Thick clouds were like a lead-gray curtain, covering the ring-shaped sinkhole heavily.
The cold, fine raindrops seemed to be endless, falling continuously from the gray sky, beating on this wet land.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Accompanied by the heavy and powerful flapping of wings, the red dragon Gorsas, with scales as bright as blood, hovered low in the mid-air of the sinkhole.
Dense raindrops rolled down his smooth and ferocious blood-colored scales, splashing fine water splashes on the ground.
However, the search during this period found nothing, and as time passed, Red Dragon's already surly expression gradually became more gloomy and depressing than the dark clouds covering the sinkhole.
After dozens of seconds, the patience seemed to be exhausted.
Gorsas suddenly folded its huge wings, and its heavy body, carrying the sound of wind, landed in a relatively open space at the bottom of the sinkhole, with mud splashing everywhere under its claws.
Iron Dragon Laetitia followed closely behind and landed cautiously, staying a hundred meters away from the red dragon.
The rain also slid down her metal-like scales, and her posture was full of alertness.
"Laetitia, tell me."
Gorsas slowly turned around, lowered his huge head slightly, and locked his eyes directly on Iron Dragon.
"Why can't I find any trace of the existence of Frenzied Flame?"
His tone was unusually calm, as calm as the dead sea before a storm, but it made Laetitia's heart ring with alarm, as if he was facing a volcano about to erupt, and he could feel the dangerous vibrations coming from beneath his feet.
Maybe it was because this trip failed to fulfill my wish and it was all in vain.
Maybe it was just because of the annoying rainy weather, or his unpredictable mood swings.
In short, the aura emanating from the red dragon Gorsas shows that he seems to be on the verge of going insane.
"I don't know."
Laetitia's voice sounded, trying to remain calm without a trace of ripples. "I have never witnessed the resurgence of Frenzied Flame here. What I am telling you is just the rumors I heard."
Gorsas took a step forward.
The huge body approached Iron Dragon step by step, and every step made the ground tremble slightly.
"Since the news is coming from here, how is it possible that we can't find even the slightest sign of its existence?"
Under the red dragon's oppressive gaze, Iron Dragon slowly moved backwards, maintaining a safe distance.
"I said it, it might just be spread by a group of adventurers..."
Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by Gorsas's sudden roar.
"Shut up!"
The red dragon's voice instantly overwhelmed the howling of the wind and rain, and the expression on his face instantly changed from calm to fierce and violent, and the flames in his pupils seemed to be shooting out.
"Laetitia! Is that you?!"
"Did you secretly take Frenzied Flame that should belong to me?! Did you hide it?!"
Iron Dragon Laetitia His whole body was as tense as a fully drawn bow string, his heart was awe-inspiring, and he realized that the other party's emotions were extremely unstable.
She maintained her composure on the surface and responded, "I have no interest in Frenzied Flame. Gorsas. I'm afraid you are the only one in the entire wilderness who would regard such a dangerous and twisted thing as a treasure."
The red dragon Gorsas fell into a brief silence, his huge head tilted slightly, as if he was thinking hard about something.
After a few seconds, the anger on his face receded like a tide, and a gentle look appeared instead.
"Be good, my dear Laetitia."
"I know that you may have hidden Frenzied Flame for my own good, fearing that I would be harmed by Frenzied Flame, or out of some other thoughts that I don't understand yet."
"But, look."
His voice became softer, but there was a heart-stopping danger hidden under this softness. "I have wasted a lot of time here on this matter, and my patience is limited."
"Don't let me down, take out Frenzied Flame."
"Now, immediately."
This capricious appearance made Laetitia feel even more creepy.
The wariness in Iron Dragon's eyes deepened, and she repeated, "Let me say it for the last time, I don't have Frenzied Flame here."
"Gorsas, what you are obsessed with is just your own imagination."
Hearing this, the gentleness on Red Dragon Gorsas's face quickly faded, and was replaced bit by bit by gloom, irritability, and rage.
He began to swing his huge tail irritably, and the tip of the tail was like a plowshare, carving deep ravines on the soft ground, with mud and gravel flying everywhere.
"Laetitia! You seem to regard me as a fool who can be fooled at will?!"
Gorsas let out a suppressed roar, his voice rolling like thunder. "People fear me and call me Mad King! Mad King! Tyrant! But definitely not a stupid king!"
"Any news will never be made out of nothing without any origin!"
His sharp gaze was like a knife, fixed on Iron Dragon: "Since news of Frenzied Flame's resurgence has spread in the sinkhole, there must be clues to its existence!"
"However, I can't find any clues!"
Having said this, Gorsas's pupils shrank into two thin lines, and his speaking speed suddenly accelerated.
"Now, there are only two possibilities for the truth before me -"
"Or, Frenzied Flame does exist here, and you, my dear Laetitia, hid it from me!"
"Either it's you! Laetitia! It's you who deliberately spread false news and lured me here! You want to harm me!"
The huge body of the red dragon Gorsas leaned forward slightly and roared word for word, "Tell me! Laetitia! Now! What is the situation?!"
The cold raindrops hit Iron Dragon's scales, making a tiny crackling sound.
She remained silent, feeling secretly shocked.
Unexpectedly, even though Gorsas seemed so crazy, he still had the same extraordinary quick wit as before and was able to approach the truth so quickly.
"Look into my eyes! Answer me!"
The red dragon's low roar escalated into a thunderous roar, causing the surrounding rain to become chaotic.
He pressed forward step by step, and the dangerous light in his eyes almost turned into reality.
Suddenly, Gorsas's movements suddenly stopped, as if he stepped on something foreign.
He looked down and found an inconspicuous broken scale in the mud washed away by the rain.
It seems to have been there for a while, almost integrated with the land, and is only now revealed by the washing of rain.
The scales are black, but the edges have a faint silvery sheen.
--Cold Explosive Scale of Garos.
Those were the old scales that were broken and scattered on this land during the previous sparring session with Iron Dragon Laetitia.
"Dragon scales?"
Gorsas stretched out the other front paw, twisted up the broken scales stained with muddy water, and brought it close to his nostrils to smell it heavily.
A highly recognizable smell mixed with sulfur and metal entered his perception.
"The breath of the red dragon... and the smell of Iron Dragon..."
He murmured to himself, and then, as if a bolt of lightning flashed through his mind, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes became extremely fierce, and he bared his white fangs at Iron Dragon Laetitia.
"Laetitia! It seems that the warning I gave you was not profound enough!"
He asked sternly, "Tell me! Are these the so-called scales of Molten Iron King?!"
Before Iron Dragon could answer, Gorsas had already sprayed out two blazing flames from his nose, and his anger was ignited. "Bitch! You actually hooked up with other dragons and joined forces to murder me!"
The atmosphere in the sinkhole solidified instantly, and even the raindrops seemed to become heavy.
"This is a trap! A trap for me, Gorsas!"
The red dragon was furious, and its roar shook the earth, "Laetitia! I still retain an old love for you, so sincere and passionate! But you betray me like this! Damn it! You deserve to die!"
"You think you can deal with me just by relying on that "Molten Iron King" who appears out of nowhere? Come on! Let him come! I'll wait here! I'll kill you all, leaving no one behind!"
He had completely seen through Frenzied Flame's message was just a bait. However, his extremely inflated self-confidence and Rage made him have no intention of retreating. Instead, he decided to stay at Sinkhole Territory and fight head-on.
Gorsas had a violent look on his face and roared, "Before your good helper arrives, bitch, I will unscrew your beautiful head first! Think of it as a meeting gift for that bastard!"
"Then, I will break his neck! Then sew your head back on! Let you be together forever! Hahahaha!"
The stimulated red dragon completely revealed its crazy and violent nature.
However, facing Gorsas in such a crazy state, no fear appeared on Laetitia's face. She just raised her head slightly, looking past the red dragon's huge body and looking at the distant sky behind him that was shrouded in rain.
A bright meteor that tore through the gloomy sky and burned with long tail flames was streaking across the sky at an unparalleled speed!
It tears through the howling wind and rain, and outlines a beautiful and deadly arc in the leaden background.
It has a clear goal and is falling straight towards Sinkhole Territory!
"Who?!"
"Who?!"
The red dragon Gorsas turned around suddenly with intuition like Beast, looked up at the sky, and his pupils reflected the light spot approaching at an extremely fast speed.
Boom! Boom!
Accompanied by circles of spreading sonic boom clouds, the meteor reached the sky above the sinkhole at an unparalleled speed. It did not hit the ground directly, but circled dexterously, and like a king descending, landed steadily on the top of the rugged and steep rock wall, revealing its true form.
That was not a meteor from the sky.
The Lord of Borderlands, the undisputed ruler of the northwest region, the evil star representing death, Molten Iron King--Garos!
He's coming!
In the curtain of wind and rain, the two powerful dragons truly faced each other for the first time, and their eyes without tenderness met in the air.
The majestic dragon horns swept back shone with a cold light.
Sharp and dense thorns are spread all over the back and joints.
The bulging muscles are like steel, full of explosive power.
The thick teeth protruding from between the upper and lower jaws show the ferocity of the predator... These are the typical characteristics of the red dragon. They are clearly identifiable on Gorsas, but they also have a unique charm.
Garos narrowed his eyes slightly and examined this Red Dragon Father.
He finally noticed the scales on Gorsas's body that were as dazzling as blood. The scales were more vivid and dazzling than any red dragon he had ever seen. There was a layer of Battleworn Mark on them that was indelible, telling the story of the countless battles and glory that its owner had experienced.
In addition.
Although it may not be as strong as Garos itself, Gorsas's physique is far beyond that of an ordinary red dragon. Coupled with its body length of over 28 meters, which is much longer than Garos, the overall appearance is several times larger than Garos. The visual pressure and impact are extremely strong.
Opposite, Gorsas looked gloomy as water, and was also looking at this uninvited guest carefully.
Huge wings with sharp edges like blades.
Layers upon layers of thick dragon scales that seem to have multiple layers of protection.
Sharp, cold, dense clusters of thorns like a forest of swords.
And that dragon body with bulging muscles and so strong that even Gorsas was secretly surprised.
... The bloodline characteristics of the red dragon and Iron Dragon seem to be perfectly integrated and sublimated in this Molten Iron King, and many unique characteristics have also evolved.
"Molten Iron King, a half-breed bastard."
Gorsas spoke first, his voice full of contempt and murderous intent. "You want to team up with this bitch Laetitia to kill me? Then come on! I promise, I will let you experience the most extreme pain and torture in the world!"
However, just as he finished his harsh words, his nose twitched slightly, carefully capturing the breath of Dragonkin coming from the air.
An indescribable doubt replaced part of the violence and appeared in his eyes, preventing him from attacking immediately.
Red Iron Dragon stretched its wings, jumped from the rock wall, and landed calmly on the ground.
He walked steadily towards Gorsas step by step.
As the distance got closer, Gorsas smelled a bloodline aura that became increasingly clearer and more familiar to him from Red Iron Dragon.
Molten Iron King...Red Dragon Bloodline...Iron Dragon Bloodline...
Gorsas subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his strong body covered with blood-red scales, then turned his head sharply and looked at Iron Dragon Laetitia who was keeping a vigilant posture on the side.
At the same time.
The vague sense of familiarity in my mind was like a ignited fuse, reaching its peak in an instant and turning into a somewhat absurd conclusion.
"You... you are my heir?!"
Gorsas blurted out in shock, the dragon's pupils expanded slightly.
He looked at Red Iron Dragon, who was so strong and only a few times smaller than him, and his brain shut down for a moment.
According to time calculation, if this is his descendant, it should be at the Young Dragon stage at most now.
A Young Dragon already has such a terrifying size and majestic life, and has even gained such a prominent reputation in the wilderness.
After a brief shock, the gaze of the red dragon Gorsas was quickly replaced by a deeper and sinister look.
Are you proud or gratified by the outstanding achievements of future generations?
This has never been his style.
On the contrary, when he thought that this descendant with his own blood might completely surpass him in the next few decades or hundreds of years, an uncontrollable anger and surging murderous intention burst out from the bottom of his heart.
"Hello, father."
Garos Faced with the red dragon's cold and dangerous gaze, he didn't have the slightest fear and approached slowly step by step.
"I've heard a lot about you, and your behavior does make me feel threatened, but after all, those are just hearsay, not what I've seen with my own eyes."
"Maybe we can try to talk."
"I actually don't mind living in this vast wilderness with my blood relatives. The space here is big enough and should be able to accommodate us at the same time."
When the distance between the two shortens to less than a hundred meters.
Red dragon Gorsas suddenly opened his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile, but there was no smile in his eyes, only cold ridicule.
"Little boy, listen to your arrogant tone."
"You don't mind? Haha... who do you think you are? Do you think you are qualified to stand here and talk to me in such an equal manner?"
His voice paused for a moment, and then the topic suddenly changed.
"Oh... it seems that I was a little... too excited just now."
He said with a smile, "My dear child, maybe we can really join forces!"
"Father and son work together to conquer and rule this endless wilderness, let those humble microorganisms like insects tremble under our Dragon Might, and praise the greatness of our father and son from generation to generation!"
"Of course, there is a small prerequisite."
"My good son, now, kneel down in the mud and crawl in front of your great father! Let me see the respect and love you deserve!"
This is not normal communication, but outright provocation and humiliation.
Garos stopped just a few dozen meters away from Gorsas.
He shook his head slightly and said to Gorsas, "It seems that there is really nothing left to talk about between us."
Almost at the same time as his voice fell.
Amethyst Dragon Lion! Sacred Spirit Deer! Immortal Bird! Gold Dragon Alberto! Flower Lord Xia'er! Iron Dragon Sorog! Red dragon Samantha One after another, figures exuding powerful aura appeared in the surrounding rain curtain, surrounding the cliffs surrounding the sinkhole.
All kinds of eyes were like physical chains, focusing and firmly locking on Gorsas.
The smile on Gorsas's face disappeared instantly.
"Damn bastard!!"
He let out a roar that shattered the rain curtain, and his huge wings spread violently.
"You think you can challenge me with these rotten fish and shrimps?! How dare you come so close to me alone?!"
"I will take out your heart today! Break your neck! Crush your bones!! I promise!! The process will make you miserable!! And I will enjoy every second of it!!!"
Phew!
The red dragon suddenly spread its wings and was about to pounce on Garos who was very close at hand.
However, Garos moved one step faster than him.
At the moment when Gorsas launched an attack, Garos's dragon claw, which was already ready to attack, suddenly threw out a metal array plate engraved with complex runes.
He got close to Gorsas just for this moment.
The array disk rotated rapidly in the air, emitting a dark light.
In an instant, the red dragon Gorsas felt that the surrounding space was rapidly distorting, and his body began to sink.
It is not sinking physically, but the space itself is collapsing inwards.
With him as the center, a dark red space vortex rose out of thin air, like a giant beast suddenly opening its bloody mouth, swallowing his entire body.
The scene in front of Red Dragon suddenly solidified at first, and then like an oil painting washed away by heavy rain, the colors were blurred and quickly dissipated.
Instead.
They are figures gradually becoming clearer in the distorted light and shadow, as well as the outline of an unfamiliar building.
PS: There are too many. I don't have time to finish them today, so I'll post the battles and update them tomorrow.