Chapter 499: Chapter 356: Father, I’m Here to Kill You! (Part 2)
Red Dragon Gorsas paused briefly, casting a glance at Letitia.
"However, from what you just said, I hear a trace of concern."
"Letitia, do you still care for me? Or perhaps you’re looking to rekindle our old flame? Not that it’s hard to understand, considering how glorious and mighty I am now."
His tone carried a hint of mockery: "As long as you ask, I can grant you your wish."
The revulsion on Letitia’s face was almost overflowing through her face armor.
She suppressed the urge to lash out, her dragon tail impatiently thumping the ground.
She didn’t want to speak further with Gorsas, but considering the need to stabilize the situation, she replied, "Recently, while I was away from my territory, a group of audacious adventurers sneaked in."
"They were eventually driven out by my followers, but they seemed to have discovered something."
"And since then, rumors about the fire have begun to spread externally."
Letitia paused, observing the red dragon’s reaction: "I don’t know if they really found something or just spread rumors. But if you truly wish to pursue the fire, that’s all I know."
She gestured to the expansive territory with her claw: "If you truly wish to search, then feel free to explore this place yourself."
"But I warn you, Gorsas, do not destroy a single blade of grass here. Once your search is complete, leave my territory immediately."
Allowing the red dragon to search the Celestial Pit Territory on his own was undoubtedly an effective strategy to buy time.
This territory wasn’t expansive, but it would take some time to thoroughly search every corner.
Upon hearing this, Gorsas expanded his massive blood-colored wings and chuckled, "Of course, but Letitia, you have to accompany me."
"Exploring alone is too dull, and perhaps you can help me identify the traces those adventurers left behind."
The Iron Dragon still wore a cold expression, firmly refusing, "I’m not interested in joining your madness."
The smile on the red dragon’s face vanished instantly, his gaze turned perilously dangerous, his dragon’s might bearing down like a mountain, making the surrounding air seem to freeze.
"You can refuse."
His voice was eerily calm, like the sea surface before a storm.
"But I assure you, this place will instantly turn into scorched earth, reverting to the barren state I prefer."
"You should realize that I mean what I say."
Having said this, Red Dragon Gorsas flapped his wings, ascending into the air, turning his head to solemnly gaze at the Iron Dragon, awaiting her decision.
Letitia was silent for a few seconds.
In the end, under the gaze of the red dragon, she unfolded her wings, slowly ascending to follow.
"Good, now that’s the Letitia I admire."
Gorsas smiled in satisfaction.
Then, accompanied by Iron Dragon Letitia, the red dragon began to circle above the Celestial Pit Territory, inspecting from the air.
His eyes seemed to hold twin flames, attentively sensing and searching every inch of land below, hunting for any traces of the fire, leaving no stone unturned.
During the circling investigation.
He suddenly, as if casually, asked, "By the way, Letitia, have you recently heard of the King of Molten Iron?"
The Iron Dragon’s pupils slightly contracted.
Her heartbeat skipped a beat, but years of experience allowed her to quickly regain composure.
For a moment, she almost believed their plan to ally with the dragon group had been exposed, but observing Gorsas’ reaction, it didn’t seem so.
This might be a casual inquiry, or perhaps a probe; she needed to tread carefully.
Maintaining a calm expression, she replied in an honest tone, "You mean the newly risen king in the Northwest Region? A fellow giant dragon, indeed quite prominent recently."
"It is said that he has conquered and now rules the Map King in the Northwest."
The red dragon emitted a disdainful snort.
"An ignorant reptile, a clown leaping out from God knows where."
He spoke with malice, "Hmph, it won’t be long before I personally come to take off his head, letting all dragons know who the true ruler of this wilderness is."
Upon hearing this, Letitia’s eyes flickered, and she tentatively said, "The wilderness has always been chaotic and dangerous, with endless conflicts."
"Being a Dragon Race, the King of Molten Iron might present an opportunity for harmonious coexistence instead of a deadly struggle."
"Having an ally is always better than making an enemy."
She paused before continuing, "Besides, I heard he indeed carries red dragon blood in his veins, meaning, in some sense, he shares a bloodline with you."
Gorsas chuckled snidely, spewing two streams of searing fire from his nose, full of contempt.
"A similar bloodline? How meaningless."
A twisted and cruel smile spread across the red dragon’s face, continuing, "Oh, if this bloodline serves any purpose, it would be to double the excitement and pleasure I would feel when I personally end him."
"Imagine."
"When claws pierce his chest, crushing his heart, snapping his neck... feeling the similar bloodline cease to throb, what a joy it would be!"
Letitia fell silent, saying no more.
At the same time.
In the northwest of the wilderness, on an open field.
The robust body of the Red Iron Dragon stood on the ground.
In front of him, the Purple Crystal Dragon Lion, the Holy Spirit Deer, and the Phoenix, the three vassal lords, stood solemnly.
They were gathered here with one mission—serving as sparring partners for the King of Molten Iron.
On one hand.
The spiritual energy shock from the Purple Crystal Dragon Lion, the holy damage from the Holy Spirit Deer’s attack, and the incredible beak strike from the Phoenix... Any attack capable of impacting Galos was used to continuously test and strengthen his defenses and resistances during precise training, making his body increasingly indestructible through adaptation.
On the other hand.
The longer they participated in this training, the deeper their awe for him grew.
In the Red Iron Dragon, they could find no apparent weaknesses.
Even more startling was that the effectiveness of their attacks seemed to diminish at a pace visible to the naked eye, as the King of Molten Iron continued to grow stronger indefinitely.
Suddenly.
The Red Iron Dragon, who had been simultaneously enduring the attacks from the three lords, shuddered suddenly.
"Stop!"
The three lords immediately withdrew, looking at the Red Iron Dragon with bewilderment.
The training ground became quiet at once.
According to usual practice, the training had just begun and hadn’t even reached the warm-up phase; Galos typically trained until stars filled the sky, exhausting every lord.
Under their puzzled gaze.
Complex and indistinguishable emotions of excitement, hesitation, and caution appeared in succession within the Red Iron Dragon’s eyes. His claws subconsciously clenched, and his scales rubbed together with a fine sound as his body tensed, his heart in turmoil.
Galos received a telepathic message from Iron Dragon Solrog.
He was aware that Red Dragon Gorsas was currently in the Celestial Pit Territory.
Letitia would do her best to stall him, and right now was the optimal time to deal with this dangerous and mighty Mad King.
After a brief moment of rapid contemplation, the tumultuous emotions in the Red Iron Dragon’s eyes gradually settled, turning into an unfathomable calmness, beneath which lay resolute determination.
—Father, I’m coming to kill you!
"Follow me, all of you!"
"Encircle and annihilate Mad King Gorsas!"
Galos swept his gaze across the three lords in front of him and spoke in a deep voice.
Simultaneously, Golden Dragon Alberto and Flower Lord Shire received the news.
While Red Dragon Gorsas was still probing and searching within the Celestial Pit Territory, immersed in his quest for the fire, mighty figures shot from all directions of the wilderness, swiftly closing in on the Celestial Pit Territory like arrows loosed from bows.
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