Red Iron Dragon stands on the cliff, facing the ocean.
The sea stretched under his feet to the end of the sky, with gray-blue waves coming and going in layers, lapping at the rugged rocks and splashing white foam.
Where are Sea of Raging Waves and Raging Tide Dragon Realm.
The blue and black water is intimidating, and one dare not step into it easily.
"Sheffield once guarded a super-large Abyssal Rift under this deep water."
"Later, due to some unknown reasons, the crack healed on its own, and Sheffield regained his freedom and returned from a deep sleep. Then, a series of subsequent events happened."
Garos lowered his eyes and stared at the sea.
The sea was as rough as ever, with waves pushing against each other, as if there was some danger lurking under the deep water.
There is nothing abnormal in Garos's perception.
But the calmer it became, the more he felt the need to confirm it with his own eyes.
Abyssal Rift will not disappear without a trace, especially the super large one.
This point has been confirmed repeatedly by Garos.
The scale of this crack under the Raging Tide Dragon Realm is larger than the one caused by the previous fall of Floating City, and it can even accommodate Immortal Realm Demon King passing through it.
However, Immortal Realm Demon King cannot come directly and completely, and can only accommodate part of it.
For example, first extend a hand.
If there is no obstacle, then it can continue to tear and expand the cracks, and then come down completely.
In such a situation, with Destiny Rank Peak and Dragon King guarding it, and combined with the Raging Tide Dragon Realm's own formation, it would be basically foolproof.
"With Sheffield's character, unless he is sure that the crack has completely disappeared, he will definitely not leave rashly."
"This can be guaranteed."
"But is there really no hidden danger in this crack?
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Garos thought to himself.
He knows very well how dangerous Abyss is.
In the eyes of many Aura's People, Abyss and Demon are actually nothing more than that.
Because countless Demon died under the claws of their emperor, and those ferocious figures that once emerged from the cracks did not get any benefit from the Aura Empire warriors.
Even if Archdemon comes, there is nothing you can do to get Sacred Aura.
However, this fearlessness is due to ignorance.
Abyss The real danger actually lies in this plane itself.
It represents the ultimate chaos and evil in all worlds and planes, and is a dangerous place that even gods dare not easily set foot in.
There is no one.
Even if you defeat the Demon that emerged from Abyss, drive them away, or even kill them completely, once the erosion of Abyss reaches a certain level, it will be irreversible.
Invisible corrosion will seep into the soil, water flow, air, and even into the blood of life.
The whole world will be inevitably pulled towards the bottomless Abyss and become a part of Abyss.
By then, the sky will turn dark red, the earth will crack, and all life will be swallowed up and turned into Abyss's nourishment.
"The Abyssal Rift that appeared before was evaporated and wiped out by me using Dragon Aura Bomb to connect the surrounding land, but this was only a subsequent remedial measure."
"In fact, they still have an impact and erosion on Material Plane."
"If there are Demons who are desperate to invade on a large scale, and they cannot be eliminated in a short period of time, the overlap of the previous erosion remnants and the ongoing erosion will cause the Abysss erosion to increase dramatically."
"Once the erosion reaches the bottom line, the entire Bernardo will be doomed."
Garos thought about the worst possibility.
For a moment, he missed the time when he was fighting in the wilderness.
At that time, he only needed to take care of his own territory, and his life was simple and direct.
The battle of empires, the development of Abyss, exploring the starry sky, etc. are nothing more than a background board and have nothing to do with him. They are just a topic for discussion.
But it's different now.
The ancient Wild God is watching eagerly in the starry sky, getting closer and closer to Bernardo. There are countless Demon inside Abyss salivating, always ready to invade Atlant.
These are all things he needs to face.
They did not disappear automatically as his strength grew, but instead became larger and more complex as he expanded.
Every time I think about it, it makes Garos feel a little urgent and uneasy.
But from another perspective, this is also a good thing.
It can urge this Red Iron Dragon to not forget its original intention and pursue strength, and not to be lazy because of its current achievements and strength.
Stress itself is also a fuel.
In addition, Sacred Aura has taken over Raging Tide Dragon Realm for some time.
His partner, Red-Silver Dragon Deborah, Deborah's parents, and several descendants of the Metal Dragon bloodline also relocated from the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm back to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm.
This is their family's long-standing home.
The migration to the Wave-Subduing Dragon Realm was mainly out of necessity.
When Raging Tide Dragon Realm returned to normal, many Metal Dragon families who had previously migrated to other Dragon Realm gradually chose to return. Everything is slowly returning to what it was before, and better than before.
And Garos came to the Raging Tide Dragon Realm this time, not without purpose.
On the one hand, he had not seen Deborah at Fey Wilds before and wanted to come over and take a look; on the other hand, he decided to explore the healed Abyssal Rift himself.
He already knew the approximate location of this fissure through Gold Dragon Fenoris.
"I hope there is really no problem."
He folded his wings and jumped down from the edge of the cliff.
Wow.
When the huge body fell into the sea, it stirred up a circle of surging white water waves, splashing water, and then quickly submerged into the deep blue.
After entering the water, seawater poured in from all directions, wrapping the dragon's scales, making it cold and heavy.
But Garos's perception was not affected in any way.
His vertical pupils are still shining brightly in the sea water, and they are as clear as fire, completely unaffected by turbidity and darkness.
He kept diving.
The water flow becomes heavier and colder, and the temperature drops sharply with depth.
Ordinary terrestrial life cannot survive here at all, and will die suddenly and instantly, but with the body of Garos, the environment here is no different from that on the mainland.
The giant dragon swayed its long tail and continued to sink deeper, stirring up surging undercurrents along the way.
The surrounding light quickly dimmed, transitioning from deep blue to dark purple, and then to complete darkness. The sea above the head had disappeared, leaving only a thick darkness.
But this darkness seemed like nothing in his eyes.
True Eye's sight penetrated the darkness and reached the bottom of the sea.
It was at the bottom of an extremely deep strait, with towering sea cliffs on both sides, like two giant blades that were slowly closing, and the canyon in the middle was narrow and deep.
Dark sediments cover every inch of the rock surface, hiding the original landforms.
This is the position where Sheffield once occupied and guarded.
Garos landed, his four claws touched the soft seabed, and the tips of his claws sank into a thick layer of sediment. Then, he turned his neck inch by inch, looked around, and his vertical pupils scanned every stone crevice and every depression.
It doesn't look special.
The giant dragon narrowed its eyes slightly, then waved its wings violently, stirring up a strong stream of water.
Undercurrents swept along the valley floor, lifting up layers of sediment that had covered the rock surface for countless years.
Silt, broken shells, seaweed remains, and fine coral bones—all were swept into the undercurrent, forming a tumbling turbid curtain wall that spread rapidly in all directions.
After the turbid clouds cleared, the valley floor exposed the bedrock below.
Smooth and complete, with consistent texture and no signs of breakage or healing.
Buzz.
Garos's eyes lit up with a deeper light, scanning the deep sea canyon inch by inch.
However, there is still no abnormality seen.
Nothing.
It's as if Abyssal Rift never existed.
"It healed so perfectly, not even a trace was left."
Red Iron Dragon Wrinkled the scales on his forehead, and raised several deep lines above his brow bone.
He has personally erased more than one Abyssal Rift, and each time it will produce extremely huge noises and leave obvious traces around, which will be difficult to completely eliminate even after a long time.
But the situation here is completely opposite.
Too clean.
It was as if the crack healed quietly by itself, leaving no residue.
Garos continued to stay in the underwater canyon for several hours, carefully examining the place.
In the end, no hidden dangers were found.
"Sheffield is far more sensitive to evil than I am."
"He thinks there's nothing wrong with it, and it's normal that I can't tell."
"Perhaps it is truly perfectly healed. Although this is rare, there are a few examples recorded in the inheritance."
Garos is no longer obsessed with this.
Whoosh!
With a wave of its wings, the giant dragon's body broke through the layers of water and rushed straight into the sky. The water flow was opened by him to create a huge gap, and then suddenly closed behind him.
"Here."
A familiar voice came.
Garos lowered his eyes and saw Red-Silver Dragon Deborah walking on the beach, followed by Silver Dragon Isanora.
He circled in the night sky and then swooped down towards the beach.
Red-Silver Dragon Deborah stood on the edge of the tide line, with honey-silver scales glowing warmly in the moonlight, and her tail swaying gently behind her, carrying a sense of innate elegance.
In contrast, Silver Dragon Isanora has a much more casual attitude.
She is closer to the pure Silver Dragon, but has no elegance. Her wings are folded loosely, and from time to time she stretches out a front paw to fiddle with the foam that rushes to her feet.
Seeing her father land, she waved her tail slightly as a greeting.
Garos landed beside them, folding its wings.
Red-Silver Dragon turned his head and looked at him and asked, "What did you do underwater just now? You seemed to have been under the water for a long time."
Garos flicked his tail to shake off the water droplets on the tip of his tail, then walked slowly to Deborah's side and stood side by side with her.
Silver Dragon Isanora followed behind, several kilometers away.
She blinked her eyes, looked up at her parents walking side by side, and followed behind her silently.
"Go and see where the Abyssal Rift was."
Garos's voice was low and he said, "Although Sheffield thinks there is no problem, and other dragons have confirmed it, but just in case, it would be safer for me to go there in person.
Red-Silver Dragon looked at him and asked, "How is the situation?"
"It looks fine."
Garos said, "The cracks healed very thoroughly. It is much cleaner and more perfect than I imagined. No traces can be found. There are probably no hidden dangers."
He paused, his vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and his voice became a little deeper.
"But we can't ignore it completely."
"After that, I will send some dragons down there to keep a constant vigil and keep observing. If there are any changes, they can at least be discovered as soon as possible."
Deborah nodded. "Facing Abyss, no matter how vigilant you are, you can't be too vigilant."
Afterwards, she didn't ask any more questions about this topic.
Red-Silver Dragon turned his head, looked over Garos's shoulder, glanced at Isanora who was following behind him, then turned back, his tone became a little lighter.
"Let's put these aside beforehand. We won't talk about them tonight."
The tip of her tail was slightly raised, pointing to the reef group not far away. "I was just planning to go fishing with Isanora. Since you are here, let's go together."
Garos looked in the direction of her tail.
The reefs were glowing dimly under the moonlight. The tide was rising and falling between the rocks. You could see the figures of sea fish swimming underwater. Occasionally, one or two silver shadows flashed across the water.
Garos asked, "Fishing?"
Red-Silver Dragon blinked slightly and smiled slightly, "Yes, use the tail."
Tail Fishing is one of the entertainment activities that young Metal Dragon loves.
Put your tail into the water, use the swing of the tail scales to attract the fish, and then swing it up when the fish bites the tail.
Although simple, it is full of fun and has been passed down from generation to generation between Metal Dragon.
Garos also Tail Fishing with Deborah before, but that was a long time ago.
As he grew up, he became more immersed in his own strength and participated in this kind of entertainment less and less. Deborah never forced him to invite him.
If he refuses, Deborah won't say anything.
But under Red-Silver Dragon's expectant gaze, Garos smiled and agreed, "Okay, let's do it together."
Immediately afterwards, the three dragons shrank together.
After all, Isanora, the smallest among them, has already grown into a giant dragon Legendary Realm. It is huge and strong, and few rocks can bear the original shape they squeezed onto.
The scales were gathered and compressed in the light.
The huge body quickly became lean and flexible, and landed on the rocks above the water.
Deborah skillfully walked to the edge of the smoothest reef.
She turned sideways and slowly dipped the tip of her tail into the water. Her tail scales swayed slightly under the water, causing ripples.
Isanora squatted on another rock and also dipped its tail into the water.
Her posture was loose, and the tip of her tail hung almost motionless in the water, as if she thought the fish would hit her tail on its own, and she looked completely unconcerned.
Garos found a seat next to Deborah and sat down, dipping his tail into the water.
Even after deformation, Red Iron Dragon's tail was still thick and long, and its scales were thicker. When it entered the water, it caused a large ripple, and several small fish that were originally swimming nearby were frightened and fled in all directions.
He thought for a moment, then looked at Red-Silver Dragon.
"It would be a bit boring to just fish, so why not compete with something else.
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Deborah turned his head and glanced at him, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.
She asked, "Okay, to what?"
Garos said, "It's just like who can catch the most fish in an hour."
Deborah nodded. "Okay."
Then, after a brief thought, she turned her eyes and said, "If you lose, how about putting everything else aside and staying with me at the Raging Tide Dragon Realm for a month without any worries?"
Garos looked at her, then laughed softly, "Okay."
Deborah asked again, "What if you win?"
Garos shook his head slightly and said, "I haven't thought about it yet. I'll talk about it after I win."
Isanora, who was next to him, leaned over with his head in the water. His tail was still soaked in the water, but his body was already half-tilted, and he moved his head closer with interest.
"Well----Father, Mother, what if I win?"
she asked weakly.
The two giant dragons turned to look at her at the same time, and then turned back at the same time, as if they didn't hear anything.
Isanora retracted his head.
"Damn it, I was ignored."
"It seems like they don't see me at all."
She muttered something softly, pouted and squatted down again, her tail hovering in the water again.
The moonlight shines on the sea, and the sparkling waves spread out into a piece of silver-white diamonds, which continue to change shapes with the rise and fall of the tide.
The tails of the three dragons all hung down and they sank quietly under the water, each maintaining a different posture.
Deborah's tail moves slowly in the water.
Her movements are soft and precise, and each gentle swing will bring up a small circle of water, swirling around, attracting the surrounding fish to come closer as if it is alive.
Not long after, her tail suddenly twitched slightly and lifted up, bringing out a silver-white sea fish.
The fish fluttered twice under the moonlight and was thrown onto the reef.
Tail Fishing is a technical activity.
And Deborah is obviously proficient in this technology.
She was quite satisfied with her results. She turned around and raised her chin to Red Iron Dragon, her expression exactly the same as when she was young.
But then, she seemed to feel that this was not stable enough.
The pride just now flashed away, and Deborah's expression became calm again.
Time flows quietly.
One fish after another was caught by Deborah, including silver, cyan, and striped fish, of various types. The fish catches on the reef slowly piled up into a small pile.
She caught the most fish, and her movements were the most steady, with her tail flicking up almost every once in a while.
Followed by Isanora.
Although her posture is loose, occasionally a fish will bite her tail scales and be thrown ashore by her, but her movements are neat.
The last one is Garos.
His tail is thick and long, and the dragon scales are like blades. He also carries a cold aura underwater.
The fish around him obviously stayed away from him, not daring to get close at all and swimming around his tail from a distance.
"Father, you are going to lose."
Isanora glanced at it and said.
"No, I still have a trick."
Red Iron Dragon said seriously.
He straightened his sitting posture and looked deeply into the sea.
"Fish, I hope you can take the bait yourself and dedicate your lives to the great Lord of Sacred Aura."
he said.
The next moment, the sea surface boiled instantly, and it was not a metaphor, it was a real boil.
The sea surface around the entire reef surged violently, white foam and waves kept rising, and schools of fish came from all directions.
Silver scale fish, bluefin fish, spotted eel----
Even a few deep-water fish that would never swim to shallow water rushed up with their bellies turned.
They flocked to Garos's tail, scrambling to bite his tail scales, squeezing together and forming a pile around him.
A few larger ones jumped out of the water and landed on the rocks, still flopping around.
Garos's eyes lit up slightly.
His tail curled and flicked, and he picked up three or five silvery fish at a time, landing them firmly on the rocks beside him. He flicked them again and again, and with a series of neat movements, the fish catches on the rocks swelled rapidly.
Isanora was stunned.
"Cheating! Father, how can you, a majestic emperor, cheat?!"
she shouted.
Garos's tail continued to throw fish to the shore, and at the same time he said seriously, "I didn't use any spells. These fish took the bait actively. Where is the cheating?"
Deborah turned his head and looked at the grand scene over there.
She didn't say anything, she just focused on wagging her tail again and continued to attract fish.
"Hahaha, it looks like I'm going to win."
Red Iron Dragon raised his head slightly, laughed, and swung his tail faster.
But then, he seemed to be too happy and accidentally failed to contain Dragon Might, thus leaking a trace.
This Dragon Might is trivial.
In his usual state, it doesn't even count as Dragon Might, just a very faint breath.
However, to the fish that gathered around his tail, it was as if the entire Ocean suddenly turned into Abyss.
The breath from the top of the predator spreads, forming an overwhelming deterrent to all weak creatures within the range of perception.
The fish that were rushing towards him just a moment ago were fleeing in panic the next second.
Silver scales surged, water splashed everywhere, and in less than two breaths, a large area around his tail was empty, and not a single fish was left.
Garos's smile stopped abruptly.
Time passes quietly in the ebb and flow of the tide.
Finally, the hour was up.
Red-Silver Dragon swung his tail, threw the last fish onto the reef, then retracted the tip of his tail, sat down gracefully, glanced at the pile of fish on his side, and then looked at Garos's side.
There is a lot of stuff in the first half, but almost nothing new in the second half.
"Garos, I won."
She said impatiently, raising her chin, raising her tail, and her previous dignified look disappeared.
Garos nodded his head. "You are so good, I am willing to admit defeat."
After saying that, he jumped to the reef where Deborah was.
Red Iron Dragon looked down at Deborah, and his voice softened. "For the next month, I won't care about anything, I will just be here, by your side."
Their eyes crossed.
Under Red Iron Dragon's burning gaze, Deborah lowered his head again just like countless times before.
Her eyes fell on the scales of her front paws, and the corners of her mouth were slightly pursed, as shy as ever.
But she quickly plucked up the courage, raised her head again, and faced Red Iron Dragon bravely.
The night wind blows from the sea, bringing the echo of the tide.
Deborah slowly approached and put his body next to Garos, with his shoulders and neck pressed against his chest. Red Iron Dragon's tail came around from the reef and rested gently on her side, with the tip of its tail loosely draped over her tail.
The shallow water became calmer.
The night was bright, and the stars shone silently, as if all the light had been converged into the silent bay.
Behind him, Isanora squatted on his own rock.
Although she seemed to be ignored again, she felt that this was not bad.
Silver Dragon had no intention of disturbing it. She had a fish in her mouth, with its tail still immersed in the water and swaying slightly. She looked at the two figures cuddling together in front of her and chewed it with relish.