"Why do you care so much about this Life Level?"
Deborah whispered in his heart, but did not dare to express it on the surface.
Under Silver Dragon's father's stern gaze, she wisely chose silence as golden, lowered her head slightly, stared intently at her front paws covered with silver scales, pretending to be obedient and listening, and nodded cooperatively from time to time, as if she had memorized every admonishment of her old father deeply in her heart.
Seeing Deborah showing such an attitude, Silver Dragon Aldri just accepted it and did not continue to reprimand him for a long time.
After a moment, he slowly stopped talking and turned his eyes again to Garos next to him.
The sternness in his eyes was immediately replaced by gentleness and appreciation.
"Compared to dragons like you who grew up fighting in the wilderness, the young Metal Dragons are indeed well protected."
The voice of Aldri lamented. "Their growth path has been smooth. They rarely encounter real dangers and tests of life and death, and lack necessary training."
"If it were in a peaceful and stable era, this might not be harmful, but in today's turbulent era..."
Having said this, Silver Dragon shook his head slightly and did not continue. He just let out a vague sigh and fell silent.
Garos was thoughtful, and keenly captured the information hidden in Silver Dragon's words. He took advantage of the situation and asked, "I heard that Metal Dragon Realm has been closed for decades. It is said that the whole family has used the strength to help Twenty-Four-Winged Gold Dragon King attack Immortal Realm."
"Now that Dragon Realm has been unblocked, what is the final result?"
He actually had some vague guesses about this in his mind, but he couldn't be sure. The young man in front of him, Metal Dragon, might be able to give the answer.
"The results... are not yet conclusive, but the probability is not optimistic."
Aldri said slowly, with a somewhat lower tone. "Those older and more powerful dragons only announced that Dragon Realm was unsealed, but there was no clear statement about the specific situation of Gold Dragon King."
Sometimes, silence itself is an expression of attitude.
After hearing Silver Dragon's profound answer, Garos's heart sank slightly.
"I hope it just failed to attack the realm, and Gold Dragon King himself is fine and can maintain his previous state."
Garos whispered.
This may be the best possibility under the current circumstances.
Silver Dragon Aldri heard this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, and said, "Oh? It sounds like you would rather Gold Dragon King be safe?"
He originally thought that as Red Iron Dragon, who was struggling to survive in the wilderness and had nothing to do with the Metal Dragon Clan, Garos would have a more indifferent attitude towards this matter.
Garos nodded slightly, looked calmly at the sky in the distance, and said, "Of course."
"Metal Dragon, Chromatic Dragon, Ferrous Dragon... No matter how complicated our internal relationship is, whether it is fighting or peace, it all belongs to Dragon Race."
"Everyone will be prosperous, and everyone will suffer from a loss. This is a very simple truth."
The existence or absence of Gold Dragon King does not seem to be directly related to the fate of individual Evil Dragon.
But anyway.
If a Dragon King who symbolizes Dragon Race's top powerhouse dies sadly, all Dragon Races on the entire Bernardo Planet will be affected either explicitly or covertly. The only difference lies in the degree of influence.
Aldri glanced sideways again and gave Garos a deep look.
This Red Iron Dragon has suffered from the prejudice and malice of the world since he was a child and struggled to survive, but now he still has such a vision and open-mindedness that transcends his own position! He is truly a descendant that I admire more and more.
"If all of our Dragon Race members had the foresight and open-mindedness like you Garos, we Dragon Race might still be able to stand on top of the world, overlooking all living beings."
Silver Dragon said with emotion, with a hint of recollection of the glorious past in his tone.
The dragons' innate arrogance is not without reason.
In the distant and ancient glorious era, called "First Era" by Dragon Race, the dragons were the undisputed sole overlords of many planes and countless worlds. Their shadows shrouded the boundless sky, and their claws ruled the vast earth and the deep Ocean.
At that time.
The powerful Giant is a skilled craftsman who builds the magnificent Palace and cities for Dragon Race, and can also be used as a servant to charge into battle; the elegant Elf is a waiter who dedicates wonderful songs, dances and arts, or a precious pet in captivity; but the human beings all over the world today were only insignificant little creatures dependent on powerful races at that time.
Almost all intelligent races need to rely on the breath of the dragon to survive.
However, times have changed.
Today's humans, Giant, Elf... the overall strength is no less than Dragon Race.
Although Dragon Race is still strong and a powerful existence that cannot be ignored by any force, compared with First Era's self-centered peak period, the glory is gone and there is a huge gap.
The inherited memory of Garos contains this magnificent history.
He also knew why Dragon Race fell from the throne of overlord.
The collapse of a powerful empire often begins with internal cracks.
First Era, ruled by Dragon Race, could not escape this fate.
Due to the lack of strong enough external threats, friction and conflicts between different Dragonkin branches due to incompatibility in nature and philosophy are increasing day by day. Dragons who believe in different Dragon God and belong to different camps gradually become incompatible.
In the end, a massive civil war that swept the entire Dragon Race inevitably broke out.
Countless dragons died fighting each other.
Countless glorious dragon city-states were reduced to ruins.
First Era, ruled by the dragon, came to an end in this tragic internal strife.
Taking advantage of this thousand-year opportunity when Dragon Race was at its weakest, Giant and Elf took the lead in sounding the clarion call for resistance. Many races that had been suppressed by Dragon Race for a long time followed closely and united to fight against the former rulers, kicking off the magnificent Second Era.
After one thousand years of cruel wars, Dragon Race was completely pulled down from the altar of hegemony, and Giant and Elf also paid a heavy price under Dragon Race's ferocious counterattack, and their strength was greatly damaged.
In the end, all parties gradually ceased fighting and entered a stage of recuperation, bringing an end to Second Era's resistance to the dragon's hegemony.
Today, the human race has risen strongly, and more races such as Orc, Dwarf are also growing and developing rapidly.
Dragon Race, Giant, Elf... Although these former overlords are no longer at their peak, they are still powerful forces that cannot be underestimated.
The whole world has entered a Third Era where multiple races coexist, a hundred flowers bloom, and competition and cooperation are intertwined.
"Song to Breath, Dragon's Heir!"
Silver Dragon Aldri's tone suddenly became Bloodburst solemn, and he chanted in an ancient and rhythmic aria:
"You should inherit Dragon God's great cause and reign in the past First World--even though it is Shatter's past!"
This sentence is the final chapter of <Song of the Dragons>.
It was a magnificent ballad that sung the entire history of the rise and fall of Dragon Race, and even mapped the development trajectories of many world planes. It was engraved in the inherited memories of all dragons.
In Garos's view, this song <Song of the Dragons> inevitably has a tendency of Dragon Race's self-beautification, and even deliberately downplays the effect that caused The tragic civil war ended in First Era, but the history and spirit it carried still made it widely circulated among Dragon Race, and was deeply remembered by many dragons, especially Metal Dragon.
"First World in the past, First Era ruled by our dragon."
Silver Dragon's tone returned to normal, and he sighed, "Unfortunately, time cannot be turned back. The wheel of history will only roll forward. We can't go back. Now we can only look to the future and do our best. We only hope that in this new era, we, Dragon Race, can still have a stable place."
Garos doesn't have much feeling about this in his heart.
Due to the harsh living environment and cruel growth experience, Evil Dragon people tend to be more focused on the present, pragmatic and calm.
On the contrary, many Metal Dragon have a nostalgic complex in their bones and like to reminisce about the glorious days of the past. The Silver Dragon Aldri in front of us is obviously no exception.
"If Dragon Race really has a chance to regain the glory of First Era, I'm afraid that by then, the Metal Dragons who usually flaunt order and kindness will be even crazier and more persistent than most Evil Dragons."
Garos thought silently in his heart, he had no doubt about it.
Suddenly, a question that had arisen in his childhood but for which he could not find an answer flashed through his mind.
"My inheritance mentioned that Ferrous Dragon Clan was once part of the Metal Dragon Clan in the distant past. In the early days of First Era, there was no such thing as an independent Ferrous Dragon."
Garos looked at Aldri and asked his question.
"However, the inheritance is unclear, and it does not clearly record why the Ferrous Dragon Clan group was later expelled from the Metal Dragon Clan sequence."
He paused and continued to express another doubt, "In addition, deep in the inheritance of my own Iron Dragon Bloodline, there is also a vague mention of an existence called Ferrous Dragon King. It is said that its power is comparable to the great Platinum Dragon God and Immortal Dragon Queen, and is even called Supreme Dragon King."
"However, such a being who should be famous in countless worlds has no specific deeds spread among Dragon Race except for a few vague words in the inheritance. It is really puzzling. I don't know whether this rumor is true or false."
He looked at Silver Dragon and asked, "In the inheritance of Metal Dragon, are there any clearer answers to these secrets?"
Silver Dragon heard this and shook his head slightly.
"First Era is too far away from today, and the dust of the years has buried too many truths." He said frankly, "When it comes to the specific history of that ancient era, there are also many deficiencies and ambiguities in our Metal Dragon inheritance, and much of the information is only fragments."
Garos just had a flash of inspiration and asked casually.
Since he could not get a definite answer, he put the question aside for the time being and did not delve into it further.
At the same time, Copper Dragon Selina, who had been watching quietly, turned his attention to young Red Iron Dragon.
"Garos, these bloodshot eyes in your eyes seem unusual?" She observed keenly and said, "I feel that your mental state seems a little unstable. You were full of aggression and restlessness during the previous battle. Although it has calmed down a bit now, you can still notice the strangeness."
She paused and asked directly, "This shouldn't be explained by a simple lack of sleep or mental exhaustion, right?"
After hearing his partner's detailed observations and questions, Silver Dragon Aldri also turned his inquiring eyes to Garos.
He had vaguely felt that something was wrong with Garos's state before, but because he was more focused on sparring and his daughter, he didn't go into details.
At this moment, after Selina pointed it out, he also realized the key to the problem.
"Have you encountered something difficult? Perhaps, with my experience and ability, I can help."
Under the gazes of the two Metal Dragon, Garos thought for a moment, feeling that there was no need to hide the matter, so he said directly, "Well, something did happen."
"Not long ago, I planned a siege and finally killed the red dragon Gorsas with my own hands."
Aldri originally had a look of understanding on his face, but subconsciously answered, "Oh, it turns out that this incident caused you to lose your mind... Wait a minute!"
Before he finished speaking, his brain had completely processed the astonishing information contained in this sentence, and his voice suddenly stopped.
His eyes widened, and his tone of voice suddenly rose uncontrollably, even with a hint of broken voice. "What did you say?! You killed the red dragon Gorsas?! That Madfire Bloodflame Gorsas?! Your father?"
The shock in his heart was like an overwhelming feeling, which was simply difficult to describe in words.
Aldri had dealt with the red dragon Gorsas in his early years and knew how scary and difficult that madman was.
"Gorsas returns to the wilderness, his temperament becomes increasingly violent and crazy, and he is a huge threat to all living creatures around him, including me."
Garos narrated in a calm tone, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
"I set up an ambush in advance, consumed a precious item, summoned allies, and after a hard fight, I was lucky enough to kill him."
His description was understated, omitting the thrilling details and the heavy price he paid.
However, Aldri and Selina looked at each other and saw deep shock and disbelief in each other's eyes.
Although Garos mentioned prerequisites such as ambush, props, and using more to defeat fewer, in Aldri's view, these are not the key points.
In the past, it is not that there have been other powerful creatures or forces that have tried to use similar methods to deal with Gorsas.
But in the end, the only one who succeeded was the Garos in front of him.
Facts speak louder than words.
The notorious red dragon Gorsas did indeed fall under the claws of this young man Red Iron Dragon.
"It doesn't seem too unfair that I lost to such an outrageous Young Dragon..."
Silver Dragon This thought flashed through his mind for an instant, but then, a deeper sigh and complicated emotions came to his mind.
"Having such a crazy father, he would eventually kill him himself."
"What a poor, ill-fated child."
Aldri and Selina felt the same pity and sigh in their hearts almost at the same time.
An extremely cruel thing like father and son killing each other is almost impossible to happen in the Metal Dragon Clan, which values family ties and inheritance.
Metal Dragon Elders value and carefully cultivate their children.
Metal Dragon descendants also usually have deep dependence and trust on their elders.
Wait... Silver Dragon suddenly thought of something. He turned his eyes to his daughter Deborah who was also looking at him in shock. With a half-smiling expression on his face, he asked in a calm tone, "Have you already known about Garos's killing of Gorsas?"
Deborah nodded subconsciously when he heard his father's question.
However, at the moment she nodded, she caught a glimpse of the cold light flashing in Silver Dragon's father's eyes, and she was suddenly startled and thought something was wrong.
"My dear father~"
Deborah reacted very quickly and immediately used the sweetest and most coquettish tone to try to change the topic. At the same time, he moved closer to Silver Dragon and rubbed his father's shoulder armor with his head.
"Let's go back to Red Maple Valley together soon! I haven't seen you and my mother for so long, and I miss you so much! When I go back this time, I will definitely stay with you for a while to comfort my feelings of missing you."
She said coquettishly.
However, Silver Dragon Aldri just snorted expressionlessly.
Without even looking at his coquettish daughter, he said directly, "Red Maple Valley You don't have to rush back, you can just stay here."
Then, he turned his head, looked at Garos with gentle eyes, and said in a solemn tone, "Garos, my useless daughter, I will entrust you to take care of and discipline me first."
"Please don't pity her too much and train with her more often. You must know that the flowers carefully cared for in the greenhouse can never truly resist the invasion of wind and rain from the outside. I sincerely hope that under your influence and leadership, she can become as good and as strong as you."
After some time.
"I will try to make a potion to suppress Frenzied Flame, or an alchemy tool that can help you. I will let you know when I have the results."
With the last sentence left, Silver Dragon Aldri and Copper Dragon Selina fluttered their wings and left Dragon Valley without any nostalgia under the gaze of Deborah, leaving Deborah to continue to be messy in the wind.
"Am I officially kicked out of the house?"
After a while, Deborah came back to her senses from this sudden change. She blinked her eyes, looked at Red Iron Dragon beside her, and asked doubtfully in an unbelievable tone.
"Judging from the meaning of your father's words, it seems so."
Red Iron Dragon nodded.
Then, he grinned and said with a smile, "Now there is one more thing. I can't live up to the trust and trust of Your Excellency Aldri."
"Deborah, it's been a long time since you exercised with me."
"Come on, let's start over now and start exercising."
Deborah did muster up the courage to train with Garos for a period of time in his early years.
But with Garos's almost masochistic training intensity and unusual frequency, among the dragons around him, only Gold Dragon Alberto could barely keep up. After persisting for a while, Deborah finally chose to give up because he couldn't bear it, and has not participated for a long time.
During the conversation.
Garos's huge body began to approach Red-Silver Dragon step by step, and the heavy footsteps echoed dullly on the ground.
"No, don't! Your training intensity is really too high. I don't think it's suitable for a dragon like me... well... who prefers the legal system..."
Deborah felt the invisible pressure. As he spoke, he slowly and involuntarily stepped back, his eyes wandering, looking for a way to escape.
However, at this moment, Garos, when the influence of Frenzied Flame has not yet fully recovered, is obviously more aggressive and offensive, and will not condone Red-Silver Dragon's behavior as easily as usual.
He suddenly approached at a speed that far exceeded Deborah's reaction. A giant claw covered with thick scales stretched out as fast as lightning, and accurately and firmly grabbed Red-Silver Dragon's slender and elegant silver tail!
"Eh?! Wait! Garos! We have something to talk about!"
Deborah exclaimed.
Garos turned a deaf ear to this. With a little force, he effortlessly dragged Red-Silver Dragon, who was trying to struggle, to the training ground step by step.
"It seems that Garos finally adopted my suggestion and forced other dragons to have fun by insulting them, in order to vent their inner mania."
On the other side of the training ground, White Dragon Tressie noticed this scene.
A hint of understanding flashed in her eyes, but in the end she shook her head with some regret.
"But why... wasn't I the one who suffered all this?"
She whispered to herself, her eyes closely following Red-Silver Dragon being dragged along by Garos, her eyes envious.
At the same time, Garos was still staying in Borderlands, trying hard to adapt to the influence of Frenzied Flame in his body, and forcing Red-Silver Dragon to accompany him to exercise.
In the vast and dangerous central area of Ser Wilderness, a powerful dragon group named Dominic lives.
Boom--!
In the sky, the originally sunny sky suddenly changed dramatically. Thick black clouds gathered from all directions, dazzling lightning flashed like silver snakes in the clouds, and dull thunder rolled in, as if a giant beast was roaring in the sky.
A few seconds later.
A loud, majestic, and powerful dragon roar suddenly sounded from the deepest part of the dragons' lair. Sound waves like a substance penetrated the clouds and echoed for a long time between the vast sky and Mountain Range, announcing the awakening of some kind of existence.
Hearing this dragon roar that contained a majestic and familiar atmosphere.
All the giant dragons living in this area, whether they were flying in the sky or dormant in their lairs, all raised their heads and looked in the direction where the dragon's roar came from.
Their faces all showed expressions of excitement, awe, or anticipation.
This dragon roar represents that the supreme leader of the dragon group has finally ended his sleep in his prime.
After waking up, the Dominic Dragonflight leader's Life Level will reach at least twenty.
Even if it cannot break through the Legendary Realm, it will be infinitely close and become the first powerful existence under the Legendary Realm.
In order to wait for the leader to complete this important sleep, the entire Dominic Dragonflight has been dormant for too long.
And now, with this announcement resounding across the sky.
Dominic Dragonflight does not need to continue dormant and can show its sharp claws to Ser Wilderness.