A Dragon against the Whole World

The pillar of light wasn’t pure energy but a tightly woven web of countless ancient runes, spinning rapidly, as fine as gnats. They soared into the sky, emanating more light that, centered on the Red Iron Dragon, formed a vast array that then imprinted onto the sky and earth, disappearing.

In an instant.

The wind elemental energy in the air was almost entirely dispersed, and a powerful gravitational effect was generated from the land.

Galos felt his body sink, finding it difficult to maneuver wind elemental energy with his wings.

It was an anti-air array simultaneously targeting both giant dragon magic skills and physical weight.

"Evil Dragon, tonight you will perish here!"

Brunhild’s roar thundered over the river, the leader of the Dawn Tribe appeared, as though an ancient war god came to life from a mural. On his bare, bronze torso, layers of ancestral totems flowed and breathed like living things on his muscular physique, while a door-sized double-edged rune giant axe pointed obliquely to the ground.

Behind him, the Dawn Tribe’s elite carried a solemn expression, their murderous aura filling the night sky like tangible ice needles.

At the same time, the dense forest on the opposite shore abruptly exploded.

"For Iron Blood Glory!"

Ugosh’s roar carried a foul wind, the phantom image of the Savage Bear Essence coalesced behind him into a massive, translucent giant, which raised its fists to the sky, and the invisible shockwave sent a ring-shaped wall of water rising from the river.

Accompanied by the earth-shaking stomping sounds, the Iron-blooded Orcs surged out like a tide.

They wore only simple bone armor on their upper bodies, their skin branded with various totems, eyes fixed on the Red Iron Dragon like beasts.

"An ambush? This setup is definitely not something prepared in haste."

Galos furrowed the skin between his brows: "How did they know I was going to attack the Raging River?"

The decision to attack was made on a whim, making betrayal by an insider unlikely.

"Some kind of magic, most likely prophetic magic."

Thinking it over, the Red Iron Dragon’s gaze settled on the Warlock Shamans who emerged from the shadows alongside the barbarian warriors.

"This ambush is hard to defend against, truly not to be underestimated in the tactics of other intelligent beings."

Galos relaxed his ’brows,’ his gaze cautious but lacking fear or panic: "Fortunately, I am always careful, and my state is at its peak each time I strike, plus I carry the Gladiatorial Array Plate."

He could use the Gladiatorial Array Plate to pull someone in, kill them, and then use its spatial transport effect to disengage from battle.

However, since the Gladiatorial Array Plate is a precious item that can only be used once, Galos was reluctant to use it here, preferring to reserve it for any desperate situation.

Unlike the roaring howling barbarians.

The Red Iron Dragon remained calm, his eyes displaying a rational and composed light, making the humanoid creatures seem more like beasts compared to him.

He flapped his wings, feeling the strength of the anti-air array.

Seeing the Red Iron Dragon slowly ascending.

"Trap him!"

"First cripple this bastard’s wings!"

Ugosh growled lowly, his fine steel fist armor clashing violently, sending sparks flying, the Savage Bear Essence roared to the sky, leaping towards the Red Iron Dragon, its gigantic energy palm tearing through the air, aimed fiercely at the base of Galos’s dragon wings, followed closely by hordes of elite orcs.

Standing in the rear, the Warlock Shamans formed seals with their hands, leading with their fingertips the piercing cold stream.

Ice Cone Cold Stream!

Thousands of prismatic ice cones formed out of thin air, each having a core compressed with a striking blue glow, tearing through the air with a shrill wail, raining down towards the Dragon Eyes, wing membrane joints, reproductive cavity, and scale armor gaps—the most deadly weaknesses of all Dragon Race.

Galos’s vertical pupils contracted, focusing intensely.

Spin!

His iron tail became a shadow cutting through the air, swept with a giant force of tens of thousands of tons to burst the ice cones into fragments of icy mist, continuing unabated, clashing with the giant palm of the Savage Bear Essence, shattering its hand.

Simultaneously, Brunhild entered a frenzy state, advancing as if defying spatial distance.

His giant axe dragging cold light, raised high, the axe blade precisely struck Galos’s exposed right shoulder blade due to his tail sweeping motion.

Clang!

A deep fissure appeared at the impact site, chilling air suddenly spread out, causing Brunhild to freeze momentarily, lifting his eyes to see the Red Iron Dragon’s giant claw sweeping in.

"Kill!"

Ugosh’s roar was like thunder.

The giant palm of the Savage Bear Essence somehow healed, came back again, enveloped in the majestic force sufficient to tear mountains asunder and block the counterattack of the dragon claw.

Brunhild seized the opportunity, the giant axe swung upward, cutting into the arm of the Red Iron Dragon.

Meanwhile, the human and orc elites also rushed in, the roaring icy water posed no obstacle to them.

Led by Brunhild and Ugosh, hordes of barbarians and elite warriors surrounded the Red Iron Dragon, launching a fierce attack, while Shamans and Mages in the rear harassed from afar with long-range magic.

Giant axes, war hammers, flails.

Various weapons almost attacked simultaneously from all directions, striking the Red Iron Dragon’s body, clanging and sparking, creating cracks and dents all over his black-silver scales.

The Red Iron Dragon’s counterattack was equally fierce.

The dragon claws performed a combo strike, pushing Brunhild and Ge Wush back simultaneously.

Tear!

The tail blade sliced three orcs, along with their weapons and bodies, into halves, then with a twist of his body, the massive wings performed consecutive spinning slashes, killing all elite warriors unable to retreat in time within range.

A Berserker leaped up, attempting to attack from above.

Swish!

The Red Iron Dragon’s right wing flexibly lifted, its wingtip like a spear impaled the Berserker, then a swift swipe and slash, splitting him in two.