A Dragon against the Whole World

As the sky turned to a pale white, Deborah lay beside, taking a short rest, while the Red Iron Dragon was communicating with the Iron Dragon Solrog through the Projection Stone.

"The Mature Silver Dragon has been here?"

"It was truly dangerous, fortunately, you were at Dragon Valley to stabilize the Metal Dragon."

After learning about what happened yesterday, a hint of relief appeared on the dragon face of Iron Dragon Solrog.

In Dragon Valley, there is the presence of the Half-step Mature White Dragon Trish, whose presence is not very high, almost at the bottom among the dragons, but the Iron Dragon would never underestimate the Mature Silver Dragon because of the White Dragon’s weakness.

"With Deborah’s connection, the Mature Silver Dragon was never a problem from the start, rather, it’s an advantage for us."

Galos said.

"Oh? You’ve gained his support?"

The Iron Dragon showed a spark of interest, asking.

"No."

Turning his words, Galos grinned, "But, making others believe so is enough."

As he spoke, he took out a complete piece of a chilling silver Dragon Scale, playing with it in his claws.

"This is?"

The Iron Dragon looked at the scale in Galos’s claws.

"A scale of the Mature Silver Dragon."

The Red Iron Dragon explained, "I admit he’s stronger than me, but even in a spar, he couldn’t avoid having some scales peeled off by me."

His expression was calm, as if discussing a trivial matter.

Solrog was rendered speechless.

After a moment of silence, the Iron Dragon flicked its tail, muttering gloomily, "Consider yourself impressive."

Galos slightly nodded, accepting the praise.

Then,

The expression of the Red Iron Dragon turned serious, "The truth is sometimes not important, with the scale carrying frost marks in hand, we can leverage his name to shake the determination of the three major tribes against us."

"And, we don’t need to shake all of them."

To the tribes near the Border Area, facing familiar foes is certainly better than confronting quickly rising unfamiliar tribes, and during competition, they inherently have a certain degree of cooperation.

If the three tribes join forces completely, they would become quite tricky to deal with.

The Molten Iron Tribe has not yet absorbed the fruits of victory, and although they have unified the Golden Tooth Tribe, the war brought significant losses as well, not achieving a major upgrade in their overall level compared to before.

Even if they defeat other tribes, it would inevitably come at a high cost.

Galos wanted to kill ten thousand enemies but didn’t want to lose eight thousand of himself.

Currently, he doesn’t yet have the absolute power to sweep away all obstacles.

In this circumstance, it required some thinking.

Poison Tail, Dawn, Ironblood... among these few tribes, as long as any one of them turns or stands by, the pressure on the Molten Iron Tribe will suddenly drop.

Playing with the Mature Silver Dragon’s scale, Galos asked:

"Among the three major tribes, which do you think is the easiest to win over?"

The projection of the Iron Dragon didn’t answer immediately; he pondered for a few seconds before slowly saying, "Recently, spies from the three major tribes have been lingering at the borders of our territory for reconnaissance."

"But I wasn’t idle either; I collected some intelligence on them."

Iron Dragon Solrog remarked, "The humans of the Dawn Tribe are mainly located in the northwest of the Border Area, but they are vastly different from the Federation humans, primal and frenzied, with the strong ones in the tribe mainly being Barbarians."

Barbarians—it’s not a particular race, but rather a term for a special existence.

Humans, dwarfs, and even elves.

As long as they awaken the Power of Anger, filled with frenzy for combat, they could become Barbarians.

The races of Barbarians are different, but they all share the hallmark of uncontrollable rage: uncontrollable, relentless, unthinking fury.

Furthermore,

Their anger is not just an emotion, but a predator’s fierce attack in desperate situations, a storm-like reckless assault, and the incessant rolling waves in the sea, serving as a weapon and divine technique in battle.

"The Ironblood Tribe’s beastmen land spans both the northwest and northeast, with numerous warriors and the presence of high-level shamans."

After a brief pause, Iron Dragon Solrog continued, "The humans and beastmen of the Border Area admire martial valor, consider blood and scars as honor, initially had intense conflicts, but gradually developed mutual recognition, forming a close bond."

In the eyes of wise beings from the Federation,

Beastmen of the Border Area resemble uncivilized beasts, crude and savage, while humans in the Border Area are no different, acting in a similar manner to beastmen.

Where humans and beastmen can resonate is in the harsh impoverished regions like the Border Area.

"The Snakefolk of the Poison Tail Tribe are in the northeast of the Border Area, and are rich in warlock shamans, who previously attempted to raid Dragon Valley but were frightened off by the Metal Dragon."

With a thoughtful look in his eyes and a faint glimmer of spiritual energy, Iron Dragon Solrog declared:

"The Snakefolk are cold and cruel, fond of using witchcraft, curses, and other sinister methods, and among the tribes in the Border Area, they are the least respected, with a hostile competitive nature far exceeding occasional cooperation with humans and beastmen."

Ultimately, he concluded, "The Poison Tail Tribe should be our primary target to win over."

Galos lightly nodded, "Well said, the Snakefolk met Deborah in Dragon Valley and wisely withdrew, also, with deep-seated estrangement from humans and beastmen, they would be easier to garner support from."

Attract those who can be attracted and divide the hostile camps’ power.

This way, in the upcoming battle for the King of the Borderland, the Molten Iron Tribe can become the ultimate victor at a lesser cost.

"Solrog, this matter is entrusted to you, I believe you will handle it well, and I’ll have the Silver Dragon Scale sent to you via Wyvern immediately."

Galos stated.

The Iron Dragon nodded, "Leave it to me, I will ensure those Snakefolk make choices beneficial to us."

After saying this, the Iron Dragon did not immediately hang up the Projection Stone.

He shifted the topic, saying, "Communication Stones and Projection Stones, these kinds of Alchemy Tools, can sometimes be affected by magic, distance, Elemental Stream, and other factors, causing delays and preventing immediate communication."

The glow of spiritual energy in his eyes intensified, saying, "The transmission of information is crucial for us, to ensure this, I meditate day and night, particularly excavating corresponding mind magic from my bloodline inheritance—the Bloodline Chain."

To a mage, bloodline is like a slowly flowing great river.

The better the natural bloodline, the wider and more expansive the river, containing more treasures.

As the mage’s level grows and time passes, the ’treasures’ at the riverbed slowly float to the surface, and the river delivers them to the mage, leading to natural awakening and comprehension.

Meditation allows the mage to delve into deeper layers of water to obtain treasures early.

Dragons, due to their supreme bloodlines, are all innate mages, possessing gradually increasing mage levels, akin to mastering Magic-like Skills, which can also be attained in advance through meditation.

To get back to the point.

Mental connection has a range limitation; its range increases with the mind mage’s level, but as for the Iron Dragon’s current mind mage level, it is still less convenient than using alchemy tools.

The Bloodline Chain, however, is different.

Its drawback is obvious.

It only works for specific targets.

Its advantage is also obvious.

A mind mage communicates spiritual energy through the bond of bloodline, enabling ultra-long-distance contact with kin, ignoring most interferences, and can also use the mind mage as a hub, allowing kin to connect on a mental level.