A Dragon against the Whole World

As his fury continued to grow, the range of this mad domain gradually expanded visibly.

Not long after.

Until even the incredibly resilient body of the Red Iron Dragon started struggling to bear the power that grew madly with his rage; the scales cracked slightly and bled in some areas, and the mental barrier guarding reason also began to shake violently, showing countless invisible cracks, seeming ready to shatter at any moment.

Galos knew the testing should end here.

He made a decisive decision, focused, suppressing the overwhelming fury, little by little, until it gradually calmed and regressed to within a safe threshold.

"It seems that the limit my body can bear is about the same as the limit of this mental barrier."

Galos realized, "However, when it truly comes to pushing fury to such a degree, it often means I am in a desperate fight, having exhausted all conventional cards, needing to push myself to the highest and most dangerous state."

"At that time, whether or not I completely fall into fury is no longer important."

Regardless, he gained another powerful and terrible skill.

Even if it’s temporarily hard to activate the Red Lotus form after using the Dragon Jade, it’s not a problem; he possesses this brand new trump card.

After spending some more time and testing the various effects and impacts of the Rage Fire under different active states in more detail, Galos finally felt satisfied, vibrated his wings, and returned to the Dragon Valley.

Wings, scales, blood, rage fire.

The deep adaptation and evolution of these four aspects allowed Galos’ strength to reach an unprecedented peak of power.

He had no doubt that the current him could easily kill his former self at peak state with all means deployed, not even giving it a chance to escape.

Now, the only question in his mind is how much of a gap remains between him and the true legendary beings.

Unfortunately, it seems there aren’t any suitable situations to let Galos verify his thoughts for now.

On the other side, amidst the vast Southern Countries.

After the turmoil and baptism brought by the internal war within the Federation, the structure of the various countries gradually became stable, including the Theo Kingdom at the forefront of the Northern Territory.

It was one of the kingdoms that initially followed the Ripos Kingdom to join the Anti-King Faction.

Not counting those weaker duchies, it is one of the Southern Countries positioned closest to the Northern Border, near the Sel Wilderness, among the Human Kingdoms.

Ever since three years ago, when the Saint King suddenly appeared and announced the dissolution of the federation, signifying the end of the war.

The Theo Kingdom has been quietly healing the wounds of war, striving to restore the national strength and vitality depleted by the conflict.

As order and vitality gradually recover in various areas, some upper ranks finally find gaps to refocus their gaze on the Sel Wilderness.

Due to its geographical proximity, development and infiltration are more convenient.

The number of outposts established by the Theo Kingdom in the wilderness has always been many, almost second only to the two major powers, Ripos and Lothern, blooming everywhere, dispersed among the major regions of the wilderness.

Then, as reports and requests for aid from various points were presented one after another.

The shocking contents described within immediately captured the high attention of certain kingdom high-levels.

Apart from the Northeast Region.

Northwest, Central, Southeast, Southwest... the kingdom’s bases, outposts, and resource points located in these four major regions were all subjected to varying scales of attack, the guards either brutally killed or forcefully expelled.

The painstakingly constructed bases were also forcibly occupied by the so-called ’Regional Kings’ indigenous to the wilderness.

If in the past, because the wilderness belonged to the Federation, handling these affairs required reporting to the Lotheren Kingdom as the leading federation guide, allowing them to decide or coordinate actions.

But now, with the federation dissolved, each country acts independently.

How to handle the affairs of the Sel Wilderness, dealing with local indigenous provocation, Theo Kingdom can now decide fully based on its interests and judgment.

Iron Crown City, the location of the Chief Military Staff Headquarters, Exotic Territory Strategy Department office.

On the heavy mahogany desktop, several extremely detailed maps of the Sel Wilderness region were spread open.

On the map, the blue flags originally representing the various Theo Kingdom outposts had been removed in large numbers, tossed aside in disarray.

In their place were scarlet-marked threat areas, blotches like ugly scars, almost covering the entire map.

Inside the room, the atmosphere was heavy.

Two men in important positions were conversing.

Sitting in the main seat was an old man with meticulously groomed grey hair, stern and rigid face, wearing a deep blue uniform with gold trim—the director of the Exotic Territory Strategy Department, Marquis Marcus.

His fingertips were tapping the most glaring red mark on the map, producing a dull and oppressive sound.

Opposite him stood a relatively young man, around forty years old, posture as straight as a gun, eyes as sharp as a hawk.

He wore light armor inside, with an outer layer of a short cloak bearing Theo Kingdom’s roaring mountain lion emblem.

The Unfinished Sword, the Legendary Sword Saint of Theo Kingdom, Kairos.

He was also one of the strong figures previously dispatched by the kingdom to long guard the wilderness border.

Notably, when guarding the wilderness years ago, Kairos remained under legendary status, a 20-level Peak Warrior specially trained on the Sword Saint path, close yet struggling for years.

His legend was formed during the internal war, amidst the baptism of life and death, iron and fire.

Although the time since he became legendary isn’t very long, Kairos’ name started spreading early within the kingdom.