A Dragon against the Whole World

"Our power will be at your disposal!"

Hearing this, Galos merely shook his head slightly: "Perhaps, I have a simpler and more direct option."

"For example, packaging you along with your patricidal declaration and delivering it to your father, using it as a bargaining chip to reconcile with the Dominican Dragon Group, or even form an alliance."

He spoke leisurely: "Your father is stronger than you, more experienced, and has ruled the Dragon Group for longer; he is evidently more significant than you."

Zoraya’s heart suddenly tightened, but her innate calmness as a Blue Dragon and the cunning inherited from the Green Dragon forced her to quickly compose herself.

She quickly realized that this was likely the King of Molten Iron testing her resolve and observing her reaction.

After pondering for a few seconds and organizing her words, she replied: "You’re right, my father is indeed stronger than me, but precisely because he is so strong, you cannot completely suppress him, let alone truly control him."

"He only trusts himself."

"He may agree to ally with you for immediate benefits, but only to buy time, to better find your weaknesses and strike when the opportunity arises."

"An alliance with him is bound to be filled with uncertainty and potential danger."

"You will need to be forever on guard against him."

She shifted her focus back to herself: "I, on the other hand, am completely different."

"To you, I am weak enough to be easily controlled, even easily killed at any time; I am clearly aware of this and willing to accept it."

"Therefore, our alliance will not be based on false equality, but rather akin to a stable subordinate relationship."

She lowered her posture slightly, emphasizing: "I, Zoraya, am willing to be beneath you, to follow your commands."

Saying this, the Blue Dragon elegantly stretched her graceful and delicate body, raised her head slightly, fully displaying her unique, extraordinarily magnificent dragon horns in front of Galos.

"Beyond the value brought by my position as leader of the Dragon Group, I myself... will also belong to you."

Her voice carried a subtle trace of allure, saying: "Before meeting you, I have never encountered any male Giant Dragon that could captivate me, astonish me so greatly."

"I can be your companion, or even merely your plaything for entertainment, until you tire of me."

"To serve a powerful being like you is my honor."

Upon hearing her words, the Red Silver Dragon Deborah suddenly stood up as if her tail had been stepped on.

"You! You... you shameless Evil Dragon!"

Despite her body still aching, she was so angry that her scales bristled slightly. She rebuked in shame and anger: "Galos isn’t even officially an adult yet! Damn Evil Dragon, take back all those shameless words immediately! Now!"

Not yet an adult?!

Zoraya ignored the Red Silver Dragon’s insults, instead capturing the most shocking information.

The actual age of the King of Molten Iron seemed completely inconsistent with his formidable appearance!

"Could that most absurd, most unbelievable rumor actually be true?!"

Her dragon eyes were filled with disbelief, and her gaze refocused on Galos’ body.

Zoraya couldn’t suppress the surge within her, and couldn’t help but ask: "Noble King of Molten Iron, forgive my audacity, are you truly just a young dragon?"

"Yes, so what?"

Galos neither confirmed nor denied, but his rhetorical tone and attitude were almost tantamount to admission.

Zoraya took a moment to calm her shocked emotions.

Unconsciously, her gaze once again swept over the mighty physique of the Red Iron Dragon, which was saturated with explosive power, murmuring: "Sorry, please forgive my excessive reaction, you truly astonish me."

Metal Dragons generally believe that they should wait until adulthood to consider reproduction and companionship.

Evil Dragons don’t think this way.

In the eyes of Evil Dragons, age is never the key issue.

On the contrary, the fact that Galos is so powerful at such a young age, with its implied potential and boundless future, made the Blue Dragon Zoraya feel an even stronger excitement beneath her shock.

Her slender tail curved slightly, and her neck elegantly arched, displaying her femininity as a Giant Dragon.

"So, what do you think of my earlier proposal?"

"As long as you nod in agreement, I, Zoraya, from this moment on will be yours, and, in a certain sense, the entire Dominican Dragon Group in the future shall be at your service."

She gazed expectantly at the Red Iron Dragon.

However, the Red Iron Dragon’s next words instantly extinguished the eagerness in her eyes, sinking her heart.

"You seem to have misunderstood something."

The Red Iron Dragon said slowly: "If I could kill the Heart of Thunder, the entire Dominican Dragon Group would belong to me, including you."

His voice was not high-pitched, yet it made Zoraya’s whole body tense.

His body leaned slightly forward, and those eyes, veined with streaks of blood, calm beneath the surface yet harboring latent turbulence, locked onto the Blue Dragon.

"What makes you think you have the capital to negotiate with me?"

"And what makes you think I would trust the words of someone attempting patricide?"

In that instant, an overwhelming sense of pressure surged forth like a tidal wave.

The figure of the Red Iron Dragon before her became infinitely majestic and terrifying, seemingly filling the entire view of the Blue Dragon Zoraya.

Her strong body involuntarily trembled slightly, her mouth opened, but she found her throat dry, momentarily speechless, unsure of how to respond.