Chapter 318 The Power of Blood Explosion: Single-handedly defeating a group of dragons! (Long chapter, please vote!)
The blizzard raged like a raging beast, howling and sweeping endlessly, scattering snowflakes and chill across the vast land.
Garus stood in the center of the devastated battlefield, his body covered with ice crystals and dust.
The challenge was over. He glanced at the unconscious golden dragon Alberto not far away, then with a thought, he deactivated his human form.
After a burst of intense magical light...
The majestic, enormous, and extremely powerful red iron dragon's true form has once again descended upon this snow-covered world.
The intense body heat generated from the strenuous exercise was seeping out from the gaps in his thick scales, clashing fiercely with the extremely cold air around him, making a hissing sound, and rapidly melting and evaporating the snow around him.
Thick white steam billowed around his massive dragon body, making his enormous figure appear and disappear within it.
It adds to the unfathomable mystery and the heart-pounding sense of oppression.
He paused for a few seconds, seemingly thinking about something.
Red Iron Dragon raised its head and looked at the group of dragons that were still circling and hovering high in the sky, filled with both awe and curiosity.
A glint flashed in his eyes, and his detection technique was activated silently. His gaze first fell on the two blood relatives.
[Young Iron Dragon, Health Level: 15]
[Young Red Dragon, Life Level: 15]
The life level of both young dragons has reached level 15, which exceeds the average level of level 14 for ordinary young golden dragons of the same age.
Galos was not surprised by this.
Under his long-term influence, Sorog and Samantha also developed the habit of regularly exercising and honing their skills.
Although the training intensity cannot be compared with that of Galos, it can definitely be described as diligent and hardworking.
Furthermore, as core members of the dragon pack second only to him, the resources they receive far exceed those of other dragons, so it is only natural that they possess such a life level.
Immediately afterwards.
Garros's gaze swept over the young dragons that were still in their adolescence or fledgling stage, and landed on the adult white dragon and several dragons that had already entered adolescence.
[Mature White Dragon, Life Level: 14]
[Young Blue Dragon, Life Level: 11]
[Young Red Dragon, Life Level: 11]
[Young Green Dragon, Life Level: 9]
[Teenager Black Dragon, Life Level: 9]
Without exception, the life level of all dragons exceeded the average standard for dragons of that age.
Galos believes he deserves much credit for this.
A powerful, hardworking leader who constantly pushes his limits will have a profound influence on all his members through his words and actions.
If any of these dragons had even the slightest ambition, and were not utterly useless, they would subconsciously look up to Garus, taking him as their role model and goal, and strive to improve themselves.
After reviewing the situation, an idea arose in Galos's mind.
"All dragons who have entered adolescence or above!"
The red iron dragon spread its wings, raised its head, and let out a deep dragon roar that resounded through the sky.
"All of you, come at me at once! Use all your skills and attack me without holding back!"
"Let me see for myself how much commendable progress you have made after all these years of growth and hard work."
This was not intended to establish authority upon awakening.
Galos's power was already deeply ingrained in people's minds. His imposing, strong, and extremely imposing physique alone was enough to intimidate dragons, without needing to prove it through battle.
on the one hand.
The human form he had just been in gave him a sense of being restrained and oppressed. The battle with Alberto was just a warm-up and did not satisfy him. The surging power within him still yearned for a more complete release.
on the other hand.
He also hoped to take this opportunity to personally verify the attributes of his body after awakening from slumber, and at the same time, to test more deeply the specific changes and synergistic effects between the [Dragon Jade] and [Cold Explosion Scale].
"Great opportunity! Should we wake up now and join the brawl?"
On the other side, Alberto, who was still perfectly playing the role of the comatose man, was once again filled with restless desire, and the tip of his tail twitched slightly with excitement.
"Wait... let's calmly observe the situation first. I've already suffered too many losses."
Thinking of his bloody history of repeated challenges, repeated defeats, and heavy debts, Jinlong's tail, which had just been raised, quietly fell back to the cold ground. He remained motionless and unconscious, deciding to observe from the sidelines for now.
High in the sky, after hearing Garus's provocative and expectant dragon roar, the circling dragons exchanged glances.
They could both see the barely suppressed excitement and the spark of eager anticipation in each other's eyes.
They knew the Red Iron Dragon's power was unfathomable, but it was precisely because of this that they longed to personally experience the awe-inspiring power of the Dragon Lord and measure the gap between themselves and the pinnacle.
Thus, after a brief but intense exchange of glances and silent communication.
Roar! Roar!
Two exceptionally deep, powerful roars tore through the wind and snow, breaking the brief silence.
Iron Dragon Sorog and Red Dragon Samantha, the two largest and highest-level young dragons, did not hesitate at all. They suddenly flapped their wings, like two heavy warships swooping down from the clouds, drawing sharp trajectories to the left and right, their target being the Red Iron Dragon shrouded in steam below.
Following closely behind were the blue dragon Heriam and the red dragon Cahill.
Roar—!
The black dragon Serafina let out a sharp cry, her black wings stirring up the wind and snow as she flapped her wings and followed closely behind, necromantic energy beginning to gather around her.
The green dragon, Ludwig, was a bit slow to act, instinctively wanting to stay at the back and wait for the safest moment to strike.
But he suddenly felt a strange chill on his back and turned around in confusion.
All he could see was the middle-aged white dragon Therese staring at him with her cold, emotionless vertical pupils, her eyes filled with a silent urging and a sense of oppression.
Ludwig subconsciously licked his lips, forced an awkward smile, and then, not daring to delay any longer, hurriedly flapped his wings and sped up to catch up with the black dragon ahead.
Once all four teenage dragons had rushed out...
Therese, the oldest and most experienced of all the dragons, nodded slightly in satisfaction.
She leisurely flapped her wings and followed at the very back of the attacking force, perfectly protecting all the young and teenage dragons in front of her, preparing to assess the situation before deciding how to strike.
The iron dragon Sorog and the red dragon Samantha, standing on either side, cleaved through the biting wind like two unsheathed swords.
Within their dragon eyes, an intense fighting spirit burned as if it were a tangible force.
Garus stood still, his dragon head slightly raised, calmly gazing at the rapidly approaching horde of dragons in the sky.
Sizzle—!
A sharp shriek, like cloth being forcibly torn apart, suddenly rang out. The Iron Dragon Sorog swooped down at a near-vertical angle, its entire body shrouded in a black luster like liquid metal. Its entire dragon body exuded an indestructible texture, and the edges of its fully extended wings were as sharp as two giant cleavers.
Within his dragon eyes, an intense, almost overflowing, psychic energy was flashing and condensing violently.
Almost at the same moment, Samantha, the red dragon on the flank, let out a low roar.
The alchemical runes already engraved on the red dragon scales on her body suddenly shone with a dazzling light.
Then, an astonishing scene unfolded—many dragon scales detached from her body and, as if possessing a life of their own, began to spin and dance around her at high speed, instantly forming a dense, gleaming storm of blades.
Her thick dragon arm suddenly stretched forward, and a complex metal claw sheath was ejected from the tip of her dragon claw.
The sharp claws were spinning wildly at a terrifying speed, emitting a piercing shriek like a drill, cutting through the surrounding air and creating distorted ripples.
Neither of them has yet come to pass.
An invisible yet highly concentrated and dangerous mental shockwave had already struck Galos's mental defenses first.
A mental breakdown!
Faced with attacks from both sides, Garus didn't even flap his wings to dodge.
His dragon eyes narrowed slightly, but otherwise, the mental tearing was like hitting an invisible wall of sighs, failing to cause him any effective damage.
Just as the steel claws, gleaming with dark light, were about to tear apart his chest, Garros suddenly twisted his massive body, and his broad, enormous dragon wings swung out like giant axes, slashing precisely at Sorog with a sharp whistling sound that tore through the air.
At the same time, his left claw rose up with lightning speed.
The massive claw, covered in cold, angular lines, left a trail of afterimages that tore through the line of sight. Without any fancy moves, it struck Samantha's rapidly spinning metal claw with pure, unadulterated force.
Click! Click! Click—!
The ear-piercing, scalp-tingling, and teeth-grinding sounds of twisting and cracking metal exploded almost simultaneously.
Those alchemical claws, meticulously forged by Samantha, crumbled and shattered before the Red Iron Dragon's absolute power.
Clang clang clang clang—!
At the same time, the enhanced dragon scales that swirled around Samantha, attempting to cut through Garus, struck the Red Iron Dragon's scales like a storm, but could only spew out countless dazzling sparks and leave shallow white marks, unable to tear apart his indestructible defense.
Galos remained unmoved, his claws, which had shattered the metal claws, continuing their relentless advance.
An overwhelming and terrifying power surged into Samantha's body through the brief contact.
The red dragon felt an irresistible force coming at it, and its massive body rolled uncontrollably backward, looking quite disheveled.
However, Garus's swift wing slash landed on empty air.
Just as Samantha was pushed back, the Iron Dragon Sorog used the momentum of its dive to roll and sidestep, narrowly avoiding the slashing trajectory of the dragon's wing, and simultaneously circled behind Garros.
Its claws are poised to strike, ready to launch a back attack!
Galus did not turn around.
As the dragon's aura extended, a heavy helmet covered with jagged edges and sharp thorns instantly spread upwards from the scales on his neck, covering his dragon head and revealing only a pair of deep black eyes.
【Starry Sky】 provides a 360-degree unobstructed view, making Iron Dragon Sorog's movements impossible to hide.
The next second, the dragon's tail, covered with layers of thick dragon scales, lashed out from below.
This attack was incredibly fast.
It wasn't until Sorog felt an unbearable pain in his side that the mournful wail of the dragon's tail tearing through the wind and snow reached his ears.
The hardened scales on his body were instantly shattered, leaving a long, shocking dent.
The dragon scales were broken and scattered.
Bang!
Almost at the same moment that Sorog was hit, Garos's body also swayed slightly, as if struck by an invisible whip. A dragon tail-shaped crack appeared out of nowhere on the corresponding spot on his body, and a clear pain was transmitted to his nerves.
Mind Spell: Damage Transfer!
Mind Spell: Pain Sharing!
At the critical moment, Sorog converted and transferred some of the actual damage, thus avoiding the horrific sight of being directly whipped by the tail and having his dragon blood flow freely.
Even so, his fierce dive was still forced upwards, disrupting his rhythm.
Just as Galos was preparing to press his advantage and expand his gains.
Another red shadow burning with flames crashed straight into them without regard for anything else.
It's the Red Dragon Cahill.
BOOM!!!
With a heavy thud, Garos let the wild dragon's body slam into his chest, only taking a slight step back, and some spiderweb-like cracks appeared on his breastplate.
He then extended his massive claws, gripping Cahill's shoulder blade with the precision of an iron clamp.
With a burst of power, he lifted the teenage red dragon as easily as picking up a chick, and then slammed it hard to the ground.
A piercing tearing sound rang out as large patches of scales and flesh were ripped off the red dragon's shoulders.
Thunder Spear!
The roar of the blue dragon Heriam tore through the howling wind and snow.
He hovered above the battlefield, his wings spread wide, influencing the changes in the celestial phenomena.
Sizzle! Streaks of violent, azure-blue electricity appeared out of thin air, like countless angry electric snakes leaping and converging wildly in the air.
Finally, the blue dragon's wings suddenly pressed downwards.
Countless arcs of electricity condensed and compressed, materializing into an enormous lightning spear, wrapped in destructive energy, and shot down towards the unmoved Garos below, like a true divine punishment.
The Storm Dragon's full-power output should not be underestimated.
If an ordinary young dragon were to take such a solid hit, he would certainly not feel good.
Of course, for Galus, even if he could withstand it, it might not be a big problem.
But he felt that if he stayed in one place, it would be too arrogant and disrespectful to these dragons.
Without hesitation, he tossed aside the struggling red dragon Cahill with a claw, and at the very moment the Thunder Spear was about to solidify, he had already anticipated this and shifted to the side.
Whoosh!
The lightning spear, imbued with terrifying energy, barely grazed the edge of Garos's scales before futilely striking the barren frozen ground, blasting a large, scorched crater from which electric snakes spread in all directions.
At the same time.
Having just adjusted their stances, the red dragon Samantha and the iron dragon Sorog once again demonstrated their perfect teamwork, attacking from the left and right like two colorful hurricanes!
Directly in front of him, the red dragon Cahill, who had been thrown around in a daze, with blood streaming from his shoulder and large areas of his scales shattered, was burning with a mad rage in his eyes. He had already entered a state of berserk fury, his body visibly swelled up, and the aura emanating from his body suddenly surged. He charged forward again without regard for anything else, ruthlessly crashing into Garos's relatively vulnerable side.
The three formed a brief triangular encirclement, with one at the forefront, fiercely engaging Galos in combat.
With a thought, two arms made entirely of condensed dragon energy suddenly stretched out from behind him.
With all four arms moving in unison, each attack was accompanied by immense force and a sharp whistling sound as if tearing through the wind.
He fought three against one, yet still maintained the upper hand. On the contrary, the three dragons facing him felt as if they were fighting against a moving mountain with every collision, and the heavy pressure almost suffocated them.
However, the other dragons that had been lurking on the periphery, waiting for their chance to strike, were not idle either.
Death Grip!
Just as Garros had temporarily repelled the two red dragons with his ferocious offensive and skillfully dodged a tiny gap in the iron dragon's self-sacrificing charge, the fleeting opportunity was keenly seized by the black dragon Serafina.
With a hoarse dragon roar.
Centered on the red iron dragon Garos, dense, viscous blackish-gray necromantic energy surged forth like a living thing, quickly forming a huge, illusory, and decaying ghostly hand that gripped its massive body with no way to avoid it.
There was no physical contact, but Galos suddenly felt a chill all over his body, and a sense of weakness arose, as if his life force was being forcibly drained.
But it only lasted for a moment.
The chill receded like the tide, and the feeling of weakness vanished without a trace, as if it had never existed.
【Death Grip】 is a crowd control skill with a strong curse effect.
However, its effectiveness is far less than the curse uttered by the Serpent Dragon before its death.
Galos's astonishing resistance, honed through that curse, greatly weakened the spell's effect. Combined with his own furnace-like, vigorous life energy, he was almost completely immune to it.
Almost at the same millisecond that the necromantic hand dissipated.
The seemingly calm snowfield around Garros suddenly erupted as if boiling.
Thick, green vines, as thick as ancient trees and covered with sharp barbs, broke through the hard, frozen snow and burst forth.
The vines gleamed with a cold, metallic sheen, like countless enraged, animated giant pythons, coiling and climbing toward Garus's limbs and body with astonishing speed, tightening their grip wildly.
Those sharp barbs tried to probe into the tiny gaps between the dragon scales.
It attempts to draw blood and release a potent paralyzing toxin.
However, the second, more robust inner scales on Galus's body firmly blocked all their malicious attempts.
"A great opportunity!"
Therese, the middle-aged white dragon who had been lingering on the edge of the battlefield and silently accumulating power, completed her spell construction.
She suddenly flapped her wings forward, and countless icy blades with sharp edges, gleaming with a chilling aura, converged into a destructive torrent that swept over the crimson iron dragon, which was unable to move.
At the same time, she took a deep breath, her chest expanding.
A cone-shaped burst of frosty dragon breath shot out, heading straight for Garos.
The blue storm dragon Heriam in the sky was also preparing another powerful area-of-effect spell. A dangerous and dazzling thundercloud, constantly flashing with thick electric snakes inside, quickly condensed and loomed over Garros's head like a shadow of death.
The two young dragons that had just been forced back, as well as the enraged red dragon Cahill, roared and charged again!
The battle reached a fever pitch almost instantly.
An all-out saturation attack is about to completely engulf Galos!
"This battle looks incredibly intense. Should I join in?"
In the distance, Alberto, the golden dragon who was pretending to be unconscious, felt the energy fluctuations and dragon roar coming from that direction. His eyelids twitched involuntarily, and he was about to lose control of the fighting spirit within him.
at the same time.
Faced with a combined attack from above, below, left, and right, Galus, who had been using stillness to control movement, finally made a move.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—!
A burst of dazzling golden lightning suddenly erupted from his majestic dragon body, like countless leaping golden snakes, dancing wildly across his scales.
Its already enormous body seemed to have swelled up even more.
The muscular red iron dragon let out a deep and powerful roar, easily tearing apart the tough vines on its body. Then, its huge dragon wings suddenly flapped with all their might.
Boom!!!
The solid permafrost beneath their feet could not withstand this explosive force, and instantly collapsed and cracked in large areas.
His massive, heavy body was instantly lifted into the air! The speed of his ascent was beyond the limits of what the eye could perceive.
The long-breathed thunderclouds, ice storms, and frosty dragon breath all landed on the afterimage he left behind.
Boom! Bang bang bang!
The ice storm carved the ground into a wrecked mess, with deep, crisscrossing ravines; the raging lightning bolts in the thunderclouds leaped and flashed wildly, engulfing the red dragon Cahill, whose senses had become dulled by rage, causing her to let out a painful roar; and the frost dragon's breath turned large areas into ice crystals.
The two young dragons, with their faster reaction and speed, managed to adjust their direction in time and narrowly avoid the figure. Then, they vigorously flapped their wings from bottom to top to chase after the figure in the sky.
But this was undoubtedly a wrong decision.
Galus has reached its peak.
He stopped ascending, his dragon eyes lowered, looking down at the young dragon chasing after him like a moth to a flame.
Immediately afterwards, his enormous dragon wings flapped again, adjusting his direction, and together with the eagle that had locked onto its prey, he crashed down on the iron dragon Sorog, who was charging at the forefront.
Iron Dragon Sorog felt a sudden tightness in his chest, sensing an unprecedented sense of pressure.
Mind projection!
He squeezed out his psionic energy, his body jerked violently, and instantly created three lifelike psionic projection clones whose energy fluctuations were almost identical to his original body, attempting to confuse Garros's judgment.
Unfortunately, under the keen insight of [Star of My Appearance], Garus's gaze did not waver in the slightest.
He locked onto Sorog's true form, and the massive dragon body tore through the atmosphere, plummeting straight down.
Those enormous dragon feet, carrying the terrifying force of descending from the sky, stomped heavily on Sorog's back.
Sorog tried his best to dodge, but Garros was too fast.
boom!
The massive iron dragon was forcefully stomped down from mid-air and crashed into the hard frozen ground below!
The earth trembled violently, as if an earthquake had occurred! A clear, enormous dragon-shaped crater instantly formed, with frozen soil and loose snow surging and spraying outwards like waves.
"I...I think it's better for me to stay in bed."
Alberto, who had just caught a glimpse of this scene, silently closed his eyes, which he had just opened a crack in, and completely gave up the idea of joining the war.
"The more dragons that are defeated, the more it proves Garus's strength and invincibility."
"In this way, even if I suffered a crushing defeat before, or even 'fainted', compared to these guys, the other dragons don't seem to have much right to laugh at me."
With this change of perspective, Alberto suddenly felt his mind clear and his mood improved considerably.
He even began to secretly cheer for Garos in his heart, hoping that Garos could end the battle in the shortest time and in the most devastating way.
In that case...
Having managed to hold out for "a considerable amount of time" under Garus's control, compared to these guys who were quickly dealt with, he could regain a psychological advantage and maintain his pride as a golden dragon in front of them in the future.
On the other side, the other teenage dragons, along with the mature white dragon Therese mixed in, were preparing for another round of magical bombardment.
Chains of Frost!
A natural grasp!
A cage of bones!
Lightning-fast trap!
In the deep pit, the Iron Dragon Sorog struggled, coughing up mouthfuls of blood. He barely managed to raise his claws and deliver a weakening Mind Lock, before utterly exhausted. His head lolled to the side, and he truly passed out.
Ice crystal chains, living vines, pale white skeletons, a lightning net, and an invisible mental restraint... a full five powerful restrictive spells suppressed and enveloped Galos, who had just landed, almost simultaneously.
Magical light flickered and intertwined, temporarily trapping his massive body in place.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Just then, Samantha, the red dragon, seized the fleeting opportunity. With a rapid flap of her wings, she charged towards Garus like a red lightning bolt.
Strengthened by alchemical runes, the claws were like red-hot irons, tearing and attacking Garos's restrained body with terrifying heat.
However.
The scorching heat was quickly absorbed and dissipated by some invisible force the moment it touched Garos's scales. Only the pure physical claw strikes, powerful enough to tear the earth apart, left dents and cracks on Garos's outer scales.
Awooooo—!!!
Despite his injuries, the red dragon Cahill, his eyes bloodshot, let out another deafening roar and charged like a bull from behind Garros!
It seemed that the leader had been successfully contained.
The other young dragons stopped their long-distance pulling and magical bombardment, and instead mustered their courage, flapped their wings, and pounced from all directions, ready for a fierce and satisfying gang fight.
However, when they got closer together, they could even clearly see the tiny scratches on Red Iron Dragon's body.
But then they saw Garos, shrouded in multiple magical lights, suddenly open his huge mouth and smile slightly.
Although there was no absolute necessity to use it, Garos decided to take this opportunity to test the strength of his Blood Burst form.
Thump!!
A deep, muffled sound, like the beating of an ancient drum, suddenly exploded from Galus's chest.
Thump thump thump! Thump thump thump!
The sound became continuous, louder and more urgent!
Like the start-up of a super-giant engine, or like the war drums urging people to charge on the battlefield, it clearly emanated from his strong left chest, resounding in the ears and even the depths of the soul of every living being.
At the same time, centered on his heart, countless bright red energy patterns, like a living network of blood vessels, rapidly spread and lit up along the gaps in the dragon scales all over his body.
His aura began to surge and soar at an alarming rate.
Crack! ... Bang!
The ice crystal chains instantly melted and vaporized, the activated vines broke and withered inch by inch, the thunder net dimmed and dissipated, and the bone cage shattered with a bang... The five powerful restrictive spells crumbled instantly like ice and snow under the sun in the face of the sudden burst of power from the red iron dragon.
Galos was freed in the blink of an eye.
Thump!!
As his strong heart pounded once again, echoing across the sky, all the young dragons rushing towards him felt as if their hearts were being gripped tightly by an invisible giant hand, causing them to pound violently.
An overwhelming sense of panic instantly gripped them.
All the dragons froze at the same time, their scales trembling.
Then, without any communication, instinct overwhelmed everything.
The young dragons, including the adult white dragon Therese, did not hesitate and, even faster than when they arrived, turned and fled in panic.
Only the red dragon Cahill, disregarding everything, charged forward with bloodshot eyes.
In her rage, she had swelled to a size similar to Samantha's, her imposing presence suggesting she could crush mountains.
Then, Garus casually raised a claw and struck her head squarely.
The sound of dragon horns breaking, the sight of teeth mixed with blood splattering, and the total eruption of all the injuries that had accumulated before.
The wild dragon didn't even have time to let out a wail before it crashed to the ground like a puppet with its strings cut, and promptly and completely lost consciousness.
It is quite remarkable that the teenage dragon could engage Garos in a head-on confrontation to this extent.
Wild Dragon's combat capabilities are indeed not to be underestimated.
"That's the second one, keep it up, Garus!"
Alberto counted silently in his mind, even with a hint of anticipation.
Samantha, who was closest to Garros, was also struck by the same attack as the red dragon Cahill, and all three dragons facing Garros head-on were knocked down.
Thump! Thump! Thump!
The oppressive heartbeat, like the footsteps of death, drew ever closer.
As the blue dragon Heriam was desperately trying to escape, he suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes, as if he had crashed into an invisible yet indestructible wall of bronze and iron.
No, to be more precise, it was like being hit by a sudden, broad chest.
Before he could even react to what was happening, he felt a dizzying sensation as his massive dragon body was uncontrollably slammed to the ground by a tremendous force.
Boom!!!
The earth groaned once more as a deep crater was smashed into it.
Thud! Thud!
Immediately afterward, almost without a clear order, the green dragon Ludwig and the black dragon Serafina also met the same fate, falling to the ground with mournful cries like shot-down birds, losing consciousness.
Galos turned his dragon neck and glanced at the mature white dragon Therese.
Before he could give chase, he saw Therese close her eyes, steel her resolve, and deliberately fold her wings, as if giving up the struggle, and crash straight down to the ground below.
Bang!
With a muffled thud, she didn't even need Galos to do anything; she decisively knocked herself unconscious.
Apart from the wind and snow still howling between heaven and earth.
At this moment, the sky and the earth fell into an eerie silence.
The young dragons, who were not yet involved in the battle, circled high in the sky, their eyes wide with awe. Reflected in their dragon pupils was the magnificent dragon figure bathed in wind and snow, so powerful that it was beyond comprehension.
"Deborah, thank goodness I listened to you and didn't rush in to get involved."
The fairy dragon Vera blinked, patted her chest with her little paws, and said with lingering fear.
"Otherwise, we would definitely be in the same miserable state as them now."
She was initially eager to join in the fun, but the red-silver dragon beside her was quick-witted and pulled her back firmly, leaving her only to watch from afar.
"Listen to me more often in the future, and I guarantee you won't suffer any losses."
Deborah, the Crimson Silver Dragon, gracefully raised her chin, her tone carrying a hint of expected composure and smugness.
at the same time.
With a slight tremor in the ground, the golden dragon Alberto seemed to awaken from a deep dream, slowly and leisurely getting up.
He first grimaced and stretched his neck, then scratched his still somewhat dazed head with his claws, his gaze casually sweeping over the various dragons lying on the ground around him.
"Seven dragons attacked one of them, and that was without Galos using his full strength, yet they were all defeated in such a short time."
"Leaving aside the outlier Garos, I am still the most powerful as a golden dragon."
Alberto raised his slightly swollen dragon face and said proudly.
He puffed out his chest, as if he were the victor who persevered to the end, and took the lead in looking down on the other weaklings who were quickly defeated by Galos.
Where has that once proud and arrogant golden dragon gone?
Galos glanced at Alberto, thinking to himself.
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