Chapter 224 I'm so angry, I want to beat that red iron dragon brat to a pulp.
As night fell, the somber atmosphere of Dragon Valley gradually dissipated.
The frost covering the earth silently receded, the frozen flowers and plants stretched out again, and the frightened little animals shook off the ice shards and fled in panic.
Not a single leaf withered from the frost; neither grass nor any living creature was harmed by the silver dragon's fury.
Red Iron Dragon's pupils contracted slightly.
This is not a sign of insufficient power; on the contrary, it confirms that [Frostmark] has near-perfect control over the power of ice.
As a lawful and good dragon, he adhered to his principles even when enraged, and did not harm even the smallest life.
Only Galos, the primary target, endured the chill that seeped into his soul; the recoil from shattering the ice crystals caused his cold scales to crack.
"He is probably not a young dragon who is just two hundred years old. His life level is likely 19, not 18."
If a level 19 silver dragon had any ambition to dominate, the four major tribes would have long since ceased to exist in the border region and would have had to rely on dragon breath to survive.
"Fortunately, ice resistance is no longer a weakness. If I were an ordinary teenage red dragon, I would probably have been seriously injured just now."
Galos secretly rejoiced, while pondering the shortcomings of Cold Scale.
—It relies on absorbing heat rather than creating low temperatures out of thin air.
This means that fire attacks can help him accumulate heat energy, but pure extreme cold and ultra-low temperatures, attacks without heat, can counteract his heat absorption effect.
"The path of evolution is long and arduous. My Cold Scale is far from perfect and has its flaws and weaknesses."
"It's unknown how long it will take for a flawless ultimate dragon to reach that level."
Galos thought to himself.
At the same time, Frostmark Edley folded his wings and hovered in mid-air. He lowered his head, his silver pupils scrutinizing him: "Take over the borderlands? Red Iron brat, do you know how much blood and death has flowed on this land?"
"Order cannot be defined by a single word."
Galos did not refute the silver dragon's words, but instead said seriously, "That is precisely why I chose to take action."
After a slight pause, Red Iron Dragon raised his head slightly, his face calm yet revealing a hint of ambitious sharpness, and said, "How can those insect-like creatures govern the border region?"
"Only by sweeping them all away, and becoming the king of the borderlands, can I bring order to this place and end the chaos and conflict."
Talking about order in isolation is too grandiose and empty, and appears hypocritical.
At this point, revealing a little ambition would actually make it more authentic.
"King of the Borderlands?"
Edley narrowed his eyes and said, "Red Iron Cub, you've got quite the nerve. I dwell in the Borderlands, I belong here too, and you want to be the king of the Borderlands—"
A cold laugh emanated from between the silver dragon's fangs: "—You mean, I also have to bow down and submit to you?!"
The misunderstanding has been cleared up.
But when she thought of Deborah's deception and the way she stood in front of the red iron dragon, she couldn't help but think of it.
Edley still harbored anger.
It wasn't the metal dragon's anger towards the evil dragon, but rather the anger of a father seeing his beloved children opposing him for the sake of other dragons that ignited within him.
Even if the other party is not an evil dragon, but a metal dragon, he will still be angry.
He is not a foolish white-scaled dragon, but a noble and wise silver dragon.
Edley's sharp eyes made it easy for him to see that the Crimson Silver Dragon had already fallen for the Red Iron Dragon; otherwise, it wouldn't have been sneaking around hiding it from him or blocking his way.
Thinking of how well-behaved and sensible Deborah used to be, and then looking at how wary she is of him now.
The more you try to hold back, the angrier you get.
Taking a step back only fuels anger.
Silver Dragon felt as if a fire was burning in his heart.
However, as a lawful dragon, the silver dragon adheres to its own principles and will not attack a young dragon without a specific reason or by bullying it.
So the silver dragon is 'nitpicking'.
He wanted to provoke Red Iron Dragon into showing his arrogant and wicked side, and make him speak rudely to him, so that he would have a reason to beat Red Iron Dragon to a pulp.
Under the silver dragon's cold gaze, Garos vaguely sensed his hostility.
Having a deep understanding of dragons, he could roughly guess the silver dragon's current thoughts and feelings.
"I can hand over the position of King of the Borderlands."
Red Iron Dragon smiled slightly, and said with a broad mind and carefree attitude: "I believe that Metal Dragon can also bring order to this place. When that time comes, I only hope to have a corner of land for me to live in."
The heavy punch landed on the light and fluffy cotton.
Silver Dragon's eye twitched, he exhaled a long breath, and then said:
“I am not interested in governing the territory.”
Both gold and silver dragons love order, but they are not good at governing their territories or handling trivial matters. Therefore, they tend to be guardians of order rather than creators and formulators.
“Red Iron Cub, you want to be the king of the border region and bring order to this place. Fine, I won’t stop you. I’ll even witness it for you.”
Speaking of which...
Silver Dragon changed the subject, his voice deepening, and said, "But if your existence makes the border region even more chaotic, I will show you what price you pay for deceiving a metal dragon."
The black and silver scales reflected a faint light, and the red iron dragon nodded slightly: "Please wait and see."
At this moment, seemingly sensing the determination in Red Iron Dragon's words, Silver Dragon's expression softened slightly.
He glanced around Dragon Valley, then folded his wings and slowly landed on the ground. Deborah and the bronze dragon Serena also landed on the ground.
Immediately, a faint white light appeared and flickered on their bodies.
The enormous silver dragon and copper dragon used shapeshifting magic to slowly shrink their bodies.
"The open space in Dragon Valley is spacious enough that there is no need to conceal the dragon's true form."
"Garos said."
“Oh dear, it’s not good to step on the flowers and grass. You’re too big, it’s not always convenient. You’ll understand in the future.” The red copper dragon wanted to say that Garos would understand in the future, but seeing Garos’s imposing size, he hesitated.
The size of a teenage red iron dragon is not as large as that of a mature adult dragon.
However, its sheer size is truly astonishing.
Both the silver dragon and the copper dragon were mature dragons over three hundred years old, but this was the first time in all those years that they had seen a dragon as strong as Garus.
Edley's face was as handsome as an elf's, with slightly narrow eyes that made his gaze sharp. His long, silvery-white hair, like a waterfall, was tied up with an ice crystal hair clip, and a diamond-shaped gem like an ice crystal hung from his left ear. Even though he was unsmiling and gave off an icy feeling, his appearance was truly extraordinary.
"The records in the heritage are correct. The silver dragon is indeed the most handsome and elegant dragon among the main types of dragons."
Garus looked at the silver dragon's humanoid form and shook his head almost imperceptibly, thinking, "It's just a bit too thin; it doesn't look like it has much muscle."
Muscles as strong as iron, bones as strong as cast steel.
Powerful! Dominant! Strong!
Even standing still without saying a word, he exudes terrifying strength. Galos himself prefers this kind of image.
Serena stood beside Edley. She was not as beautiful as the silver dragon, but she was still pretty and charming. Her face was dotted with freckles, her skin was delicate and the color of honey, and her eyes gave off a youthful vibe.
If I hadn't known she was an old woman over two hundred years old...
Galos would think she was a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.
“Red Iron Dragon, Deborah mentioned you before. I remember you were in the Sel Wilderness. Why did you come to the border region?”
Serena, unaware of what Red Iron Dragon was thinking, asked him.
“You may call me by my name—Garos.”
"I had no choice but to come to the border. I was suppressed and driven out by human nobles in the Sel Wilderness, and they also offered me a bounty."
Red Iron Dragon replied.
There was no resentment or anger in his voice, only a calm acceptance, a calm that comes with having weathered many storms.
Deborah blinked and explained for Red Iron Dragon, "When he was in the Wilderness of Sel, he secretly controlled a trade route, curbed monster attacks, set rules, and governed it in an orderly manner."
"However, the human nobles coerced them with huge taxes."
"Left with no other choice, he had to choose a lose-lose situation, abandoning his base in the Ser Wilderness and coming to a more barren borderland far from human settlements."
She looked directly at her parents and said slowly in a serious tone, "Father, Mother."
"You often say that the birth of dragons is related to the environment."
“Garos suffered a lot of prejudice, but he was not distorted by it. He was not the evil dragon in conventional perception. I have never seen him slaughter the weak and be bloodthirsty and violent.”
"He enjoys a peaceful life, likes to focus on exercise, lives a regular life, and is never lazy."
"The world was prejudiced against him and was his enemy, but he did not blame the world for it. He accepted reality, lived cautiously, and adapted silently."
So this is how I appear in Deborah's eyes?
Galos didn't speak, he just listened quietly.
He felt that Deborah had somewhat embellished his image, but overall she was fairly accurate, and he accepted the compliment.
(End of this chapter)
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