Chapter 364 Beat the Red Iron Dragon cub to a pulp and wipe away his shame!
Several days later.
Boiling seas, raging dragon realms, a secluded island far from the mainland.
The waves crashed against the gray-black rocks and soft sand, creating a continuous roar. As the white foam receded, it left winding marks on the damp sand, which were then mercilessly smoothed over by the newly surging waves.
Along this coastline, two figures strolled against the salty sea breeze.
The man's face was as cold and stern as an ice sculpture, his long silver hair flew wildly in the wind, and his skin was the cold, snowy color of someone who never saw the sun. He wore exquisite jewelry made of mithril and star diamonds on his earlobes and neck, which reflected a bright light.
The woman had a beautiful face with honey-colored skin that glowed with a healthy sheen. A few playful freckles dotted her cheeks. Her copper-colored curly hair was bound and secured by a thin, strong metal wire hairband, which swayed gently with her steps.
It was the silver dragon Adrian and the bronze dragon Serena who appeared in human form.
"The atmosphere within the clan was heavy, like a lead weight pressing down on the deep sea."
Serena's voice was very low, almost drowned out by the sound of the waves, and she whispered with a hint of worry, "Did we... fail?"
She looked at her partner beside her.
Just then, an even more turbulent wave crashed onto the beach.
Before the previous wave has completely receded, the next wave has already surged forward with immense force, one after another, never stopping, making a deafening roar.
Adrian's steps never faltered, his deep gaze lowered as he stared at the waves and foam that formed and vanished in an instant beneath his feet.
How similar is this cycle of rising and falling tides to the rise and fall of the times?
A powerful empire, like a towering wave, inevitably collapses after its peak of glory, turning into a speck of dust in the long river of time.
Even those gods who are revered by mortals and regarded as eternal.
Faced with a broader dimension and a more powerful existence, who knows if there won't be a day when we fall into oblivion?
Often, intelligent beings are not ignorant, but even if they foresee the signs of decline and want to retire gracefully at the peak, they are often powerless to resist and can only watch helplessly as they are swept away by the great waves of the times, step by step toward their inevitable demise.
Silver Dragon remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly shook his head.
"Those dragons who are older than us and know the inside story keep this a secret."
He said in a low voice, "But this silence itself is also a silent declaration."
"The Twenty-Four-Winged Golden Dragon King, who has protected many dragon realms and the metal dragon race for countless years... his current situation is probably very bad."
Decades ago, all the major dragon domains urgently recalled all the metal dragons that were outside.
There is only one goal, and it is absolutely clear.
—To concentrate the power of all the metal dragons and devote the strength of the entire clan to help the Golden Dragon King, who possesses twenty-four wings and symbolizes the strongest of the metal dragons, break through to the realm of immortality.
Over the years, dragons like Adrian and Serena have lived on the magic array nodes at the core of the Dragon Realm.
Through the ritual array meticulously constructed by the Dragon Kings, they extracted a portion of their pure life essence energy and continuously supplied it to the king on whom they placed their hopes.
Such an act would be utterly unthinkable and an impossible feat for the inherently selfish and self-serving Five-Colored Dragon Clan.
However, the unity and spirit of sacrifice within the Metal Dragon Clan far exceeded the imagination of outsiders.
With the exception of a very small number of dissenters, the vast majority of metal dragons were willing to pay the price for it.
In fact, this is not a one-sided sacrifice.
If the Golden Dragon King successfully breaks through, the entire Metal Dragon Clan will receive immeasurable benefits, and its glory will even extend to all races with dragon blood flowing through their veins on the planet Bernardo.
Initially, the ceremony went quite smoothly.
However, a premeditated attack launched by the White Dragon of Ten Thousand Laws forced the ritual to be suspended for a considerable period of time.
Since then, the efficiency of the magic circle in absorbing life energy has declined steadily until finally... it became completely ineffective.
This foreshadows two completely different outcomes.
Firstly, the Golden Dragon King has successfully broken through, and his great power is self-generated, no longer needing to rely on external forces for sustenance.
Secondly, the Golden Dragon King's attack failed, and his condition had deteriorated to the point where even absorbing energy was of no use.
The Dragon Domain's higher-ups remained silent on the specifics of the situation.
However, according to the tradition of the Metal Dragon Clan, if the Golden Dragon King succeeds, the entire clan will celebrate, and the feast will last for months.
However, in reality, after the ceremony concluded, the higher-ups of the Dragon Realm, the older and more powerful dragons, simply announced to all members of the Dragon Realm that the lockdown had ended, and then nothing more was said.
There was no grand celebration, no dragon's roar announcing victory, and not even a word of reassuring explanation.
This unusual silence hung like a dark cloud over the hearts of all the dragons.
The once most optimistic and talkative brass dragons also became taciturn for a period of time.
"The worst outcome is that the Golden Dragon King has already perished and died; he has been in his twilight years for a long time."
Serena let out a long sigh, her honey-colored face showing even more worry.
If the most powerful pillar of the dragon race were to collapse, the consequences would be unimaginable.
In contrast, the empires of mortals, whether exploring the abyss to seize power, waging wars of conquest, or exploring the vast cosmos and negotiating with alien civilizations, all demonstrate a burgeoning ambition and drive for progress.
As one side gains and the other loses, the other gains.
If the dragon race cannot quickly produce new towering giants, their future situation will be precarious.
There's no need to be so pessimistic.
Silver Dragon Edley said, "Failed breakthrough does not necessarily mean certain death."
"With the Golden Dragon King's power and resources, even if he suffers severe damage from the backlash, he will most likely survive, though he will be weak for a period of time."
Serena pondered for a moment and then nodded.
"This is indeed the most likely possibility."
Despite this, the solemn expressions on their faces did not diminish in the slightest.
Once the outside world notices the Dragon King's weakness and silence, probing, coveting, and even provocations from other powerful races will inevitably follow.
In any case, the metal dragons can no longer act as freely as before and need to remain vigilant and cautious.
The two humanoid dragons continued to wander along the coastline.
The waves chased and played at their feet, and as they walked, their steps suddenly stopped.
The shallow sea area not far ahead.
A tall, robust figure stood like a rock amidst the surging waves, gazing up at the boundless, storm-threatening, leaden-gray sea.
Seemingly sensing the gaze from behind, the figure slightly turned its head.
A young face with strong, resolute features came into view. Fine, bronze-colored scales, like natural tattoos, adorned his cheeks and neck, gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.
On either side of his forehead, a pair of majestic dragon horns of the same color, curving slightly backward, revealed his identity.
A strong dragon tail covered with fine bronze scales stretched out behind him, its tip unconsciously slapping the water's surface, creating ripples.
This is a bronze dragon in dragon-human form.
Siano Sheffield.
A robust bronze dragon with a life level of 20.
He shares the same surname as the Bronze Dragon King who rules the Raging Dragon Realm, and possesses a similar powerful bloodline flowing through his veins.
Among dragons of the same age, even the golden dragons, known for their talent, require exceptional individuals to reach such heights at over three hundred years old.
This gives a glimpse into Siano's talent.
More importantly, he has not yet experienced the most crucial dormant transformation of his prime.
Once he completes his slumber, barring any unforeseen circumstances, he is almost destined to enter the legendary realm! Moreover, he is not an ordinary bronze dragon; he is born with special talents that are difficult for other members of his race to match, and he will remain extremely powerful even after becoming a legend.
In his dragon form, Ciano gave a slight, polite nod towards Adrian and Serena.
He remained silent, then turned his gaze back to the deep sea where the storm was brewing, his expression serious, as if he were pondering some weighty question.
Adrian and Serena had no intention of engaging in conversation.
They exchanged a knowing glance, then subtly changed direction, continuing along a path that led away from the figure.
They were unwilling to have much contact with the bronze dragon named Siano.
The reason is simple: he is an extreme figure even within the Metal Dragon Clan.
Compared to his burning, almost obsessive sense of justice, Alberto the Golden Dragon's rebelliousness was nothing more than childish play.
In the general public's perception, bronze dragons are war machines of the good faction.
They possess a more fervent and uncompromising sense of justice than other metal dragons.
They never hesitate to use their powerful strength, and are keen to use the most direct and violent methods to fight against and eradicate what they perceive as evil.
The same applies to Siano Sheffield.
However, what makes him different is that his sense of justice is too pure and too extreme.
He firmly believed that evil must be eradicated completely.
Evil itself must be eradicated completely, leaving no room for leniency.
This applies not only to evil individuals, but also to evil accomplices, henchmen, and even... creatures with evil blood flowing through their veins.
This naturally includes evil dragons whose scales are naturally associated with evil and destruction.
In Siano's eyes, there is no essential difference between dragons that are lawful evil or chaotic evil.
In his eyes, dragons were malignant tumors on this land, objects that needed to be completely eradicated.
What surprised his fellow dragons even more was that, unlike other metal dragons who mostly punished or expelled their fellow dragons, Siano repeatedly killed his fellow dragons.
This extremely ruthless and merciless style of doing things has drawn criticism from many of his fellow metal dragons.
But he didn't care at all and continued to do as he pleased.
Every time he carries out what he believes to be justice, whether the target is his own kind or other evil creatures, the outcome is always... utter extermination, leaving no trace.
【Wrath of Justice】—this is the title he earned with countless lives.
Adrian and Serena both harbored deep resentment towards this righteous wrath.
They firmly believe that the world is not simply black and white, nor should it be judged so simplistically.
While the evil nature of the Five-Colored Dragon is certainly influenced by its innate bloodline, its environment and circumstances play an equally crucial role. The color of its scales and the origin of its bloodline should never be the sole criteria for judging its own kind and deciding life and death.
However, despite their dislike, they couldn't openly criticize anything.
Siano was older and stronger than them.
While the Metal Dragon Clan is united, it also maintains an internal hierarchy based on strength and seniority.
When faced with an older and powerful member of their own clan, they must at least outwardly maintain basic respect and refrain from making unwarranted criticisms.
“Siano…”
After getting away from the beach, Adrian glanced back at the figure that had become a black dot.
"His dormancy period should be coming to an end soon. Once he finishes his dormancy and becomes a legend, given his current style of doing things, he will probably only become more and more outrageous."
Serena nodded in deep agreement: "There are still legendary dragons who can restrain him."
"Once he himself advances to the legendary level, there will be even fewer dragons in the Raging Dragon Domain that can suppress him."
"The existence of such an extreme being is probably more harmful than beneficial to the Raging Dragon Domain, especially in the current situation, as it will bring us more unnecessary trouble."
Just then, Adrian seemed to remember something, and his gaze sharpened.
"If he were to see that little red iron dragon cub, given Siano's code of conduct, he would probably kill him without hesitation the moment he saw him, regardless of what he had done or whether it was good or bad."
Serena chimed in, "That's for sure."
"He cannot tolerate the [innately evil Red Iron Dragon]."
"However, Siano has always been active in the vast seas, hunting down those evil beings in the ocean. Moreover, his period of slumber is coming to an end, and he should not leave the Raging Dragon Domain for a short time, so he will not encounter Garos, who is far away at the border."
Upon hearing the name Garros, Serena's thoughts instantly drifted to the distant borderlands.
She instinctively gripped her partner's hand and said, "Edley, the closure of Dragon Realm has been lifted. We can go back now."
"I miss our Deborah."
"It's been so many years, I wonder how our children have grown up."
"Child..." Adrian the Silver Dragon snorted coldly through his nose.
"What's there to miss?"
“Even without us around, she must be living a carefree and happy life in the border area.”
Silver Dragon said coldly with a stern face, "In my opinion, we should stay in the Dragon Realm a little longer."
Serena couldn't help but chuckle at her partner's insincere expression.
She winked mischievously and said, "Don't pretend in front of me anymore, darling."
"I see right through your little scheme."
"The more indifferent you seem, the more it shows that you actually... miss her terribly! You wish you could fly back right now to see if your precious daughter has gotten fatter, if her scales are shinier, and if she's been bullied by some blind fool."
Before Adrian could retort, she added slyly, "Besides, don't you want to redeem yourself?"
"To be defeated by a dragon much younger than yourself in a sparring match is not a glorious thing. If word gets out, it will really damage your reputation."
Upon hearing this, Yinlong's brows furrowed deeply, and veins seemed to throb on his forehead.
"I... I was just careless for a moment!"
He quickly retorted, then took a deep breath.
"But you're right."
"That little red iron cub should be a young dragon by now."
"Once I get back to the border, I'll have another good spar with him!"
“Last time I was careless and let him take advantage of me. This kind of thing won’t happen again. Considering that he’s still young, I can go easy on him a little. But even so, it’s enough to beat him to a pulp and leave him dizzy and disoriented, so he’ll know how powerful I am.”
He paused slightly, then could no longer suppress his longing to return home.
"Pack your things! We're setting off now to return to the border area."
After some time, at the edge of the island.
Whew! Whew!
Two enormous figures suddenly soared into the sky from the island's dense forest, skimming low over the turbulent sea, their powerful wings carving long white trails of water behind them. Then, their wings beat violently, and they rapidly rose into the air, breaking through the low-hanging leaden-gray clouds.
Two giant dragons, one silver and one red bronze, soared into the sky towards the border region.
On the other side of the island, at the edge of the deep sea.
"The evil in this world is like the silt at the bottom of the sea, seemingly impossible to clean up."
"Dirty, stubborn, and ever-growing..."
"Only through thorough purification can evil be eradicated."
Siano Sheffield's figure still stands in the shallow sea, his low murmur clearly audible amidst the sound of the waves.
"After this period of slumber, once I step into the legendary realm, I will cleanse this polluted ocean and land even more efficiently!"
As soon as he finished speaking, his powerful dragon-man form suddenly twisted and swelled.
A dazzling bronze light burst forth.
A massive, heavily armored, and imposing bronze dragon in its prime appeared.
He didn't roar, but simply gazed deeply at the boundless ocean before his enormous body silently sank into the depths.
The wrath of justice has temporarily subsided.
Upon his return, he will sweep across the oceans and the land with even greater ferocity.
at the same time.
The wilderness of Sel, the tempered highlands.
Iron Dragon Sorog, who had just received a message from his followers, slowly stood up, and a hint of barely suppressed excitement suddenly shone in his eyes.
He had just received crucial information.
In the Marnes Underground City, the family members who are constantly exploring the ruins have discovered clues to a legendary item.
"Garos?"
Sorog called out to his blood relatives in his heart.
However, there was no response from the other end of the mental link, only a quiet and suppressed mental fluctuation.
"It seems he is in a deep sleep; his injuries are far more severe than mine."
Iron Dragon Sorog seemed to be deep in thought.
"Wait until he wakes up before exploring? No, just in case, it's best to continue now."
Sorog quickly made a decision: he would take a squad of elite retainers and personally explore the dungeon.
P.S.: The little one cried so hard today, it was like a demon descending to earth, so the update is a bit late. Also, it's the end of the month, please give me a monthly vote.
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