A Dragon against the Whole World

Border Area, Dragon Valley.

The biting cold wind swept along the flying snow, howling and raging under the leaden sky, as a massive dark red silhouette sped swiftly across.

The thick scale armor of the Red Iron Dragon was covered with sticky demon blood and shredded meat chunks. These impurities from the abyss were gradually carbonized and peeled off under the high temperatures created by his rapid friction with the air, torn apart by the fierce wind and dissipating behind him.

After ending the forced training of the Red Silver Dragon Debra, Galos wasn’t satisfied and decided to make a trip to the Abyssal Rift, where he unleashed his pent-up fury through a one-sided massacre of demons.

At this moment, he was in a state of peaceful, calm, and rational Wise Man’s Time.

Some things only become more precious in the face of losing them.

Due to the continuous erosion of the frenzy fire within, Galos now felt more than ever how important it was to maintain clear and calm thinking.

"Wait... What kind of state will I ultimately achieve once I completely adapt to and control the frenzy fire?"

A thought suddenly crossed Galos’s calm mind.

"Will it be the ability to remain clear-headed and rational even in a state of extreme rage? Or will my mental will be honed to the point where it no longer generates any fury?"

He hoped it would be the former.

In that way, his opponents would have to face a truly terrifying ’brainy Wild Dragon,’ not just a mad beast out of control.

That would be a nightmare for all enemies.

But the latter possibility was not entirely absent.

His adaptation and evolution process was not fully under his subjective control, and the final result would often exceed his initial expectations, leading to unpredictable changes.

"It seems I need to consciously seek and try suitable methods to guide the direction of adaptation, so I can ultimately maintain calm in rage, rather than veer toward the other extreme of completely cutting off or abandoning fury."

Galos pondered thoughtfully.

"For instance, when the anger level accumulates to a high yet not completely uncontrollable level, rather than hastily seeking a way to vent, I should strive to engage in clear and calm thinking, as a form of resistance and adaptation training."

He quickly contrived his first feasible idea.

Forcing rational thinking amid the waves of rage is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task, and in his Dragon’s Legacy information, there were no records of any Giant Dragon successfully achieving this.

But it was not entirely impossible.

Galos knew that, among certain intelligent races, such as humans, there were naturally gifted individuals with the ability to maintain logical thinking under extreme emotions.

Since it was not impossible.

He might very well become the first Giant Dragon to set such a precedent.

By then.

In the Dragon’s Legacy, specifically for showing off, he could proudly record this accomplishment.

[I can maintain rationale in Wild State, can you?]

Continuing to ponder the numerous possibilities of adapting to the frenzy fire and controlling emotions, Galos maintained his flight direction, heading towards the Dragon Valley area.

A few short minutes later.

The Red Iron Dragon’s figure tore through the dense curtain of wind and snow, appearing above Dragon Valley.

He lowered his massive head, his gaze sweeping over the valley floor, and immediately noticed the two sides engaged in a fierce battle below.

"Attack! My loyal followers, fight for the glory of the great Red Dragon Queen! Crush the target!"

A female Dragon’s roar, raised to a theatrical pitch, echoed.

"Foolish reptiles! How dare you offend the great King of Burning Iron?! Turn to ashes under my Red Lotus Fire!"

Another more dramatic voice roared, mimicking a certain deep roar.

......

You could see on a relatively flat open space at the valley floor.

A group of various shapes, only the size of large hunting dogs, composed of metal and unknown materials micro golems, were clattering with the friction of internal gears and levers, under the command of an arrogant, posturing Red Dragon figure, launching a siege against a large form resembling Galos in four-armed red lotus state, known as the King of Burning Iron.

The Red Dragon Queen was Samantha.

The King of Burning Iron was Elf Dragon Vera transformed using Galos Simulation Skill.

"For such adult Dragons, still playing such childish role-playing games." Galos watched the scene and slightly shook his head.

Samantha and Vera.

They frequently played this game a long time ago.

As time passed, Samantha gradually grew up, began to manage the ever-expanding Alchemy Industrial System of the Molten Iron Tribe, became busier, and greatly reduced her role-playing as the Red Dragon Queen.

But it was clear.

Deep down, she hadn’t truly abandoned this joy.

At this moment, the battle below seemed to have reached a fever pitch. Both Samantha and Vera were playing so intensely that they didn’t notice Galos’s return at first sight.

Whoo—!

Galos intentionally flapped his Dragon Wings, creating a powerful downflow that blew the snowflakes at the valley floor everywhere, finally catching the attention of the combatants.

The Red Dragon Queen and the King of Burning Iron simultaneously halted their actions.

They raised their heads, gazing at the dark red figure in the sky.

Under Galos’s gaze, Samantha swiftly waved her claw, causing the advancing micro golem army on the ground to halt abruptly and then seemingly get collected by an invisible hand, turning into points of light and disappearing, stored inside some spatial equipment.