Chapter 429 The Domain and Characteristics of the Red Iron Dragon

The rising sun cascaded down from the sky.

The light, like scattered gold, fell upon the vast and boundless surface of the Endless Sea, reflecting countless shimmering waves.

Somewhere in this vast ocean, a massive main island stands majestically, like the heart of the sea, surrounded by a cluster of islands of varying sizes.

Despite the surging waves and turbulent tides all around, it seemed as if an invisible force was protecting them, unable to shake these islands in the slightest.

This is the Fubo Dragon Domain, ruled by the Silver Dragon King.

Similar to the Eternal Radiance Dragon Domain, this place is also shrouded in a constantly changing, magnificent aurora sky, effectively blocking any prying eyes from beyond the heavens.

And just as the dawn and the aurora borealis were shining brightly together.

Ovis and his party, carrying the unconscious Red Iron Dragon, traversed a vast distance and arrived at the sky above the Fubo Dragon Domain.

The old golden dragon cast his gaze toward the magnificent main island below, pondered for a moment, and then instructed his two sons beside him: "Alberto, Natasha, you two go to the main island immediately and head straight for the Dragon's Breath Temple."

"Remember, do not mention Garos at first. Just tell them that you were attacked by the bronze dragon Siano, emphasize that the other party was ruthless and that you almost lost your lives, and beg the elders to uphold justice for you."

"Make as much noise as possible so that more people of the same clan will know."

"When an elder comes forward to inquire in detail, then 'reluctantly calm down' and tell the whole story truthfully."

The dragon elders are all experienced and insightful, making it extremely difficult to deceive or deliberately mislead them.

However, the emotions of other ordinary metal dragons are relatively easily influenced and guided.

Old Jinlong was well aware of this.

As for the Dragon Breath Temple, it is the core venue where the elders of the Fubo Dragon Domain gather to discuss important matters of the Dragon Domain.

In addition, although the Silver Dragon King, like the other ancient dragon kings, rarely appears in public, his true form resides directly beneath the Dragon Breath Temple.

Whenever the dragon elders discussed various matters here, the Silver Dragon King was actually listening in.

However, unless it concerns the survival of the Dragon Realm or is an extremely important event, he usually does not issue specific instructions directly.

"Great! We promise to get things done perfectly!"

Alberto and Natasha were immediately invigorated upon hearing this.

These two golden dragons were naturally inclined to stir up trouble, and the old golden dragon's arrangement was exactly what they wanted to do, something they were afraid of being scolded for.

The siblings immediately flapped their dragon wings and flew excitedly toward the main island.

"The dragon has been killed! The dragon has been killed!"

"The noble and righteous golden dragon is about to be killed by its own kind!"

"The evil bronze dragon of the Raging Dragon Realm is going to kill the gold dragon! Are there any dragon tubes left?!"

Before even reaching the Dragon's Breath Temple, the two began to wail and scream in anguish along the way. The shrillness of their cries instantly attracted the attention of many metal dragons, who all turned to look at them with suspicion.

Some of the metal dragons, who were naturally fond of excitement, even flapped their wings and curiously followed behind the two golden dragons.

And so, without a care in the world, Alberto and Natasha continued shouting and yelling, attracting more and more metal dragons that gathered around them, forming a mighty procession that surged toward the Dragonbreath Temple.

At the same time, the old golden dragon did not head to the main island, but instead turned and flew to its own private island.

He decided to first settle the red iron dragon in his own territory.

Before the truth of the matter is fully ascertained, if the authorities of the Fubo Dragon Domain were to detain the Red Iron Dragon, there's no guarantee that radical dragons from the Purification Faction wouldn't secretly sabotage it. Moreover, the old Golden Dragon has a nagging feeling that there's more to this attack than meets the eye, and that it might not be solely the Purification Faction's doing.

The safest option right now is to keep the red iron dragon under our watchful eye.

Soon after, Orvis arrived at his island.

His palace was situated in the center of the island, with a vast, clear lake in front of it.

Instead of heading to the palace, Orvis carried the red iron dragon and plunged straight into the icy lake, continuously descending.

Finally, he led the red iron dragon to a special body of water where the current was completely still.

—A still spring.

This is a natural spring formed by the convergence of the purest water elements and boundless life energy; it is a treasured place cherished by the old Jinlong.

The spring water contains gentle yet abundant energy, which is excellent for repairing severe injuries and consolidating newly broken through realms.

Orvis placed the red iron dragon in the center of the still spring.

The highly condensed spring water, with a texture like semi-solidified amber, completely enveloped and covered the massive body of the Red Iron Dragon. At the same time, the spring water seemed to possess life, slowly and thoroughly seeping into every inch of his wounded body and scales, gently repairing his riddled body at a visible speed.

Orvis gently lifted Red Iron Dragon's eyelids and observed carefully, discovering that the bloodshot color in his eyes had faded considerably.

"Wake up first."

The old golden dragon raised his claws, covered in golden scales, and roared, "Heh, Awakening from a Dream, God-Splitting Claw!"

Snap!

He lightly slapped the side of the red iron dragon's head with his paw.

Hong Tielong, who was in a deep coma, suddenly jolted awake, opened his eyes, and became instantly conscious.

Red Iron Dragon let out a low growl in its throat, instinctively baring its sharp fangs and tensing its muscles, ready to attack the figure that was inches away.

Immediately afterwards, his blurry vision quickly focused.

He recognized that the dragon before him was not his enemy, the bronze dragon, but the familiar old golden dragon, Ovis, and he could clearly feel the gentle energy around him continuously nourishing his broken body.

He immediately withdrew from his attack stance, and his tense muscles slowly relaxed.

"Where...am I?"

Red Iron Dragon stretched his stiff body slightly in the Still Spring, and asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

At the same time, he took a deep breath and focused his mind.

The invisible prison of the mind was once again formed and constructed.

Despite the countless tiny cracks covering the cage walls, making it seem as if it could collapse at any moment, it stubbornly fulfilled its duty, suppressing the madness deep within the mind once again.

The bloodshot color in his eyes faded rapidly like a tide, eventually returning to their former blackness and depth.

Orvis slowly stroked his long dragon whiskers with his claws.

He said, "The Fubo Dragon Domain, within my island."

Upon hearing this, the red iron dragon relaxed, and its massive body found a more comfortable position in the spring water.

"My memory... only goes back to the time when I completely lost my mind during the battle with that bronze dragon."

“I have no recollection of what happened afterward.” He paused, then asked with a hint of concern, “Are Deborah and the others... alright? And what’s the status of the bronze dragon that attacked me? Did it escape or get captured by the Dragon Realm?”

Ovis paused slightly in stroking the dragon's whiskers.

He countered, "You don't remember anything at all?"

Red Iron Dragon slowly shook his head and explained, "I also practiced the Wild Path, and in this battle, I pushed the Wild state to its absolute limit. My consciousness was completely dominated by madness, and I had no idea what happened afterward."

Old Golden Dragon looked at Galos suspiciously, his gaze scrutinizing him.

He knew that the situation described by Red Iron Dragon did indeed match the behavior of dragons deeply immersed in the Wild Path after extreme battles, but deep down he also had a feeling that, given Garros's usual caution, he was not the kind of dragon who would let himself completely lose his mind and even lose key memories.

However, Lao Jinlong did not choose to delve into the matter further at this moment.

Amnesia caused by the fierce battle, resulting in the unconscious killing of a legendary metal dragon, is actually a good thing for the current Red Iron Dragon.

"Deborah and the others are all fine; they were just knocked unconscious."

“As for Siano… he was the legendary bronze dragon that attacked you,” Orvis stated calmly. “For some reason, he seemed to have lost his mind and fought you to the death, ultimately being torn to pieces by you in the battle.”

Upon hearing this, Hong Tielong's face showed surprise.

He carefully sensed his own condition, and after a moment he suddenly realized, "No wonder I feel so weak... It turns out that it's not just the wear and tear caused by the high-intensity battle, but also the huge overdraft brought about by forcibly breaking through the legendary barrier."

Orvis stared at him and said, "To defeat the strong with the weak, to break through in the face of battle, and to turn the tide against a legend."

"It is a pity that the person involved could not clearly remember such a glorious feat."

Red Iron Dragon let out a low sigh in agreement, echoing, "Yes, it's such a pity."

His memory at this moment was indeed shrouded in a thick fog, with many details blurred. He only vaguely remembered that he was filled with rage at the time, his consciousness immersed in pure fighting and destructive instincts, and in the end, he seemed to have torn apart something extremely tough.

The whole process felt like a bizarre yet incredibly real dream.

However, deep within this chaotic "dream," there is a fragment of an event that remains vividly etched into my soul, as if branded with a hot iron.

The first time he was on the verge of death.

A deep, seductive voice once echoed directly in the depths of his nearly stagnant soul, tempting him to offer his faith and soul.

He instinctively cursed the other person and firmly rejected the ominous offer.

However, every word the other person uttered seemed to contain some kind of power that transcended the mundane, breaking through the boundaries of madness and leaving a deep imprint on his memory.

Even now, the words are still clear in my mind, as if they just echoed in my ears.

As for who the owner of that voice was...

Judging from the meaning revealed in her words, and the sense of calling that seemed to originate from the source of her bloodline, if there are no surprises, she is probably the legendary immortal dragon queen who symbolizes evil and chaos, that is, the god of evil dragons.

"I have the blood of a red dragon flowing through my veins, and I've performed exceptionally well, so it's normal for me to be targeted."

"But when exactly did it begin? When did that deity set its sights on me?"

Galos pondered silently, feeling a sense of heaviness.

Deep down, he was extremely unwilling to get involved with any deity, whether it was a righteous god who promoted order or an evil god who worshipped chaos.

The decision to conceal the Immortal Dragon Queen's whispers from Orvis stemmed from a more cautious approach.

Even though he vehemently refused at the time, and even cursed the immortal dragon queen.

However, the mere fact that one can "hear the dragon queen's whispers" and "be personally recruited by the evil dragon god" is definitely not a good thing in the eyes of most metal dragons, and may even arouse great suspicion and rejection.

Moreover, how could he prove that he had sincerely and firmly rejected the Dragon Queen?

Once you become tainted by this evil dragon god, many things become inexplicable, even if they seem reasonable.

If he were to tell Ovis everything now, the old golden dragon might choose to stand on his side based on trust and his own judgment. However, this would also be extremely risky, potentially causing some metal dragons that might have remained neutral or even slightly sympathetic to him to become wary, distant, or even completely distrustful.

"I killed a legendary bronze dragon. How will the Dragon Realm ultimately judge my actions? How will they treat me?"

Garros calmed his turbulent thoughts, brought his focus back to reality, and asked Orvis.

Ovis carefully examined the Red Iron Dragon for a few moments and sensed that the other party seemed to be hiding something unspeakable.

He didn't press for details, but simply replied calmly, "Don't worry, you don't need to be too nervous or anxious."

"Siano has only himself to blame for this incident. He attacked his own people first, so the responsibility lies with him."

"Although he does have some supporters in the Dragon Realm, you must believe that the majority of metal dragons are reasonable and uphold justice."

"Those purifying dragons with extreme ideologies and radical behaviors are ultimately just a minority."

Galos wasn't entirely reassured and calmly analyzed, "However, most silent metal dragons tend to remain silent when facing their own kind who have extreme personalities and loud voices."

“Those minority voices, those that are aggressive, will seem particularly jarring and prominent.”

Orvis nodded slowly, admitting, "The situation you described does indeed exist."

"However, the Fubo Dragon Domain is ultimately a place that values ​​order and rules."

"Reason does not lie in the volume of one's voice. The final decision rests with the council of elders. Those voices that are too harsh or lack reason cannot truly influence the elders' fair decision-making."

After a pause, Old Golden Dragon's tone became more relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face as he said, "Most importantly, don't forget that you just won the championship in the Eternal Radiance Dragon Domain, the Dragon Domain champion that everyone is watching."

"You are so young, yet you have already become a legend; your potential is limitless."

“On the other hand, Siano not only made a mistake first, but also... he is now dead.”

Simply put, living legends are more valuable than those who have died.

While Garros's astonishing potential will certainly attract the hostility of extreme dragons like Siano, it will also garner the appreciation and recognition of many far-sighted dragons.

Against the backdrop of the dragon race's overall decline.

In the eyes of many dragons, the addition of a powerful and promising member of their race is undoubtedly a cause for celebration.

Ultimately, one's own strength and value are the key factors that determine one's destiny.

The situation would have been very different if he had perished in the previous attack.

At that time, even if the Bronze Dragon Siano was at fault, the higher-ups of the Dragon Realm would never severely execute a living legendary metal dragon for the sake of a dead red iron dragon; at most, they would only give him some punishment.

This is also the key reason why the Bronze Dragon dared to intercept and kill him.

"You can sleep peacefully here. Don't think too much. Focus all your energy on shaping your legendary domain and characteristics. By the time you awaken from your slumber, the dust will have settled."

Orvis reassured him gently.

Galos did indeed feel a weariness that came from the depths of his soul, washing over him like waves.

He broke through in battle, but his legendary realm was not yet stable and his foundation was unstable.

The time required for this period of slumber to heal and consolidate his cultivation level will likely be quite long, probably measured in years.

"I have personally experienced the power of this domain several times."

Galos couldn't help but sigh, "It won't be long before I also have my own domain."

"Legend, legend... After a century of time and countless hours of hard work, I have finally reached this point."

A century to achieve a legend... This speed is unbelievably fast for the long-lived dragon race; it's an achievement that allows one to have their name recorded in their heritage.

But judging from his tone, he seemed somewhat dissatisfied with this, feeling that it was too slow?

Ovis's lips twitched slightly. He really wanted to say something, but he held back in the end.

He thought about it carefully, his expression turned serious again, and he solemnly reminded him: "Garos, the power of the domain is undeniable, and you have personally experienced it."

"However, I have heard some dragons older than myself mention it."

"For us dragons, the legendary traits we have developed are very important."

"Dragons' domains are usually related to their bloodline, but traits define the essence of a legendary dragon more than domains, and are more crucial than domains."

"Therefore, never neglect to cultivate your own unique characteristics just because the field is powerful."

Are characteristics more important than domain?

Garos quickly searched his own Dragon Heritage but found no record that clearly supported this claim.

The inherited knowledge does mention that dragons, after ascending to legendary status, can usually awaken far more legendary traits than most other races.

However, there is no clear discussion on whether characteristics or domains are stronger or weaker, or more important or less important.

Hong Tielong looked thoughtful, then said seriously, "Hmm, I understand."

“I will pay special attention to this.”

Old Golden Dragon suddenly raised his head, revealing a smug smile somewhat like Alberto's, and said, "When I broke through to Legendary level, I awakened quite a few traits, which made me stand out among my peers."

After saying that, he thought of Garos in front of him, a monster dragon who had broken through to the legendary level at around a hundred years old, and then he became disheartened again.

At the same time, a somewhat angry message was sent to Lao Jinlong.

"Ovis! Look at the fine children you've raised!"

"They're throwing a tantrum in the Dragon's Breath Temple right now, showing absolutely no decorum or dignity befitting the Golden Dragon Clan, and they're insisting on seeing His Majesty the Silver Dragon King before they'll stop! What kind of behavior is this?!"

Ovis was slightly taken aback at first, but then immediately realized that Alberto and Natasha must have added their own scenes without his permission and had not followed his instructions strictly.

However, to be fair, "make a big fuss" was his original phrase.

Judging from the fact that even the elders have personally sent messages to question him, the commotion over there must be quite significant. These two guys have far exceeded the limits of what he was told.

"Please excuse my poor discipline. It's my fault for not disciplining them properly. I'll go and deal with it right away."

Ovis quickly responded via message.

Then, he looked back at the red iron dragon soaking in the still spring and said, "My companion, Astrid, should be back from outside soon."

"I have already told her the general outline of what happened."

“While I’m away, she will personally oversee the area to ensure its safety.”

"Here, you can rest assured and do not have to worry about any form of retaliation or attack. All you have to do now is to sleep peacefully, recover and stabilize your realm as soon as possible, become stronger, and demonstrate greater value."

Old Jinlong had not anticipated that Siano would be so audacious in launching the attack.

Overall, however, his subsequent handling of the situation was quite prudent and thorough.

This made Galos feel more at ease.

"I'm afraid this sleep will take quite a while."

Galos said, "My blood relatives in the Sel Wilderness will probably be worried about this... Please find a way to reassure them and tell them that I am fine, but I need to go into seclusion for a while."

Old Jinlong nodded and readily agreed.

"Don't worry, I will arrange for Alberto or Natasha to personally make a trip to your territory and deliver the message."

After arranging everything that needed to be explained, Ovis didn't delay any longer.

His massive dragon body swung upwards, leaving the lakebed area where the still spring was located.

On the way to the surface of the great lake, Old Golden Dragon laid out layers upon layers of incredibly strong protective barriers around it.

At the same time, he summoned many elemental giants and ordered them to guard the place closely.

The leader among them is even a legendary being.

Having done all this, he spread his wings and flew high, speeding towards the Dragon's Breath Temple on the main island.

During the flight, he kept thinking it over and gradually came up with his words.

It emphasizes that Siano launched the attack proactively, used ruthless methods, harmed fellow metal dragons, and clearly intended to fight to the death; it also emphasizes that Garos was forced into a desperate situation, broke through to the legendary level in order to protect himself, and was forced to fight back while losing his mind, ultimately killing the powerful enemy.

Meanwhile, in the still spring at the bottom of the deep lake.

Feeling extremely exhausted, and with the gentle nourishment from the surrounding spring water, Hong Tielong's heavy eyelids gradually gave way, and he slowly closed them, falling into a deep sleep.

However, this period of slumber was completely different from his previous ones.

Although the conscious subject has fallen into hibernation, his subconscious mind remains somewhat awake, silently guiding the body in the dream and beginning to shape the legendary realm and characteristics.

Centered on the sleeping red iron dragon, clusters of leaping flames would suddenly ignite and vanish without warning in the surrounding spring water; occasionally, a small, irregularly shaped piece of steel would be created out of thin air and then quietly disappear.

There were no combustibles, no metal raw materials... All of this defied common sense and common sense.

The creation of the legendary realm is a challenge to the existing world rules and a reshaping and redefinition of common sense.

The legendary being has touched upon a sliver of the world's essence and can influence and alter it through domains.

As the time of slumber quietly passed.

In the depths of a hazy, dreamlike state, Red Iron Dragon seemed to relive his countless arduous trials of honing his strength.

Countless sleepless days and nights; sweat pouring down like rain; the hardships of pushing limits time and time again.

Beneath his scales, his powerful muscles underwent subtle and continuous changes, sometimes expanding and sometimes contracting, repeating this cycle repeatedly, undergoing a profound tempering and transformation.

Finally, in a certain instant.

Hong Tielong sensed something deep within his heart, and a sudden realization naturally arose in his mind.

He knew that he had successfully created his first legendary trait, which could also be called a template or a specialty.

Legendary Ability: Might.

—Thanks to countless past trials and explorations of power, the essence of your power has undergone a fundamental transformation, with your basic strength increasing threefold, and an additional threefold increase in power growth efficiency.

One reaps what one sows.

Simple yet powerful.

And this is just the beginning.

In the subsequent dream, Red Iron Dragon seemed to relive the scene of himself struggling to spread his wings countless times, enduring the tearing pain from the wing roots, and tirelessly soaring repeatedly in the vast sky.

He endured wind, frost, rain, snow, and thunder, honing his speed and maneuverability countless times.

Speed, agility... two more legendary traits began to gradually develop and sprout within him.

And this, it seems, is still just the beginning.

It is foreseeable that the number of legendary traits that Red Iron Dragon will eventually awaken will far exceed that of ordinary dragons.

All the hardships he has endured, every drop of sweat he has shed, and every pain he has suffered have not been forgotten by his own body. At this moment, all his efforts will be transformed into tangible rewards, like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon.

(End of this chapter)