Chapter 377 Deborah, come, have a baby dragon with me!
"Shameless Blue Dragon, humph."
Deborah, the Crimson Silver Dragon, stared in the direction where Zoraia's figure had disappeared, flicked her tail unhappily, and muttered something under her breath, her tone clearly sour.
Immediately, she turned her head and looked at the red iron dragon beside her.
"Garos, you must not be fooled by that blue dragon's sweet talk."
The Crimson Silver Dragon said, "She has the blood of a green dragon flowing through her veins, so she must be a treacherous and cunning villain at heart. Who knows what wicked thoughts she's plotting?"
As she spoke, her long tail swayed unconsciously from side to side, her heart uneasy.
Across from her, upon hearing her words, Hong Tielong nodded slightly.
"I know what I'm doing."
He gave a brief response.
However, he had just finished speaking when he suddenly changed the subject, as if he were seriously considering something, and said, "However, if we only judge from the perspective of appearance, to be honest, Zolaya's sky-blue scales are indeed quite beautiful, with a bright luster."
"Her unique forked dragon horns were indeed eye-catching and quite distinctive."
He paused, then continued in a steady voice, "So, from a certain perspective, her suggestion wasn't entirely out of the question."
The Crimson Silver Dragon's eyes widened instantly, as if it had heard something unbelievable.
She immediately raised her voice, her voice trembling with urgency as she retorted, "No! Absolutely not! She's definitely deceiving you, weaving a sweet trap! If you believe her, your fate will be absolutely terrible!"
"Besides...besides, you're just a young dragon, how can you hang out with a grown-up dragon?"
She said in a panic.
Galos raised his head slightly, his dragon eyes, slightly bloodshot, scrutinizing the somewhat excited Crimson Silver Dragon.
"Age has never been a problem for me."
His voice was deep as he said, “Any dragon that looks at my physique, my strength, and my majesty would not associate me with an ordinary young dragon.”
"My body has already developed and grown to a level that is comparable to, or even surpasses, many mature dragons."
His gaze gradually became extremely aggressive, as if it carried a tangible heat.
Wherever it passed, even the Crimson Silver Dragon felt as if its own scales were slightly burning.
She instinctively shrank back, lowered her voice, and asked, "What...what do you want to say?"
Red Iron Dragon grinned, revealing a wild smile, and took a step forward with its massive body.
His powerful body closed in instantly, almost completely enveloping the relatively slender and graceful figure of the Crimson Silver Dragon in his shadow.
He lowered his head, staring intently at the exquisitely shaped crimson-silver dragon, and spoke frankly.
"It's very simple. I want to have a few offspring and see if they inherit any interesting traits, such as whether they will also have the idea of killing their fathers someday."
He paused, stared at the crimson-silver dragon, and continued, "Deborah, what do you think of this idea?"
"We can even speculate on whether the little dragons will inherit your beautiful silver dragon bloodline, my power, or some unexpected, entirely new hybrid form."
After hearing Hong Tielong's blunt and aggressive words...
The Crimson Silver Dragon felt its mind go blank, and all it could hear was the Red Iron Dragon getting closer and closer, its heavy and oppressive breathing filling the air.
When that scorching breath blew against her cheeks like a hot wind.
The Crimson Silver Dragon felt a sudden weakness in its limbs and its heart raced uncontrollably.
But then, she snapped back to reality, embarrassed and angry, and said, "You inherently evil and lewd Red Iron Dragon! You...you're not even an adult yet! What kind of nonsense are you thinking about all day long?!"
As she spoke, she staggered backward.
As if fleeing for her life, she suddenly flapped her wings, creating a chaotic gust of air.
Garos raised its claws, but paused slightly in mid-air before slowly lowering them, without actually forcibly pulling the red-silver dragon down as it tried to escape.
call--!
He took a deep breath.
At that moment, images of Zolaya's beautiful, sky-blue scales, as clear as a sunny sky, and her magnificent and unique horns; Deborah's elegant, slender, and curvaceous figure; and Angela's gorgeous and perfect, dazzling feathers flashed uncontrollably through his mind.
Finally, even the figure of the white dragon Therese flashed by.
Snap!
Garus raised his paw in annoyance and slapped his cheek, shattering the inappropriate image of the white dragon from his mind.
"Is it the influence of the manic fire that has made some of my desires so intense?"
He was puzzled and tried to sense and suppress the raging fire deep within his consciousness.
However, he found that the intensity of the madness was not significantly different from before, after all, he had just had an effective catharsis by slaughtering demons not long ago.
After a slight pause, Garos looked at the Crimson Silver Dragon's retreating figure, which was filled with panic and embarrassment, and chuckled, shaking his head.
"It seems that my body has fully matured, and what happened just now was just the instinct of the male dragon acting up."
"The maniac fire doesn't create desire out of thin air; it just makes me more direct and less concealed when facing these instinctive impulses."
He thought to himself.
In fact, for all dragons, adolescence is a period when both body and mind reach a peak, with both strength and certain primal desires flourishing.
Many dragons begin to look for mates at this age.
Some are even more precocious, and may even begin to indulge themselves during adolescence.
Garros far surpasses other dragons of the same age in terms of physical development, strength, and mental maturity.
Even if he has strong self-control in normal times, it's only natural that he might occasionally have some strong, instinctive thoughts.
Moreover, the presence of the manic fire subtly weakens his ability to suppress certain impulses.
On the other side.
Deborah spread her wings with all her might and soared into the snow-covered sky. Judging from her rapid flight direction, it seemed as if she wanted to escape Dragon Valley in one breath and get away from the Red Iron Dragon that had suddenly become wild.
However, when she couldn't help but turn around, she noticed that Galos wasn't chasing after her as he had when he forced her to exercise.
While secretly relieved, the Crimson Silver Dragon also felt a slight sense of disappointment, making his feelings quite conflicted.
It circled aimlessly high in the sky for several times, letting the cold snowflakes pelt its scales.
In the end, she did not choose to truly distance herself.
The Crimson Silver Dragon turned around and returned to Burning Steel Castle, burrowing into its spacious and comfortable bedroom like a frightened ostrich.
Galos witnessed the entire process.
“Once Deborah comes of age, she will no longer refuse me. As for someone like Zoraya, if I show even the slightest interest, they will probably be even more delighted and take the initiative to please me.”
Galos withdrew his gaze from the direction of the Burning Steel Fortress, lost in thought.
On the matter of mating and reproduction, he actually tends to agree with the metal dragons' ideas more deeply.
He believes that one should exercise a certain degree of restraint and not let pure desires completely dominate one's behavior. At the very least, one should wait until one is fully adult and one's condition is more stable before considering such matters.
More importantly, his current size is far too large and imposing compared to Deborah's, and his mastery of Transfiguration is not yet sufficient to support him in making precise shape control.
Moreover, he had specifically trained Xiaolong in preparation for a potential crisis.
If you really want to do something, the objective conditions aren't very favorable.
"I'll need to set aside some time to study and practice Transfiguration in the future."
Galos kept this thought in mind.
"Sorog".
He calmed his somewhat chaotic thoughts, focused his mind, and used the blood connection to call upon his Iron Dragon brothers located in the Sel Wilderness.
Galos said, "The negotiations with the Dominic Dragon Clan have completely broken down. Send word to gather the dragons and the lords and prepare for a full-scale war at any time. I'm heading to the wilderness now."
Iron Dragon Sorog immediately replied, "Understood!"
His voice came through the link, deep and resonant: "If a war between the two dragon groups is inevitable, then the final victory will surely be won by our Ignas dragon group."
After a brief exchange, Galos ended the call.
"Vera, come here."
He turned to his right and spoke calmly.
A small head cautiously peeked out from a crevice in a nearby boulder.
The fairy dragon Vera fluttered her wings and timidly approached the red iron dragon, looking as if she was afraid that the red iron dragon might swallow her whole as a snack if it was unhappy.
“Garos…”
Vera said timidly, "Deborah is inside the fortress, she hasn't gone far. Why don't I show you the way and you go find her?"
She tried to change the subject, speaking softer and softer.
Garros ignored her clumsy suggestion and said directly, "Go and inform Deborah, as well as the other dragons in Dragon Valley, that I will be returning to the wilderness for a while. The daily guarding and order of Dragon Valley will continue to be the responsibility of you all."
The fairy dragon felt as if it had been granted a pardon and hurriedly nodded vigorously, flapping its little wings rapidly.
"Okay, okay!"
The fairy dragon quickly flew towards the fortress, shouting, "I guarantee the mission will be completed! Vera is the most reliable! Garos, you can go without worry!"
Galos said no more.
He suddenly spread his wings, his strong hind legs slamming into the ground as he flapped his wings.
He shot straight into the sky at an incredible speed, leaving a long trail of flame behind him, like a meteor streaking across the snow and night sky, before disappearing in no time.
at the same time.
In a dormitory in Burning Steel Fortress, the Crimson Silver Dragon was swaying the tip of its tail from side to side, sensing that the Red Iron Dragon's aura was rapidly fading away.
She lay on the soft blanket spread on the ground, but felt restless, tossing and turning, her mind a jumble of thoughts like tangled threads.
What if Galos really loses control next time and goes berserk?
Should I let things take their course, or... reluctantly give in?
Deborah's dragon scales felt slightly hot as she couldn't help but think to herself.
Just as she was lost in thought.
Bang!
A sudden, noticeable tremor came from the ground.
The Crimson Silver Dragon subconsciously turned her head and was shocked to see the Red Iron Dragon's strong and imposing body pushing open the heavy metal door of her dormitory and slowly walking in step by step.
Huh? Didn't he just leave? How come he's back so soon?
Her mind was instantly filled with doubt.
But this doubt lasted only a second before it was swallowed up by a surge of intense shyness, a hint of annoyance, and a sense of anticipation.
"Garos, what...what do you want to do back here again?"
The Crimson Silver Dragon stood up somewhat flusteredly from the blanket, blinked, and said with feigned composure, "I'm warning you, don't do anything reckless."
Across from him, the red iron dragon strode heavily and resolutely across the metal floor, step by step.
He kept getting closer to the Crimson Silver Dragon, Deborah.
"Deborah, don't you know what I want to do?"
He grinned, revealing a smile that was completely different from his usual one, exaggerated and frivolous.
He chuckled and then said, "Ah, my dear Deborah, my darling, hee hee, my silver-scaled treasure~ you'll just have to be with me!"
"Anyway, it was bound to happen sooner or later."
"Why don't you come with me now and have a litter of cute and strong baby dragons? How wonderful!"
Under the scorching gaze of the Red Iron Dragon, Deborah felt as if her entire body's scales were burning hot, as if they were about to burst into flames.
She retreated step by step, her heart filled with inner turmoil.
Soon, she found herself against a metal wall, with nowhere left to retreat, and was forced to stop.
"You... don't come any closer! Otherwise... otherwise I..."
Her eyes were filled with panic.
"Hehe, what else do you want?"
The red iron dragon in front of him became even more excited, its tone flippant: "Come and resist, struggle to your heart's content! It will only excite me more!"
"you……"
In that tense moment, Deborah noticed the mischievous smile on Red Iron Dragon's face.
Her voice paused, and in that instant, her intelligence regained the upper hand.
The Crimson Silver Dragon keenly sensed that the tone and demeanor of the Garos before him were quite different from his usual self.
She immediately focused her attention and carefully observed the other person.
Sure enough! She discovered the flaw.
Although the simulation was extremely similar, there were still many minor differences that did not completely match the real Galus.
"Vera?!"
The shyness and panic on the Crimson Silver Dragon's face vanished instantly, replaced by exasperation at being teased.
She let out a low growl, then bared her teeth and lunged angrily at the imposter Red Iron Dragon in front of her.
"Oh no! We've been seen through! Run, run!"
The cry of the fairy dragon Vera immediately emanated from the massive red iron dragon's body.
The next instant, the lifelike illusion vanished like a burst bubble.
The real fairy dragon Vera was flapping her small wings, using all her strength, and flying swiftly like a streak of light towards the half-open window, trying to make a quick getaway.
But just as she was about to rush out the window...
Click!
A layer of crystal-clear, chilling ice crystals instantly condensed at the window, forming a solid barrier.
Bang!
Caught off guard, the fairy dragon crashed headfirst into the ice crystals with a muffled thud.
She was so dizzy from the impact that she saw stars and spun around in the air several times before being caught by a dragon claw that reached out just in time.
"Th-thank you..."
The dizzy fairy dragon subconsciously thanked him.
However, as soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly came to her senses and looked up.
The beautiful face of the Crimson Silver Dragon Deborah is now within reach.
"Beautiful and gentle Deborah."
The fairy dragon immediately put on a fawning smile, trying to get away with it: "Garos sent me to tell you that he's going to the wilderness for a while!"
She quickly added, "Also, do you remember our previous agreement?"
"It's a promise, the one who gets pranked isn't allowed to get angry, or getting angry will make the dragon ugly!"
Upon hearing this, Deborah twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a smile that held no real joy.
"Angry? Why would I be angry?"
"Where did you get the idea that I'm angry? We metal dragons are always very magnanimous."
She tilted her head slightly, her smile growing even brighter: "Little Vera, don't be nervous. I just suddenly thought of a fun game and wanted to play it with you."
The fairy dragon Vera felt a chill run down her spine when she saw Deborah's smile.
She asked cautiously, "What game?"
"Of course—imported games!"
The moment the Crimson Silver Dragon finished speaking, it suddenly opened its mouth wide.
She swallowed the unsuspecting fairy dragon whole into her mouth with a gulp.
Immediately afterwards, she shook her head rapidly and dramatically.
A full half minute later, the Crimson Silver Dragon spat out the drenched fairy dragon with a "pui" sound.
The fairy dragon was covered in glistening saliva, its scales drooping, and it lay motionless on the ground.
"Hmph, is this still fun?"
The Crimson Silver Dragon, still furious, asked, while poking the Fairy Dragon with its tail.
The fairy dragon weakly lifted its eyelids, but wisely made no response, choosing instead to close its eyes and spread its limbs out.
—Playing dead!
The Crimson Silver Dragon was too lazy to argue with her anymore. It shook off the drool on the tip of its tail and put away the feigned fierce expression on its face.
She walked to the window, and with a gentle flick of her dragon claw, melted away the layer of ice crystals that were blocking her way.
As the Crimson Silver Dragon gazed at the still howling wind and snow outside the fortress, his thoughts involuntarily drifted back to what had happened before, and his heart began to race again.
However, after the fairy dragon's audacious provocation and coercion just now.
Amidst his shame and anger, the Crimson Silver Dragon's mindset also underwent a subtle change.
"Damn Garos, who's afraid of who? If you do this again, I won't back down an inch. I'll show you the power of a metal dragon and see just how bold you really are!"
The Crimson Silver Dragon gritted its teeth, thinking viciously to itself.
(End of this chapter)
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