So Angry-He Wanted to Beat the Red Iron Whelp Until Its Teeth Scattered Across the Ground

As the night falls, the chilling atmosphere of Dragon Valley gradually disappears.

The frost covering the earth faded away silently, the frozen flowers and plants stretched out again, and the frightened little animals shook off the broken ice and fled in haste.

--Not a leaf withered due to frost, and neither vegetation nor creatures were damaged by the wrath of Silver Dragon.

Red Iron Dragon's pupils shrank slightly.

This is not a sign of lack of strength, but rather confirms [Frostmark]'s near-perfect control over the power of ice.

As a lawful good Dragonkin, he still abides by the rules even when he is angry, and does not even harm the smallest life.

Only Garos, who was the main target, withstood the chill that penetrated his soul, and the shock of breaking the ice crystals caused his Cold Explosive Scale to be covered in cracks.

"I'm afraid he is not Mature Dragon who just turned 200 years old. Life Level may be 19, not 18."

If Silver Dragon, who is level 19, wants to compete for hegemony, Borderlands will have nothing to do with the four major tribes, and they can only rely on Dragon Breath to survive.

"Fortunately, ice resistance is no longer a weakness. If I were an ordinary blue Adolescent Red Dragon, I might have been seriously injured just now."

Garos secretly rejoiced, while thinking about the shortcomings of Cold Explosive Scale.

--It relies on absorbing heat rather than creating low temperatures out of thin air.

This means that fire-based attacks can help him accumulate heat energy, but pure extreme cold and ultra-low temperature attacks without heat can restrain his heat-absorbing effect.

"The road of evolution is long and bumpy. My Cold Explosive Scale is far from perfect. It has shortcomings and weaknesses."

"I don't know how long it will take for the perfect Ultimate Dragon to reach this point."

Garos thought silently in his heart.

At the same time, Frostmark Aldri folded his wings and hovered in the air. He lowered his head, his silver pupils casting a scrutinizing gaze. "Remediate Borderlands? Red iron bastard, do you know how much blood and death are flowing in this land?"

"Order cannot be something you can say in just one sentence."

Garos did not refute Silver Dragon's words, but said seriously, "It is precisely because of this that I chose to take action."

The voice paused slightly, Red Iron Dragon raised his head slightly, his face was calm but showed a hint of ambition, and said, "How can those insect-like creatures be managed well Borderlands?"

"Only by clearing them all away and becoming King of the Borderlands can I bring order to this place and end the chaos and conflict."

Just talking about order is too false and empty, and appears hypocritical.

At this time, it is appropriate to show a little ambition, which will make it more real.

"King of the Borderlands?"

Aldri narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Red Iron bastard, your tone is not small. I live in Borderlands and belong here too, and you want to be the king of Borderlands--"

Silver Dragon sneered from between his fangs, "--You mean, I also want to surrender to you?!"

The misunderstanding is resolved.

But when I think of Deborah's deception and the appearance of Red Iron Dragon standing in front of him.

Aldri still has anger in his heart.

It was not Metal Dragon's anger towards Evil Dragon, but the anger belonging to an old father that burst out in his heart when he saw his cherished children turning against him for the sake of other dragons.

Even if the other party is not Evil Dragon, but Metal Dragon, he will still be angry.

He is not the stupid White Scale, but the noble and wise Silver Dragon.

Aldri has sharp eyes, and it is not difficult to see that Red-Silver Dragon has fallen in love with this Red Iron Dragon, otherwise he would not hide it secretly from himself or stop it in front of him.

Thinking of how Deborah used to be well-behaved and sensible, and then look at how he is wary of himself now.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I became.

Take a step back and get angry.

Silver Dragon I feel as if there is a fire burning in my heart.

However, as lawful Dragonkin and Silver Dragon abide by the principles in their hearts, they will not bully Young Adult Dragon without specific reasons.

So Silver Dragon is "looking for trouble".

He wanted to stimulate Red Iron Dragon to show Evil Dragon's unruly appearance and speak rudely to him, so that he would have a reason to beat Red Iron Dragon to pieces.

Under Silver Dragon's cold gaze, Garos vaguely felt his unkindness.

Being well versed in dragon nature, he could probably guess Silver Dragon's psychology and thoughts at this time.

"I can give up King of the Borderlands's position."

Red Iron Dragon smiled slightly and said openly and freely, "I believe Metal Dragon can also bring order to this place. When the time comes, I just hope there is a corner for me to live."

The heavy punch hit the fluttering cotton.

Silver Dragon's eyes twitched, he exhaled a long breath, and then said:

"I'm not interested in running a territory."

Gold-and-Silver Dragon all like order, but they are not good at managing territory or handling trivial matters. Therefore, more often than not, they tend to be the guardians of order rather than the creators and formulators.

"Red Iron Boy, if you want to be King of the Borderlands and want to bring order to this place, you can. I won't stop you and will even witness for you."

Speaking of which.

Silver Dragon changed the topic, his voice became a little deeper, and said, "But, if Borderlands becomes more chaotic because of your existence, I will let you know the price of bluffing Metal Dragon."

The black and silver scales reflected the faint light, Red Iron Dragon nodded gently. "Please wait and see."

At this time, Silver Dragon seemed to feel the determination in Red Iron Dragon's words, and Silver Dragon's expression softened slightly.

He glanced around Dragon Valley, then folded his wings and slowly landed on the ground. Deborah and Copper Dragon Selina also came to the ground.

Immediately, a burst of white light appeared and flickered from their bodies.

The huge Silver Dragon and Copper Dragon are slowly shrinking while using Shapeshifting Spell.

"Dragon Valley's open space is spacious enough, so there is no need to contain the dragon's true form."

Garos said.

"Oh, it's not good to step on flowers and plants. It's too big and sometimes it's not convenient for you in the future." Copper Dragon wanted to say, Garos will understand later, but seeing Garos's majestic figure at this time, his words stopped.

The body shape of teenager Red Iron Dragon is not as good as Mature Dragon.

But the level of strength is really incredible.

Silver Dragon and Copper Dragon, both are Mature Dragon who are over 300 years old, but in these long years, this is the first time to see such an exaggeratedly strong dragon as Garos.

Aldri's face is as handsome as Elf's. His eyes are slightly narrow and long, which makes him look sharp. His long silver-white hair like a waterfall is tied with an ice crystal hairpin. A prismatic gemstone like an ice soul hangs from his left ear. Even though he is stern and gives people a feeling like an iceberg, his appearance is really extraordinary.

"The record in the inheritance is correct. Silver Dragon is indeed the most handsome and elegant Dragonkin among Primary-Class Dragon."

Garos looked at Silver Dragon's human form and shook his head inconspicuously, thinking, "It's just a little too thin. It doesn't look like there are many muscles on the body."

Muscles like iron, sinews like steel.

Powerful! Dominant! Strong!

Even if you stand and don't speak, it makes people feel powerful and scary. Garos prefers this kind of image.

Selina is standing next to Aldri. She looks much different than Silver Dragon, but she is also beautiful and playful. Her face is dotted with freckles, her skin is delicate, and the color is like honey. Her eyes are full of youthfulness.

If I hadn't known that she was over two hundred years old.

Garos would think she is a girl of fifteen or sixteen years old.

"Red Iron Dragon, Deborah mentioned you before, I remember you were at Ser Wilderness, why did you come to Borderlands?"

Selina didn't know what Red Iron Dragon was thinking, so he asked.

"You can call me by my name--Garos."

"I came to Borderlands out of necessity. In Ser Wilderness, I was suppressed and expelled by the human nobles and offered a reward."

Red Iron Dragon replied.

There was no frustration or anger in the voice, but just a calmness that was accustomed to it and had gone through wind and rain.

Deborah blinked and explained for Red Iron Dragon: "When he was at Ser Wilderness, he controlled a business channel behind the scenes, restrained monsters from hurting people, formulated rules, and managed them in an orderly manner."

"However, the human nobles forced them with huge taxes."

"In desperation, he could only choose to lose both sides. He gave up his foundation in Ser Wilderness and came to Borderlands, which is even more barren and far away from human beings."

She looked directly at her parents and said slowly in a serious tone, "Father, mother."

"You often say that the birth of Evil Dragon is related to the environment."

"Garos has suffered a lot of prejudice, but he has not been distorted by it. He is by no means the Evil Dragon in the conventional perception. I have never seen him killing the weak and being bloodthirsty and violent."

"He likes a quiet life, likes to focus on exercise, a regular life, and is never lazy."

"The world was prejudiced against him and was against him, but he did not blame the world for this. He accepted the reality calmly, survived cautiously, and adapted silently."

Is this what I look like in the eyes of Deborah?

Garos didn't speak, just listened quietly.

He felt that Deborah seemed to glorify him a bit, but overall it was pretty much the same, so he accepted the reputation calmly.