A Dragon against the Whole World

He pondered over his words, cautiously assessing: "You may not yet be a match for those legendary dragons."

"But, facing a 21st-level human Legendary Sword Saint? I think... you should at least have the ability to maneuver and draw even with him. At the very least, with your defense and speed, escaping alive shouldn’t be a problem."

Galos pressed further: "Just a draw or a loss? Is there no possibility for me to fight and win?"

Alberto shook his head, his expression becoming serious: "Galos, you must understand, after all, it’s legendary!"

"The existence of the domain itself almost makes them invincible. It’s a qualitative change brought by a leap in the level of life. Take the Luo Sern Saint King for example, when he was at level 20, he merely fought a regular legendary powerhouse to a draw, unable to completely break the opponent’s domain."

The Golden Dragon solemnly warned: "You haven’t encountered a domain, you don’t know how impenetrable it is."

"You can fight a legend, but don’t lose your head for momentary satisfaction and ignore the consequences, cutting off your retreat."

Galos had no comment on this.

He wasn’t entirely unfamiliar with domains.

Indeed, they are unbelievably tough, but not truly indestructible.

Otherwise, even a weakened domain would have been impossible for him to break through at that time.

However, Alberto’s reminder was quite pertinent.

Galos was not some reckless brute willing to fight to the death for bravado; living ensured the future.

The Red Iron Dragon turned his gaze to Alberto, issuing an invitation: "Will you join me in striking down a legend? If successful, it would be a remarkable feat."

Upon hearing it, Alberto’s face showed an extremely tempted look.

But in the end, he sighed, regrettably shaking his head.

"Galos, I would love to fight alongside you. If I had also reached level 20, I would undoubtedly join you in challenging the legend without hesitation! But as I am now, the level gap is too large."

"Recklessly participating in such a tier of battle won’t help but rather become a burden."

Then, he changed his tone and said boldly: "However, rest assured! Since we are allies, I, Alberto, will never stand by idly watching you face a powerful enemy alone, or being brutally slain by a legend without doing anything!"

"At the time, I will be there near the battlefield to observe the situation."

"If you are completely not the opponent of the legend, or even retreating becomes difficult, find a way to maneuver around the legend and delay as much time as possible! I will immediately send a distress signal to the Fubo Dragon Domain."

Good, this Golden Dragon was not taken in vain.

Reliable at critical moments.

Galos felt a hint of satisfaction in his heart, nodding.

With his cautious personality, since he decided to confront a legend, he naturally had to try various ways to increase his odds, with multiple layers of insurance.

The existence of Alberto was undoubtedly an important safety valve.

Moreover, he knew well that this battle was very necessary.

The purpose was not to test his own strength or pursue the empty glory of striking down a legend. Galos focused on practicality and wasn’t interested in superficial things like these.

The key issue was:

For the Molten Iron Tribe to maintain its current foundation in the Sel Wilderness, this battle was unavoidable!

Now, with the dissolution of the Lothern Federation, the nominal joint rule over the wilderness by various countries no longer exists. The future struggle over the wilderness is plainly a survival of the fittest, with everyone relying on their abilities.

In the upcoming wilderness, those who are weak and lag behind will get attacked and divided up with impunity!

Galos needed a victory to show the Southern Kingdoms coveting the wilderness the muscles and fangs of the Molten Iron Tribe! To tell them, he is not a soft persimmon to be squeezed as they please!

—Strike decisively once to avoid a hundred strikes later!

Only by displaying strength sufficient to deter opponents can one secure space for survival and development.

"Vera."

The Red Iron Dragon called in a deep voice.

"Here!"

A faint ripple appeared in the air, and the small figure of the Elf Dragon emerged instantly, her face showing the surprise of being named.

Subsequently, she fluttered her wings somewhat puzzledly, flying halfway around Galos.

"Galos, how did you know I happened to be nearby? Has your perception ability become so strong now that you can see through even my perfect concealment?"

The Red Iron Dragon simply replied: "Instinct."

He paused, then instructed: "I’m preparing to set out for the wilderness. Inform Deborah of the news so she can be at ease. Meanwhile, notify all the servant leaders within the valley to raise the alert level, but without my orders, do not act rashly."

"Understood! Task guaranteed to be completed! Loyalty!"

The Elf Dragon Vera immediately puffed up her tiny chest, and with a pretended seriousness responded.

Thereupon, the Red Iron Dragon did not delay any further; with a powerful swing of his broad dragon wings, he created a fierce gust of wind, propelling his massive body like an arrow shot straight into the sky.

Upon seeing this, the Golden Dragon Alberto did not hesitate either; he flapped his wings, following closely, turning into a stream of golden light.

In the high sky, the fierce cold wind and flying snowflakes came rushing toward them.

Amidst the howling wind, the Golden Dragon Alberto asked: "Are we going to directly rush to the Mushroom King’s Territory to fight that Legendary Sword Saint?"

"No, there’s no need to be so hasty."

Galos’s massive head shook as he gazed in a certain direction of the wilderness, saying: "Before officially facing the legend, we’re going somewhere else first."

Alberto asked with curiosity: "Where to? For what?"

Galos said: "To meet your sister, Nasha."

He wanted to add another layer of insurance for himself.