A Dragon against the Whole World

Fertile Plain, near the Abyssal Rift.

"By the Evil God! I want to return to the Abyss!"

"Which fool led the way?!"

"Run! Run fast! Don’t stay in this damned Material Realm any longer!"

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A series of terrified demonic words, mixed with dying screams and cries of pain, echoed violently here, rising and falling.

With the last agonizing scream abruptly halted, all the clamor gradually subsided, dissipating into the howling wind and snow, leaving only the heavy and deep breathing of two of the Dragon Race.

"Galos, you should have brought me to such a wonderful place sooner."

Golden Dragon Alberto joyfully shook his body vigorously, the rapid tremor almost blurred his massive figure into a golden afterimage, flinging off the demon gore and tiny bits of flesh attached to his scale armor, restoring its original dazzling luster.

"Punish the wicked and eliminate the evil demons."

He looked around the chaotic battlefield, his tone satisfied as he said, "This is truly fascinating, I had a blast!"

For the Golden Dragon, who naturally revered order and goodness, slaughtering these demons from the Lower Realm was not only devoid of any psychological burden but also brought a strong sense of achievement and exhilaration from serving justice and purifying the world.

As for the rift ceaselessly producing demons, an ordinary Golden Dragon might first think about how to thoroughly seal it, but Alberto’s mindset was obviously a bit different from his peers.

He felt it might be better to leave it as it is.

This way, it could continually lure more demons here, allowing him to carry on this great task of eliminating evil.

Of course, whether to ultimately eradicate it or keep it temporarily, the real decision was not up to him.

"The demon onslaught is practically endless; since you’re so interested, you can come here more often in the future to ease my burdens."

As he spoke, Galos also shook himself into a blurred afterimage, shedding the filth and remains of demons from his body.

With the venting of his anger, the blood streaks in his eyes born from madness faded significantly, returning his mental state to a controllable range.

Almost simultaneously, upon hearing the Red Iron Dragon’s words, the Golden Dragon’s eyes suddenly brightened.

He immediately inquired, "Of course, relieving your burden is no problem! I would be delighted! But..."

He shifted his tone and said, "What about the reward? You know, as a noble Golden Dragon, I can’t just work for free."

Galos, hearing this, gave the Golden Dragon a slight sidelong glance.

"Alberto, you must understand one thing; it’s already quite generous of me not to charge you an ’entrance fee’."

"Essentially, it’s you who desires to come here to kill demons for fun, not that I necessarily need your help."

Golden Dragon Alberto automatically filtered out the key parts of Galos’s words.

He nodded to himself, pretending not to hear, and said, "However, considering the strong alliance between us, I, Alberto, will reluctantly agree to ease your burden for free."

Galos didn’t bother to argue with the Golden Dragon’s attempt to save face and was unwilling to expose him.

He raised a gigantic dragon claw, slightly spreading his fingers over the demon remains scattered around before suddenly clenching it.

Buzz—!

An invisible ripple expanded instantly, centering on Galos’s body, covering a vast area around.

Soon after, all the demon corpses within the range rapidly shriveled and withered at a visible speed, as if all their essence had been extracted. Simultaneously, strands of dense blood-colored energy threads were forcibly condensed and drawn out, as if attracted, converging into Galos’s body, eventually being completely absorbed by him.

The losses from the earlier battle were almost instantly replenished.

Through multiple trials and applications, Galos was already well familiar with the traits of this skill.

When extracting the residual life energy from freshly deceased creatures, the skill worked best, with minimal consumption and maximum efficiency.

If the target was extracting the life essence from living beings directly, it would face numerous constraints, such as the opponent’s resistance, strength of will, and so on. However, this also related to his current not-so-advanced level in this path of practice.

"Life Extraction... Is this a skill from the Path of Immortality?"

Golden Dragon Alberto recognized it and asked in surprise.

Galos nodded lightly, calmly admitting, "Yes, I began dual-cultivating it recently."

The Golden Dragon opened his mouth, instinctively wanting to caution Galos.

The Path of Immortality is notoriously dangerous and eerie, with advancement requiring the practitioner to constantly walk the edge of life and death, through severe injuries and even near-death experiences to raise in level. The more so, the easier it is to slip at a critical moment, accidentally turning seeming death into real death, dying completely.

However, before he could voice his warnings, Alberto recalled Galos’s past performance.

During the fierce battle with the Mad King, he had witnessed Galos’s neck being forcibly snapped, his life aura almost completely dissipating, plunging him into an undeniable near-death state.

Yet, in the blink of an eye, this Red Iron Dragon revived, and after another fierce battle, counter-killed the Mad King.

Although the exact reason was unknown to Alberto, he at least understood one thing.

Galos probably possessed some incredibly powerful, nearly equivalent to a second life, ultimate life-saving means.

For such a slippery guy, just let him win.