Chapter 409 What does it mean that the evil dragon won the championship of the Metal Dragon Domain?
"Young Red Iron Dragon, what's your decision? I have high hopes for you and admire you greatly."
With a warm smile on his face, Ovis asked again.
Garros was not moved by the scene described by the old golden dragon.
He gazed at Old Jinlong and slowly said, "Your proposal does sound quite appealing."
"Being able to spar with the best young talents carefully nurtured in the Metal Dragon Domain does indeed have some benefits for me."
At this point, Galos changed the subject.
He tilted his head slightly, a look of doubt on his face, and asked, "However, besides this, I also have some curiosity in my heart, and I hope to get your answer."
"The competition held between the five major dragon domains should focus more on exchanges, learning and mutual encouragement within the dragon domains, in order to promote the growth of young dragons."
"You are so eager for me, a 'wild dragon' who is not from the Dragon Realm, to participate, and you are even willing to give me extra treasures... Is this just out of appreciation for me, or an idea to encourage young dragons?"
Across from him, the smile on Old Jinlong's face froze for a moment.
But soon, he let out a loud and hearty laugh.
"Haha! You're really perceptive; being able to notice these subtle details is a good thing!"
"Excellent, excellent!"
"Besides my admiration for you and my desire to spur on the increasingly arrogant younger generation of metal dragons, I also have a little selfish motive."
He was trying to come up with a more noble-sounding excuse when Alberto, standing nearby, couldn't help but scoff.
He didn't hold back in exposing his own father's past misdeeds.
"Come on, old man."
"Stop pretending! What do you mean by 'spurring on our own kind'? I know you perfectly well."
Alberto shook his head, still sporting the fake horns, his eyes filled with disdain, and said, "You must have made another bet with those old rivals from the other Dragon Realms!"
"And I bet the stakes this time are incredibly high, priceless!"
"You're afraid that the young dragons in the Fubo Dragon Domain won't live up to your expectations and will lose the treasures you've bet on, so you've been scheming to find a powerful outsider to help you secure victory, protect your assets, and win you even more treasures, right?"
Natasha, standing next to her, shook her head helplessly.
She added from the side, "Yes, Father."
“Every time you win a bet, you show off your prize to us for a long time, as if you want the whole Dragon Domain to know about it; but if you accidentally lose, you will sigh and complain for several days in a row, or sulk by yourself. We are all too familiar with this.”
"Tell me, what priceless treasure did you gamble on this time? What makes you so interested?"
I see... That explains all the doubts.
A look of understanding flashed in Galos's eyes, and he suddenly realized what was going on.
Furthermore, those born out of wedlock are ultimately a minority. The fact that their father could raise descendants like Alberto and Natasha, whose ways of thinking are so different from ordinary golden dragons, suggests that there must be some issues with him as well.
He was humiliated on the spot by his own children, especially in front of the foreign aid player he valued highly.
Ovis was losing face.
He widened his majestic golden dragon eyes and let out a low, stern rebuke: "You two unfilial sons! What nonsense are you spouting here! Your father is not the kind of person who would... would..."
However, he had only spoken halfway when he saw the relieved look in Hong Tielong's eyes and the disbelieving expressions on his children's faces. His voice gradually lowered and disappeared into his throat.
Finally, the old golden dragon flicked its tail somewhat sullenly.
"Okay, okay!"
Ovis finally gave up on the pointless pretense and muttered in a low voice, "I admit, I did make a small bet with a few old guys, and I even staked my 'Radiant Heaven and Earth Blazing Sun Dragon Pattern Shield' and some other legendary equipment."
After saying this, the old golden dragon turned his gaze back to Galos, his expression becoming much more candid.
He laid it all out on the table: "That's the situation."
"The young dragons that have emerged in our Fubo Dragon Domain in recent generations... well, to be honest, there is a lack of successors."
"Although the best among them are also exceptionally talented and would be outstanding and powerful dragons in the outside world, it is extremely difficult for them to win against the others in the joint competition of the five major dragon domains."
"I didn't really have high hopes for them."
His tone turned fervent as he stared intently at Galos, his eyes gleaming with excitement, like a gambler who had spotted a winning trump card: "But you're different!"
"As long as you participate, I can say with certainty that the championship is absolutely yours! There's no doubt about it!"
"As long as you are willing to represent our Fubo Dragon Domain and help me win this crucial bet, in addition to all the rewards offered by the competition itself, I can also use my special authority as an elder to secure a spot for you and allow you to enter the 'Eternal Tide'."
Ovis stared intently at the red iron dragon, awaiting a reply.
Galos's mind was now crystal clear.
As expected, there is no such thing as a free lunch. The reason why this legendary Golden Dragon Elder extended such a warm invitation was because it involved his own significant interests.
The so-called appreciation and encouragement are mostly just nice words to add icing on the cake.
That's normal; people only care this much when their own interests are involved.
"The eternal tides..."
Instead of immediately agreeing or refusing, Galos seized upon this crucial information and asked, "Where exactly is it? What special effects does it have?"
This is a term that he never mentioned in detail in the knowledge he passed down.
Seeing Garos's interest, the old golden dragon perked up and explained in detail: "As its name suggests, it is a place where magical tides converge since ancient times, and it even involves the realm of time."
"Any dragon that enters it will receive an unimaginable boost."
"Its effect is roughly equivalent to experiencing a deep sleep in a very short period of time."
"That is one of the most important and well-established areas of the Fubo Dragon Domain. This opportunity is extremely rare."
Ovis emphasized its rarity.
That's amazing?
The effect is equivalent to an extra sleep?
Doesn't this mean that I might reach the legendary realm in a short period of time?
Galos felt a slight tremor in his heart, a few ripples stirring within him.
Although he defeated and killed a level 21 legendary swordsman, he knew deep down that maintaining the Ironforge's foundation in the upcoming wilderness conflicts was still fraught with uncertainty.
Those human kingdoms have profound foundations and are not limited to just one legendary powerhouse.
Moreover, there must be even higher-level legends among them.
If he could break through to the legendary realm in a short time amidst the "eternal tides," that would be ideal for him, giving him even more confidence.
He is currently stuck at level 20, the peak of the mortal realm, and all he needs is an opportunity.
While it's possible to break through in a life-or-death situation, Galos prefers a more cautious approach.
Natasha, who was standing nearby, spoke up at the right moment, saying, "Garos, say yes. This is indeed a rare opportunity."
"My father, as one of the elders of the Dragon Domain, has made many contributions to the Dragon Domain over the years, which is why he has some special privileges. But even so, apart from his own direct descendants, if he wants other dragons to enter the 'Eternal Tide,' he has to pay a painful price to persuade the other elders to agree."
Upon hearing this, Hong Tielong hesitated for a moment, but still did not nod immediately.
He looked at Ovis and asked seriously, "If I agree to represent the Fubo Dragon Domain in the battle, does that mean I need to abide by the complex rules within the Dragon Domain and be subject to certain constraints?"
"Or, besides that, is there any other hidden cost I need to pay?"
Upon hearing this question, Orvis shook his massive head slightly and replied with certainty, "You can rest assured about that."
"Since ancient times, our five dragon domains have always adhered to the principles of inclusiveness and openness, welcoming all lawful and powerful dragons to visit, communicate, and even settle down. There are indeed some basic rules that need to be followed, but as long as you do not deliberately cause damage within the dragon domain or harm other dragons without cause, there will not be too many restrictions."
He paused, then gave a more specific assurance.
"Once the competition is over, regardless of the outcome, whether you wish to continue as a guest in Dragon Domain or leave immediately and return to your own territory is entirely up to you. We will not force you to do so!"
"The Golden Dragon Clan has always valued promises and reputation, so you can rest assured about that."
"As for any other costs? No need. It's a fair trade: you help me win the bet, and I pay you what you deserve, including the opportunity to enter the 'Eternal Tides.' It's that simple."
To be fair, the conditions offered by Ovis were indeed extremely generous, and they granted a great deal of freedom.
Galos quickly weighed the pros and cons in his mind.
Establishing a connection with the deep-rooted Metal Dragon Domain is not a bad thing for him.
This not only provides access to scarce resources and valuable insights, broadening one's horizons, but also... allows for a deeper understanding of potential, future adversaries or allies.
At this moment, the old golden dragon looked at Garos and said, "Well then, I think you seem to find this a bit troublesome."
“For you, going through round after round of competitions is just a waste of time. I know how strong you are, there’s no need for those unnecessary elimination rounds.”
He paused slightly before continuing, "I will personally persuade the elders of the other Dragon Domains to make a small, reasonable adjustment to the competition format."
"Let the young dragons from the other dragon domains determine the undisputed strongest one according to the original competition schedule."
"Then, this dragon that has emerged victorious will launch the final challenge against you."
Alberto, standing nearby, widened his eyes in astonishment upon hearing the plan: "This...this can actually work?"
He couldn't help but imagine the scene in his mind.
The young dragons of the five dragon domains fought fiercely on the field, but in the end, the strongest one who emerged after round after round of battles, symbolizing the highest level of the younger generation of the dragon domains, only gained the qualification to challenge Garos... Just thinking about that scene made Alberto feel a strange excitement and trembling.
He desperately wanted to replace Galos and become the center of attention.
Old Golden Dragon Orvis glanced at his rebellious son, whose face was full of longing, and said, "If you can also independently fight back and kill a legend, proving that you have the power to crush your peers, then you can also receive this special treatment."
"And by then, I promise I will never interfere with any of your thoughts or actions again, and will even give my full support."
After saying that, Old Jinlong turned his gaze back to Red Iron Dragon.
He asked solemnly, "So, Galos, what do you think?"
No need for complicated competitions, the championship is just the threshold to meeting me... Hong Tielong finally stopped hesitating, slowly nodded, and said, "You value it so much and have offered such generous and convenient conditions. If I continue to refuse, it would be too tactless and too disrespectful to your kindness."
Upon hearing this, Ovis was immediately delighted.
He could almost see the betting treasures beckoning to him, and he let out a loud and hearty laugh.
"Good! Excellent! Hahaha! Now let's see how arrogant those old guys can be! Their treasures that they've kept hidden for so many years are all going to become mine!"
In a great mood, he looked at the red iron dragon again and found it more and more pleasing to the eye.
"Then it's settled! There are still a few years to prepare before the next Five Dragon Domains Joint Competition officially begins. I will have Natasha or Alberto inform you in advance, and they will take you to the Fubo Dragon Domain."
At this point, Old Golden Dragon's gaze swept over Galos's body covered in wounds.
"Before that, let me treat these injuries on you a little."
As he spoke, he raised his dragon claw.
Buzz—!
One after another, sacred runes, like stars ignited, lit up on his forearm armor, densely packed and interwoven into a dazzling and majestic pattern of light.
Clearly, he is a legendary golden dragon of the Holy Dragon Path.
"Healing Miracle!"
Old Golden Dragon Orvis's expression turned solemn. He called out the skill name in a low and majestic voice, and made a gesture of grasping his dragon claw at the Red Iron Dragon.
In an instant, white light enveloped the red iron dragon from the outside in.
It's like warm sunshine, and like flowing water.
In a moment of comfort, the sword's edge that had lingered in his wound was instantly dispelled, and at the same time, his wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Galos's condition is improving rapidly.
This means that he no longer needs to spend a long period of time recovering from his injury and can return to his peak condition more quickly to deal with any possible changes.
As Garros's injuries healed rapidly, the battle marks that had been hidden by the rolled-up flesh became clearly visible.
Ovis's eyes lit up again, a hint of amazement flashing across them.
"Hiss, he has more battle marks than I do. Just how many injuries has he suffered? We've got him, we've got him!"
His last trace of uncertainty vanished, and the smile on his face grew even more content.
After healing Garos to about 70-80% of his injuries, the old golden dragon ended the Holy Healing spell.
"I look forward to seeing you again in the Dragon Realm, Garos. I believe you will bring even greater surprises to all the dragons then."
Old Jinlong said with a smile.
Then, he turned his gaze to Natasha and Alberto, who had been standing to the side. The warm smile on his face vanished instantly, and his gaze turned cold and stern.
Old Jinlong asked in a deep voice, "What are your plans now, you two?"
"Do you want to stay in this wilderness and experience life, or... obediently come back to the Dragon Realm with me?"
Natasha immediately took advantage of being a daughter, wiggling her body and saying in a coquettish tone, "My dear father, please don't be angry. I just couldn't help being a little playful."
"Besides, I'm not just playing around. I'm level 18 now, which is an improvement over before."
"And think about it, if it weren't for this, where would you find Garus?"
"I've made amends for my mistakes, no, I should say I've done a great service."
Old Jinlong's expression softened slightly as he listened to his daughter's words.
Clearly, this explanation worked quite well for him.
However, when it was Alberto's turn, the style changed drastically.
He stood tall and proud, displaying an unyielding and indomitable spirit, and declared righteously, "Old man! Put away your act! Let me tell you, you can force my body for a while, but you can never control my soul's pursuit of freedom and greatness for a lifetime!"
"I am the dragon destined to build the Golden Order and illuminate a wider sky."
"The small pond in the Dragon Realm cannot contain me."
Old Golden Dragon Ovis listened to his unfilial son's boastful words, his eyes twitched slightly, and his eyes seemed to be bloodshot as he could not suppress his anger.
He stopped wasting words and slowly said, "Good, very good."
"Naza can stay outside and play a little longer, I won't force her. But Alberto—"
The old golden dragon said without room for argument, "You must, immediately, return to the Dragon Realm with me!"
Upon hearing this, Natasha secretly winked at the red iron dragon Garos and revealed a joyful and victorious smile.
Alberto, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, protested indignantly: "No, I belong to a wider world! I absolutely refuse to go back..."
Bang!
With a crisp, muffled thud, Alberto's impassioned speech came to an abrupt end.
Ovis had appeared beside him without him noticing, and his dragon claw gently touched the back of his head.
Then, Alberto rolled his eyes, his massive body swayed, and then his head lolled to the side as he promptly and cleanly passed out, and the world instantly became quiet.
Ovis disdainfully stretched out his claws and plucked off all the fake dragon horns on Alberto's head that he found extremely annoying, then casually threw them away, before picking up the golden dragon, who had completely passed out.
"You flatter me. I'm not usually such a volatile dragon."
Old Jinlong said slowly.
Galos: "I understand. If it were me, I would have been even more ruthless."
Immediately, the old golden dragon nodded to Garos, then gave Natasha a few instructions, and finally took Alberto and returned towards the Fubo Dragon Domain.
By then, night had quietly fallen.
High in the sky, the stars, whether real or illusory, and the twin moons shimmered with a faint light, taking in all these scenes.
(End of this chapter)
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