and engaged in a fierce battle with the seemingly reborn red iron dragon once again.

This is precisely the Wild Dragon's most fatal weakness.

Wild Dragon possesses unparalleled combat power, but once it becomes bloodthirsty, it will fall into a reckless, all-out battle frenzy until one side is completely defeated.

However, Gorsas's condition has deteriorated significantly.

Even the forced activation of the Wild state cannot reverse the absolute difference in power.

After a few short but extremely intense aerial battle...

boom!

A colossal dragon shadow plummeted straight down from the sky like a meteor, crashing heavily onto the earth.

With earth and rocks shooting into the sky and a deafening roar like an earthquake, a huge crater was smashed into the ground, and spiderweb-like cracks spread far and wide.

The ravaged body of the Mad King Gorsas lies at the very bottom of the pit, where dragon blood has almost turned the bottom into a pool of blood.

Before he could struggle to his feet...

Another meteorite followed closely behind, crashing down with a deafening roar!

Boom!

With a terrifying, earthquake-like force, the Red Iron Dragon crashed down, stomping heavily on Gorsas's chest and abdomen.

The immense force shattered the Mad King's last remaining scales, and his bones cracked continuously. His life force, like a candle flickering in the wind, rapidly faded away.

Galos bent down, and a dragon claw gripped the Mad King's neck tightly.

He flapped his wings, ignoring the weak resistance, and once again soared into the sky, standing tall amidst the wind and rain.

"it's over."

He was slightly out of breath, but his voice remained calm, echoing between heaven and earth.

"Father, I won this battle in the end."

With a single claw, Garus lifted the Mad King high, staring directly into those blood-red eyes filled only with madness, thus announcing the final outcome.

At this moment, the majestic and imposing Red Iron Dragon, though battered and bruised, still stands tall in the sky.

He seemed to have become the center of this world.

The wind and rain continued to howl, but at this moment, the sound seemed to be celebrating this victory, as if it were celebrating the imminent birth of the world's strongest dragon.

P.S.: I'm out of steam, please vote for me!

(End of this chapter)