Verdant Garden's banquet continues day and night.
Garos also rarely relaxed, letting the pleasure amplified several times by the characteristics of the plane infiltrate himself.
He did not show a majestic body like a mountain, but maintained a body of about ten meters long. This size can not only blend into this Fae home without looking obtrusive, but is also enough to maintain the majesty of the dragon.
He also maintains a majestic form with three heads and six arms, but at this moment, this form has nothing to do with fighting.
Six dragon claws covered with dark red scales, capable of crushing steel, were carrying six huge wine barrels the size of Fae houses.
The barrel is filled with joyful honey.
It was a treasure brewed by the Fae people using the sweetest morning dew and the most joyful fruits. The wine showed a dreamy rainbow gradient color and exuded an intoxicating fruity aroma.
The three dragon heads of Garos also completely let go of their usual majesty and contemplation at this moment.
They lowered their heads in synchrony, and the dragon's kisses penetrated into their corresponding wine barrels.
"Gudong... Gudong... Gudong..."
A low and cheerful sound of drinking rang out, and wine poured into the dragon's throat continuously.
Red Iron Dragon drank without any scruples, even shaking his head happily.
Suddenly, the movement of the middle head paused slightly, and a dull whimper came out of his throat, and then with a "poof" sound, a small wet figure came out.
It's Fairy Dragon Vera.
She was like a soaked fruit, with wine dripping from head to toe, and her wings were drooping.
This guy had taken advantage of Garos not paying attention and jumped directly into the wine barrel that he was drinking. He was already drunk and floating in the mellow honey wine, not knowing what the world was like.
Fae's mead is intoxicating with joy. As long as there is no resistance in the heart, even the consciousness of the Legendary Realm creatures will be drowned.
And Vera obviously completely opened his heart to enjoy it.
"Ugh... Why is the sky spinning... The floor is also spinning..."
Fairy Dragon muttered in a daze, barely flapping his wings a few times, but flew out in a crooked arc and almost hit the canopy of a glowing mushroom.
Several Faes flew over to support her and helped her dry the alcohol on her body.
After spitting out this troublesome little guy, Red Iron Dragon drank the remaining wine in the bucket.
When he got excited about drinking, he suddenly raised his head and spit out a stream of Flame Dragon Breath as brilliant as a grand festival firework toward the sky where the stars were beginning to appear.
"Wow--! Red Emperor His Majesty is breathing fire!"
"So beautiful! So beautiful!"
"One more! One more!"
The little Fae's eyes widened and they burst into cheers like waves. Some of the bold ones even flew close, their little faces turned red by the heat wave.
Hearing this, Red Iron Dragon laughed, and his laughter was like rolling thunder.
"Okay! Let you see how high my flames can shoot!"
His three heads were raised high at the same time, the muscles of his neck were tensed, and the dragon's kiss was open.
The red flames and leaping lightnings intertwined and spiraled up, exploding in the very high sky, turning into a sky full of flowing fire and a rain of bright light spots, illuminating the entire Verdant Garden as if it were daytime, and also illuminated every face below that was filled with wonder.
"Wow! Come again, come again!"
Faes cheered.
They jumped around, sang, and sprinkled more gorgeous pollen and light dust around the giant dragon that was drinking and spitting fire. Some little Faes even boldly flew to Garos's dragon horns or shoulders, swaying with the rhythm of his drinking and spitting fire.
Garos Feel the sweetness and heat of the honey in your throat, feel the warmth rising in your belly.
Here, in this plane amplified by emotions, he could clearly feel the almost boiling joy in the air, and feel the unreserved admiration and closeness of Faes.
It was a pure torrent of emotion, washing away his nerves that had been tense all year round.
So, Red Iron Dragon raised his six arms and gently put the empty wine barrel aside.
The three heads turned in different directions, with little bonfires and flying light spots reflected in their eyes, accepting cheers from all directions.
"For pleasure!" the middle head said loudly.
"For fun!" The left side of the head immediately connected.
"For... uh," the right side of his head burped, and then continued, "For not sleeping tonight!"
Fae burst into louder laughter.
At this time, the industrious little Flower Fairy and Tree Sprite, in coordination with several docile giant beetle-like creatures, came buzzing and dragging new huge wine barrels.
Garos stretched out his paw to take it, and drank again with a bold and uninhibited attitude.
As time passed, swept by this wave of joy, other representatives of the Fae habitat who received invitations from Verdant Garden also arrived one after another.
Most of them are guardians of various habitats or respected elders, with different forms.
There is Treant, who is silent and as oak-like; there is Giant Eagle, who has gorgeous feathers and is surrounded by the breeze; and there is even Gem Spirit, who is full of light.
All in all, a total of eight people came.
There is only one among them, the guardian Fae with butterfly wings on his back.
When these outsiders first arrived, their eyes were more or less observational and wary.
But when they noticed Red Iron Dragon, who had no pretensions and was completely immersed in joy, their vigilance began to waver.
They also saw that Hollis was sitting cross-legged on a huge lotus leaf, holding a wooden cup in one hand and making famous signs in the air with the other hand, telling something to a group of Fae sitting around.
Fae were fascinated by it, and made gasping sounds of wonder from time to time.
This human guardian looks very relaxed, his robes are stained with grass leaves and pollen, and his staff is resting casually on his shoulder. It is obviously not a gesture of forced or reluctant participation.
The wariness begins to melt away.
Needing no more words, these guardians almost couldn't wait to join the feast.
They sang and danced, sharing the special drinks and food they had brought, and even, driven by the alcohol and joyful atmosphere, several guardians also raised huge containers commensurate with their size and drank with Red Emperor.
However, the carnival must eventually come to an end.
After another week, the banquet came to an end.
Prior to this, Red Iron Dragon and the guardians had completed discussions on cooperation in a relaxed and friendly manner.
Compared with the various rigorous and complicated contracts signed with other kingdoms in Material Plane, the "cooperation" here is much simpler. There is no written document signed, just a verbal commitment and agreement.
In exchange for special products from the material world, including but not limited to certain gems, fabrics, musical instruments, beautiful storybooks or poetry collections that are attractive to felines, the Aura Kingdom will purchase emotional fruits from contracted fey habitats.
Additionally, Garos expressed interest in Black Oil.
He is willing to clean up the "sticky" for Faes and pay a generous reward. If Faes can provide Black Oilfield's location information, there will be additional rewards.
As for the guards provided free of charge, currently only Verdant Garden is willing to accept it.
The guardians of other habitats are cautious, saying that they are not needed for the time being, but will pay attention to the situation of Verdant Garden. They know in their hearts that this kind of "guarding" and trade are not on the same level, and the former requires unreserved trust and recognition.
Garos was not surprised by this result.
He understood the caution of these creatures.
They are not stupid, they are just more inclined to trust intuition and emotion.
His reputation in other Fae habitats has not yet reached a point where he can be trusted with the safety of his homeland.
But Garos's development strategy for Fey Wilds is long-term and moderate, win-win cooperation, rather than plunder and conquest.
Now is just the beginning. As time goes by, trade contacts increase, and trust is gradually established, his reputation will naturally continue to increase.
Soon, the framework of the agreement was reached and the banquet gradually came to an end.
The guardians of other habitats returned one after another, gaining a new understanding of the image of Red Emperor.
"Ignas Your Majesty, please allow me to offer you one last drink."
Hollis brushed off the broken leaves on his robe, stood up, and toasted Red Iron Dragon with a glass of wine.
"I have to say, you impressed me deeply. I thought I had rich experience and had enough understanding of the powerful race Dragonkin, but now it seems that I am still a little blind."
Garos let out a deep chuckle, raised the wine barrel with half a barrel of honey left, and saluted Spellcaster from afar.
"If strength is not embellished with a moment of joy, life would be too boring."
He raised his head and took a big sip.
"Exactly."
Hollis drank the wine in the glass with a smile, but the drunkenness in his eyes quickly faded like a tide.
"Verdant Forest There are still many things that need my attention, so I will take my leave first."
"I wish you all the best, and may your kingdom... have everlasting joy."
Garos made no attempt to persuade him to stay.
Later in the banquet, he had several long conversations with the human mage, covering a wide range of topics, but mainly about the customs and customs of their respective Material Plane.
Garos is still very curious about other Material Plane.
He considered inviting the mage to the Aura Kingdom.
The value of a Legendary Realm arcanist who possesses vastly different magical knowledge and interdimensional experiences is self-evident.
However, Garos finally gave up this idea.
Hollis voluntarily stayed in Fey Wilds in order to pursue peace of mind. He has no interest in power, wealth or worldly glory.
A forced invitation is not only abrupt, but also has a slim chance of success.
After the banquet, Garos was in no hurry to return to Material Plane.
He set off again to the gloomy Wailing Woods, this time alone, and with a clearer purpose.
He took out Fruit of Anger, which is what Fae people call "hot".
"In Fey Wilds, emotions become active."
"If it is in a specific area, the activation effect of the corresponding emotion will be greatly increased."
Red Iron Dragon pondered for a few seconds, and then, in an area full of negative emotions, he carefully ate only one anger fruit.
The effect was immediate and even far exceeded expectations.
Phew!
Like adding fuel to a fire, Frenzied Flame went from calm to violent in an instant.
Garos's pupils stood up, filled with blood, and his vision was covered with a layer of blood red. There seemed to be countless voices roaring and roaring in his ears, and the anger crazily attacked his rational defense line.
"Sure enough!"
Red Iron Dragon whispered, hot breath seeped out from the gaps in his scales, and his sharp claws dug deeply into the ground.
It looked like he was about to explode in the next second.
However, no matter how much the anger burned, it could never break through Garos's rational defense line, but it also caused ripples in it, making Red Iron Dragon unable to completely calm down.
Garos endured the irritability in his heart and carefully felt every change.
He allowed Frenzied Flame to burn, and when it was about to reach its limit, he forcibly suppressed it, repeating this process while trying to stay rational in his anger.
As he became familiar with the status changes, Garos ate more angry fruits as appropriate.
Only increase one at a time and give your body enough time to adapt.
His mood changes became more dramatic, rising and falling like a tsunami.
At the same time, he noticed that the entire cycle of Frenzied Flame from burning to the limit and then being forcibly suppressed was dozens of times faster than that of Material Plane, and it was still improving as he ate the Angry Fruit.
A cycle that might have taken hours or more to complete in Material Plane might only take a few minutes here.
This is a very dangerous experience. If you are not careful, you may Damnation yourself into a violent rage.
Fortunately, Garos has long-term experience in fighting Frenzied Flame, and his control over his own will has reached an extremely high level. He did not swallow too many anger fruits rashly, and always kept Frenzied Flame changing at a high speed, but within a controllable level.
During this process, Garos faintly felt something different.
Frenzied Flame's resistance seems to have weakened.
It's not that the intensity has weakened, it's more like the resistance from the source is gone.
In Material Plane, no matter how Garos suppresses it, Frenzied Flame is like an untamed Beast, ready to bite back at any time.
But here, in Fey Wilds, Frenzied Flame seems to have become submissive. Although they are still violent, there is not much real resistance when they are suppressed.
"Perhaps, I can completely suppress or even control Frenzied Flame."
Red Iron Dragon breathed heavily and whispered in his heart.
This means a lot to him.
The existence of Frenzied Flame has always been a hidden danger. Before, Garos only suppressed it instead of truly controlling it. In Material Plane, no matter what method he tried, Frenzied Flame stubbornly maintained his independence and counterattack and could not be completely tamed.
But at Fey Wilds, things seem to have turned around.
In addition to the intense emotional changes, for some reason, Frenzied Flame's own "resistance" was almost nonexistent.
This hidden danger seems to have a chance to be solved.
However, Garos did not rush forward.
He is well aware of the principle of haste, waste in speed, especially when it comes to his own important hidden dangers.
Right now, it is more important to establish channels that can connect Material Plane and Fey Wilds.
Frankly speaking, Garos has a pretty good impression of Fey Wilds.
The unintentional banquet with Fae made him feel pure joy and relaxation for the first time in a long time. It was happiness from the heart, not the satisfaction after victory.
Garos has long been accustomed to years of training, meditating, and fighting, but that doesn't mean he is only passionate about these.
Many times, it is a necessary means to survive and improve, rather than a natural pleasure.
The trip to Fey Wilds was like a thorough spiritual bath, which washed away most of the pressure and dust that had accumulated in his heart for a long time, and made his soul feel a little lighter.
No wonder many plane travelers have said that once they visit a unique Outer Planes, they will never forget it and always want to return again.
Garos feels the same way at this moment.
His development focus is on Material Plane, but he will come here again, not only for trade, exploration, and solving Frenzied Flame, but also for pure joy and tranquility.
This can become his back garden, a haven for rest.
Immediately, after staying with Wailing Woods for about a day, Garos returned to Verdant Garden.
In the next few days, he did not continue the banquet. He simply spent time with the Faes, watching them busy among the flowers, listening to their impromptu singing, and occasionally participating in some relaxing games.
He also carefully reflected on the gains and feelings of this trip to the plane, and sorted out clearly what he saw, heard, and thought.
But at the end of the day, it's time to return to Material Plane.
He found Fairy Dragon who was jumping on a giant mushroom with a group of Fae.
Fairy Dragon was having fun, with pollen on his face.
"Eh? Garos!"
Noticing the arrival of Red Iron Dragon, Vera flapped its wings and flew over, landing on his outstretched paw, "What do you want from me? Do you want to play together? I can teach you the rules, although it may be inconvenient because your paws are too big..."
Garos shook his head slightly and said, "I want to go back Material Plane."
"Oh..."
The smile on Vera's face faded a little and he said, "You are leaving so soon? Isn't it fun here? Or are Faes not enthusiastic enough?"
"It's a nice place here, and the Faes are also very welcoming."
Garos said, "That's why I need to go back and implement the trade and guarding promised to you as soon as possible, and... establish a more stable channel to facilitate future exchanges."
He paused, looked into Vera's shining eyes, and asked, "Would you like to go back with me and take a look?"
"Aura Kingdom has developed a lot in recent years, and has decided to move the capital. There will be some novel things."
Vera's eyes instantly became brighter.
"Yes! Of course I do! I haven't been back for a long time! I wonder what happened to my little attic and those shiny collections..."
She flew around Garos's paws excitedly.
But then, her movements slowed down, and the excitement on her face was gradually replaced by a trace of hesitation.
She looked back at the little Flower Fairy and Tree Sprite who were still playing or looking curiously here, and then looked at the land of Verdant Garden.
"But..."
Vera's voice lowered. "Not long after I became the guardian here... Unicorn Elder entrusted Verdant Garden to me. Fae They all rely on me. Although I am sometimes unreliable and always want to play, but... I promised the elders and them that I will protect this place and make this place full of joy."
She raised her head and looked at Garos with rare seriousness in her eyes.
"If I leave, what if something bad like Demon Wraith comes again? Fae are very brave, but fighting is not what they are good at. They will be afraid."
As he spoke, Fairy Dragon's hesitation gradually disappeared and was replaced by determination.
"Garos, I can't go with you Material Plane."
She spoke in a low voice and said seriously, "At least not now, Verdant Garden needs my protection. Since I have taken over the responsibility of the guardian, I cannot leave at will. I have to stay here."
Red Iron Dragon looked at her quietly.
Fairy Dragon, who once only wanted to have fun, has grown up after undergoing transformation and inheriting responsibilities.
Nothing stays the same.
Garos did not miss the past and praised, "You did the right thing, Vera, Verdant Garden is lucky to have you here."
Hearing Garos's affirmation, Vera raised his head.
"Oh, don't say that..."
She scratched her cheek with a small paw, but her tail swung happily, "I'm sorry... Although I am indeed the biggest pride here, I usually don't publicize it like this. I don't really care about the title "Guardian". Really, I just take it casually..."
But soon, she returned to normal.
Fairy Dragon asked, "I can still come and play with you in the future, right? After everything stabilizes?"
"Of course."
Garos nodded affirmatively, "When Planar Portal's construction is stable, Aura's soldiers will station here to assist in the defense. By then, your burden will be much lighter. You can come to Material Plane anytime you want."
"And, I will come here again."
"Great!"
Fairy Dragon became excited again and said in anticipation, "Hurry up and complete the passage! At that time, I will take my best friends to visit your kingdom together. They must have never seen such a big city and so many races. They will definitely faint with joy."
"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."
Garos promised.
In Verdant Garden, farewell always requires a sense of ceremony.
Vera summoned all Fae from Verdant Garden to see off Red Emperor.
They sprinkled the most brilliant pollen and sang songs of blessing, hoping that joy would accompany His Majesty on his return journey.
Later, Garos tore apart the dimensional vortex constructed by Vera with his hands, and his figure gradually faded away from Verdant Garden.
Tear, tear, tear!
Following waves of violent spatial fluctuations, Red Iron Dragon's huge body reappeared among the mountains of Material Plane.
Here, emotions become dulled and the emotions of the surrounding environment are unable to be perceived.
A strong feeling of discomfort instantly enveloped Garos.
However, Material Plane was the place where he was born. He just breathed a few times, and the discomfort disappeared and he became familiar with the surroundings again. Compared with the dreamy feeling of Fey Wilds, this place was more real and easier to adapt to.
"Planar Portal"
Garos looked back and looked at the gradually fading traces of tearing in space.
"After special study and mastering some plane space knowledge, can I directly tear apart the plane barriers for myself through Spell-Annihilating Claw and reach other worlds?"
He was thoughtful.
In theory, this is possible.
Garos didn't think about this for long.
Because, he felt Frenzied Flame's resistance again.
Garos was slightly startled at first, and then felt a little confused.
"Why... in Fey Wilds, Frenzied Flame has clearly shown signs of being suppressed and even gradually succumbing to my will, but as soon as it returns to Material Plane, it seems... to be "alive" again? That sense of confrontation has become stronger again."
Soon, a possibility emerged in his mind, making his eyes serious.
"Maybe it's because the source of Frenzied Flame is located in Material Plane."
His eyes were serious and he thought slowly in his mind.
At the same time.
Deep in the vast starry sky, thousands of light-years away from Bernardo Planet, a planet is quietly suspended on the dark curtain.
Viewed from a distance, it is breathtakingly beautiful.
The atmosphere presents a hazy Blue Dragon halo, as if shrouded in a dreamy veil.
On the surface, the forest is rolling, the blue Ocean is sparkling, the white clouds are floating leisurely, and you can even see the two poles covered with crystal ice caps.
This is a beautiful planet that retains its original natural features.
It is like a beautiful gem embedded in the universe.
However, if you zoom in closer, penetrate the beautiful coat, and observe carefully on the spot, the truth here is enough to make any rational observer feel horrified.
This planet is indeed "vibrant" in a sense.
The forest is not quiet, and is always filled with high-frequency neighing and roaring; on the grassland, countless figures are chasing and trampling madly; the water surface of rivers and lakes is rarely calm, and is always stirred up by fierce fighting.
All living things here.
Whether it is a tall and majestic beast or a small flying insect; whether it is a feather clan soaring in the sky or a scaled monster swimming in the deep sea, their eyes, without exception, are blood-colored.
On this seemingly beautiful planet, there is a crazy flame burning that destroys everything.
But outside of madness, there are also some seemingly sane creatures.
They stay on exposed mountains or near cracks in the earth, but regardless of their shape, they are mining a kind of blood-colored ore, and then fill the ore into round boulders, and then throw it into the cracks in space.
Among these creatures, there are even a handful of handsome-looking Elf with slightly pointed ears.
However, there is no wisdom in the eyes of these Elf, only dullness and blood color.
They are like puppets, controlled by something.