Chapter 390 The Dragon Emperor Armor That Makes Me the Only One? An Abnormal Golden Dragon Family

Alberto, with four pairs of winding, intertwined dragon horns resembling a crown, paced back and forth in front of the red iron dragon and the golden dragon Natasha.

It was as if he was afraid the two of them wouldn't notice his corner.

"He is putting into practice the charisma theory I mentioned."

Galos seemed to understand something, a hint of realization flashing in his eyes.

He roughly guessed Alberto's motives behind his actions.

Beside her, Natasha watched silently for a few seconds before finally unable to suppress her inner turmoil and speechlessness.

With an incredulous tone, she asked, "Alberto, what exactly are you trying to do by welding three pairs of fake dragon horns onto your head?"

She could tell at a glance that the three extra pairs of dragon horns were not natural, but rather decorative items that were smelted and shaped from some kind of magical metal and then fixed on.

They are so well-made that they look almost indistinguishable from the real thing.

But a dragon as familiar with Alberto as she was could easily distinguish that the horn structure was not naturally grown.

"I don't understand what you're saying."

Alberto shook his head, deliberately changing the angle.

"This is a characteristic I was born with, but it has only recently fully developed and shown its true form."

He spoke with utmost seriousness and solemnity: "These four pairs of dragon horns, like a natural crown, are my unique symbol, my Dragon King's Crown, and the sacred mark that I was born to establish the great Golden Order!"

His words were firm and resounding, filled with unquestionable confidence.

If one didn't know his background inside and out, one might actually be fooled by his appearance and believe him.

Natasha: "…………"

She took several deep breaths of the cold air before she could barely suppress the urge to pounce on him and beat him up.

Of course, the main reason for this is that she is currently exhausted and her physical strength has not yet recovered.

Otherwise, she would never have restrained her inner thoughts so much.

Galos's reaction was completely different from Natasha's.

He didn't show disdain; instead, he revealed a hint of appreciation.

He nodded slightly to Alberto and said in a steady voice, "Good idea."

"As long as you are powerful enough to make other creatures look up to you, then they are real. At that time, no one will question their authenticity, and they will become part of your legend."

Dragon horns have always been one of the most important features of dragons.

The number of dragon horns, their exact location, and whether they are straight and long or winding and curving are all crucial to the aesthetics of the dragon race.

Garus's own dragon horns are closer to those of a red dragon.

A pair of thick, sharp horns that sweep back and point to the sky extend from behind the head, with a chilling curve. The overall appearance is a blackish-red color with a cold metallic texture, and both its length and thickness far exceed those of an ordinary red dragon.

Centered around the two main characters, many sharp, protruding thorns are distributed on both sides of their heads, like natural secondary horns.

His overall appearance is fierce and majestic, exuding an undisguised and powerful aura, which matches his own temperament.

However, to be fair, compared to Alberto's four pairs of dragon horns, which resemble a magnificent crown at this moment, it is indeed slightly inferior in terms of visual prominence and uniqueness.

Previously, when Alberto and Galos stood together.

Undoubtedly, any bystander would be immediately drawn to Garros's powerful and beautiful physique, while Alberto would often be subconsciously overlooked and regarded as an unknown golden dragon following behind the Iron King.

But now, things seem to be different.

When Alberto reappears alongside Garos in his current form, onlookers, after being struck by Garos's powerful presence, will inevitably be drawn to the conspicuous crown atop Alberto's head.

The impression of an 'unknown golden dragon' will transform into that of a 'golden dragon with four pairs of peculiar horns'.

From a certain perspective, his attempt to enhance his personal charm and recognizability was indeed achieved through these additional embellishments.

At the same time, after hearing Galos's words, Alberto gave him a look that said, "You really know me."

Then, he turned his gaze to Natasha the Golden Dragon and let out a disdainful snort.

"A mediocre dragon who cannot comprehend my greatness."

Alberto held his crowned head high, his gaze disdainful as if looking down on ants: "Nasha, be thankful that you are related to me by blood; it is the greatest honor of your life."

Such arrogant remarks made Natasha so angry that her dragon scales almost stood on end.

"Alberto, take back your crazy words right now!"

Natasha's eyes flashed with a fierce light as she said, "Otherwise, I assure you, I will personally break off those ridiculous fake dragon horns on your head one by one, and then make you swallow them all, leaving not a single fragment!"

Despite this blatant threat, Alberto remained unmoved, maintaining a calm expression on his face.

"Hehe, let's go then."

He even elegantly combed his dragon horns with his claws, his tone calm yet provocative: "I'll give you ample time to recover, so you won't make excuses about being too weak if you lose."

After saying that, he didn't say anything more, turned around, and walked away slowly with steady and confident steps.

All that was left for Natasha was a silhouette that seemed to carry both invincibility and loneliness.

Seeing his confident and fearless demeanor, Natasha became somewhat suspicious and her anger subsided, turning her into a thoughtful expression.

"Has this guy found some new trump card? Or is he just bluffing?"

She was suspicious.

However, after she rests a bit and recovers some strength, she will definitely teach Alberto a lesson and make sure he gets his head straight, no matter what he has to rely on!

After watching Alberto's figure disappear, Galos did not comment further on the matter.

He turned to Natasha, the golden dragon beside him, who was still furious, and asked, "You and Alberto have been staying abroad for so long, don't your parents care?"

Natasha blinked her beautiful golden eyes and answered in a relaxed tone.

"fine."

She paused, then added, "I already have my parents' tacit approval."

Yes, tacit approval.

She unilaterally cut off the frequent communication, keeping the Fubo Dragon Domain silent, which, in a sense, could be considered tacit approval.

As for the possibility of their parents coming to arrest them and take them back, she thought it was not high.

She is already an adult dragon, and Alberto is also nearing adulthood. Metal dragon parents' desire to control their adult offspring will significantly decrease.

Knowing her parents as she did, she knew they would most likely not come to catch the dragon themselves unless something urgent happened.

"That's good."

Galos glanced at Natasha suspiciously a few times, sensing a hint of guilt in her shifty eyes, but ultimately did not press the matter further.

After a moment of silence, he changed the subject.

"Nasha, that armor you're wearing is exceptionally powerful; is it your own?"

Jinlong shook his head and said frankly, "That was the equipment my father used to use—it has a name, 'The Supreme Dragon Emperor Armor'."

The Dragon Emperor Armor, the One and Only?

The name... Galos's lips twitched almost imperceptibly; he felt it was a bit difficult to comment on.

Natasha clearly knew that the name was far too domineering, even a little embarrassing.

She wagged her tail a little embarrassedly and explained helplessly, "Well... my father, well, he prefers this kind of exaggerated naming style."

"He even likes to shout out the names of his skills with great enthusiasm during battle, and his style is very exaggerated."

Galos was immediately relieved.

He had always felt that Alberto's abnormal personality was purely an individual difference.

After he met Natasha, who was also somewhat abnormal, he began to suspect that there might be some family genetic factors behind it.

Now, he feels he has found the root of the problem.

The old man Alberto was referring to was probably not the orthodox image of the golden dragon as commonly understood.

Hong Tielong nodded and said, "I understand."

After a pause, he stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "Could I borrow this Supreme Dragon Emperor Armor to try it out? I want to experience its amplification effect firsthand."

Natasha was very generous and readily replied, "No problem."

She wasn't worried that Garus would covet this precious piece of equipment.

After all, with his strength, if he really wanted to, he would have had countless opportunities to forcibly seize it. There was no need for him to go through such a long and complicated process, first instructing her in martial arts, then building a good relationship, just to make her lower her guard and offer her the armor.

As Natasha finished speaking...

Golden streaks of light flew out from the gaps in her scales, quickly condensing and transforming in the air into a large number of intricately structured armor plate components. Then, accompanied by a crisp, clean clicking sound of metal fitting together, these components, as if they had a life of their own, adhered to Garus's body!

In the blink of an eye, a magnificent and imposing golden armor was perfectly fitted onto the Red Iron Dragon's body.

The golden armor contrasted sharply with his black and red scales, making him appear even more imposing.

What's remarkable is that this armor fits Garros's robust physique perfectly, without any tightness or discomfort, allowing for free and flexible movement, as if it grew out of his own body.

It has a certain adaptive effect.

Galos carefully sensed it but did not detect any significant increase in strength, speed, or defense. The runes on the armor's surface were dull and lifeless, as if it were just a beautiful decoration.

He turned his enormous head and looked at the golden dragon with a questioning gaze.

Natasha seemed to have expected this, and leaned closer, lowering her voice to say, "It requires a specific password to be fully activated."

Galos glanced at Natasha twice.

He recalled, "I remember you didn't seem to have given any commands during the previous battles."

Jinlong Nasha shook her head slightly, a hint of embarrassment showing on her face, and explained in a low voice, "No, actually I did shout, but every time I shout, I habitually use a soundproofing spell to block out the sound."

After all, uttering such shameful lines in front of her opponent would seriously damage her dignified image.

Galos was speechless once again, gaining a deeper understanding of the unique characteristics of the Golden Dragon family.

Then, Natasha secretly told Galos the password.

After a few seconds of silence, processing the slightly awkward information, Galos flapped his wings and soared into the sky. He took a deep breath, as if to roar out the pent-up emotions in his chest, and then did as he was told to growl.

"Under the heavens! Above the earth! I alone am supreme!"

The moment his words fell, it was as if some invisible switch had been flipped.

Buzz—!

The Dragon Emperor Armor covering him suddenly burst forth with dazzling golden light.

The runes on the surface of the armor lit up rapidly, one after another.

The amplification arrays embedded throughout the armor were activated at the same moment, frantically absorbing various elemental energies from the surrounding air.

A vast and boundless power immediately surged out from all parts of the armor, like a flood bursting its banks, pouring into Garos's limbs and bones. He could clearly feel that his strength, speed, dragon energy recovery... all his attributes were soaring at an astonishing rate.

Now, he truly has the illusion that he is the only one who matters.

With this all-around amplification, perhaps he could take the life of the Red Dragon Father and twist off his head.

"It provides such a huge boost to me, it's truly an excellent piece of equipment."

Galos was shaken: "Unfortunately, it will never belong to me."

"However, borrowing this armor from Natasha when necessary should not be a problem."

He did not covet this sudden power.

After a period of initial adaptation and adjustment, I consciously calmed myself and slowly descended from the sky.

Then, just as it had appeared, the magnificent golden armor transformed into streaks of light, detached from his body, and reformed into armor plate components, flying back to Natasha's side, where she put them away.

"I thought you would be eager to experience this power for a while longer."

Natasha put away the Dragon Emperor Armor and said with some surprise.

“It is ultimately an external thing,” Galos said. “It is an excellent tool when it is needed to achieve a specific goal, but in ordinary times, I prefer to rely on the strength I have earned through my own hard work rather than these extra enhancements.”

The armor he had Samantha order wasn't for enhancement, but rather to restrain him.

"That's right."

Natasha nodded in agreement: "I rarely use it either, unless I encounter a really tough enemy."

"However, when it's time to use it, there's no need to be pretentious and hide it away."

As she spoke, her gaze fell in the direction Alberto had disappeared, and a cold smile curled at the corner of her lips.

Time passed quietly. Although thick clouds and flying snow obscured the sun and moon, the subtle changes in the light of the sky still revealed that the night was slowly receding and dawn was approaching.

After a period of rest, Natasha felt that her strength had recovered to about 70-80%.

The anger that Alberto had stirred up burned fiercely once again.

"It's time to twist off all of Alberto's fake dragon horns and use them as decorations!"

She grinned, revealing sharp white teeth, and began searching for Alberto's whereabouts with menacing intent.

However, a few minutes later, Natasha returned, looking annoyed and cursing.

"That wretched Alberto! That coward! What a spineless coward!"

After searching and sensing, she discovered that Alberto was asleep.

After provoking her last night, Alberto strode confidently toward the place prepared deep within Dragon Valley for his slumber.

No matter how angry Natasha was, she wouldn't disturb his sleep.

Alberto also saw this opportunity and deliberately provoked Sister Long before falling asleep, and then happily began to sleep.

"Once he wakes up this time, I guarantee he'll regret his words and actions today!"

Natasha swore through gritted teeth.

Galos reminded him from the side, "Alberto's slumber this time has been deeply accumulating strength."

"After he awakens, his life level will most likely reach level 18. At that time, even if he is still no match for you wearing the Dragon Emperor Armor, he will not be easily suppressed."

Alberto always played the role of a punching bag for Galos, suffering repeated defeats.

But to persevere under his tutelage, to be injured and recover repeatedly, is itself an extraordinary form of training.

In addition, Alberto himself has never slacked off in training, and his physical strength and combat resilience have long surpassed those of other gold dragons of the same level.

This period of dormancy can be described as a culmination of accumulated experience.

Once he awakens, his strength will inevitably experience a leap forward.

"His slumber will last at least several decades."

Natasha grinned, a determined glint in her eyes: "During this time, I also must break through to level 18! Then, the moment he wakes up, I'll rush in and pluck his horns off!"

The idea of ​​staying with Garus grew stronger.

Alberto has grown so much here that Natasha doesn't allow herself to fall behind.

Having made up her mind, she looked at the red iron dragon beside her with burning eyes and said, "Garos, please train me more intensely. In addition to the previous martial arts exchanges and elemental sparring, I also want to train my physique!"

In any case, she could not tolerate being surpassed by her foolish and arrogant younger brother.

"Can."

Galos nodded slowly and agreed.

Time passed day by day.

In Dragon Valley at the border, all dragons, under the influence of Garos, are immersed in various high-intensity training programs. Their physical growth and strength enhancement speed generally far exceed that of their peers who grow normally in the outside world.

And on the vast land of the Serbian wilderness.

The Ironclad Tribe's rule over the Northwest region has become increasingly entrenched. Their iron-fisted order has led to efficient resource acquisition and utilization, with various resources continuously being transformed into nourishment to support the development of the tribe and the dragon clan.

Meanwhile, under the leadership of the blue dragon Zolaya.

With the support of several feudal lords from the Ironforge tribe, the regrouped Dominic Dragon Clan steadily and surely brought the chaotic central region under their control.

At this point, the Ironforge tribe's military campaign once again came to a temporary halt.

The two vast, resource-rich regions of Northwest and Central China have been firmly grasped, and a new round of digestion, integration, and steady development has begun.

However, while the Ironforge tribe was making steady progress, changes continued in other parts of the wilderness.

The Troll King led his forces to attack the Fungus King's territory, but suffered a crushing defeat. The Troll King died in battle in the Fungus King's territory, and his creatures scattered and fled. Afterwards, the Fungus King's territory expanded to the southwest, covering everything in its path with thick fungal carpet.

Thus, only three regional kings remained who dominated the entire Ser Wilderness.

In the northeastern region, the Mountain King held firm to his territory, remaining inactive.

The newly crowned king of mushrooms, which annexed the southwestern region, has seen its expansion momentum slow down significantly after achieving territorial growth.

The Iron King, who occupies the northwest and central regions, is currently content with the vast resources provided by his existing territory.

After the rise of the five kings, the current situation is described as the Three Kingdoms.

With the three regional kings safe and sound, the long-running wilderness war came to an end, and a long-awaited period of peace arrived.

However, the wars among the southern kingdoms became increasingly fierce.

(End of this chapter)