A Dragon against the Whole World

They possessed the massive leathery wings and powerful, sturdy claws similar to those of a Giant Dragon, with their bodies covered in thick dark scales, and needle-like venomous spikes growing at the ends of their tails.

They were the sky guardians of Dragon Valley.

The Two-legged Flying Dragon Group.

"Strange Dragon! Stop immediately! State your identity and purpose!"

The lead Flying Dragon Commander let out a low growl, eyes filled with ferocity, showing not the slightest fear despite facing a mature Giant Dragon.

Zoraya spread her wings, hovering steadily in mid-air.

Her gaze swept over the flying dragon formation, and she said, "My name is Zoraya, daughter of the leader of the Dominican Dragon Group, here to visit the mighty King of Molten Iron for urgent matters to discuss."

The Flying Dragon Commander turned his head slightly, exchanging a glance with another slightly smaller flying dragon beside him.

Whoosh!

The flying dragon that was glanced at immediately understood, tilting its body agilely in the air, wings flapping rapidly, like an arrow off the bowstring, quickly descending toward the Dragon Valley area, obviously going to report the news.

"Wait here quietly, do not make any rash moves without permission."

The Flying Dragon Commander retracted his gaze, still fixed on the mature Blue Dragon, and spoke in a firm tone.

Zoraya did not comment on this.

She couldn’t be bothered to waste words with these Sub-dragon Followers, simply floating quietly in place, demonstrating her harmlessness and patience, waiting for the response from the other side.

Not long after, the flying dragon that had just left the team returned, flying beside the Commander, letting out a few low hisses.

Afterward, the vigilant Flying Dragon Group slowly dispersed, leaving an aerial passage leading to the Dragon Valley, signaling permission for the mature Blue Dragon to approach further.

Zoraya felt a slight relief in her heart and officially flew towards the grand valley, looming in the wind and snow.

As the distance closed, her vision pierced through the swirling snowflakes, first clearly seeing the Burning Steel Fortress, standing majestically like a crown at the peak of the valley.

"To have a fortress built in such a perilous place, it seems the other party is quite wealthy and knows how to utilize resources."

Zoraya quickly judged in her mind.

She came to visit the King of Molten Iron, on one hand, to facilitate negotiations, and on the other, to personally confirm the level of the opposing Dragon Group, regardless of whether it will be a battle or peace to have some confidence in her heart.

In the blink of an eye, Zoraya had already flown directly overhead Dragon Valley.

She instinctively looked down, her gaze penetrating the slightly thinning wind and snow, looking towards the valley floor.

And in the first instant, her sight was completely occupied by a towering figure.

Hiss——!

Even with the calm of a Blue Dragon, she couldn’t help but gasp in surprise, eyes widening, heart pounding uncontrollably.

What did she see?!

It was a terrifying Giant Dragon so strong that it was unfathomable, even making the typically powerful Red Dragon appear somewhat frail by comparison.

Simply standing there, he resembled a mountain forged from muscle and steel.

The layered Dragon Scales, uniquely structured blade-like wings and Dragon Tail, formidable physique, and the Mixed-blood Metal Dragon lying seemingly tortured beside him... all left an indelible impression on Zoraya.

Those crisscrossing lines of fire on his body were gradually fading, and his aura was slowly diminishing.

But even so, the naturally exuded sense of power still made the hovering Zoraya feel deeply uneasy, as if she were completely exposed to an existence that could kill her at any moment, her life not under her control.

The most surprising and confusing thing to Zoraya was the two completely different auras coexisting within him.

One was the aggressive and authoritative Frenzy of fire; the other, the serene and profound Rationality of an abyss.

These two inherently contradictory and incompatible auras coexisted within him, forming a unique sense.

"Perhaps... this King of Molten Iron is even stronger than my father."

Feeling the lingering momentum of the King of Molten Iron’s Long Wei, this thought uncontrollably emerged in Zoraya’s mind, her eyes flickering.

At this moment, a calm and oppressive, indisputable voice sounded.

"Come down."

The Red Iron Dragon raised his head and said.

Despite being physically lower on the ground,

in a moment of disorientation, Blue Dragon Zoraya felt as if she was the one being looked down upon, floating in the air.

Facing the Red Iron Dragon’s eyes, slightly bloodshot, calm yet dangerous.

Blue Dragon Zoraya’s heart suddenly tightened, all distractions instantly cleared.

She dared not be careless, immediately lowering her flight, landing not far from the Red Iron Dragon.

She retracted her wings, slightly bowing her beautifully adorned head with unique antler-like bifurcations.

"Zoraya Dominic, serving at the behest of Peregrine, leader of the Dominican Dragon Group under the Heart of Thunder."

The Blue Dragon said, "Honorable and powerful King of Molten Iron, Lord Galos, I send my greetings. It is an honor to witness your majesty firsthand."

Her actions and words represented submission and respect in Dragon Race social customs, indicating she placed herself in a lower position, with no intention of provocation.

The Red Iron Dragon observed the Blue Dragon envoy before him.

His gaze lingered momentarily on her beautiful sky-blue scales and those distinctive, elegantly forked dragon horns.

"The Molten Iron Tribe under my command once sheltered several young dragons from the Dominican Dragon Group."

Without any small talk or politeness, Galos got straight to the point and asked bluntly, "Are you here for them?"

"Yes, Lord."

Zoraya admitted frankly, still maintaining a respectful tone, "I represent the Dominican Dragon Group, sincerely hoping to engage in a conversation with you, to facilitate friendly negotiations on this matter."

At this, the Blue Dragon’s voice paused slightly, subtly shifting the topic.

"However, aside from conveying the wishes of the Dragon Group, I have another personal matter I’d like to privately implore you for."

"This matter, solely represents my own, Zoraya, and is unrelated to the Dragon Group."

Zoraya slowly raised her head, her clear eyes reflecting the figure of the Red Iron Dragon.

Galos remained expressionless.

"Speak."

He uttered just one simple word.

The Blue Dragon was silent for a few seconds, seemingly gathering her words.

Then, under the Red Iron Dragon’s gaze, she made up her mind, speaking softly, "I hope you can help me kill the leader of the Dominican Dragon Group, who is also my father."

"For this, I am willing to pay the corresponding price."

Hmm?

You also want to commit patricide?

Could this already be some kind of Evil Dragon tradition?

Upon hearing this completely unexpected request, a slight ripple appeared on Galos’s expression.

Even among Evil Dragons, familial bonds are typically weak, but even so, patricide is extraordinarily rare. Were he not certain that the Blue Dragon before him wasn’t joking, he might have suspected mockery instead.