A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 440: Chapter 336: Golden Dragon: Don’t Let Me Encounter Gorsas’s Descendants, Or Else...

The conversation in the Spirit World gradually came to a close.

Soon after, Galos drew his consciousness away from the invisible network, refocusing on reality.

He raised his head, glancing at the sky above Needleleaf Valley.

It was afternoon, the clear sky stretched endlessly, the sunlight fierce yet not glaring, carrying a lazy warmth.

Sometimes, the golden rays gathered into divine pillars, piercing through the overlapping needle-leaf canopies, straight into the woods; sometimes, they were scattered and fragmented by the mountain breeze stirring the swaying branches, transforming into numerous flickering light spots, dancing in the forest glades.

They fell upon the broad back of the Red Iron Dragon, as if a layer of shining gold leaf had plated his scales.

The sense of battle damage formed by the state of the red lotus was temporarily concealed.

Galos slowly closed his heavy eyelids, isolating the light and shadows outside.

He was resting, yet adjusting.

He was conserving energy for the approaching war.

Back then, when the tribe was forced to make a strategic retreat, lacking a method to relocate the Earth Vein Symbiotic Pool, Iron Dragon Solrog and Red Dragon Samantha strongly suggested its complete destruction.

Since they couldn’t take it away, they definitely couldn’t leave it for future enemies, aiding them with resources.

However, Galos refused.

In his eyes, temporary strategic compromise wasn’t permanent concession but a way to accumulate enough power to tear apart all obstacles.

Choosing to leave was to return stronger.

From the day he chose to retreat, he had already decided that one day, he would lead the stronger Molten Iron Tribe back, reclaiming everything that belonged to him.

And now, he has returned.

He brought the far more powerful Molten Iron Tribe than before, successfully reclaiming the Scale Earth Rift territory, making the rival Albert Family suffer a painful cost.

The Earth Vein Symbiotic Pool left to the enemy back then is about to be reclaimed along with the Quenching Highlands, by his own hands.

Whoosh——!

Galos’s nap didn’t last long.

Before the sunset dipped into the western mountains, while the sky was still bright, a sudden fierce mountain wind swept through Needleleaf Valley, swirling up dry leaves and dust, issuing a piercing wail, breaking the forest’s tranquility.

Galos suddenly lifted his heavy eyelids, looking toward the distant horizon.

In his field of vision, a dazzling stream of golden light was rapidly breaking through the layered clouds, heading towards Needleleaf Valley at tremendous speed.

The closer it got, the clearer its shape became—agile, strong, its body covered with gleaming golden scales like molten sunlight.

It was the Golden Dragon Alberto.

He folded his wings, landing in front of Galos, then habitually raised his neck, with a dignified manner in his gaze, filled with power and holiness.

But his next words shattered this feeling.

"Here, check this payment, and keep it safe."

"I, Alberto, always keep my word. Though I can’t settle all debts at once, I absolutely won’t be a shameless debtor who defaults."

Alberto tried to maintain an unconcerned, free-spirited manner, pushing a metal box that looked quite heavy with his claw.

However.

On closer inspection, one could find his facial muscles slightly stiff, his gaze shifting, clearly undergoing some extremely intense inner struggle.

Galos flicked open the box lid with the tip of his claw, catching a glance.

Inside, it was filled with various raw magic gemstones.

Untouched by cutting or polishing, their edges were rough, even smeared with traces of soil, yet their pure magical essence and naturally formed splendid colors silently declared their high value.

These were clearly fresh from the wilderness, yet to be finely processed.

Under Alberto’s barely concealed, slightly twitching gaze, Galos closed the box, hooking it with his claw, pressing it under his hand.

He was silent for two seconds, then said, "Alberto, I’m well aware of your speed. Next time, just land directly, there’s really no need to create such an ambiance of ’the dragon hasn’t arrived, but the wind comes first.’"

"Struggling in a spot to whip up gale winds seems quite a hassle as well."

Alberto paused for breath, momentarily revealing the truth of his previous actions, his proud head seemed to lower an inch.

But the Golden Dragon’s reaction was swift.

He quickly straightened his posture, putting on a noble and calm expression again.

"I don’t know what you’re talking about, that’s just the airflow naturally created when I fly."

Galos slightly shook his enormous head, disinclined to delve into such trivial matters.

In his recognition, a Gold Dragon ought to be the epitome of dignity, nobility, and propriety, which was indeed his first impression of Alberto.

However, as their acquaintance lasted longer, the layer of radiant filter over this Gold Dragon had long fallen apart mostly. freeweɓnovel.cøm

Meanwhile.

Alberto’s gaze noticed the fine cracks sprawling across Galos’s dragon scales.

The acute perception of a Holy Dragon for evil and abnormal states simultaneously allowed him to sense the cursed aura clinging to him like a stubborn sore.

Galos’s evidently weakened state, his fluctuating breath, confirmed his judgment.

"You seem to have, fallen under quite a tricky curse?"

He stepped forward half a pace, closely observing Galos, then said, "As long as you’re willing to discount a portion of the debts, in exchange, I can help eliminate this pesky curse."