A Dragon against the Whole World

After speaking, the Old Golden Dragon cast his gaze once again towards the Red Iron Dragon.

He solemnly asked, "So, Galos, what do you think?"

The Red Iron Dragon finally stopped hesitating, nodded slowly, and said, "With your high regard and such generous and convenient conditions, if I continue to refuse, it would be rather unsociable, and surely a letdown to such graciousness."

Upon hearing this, Ovis’ dragon face was overjoyed.

He seemed to already see those treasured bets waving at him, and let out a loud and hearty laugh.

"Good! Very good! Hahaha! Let’s see how those old guys can still be arrogant! The treasures they’ve hidden for years will all become mine!"

With his spirits lifted, he looked at the Red Iron Dragon and felt more and more fond of it.

"Then, we’ll settle it like this! There are still a few years to prepare before the Five Great Dragon Domains Joint Competition officially starts next time. By then, I will inform you in advance through Nasha or Alberto, who will lead you to the Fubo Dragon Domain."

Saying this, the Old Golden Dragon’s gaze swept over Galos’ scars.

"Before that, let me heal these wounds on you a bit."

Saying so, he raised his Dragon Claw.

Buzz——!

One by one, the Holy Oath Runes lit up on his forearm armor like ignited stars, densely weaving into a splendid and dignified light pattern.

Clearly, he was a Legendary Golden Dragon of the Holy Dragon path.

"Healing All Souls Holy Healing Technique!"

The Old Golden Dragon Ovis solemnly and authoritatively called out the skill name, and grasped his Dragon Claw virtually towards the Red Iron Dragon.

In an instant, white light enveloped the Red Iron Dragon from outside to inside.

It felt like warm sunshine and flowing water.

In this comfortable sensation, the remaining sword light in his wounds was instantly dispelled, and his wounds began to heal rapidly at a visible speed.

Galos’ condition was rapidly improving.

This meant he no longer had to endure a long hibernation to heal, allowing him to restore to peak condition more quickly and cope with possible changes.

As Galos’ injuries healed quickly, the Battle Scar Pattern, hidden beneath rolling skin, became clearly visible.

Ovis’ gaze lit up again, flashing with a hint of amazement.

"Hiss, these Battle Scar Patterns are even more than mine. How many injuries has he sustained? Steady, steady!"

The final trace of uncertainty in his heart vanished, and his smile became even more comfortable.

After healing most of Galos’ injuries, the Old Golden Dragon ended the Holy Healing Technique.

"I look forward to seeing you again in the Dragon Domain next time, Galos. I believe by then, you will surely bring even greater surprises to all Dragons."

The Old Golden Dragon said with a squinting smile.

Then, he turned his gaze to Nasha and Alberto, who had been standing by, and his gentle smile instantly vanished, his gaze becoming cold and authoritative.

The Old Golden Dragon sternly asked, "What do you two plan to do now?"

"Do you want to continue experiencing life in this wilderness, or... obediently return with me to the Dragon Domain?"

Nasha immediately played to her natural advantage as a daughter, twisting her body and using a coquettish tone, "My dear father, don’t be angry. I just couldn’t help being a little playful."

"Besides, I wasn’t just playing around. I’m level 18 now, and it’s an improvement compared to before."

"And think about it, if not for this, where would you have found Galos?"

"I consider it a chance to make amends, no, it’s a great achievement."

The Old Golden Dragon’s expression slightly softened at his daughter’s words.

Apparently, this reasoning was quite effective for him.

However, when it was Alberto’s turn, the narrative took a sharp turn.

He puffed out his chest, adopting an unyielding posture, and righteously declared, "Old man! Enough of your nonsense! Let me tell you, you can force my body temporarily, but you can never control my lifelong pursuit of freedom and greatness!"

"I am destined to establish the Golden Order and illuminate broader skies as a Dragon."

"The Dragon Domain’s little pond is too small for me."

Hearing his son’s bold rhetoric, the Old Golden Dragon Ovis’ eye slightly twitched, with a faint trace of blood appearing in his eyes due to suppressed anger.

Without further words, he calmly said, "Fine, very well."

"Nasha may stay outside a little longer. I won’t insist. But Alberto—"

The Old Golden Dragon asserted with undeniable authority, "You, must, immediately, return with me to the Dragon Domain!"

Upon hearing this, Nasha secretly winked at the Red Iron Dragon Galos and showed a cheerful and delightful victorious smile.

Alberto, on the other hand, reacted like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, protesting indignantly, "No way, I belong to a broader world! I absolutely refuse to go back..."

Bam!

With a clean and decisive thud, Alberto’s passionate declaration came to an abrupt halt.

Ovis had, at some point, appeared beside him, resting his Dragon Claw lightly on the back of his head.

As a result, Alberto’s eyes rolled back, his massive body swayed, then tilted to the side, and he fainted neatly, making the world instantly peaceful.

Ovis disdainfully stretched out his claw, plucking out the fake dragon horns on Alberto’s head, which he found incredibly unsightly, then threw them away casually, before picking up the completely unconscious Golden Dragon.

"I apologize for the scene. I am not usually such a violent Dragon."

The Old Golden Dragon said slowly.

Galos: "I understand, if it were me, I would have been even harsher."

Soon after, the Old Golden Dragon nodded at Galos, then spoke a few words to Nasha before finally taking Alberto and heading back towards the Fubo Dragon Domain.

By then, the night had quietly descended.

High in the sky, the true and false stars and twin moons shimmered faintly, capturing all these scenes in their view.