A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 514: Chapter 359: Madnessfire Transfer, Wild Red Iron Dragon_3

In the Map King of the Northeast Region wilderness, the Mountain King is the most formidable, a rising Regional King seed.

Upon hearing that he had slain another Plague Dragon Map King, Alberto went to investigate, resulting in a conflict and being forced to use his trump card.

"Why didn’t you tell me sooner? Or ask me for support?"

The Red Iron Dragon tilted its massive head, a gesture that seemed particularly unsettling at this moment.

"Alberto, are you doubting me? Doubting my ability to handle the Mountain King? Or do you think that I, an ally with Evil Dragon Blood running in my veins, am simply unworthy of your complete trust?"

He continued questioning, the danger in his tone growing ever stronger.

His blood-red pupils narrowed slightly, staring intently at Alberto as if scrutinizing every subtle reaction of prey.

The Golden Dragon Alberto took a deep breath of air, and responded in a low voice, "Galos, we are partners bound by a covenant."

"But that doesn’t mean I have to report every move, every single matter to you in detail."

"I have my own ways of handling problems, troubles I can solve myself, and I’m not accustomed to easily relying on external forces. It has nothing to do with trust or mistrust."

Facing the clearly abnormal state of the Red Iron Dragon, he continued to speak frankly, "Galos, wake up!"

"You are seriously affected by the influence of madness fire!"

"Don’t forget where your true strength lies!"

"Ruling your power with reason, that is your style, Galos, the King of Molten Iron as I know, the real you, would never be swayed by turbulent emotions!"

Upon hearing this, the Red Iron Dragon’s pupils suddenly constricted into dangerous slits, and the blood-red glow intensified greatly.

His entire dragon face was instantly covered with a ferocious expression, making him seem even more evil and terrifying than Gorsas with his current formidable stance.

"Galos, calm down!"

On the other side, the Iron Dragon Solrog mustered the last remaining bit of his spiritual energy, attempting to cast Mind Magic to help Galos stabilize his near-losing-control spirit.

However.

As soon as his spiritual energy fluctuations touched Galos’ mind, it was as if it struck an invisible yet intensely fierce flame, instantly incinerated completely, without any effect.

"Shut up, all of you! Are you trying to teach me how to do things?!"

The Red Iron Dragon let out an ear-splitting roar, taking a sudden step forward and raising a claw sharp enough to shatter mountains, aiming it at the Golden Dragon’s head!

The fierce claw wind swept away the rainwater from Alberto’s forehead.

But just as the glistening sharp claw was about to touch the Golden Dragon’s head, it abruptly halted in mid-air.

The Red Iron Dragon suddenly closed his eyes tightly, began to take deep breaths one after another, ingesting massive amounts of air carrying cold raindrops, and then exhaled it heavily.

He stood there stiffly, like a statue, his chest heaving violently, hot white steam constantly spouting from his nostrils.

Until a few minutes later, the suffocating pressure slightly eased.

The Red Iron Dragon slowly opened his eyes, and the unsettling blood-red dragon eyes had faded, returning to their original profound black color.

"Some of the madness fire has transferred onto me."

Galos’ voice carried a hint of exhaustion but more of gravity, as he slowly said, "Its influence on my spirit is very strong, I cannot assure you that I can completely control myself at all times."

Relying on an indomitable, rock-solid spiritual will, he temporarily suppressed the erosion of the madness fire, his mind regaining clarity.

Yet he could still clearly feel a desire to destroy and kill, a flame accumulating within him.

More precisely, this flame did not exist in the heart but was burning directly in his mental world.

However, Galos did not show excessive tension or panic.

He understood his situation better than anyone.

He firmly believed that given enough time, the negative effects brought by the madness fire would eventually be overcome by his adaptive talent, becoming controllable.

Perhaps, this dangerous power might even be tamed by him, turning into yet another powerful trump card.

"Galos..."

Iron Dragon Letitia caught her breath, looking at her powerful but currently worrisome offspring, said, "I remember very clearly, the influence of madness fire is subtle and gradually intensifying."

"I believe in your strong will, far superior to Gorsas, you would never voluntarily choose to embrace madness."

"But precisely because of this, you absolutely cannot let your guard down! Otherwise, you will unknowingly be distorted in mind, sliding into the abyss."

Galos nodded gently.

He said, "I understand the peril, and I know what I should do next."

Then, he stood amidst the wind and rain, his gaze slowly sweeping over the surrounding scarred Giant Dragons and the Lords under his command.

Gorsas’ strength was unquestionable.

If it were not for the strategy of ganging up on him, Galos estimated that relying solely on his single Dragon’s power, it would be difficult to first force Gorsas into Fury State and Wild State.

Despite the gang attackers being affected by the fury, their coordination was almost zero.

But their presence indeed caused Gorsas continuous exhaustion and accumulated injuries.

Many of Galos’ effective damages were also dealt when Gorsas was distracted coping with other attackers.

If it were a pure one-on-one duel to the death, Galos assessed, his chances of winning were slim.

The best result might be to resort to using Dragon Jade to restore state and then choose a strategic retreat.