Chapter 408 The Old Golden Dragon's Intimidation and Temptation
Where the golden meteor passed, the clouds rapidly retreated to both sides, and the atmosphere emitted a low, mournful sound.
It was as if the entire sky parted to make way for its arrival, displaying its majesty.
One second it was far away at the edge of the sky, like a star, the next second its suffocating dragon might swept across the silent plain like a tsunami.
Whether it was the Ironclad Tribe monsters and their retinues still basking in the excitement of victory.
Or they are prisoners of the Kingdom of Theo who have already surrendered and are now trembling and awaiting their fate.
Dragons, humans, and all kinds of intelligent or non-intelligent creatures... all felt intense suffocation under the oppressive force of the dragon's might, as if the surrounding air had been instantly sucked out, and an invisible pressure was crushing on every inch of their skin and soul.
In just a few breaths.
The golden meteor, far in the sky, already hovered over the plain with unparalleled momentum, right before our eyes!
Its dazzling light quickly receded and collapsed inward, as if smoothed out by an invisible hand, finally revealing its true and majestic form beneath the light.
It was a male golden dragon that was far larger than Natasha and Alberto.
His body was over thirty-five meters long, and the scales covering his body were not the dazzling, shimmering gold of the young golden dragon, but rather a thick, heavy color that looked like it had been polished, deep and restrained. On his scales were clearly visible battle marks, mottled and rough, all of them medals left from battle.
His pair of dragon horns were rugged and winding, their surfaces engraved with many intricate runes that shimmered with a faint light.
A long, slender golden robe, woven from an unknown material and radiating a soft glow, seemed to possess a life of its own, encircling his long neck and part of his torso.
It moves on its own even without wind, rising and falling slowly, adding to its mystery and transcendence.
A sense of holiness, majesty, nobility, and unfathomable power... all these qualities combined to create an overwhelming sense of oppression.
He was the biological father of Natasha and Alberto, and one of the most respected dragon elders in the Fubo Dragon Domain.
The legendary golden dragon – Auvis Aurelius.
Old Jinlong's gaze immediately locked onto Natasha.
He also noticed the glaring hole in the armor, but he did not erupt in anger.
His dragon face, which had been tense and serious due to anxiety and worry, visibly relaxed and regained its calm and composed state after confirming that his offspring were safe and sound.
Previously, it was discovered that the armor was destroyed almost instantly.
Far away in the Fubo Dragon Domain, Ovis was instantly awakened from his nap. Without the slightest hesitation, he sped toward the Silent Plains at top speed.
He was well aware of the sturdiness of his armor.
Unless it was attacked at a legendary level with no reservations, it would be impossible for it to be destroyed to such an extent in one go.
Therefore, Lao Jinlong was both angry and uneasy.
As he flew at full speed, he even mentally rehearsed the worst-case scenario and prepared to unleash a bloodbath, tearing his enemies apart alive to avenge his descendants.
As for now.
Although the specifics were still unclear, Ovis quickly calmed down. After all, he was an old dragon over seven hundred years old, and having experienced many trials and tribulations, his emotions were much more composed than those of younger dragons.
Lao Jinlong did not immediately launch an attack or sternly question anything.
His gaze shifted from Natasha, and he began to calmly survey his surroundings, taking in the entire plain.
Thus, he quickly captured and analyzed all these chaotic and information-rich elements: Alberto, the good-for-nothing son he hadn't seen for years; the devastated plains that looked as if they had been ravaged; the dark, swarming army of human prisoners guarded by a variety of strange monsters; the dragons that circled and gathered, each with a different expression; and the legendary aura that still lingered in the huge crater on the ground.
Finally, the old golden dragon's gaze returned to Natasha.
More accurately, it bypassed Natasha and landed on the giant dragon that she and the golden dragon Alberto had intentionally or unintentionally blocked behind them.
—The Red and Iron Dragon, covered in wounds yet still exuding a fierce and powerful aura.
At the same time, based on the scene before him, the old golden dragon had a clear understanding of the situation and quickly figured out the general course of events. Unlike Natasha or Alberto, he did not immediately regard the red iron dragon as a super evil dragon and call for its destruction upon seeing it.
Under the watchful eyes of those who were either tense or wary, the old golden dragon slowly descended and approached Garros.
Seeing this, Natasha subconsciously moved her body forward again, trying to cover the red iron dragon even more completely.
She hurriedly explained, "Father! Just now... just now there was a little accident! Please don't misunderstand! Galos isn't the kind of... well, the kind of evil dragon in the traditional sense."
Seeing Natasha's protective gesture, a hint of surprise flashed in the old golden dragon's eyes.
Beside him, Alberto the Golden Dragon also gritted his teeth and protected the Red Iron Dragon behind him.
He straightened his chest and said, "Haha, old man, it's been a long time. Garus is a very important ally I met here! Natasha is right, he is a... uh, an orderly dragon."
Ovis completely ignored his rebellious son's words.
Because he noticed the four exceptionally majestic dragon horns on Alberto's head.
With his shrewd eye honed over seven hundred years of life, he could easily tell at a glance that three of the pairs were simply exquisitely crafted fakes.
What's the point of parading around with those fake dragon horns?
This unfilial son, after wandering around all these years, he certainly hasn't accumulated any proper dragon life experience, he's only learned some crooked ways... A feeling of weariness mixed with disgust and helplessness welled up in Ovis's heart.
But he has more important things to do now and has decided to leave it aside for the time being.
I'll teach Alberto a lesson behind closed doors when we get back to the Dragon Realm.
"You two, stop standing here like two door panels."
As soon as the words fell, a force appeared out of nowhere, pushing Natasha and Alberto aside, making it impossible for them to block their view and thus fully revealing the red iron dragon that had been blocking their way.
“You, Garus, a dragon bearing the blood of both red and iron dragons.”
"Was it you who, wearing my 'Supreme Dragon Emperor Armor,' slew a human legend here?"
The old golden dragon's gaze, filled with scrutiny, fell upon Garros, lingering for a moment, especially on his evolved wings, scales, and other parts that differed greatly from those of ordinary dragons.
"Yes, Senior Ovis."
Galos lowered his massive head slightly as a basic courtesy to an elder and a legend, his voice steady, neither humble nor arrogant, maintaining a dignified and unyielding attitude.
While being scrutinized by the other party, he was also quietly observing this suddenly appearing legendary golden dragon.
The other party arrived at full speed with obvious anger, but after arriving at the Silent Plain and taking in the scene, he quickly regained his composure and calmness.
Moreover, he immediately realized that he and the legendary humans were the core focus of this battle.
More notably, when his gaze swept over the many dragons present, including himself, he did not show any obvious hostility or murderous intent, appearing quite calm.
Through these subtle observations, Garros sketched out the general character traits of the old golden dragon in his mind.
Calm, composed, possessing exceptional emotional control, and with shrewd and accurate insight.
"He was able to kill a renowned legend on his own, and although his injuries appeared severe, his life force was still strong and vigorous."
Old Golden Dragon stared at Garos, then suddenly let out a cold laugh that was hard to understand, and continued, "Heh, such a powerful evil dragon should not be allowed to live. It's better to eliminate it in advance to prevent future troubles."
An intense dragon's might instantly enveloped the red iron dragon.
It is formless, yet substantial, and its power is entirely different from that of non-legendary dragons.
A faint clicking sound came from Galos's body.
Beyond the mental shock, he clearly felt as if an invisible giant claw, formed entirely from dragon might, was gripping his body and slowly tightening!
Under this pressure, many of his sword wounds reopened, oozing streams of scalding dragon blood.
At the same time, Galus did not panic and bar his teeth and roar, or try to turn and run away.
His dragon blood ignited into flames, withstanding the might of the golden dragon.
However, the other Ironforge dragons were not as calm as him.
Almost the instant that the might of the Ovis Dragon concentrated and pressed down on Garos, the dragon horde roared angrily, flapped their wings, and gathered behind the Iron King. Then, one by one, they revealed their sharp fangs, their dragon eyes burning with hostility and fighting spirit, ready for battle. It seemed that as long as the Iron King gave the order, they would dare to follow him to besiege the legendary golden dragon.
"This group of dragons is not a disorganized rabble."
"They had an almost blind faith in this red iron dragon."
Seeing this, Ovis quickly made another judgment in his mind.
Why not run away?
Old Golden Dragon's gaze, sharp as a sword, was fixed on Galos, and he demanded in a deep voice.
His dragon might surged like a tide, wave after wave.
"Are you not afraid I'll kill you? Or has the absurd illusion that you can be my enemy after you managed to kill a frail human legend?!"
Despite being at the center of legendary pressure, Red Iron Dragon remained calm and composed.
He said, "Senior Ovis, I have heard about your deeds many times from Alberto and Natasha."
"They all say that you are a wise and righteous golden dragon who upholds justice throughout your life, enjoys punishing evil and maintaining order, and has independent and clear judgment. You would never indiscriminately kill innocent people without asking questions. In the Dragon Realm, you are highly respected and loved by your fellow dragons."
"I feel nothing but respect for such a dragon, and there is no reason for me to run away."
Appropriate respect for elders, composure in the face of crisis... these are reactions that metal dragons, especially older gold dragons, will appreciate, as they value order and wisdom.
Galos, who was well aware of the nature of dragons and was proficient in dragon taming, knew this very well.
Beside them, Natasha and Alberto, who had been called out, exchanged a glance, their eyes revealing a strange look.
They did mention some things about their dragon father to Garros.
However, in Alberto's words, the Dragon Father is mostly described as "vulgar," "pedantic," and "meddlesome"; while in Natasha's description, the Dragon Father is often described as "pretentious" and "unserious."
Wisdom and justice?
Highly respected and loved?
Perhaps Elder Orvis did have such a reputation in the eyes of other dragons, but neither of them had ever praised their father in such a way in front of Garus.
Old Golden Dragon stared coldly at Garos, while Garos stared back at him.
In the first second, then the second, and then the third second, his powerful dragon might suddenly vanished, and his expression changed from cold to peaceful and appreciative.
"Your ability to kill a legendary swordsman on your own proves your strength and potential; your composure in the face of my pressure proves your character is equally extraordinary."
Ovis said with a smile, his tone much gentler.
"The biggest problem among the younger generation of dragons today is that they are too impetuous and their emotions are easily influenced by the outside world. They find it difficult to remain calm. It is rare to meet a young dragon as strong and composed as you."
Other dragons might misjudge Garus's age, mistaking him for a middle-aged dragon or even an elderly one.
But how shrewd and experienced was the legendary Golden Dragon?
He could tell at a glance that the red iron dragon had a strong and imposing body, but it should only be a young adult.
In terms of actual dragon age, he is definitely considered a young dragon in the Dragon Realm.
However, considering his life level and his record of defeating legends, his strength has probably completely surpassed all the promising young generation in the five major dragon domains, reaching a height that is difficult for his peers to reach.
Thinking of this, Old Golden Dragon Ovis narrowed his eyes slightly, a thoughtful glint in them.
He examined the red iron dragon more closely, and some thoughts began to quietly sprout in his heart.
On the other side, Galos, faced with the sudden praise, pondered for a moment and responded with humility.
"You flatter me. My victory over a legend was largely due to luck. Moreover, if Natasha hadn't generously lent me the Sovereign Dragon Emperor Armor, the outcome of this battle would have been uncertain."
He mentioned the full name of the armor clearly and explicitly, and emphasized its function.
When the old golden dragon heard Garos recite the long list of armor names he had personally named, a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.
No dragon dislikes its possessions being valued.
Besides, with such a powerful and majestic name, it should be pronounced with confidence.
"No need to be modest, I know exactly where the defensive limit of the Supreme Dragon Emperor Armor is."
"The fact that it could be damaged to that extent proves how terrifying the opponent's attack was, and also confirms the value of your victory."
Old Jinlong's tone softened considerably, even showing a hint of interest.
"It has been a long time since any dragon in the major dragon domains has been able to accomplish such a feat as the 'Legend of Reversal'."
The old golden dragon's voice carried a hint of emotion as he said, "Some old guys who cling to the glory of the past have high hopes for this generation of young dragons and have invested a lot of resources in their training. But they could never have imagined that a dragon that is not from the Dragon Realm and carries the blood of an evil dragon has quietly accomplished many of the things that dragons dream of."
"Heh, it seems they should wake up too."
At this point, he changed the subject and extended a warm invitation to Garos: "How about coming back to the Fubo Dragon Domain with me? Let's participate in a competition among young dragons, and while we're at it, we can put those arrogant dragons to shame and show them what true power is. What do you think?"
Natasha chimed in at the opportune moment, adding, "I talked to Garros about the competition, but he dismissed it, and ordinary rewards don't interest him."
"If you want him to participate, you'll definitely need to offer more incentives; empty words won't do."
After saying that, she winked at Hong Tielong discreetly.
Old Jinlong noticed this.
However, because he was very familiar with his daughter's interests, he was not angry about it, and was even a little relieved.
After a moment's thought
Old Jinlong said generously, "If Galos is willing to represent... well, even as a special guest, and achieves a final result that satisfies me, I can give him some extra benefits."
As he spoke, he refocused his gaze on the red iron dragon, and his expression became more amiable.
"Think about it carefully."
He patiently explained, “Out there, you will need to fight to the death with all sorts of powerful enemies, and you will need to risk your life countless times to acquire resources and improve your strength, tempering yourself in blood and fire.”
"And what about those young metal dragons in the Dragon Realm?"
"They may be talented, but they rely more on the protection and generous gifts of their elders to easily obtain what you might have to work your hardest to get."
"Even so, many of them still hold the deep-seated belief that metal dragons are inherently nobler and more powerful than five-colored dragons."
"How arrogant and conceited is this kind of thinking?"
Old Golden Dragon paused for a moment, observing Galos's reaction, and continued, "Don't you want to vent your anger? Don't you want to teach those pampered, arrogant guys a lesson and let them understand that there are heavens beyond heavens and dragons beyond dragons?"
"Now, I can give you this opportunity."
"A legitimate opportunity to enter the Dragon Realm and defeat their proud young generation."
"By the way, you can also win the championship with your own strength, gain honor, and receive massive resource rewards from the Dragon Domain, as well as the extra gift I just promised."
Old Jinlong's words, delivered in a progressive manner, were indeed very tempting.
However, Galos keenly sensed that something was off about what he was saying.
It seems that this legendary dragon is eager to see Garos conquer the younger generation of the Dragon Realm and overpower the other metal dragons.
Is it merely to inspire the younger generation?
Galos, relying on his intuition, did not believe that this was the only reason.
(End of this chapter)
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