Thick leaden clouds hung low, as if they were within reach, and the icy wind and rain fell in an endless stream.
The large raindrops hit the steel-like scales of the dragon and shattered into pieces. Due to the high temperature, it turned into finer steam that rose and spread along the outline of the dragon's body.
Gorsas has been firmly imprisoned by Molten Iron King's iron-like claws.
At first, he was still struggling and twisting wildly, roaring and hissing full of unwillingness and Rage from his mouth. However, when all resistance became meaningless, his anger began to slowly dissipate, and the blood in his eyes that was too rich to turn away gradually faded.
He stopped struggling pointlessly.
He raised his huge head and looked directly into the deep dragon eyes of Red Iron Dragon. There was no awareness or fear of the dying dragon in his eyes. Instead, more intense resentment burst out in his eyes, and he cursed angrily, "Damn bastard! My blood is flowing in your body! Your strength and your existence are all because of me!"
"Now you are turning to kill your source! You ungrateful evil!"
Red Iron Dragon just tilted his head slightly and remained silent. His huge body remained motionless in the wind and rain, and he was so calm that it was heart-stopping.
At this time, Gorsas's voice suddenly stopped.
As if by magic, a flattering and flattering smile appeared on that ferocious dragon's face, and his tone became extremely soft.
"My dear son, just now... I was too excited and said some nonsense."
He said, "Unthankful? This is the virtue of our Evil Dragon family! You have done a great job, very well!"
"In view of the fact that we are father and son connected by blood after all, how about letting me go so that we can reconcile and never cross paths with each other?"
"This wilderness can be ruled by our father and son together in the future!"
Red Iron Dragon remains silent.
Gorsas's smile froze, then melted like ice and snow, his expression suddenly became so gloomy that it could drip water, and the conversation changed sharply again.
"Little bastard! Do you really want to hear me begging for mercy and crying for mercy?"
"Haha! Did those soft words I just said make you feel happy? No! They were just my whim, just to tease you!" His eyes became fierce again.
"Don't think you'll win if you do this!"
"I swear! Even if I, Gorsas, fall into the deepest depths of Hell, I will definitely crawl back! We, father and son, are destined to see each other again one day!"
"At that time, I will not only break your neck with my own hands! I will also listen to your painful wails and eat you alive piece by piece! Let you feel endless pain!"
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Being defeated by his own heir and ending up in such a miserable end, Gorsas's heart was filled with extreme unwillingness and humiliation.
Sometimes he begged for mercy in a low voice, sometimes he cursed hysterically, and sometimes he issued vicious threats. His mental state was obviously still in a state of chaos and madness.
Garos remained silent from beginning to end.
But in fact, he did not deliberately maintain this posture.
His heart at this moment was being burned and occupied by a raging flame.
It was not an actual flame, but an extremely blazing anger that was ignited out of thin air.
This anger contained unspeakable violence and madness, causing the edges of his vision to be covered with a layer of lingering blood, and the rain falling from the sky seemed to have turned into a thick rain of blood.
Deep in his ears, there seemed to be countless small and seductive whispers ringing continuously.
They instigated him to kill and destroy.
They encouraged him to release the most primitive Rage in his heart and tear everything in front of him into pieces.
Starting from Gorsas Rage, Garos was inevitably affected by his anger. In addition, the entire battle was fierce, and he had no time or room to stabilize his mind and dispel this negative influence.
As time passed, the suppressed anger in his heart not only did not subside, but became more and more turbulent as if fuel was continuously added. It was only temporarily suppressed by his strong willpower and hidden under his seemingly calm expression.
And now with the end of the battle, everything broke out.
This kind of deep corrosive influence that directly targets the spiritual level is definitely not the scope of Wild Dragon's skills.
There is no doubt that this is caused by Frenzied Flame.
In fact, it was precisely because of Frenzied Flame's interference with the besiegers' minds that the originally tight siege and suppression formation lost coordination and each fought independently. Otherwise, the process of gathering everyone's strength to kill Gorsas should have been much easier.
"Why do I feel so uncontrollably angry?"
Garos tried hard to concentrate his remaining rationality and try to calm down the irritability and rage in his heart.
He lowered his head at the same time and looked at his scarred dragon body.
There was a lot of blood on his body, some of which came from his own wounds that were deep enough to see the bones, and some of which belonged to Gorsas. The hot Dragon Blood flowed along the rain, and it seemed that part of it was passing through his wounds and merging with his body in some way.
"Frenzied Flame... it was transferred to my body through the blood of Gorsas as a medium?"
Red Iron Dragon felt something in his heart.
He felt it vaguely.
Every time you have close contact with Gorsas, especially after you are contaminated with the other person's Dragon Blood, the negative impact of this Frenzied Flame will continue to deepen, like a gangrene attached to the bone.
I don't know when it started.
His pair of dragon eyes have also turned into the same blood red color as Gorsas.
The Frenzied Flame flame in my heart is burning fiercely, getting stronger and stronger, constantly attacking the dam of reason.
However, it is completely different from Gorsas's exposed madness. Even though his heart is in turmoil, Garos still maintains an uneasy calm on the surface.
This contrast between inside and outside makes him appear even more dangerous.
"Bastard! What are you still hesitating about? Are you really feeling that ridiculous compassion and want to let me go?"
Gorsas is still chattering.
Words full of resentment and provocation were like needles piercing Red Iron Dragon's tense nerves, making him feel an indescribable irritation.
He wanted to take action immediately and completely end Gorsas's life, but a trace of remaining clarity deep in his heart warned him.
Killing Gorsas on the spot may cause Frenzied Flame to erode deeper.
"I, Gorsas, don't need any charity or mercy! I promise that as long as I have a chance, I will cut you into pieces in the future! Kill all the creatures you care about and cherish! Let you taste the most extreme pain in the world..."
Before Gorsas finished speaking, he was interrupted by a low and suppressed sound, Dragon Language, which seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of his throat.
"Noisy!"
Garos The last bit of patience in his blood-red eyes finally ran out.
He could no longer suppress the irritability and violence inside him.
Dragon Arm's muscles clasped around Gorsas's neck flexed in terror, and powerful power exploded instantly. A heart-breaking sound of shattering dragon scales and a muffled sound of tough flesh being forcibly torn could be heard from the claws.
". I will definitely come back!"
Gorsas's pupils suddenly contracted, and with the last of his strength, he spat out these unwilling words intermittently. A pair of giant eyes that gradually lost focus stared at Red Iron Dragon who was very close at hand. They did not close their eyes until the breath was completely cut off, as if to imprint the appearance of this patricide deeply into their souls.
The unblinking gaze was like adding fuel to the fire, making the anger in Red Iron Dragon's heart burn even more intensely.
Simply breaking his neck was not enough to vent the violent emotions that almost engulfed him.
Stab!
With a horrifying sound like the tearing of cloth, Garos's sharp claws deeply penetrated the scales and flesh of Gorsas's neck.
He let out a low growl that he had suppressed for a long time, and actually tore Gorsas's head from his neck.
The hot Dragon Blood gushed out like a fountain, and was quickly washed away by the cold rain.
He casually played with the red dragon's head, which still maintained a ferocious expression, with one paw, while condescendingly watching the headless dragon body fall to the muddy ground below, until there was a dull impact sound.
After doing all this, a trace of cruel satisfaction flashed through his blood-red eyes.
Boom!
Just at this moment, a bolt of thunder pierced the dark sky, illuminating the sky instantly.
The giant dragons and beasts that fell in different places and were extremely injured barely raised their heads and looked at the sky.
In their field of vision, the majestic and ferocious figure of Red Iron Dragon holding the enemy's head was clearly reflected, and a chill rose involuntarily from the bottom of their hearts.
In their impression, although Molten Iron King is powerful and majestic, it is not a cruel and violent dragon.
However, at this moment, Molten Iron King, suspended in the wind and rain, could not see any obvious emotional ups and downs on the dragon's face. It was terrifyingly calm, but it exuded an extremely dangerous and evil aura.
This feeling is very similar in nature to the crazy Gorsas before.
"Garos, his mind was eroded by Frenzied Flame?"
Gold Dragon Alberto His chest was heaving violently, he was breathing hard, and this heavy thought came to his mind.
Regarding the information about Frenzied Flame, Garos briefly mentioned it to him, but did not explain in detail that it had such a terrible mind-eroding effect.
It is estimated that even Garos himself did not know it before, but now he was accidentally tricked.
At the same time.
Molten Iron King, who was standing in the sky, suddenly folded his huge wings and swooped down in front of the seriously injured Gold Dragon. A huge shadow completely enveloped Alberto.
"Alberto."
He stared at Gold Dragon. After studying it for a few seconds, he suddenly asked, "Tell me, why didn't you use your life-saving Spell Scale until the end?"
"Are you... expecting that Mad King and I will die together?"
"Do you want to reap the benefits? Or, deep down in your heart, are you looking forward to seeing the two Evil Dragon bloodlines disappear together? After all, you once said that you want to eradicate the Mad King scourge."
Alberto contains a powerful life-saving Spell Scale. Although its power may not be considered a fatal threat to Garos in its current state, it can at least exert an effect equivalent to Mad King or his own full blow.
It should have been able to turn the tide of the battle or reduce casualties at critical moments.
However, from beginning to end, Gold Dragon never used this piece of Spell Scale.
Red Iron Dragon's voice sounded as calm and calm as ever.
But beneath this calm surface, Alberto sensed a dangerous aura that was as turbulent as the undercurrent of the deep sea.
In a daze, he seemed to see the familiar ally in front of him showing its terrifying fangs.
It seems that as long as his answer does not satisfy him in the slightest, he will be violently and mercilessly attacked the next second.
Alberto endured the severe pain caused by the injury and replied, "I encountered Mountain Giant King when I went to the Northeast region to investigate intelligence."
"After a fierce battle, in order to escape, the energy stored in Spell Scale has been exhausted."
Among the Map King in the wilderness northeast area, Mountain King is the most powerful and is the rising Regional King seed.
After hearing that he had killed another Plague Dragon Map King, Alberto went to investigate, but a conflict broke out and he was forced to use his trump card.
"Why didn't you tell me earlier? Or ask me for support?"
Red Iron Dragon tilted his huge head, this action seemed particularly disturbing at this moment.
"Alberto, are you doubting me? Doubt that my ability is not enough to deal with Mountain King? Or do you think that I, an ally with the blood of Evil Dragon flowing in my body, am not worthy of your complete trust?"
He asked questions continuously, the danger in his tone getting stronger and stronger.
His blood-red pupils shrank slightly, staring closely at Alberto, as if examining every subtle reaction of his prey.
Gold Dragon Alberto took a deep breath of air and responded in a deep voice, "Garos, we are partners who have formed a covenant."
"But this does not mean that all my actions and everything need to be reported to you in detail."
"I have my own way of dealing with problems, I can solve problems myself, and I am not used to relying on external forces easily. This has nothing to do with trust."
Facing Red Iron Dragon, who was obviously in a bad state, he continued to say bluntly, "Garos, wake up!"
"You are being severely affected by Frenzied Flame!"
"Don't forget the source of your strength!"
"Control power with reason. This is your Garos style. This is the Molten Iron King I know. The real you will never be swayed by manic emotions!"
Hearing this, Red Iron Dragon's pupils suddenly shrank into dangerous vertical pupils, and the blood-red light shone brightly.
His entire dragon face was instantly filled with a violent look. With his current majestic and fierce figure, coupled with this expression, he looked even more evil and terrifying than the previous Gorsas.
"Garos, calm down!"
Iron Dragon Sorog on the other side forcibly picked up the remaining trace of Psionic Energy, trying to cast psychic spells to help Garos stabilize his spirit that was on the verge of losing control.
However.
As soon as his Psionic Energy fluctuation touched Garos's mind, it was as if it had hit a ball of invisible but extremely blazing flames, and was burned out instantly without any effect.
"Shut up, everyone! Are you teaching me how to do something?!"
Red Iron Dragon let out a deafening roar, stepped forward suddenly, raised its sharp claws that could crush mountains, and aimed at Gold Dragon's head!
The fierce wind blew away the rain on Alberto's forehead.
But the moment before the shimmering sharp claws were about to touch Gold Dragon's head, they suddenly stopped in mid-air.
Red Iron Dragon closed his eyes suddenly and began to take deep breaths again and again, taking in a large amount of air containing cold raindrops and spitting it out heavily.
He just stood there stiffly, like a sculpture, with his chest rising and falling violently, and hot white steam constantly blowing out from his breath.
It wasn't until a few minutes later that the suffocating feeling of oppression subsided slightly.
Red Iron Dragon slowly opened his eyes. The disturbing blood-red dragon pupils had faded away and returned to their original deep black color.
"Part of Frenzied Flame was transferred to my body."
Garos's voice was a little tired, but more solemn. He said slowly, "It has a very strong impact on my spirit. I can't guarantee you that I can completely control myself all the time."
With his hardened and rock-solid spiritual will, he temporarily suppressed the erosion of Frenzied Flame and regained his sanity.
But he could still clearly feel that there was a fire of desire to destroy and kill that was constantly building up in his heart.
To be more precise, this fire does not exist in the heart, but burns directly in his spiritual world.
However, Garos did not show excessive nervousness or panic.
He understands his situation better than anyone.
He firmly believes that as long as he is given enough time, the negative effects brought about by Frenzied Flame will eventually be gradually overcome by his adaptive talents and eventually become controllable.
Even this dangerous power may be tamed by him and turned into another powerful trump card.
"Garos..."
Iron Dragon Laetitia took a breath, looked at his powerful but worrying heir at the moment, and said, "I remember very clearly that Frenzied Flame's influence is subtle and gradually increasing."
"I believe that your will is far stronger than Gorsas. You will never actively choose to embrace madness."
"But because of this, you must not take it lightly! Otherwise, you will unknowingly be distorted by it and slide towards Abyss."
Garos nodded gently.
He said, "I understand the dangers involved and I know what I should do next."
Immediately, he stood in the wind and rain, his eyes slowly sweeping over the scarred dragons around him and the lords under his command.
There is no doubt about the power of Gorsas.
If it were not for relying on the siege strategy of using more to bully the less, Garos estimated that it would be difficult for Power of One Dragon alone to force out Gorsas's Furious State and Wild Form.
Although the besiegers were affected by Rage's intelligence reduction, their cooperation was almost zero.
But their existence did cause continuous consumption and accumulation of injuries to Gorsas.
Many of Garos's effective injuries were also caused when Gorsas was distracted to deal with other attackers.
If it were a pure one-on-one death match, Garos assessed that his chances of winning were slim.
The best result is probably to choose a strategic retreat after being forced to use Dragon Jade to recover.
What if, in a fierce battle, Frenzied Flame makes you lose your mind and choose to fight to the death with Gorsas... Then the person who can stand at the end today will most likely be Mad King, not Molten Iron King.
At the same time.
The other dragons either lay helplessly in the mud, or barely leaned against the rocks to catch their breath, or struggled to stand.
However, although their injuries looked shocking, thanks to Dragonkin's naturally strong vitality, Sacred Spirit Deer's treatment at all costs, and Gorsas's main attack target was always focused on Garos, there was no tragedy of death on the spot, and they all saved their lives.
Garos then turned his attention to the non-Dragon Race lord under his command.
Sacred Spirit Deer passed out due to excessive overdraft Life Energy was undergoing treatment, and his breath was weak.
Healing the dragon and other powerful Magic Creature lords is not easy, it is an extremely heavy burden for it.
Amethyst Dragon Lion Ennusi's head was collapsed and deformed, and his face was covered with solidified blood. He looked miserable, but his chest still rose and fell extremely weakly.
The tenacious life of Dragonkin bloodline appears at this moment.
As long as it has this breath, it is difficult for it to truly die.
Immortal Bird Anqiya seemed to be in the best condition. She performed Nirvana twice and attacked Gorsas with self-destruction. She died twice, but did not suffer any subsequent damage.
In the end, Garos's eyes were fixed on Flower Lord Xia'er.
This talented man, who is very likely to become Molten Iron Tribe's first Legendary Realm, is lying quietly in a pile of rubble at the moment, his pupils dull and dull.
There was a huge bloody hole in his chest that was transparent from front to back, and many unnatural twists and fractures could be seen in the bones around his body.
There is no breath anymore.
Less than Legendary Realm, there is no domain, and the human body is too fragile after all in such a level of giant beast war.
Moreover, the two paths, Arcane Knight Pathway and Boundary Walker Pathway, are not known for their extraordinary defense and survivability.
Xia'er died on the spot under the fatal headbutt from Wild Form Gorsas.
Garos fell silent, his eyes gradually becoming bloodshot.
The fluctuating emotions caused by the death of his lord became Frenzied Flame's fuel. The flame of Rage surged and burned in his heart again, making his eyes faintly turn blood red again.
But.
Without waiting for any warning from other dragons or his relatives, Red Iron Dragon took a deep, slow breath and suppressed his raging anger again.
His tempered heart and his own adaptability allowed Frenzied Flame to shake him and test him, but in the end he was unable to truly Overlord him or control him.
"Seraphina, take Phylactery and come to the battlefield as quickly as possible."
Garos issued clear instructions to Black Dragon.
Xia'er Although he has died, his soul is tough and powerful, and it should still remain in his remains in a short period of time.
Use Phylactery to save his soul in time, and there may be a chance to resurrect him in the future.
"Sorog, Samantha."
Garos looked at his two blood relatives, said in a serious and low tone, "My current mental state is very unstable. If I am stimulated by the outside world, I will most likely do some irrational things with unpredictable consequences."
After thinking for a while, he continued, "I will return to Borderlands first, concentrate all my energy, and slowly overcome and adapt to the negative impact brought by Frenzied Flame."
"During this period, all matters in the wilderness will be temporarily left to you to handle."
"If you encounter any difficult problems that are difficult to solve, be sure to notify me as soon as possible."
After listening to his arrangements, Iron Dragon Laetitia and Gold Dragon Alberto also said that they would help take care of the Molten Iron Tribe.
"What to do with the remains of Gorsas?"
Iron Dragon Sorog asked.
"Cut it into pieces and store it. This is our loot."
A Mature Dragon's broken body is extremely valuable. With the pragmatism in Garos's heart, it cannot be wasted.
"I'll be back soon."
After a brief exchange, Red Iron Dragon left the last words without further delay.
He suddenly flapped his wings, and his huge body rose into the sky, turning into a meteor in the wind and rain, quickly disappearing under the vast rain curtain, and galloping away in the direction of Borderlands.
Returning to Borderlands is not only to deal with the erosion of Frenzied Flame.
This extreme battle on the edge of life and death also gave Garos a new understanding of power and death, and he vaguely touched the threshold to Eternal Death Pathway. He needed time to digest and break through.
His most ideal result is to successfully master Eternal Death Pathway at the same time, and then rely on controlling Frenzied Flame to embark on Wild Dragon Pathway at the same time.
Wild side effects are huge.
The results of Gorsas are vivid in my mind.
But there is no doubt about its power.
After using Dragon Jade, Garos's second life is actually weakened because he cannot activate Red Lotus Form, but if he can learn Wild Form, there is no doubt that he will add another ace skill.