A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 521: Chapter 361: The Red Silver Dragon’s Compassion (3)

The followers held their breath, not daring to make a sound, looking at the rapidly diminishing food, and hastened their movements, continuously bringing more to satisfy the terrifying appetite of the King of Molten Iron at this moment.

Red Silver Dragon and Elf Dragon both noticed that Galos urgently needed energy replenishment.

They did not disturb Galos, tacitly stepping aside, waiting quietly.

Time silently slipped by amidst the whistling snowstorm and the sound of the Red Iron Giant Dragon’s chewing and swallowing.

As night deepened, under the dark sky, only the snowstorm roared, yet this natural fury could not overshadow the sound of the King of Molten Iron’s eating.

Unknowingly, the entire day quietly passed.

As the second night fell over Dragon Valley once more, Galos had already consumed a vast amount exceeding his own body weight.

The dim Dragon Jade Core within him finally rekindled a weak yet stable light.

His originally dry and exhausted body also became full once again, with muscles bulging and knotted beneath the scale armor.

Though still quite distant from his peak state, the vast energy needed time to be digested and absorbed. However, the current state was worlds apart from his heavily injured appearance when he first arrived at Dragon Valley.

”Trish, and the other young ones, are they not in Dragon Valley?”

Galos finally had a moment to look around, finding that apart from Deborah and Vera, White Dragon Trish and other young dragons were nowhere to be seen.

”Trish took the young dragons for special training. She said only the fiercest snowstorms could truly temper the hardest Dragon Scales.”

Deborah replied.

”I just went through a fierce battle.”

At this time, Galos turned his gaze to the Red Silver Dragon, under her watchful eyes, he succinctly recounted the events that occurred in the wilderness.

He glossed over the tribe’s conquest and expansion lightly.

The focus was on discovering Gorsas’s dangerous presence, setting traps for an ambush, and the brutal final battle.

Facing Galos.

Looking at the Evil Dragon before her, who personally ended his father’s life and stained the blood of his kin, the Red Silver Dragon Deborah’s eyes were devoid of any fear.

On the contrary, a deep sense of compassion welled up in her heart.

Having known Galos for decades, she knew well that his nature was not cruel or brutal.

To reach the point of patricide, it must have been out of absolute necessity.

Moreover, Deborah knew not entirely about the rumors surrounding Red Dragon Gorsas, but she had heard of his terrifying and dangerous nature.

Having such a mad and evil father was unfortunate for Galos.

Being able to put an end to him completely, preventing harm to himself and many other beings, was indeed a better outcome.

Perhaps Galos himself did not feel much emotional turmoil, but for the emotionally rich Deborah, attempting to put herself in Galos’s position and empathizing with all he had experienced.

That sudden overwhelming sense of suffocating heaviness nearly made it difficult for her to breathe.

Galos’s world seemed shrouded in boundless malice with only scarce warm light.

At this moment, Deborah made a silent determination in her heart.

She wanted to be the most shining among those few rays of light, regardless of whether it was snowstorm or fiery flame ahead, nothing would change her mind.

”Galos...”

The Red Silver Dragon slowly stepped forward, gently resting her forehead against the scarred yet still hard and massive head of the Red Iron Dragon.

”I feel your heavy exhaustion.”

She softly spoke, ”It’s over now, everything is over.”

”It’s safe here, no more enemies you need to immediately face, no more battles to fight.”

”Sleep, put down your tense spirit and sleep, I’ll stay here, always guard over you.”

Elf Dragon Vera also peeked out from under the Red Silver Dragon’s wing, nodding energetically and loudly echoed, ”And me! Vera will be here with Deborah to guard too!”

Hearing their firm and warm words, Galos’s nerves, stretched to the limit like a bowstring, finally relaxed, with irritability and rage both greatly diminishing.

In this rare peace, overwhelming drowsiness surged forth.

The Red Iron Dragon’s eyes became increasingly heavy, slowly drooping, gradually losing focus.

He was about to fall into a deep sleep.

Although it wouldn’t reach the length of Dragon Sleep required for transformation, which could last for decades, to fully heal the wounds, digest the vast energy and insights gained from the battle, this deep sleep would last at least a few months.

”Deborah, Vera...”

”During this period... it’s up to you two.”

Galos’s voice tinged with sleepiness, barely tugging at the corners of his mouth in a tired smile.

Soon after, he flapped his wings, his massive body rose into the air, flew towards the Burning Steel Castle, returned to the palace, and slowly closed his eyes.

The energy just consumed and replenished would begin to be efficiently digested and absorbed.

Those wounds would eventually become his Battle Scar Patterns, and the shattered scales would become more robust.

Undoubtedly, when he awakens, he would be stronger.

Whatever doesn’t kill Galos, will ultimately make him stronger.

The Red Silver Dragon Deborah and Elf Dragon Vera exchanged a glance, both seeing solemnity in each other’s eyes, the mood for lighthearted play long dissipated.

They too flew into the sky, standing guard near the Burning Steel Castle.

Within the valley, the followers, whether Two-legged Flying Dragons circling in the sky or towering Earth Bears—all stood vigilantly, protecting their sleeping ruler.

Soon after, White Dragon Trish returned with a group of young dragons from training.

Upon learning the course of events, she too canceled the subsequent training plans, granting the young dragons a rare holiday, then joined the guardianship with other members of the Dragon Race, patiently awaiting the awakening of the King of Molten Iron.