Chapter 374 Yet another patricide without regret
As night deepened, it permeated the sky above Dragon Valley.
Not long after, in a spacious and comfortable bedroom deep within the Steel Fortress, the Crimson Silver Dragon Deborah, who had been resting for quite some time, slowly awoke.
"That damned Garos, he's a tireless monster!"
Feeling the lingering soreness in his muscles, the Crimson Silver Dragon couldn't help but grimace and mutter a complaint.
She carefully moved her stiff limbs, then tiptoed out as quietly as possible, intending to sneak out for some fresh air.
"Deborah, you're awake!"
Just then, a clear and cheerful voice rang out.
The fairy dragon Vera flapped her translucent little wings and slipped in through an open window.
At this point, the epic battle between the Red Dragon Queen and the Iron King had already come to an end.
Having had her fill of fun, Samantha the Red Dragon bid farewell to the Fairy Dragon and set off back to the Wilderness of Sel to manage the alchemy industry.
The ever-energetic and playful fairy dragon felt a little bored after Samantha left, so he naturally thought of going to find Deborah, only to witness the Crimson Silver Dragon just awakening.
"Vera, you've come at the perfect time."
The Crimson Silver Dragon lowered its voice and asked, "Garos... is he still training outside? Hmph, that evil Red Iron Dragon, if he sees I'm awake, he might force me to train again."
The fairy dragon Vera blinked.
She hesitated for a second or two, then said with a grin, "No, no! Galos finished training a long time ago and is resting now. He's sleeping soundly, so it'll be perfectly fine for you to go out now. Don't worry!"
A hint of suspicion flashed in Deborah's eyes, but she did not immediately lower her guard because of Vera's words.
After all, she knew very well how much her friend loved playing pranks.
However, in the instant Deborah hesitated, the fairy dragon Vera's smile vanished, replaced by an extremely serious and righteous expression. She said, "Deborah! We must face reality! The Red Iron Dragon is far too evil these days! Today he forces you to train, and tomorrow that brutal rule might descend upon me!"
"Don't worry, I, Vera, will always stand firmly by your side and become your most reliable ally."
"Let us unite against his tyranny!"
Hearing Vera's impassioned declaration of alliance and seeing her incredibly sincere eyes, the Crimson Silver Dragon lowered his guard and nodded with gratitude.
"Very well! Vera, from this day forward, you are my most steadfast ally in my fight against the tyranny of Garus!"
She mustered her courage again, stepped out of the magnificent gates of Burning Steel Fortress, and then, clinging to the edge of the high platform, peeked out with only half her head and a pair of eyes, secretly observing the situation in the valley below.
However, what was reflected in the Crimson Silver Dragon's vision was not the scene Vera had described at all.
The dark red figure, with muscles so bulging they made the dragon's heart tremble, was undergoing a vigorous and intense workout at the bottom of the valley, accompanied by muffled, thunderous roars.
The sweltering heat even distorted the surrounding air!
"Vera?!"
The Crimson Silver Dragon's heart clenched, and he practically forced those two words out of his throat.
She abruptly turned her head and looked at the spot where the fairy dragon had been, only to find that the dragon had long since vanished, leaving only a faint illusion of Vera rolling on the ground and making faces at her. At the same time, the little rascal's smug, clear shouts echoed in the air.
"We've been tricked! We've been tricked!"
"Hehehe~ This time it's the clever Vera's victory!"
Clearly, the fairy dragon was playing a prank on itself.
"Ah! I actually got fooled by Vera!"
The Crimson Silver Dragon flicked its tail in anger and frustration, regretting that it had failed to see through Vera's not-so-clever trick due to physical exhaustion and lack of concentration.
She and the fairy dragon often played various games and competed.
Playing pranks on each other is also part of daily entertainment.
Because the Crimson Silver Dragon is usually more perceptive and sensitive, in most past encounters, it was the oblivious Fairy Dragon that suffered the most.
However, this time...
Because of his lack of concentration, Vera managed to turn the tables on him.
Quickly regaining her senses, Deborah immediately held her breath, turned around, and prepared to slip back into the depths of the fortress as fast as possible, pretending that she had never woken up and had never come out.
However, her claws had only taken a few steps.
call--!
A sudden gust of wind blew in.
Immediately afterwards, the Crimson Silver Dragon's vision was completely filled by a huge, thick, brand-red iron wall.
Upon closer inspection, the iron wall was covered with layers upon layers of dragon scales, like metal armor plates that had been forged through countless hammer blows.
It is the scales of Galus.
Deborah didn't have time to make an effective dodge, and with a clang, she crashed headfirst into Garros's broad, hard chest.
The result is obvious.
Galus's massive body remained completely still, as if he had collided with a mountain rather than a dragon.
The Crimson Silver Dragon cried out, its vision blurred by the shock, and it staggered back several steps, almost falling to the ground.
She shook her slightly dizzy head, looked at the red iron dragon that was completely blocking her way, and forced a guilty smile.
"Garos, what a coincidence."
"I... I haven't fully rested yet. I just woke up and came out for a walk to stretch my legs."
"Just keep going, keep exercising, you don't need to worry about anything."
Before she could finish speaking, her voice suddenly turned into an infinitely drawn-out scream.
The massive red iron dragon stretched out its giant claws, grabbed its target, and hoisted the comparatively small red silver dragon onto its back.
Then, his enormous wings suddenly spread out, and carrying the crimson silver dragon on his shoulder, he landed at the training ground at the bottom of the valley!
“Deborah, you shouldn’t be so lazy. Now that you’re awake, let’s continue.”
"I will push you hard!"
Red Iron Dragon transforms into a devilish coach, his demeanor and movements filled with aggression and aggression, once again forcing Red Silver Dragon to train with him.
He was somewhat rude and did not tolerate any laziness or backing down.
Strangely, after her initial helplessness, Deborah, the Crimson Silver Dragon, found herself not to dislike Garros in this state; his undeniable domineering presence actually possessed a unique charm.
As the workout continued, a wave of fatigue washed over me again.
But Deborah's mindset is slowly changing; she is beginning to adapt to and accept this forced growth.
She majored in the magic route, focusing on the study and application of magic.
However, for any dragon, a stronger body is absolutely not a bad thing.
Moreover, although Galos was demanding, he was not without limits. He did not make her overtrain to the point of damaging her physical foundation, but rather challenged her inertia and limits.
Meanwhile, far from Dragon Valley, in the snow and wind.
The mature blue dragon Zoraya flapped her wings like a blue lightning bolt tearing through the sky, swiftly crossing the turbulent Estonian River and soon arriving at the border area shrouded in wind and snow.
"The King of Molten Iron, according to intelligence, should be a fire-type or fire-related dragon."
"Why would he be willing, or rather, choose to live in such a cold environment? It doesn't match his inherent strength attributes."
Zolaya tore through the thick curtain of snow and wind in front of her, her mind involuntarily recalling all the intelligence she had gathered.
"There are rumors that he conquered the phoenix, who reveres beauty, with just his looks and temperament."
"Rumors say that he is the son of the mad king Gorsas, and that he is cruel and ruthless, and that he committed patricide without any remorse."
"Rumor has it that he merely shook his dragon body, and the map kings of the Northwest region chose to submit and pledge allegiance."
“There are even more outrageous rumors that he is very, very young, and is currently just a young dragon.”
“.”
Such rumors are widespread in the Sel Wilderness community.
"Most of them are exaggerated, especially the rumor that he is just a young dragon... It's ridiculously fake."
Zoraya inwardly scoffed.
"Only those short-lived races that have never truly understood dragons would make such assumptions."
"A dragon lord who can kill Gorsas and rule a region, no matter how talented, must be at least a long-term adult or just entering his prime. He cannot be a young dragon."
"However, on the other hand, those rumors are probably not entirely unfounded."
She calmly pondered: "This King of Molten Iron must have many unique qualities that would shock and impress other creatures, otherwise so many legendary rumors would not have arisen."
Thinking of this, the blue dragon Zoraya couldn't help but feel an even stronger curiosity about this red iron dragon she had never met before.
She grew up among the Dominic dragon herd and is a direct descendant of the herd's leader.
Thanks to her superior bloodline and rare mutated talent, the strength she can unleash in battle always surpasses that of other blue dragons of the same level, and the speed at which her life level increases also exceeds that of ordinary blue dragons.
Her father, Perest, the Thunderheart, had made that assertion himself.
Given a few hundred more years to grow and hone her skills, her future achievements will surely surpass her own.
At that time, Zoraya will become the new and more powerful leader of the Dominic dragon pack.
Therefore, it is conceivable that Zolaya, who has always been proud and arrogant and looks down on other dragons of the same age or level, was shocked and curious after hearing about the Red Iron Dragon's exploits.
"I will soon be able to verify the truth of those rumors with my own eyes."
Blue Dragon gathered his scattered thoughts and, following the coordinates provided by Iron Dragon Sorog, sped towards the location of Dragon Valley.
After a period of time.
On a vast, boundless snowfield, the outline of a valley standing on the earth gradually came into view of the blue dragon Zoraia.
Even from a considerable distance, she could vaguely sense the dragon-like aura permeating the area.
The howling winds couldn't completely disperse it, which means that a considerable number of dragons lived in that area at the same time.
"We've arrived. This is it, Dragon Valley, the territory of the Iron King."
"We've seen quite a few outposts along the way. He has considerable influence in the border region."
The blue dragon perked up and quickly flapped its wings, heading towards the valley.
However, before she could fully reach the area above Dragon Valley...
Whoosh whoosh whoosh—!
The curtain of snow and wind to the side was suddenly torn apart by powerful gusts of air! Huge, ferocious figures appeared and quickly surrounded the blue dragon.
They possess enormous, leathery wings resembling those of a dragon, a pair of strong, powerful claws, and their bodies are covered with thick, dark scales. The tip of their tails is adorned with needle-like, highly venomous spikes.
It is the Dragon Valley Aerial Guardian.
A group of two-legged flying dragons.
"Unfamiliar dragon! Stop immediately! State your identity and purpose!"
The leading dragon commander let out a low roar, his eyes flashing with ferocity, showing no fear whatsoever despite the fact that the other party was a mature, powerful dragon.
Zolaya spread her wings and hovered steadily in mid-air.
Her gaze swept over the dragon formation, and she said, "My name is Zoraia, daughter of the leader of the Dominic dragon pack. I have come to visit the powerful Iron King to discuss important matters."
The dragon leader turned its head and exchanged glances with another, slightly smaller dragon beside it.
call!
The dragon being watched immediately understood. It nimbly tilted its body in the air, its wings flapping rapidly, and like an arrow released from a bow, it quickly descended towards the Dragon Valley area, clearly to deliver a message.
"You stay here quietly and do not make any rash moves before you receive permission."
The Flying Dragon Commander withdrew his gaze, still staring intently at the middle-aged blue dragon, and spoke in a stiff tone.
Zoraya neither confirmed nor denied this.
She was too lazy to waste words with these dragon's retinue, so she simply hovered quietly in place, displaying her harmlessness and patience, waiting for their response.
Not long after, the dragon that had left the group returned. It flew to the leader's side and hissed softly a few times.
Then, the wary flock of dragons slowly dispersed, clearing the aerial passage to Dragon Valley, indicating that they allowed the mature blue dragon to continue approaching.
Zolaya breathed a slight sigh of relief and officially flew towards the magnificent valley that was faintly visible in the wind and snow.
As she drew closer, her gaze pierced through the swirling snowflakes and she first clearly saw the steel fortress that stood like a crown atop the valley.
"To have such a magnificent fortress built in such a treacherous place, it seems that the other party is very wealthy and knows how to make use of resources."
Zolaya quickly made a judgment in her mind.
She visited the Iron King partly to facilitate negotiations, and partly to personally assess the strength of the opposing dragon horde, so that she would have a better understanding of whether the next step would be war or peace.
In the blink of an eye, Zolaya had already flown directly above Dragon Valley.
She subconsciously lowered her head, her gaze piercing through the thin layer of wind and snow, looking towards the bottom of the valley.
In the very first instant, her vision was completely captured by that imposing figure.
hiss--!
Even with Blue Dragon's composure, he couldn't help but gasp, his eyes widening instantly, his heart pounding wildly uncontrollably.
What did she see?!
It was an incredibly strong dragon, so powerful that it made even the red dragon, which was also known for its strength, look weak in comparison.
He simply stood there, like a mountain forged from muscle and steel.
The layered dragon scales, the uniquely structured blade wings and tail, the powerful body, and the half-blooded metal dragon lying beside him, seemingly having endured much suffering—all these left an indelible impression on Zolaya.
The crisscrossing lines of fire on his body were gradually fading, and his aura was slowly weakening.
Even so, the natural power emanating from it still made Zolaya, who was hovering in the air, feel deeply uneasy, as if she had completely exposed herself to an existence that could kill her at any moment, and her life and death were out of her control.
What surprised and confused Zolaya the most was the two completely different qualities he possessed at the same time.
One is a ferocious and majestic aggression; the other is a calm and profound rationality.
These two seemingly contradictory and irreconcilable qualities coexist in him at this moment, creating a unique character.
"Perhaps... this King of Iron is even more powerful than my father."
As she personally experienced the lingering dragon might of the Iron King, this thought uncontrollably popped into Zolaya's mind, her eyes flashing.
Just then, a calm yet subdued, unquestionable voice rang out.
"Get down."
Red Iron Dragon raised his head and said.
Physically speaking, he is actually located on the lower side of the earth.
But in a daze, the blue dragon Zolaya had a strange feeling, as if she herself, suspended in the air, was being looked down upon from above.
He met Hong Tielong's calm yet dangerous eyes, which were tinged with slightly abnormal bloodshot veins.
Blue Dragon Zoraya felt a sudden chill, and all her distracting thoughts were instantly cleared away.
She dared not delay and immediately lowered her flight altitude, landing not far from the Red Iron Dragon.
She folded her wings and lowered her beautiful head, which had unique antler-like forks.
"Zolaia Dominic has come on the orders of Perest, leader of the Dominic Dragonflight, from the Heart of Thunder."
The blue dragon said, "Greetings to the noble and powerful King of Molten Iron, Lord Garros. It is an honor to witness your majesty."
Her actions and words, in the social customs of dragons, represent a show of weakness and respect, indicating that she has placed herself in a lower position and has no intention of provoking.
Red Iron Dragon sized up the Blue Dragon Messenger before him.
His gaze lingered for a moment longer on her beautiful sky-blue scales and her distinctive, elegantly forked dragon horns.
"My Ironforge tribe once took in several young dragons from the Dominic Dragon Clan."
Without any pleasantries or formalities, Galos went straight to the point and asked bluntly, "You came here for them?"
"Yes, Your Excellency."
Zolaya readily admitted, maintaining a respectful tone: "On behalf of the Dominican Republic, I sincerely hope to have a conversation with you to facilitate a friendly negotiation on this matter."
At this point, Blue Dragon paused slightly, then subtly changed the subject.
"However, besides conveying the dragons' wishes, there is another matter I would like to ask of you privately."
"This matter represents only my personal opinion as Zolaya, and has nothing to do with the dragons."
Zolaya slowly raised her head, her clear eyes reflecting the image of the red iron dragon.
Galos remained expressionless.
"explain."
He uttered only one simple word.
Blue Dragon was silent for a few seconds, as if organizing his thoughts.
Then, under the watchful eye of the Red Iron Dragon, she made up her mind and whispered, "I hope you can help me kill the leader of the Dominic Dragon Clan, who is also my father."
"For this, I am willing to pay the corresponding price."
Um?
You also want to kill your father?
Is this some kind of dragon tradition?
Upon hearing this completely unexpected request, Galos's expression subtly shifted.
The bonds of kinship among dragons are weak, but even so, the act of patricide is actually very rare. If he hadn't been sure that the blue dragon in front of him wasn't joking, he might have thought that the other party was mocking him.
(End of this chapter)
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