A Dragon against the Whole World

Galos was accustomed to this, and began more focused and in-depth solo training.

Meanwhile, in another area of Dragon Valley, the young and hatchling dragons from the Dominican Dragon Group were also gritting their teeth under the almost harsh training of White Dragon Trish, enduring rigorous physical conditioning and basic skill practice.

The air was filled with the suppressed groans and heavy breathing of the young dragons.

However, not a single dragon complained.

It was said that the powerful King of Molten Iron attained his awe-inspiring power through training far beyond what ordinary dragons could imagine.

This greatly inspired these young juniors, who took Galos as their example and strove to emulate him.

Moreover, although the training was frighteningly intense, often resulting in cracked scales and torn skin.

The Molten Iron Tribe provided them with food and nutritional supplies that were unprecedentedly abundant and high-quality, allowing them to indulge and recover rapidly after their exertions.

This was a level of treatment unimaginable in their original Dominican Dragon Group.

Because of these tangible benefits before them, and the fact that although the training was grueling, its effects were significant, truly benefiting their growth and development, these young and hatchling dragons’ sense of belonging and trust in the Molten Iron Tribe was growing day by day.

At the same time, they gradually viewed their former Dominican Dragon Group as a past not worth recalling.

Rumble!

The low roars of giant dragons, the trembling of the earth under their heavy footsteps... various sounds intertwined, rising and falling, endless.

The entire Dragon Valley was ablaze with a vibrant and energetic atmosphere.

If not for the layers of reinforcement and enchantment by the mages among their followers, and the dedicated engineering teams’ continuous maintenance and strengthening, it would have been difficult to withstand the relentless, almost frenzied training of so many giant dragons day after day.

Before long, the time silently slipped into deep night.

The dark night sky cloaked the world like thick velvet, while snowflakes danced wildly in the howling cold wind.

Under the cover of night, it seemed as though only Dragon Valley was still emitting light, with numerous bonfires and magic lights driving away the darkness.

The young and hatchling dragons finally concluded today’s torturous training, dragging their exhausted bodies, flapping their still immature wings, and flying crookedly toward their own cave nests carved out of the steep cliffs, preparing to enter dreamland to face the next day’s challenges.

At that moment, a golden dragon shadow circled in the sky as if searching for something, then landed in front of Galos, who was still honing himself alone.

It was Golden Dragon Nasha.

After a period of rest, she had regained some of her stamina.

"You came at the right time."

Galos paused his movements slightly, temporarily stopping.

He looked at Golden Dragon Nasha, whose breathing had steadied somewhat, and greeted her: "Use your elemental skills to attack me, with the same requirements as before, don’t hold back."

Nasha was already accustomed to this and didn’t hesitate.

She took a deep breath, suppressing the remaining soreness in her body, lifted her dragon claw, and the Dragon Qi within her surged and flowed again.

In the next moment, fiery flames, icy blasts, thunder, rock spikes, and torrents... various elemental attacks with differing attributes, like the most splendid fireworks display during a festival, bombarded the Red Iron Dragon relentlessly.

The blinding light instantly engulfed Galos, and the chaotic energy currents distorted the surrounding air.

The scales on his body made faint cracking sounds, but instead of showing any signs of pain, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. He even actively stretched his wings and body, slightly adjusting his posture to align with Nasha’s attack angles, allowing the elemental attacks of different attributes to more comprehensively cover every inch of his body.

Although there was no specific progress bar, Galos was very certain that he was gradually getting used to these attacks.

His resistance was therefore slowly increasing.

After a while, Nasha felt as if her body had been completely drained, with her Dragon Qi nearly exhausted, her breathing becoming as laborious and heavy as a damaged bellows, and she slowly stopped this round of elemental onslaught.

Galos’ body was now covered with scars and marks left by various elements.

Charred, frosted, corroded, slashed... all sorts of damage.

The Cold Burst Scale on his surface had been shattered and peeled off in large areas under such fierce bombardment, revealing the lower layer of black-red scale armor covered with countless battle scar patterns.

The dense patterns intertwined with the elemental traces.

Instead of appearing embarrassed, they further accentuated his majestic and powerful physique.

A menacing aura forged through countless battles and tempered like steel surged toward Nasha, who was panting heavily, momentarily making her heart sway and her gaze unable to look away.

At this moment, as if noticing something, Galos and Nasha almost simultaneously turned their heads to look in the same direction.

Alberto was seen approaching steadily and unhurriedly with firm steps.

He stood tall and straight, head held high, with an air of a lion poised to strike, exuding a deeper aura than before.

The most crucial aspect.

Galos and Nasha both keenly noticed that the golden dragon horns atop Alberto’s head, at some unknown point, had multiplied from one pair to four pairs!

The newly added dragon horns grew and intertwined intricately.

Ultimately, they formed a formidable structure like a natural crown on his head, glimmering with a noble and mysterious sheen under the light of bonfires and magic glows.

Under the joint gaze of the Red Iron Dragon and Sister Long from their group, Alberto did not speak or offer any explanation.

He merely raised his head again, making his dragon horns appear more prominent.