A Dragon against the Whole World

"Has this guy found some new backing? Or is he just bluffing?"

She wondered in her heart.

However, no matter what, once she had a bit of rest and regained some strength, she certainly had to give Alberto a good lesson, to knock some sense into him, regardless of what backing he might have!

Watching Alberto’s figure disappear, Galos made no further comments on the matter.

Instead, he turned to look at the still-angry Golden Dragon Nasha beside him and asked, "You and Alberto have been staying outside for a long time; won’t your parents mind?"

Nasha blinked her beautiful golden eyes and answered lightly.

"It’s fine."

She paused and added, "I’ve already got my parents’ tacit approval."

Yes, tacit approval.

She unilaterally cut off frequent communication, keeping the Fubo Dragon Domain side silent, which to some extent, could also be considered tacit approval.

As for the possibility of her parents personally coming to capture them back, she didn’t think it was likely.

She was already an adult dragon, and Alberto was close to adulthood; the control desire of Metal Dragon parents over adult offspring significantly diminishes.

From what she knew about her parents, unless something urgent happened, they were unlikely to come and catch the dragons themselves.

"That’s good then."

Galos looked at Nasha a few times, detecting a hint of guilt from her evasive gaze, but ultimately he did not continue to probe.

After a moment of silence, he changed the topic.

"Nasha, the armor you’re wearing, its performance is quite outstanding. Is it yours?"

The Golden Dragon shook her head and said straightforwardly, "That armor was used by my father—it’s called the ’Only I am Venerable Dragon Emperor Armor.’"

Only I am Venerable Dragon Emperor Armor?

This name... Galos’ mouth twitched slightly, finding it somewhat difficult to comment.

Nasha obviously knew that this name was overly grandiose, even somewhat embarrassing.

She swayed her tail a bit embarrassedly and explained helplessly, "Well, my father, he kind of prefers this exaggerated naming style."

"He even likes to shout out the names of skills very theatrically during battles, with an extremely exaggerated style."

Galos suddenly understood.

All along, he thought Alberto’s abnormal personality was merely an individual difference.

After meeting the also slightly abnormal Nasha, he began to wonder if there were some family hereditary factors behind it.

Now, he felt he found the root cause.

The old thing that Alberto mentioned, was probably not the orthodox Golden Dragon as per worldly knowledge either.

The Red Iron Dragon nodded and said, "I understand."

After pausing for a bit, he stopped beating around the bush and asked directly, "This Only I am Venerable... Dragon Emperor Armor, could you lend it to me to try? I want to personally experience its enhancement effects."

Nasha was very generous and readily agreed, "No problem."

She wasn’t worried that Galos would covet this precious piece of equipment.

After all, given his strength, if he really had such intentions, he had countless opportunities to forcefully seize it, there was no need to go through such a big circle, guiding her in martial arts, establishing good relations just to make her let down her guard and hand over the armor.

As Nasha spoke.

Strands of golden streamers flew out from the gaps in her scale armor, quickly coalescing and transforming in mid-air into a large number of intricate armor pieces. Accompanied by a crisp and sharp sound of metal fitting together, these components moved towards Galos’ body as if they had life!

In no time, a magnificent and mighty set of Golden Armor was seamlessly donned on the Red Iron Dragon.

The golden armor contrasted sharply with his black-red scales, making him appear even more imposing.

What was peculiar was that the armor fit perfectly to Galos’ robust physique, with no sense of constriction or discomfort, it was flexible and seemed to grow out of him.

It possessed some kind of adaptive capability.

Galos sensed carefully, unable to detect any apparent enhancements in strength, speed, or defense; the runes on the armor surface were dim, as if it were merely an exquisite decoration.

He turned his massive head, looking at the Golden Dragon with a questioning gaze.

Nasha seemed to have expected this, moved a bit closer, and whispered, "It requires a specific command phrase to fully activate—Under the heavens, above the earth, only I am venerable."

Galos studied Nasha for a couple of moments.

He recalled, "I remember, during previous battles, it seemed you didn’t shout any command."

Golden Dragon Nasha slightly shook her head, revealing a faint, almost imperceptible, embarrassed expression and explained quietly, "No, actually I did shout, only each time I habitually used a sound insulation spell to mute it."

After all, shouting out such embarrassing lines in front of an opponent would really damage her dignified image.

Galos was once again rendered speechless and gained a deeper understanding of the distinctive characteristics of the Golden Dragon family.

After a few seconds of silence, processing this somewhat awkward information, Galos vibrated his wings and suddenly soared into the sky. He took a deep breath, as if to roar out the block in his chest and then shouted deeply as instructed.

"Under—the—heavens! Above—the—earth! Only—I—am—venerable!"

The moment he finished speaking, it was as if he triggered some invisible switch.

Buzz—!

The Only I am Venerable Dragon Emperor Armor covering him suddenly erupted with a dazzling golden glow.