Chapter 431 Awakening, the Powerful Red Iron Dragon

Four legendary dragons from the Raging Dragon Realm appeared in the skies above the sleeping land of Garos.

Each of them exudes a dragon's might as vast as the sea, and are no ordinary legendary beings.

Leading the group was a golden dragon elder named Kelton, whose body shimmered with golden scales and whose voice boomed like thunder. Beside him was a silver dragon with an elegant demeanor but whose face was now covered in frost. Another dragon was a bronze dragon with sharp, lightning-like eyes. The last one had deep blue scales and spiral horns on its head; it was none other than the rare Sea Emperor Dragon among the dragon race.

Their expressions were cold and stern, and they made no attempt to conceal their imposing dragon might, clearly indicating that they had come with ill intentions.

“Ovis,” the golden dragon elder named Kelton spoke first, his voice booming, “Five years have passed. Your Fubo Dragon Domain has delayed for a full five years. Today, you must hand over Garos Ignas so that we can take him back to the Raging Wave Dragon Domain for interrogation.”

Opposite them, Orvis's massive golden dragon body stood firm, showing no sign of retreat.

On his dazzling golden dragon scales, sacred runes representing vows of honor have lit up one after another, radiating a firm and holy light.

His partner, the legendary Sanda fighter Estelle, was positioned to his side and slightly behind.

Her body was enveloped in a tangible dragon aura that burned fiercely, and her dragon eyes gleamed with undisguised warlike light.

“Kelton, the truth is far from being known, and I will never hand over Garros to any dragon under such unclear circumstances.”

Ovis's tone was firm and decisive, leaving no room for negotiation.

"A conclusion? What conclusion do we need?! It's an indisputable fact that he tore Siano to pieces! It's also a fact that he has the filthy blood of a dragon flowing through his veins!"

The silver dragon elder let out a grief-stricken roar, his voice trembling slightly with emotion.

"Ovis! How can you disregard the bonds of your own kind and show such favoritism towards a mere iron dragon? What are your true intentions? Are you betraying the common stance of us metal dragons?!"

This female silver dragon is named Finier, and she is the biological mother of the bronze dragon Siano.

As for Siano's bronze dragon father, he died in a fierce battle against the Helmod dragons when he was still a young dragon.

That was a powerful blue dragonflight led by three legendary ancient dragons.

They occupy the Boiling Sea and have long been a major threat to the Raging Dragon Domain.

“Favoritism? I uphold the fairness and inviolable honor of the dragon race, not the so-called stance claimed by some dragons whose eyes are blinded by personal grudges and narrow prejudices.”

Orvis did not back down from the sharp questioning of the silver dragon Finier, and retorted in a calm voice.

At the same time, the golden dragon Astrid beside him let out a nonchalant chuckle and said mockingly, "If you can't discipline your offspring and lead them astray, you deserve to die."

She paused, then her tone became even sharper: "Or rather, you, as his mother, also bear responsibility for his death?"

"After all, it was you who failed to teach him what true justice is, and what fanaticism driven by hatred is."

These words were like adding fuel to the fire, instantly escalating the conflict to its peak.

The grief and rage in the eyes of the silver dragon Finier instantly surged to their peak, and she stared intently at Estrild with her dragon eyes that seemed to spew flames.

"Want to make a move? Perfect for me! My claws haven't been used in a while and are getting itchy."

Astrid showed no fear; instead, she revealed an excited expression, beckoning her hand to the silver dragon in a provocative manner, looking eager and eager to try.

"Gentlemen, we, the five great dragon domains, should be of one mind and share a common hatred for the enemy."

"Why go to war and damage harmony over a descendant with the blood of an evil dragon?"

The deep blue sea dragon spoke in a relatively calm tone, trying to persuade: "Hand over the Red Iron Dragon to us, and we guarantee with our dragon status that we will never abuse him. We will simply take him back to the Raging Dragon Domain so that we can understand the situation from a more comprehensive perspective and quell the conflict."

Ovis shook his head slightly, his attitude unwavering.

He said in a deep voice, "I have made my words very clear. I will not hand over Garros to any dragon."

"Even if His Majesty the Bronze Dragon King, who rules the Raging Dragon Domain, were to come in person, my answer would be the same."

Astrid spat directly at the direction of the Sea Emperor Dragon and said without any politeness, "Stop pretending to be a peacemaker! You barged into our island without any warning and put on this show."

"Is this some kind of attitude of wanting to negotiate? It's clearly an attempt to bully and rob!"

"Enough with the nonsense, let's fight! Stop dawdling here!"

Upon hearing this, Sea Emperor Dragon's eyes flashed with a hint of helplessness. He silently shook his head and said no more.

He had come along out of a desire to prevent things from spiraling out of control, and was considered a neutral party. However, it now seemed that his mediation efforts were ineffective in the tense atmosphere.

"You are protecting criminals! And your children have none of the demeanor and dignity that a metal dragon should have! I think your family's bloodline and ideals have long been corrupted; you are the degenerate members of the dragon race!"

Silver Dragon Finier lost control of her emotions and roared.

Gone was the elegance and composure typical of the Silver Dragon Clan; all that remained was a fierce and malevolent aura steeped in hatred.

The golden dragon Kelton and the bronze dragon elder who were traveling with her also showed hostility, their dragon might further intensified, and the air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder.

Orvis and Estelle were evenly matched, their strong muscles tensing up.

Power surged and circulated within them; they were ready to face battle at any moment.

Just as the two sides were on the verge of war, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and a conflict was about to break out.

"Stop! That's enough!"

"We are both metal dragons, yet we meet here as soldiers—what kind of decorum is this?!"

Powerful auras rushed in from the main island of Fubo Dragon Domain and other directions, quickly landing on the island.

They are the other elders of the Fubo Dragon Domain.

They noticed the unusual energy fluctuations and confrontation in the area and rushed over to stop it.

"Kelton, Finier, the four of you, without invitation or prior notice, have trespassed on Orvis's private island. What is your intention?"

"Is this going to provoke a war between the two regions?"

A senior Golden Dragon Elder from the Fubo Dragon Domain spoke first, questioning the speaker in a stern tone.

The dragons of the Raging Dragon Domain knew they were in the wrong and were momentarily speechless.

But the silver dragon Finier was completely consumed by grief over the loss of her child and raging rage, and she paid no heed to these rules and principles.

She angrily lashed out, whipping her long dragon tail and slapping the air with a piercing sound, roaring, "A mother! Can't she even see the cruel murderer who killed her only child?!"

"My son... Siano...he was torn to pieces! He died a gruesome death!"

"Even if his actions were wrong and he acted impulsively, does he deserve such cruel treatment?!"

Her voice choked with sobs, filled with grief and indignation, as she continued her accusation: "My partner died in battle under the claws of evil dragons for the peace of the Dragon Realm! My son hates evil dragons because of his father's fate, is that wrong?!"

"Now he has followed in his father's footsteps and died because of the dragon!"

"And that evil dragon, whose body is stained with my son's blood, is now living peacefully under the protection of your Fubo Dragon Domain, receiving treatment and consolidating the realm he broke through by killing my son."

"This is a huge joke."

"How can you face your kin who sacrificed themselves to fight the evil dragon by acting in this way? How can you face the justice and honor you believe in yourselves?!"

Upon hearing this, a complex expression flashed in Ovis's eyes.

He understands a mother's pain, but principles cannot be compromised.

He calmed his racing heart, which had been pounding from the confrontation, and said in a deep voice, "Finnie, I understand your grief over losing your blood relatives, and I sincerely sympathize with your plight."

"However, please do not try to confuse the public or distort the truth."

“Garos did not kill your partner, and he killed your offspring only in a desperate act of retaliation! Remember, he was the most innocent victim in this attack.”

"Siano's death was the consequence he had to bear for choosing the extreme path; he brought it upon himself."

Old Jinlong's words were logically clear and resounding.

However, a soul blinded by anger and sorrow is unlikely to heed these rational voices.

If all intelligent beings in the world could so easily bridge the gap between hatred and differences and achieve mutual understanding, then there would be far less conflict, strife, and endless hatred in the world, and it would not be so difficult to resolve.

"Don't give me that high-sounding nonsense."

"Today, I, Finier, must see that red iron dragon! I must personally seek justice for my poor son!"

She swung the dragon's head, her attitude extremely firm.

Just as the silver dragon Finier's words, filled with resentment and determination, fell to the ground...

A sudden change occurred.

Below the legendary dragons, the vast lake, which had been rippled under the pressure of the dragons' might, suddenly began to ripple violently from the inside out without warning!

These ripples were not caused by the dragon's might or the sea breeze confronting each other high in the sky.

Its source seems to come from the deepest part of the lake.

In the blink of an eye, the ripples turned into a surging undercurrent, and the entire lake surface churned as if boiling, with huge waves rolling in.

Buzz—!

A heavy, scorching dragon's might, carrying the clang of metal and extreme heat, soared into the sky from the center of the lake.

This pressure was condensed and powerful.

The legendary dragons facing off in the air felt a chill run down their spines and stopped arguing in unison. With surprised and uncertain looks, they all looked down at the churning lake below.

Splash! ...

The lake surface exploded with a deafening roar.

A black and red dragon shadow, seemingly forged from metal and flames, pierced through the layers of water.

He leaped out of the water with a fierce leap, creating a shower of water droplets that resembled shattered jade.

The splashing water droplets, still in the air, were instantly evaporated by the scorching heat emanating from its body, turning into large swirling white mists that made the suddenly appearing beast appear even more ferocious and majestic.

It was the red iron dragon, Garoth Ignath, located at the very center of the storm vortex.

After five years of settling and transformation in the still spring, the Red Iron Dragon is now completely different from what it used to be.

His black and red dragon scales seemed to have undergone a deeper level of tempering, layer upon layer, flowing with an indestructible texture, covered with countless fine and deep battle marks, telling the story of his extraordinary past.

From beginning to end, his size had reached an astonishing thirty-five meters.

His physique remained incredibly strong, with every muscle containing explosive power, but his overall outline was no longer as overly bulging as before, instead presenting a near-perfect form.

Dragon wings, claws, tail...

Every part of his body seemed to have undergone some kind of subtle adjustment, appearing harmonious and integrated on him.

It doesn't seem like something that evolved later; rather, it's as if it was born perfect.

He was like an iron ingot of excellent quality that had undergone countless forging and polishing processes, finally removing impurities and transforming into a purer and more resilient piece of refined steel.

Red Iron Dragon had only been in the legendary realm for five years, but just by standing there, his dragon aura made the surrounding legendary dragons feel that he was not to be underestimated, unlike a dragon that had just become a legend.

Garros's gaze swept over the legendary dragons, finally settling on the most emotional silver dragon, Finier.

He was not awakened by the legendary dragons.

About a month ago, he naturally awoke, but remained in the Still Spring, carefully exploring and familiarizing himself with the various changes after his breakthrough, consolidating his new domain and characteristics.

He heard clearly all the conversations and arguments that had taken place above the lake.

He felt it was time to step forward and confront all of this himself.

Ovis shielded him from the turmoil for so long, allowing him to steadily consolidate his cultivation level; he did an impeccable job.

Next, it will be up to him to face those conflicts and grudges.

"You...you are Garo Ignas?!"

Finelle's voice trembled slightly with intense emotion.

She stared intently at the red iron dragon that had burst from the water and killed her son, her eyes filled with hostility and pain.

"It's me."

Galos's voice was calm and even, without the slightest ripple.

"You've finally appeared! You evil dragon! I will make you pay for your crimes with blood, and make you pay for my poor son's life!"

Finier let out a grief-stricken roar, and dragon breath rapidly gathered in her throat, gleaming with a dangerous and deadly light.

"life for a life?"

There was no guilt or fear in Galos's eyes, only a deep calm. "Ms. Finier, I understand and sympathize with your pain of losing a blood relative."

His tone remained calm, but his tone suddenly shifted, and his words became sharp as a knife.

"But tell me, what am I supposed to do when your descendant, a noble and legendary dragon, disregards his status, honor, and the law, and launches a vile and relentless attempt to murder me, a junior who has come to visit the Dragon Realm?"

"Should we offer our necks to the executioner and allow him to carry out his evil deeds in the name of justice?"

"Or is it that his murders are justified simply because he is your son, or simply because he is acting under the guise of revenge or purification?"

"My self-defense, my struggle to survive, is unforgivable cruelty?!"

"Besides, why would I kill him and not any other dragons?"

Galos's words were logically clear and piercing, exposing the truth of right and wrong that Finier was trying to cover up with her tragic sentiments.

The legendary dragons around who didn't know much about Garros before were immediately impressed by this young red iron dragon after hearing his calm rebuttal.

Even they, if they were in Garus's shoes, would probably find it difficult to remain so calm.

As the true victim, his ability to respond logically and clearly to such absurd accusations demonstrates his inner strength and clear thinking.

No wonder that old guy Ovis values ​​him so much.

This red iron dragon... is indeed extraordinary.

"You're just making excuses!"

The silver dragon's breath caught in its throat, halting the preparation of its dragon breath, and it spoke in rebuttal.

"Don't you have done anything wrong? If it weren't for the filthy blood of the evil dragon flowing through your veins, how could my son have..."

Finelle was momentarily speechless when asked the question, and could only emphasize her bloodline even more angrily.

“Bloodline?” Garos interrupted her, a smirk playing on his lips. “In your view, the standard for judging a dragon’s right and wrong is not through specific actions and choices, but through its innate bloodline?”

Silver Dragon practically roared, "Yes!"

"Your bloodline dictates that you will inevitably embark on the path of evil and chaos! This is your very nature! Your current calmness and arguments are nothing but a cunning disguise."

Upon hearing this, Hong Tielong not only did not get angry, but instead grinned.

His gaze swept over all the dragons present, and his voice clearly resounded throughout the sky.

"You learned elders should all know very well that the Platinum Dragon God who wields justice and order and the Immortal Dragon Queen who symbolizes chaos and destruction were originally from the same source in a distant era."

"From the perspective of bloodline theory, these two also share the same bloodline."

His gaze returned to Finier, and he asked, "Ms. Finier, according to your logic, is the Platinum Dragon God also destined to embark on the path of evil?"

Isn't it just labeling someone and magnifying a single point endlessly?

This logic was far too simple for him.

Red Iron Dragon spoke without hesitation, and even pushed it to its limit, putting a huge burden on Silver Dragon that could crush any metal dragon.

"You! You...you dare to...!"

Silver Dragon Finier turned deathly pale instantly, her scales trembling with rage, but she couldn't utter a single word, unsure how to refute these scathing words.

Red Iron Dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, and the dragon aura around him subtly diminished, yet became even more concentrated.

He said in a deep voice, his tone like the clash of steel: "I, Galos Ignas, act only according to my conscience, not according to my background."

"Anyone who wants to kill me should be prepared to be killed by me, whether he is a five-colored dragon, a wild beast, or... a metal dragon like you, who claims to be righteous but is just like a dragon."

His massive dragon body moved forward a step, exuding an invisible sense of oppression, his eyes blazing as he stared directly at the silver dragon, Finier.

"Want to avenge your son? Fine, I understand and accept this hatred that stems from blood ties."

"Come on, I'm right in front of you."

“Challenge me, in the oldest and most direct way among us dragons.”

"Perfect timing. With all the elders present as witnesses, I, Galos Ignas, guarantee that I will accept your challenge and engage in a duel where only life and death matter, regardless of right or wrong."

Silver Dragon trembled all over, about to agree.

"Calm down, Finelle!"

The legendary bronze dragon beside her hurriedly tried to stop her.

Silver Dragon Finier is not a dragon elder. Although she is a legendary dragon, her level is not very high. Moreover, she has lived in the relatively peaceful dragon realm for many years and is extremely lacking in experience of real life-and-death battles.

If he is truly provoked into agreeing to this duel, the consequences are unpredictable.

That red iron dragon was covered in battle markings and was also the champion of the Dragon Realm.

Even though it has just broken through, it is far stronger than an ordinary legendary dragon and is not someone to be trifled with.

The Sea Emperor Dragon Elder, who had tried to ease the tension, sighed again, his dragon eyes filled with complex emotions.

He looked at Finier, who was on the verge of losing control, and said, "Finier, that's enough. Let's leave it at that."

“You have met the person you wanted to see. We should return to the Raging Dragon Domain. Continuing this entanglement will only bring shame to the dead and plunge the living into a deeper cycle of pain and hatred.”

Sea Emperor Dragon then turned his gaze to Red Iron Dragon and said in a solemn tone, "Garos... what you said is not without reason."

"I can also see that you are no ordinary evil dragon, but once the seeds of hatred are sown, they are hard to eradicate. I hope you will be careful and behave yourself."

These words, on the surface, are a warning, but upon closer examination, they also contain a hint of well-intentioned reminder.

Galos nodded slightly in response, without saying anything more.

Silver dragon Finier stared intently at Garos. Then, without a word, she flapped her wings and flew away into the distance without looking back. The other dragons also departed one after another.

The island has returned to peace.

A legendary conflict that nearly erupted was ultimately brought to a close with the appearance of Galos and his uncompromising attitude.

The tense atmosphere gradually returned to normal.

"Your dragon might is quite fierce. It seems you've gained a lot." The old golden dragon looked at Garos and asked curiously, "How many traits did you develop? Five? Six?"

Red Iron Dragon spread its wings, nodded, and said, "Hmm, more or less."

He did not give specific figures.

(End of this chapter)