Chapter 401 Red Iron and Crimson Silver, The First Time for an Adult Dragon

A month has passed quietly.

On this day, a majestic black dragon shadow suddenly tore through the swirling snow and soared freely in the high sky.

The crimson, blood-red wing membranes stretched to their limit, forming a wingspan of a terrifying hundred meters, resembling a burning cloud of blood.

He danced wildly in the frigid high sky, his movements domineering yet fluid.

As one sonic boom after another erupted behind it, the massive dragon body vanished from its spot in an instant, leaving only an echoing roar, and the next moment it appeared on the other side of the distant horizon.

Its speed was so fast that it exceeded the limits of what ordinary creatures could perceive with their naked eyes. All that could be seen was a scorching, crimson tail flame that seemed to tear the sky apart, which lingered for a long time.

This high-speed flight lasted for about half an hour.

Afterwards, the Red Iron Dragon slowly reduced its speed as if it hadn't had enough, folded its wings, and swooped down towards the bottom of Dragon Valley.

The pair of crimson wing membranes gradually closed up, adhering to the sides of the strong body, restoring the seemingly normal dragon wing form.

In addition, he was wearing a heavy suit of armor that was entirely black and had a cold, hard design.

The armor did not appear cumbersome at all; on the contrary, it accentuated his imposing and extraordinary presence, exuding a fierce aura.

However, his life force at this moment was not as strong as usual, only maintaining a level of around 18.

That was the [Binding Armor] that the red dragon Samantha had crafted for him.

It was forged from several incredibly heavy and exceptionally strong magical metals.

The alchemical matrix engraved inside and outside the armor can more effectively suppress dragon energy. Structurally, it is based on the Golden Dragon's Sovereign Dragon Emperor Armor, and uses a split design that is more convenient to wear and remove. It is engraved with a large number of alchemical arrays inside and out, and deploys super-heavy arrays. Moreover, it can change to a certain extent according to the body size.

It provides Galos with additional defense.

In addition, its suppression and restraint also enhanced the training effect of Galos.

However, he doesn't plan to wear this thing all the time except when he's exercising.

It is too bulky, and although it has some defensive effects, it is not as good as Garoth's previous Cold Scale overall. Its main function is to suppress its own power.

As for relying on it to play dumb and outsmart others...

Galos had a similar thought in the past, but it was more of a self-deprecating joke.

He had no real interest in it deep down.

A real tiger, even if disguised as a pig, might not be able to be eaten; and there's even less need to go to great lengths to deal with those fake tigers.

"My maximum speed is more than double what it was before I fell asleep."

"Even now, wearing this binding armor, I'm faster than when I was going all out before."

Red Iron Dragon exhaled a scorching breath, which condensed into white mist in the air. He calmly thought to himself, "If I were to face Dominic, the Blue Dragon leader in his prime, even if he immediately transformed into his elemental form and fled without looking back, he would not be able to escape my pursuit."

At this moment.

Seeing that he had finished his aerial training, Deborah, the crimson-silver dragon who had been waiting silently to the side, gently spread her long and beautiful wings and landed opposite him like a light feather.

She looked as if she had taken great care of herself.

The already beautiful scales looked as if they had been carefully polished, smooth and clear, shimmering with a charming luster that blended honey and silver. Not even a speck of dust could be found between the gaps in the scales. Overall, they looked clean and flawless, breathtakingly beautiful.

Even those who are not dragons can appreciate her beauty.

Even more unusual was that she wore some gorgeous yet understated jewelry.

A gold necklace with exquisite patterns encircled her slender neck, a silver headband tied at the base of her rugged dragon horns, and delicate honey-colored anklets fastened to her wrists.

The jewelry sparkled on her, making her even more radiant.

Standing opposite the red iron dragon, Deborah lowered her head slightly, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

She seemed to have mustered up the courage to say something, but when the words reached her lips, she found it difficult to speak, turning into a faint hesitation.

Hong Tielong's gaze shifted away from the meticulous details of her appearance.

He grinned and teased, "Dressed up so nicely?"

"Deborah, you're not trying to seduce me into doing evil, are you? I must remind you, according to the age calculation of dragons, I'm still two years away from officially entering adulthood."

On the other side, Deborah's mask, covered in fine scales, instantly became scorching hot, as if steam was about to rise from it.

"Insolence! You rude fellow! What...what nonsense are you spouting!"

As if her tail had been stepped on, she glared at the red iron dragon in embarrassment and anger, no longer caring about what she originally wanted to say. She suddenly spread her wings and flew back to the depths of Burning Steel Fortress as if fleeing, hiding herself and disappearing without a trace.

At the bottom of the valley, Garos watched the Crimson Silver Dragon's hasty retreat and couldn't help but chuckle.

"It seems I was right. I'm not the only one who feels restless and repressed because of growing up."

He understood.

After that, Red Iron Dragon did not choose to go into the fortress to retrieve Deborah.

Focusing on your own improvement is more important.

He quickly cleared his mind of the distracting thoughts, regained his focus, and then, wearing the heavy binding armor, began various forms of training at the bottom of the valley.

As time quietly passed, the sky over the border area gradually darkened.

The deep night enveloped the world.

call--!

Just then, a golden meteor streaked across the dark night sky, rapidly approaching the direction of Dragon Valley.

Only when you get close can you see that it is a giant dragon with a strong and majestic body, its entire body covered in golden dragon scales.

It was Alberto the Golden Dragon.

His size had increased considerably since the last time Garos saw him, and he was even stronger than a red dragon of the same size. He exuded a fierce and powerful aura, making him stand out from the crowd.

Upon seeing the red iron dragon exercising below, the golden dragon's eyes suddenly lit up.

He immediately changed course and quickly landed near Galus.

"Hey! Galos, long time no see!"

The golden dragon raised its head, and on its head, there were four pairs of dragon horns, like a magnificent crown, which were particularly eye-catching.

Red Iron Dragon glanced at him, his gaze lingering for a moment on the overly magnificent dragon horns.

He asked calmly, "Didn't your sister Natasha pluck off all those extra horns you have?"

Upon hearing this, Alberto the Golden Dragon simply chuckled dismissively: "Her? She's not worth mentioning."

Why not just tear it off and put it back?

It's no big deal.

He added in his mind.

Ever since he 'grew' these majestic dragon horns, Alberto has found that wherever he goes, he receives more attention and amazement than ever before, even looks of awe. This has undoubtedly strengthened his resolve to continue maintaining this image.

In any case, apart from a few giant dragons, other creatures simply cannot tell the difference between the real and the fake.

"After your slumber this time, apart from your larger size and some changes in your scales and wings, it seems... your life force hasn't increased much?"

Alberto scrutinized the red iron dragon, his eyes gleaming.

After hearing that Red Iron Dragon had awakened, he made a special trip to the border region. One of his main purposes was to see with his own eyes how much his opponent, who had repeatedly defeated him, had grown after this long slumber, so as to compare it with his own improvement after his slumber.

However, based on my initial perception, the opponent's aura doesn't seem to be very strong.

Although Garos did look more imposing, and his jet-black armor was quite impressive, the intensity of the life force he exuded didn't seem to be much different from before he fell asleep.

"Yes, it's about the same as what you sensed."

Hong Tielong nodded, without denying it.

At the same time, some uncontrollable thoughts involuntarily surfaced in Jinlong's mind.

Everyone else is level 18, but after I woke up this time, I have truly mastered several powerful skills, which is a far cry from what I used to be.

Perhaps... now is the perfect opportunity to clash with Garus and avenge our previous defeat?

Alberto felt increasingly motivated as he thought about it.

He disliked idle chatter, took a sudden step forward, stared intently at the red iron dragon, and solemnly announced.

"Garos! I, Alberto, hereby formally challenge you!"

After saying that, he quickly and cautiously added, "On the condition that you don't use that special state where your whole body is covered in red lotus patterns!"

Hong Tielong had no reason to refuse such a request.

He nodded again, indicating his acceptance.

Two minutes later, the two quickly finalized the details of the challenge and the stakes.

Similar to the previous pattern, if Alberto loses, he will have to shoulder the debt he just managed to pay off, and the amount will be even heavier than before; as for the price of Garros losing... he actually doesn't quite remember what he just casually agreed to, after all, in his opinion, the possibility is extremely slim, almost non-existent.

“Let’s go up to the sky and fight, so as not to destroy your Dragon Valley.”

With excitement and anticipation in his eyes, the golden dragon Alberto flapped its wings and took off first, assuming a battle stance in the night sky.

On the ground, Red Iron Dragon looked up at him, a slow smile spreading across his face.

"Alright, then let me take off this cumbersome armor first."

Clang! Clang! Clang!

With a slight sway of his body and contraction of his muscles, one after another, incredibly heavy pieces of steel armor detached from his body, crashing heavily onto the solid ground at the bottom of the valley with a dull, thunderous roar, even creating huge craters and radial cracks in the ground.

Soon, the last piece of shoulder armor fell to the ground.

Garros revealed his dragon body covered in black and red scales and battle markings. At the same time, he was like a raging beast that had broken free of its shackles, and a life force and dragon might far stronger and more terrifying than before spread out as if they were tangible.

The surrounding air seemed to freeze at that moment.

Alberto's level 20 life level was too high for his perception to detect precisely.

However, at this moment, he clearly realized that Galos's true level must far exceed his own!

Under the powerful dragon might of Garus, he felt waves of trembling in his heart.

His keen senses reminded him that if the opponent was an enemy, it would be best to start running away immediately or seek help from his legendary dragon elder.

He had only felt a similar sense of oppression from the dragons who had truly stepped into the legendary realm when he was in the Dragon Domain.

And beneath the legend, no dragon had ever given him such a feeling.

"I'll let you make the first move, come on."

Red Iron Dragon shook his thick neck, making a slight grinding sound, and said in a calm tone.

Alberto, suspended in mid-air, took a deep breath of the cold air, as if he had made up his mind.

Then, under Galos's watchful gaze, he... decisively abandoned all fighting stances and quickly descended back to the ground.

He stood still, his gaze stern and his expression dignified, and spoke in a deep voice.

"I, Alberto Aurelius, concede defeat!"

If you only look at his upright posture and determined gaze, and can't hear his voice, you might think he's making a bold declaration of war.

Galos: "Why not actually give it a try? Perhaps there's a chance?"

Alberto replied firmly: "If I don't try, I give up."

Galos: "I just finished a high-intensity workout and I'm exhausted right now, so you actually have a chance."

Alberto said expressionlessly, "No chance. I concede."

Galos said with a hint of mockery, "Where did your confidence and arrogance as a golden dragon go?"

Alberto remained straightforward: "If it's gone, I admit defeat."

He was determined not to let Hong Tielong actually make a move, no matter what.

Otherwise, I estimate I'll have to lie in bed for a very long time.

Garos shook his head regretfully: "I should have taken off my armor during the battle and given you a surprise."

That's probably not a surprise, but a terrifying experience that could leave a psychological scar... Alberto thought to himself.

"Alas, when will I ever fulfill the vow I made in my youthful ignorance..."

Thinking that he had suddenly taken on an even heavier debt, Alberto Jinlong looked up at the night sky, his eyes filled with melancholy about the uncertain future.

However, reminded by the oath, his indomitable spirit quickly regained its edge.

He didn't consider any possibility of taking shortcuts, but instead rallied his spirits, silently walked aside, and threw himself back into high-intensity training.

Even if this still doesn't allow him to surpass the monster Garros, at least it will make him stronger.

Powerful enough to surpass most other dragons!

Suddenly, Jinlong realized that the niche theory that Bailong Therese had once mentioned made a lot of sense.

Since they couldn't get revenge on Garus, it seemed like a pretty good option to use the motivation from the bullying they suffered there to bully other dragons who were weaker than themselves.

Thinking this, Alberto's frustration vanished instantly, replaced by even greater excitement and surging enthusiasm, as he poured out his sweat and golden light under the night sky.

After a period of time.

Red Iron finished all his planned workout for the day, while Golden Dragon Alberto continued obsessively, seemingly tireless.

Galos had no interest in competing with him.

After completing his daily plan, he stopped decisively and flew back to Burning Steel Castle.

Inside the magnificent and warm palace.

Red Iron Dragon lay prone on a bed made of a vast amount of gold coins, various gems, and all sorts of magical precious metals. With a casual flick of his nimble tail, he tossed several high-quality magical gems to his mouth, then chewed and swallowed them like candy, as a small energy replenishment after his daily high-intensity training.

Such extravagance would be impossible for him to afford if his territory were not rich in resources.

Not long after.

Red Iron Dragon adjusted to a more comfortable position, curling its tail under its head, ready to sleep and get some rest.

But at that moment, the scales covering his eyelids twitched slightly, as if he had keenly sensed something.

Red Iron Dragon raised his head and looked at the huge and heavy metal door of the palace.

Squeak...

With a soft but clear scraping sound, the door was slowly pushed open a crack from the outside, and then an elegant and beautiful figure slipped in silently.

It is the Crimson Silver Dragon Deborah.

She came in with light, almost silent steps.

However, just as she stepped completely into the room, the long dragon tail swept across with lightning speed, as if it had eyes.

"oops!"

A soft gasp of surprise rang out.

The fairy dragon, which was originally invisible, was swept out by the tail. It tumbled several times in the air before being caught by the red silver dragon's tail and thrown out the door.

Immediately afterwards, the Crimson Silver Dragon's tail swung around again.

The metal door was tightly shut, and she then cast many sealing spells to completely isolate the inside from the outside.

After doing all this, the Crimson Silver Dragon Deborah acted as if nothing had happened.

She approached gracefully and stopped in front of the bed piled high with treasure.

The crimson-silver dragon lowered its long neck slightly, its eyes meeting Garos's, a look that was both tender and boldly inviting.

She didn't speak, only exhaled softly.

The breath carried the scent of the metallic dragon, brushing against the red iron dragon's nostrils and visor.

Then, Red Iron Dragon let out a low breath from his throat.

"Have you made up your mind?"

"Um."

The crimson-silver dragon responded softly.

After that, Red Iron Dragon didn't say anything more, only responding with gestures.

His tail, which he had been using as a pillow, loosened and wrapped around the red-silver dragon's ankle.

The dragon scales touched, making a soft rustling sound.

The Crimson Silver Dragon did not resist; instead, it took another step forward, bringing the two dragon bodies close together, their scales touching each other, so that she could clearly feel the heartbeat coming from beneath the Red Iron Dragon's chest.

Restless and fiery.

The Red Iron Dragon lowered its massive head, its nose brushing against the scales on the side of the Silver Dragon's neck.

At the same time, the Crimson Silver Dragon raised its forepaw and gently placed it on the Red Iron Dragon's broad and solid shoulder blade, its sharp claws retracting as it carefully sensed the bulging power beneath the other's scales.

The gold coins and gems rustled and slid together, producing a crisp and melodious accompaniment.

The crimson dragon wings slowly unfurled and grew larger, not for soaring, but to close like a curtain, carrying an undeniable posture of protection and possession, enveloping both figures within and blocking outside prying eyes.

(End of this chapter)