A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 467: Chapter 346: Elderly Purple Crystal Dragon, Galos’s Unease

The sky grew increasingly dark, lead-gray clouds hung low, and the deep curtain of rain enveloped the entire wilderness.

Countless strands of rain seemed to connect the heavens and earth, falling softly and creating endless ripples in the puddles and on the rocks.

"Ennos, tell us your origins."

A deep voice echoed in the rain.

The Red Iron Dragon stood on the rain-swept, slick peak of Echo Rift, countless raindrops striking its hard scale armor and then shattering into a finer mist.

Ennos—this is the name of the Purple Crystal Lion King.

Moreover, as the Ignas Dragon Group had speculated upon their first meeting, Ennos was not a typical monster leader.

Purple Crystal Dragon Bloodline surged within it, with a concentration higher than most mixed-blood Dragon Descendants.

This powerful bloodline endowed it not only with an astonishing physique and magical abilities but also, at a critical point in its life, activated a dormant part of the Dragon’s Legacy deep within, granting it innate wisdom, making its mind profound and its gaze clear, far surpassing the beasts that acted purely on instinct.

Simultaneously, the other half of the lion beast bloodline within it was equally extraordinary.

The Lion Bloodline bestowed upon it a primitive charisma that could command thousands of lion groups and make all beasts yield.

Roar!

The Purple Crystal Dragon Lion raised its head, scarred yet seemingly majestic, and let out a low growl, an invisible wave of spiritual energy spreading out, conveying its experiences to Galos.

The story traces back over two hundred years, a distant time when Galos had not yet been born.

Back then, Ennos was already active in the vast, perilous yet opportunity-laden Sel Wilderness.

In those days, it was young, strong, intelligent, and full of ambition, with a blazing fire burning within, determined to forge a fierce beast demon realm entirely under its rule, centered around strong lion groups.

Relying on its powerful strength, natural dignity of Dragon Descendants, and notable intelligence, many elite lion beasts and monsters of various forms gradually gathered under its command.

It proclaimed itself king in a remote region, achieving what seemed like an unattainable dream at first.

The emerging force was like a speck of dust in the wilderness; initially, its quiet rise did not draw public notice.

The Federation’s focus was on more prosperous areas, and the powerful Native Monster Lords were busy with their territories, leaving it undisturbed.

But as its power stabilized and ambition grew increasingly uncontrollable.

The young Purple Crystal Dragon Lion was no longer content with a little corner, starting to expand its territory boundaries and casting covetous eyes on Federation outposts and cargo-laden merchant caravans, reaching out its sharp claws toward the Civilized World for the first time.

The result, however, far exceeded its expectations, turning extremely unfavorable.

The Federation Guard’s quick response and fierce retaliation taught young Ennos a harsh lesson.

The Federation swiftly assembled a well-equipped, coordinated military force led by strong professions to launch a comprehensive purge against Ennos’s lion group.

Soon after, the lion group laboriously gathered by Ennos was either dead, escaped, or scattered.

It itself suffered unprecedented devastation in that siege, nearly dying and barely carving a bloody path out of the desperate situation, fleeing in disarray at the cost of completely draining its companion Purple Crystal.

Since then, the disheartened yet unyielding Ennos chose to hide away completely.

It secluded in the most remote corner of the wilderness, like a wounded beast, silently licking and recovering its wounds with its tongue, cautiously amassing power like the most patient hunter, regrouping the scattered lion beasts, cultivating new elites, and constructing its Lion Group Legion.

It awaited in darkness for the right moment, longing to return and fulfill its former grand ambitions.

[And the rest...You know it]

The Purple Crystal Dragon Lion let out a heavy sigh, a low growl of helplessness squeezed from its throat.

With the Federation’s control over the wilderness weakening in recent years, it believed the long-awaited time had finally arrived, deciding to emerge again, swearing to realize its dream.

However.

Never did it foresee that just as it began to show its talents and its forces initially took shape, it provoked the Molten Iron Tribe, equally keen on expansion and stronger than the lion group, suffering a heavy blow from the Red Iron Dragon, ultimately defeated and forced to bow its proud head.

"Indeed, the so-called Map Kings recently rising and gaining fame in the wilderness are mostly other old entities like the Lion King, lying dormant and waiting for opportunities."

"Truly young ones like myself are rather a rare exception among exceptions, a freak among freaks."

Galos slowly unfurled its wings amid the pouring rain, letting the water wash over its scale armor, lost in thought.

Previously encountered Witch Demons, and now the Purple Crystal Lion King, including itself, were similar in some regard.

All of them had once chosen to hide due to fearing the Federation’s formidable power; now, taking advantage of changing circumstances, they emerged one after another.

"The Map Kings entrenched in one place and some powerful beings still secretly observing, yet to surface...likely many are in such situations."

"This wilderness is far deeper than it appears on the surface."

Raindrops slipped continuously down the rugged horns and the face armor’s spines, Galos slightly turned its head, gazing at the Purple Crystal Lion King.