A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 442: Chapter 336: Golden Dragon: If I Ever Meet Gorsas’s Offspring, Then...

Soon after, the Red Iron Dragon, after a brief contemplation, spoke again, steering the conversation towards a more serious direction: "Alberto, do you still remember the Red Dragon Gorsas, whom you mentioned to me before?"

"Of course I remember!" Alberto’s tone instantly turned serious.

"Gorsas, this fellow is notorious, extremely arrogant in his demeanor, committing atrocious acts in the wilderness, burning down outposts, plundering towns, killing all living creatures, a thoroughly chaotic and evil being!"

"Such a completely irredeemable Evil Dragon should be completely eradicated!" ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

"Otherwise, allowing him to survive and breed will only give birth to more inherently evil, chaotic Dragon Descendants, bringing more destruction and suffering to this already disordered land!"

The more Alberto spoke, the more agitated he became, the golden Dragon Claw heavily hitting the ground.

"Given his age, he most likely has already caused harm to certain areas, leaving behind evil descendants!"

"Those born with the blood of Gorsas are inevitably natural seeds of chaos! They are calamities that must be purified."

"If I ever encounter the descendants of Gorsas, hmph! I will strike with all my might! Relentlessly eradicating them! Clearing future threats from this world."

Upon hearing these words, the Red Iron Dragon fell into a long silence lasting several seconds.

This silence made Alberto’s fervent denunciation seem somewhat abrupt.

Finally, Galos slowly spoke: "Alberto, there is something I think it’s time I tell you."

Under the slightly puzzled gaze of the Golden Dragon, Galos lifted a head shaped and featured similarly to a Red Dragon, then stared directly into Alberto’s eyes and said: "The Gorsas you say must be eradicated, he is my biological father."

Opposite, the expression on Golden Dragon Alberto’s face froze instantly.

It took two or three seconds before he suddenly snapped back to reality, his Dragon eyes widening bit by bit in disbelief, his gaze sweeping over Galos repeatedly, although not immediately showing much hostility or vigilance, the shock and cluelessness almost overflowed.

His gaze finally fixed on those significant traits on Galos belonging to a Red Dragon, as though realizing their meaning for the first time.

The air seemed somewhat frozen.

Facing the speechless, seemingly brain-frozen Golden Dragon, Galos leaned his body slightly forward and asked: "So, didn’t you say you wanted to eradicate all of Gorsas’s descendants? Here he is, standing right in front of you, within arm’s reach."

"And as you can see, he is currently not in good shape, very weak, perhaps your best chance."

"Get rid of him, and you will gain an excellent reputation."

Alberto: .......

Upon hearing these words, the Golden Dragon fell into another long silence lasting several seconds.

Finally, he let out an awkward laugh: "Ha, haha! That was just a little joke to lighten the mood, don’t take it too seriously."

"I, Alberto, as a Holy Dragon who distinguishes right from wrong, would never arbitrarily judge a Dragon’s morality solely based on their lineage!"

His eyes looked firmly at the Red Iron Dragon: "Galos, without a doubt, you have proven with your will and actions that you are a Dragon standing on the side of order! A comrade who can fight alongside a Golden Dragon."

"On this point, I have no doubt! Bloodline cannot define your soul."

Quickly stating his stance, the Golden Dragon changed the topic and asked: "But... why did you suddenly think of telling me about your lineage? And specifically mention Gorsas?"

Galos’s expression returned to calm.

He said: "Because between us, there is almost no possibility of coexisting under the same sky."

Hearing this, the Golden Dragon Alberto nodded his huge head thoughtfully: "I almost forgot that the father-son relationships among your Five-Colored Dragons, especially Red Dragons, are very unusual... The inherited memory tells me that they are often filled with betrayal, devouring, and naked power struggles without a shred of warmth."

Then, Galos briefly explained the situation.

The danger of Gorsas, the uncontrollable great hidden threat, the decision of the Ignas Dragon Group... After saying these, he formally issued an invitation to Alberto.

"So, Alberto, I need your power."

"For a better future, and also to eliminate a great calamity in the wilderness, join me in besieging Gorsas!"

"Besiege Mad Fire Blood Flame? Good, very good."

Without any hesitation, Alberto’s eyes lit up with a battle spirit eager to try.

"When the time comes, make sure to bring me along, eliminating such evil, maintaining order in the wilderness, is my undeniable duty."

For both public and private reasons, he had no reason to refuse.

Alberto felt very excited about being able to participate in the campaign against such a notoriously chaotic Evil Dragon.

After some discussions about Gorsas’s possible activity scope, power estimate, and an initial encirclement plan, Golden Dragon Alberto bid farewell to Galos, unfolded his wings, ascended into the sky, transformed into a golden beam, and disappeared into the horizon.

Galos then closed his eyes again, continuing his rest, conserving his energy and adjusting his state to the peak.

As time passed, day after day went by.

Under the efficient and meticulous command of Iron Dragon Solrog, the tribes of the Molten Iron Tribe awoke like a slumbering Giant Beast, initiating intense mobilization.

Various clans sharpened weapons and prepared armaments, a solemn yet exhilarating battle spirit permeated the Ximu Territory and each stronghold.

About five days later.

When the first ray of sunlight pierced through the clouds and fell on the ground, troops fully armed like unsheathed swords set off from their station with great momentum.

Their target was the Quenching Highlands.

This homeland of the Molten Iron Tribe was about to welcome back its owner in a frenzied dance of iron and blood.