I... lost?
An almost absurd sense of illusion, like a cold tide, once again surged through the proud heart of young Gold Dragon.
Alberto Aurelius, the metal dragon who aspired to cover all nations with his wings of conquest and establish an eternal order, was unexpectedly defeated by a group of hybrid dragons led by a vicious dragon in this border area that was regarded as a desolate land?
Lost to an opponent who was younger than him, smaller than him, and Life Level should be lower than him?
Even, he was shot down from the glorious sky and smashed into the dust in embarrassment.
However, the reality is as cold as iron and cannot be argued with.
The light of the rising dawn, with an almost ironic clarity, quietly fell on the messy land after the war, clearly reflecting his humiliation at the moment.
Shatter's scales, solidified blood, and huge body sunk deep into the soil.
It also ruthlessly illuminated the figure of Red Iron Dragon.
He stood like a mountain, his dragon feet stepped heavily on Alberto's chest, and his vertical pupils looked down condescendingly, like a king looking down on another challenger who overestimates his capabilities.
"This battle! It's not over yet!"
Alberto In the depths of the golden dragon eyes, anger and unwillingness are burning like eternal flames.
He let out a thundering roar, and Conquest Sacred Oath condensed into a new blazing golden halberd in his claws. At the same time, the phantom of Crown Sacred Oath that had just been Shatter tried to condense again.
It must be admitted that Gold Dragon's racial talent, which stands at the pinnacle of Dragonkin, has given him unparalleled life toughness.
Although his appearance was covered in scars at the moment, with many scales rolled up and bones visible, these seemingly horrific wounds were still not serious injuries, and there was still power flowing Dragon Blood in his body.
Most Holy Slash!
Alberto The dragon's claws gripped Conquest Battle Halberd tightly and stabbed upwards violently.
The target was directed at the huge Red Iron Dragon foot that was trampling on his dignity.
However.
Buzz--!
The halberd with golden light suddenly stopped in mid-air when it was only a few feet away from the target, as if it was tightly grasped by a pair of invisible and strong giant hands, making it difficult to move forward.
Alberto's pupils suddenly contracted.
Through the extraordinary vision of energy perception, he clearly saw that behind the majestic body of Red Iron Dragon, two violent, ferocious, solid black and red Dragon Qi soared into the sky.
They twisted and condensed to form a pair of extremely thick, muscular and ferocious giant arms of energy, which were tightly clamping down on his shining Conquest Battle Halberd.
The domineering and arrogant nature of Dragon Qi and the pure sharpness of Holy Oath Energy violently collided and collided with each other.
Countless tiny sparks and light shards burst out, standing in a stalemate and refusing to give in to each other.
Sizzle!
Thick Golden Lightning flew on Red Iron Dragon's body, and its already strong body expanded again. Some cracked Cold Explosive Scale were stretched open by the bulging muscles, revealing more criss-crossed Battleworn Mark. At a glance, Red Iron Dragon's whole body seemed to be filled with unmatched oppressive momentum.
"Do you want to continue? Gold Dragon."
Red Iron Dragon gradually increased the pedaling force, causing Alberto's chest to slowly collapse and the bones to crackle.
"Cough--"
Broken teeth and blood spit out from the mouth. Gold Dragon's eyes were a little distracted, and the fighting spirit had completely dissipated. Conquest Sacred Oath and Crown Sacred Oath gradually converged and lost their edge.
He still has some energy left.
So what if the Red Iron Dragon in front of me is not the same?
It was hard for him to imagine that the other party had gone through such fierce and dangerous battles that he could have so much Battleworn Mark in his body without even being Young Adult Stage. When he thought about how complacent he was at just the little Battleworn Mark he had on his body, his mood became very complicated.
But.
The current situation of being stepped on still made Alberto feel extremely angry and ashamed. He roared, and an inconspicuous scale on his neck lit up slightly, suddenly exuding unusual pressure.
The intensity is somewhat similar to Dragon Might when Frostmark first saw Red Iron Dragon "humiliating" his own heir and became angry.
There is no doubt that it is at least some kind of life-saving spell left by Mature Dragon.
Garos's eyes flashed and he already stepped back.
His dragon kiss opened slightly, and the heat in his body surged. Destruction Dragon Breath was ready to attack, Iron Dragon Sorog, the red dragon Samantha, and White Dragon Tressie. The three of them were also brewing the strongest attack at the same time, and were ready in case Gold Dragon chose to fight to the death.
"Dual-Oath Sacred Dragon, Young Adult Stage."
At this moment, a faint whisper with a somewhat cunning tone, a somewhat playful tone, and a metallic texture came out, breaking the tense atmosphere.
"Huh? Wait, are you Alberto·Aurelius?"
Red-Silver Dragon Deborah was hovering in mid-air, the dragon claw gently rubbing his jaw, as if to confirm something.
Finally, she smacked her lips, and the sound was not loud, but it passed clearly into the ears of every dragon. "I am very impressed. You seem to have made a loud and clear announcement at a gathering of the younger generation of the Endless Sea Dragon Realm."
"A truly strong person does not need to rely on the favor and charity of his elders. The world and order that belongs to him should and can only be created and developed by his own hands."
"That's what you said, right?"
Young man Gold Dragon's expression stiffened, and the scales on his neck slowly dimmed again.
After he was no longer suppressed by Red Iron Dragon, he got up, his chest heaving violently, breathing heavily, and at the same time he turned to look at the Metal Dragon compatriot who had stabbed him in the back.
"The guy who associates with Evil Dragon. Who are you? Why do you know about me!"
he questioned.
Red-Silver Dragon Deborah blinked his eyes and said in a calm tone that stated the established facts, "Alberto·Aurelius. Endless Sea Dragon Realm Among the younger generation Gold Dragon, he is the most controversial, rebellious, and stubborn person. He is extremely talented and has great potential, but his personality is... tsk tsk, perverse and extreme, and he is self-righteous to the extreme."
"My parents..."
She tilted her huge dragon head slightly, as if remembering.
"I have mentioned you more than once, and used your example as a negative example to teach me, so that I must take a warning and never make the same mistake again."
She paused for a moment, admiring Alberto's face that became even more ugly due to these words, and then slowly continued to add.
"Actually, as far as I know."
"Many other older Metal Dragon compatriots habitually regard you as a living warning example to warn their descendants of the wrong path."
"Did you really never realize that you were already famous?"
"It's a pity that this reputation may not be the kind of glory you are pursuing."
Alberto is Gold Dragon from the lawful good alignment.
But it can be seen from the Conquest Oath that he is not a traditional Gold Dragon. There are many Gold Dragon who take Holy Dragon Path, but there are only a handful of people who choose Conquest Oath.
Alberto's character is more extreme, and if it's a little more extreme, he's lawful evil.
The only remaining dividing line between him and pure lawful evil is this: Deep in Alberto's heart, he still considers the life value and humble feelings of those who are weak.
He aspires to establish the original intention of Eternal Golden Order, rooted in a grand goal.
--To completely eliminate all sources of evil and pain in the world, so that all living beings can stand under the perfect order created by his own hands and achieve a better life.
As for pure lawful evil.
They also value the supreme authority of discipline and rules, but they will never care about the ant-like value of life under the crushing rules, let alone the cries and thoughts of the weak.
Their real purpose in establishing rules and order.
It is to implement rule more efficiently and more firmly, and to seize everything you want more smoothly.
"I Alberto·Aurelius--"
Facing Red-Silver Dragon's merciless exposure and faint ridicule, Gold Dragon slowly raised his head, stretched out his dragon's tongue, and licked off the remaining Dragon Blood on his paws.
"--Never mind those mediocre people who can't understand my way."
He was in poor condition, but his voice was still deep and strong, like rolling thunder brewing in his chest. "Other dragons think that I am difficult to get along with, and they arbitrarily rebuked my dreams and accused me of being too extreme."
"But."
Alberto's eyes penetrated Red-Silver Dragon in front of him, looking towards the vast sky.
"From the long-term perspective of this vast universe and infinite time, unless it is truly Immortal Realm, Eternal Realm immortal Deity, any idea of intelligent life and any seemingly great action are essentially meaningless."
"In that case, why should I avoid my truest thoughts?"
Gold Dragon Clan generally possesses a far deeper vision than other Dragonkin, and can perceive the awe-inspiring vastness and distance of River of Time.
Alberto also has this quality.
However, his foresight led him to embark on a unique path.
He believes:
Life is, after all, a great journey inward to seek the essence of oneself.
Instead of being cautious, hiding one's true nature, and living a so-called correct but mediocre life by the rules, it is better to face the beating heart and the most primitive and fiery cry deep in the soul, do what the heart truly desires, chase one's dreams, and realize the ultimate value of one's existence.
That's the only way.
When the final and inevitable death curtain falls, he can step into the silence of the Eternal Realm with his head held high, with no regrets in his heart and worthy of the life that belongs to him Alberto·Aurelius.