A Dragon against the Whole World

The runes on the surface of the armor quickly lit up one after another.

The amplification arrays embedded throughout the armor were activated simultaneously, beginning to frantically absorb various elemental energies floating in the surrounding air.

A magnificent and vast power surged out from all parts of the armor like a flood breaking its banks, pouring into Galos’ body. He clearly felt his strength, speed, Dragon Qi recovery... all his attributes were soaring at an astonishing rate.

He had a strong intuition.

In this state of full-scale amplification, perhaps he could twist off the head of the Red Dragon Father in one go.

"Such enormous amplification for me as well, truly an exceptional piece of equipment."

Galos was shaken inside: "Unfortunately, it still doesn’t belong to me."

"However, borrowing this set of armor from Nasha when necessary shouldn’t be a problem."

He didn’t covet the power he’s suddenly acquired.

After initially adapting and sensing it, he consciously restrained his mind and slowly descended from the sky.

Then, the splendid golden armor, just like when it appeared, transformed into streaks of light, detached from him, and reassembled into armor components, flying back to Nasha’s side and being put away by her.

"I thought you’d be eager to experience this power a little longer."

Nasha put away the Dragon Emperor Armor and said with some surprise.

"After all, it’s merely external," Galos said. "When it’s needed to achieve a specific goal, it’s an excellent tool. But in daily life, I prefer to rely on the power I’ve refined myself rather than these extra enhancements."

The armor he had Samantha custom-make wasn’t for amplification but instead for self-restraint.

"You’re absolutely right."

Nasha nodded in agreement: "I actually rarely use it myself unless faced with truly troublesome enemies."

"However, when it’s necessary, there’s no need to hide it pretentiously."

While speaking, her gaze turned towards the direction where Alberto disappeared, her lips curling into a smile tinged with chill.

Time passed silently, and although the thick clouds and flying snow obscured the sun and moon, the subtle change in skylight still indicated that night was slowly receding, and dawn was about to arrive.

After some rest, Nasha felt her strength had mostly recovered.

The anger provoked by Alberto burned furiously once again.

"It’s time to twist off all those fake dragon horns of Alberto and display them as ornaments!"

She grinned, revealing her sharp teeth, and began searching for Alberto with full momentum.

However, a few minutes later, Nasha returned furiously, grumbling.

"Darn Alberto! That coward! Spineless guy!"

As it turns out, after some searching and sensing, she discovered Alberto had gone into slumber.

After taunting her last night, it turns out Alberto walked straight towards the depth of Dragon Valley where he had prepared to hibernate.

No matter how angry Nasha was, she wouldn’t disturb his slumber.

Alberto deliberately taunted Sister Long before going to sleep and then blissfully began his hibernation.

"Once he wakes this time, I promise I’ll make him regret today’s behavior and words!"

Nasha swore, gritting her teeth.

Galos reminded her from the side, "Alberto’s slumber this time accumulates deeply."

"When he wakes up, it’s likely his life level will reach level 18. At that time, even if he still can’t defeat the you wearing the Dragon Emperor Armor, he won’t be easily suppressed either."

In Galos’ view, Alberto always played the role of a sandbag, repeatedly losing.

But being able to persist under his hand, constantly getting hurt and then recovering, that was indeed a remarkable exercise.

Coupled with Alberto’s consistent workout regime, his physique strength and combat toughness have long surpassed peers of the same level among Golden Dragons.

This hibernation represented accumulating thickness and unleashing in one go.

Once he awakens, his strength will surely experience a significant leap.

"His sleep will take at least several decades."

Nasha flashed a determined glance in her eyes: "During this period, I must also break through to level 18! Then, the moment he wakes up, I’ll rush in and pluck off his horns!"

The intention to remain by Galos was stronger than ever.

Alberto has gained such significant growth there; Nasha wouldn’t allow herself to fall behind.

After making up her mind, she looked at the nearby Red Iron Dragon with a burning gaze and said, "Galos, please train me more intensely. Besides the previous martial exchanges and elemental training, I also want to conduct physical training!"

At all costs, she couldn’t tolerate being surpassed by her foolishly arrogant younger brother.

"Very well."

Galos slowly nodded, agreeing.

Days passed one by one.

In Dragon Valley, at the Border Area, all of the Dragon Race, influenced by Galos, were immersed in various high-intensity trainings, with their physical growth and power increase rates widely exceeding those of the external same-species.

Meanwhile, on the vast land of Sel Wilderness.

The dominance of the Molten Iron Tribe over the Northwest Region grew increasingly entrenched, and the ironclad order brought efficient resource extraction and utilization, with various resources continuously being turned into the nutrients supporting the tribe and the Dragon Group’s growth.

Moreover, under the leadership of Blue Dragon Zoraya.

The regrouped Dominican Dragon Group, supported by several vassal lords from the Molten Iron Tribe, proceeded steadily, gradually bringing the chaotic Central Region under control.

Thus, the advancement of the Molten Iron Tribe paused temporarily once more.

The extensive, resource-rich territories of Northwest and Central were firmly grasped, marking the beginning of a new round of consolidation and steady development.

However, while the Molten Iron Tribe sought steady progress, changes in other regions of the wilderness persisted.

The King of Giants led his followers to attack the Mushroom King’s Territory, only to suffer a disastrous defeat, with the King of Giants falling in the Mushroom King’s Territory, and his minions scattered and fleeing. Subsequently, the Mushroom King’s Territory expanded towards the Southwest Region, with thick mushroom carpets covering everything it passed.

Thus, across the entire Sel Wilderness, only three regional kings remained dominating:

In the Northeast Region, the Mountain King defended his territory, standing still.

The newly expanded Southwest Region’s Mushroom King showed remarkable restraint after achieving territorial growth.

The King of Molten Iron, occupying the Northwest and Central Regions, was also content with the enormous resources provided by existing territories.

For a time, the three regional kings remained in peace, marking the end of the long-lasting wilderness chaos and ushering in a much-anticipated peace period.

Nevertheless, the wars in the Southern Countries intensified.