A Dragon against the Whole World

The King of Molten Iron before his eyes seemed not to have exerted his full strength.

Groom knew he had lost, utterly defeated.

But deep in his heart, a voice was screaming madly.

Can’t die! Absolutely can’t die here!

Otherwise, Celestia’s echo, the obsession of vengeance, the future of the tribe.

...All responsibilities and concerns will completely vanish today with his death.

"No, I can’t die yet!"

"Revenge unfulfilled, the tribe still in need, how can I... how can I die here?!"

The Mountain King let out a hoarse roar.

He poured all his remaining power, along with his longing for his homeland and resentment at fate, into his Legendary Equipment.

The Earth Ripper was raised high, buzzing and trembling, the earthy yellow light unprecedentedly fierce.

This strike gathered all his might and would be the strongest strike he had unleashed in his lifetime! It was also his last struggle.

"A dying struggle."

Galos’s diving figure showed no hesitation at all, instead accelerating once more, seemingly intent on crushing the Mountain King head-on.

Dragon Qi compressed around him, especially at the fingertips of the four Dragon Arms, the Dragon Qi energy highly concentrated, as if gripping four miniature stars.

"Kill!"

The Mountain King roared angrily, the Earth Ripper, dazzlingly bright, slashed towards the Red Iron Dragon.

The suppression effect attached to Legendary Equipment was pushed to the extreme at this moment, the oppressive feeling unprecedentedly intense.

However, for Galos at his peak state, it was still lacking somewhat.

The Red Iron Dragon increased its speed to the limit, breaking free from the suppression before the Mountain King’s slash descended, vanishing from the spot.

Rip!

The aimless strike fell heavily onto the ground.

The earth cracked and shattered like a fragile eggshell.

A deep, incredibly wide chasm instantly formed, extending forward destructively, slicing a hundred-meter-high mountain standing in its path neatly in two from base to peak.

Meanwhile, ominous winds came from behind the Mountain King.

"No—!!!"

The Mountain King roared, his voice filled with sorrow and anger.

Yet it was perhaps precisely this extreme despair and unwillingness that tapped into a deeply hidden potential within him.

At this moment, the previously unshakeable Legendary Barrier began to waver, his aura rising rapidly.

The Legendary Domain he had long dreamed of, the realm symbolizing a leap in power and life, seemed within reach!

The Mountain King’s eyes showed joy.

However, at this very moment, the King of Molten Iron’s four Dragon Arms simultaneously pulled back to the limit, their muscles knotted like coiled dragons, resembling four fully drawn bows.

Dense blood vessels appeared and spread quickly in his eyes.

He unhesitatingly activated Fury State, and immediately—boom!!!

Galos’s attack, like four falling meteors, struck the Mountain King almost simultaneously.

Crack—!!!

The mountain barrier completely shattered.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

Four consecutive muffled booms!

Each strike from Galos left a huge hollow on the Mountain King’s body, shattering the tough body inch by inch, ultimately breaking and collapsing into countless pieces.

Countless dust and rubble mixed with fiery flames soared into the sky, then lightly fell down.

As the smoke and dust gradually cleared, on the ravaged ground remained only the imposing, majestic crimson dragon form of the King of Molten Iron, along with scattered debris.

Four claws shattered the Legendary Dream.

King of Mountains Groom, this ambitious exiled Giant, was mercilessly ended just one step from the Legendary Realm.

From start to finish, Galos gave him no chance.