After the combat meeting, Molten Iron Tribe, who had been silent in the northwest region for a while, once again showed his fangs and claws.
Ogre, Centaur, Snake-man, Werewolf, Kobold, Lizardfolk, Gnoll.
... Countless molten iron soldiers of different races, but equally fierce, are already fully armed and full of murderous intent.
Immediately afterwards, through the top-down orders from the dragon to the middle and lower level Kin Leader, the family members were quickly mixed and assembled, and finally gathered into a war legion that seemed to be able to overcome all obstacles in front of them.
That's not all.
Lionheart Plains on, Lightless Jungle, Lost Swamp, Lush Woodland.
Several feudal lords also led their own ferocious beasts and Magic Creature legions with different styles but equally powerful ones. Like hundreds of rivers returning to the sea, they marched out of their own territories from different directions and gradually merged with the main legion of the Molten Iron Tribe.
The ground trembled slightly as they marched, and the air was filled with an increasingly strong aura of war.
Phew! Phew! Phew!
Huge, scaly dragons circled and flew under the low-hanging dark clouds, casting suffocating shadows. Among them, the most conspicuous one was Molten Iron King.
"Gold Dragon Alberto, Iron Dragon Laetitia, they will also come to join the battle."
Red Iron Dragon's eyes were as sharp as a knife as he scanned the huge army that was gradually taking shape.
"The goal of this battle is very clear, to defeat Dominic Dragonflight in one fell swoop and never give those Blue Dragon a chance to take advantage of their speed."
he thought.
The first battle is the decisive battle, and the outcome will be decided in one battle!
This is the war strategy adopted by the Molten Iron Tribe this time.
Simple, direct, and crude.
It is also in line with Garos's feelings at the moment.
As time goes by, the anger generated by Frenzied Flame in his body has quietly accumulated a lot, and he needs to vent it. Dominic Dragonflight will be a good target.
Not long after, a dazzling golden dragon shadow, like the sunshine tearing through the haze, rushed from the distant sky.
The dim sky under the dark clouds could not completely hide the golden scales on his body that shone with noble luster.
He quickly approached and revealed the whole picture.
It is Gold Dragon, Alberto whose muscles are all twitching and whose strength exceeds that of a red dragon of the same size.
However, Alberto's majestic and stern dragon face was covered with an obvious layer of gloom at this moment, and he was obviously in a bad mood.
Because they had just had a brief exchange, Garos knew exactly why he was in a bad mood.
The territory that Alberto worked hard to develop is located in the Northeast region. However, not long ago, when he was out, the Giants under Mountain King launched a surprise attack and destroyed the territory he built with overwhelming force, making all his years of hard work go in vain.
"I'm very angry now."
Alberto hovered in front of Red Iron Dragon and said, "Garos, your news comes at the right time. I am not Mountain King's opponent yet and cannot take revenge directly, but I can just use those Blue Dragon who don't know how to live or die to vent their anger and personally destroy their evil order that makes me sick!"
He made no secret of his angry thoughts at the moment.
"You can beg me to take revenge on Mountain King for you."
Red Iron Dragon said with a smile, "If your request is sincere enough and satisfies me enough, I may consider agreeing to it. If there are no accidents, those Giant who cannot fly will most likely be better than the Blue Dragon group."
Gold Dragon Alberto shook his head decisively.
"No, I will solve this matter on my own."
His tone rose slightly and he said to Red Iron Dragon, "I have a strong feeling that my Young Adult Stage sleep will come soon. Perhaps, after experiencing the stimulation of this battle, I will officially enter a deep sleep."
"When I wake up next time, I will be an adult. Moreover, with my talent and the sweat I have put in, there is a high probability that my Life Level can be directly upgraded to level 18."
The average level of Gold Dragon who has just reached adulthood is usually around level 16.
Alberto is now Young Adult Stage, which is comparable to ordinary Adult Dragon.
He is confident that he can reach level 18 through this sleeping transformation, surpassing Garos in terms of Life Level.
"When the time comes..."
Alberto's eyes refocused on Garos, with a renewed fighting spirit. "I want to challenge you again to avenge my previous shame!"
When I thought about the qualitative leap in strength after sleeping, Life Level improved significantly, and Gold Dragon's confidence expanded accordingly.
At this time, he belatedly noticed that Red Iron Dragon's body seemed to be bigger and burlier than the last time they met, and the life breath exuding from his body became more and more unfathomable, as if he had made a breakthrough.
His heart skipped a beat, and he asked hesitantly, "By the way, what level are you at now?"
Life Level Detection Technique could not see through the existence of a higher level than himself. Alberto knew that Garos's level must have surpassed his current one, but he speculated that the difference would not be too big.
At least after he wakes up from his slumber, he will most likely be able to overtake him.
"It's only level 18, not worth mentioning."
Red Iron Dragon's tone is calm and gentle.
Gold Dragon Alberto:"..."
He fell silent, as if his throat was being strangled by an invisible hand. His fighting spirit that was high just now froze instantly, and he was speechless for a long time.
"Why did you level up so quickly?!"
After a few seconds, Alberto couldn't help but question.
Red Iron Dragon said unhurriedly, "It all depends on sweat."
Gold Dragon was silent again.
There is no way, something with a small probability happened; there is no way, the other party seems to be cheating.
"Just now, just pretend that I didn't say anything about the challenge."
He withdrew his previous challenge request.
Challenge Garos at the same level? Forget it, he is not even 10% sure. If he wants to defeat this monster, he must at least be one level higher to have a chance.
Alberto has experienced repeated defeats and has become very clear about the gap between himself and Garos.
"By the way, there's one more thing."
Alberto quickly changed the topic to cover up his inner frustration. "My territory was destroyed by Giant under Mountain King's command. It was in a mess. While I'm sleeping, I hope to temporarily stay in Dragon Valley."
Although the dragon is not very weak during the sleeping period, if it is disturbed and wakes up midway, the effect of sleeping will be greatly reduced. Therefore, a safe and secluded place is crucial.
Garos nodded. "Okay, Dragon Valley is not missing your position, I will take you in."
Alberto The dragon's face darkened.
He scratched his neck and said, "The noble Gold Dragon does not need charity! I will pay!"
Garos tilted his huge head and said, "Did I remember it wrong? It seems that the money you owed me before has not been paid off."
Gold Dragon's expression froze for a moment. He was poked in a sore spot, and he shook his shining golden tail with some annoyance.
"I'm going to start warming up for the upcoming battle!"
He abruptly changed the subject. "We'll talk about debts and stuff... later, later!"
After saying that, he immediately waved his broad golden dragon wings, walked away from Red Iron Dragon, and then started ordinary warm-up exercises such as stretching and diving in the air not far away.
Gold Dragon once made an oath. Although he later discovered a trick to circumvent the oath, the proud Alberto did not choose to do that all the time. Apart from giving himself a little rest occasionally, he still abided by his oath and tempered himself through high-intensity exercise, hoping to catch up with Garos as much as possible.
Garos lowered his eyes and turned his gaze to the Molten Iron Legion below.
Suddenly, he remembered something and called Iron Dragon Sorog, who was coordinating the army's dispatch not far away.
Garos's thoughts returned to the fight with Red Dragon Father, and he asked in a deep voice, "How was our father's body handled?"
"The Frenzied Flame in his body can be transmitted through blood transfer, which is extremely dangerous, but conversely, if it can be controlled, it may become a strategic weapon."
Iron Dragon Sorog heard this, his head shook slightly.
"No, I have conducted many subsequent careful experiments, and his blood will not infect the organisms in contact with Frenzied Flame."
"Not only in the blood, but also in any part of his body, there are no traces of the presence of Frenzied Flame. We tried a variety of known transmission methods, but no infection or transfer was found."
Sorog looked at Red Iron Dragon carefully.
"Garos, the Frenzied Flame in your body is not transmitted through simple blood contact."
"It probably affects you directly in some more elusive way."
He said solemnly, "I firmly believe that you will eventually be able to completely control it. However, the origin of this thing is mysterious. You must not take it lightly until you fully understand it."
The meteorite disappeared inexplicably from the sky, and Frenzied Flame was transferred to his body through an unknown method... Garos is well aware of its mystery and danger, but the current information is limited and it is difficult to get to the bottom of it. He can only take one step at a time.
"Let's focus on the war that's about to begin first."
Red Iron Dragon suppressed the surging thoughts and looked at the dark and oppressive sky in the central area with eyes like a torch.
Sorog nodded, said no more, turned around and continued to devote himself to the work of commanding the final rendezvous and reorganization of the legion.
After some time.
The beast legions of different styles under several lords have completely merged with the main legion of the Molten Iron Tribe.
A huge army composed of countless races, but exuding a unified will and fierce murderous aura, was thus formed.
Like a giant beast awakening from the wild, it began to move forward unswervingly.
Climbing through dense jungles, rolling hills, and rushing rivers... With the momentum of destroying all obstacles, we march toward the central area where Dominic Dragonflight is entrenched!
At the same time, the central area of the wilderness is the core of Dominic Dragonflight territory.
"Zolaya, my dear daughter, I am sincerely happy that you can return from the territory of Molten Iron King safe and sound."
Heart of Thunder looked at Blue Dragon Zolaya who was standing respectfully in front of him, his voice was steady.
However, his voice paused slightly, his dragon eyes containing lightning looked at Zi Si, and the conversation quietly changed.
"However, what makes me a little surprised is that our negotiations with Ignas Dragonflight have broken down and war is about to break out. Why didn't that Molten Iron King take action against you?"
His voice was still low, and there was not much obvious emotion or anger. It seemed like it was just a casual question, but it also seemed like a question.
It all depends on how the person being asked thinks about it.
Under the gaze of his father, who seemed to be able to see through his heart, Blue Dragon Zolaya raised his head, his face showing the same look as usual, a mixture of awe and obedience, without the slightest hint of strangeness or disobedience.
"Father, I came back alive only because of the extreme arrogance and arrogance of that Molten Iron King."
Zolaya began to explain, "He fell in love with me, and his words were full of profanity and insults, intending to turn me into his plaything."
She paused slightly and continued, "However, he seems to lack real interest in playthings that can be easily obtained."
"He arrogantly claimed that he would personally lead his army and completely defeat us Dominic Dragonflight."
"He will make all of us dragons tremble under his power and beg for mercy! When the time comes, he will trample me under his feet with the absolute attitude of a victor, forcing me to kneel down and surrender, to please him."
This statement indeed sounds like the behavior that the rumored strong and domineering Dragon of Red and Iron might do.
Heart of Thunder narrowed his eyes, carefully observing every change in Zolaya's expression, and listening to every detail in her words.
On the surface, he found nothing unusual.
"Molten Iron King, haha, an arrogant guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth."
Perest shook his head slightly and said, "The victory in killing Gorsas has blinded his eyes, giving him the illusion that he can despise all opponents."
"But that's just a crazy dragon that has lost its mind. As long as you have the right strategy, it's not too difficult to deal with it."
"Does he think that if he kills one Mad King by luck, he can surely defeat Dominic Dragonflight, which we have been operating for hundreds of years?"
Zolaya secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
What she was most worried about was that her father would see that she was already rebellious, but judging from the current situation, the disguise she had carefully maintained for a long time had effectively lowered her father's wariness towards her.
Next comes the critical period of the war with Ignas Dragonflight.
Based on her understanding of the extremely selfish character of her Dragon Father, there is no need to worry that the Dragon Father will kill her at this juncture while she still has value.
She immediately echoed, her tone full of approval. "Father, you are right!"
"With such arrogance and arrogance, he will definitely pay a heavy price for his ignorance!"
Even so, deep down in her heart, she knew very clearly that judging from the previous behavior of Molten Iron King, he was by no means a reckless person.
If he were simply regarded as an arrogant person, her father would only suffer the consequences in the end.
And this is exactly what she wants to see.
Perest no longer paid attention to his daughter, he set his sights on the distant sky.
At this moment, the dark clouds were covering the sky more and more heavily, and lightning bolts like silver snakes were running wildly in the clouds, and dull thunder was rolling in.
The rainy season in the wilderness is not over yet.
In such a weather environment, Blue Dragon, as Storm Dragon, will be able to exert more powerful power, which is undoubtedly a favorable condition.
However, Perest has not yet completely made up his mind whether to go into full-scale war with Ignas Dragonflight, who cannot be underestimated, in order to execute a few insignificant teenage traitors.
Indeed, the importance of maintaining the rules of the dragon community is self-evident.
But if the price that needs to be paid is too heavy, and even shakes the foundation of the dragon group, then in his opinion, the gains outweigh the losses.
This Blue Dragon Leader values rules, but he values actual benefits even more. He is weighing the pros and cons.
Go to war, or make some concessions in exchange for alliances?
Blue Dragon Leader was thinking in his mind, a little inclined towards the second option.
Just then.
An adult Blue Dragon was surrounded by crackling arcs of electricity, its wings flapped sharply, and flew from a distance at extremely fast speeds, landing in a hurry in front of the leader.
"Chief! Urgent military situation!"
Adult Blue Dragon reported in a hurried tone, "Molten Iron Tribe has assembled an extremely large army and is advancing in the direction of our territory!"
The assembly and march of large-scale legions are so loud that ordinary concealment spells cannot completely conceal them.
Therefore, when Molten Iron Legion ran over the cordon set up by Dominic Dragonflight at the border, they sensed this huge threat almost immediately.
Zila--!
Zila--!
A denser and more dazzling dazzling electric arc instantly burst out and jumped from the deep Blue Dragon scales of Perest.
The expression on his face darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He didn't expect that while he was still weighing the pros and cons and not making a final decision, the other party would be so aggressive and take the initiative to kill him without mercy.
Moreover, the opponent was able to assemble such a large army in such a short period of time.
This can only show that before they sent envoys to negotiate, Ignas Dragonflight was probably already secretly preparing for war!
"Send my orders!"
Perest suppressed the anger surging in his chest and said in a deep voice, "Gather all the dragons in the dragon group who can fight! Inform all your relatives and prepare for war!"
He raised his head and the roar of the dragon spread across the cliff.
"Fight according to our established preparation plan! Let those ignorant mobs experience for themselves the thunder and storm fury of our Blue Dragon tribe!"
The order is like a mountain.
In an instant, one after another Blue Dragon dragon shadows spread their wings and soared into the sky. Among them were also mixed a few Evil Dragons of other colors. They were either strong or vigorous, old or young, and they were galloping away in different directions.
Zolaya also did not hesitate.
She immediately took off, vibrating her wings and flew into the gloomy sky, blending into the swiftly flying dragon shadows.
Rumble--!!!
In the sky, the thunder between the dark clouds seemed to be inspired by the fighting spirit of the Blue Dragon group, and became more dense and violent than ever before. Deafening thunder exploded one after another, and the silver snakes danced wildly, as if a storm was brewing.
Heart of Thunder looked up at the battlefield weather that seemed to be tailor-made for him, and his heavy breathing gradually became smooth and long.
"Under such weather conditions, we will start a war with Storm Dragon."
"Arrogant and ignorant Red Iron Dragon, you will soon regret your decision!"
In his prime, Blue Dragon Leader whispered in his mouth, and at the same time unfolded his giant wings with countless lightning textures. His body seemed to turn into a thunderbolt that went up against the sky, soaring straight into the sky at a speed that was difficult to catch with the naked eye, and in the blink of an eye, he was submerged in the thick and endless dark clouds.