A Dragon against the Whole World

He said.

"Huh..."

Deborah let out a short gasp, her silver slit pupils contracting from intense concentration and effort.

She could feel Galos’ giant dragon claw resting on her neck.

The burning, heavy, and rough sensation was so distinct that it overshadowed the pain and soreness brought by the overwhelming weight itself, as if he were a silent mountain of flames, branding his power and will directly onto her body.

Finally, under Galos’ oppressive yet incredibly precise guidance, Deborah gathered all her strength.

The muscles in her neck suddenly bulged, as if the scales covering it tightened instantly.

"Rise!"

Galos shouted lowly, and the giant claw on her neck followed through, pushing upward and backward.

Vroom——!

The massive and elegant body of the Red Silver Dragon, for the first time amidst a thunderous tremor, was forcefully supported off the ground against triple gravity by her own neck strength.

Her neck had already steadily lifted off the ground.

"Very good."

Galos said slowly.

His giant claw, covered in deep black scales, did not immediately move away but instead pressed gently on the neck’s muscles that trembled slightly from the exertion.

The pressure was not heavy, more like a confirmation, an approval, embedded into Deborah’s perception with residual warmth and the texture of rough scales.

"Hold it for a moment, then try to move your body."

Galos said.

At this moment, clouds obscured the moon, and time slowly passed by.

The Red Silver Dragon’s mind was somewhat confused.

She wasn’t actually focusing on listening to Galos’ teachings, but instead, carefully feeling the temperature and touch of his dragon claw, following his guidance to act.

Suddenly.

The Red Silver Dragon sniffed, catching a familiar scent in the air.

Before she could react, the temperature in Dragon Valley plummeted, as if it suddenly became winter.

Crack, crack, crack... Frost gradually coalesced from the ground, rapidly spreading outward, and the lake surface, which gently rippled in the night, quickly froze over with a thick layer of ice.

Galos’ ice resistance had long been honed.

Yet even so, he still felt a chill; this cold was unusual, seemingly penetrating to the bone, freezing the soul.

"Evil Dragon!"

At the same time as Galos sensed danger, an angry roar, like thunder, came from the sky.

A mature giant dragon, its body totaling twenty-five meters long, covered in shining silver scales, tore through the clouds, trailing freezing frost wherever it passed, appearing above Dragon Valley, eyes firmly locked on the Red Iron Dragon.

It was Frost Trace Adri.

In his eyes, the sinister and evil hybrid Red Iron Dragon was folding his precious offspring into a bizarre position with his claws, tormenting his child.

"Trouble, another misunderstanding."

Seeing the fierce look in the elder dragon’s eyes, Galos thought gloomily.

Crack, crack—a freezing sensation enveloped him without warning, and the cold burst from around Galos, abruptly forming a layer of frost over his scales, freezing him into an ice sculpture, yet leaving the Red Silver Dragon untouched.

"To Hell with you!" Adri used a magic-like skill to encase the Red Iron Dragon in ice, then folded his wings, his entire body enveloped in a fierce, icy wind, charging forward.

Crack! The ice on the Red Iron Dragon shattered, his body’s cold burst scales full of cracks, yet he hadn’t accumulated enough heat energy within.

"The primary sources of thermal energy are absorbing heat and absorbing kinetic energy; such freezing damage restrains me well," Galos realized a weakness of the cold burst scales.

But now wasn’t the time for careful study; he sensed enormous danger.

The 18th-level mature Silver Dragon, [Frost Trace] Adri, the metal dragon overlord of the Border Area—his Long Wei felt almost tangible, bone-chilling, vast beyond measure; the flying dragons were bowed by it, their followers trembling all over, and Galos felt immense pressure.

Compared to Frost Trace, White Dragon Trish seemed like nothing more than a cat capable only of arching its back and hissing.

With the faint glow of the Spatial Ring, a barrel of 95 black oil and a bag of fairy scale powder appeared in Galos’ mouth, ready to trigger his fierce state and Blood Burst Technique at any moment.

In a fight, Galos would be no match.

However, with his Celestial Comet Wings, if he ingests the black oil and scale powder, then activates all three stages simultaneously, focused on escaping, even the mature Silver Dragon would struggle to stop him.

In the wake of his Dragon Wings, dark red flames surged.

Black and red Dragon Qi and golden fierce lightning swirled around Galos, and he was ready.

Just then, "Wait!" Deborah hurriedly flapped her wings and soared, blocking between the Silver Dragon and the Red Iron Dragon.

"Father, you got it wrong." She said hastily, "He’s not an evil dragon; we’re just training."

The Silver Dragon’s movements paused, hovering in mid-air.

Adri heard the Red Silver Dragon’s explanation, but his face didn’t immediately soften, becoming more irate instead: "A naturally evil Red Iron Dragon, how dare you bewitch my daughter."

He questioned the Red Iron Dragon, wanting to charge again.

However, the Red Silver Dragon resolutely blocked in front of him: "Father, he is different! Listen to my explanation."

The Silver Dragon frowned upon seeing Deborah protecting the Red Iron Dragon, thinking of her deception and concealment, couldn’t help but feel a surge of nameless anger.

"Oh dear, oh dear." A playful, teasing voice emerged, and Red Copper Dragon Selena flew over, saying, "My dear Silver Scale gentleman, where did your usual calmness go? How did you become as irritable as a Red Dragon?"

At this time, the Red Iron Dragon suddenly dissipated his aura.

He slightly retracted his Dragon Wings, placing his forepaws gently on the ground—this was the Dragon Race’s standard non-combative posture.

He faced the skyborne, enraged Silver Dragon, speaking undaunted, "So it is Lord Adri, I’ve heard Deborah mention you many times, and now seeing you in person, your Long Wei is indeed extraordinary."

The Red Iron Dragon’s voice was like hardened steel after being quenched, fiery yet controlled.

After a slight pause, he continued, looking directly into the scrutinizing eyes of the Silver Dragon, speaking neither too humbly nor too arrogantly: "As Deborah’s friend, I should have visited her esteemed Silver Dragon father much earlier, but I’ve been occupied managing the Border Area, busy bringing order to this land of chaos, hence the delay."

Such calm, rational words, free of violent emotion or provocative anger.

Speaking from Galos’ mouth, they immediately alleviated the tense atmosphere.

The Silver Dragon was initially taken aback, then thoroughly examined the Red Iron Dragon in front of him, the rage in his eyes gradually dissipating. Though there was still some lingering anger and suspicion, the previously piercing, bone-chilling killing intent was gone.

The chilling, bone-deep aura also slowly dissipated, drawing back into the Silver Dragon’s body.

Galos knew the most dangerous moment had passed.

Talking about order with a dragon of order, displaying order; his earlier words had achieved a good effect.

[Dragon Taming Skill: Silver Dragon Chapter]

[The Argument for Order Outweighs the Proof of Power, Rational Demeanor Triumphs Over Roaring Posture]

[Talking Order with a Silver Dragon is akin to guessing riddles with a Red Copper Dragon; calmness and rationality, longing for order, can win a Silver Dragon’s favor]

Red Copper Dragon Selena stared at Galos in astonishment.

So eloquent?

No wonder Deborah is reluctant to return home.

Indeed, he truly is different from other evil dragons.