Under the rising light of dawn, that pale golden morning glow still carrying a hint of chill, the young Golden Dragon Alberto Aurelius felt an unprecedented sense of absurdity and an incredible shock sweep through his entire body.
That momentary trance even made him wonder if he had fallen into some extremely sophisticated illusion trap.
He, a Metallic Dragon with extensive connections.
At this very moment, he was actually being besieged by a group of Evil Dragon.
Was this scene completely inverted and chaotic?
Feeling the evil wind blowing in his face, Golden Dragon Alberto had no time to think about anything else; the indignation and anger in his heart outweighed his fear.
For his ultimate dream.
He had made a vow in his youth to become a Sacred Dragon, and unlike other Dragonkin peers who were slack, he occasionally honed and exercised himself, so that his Life Level exceeded that of Golden Dragon of the same age, and he was stronger in battle than Golden Dragon of the same Rank.
The incredibly strong body of the Red-Iron Dragon did indeed give him a sense of pressure.
However.
Alberto's sharp dragon eyes swept over the opponent's body, keenly capturing a key detail.
On it, there was not a single trace of "battle-scarred patterns" that symbolized being seasoned in battle and having experienced life-and-death tests.
This indicated the opponent's lack of actual combat experience.
Looking at his own brilliant golden back armor, several subtle yet extremely clear patterns, engraved on the dragon scales like medals, were silently telling of past glory and victory.
That was the ironclad proof of strength and experience!
Therefore.
In the moment when the initial astonishment and loss of focus faded like a receding tide.
Alberto quickly sank his mind into a calmness like an icy lake.
Far from choosing to flee in panic under the siege, he instead launched a fierce charge against the group of dragons that were rushing at him like a pack of wolves.
Holy Strike!
The Oath of Conquest rune on his right arm erupted with a brilliant golden light that pierced the dawn. Alberto let out a roar that shook the sky, and his dragon arm, covered in sacred energy, smashed down like a judgment hammer wielded by a Heavenly God, carrying a screech that tore through the air, towards the chest of the incoming Red-Iron Dragon Garros.
Almost at the same instant.
The huge, sharp claws of the Red-Iron Dragon, covered in metal-like scales, also carried terrifying power and met the attack head-on without any frills.
Bang—!!!
A dull, terrifying boom loud enough to shatter eardrums suddenly erupted, and the violent air waves, mixed with fragmented scales like shrapnel, splashed crazily in all directions.
The two forces clashed violently, causing both their massive bodies to inevitably recoil at the same time.
However.
Just as the Red-Iron Dragon's figure leaned back slightly.
Several other "Evil Dragon" acted like unleashed hounds, precisely seizing this fleeting opportunity.
With speed surpassing their previous efforts, they ferociously bypassed Garros's unstable position and lunged at Alberto, who had also failed to fully stabilize his stance, from different angles.
Mental Spike!
The psionic brilliance in the eyes of Iron Dragon Sorog suddenly intensified. An invisible, sharp spike of will, condensed with powerful mental strength, ignored physical defenses and instantly crossed the space, piercing deep into Alberto's mind. The stinging sensation ran through the Golden Dragon's consciousness like an electric current, inevitably causing a slight lag in his movements.
Hardened Body!
Almost at the same time as the Mental Spike hit, the pitch-black metal scales covering Iron Dragon Sorog's whole body instantly took on a deeper, steel-cast, cold, and hard luster. He used his heavy steel body as a weapon, like an out-of-control siege hammer, carrying a fierce momentum that crushed everything, and slammed into Alberto's flank.
"Get lost!"
Alberto endured the stinging pain in his brain and let out an enraged dragon roar.
His dragon tail, carrying a piercing sound of breaking wind, whipped against the body of the charging Iron Dragon with the force of a thunderbolt. With a dull thud, Iron Dragon Sorog's heavy body was actually whipped away.
However, the attack was far from over.
A crimson dragon shadow approached at the same time.
Red Dragon Samantha's dragon wings flapped violently, and her huge feet, covered in scorching scales, stomped heavily on Alberto's broad chest with heavy force.
At the moment of the stomp, a scorching explosion rune emitting waves of destruction was already branded on the golden scales on the Golden Dragon's chest.
Boom!
A deafening explosion roared, and violent flames and shockwaves erupted fiercely on the Golden Dragon's chest.
Alberto's dragon body was shaken violently by this continuous attack. He barely gathered his strength to stabilize his body and, relying on his superior combat instincts, dodged to the side at the last split second.
A pale, deep cold Dragon Breath whizzed past the edge of his wing membrane; it was a sneak attack from White Dragon Tereshi.
Just as he was still shaken, his vision was suddenly shrouded in shadow.
The Red-Iron Dragon, whose body length was slightly inferior to his but whose strength made his Soul tremble, had broken the distance again and was close at hand.
Sacred Armor!
Alberto's inner warning bells rang wildly. Without hesitation, he channeled the surging Sacred Oath energy within his body. A golden Holy Light, so thick it was almost tangible, instantly erupted from his body, rapidly condensing and shaping on his skin.
In an instant, a gorgeous, illusory yet substantively defensive armor made of pure sacred energy completely wrapped his dragon body.
Dragon Qi Rotation · Enhanced Claw Strike!
Garros's response was concise and lethal.
Black and Red Dragon Qi suddenly wrapped around his giant claws, sweeping towards Alberto's head.
Bang—!!!
A louder, duller boom than before exploded.
The seemingly sturdy Sacred Armor held for less than half a breath before shattering like fragile glass, with energy fragments scattering everywhere!
Although the armor offset part of the power, the remaining, still overwhelmingly powerful claw strike hit Alberto's left cheek and jaw solidly.
Crack.
A tooth-aching sound of bone cracking was faintly audible.
Alberto's noble dragon head was knocked violently to one side by this great force, and several broken, sharp dragon teeth stained with dragon blood flew out of his mouth along with his painful groan.
What made Alberto even more chilled was that the Red-Iron Dragon, after landing the hit, had no intention of being greedy or reckless. His huge dragon wings flapped violently, and he retreated rapidly.
And at the very same instant he retreated, Iron Dragon Sorog, Red Dragon Samantha, and White Dragon Tereshi all lunged at him again from different tricky angles!
"Cunning! Despicable! Evil Dragon without any honor!"
The humiliation and anger in Alberto's heart were about to break through the dam of his reason.
He perceived the opponent's tactical intent—the Red-Iron Dragon was clearly planning to use his own powerful containment and sense of pressure, combined with the continuous harassment of other Evil Dragon, to wear him to death.
In a desperate situation, there is only one fight!
Alberto suddenly raised his scarred head.
Hum—!
A sacred and brilliant light suddenly gathered and rose above his head.
The light rapidly condensed and shaped.
In an instant, a brilliant crown made of pure Holy Light hovered above Alberto's head. On the surface of the crown, several lines of ancient and mysterious dragon language runes were also engraved. Their meaning did not need translation; it was directly branded into the minds of the beholders.
Law: Law is supreme; it is the cornerstone of civilization and must be treated with solemnity.
Loyalty: Keep your word; without loyalty, oaths and laws are meaningless.
Courage: Be fearless; you must be willing to step forward when order is shaken, even if the odds are slim. If you don't act, then who will?
Duty: Perform your duties; you must recognize the importance of your actions and bear the consequences. You must do your best to fulfill your responsibilities and obligations.
Oath of the Crown!
Alberto practiced two Sacred Oath paths.
The Oath of the Crown is a noble ideal for civilization, usually embodied as an identification with the national spirit, a loyalty to the monarch, or a maintenance of laws and rules. But the Oath of the Crown that Alberto made was somewhat different; it was an extension of the Oath of Conquest, a determination to guard his own crown.
Oath of the Crown Spell · Turn the Tide!
The light of the crown poured down like a fountain of life, enveloping Alberto's whole body. The many wounds he had suffered in the fierce battle—shattered dragon scales, cracked bones, scorched skin—were now healing and closing at a visible, astonishing speed! The life Aura, which had seemed slightly withered due to battle and energy consumption, also seemed to have been injected with a new source, instantly becoming as strong and dazzling as the noon sun.
Oath of the Crown Spell · Defend the Challenge!
He reached out his claw and gripped it at the Red-Iron Dragon.
Opposite him, the retreating Red-Iron Dragon suddenly felt a tightness in his heart.
A strong sense of resistance arose spontaneously, making him unable to continue to move away from Golden Dragon Alberto. Furthermore, an indescribable, intense Battle Intent, like a wildfire, crazily sprouted and burned in his heart, making him want to immediately challenge and completely defeat the Golden Dragon in front of him.
Garros knew that this thought was influenced by a Spell.
But he suddenly smiled and stopped, not moving away from the Golden Dragon, but not approaching either.
"You are the challenger."
He hooked his dragon finger at Alberto: "Come on, prove to me if you have the qualifications to challenge."
Alberto's dragon teeth gnashed and clicked.
He, a dignified Golden Dragon, was supposed to be the arbiter of evil, but now he was besieged by a group of Evil Dragon and even regarded as a "challenger" by the opponent.
This was simply an insult to his lifelong beliefs.
But anger did not make him lose his reason.
Must finish the battle quickly!
The light of the crown burned fiercely above Alberto's head, like a sun that would never set. His scales were plated with golden brilliance in the Holy Light, and his entire dragon body turned into a golden meteor, crashing towards the Red-Iron Dragon.
Garros's vertical pupils contracted into two deep, thin lines.
He did not retreat but advanced, using his left shoulder, covered in the thickest scales, to take this collision head-on.
Boom—!
The moment the two dragon bodies collided, Alberto's dragon horns plowed dazzling sparks on the Red-Iron Dragon's shoulder armor, but he saw that Garros's right claw was already ready.
The claws pierced towards the Golden Dragon's throat like red-hot steel rods.
At the critical moment, Alberto's tail whip hit the Red-Iron Dragon's wrist, forcibly changing the trajectory of the sharp claws, leaving only a scorched mark on his neck.
Bang!
A pain in the chest, but it was the Red-Iron Dragon's claw strike coming again.
Dense attacks followed one after another, beating the Golden Dragon into a steady retreat, and finally, with a fierce wing slash, cut through the Golden Dragon's Sacred Armor, dragon scales, and flesh, leaving a wound deep enough to see the bone, while simultaneously knocking him back.
But the Golden Dragon was worthy of being a Golden Dragon.
The Oath of the Crown boosted his already massive life energy, keeping him full of fighting spirit, far from being severely injured.
Alberto's dragon wings flapped suddenly, and his brilliant golden body rushed towards Garros like a meteor, his claw tips condensed with dazzling sacred brilliance, vowing to tear through the Red-Iron Dragon's defenses with one blow.
"Roar—!"
Iron Dragon Sorog, like a pitch-black steel storm, slammed in from the side. Alberto was forced to dodge sideways, but before he could stabilize his body, Red Dragon Samantha's Flame Breath had already swept in like an angry wave, forcing him to lift his wings to block the hot fire wave.
"Get lost!"
He roared, his dragon tail sweeping across like a steel whip, knocking the approaching White Dragon Tereshi back several feet. But the next second, the Iron Dragon's heavy punch had already slammed into his back, shaking his scales until they cracked and dragon blood splashed.
Damn it!
Alberto endured the severe pain, locked his dragon eyes on Garros, and charged again.
This time, his dragon claws finally touched the Red-Iron Dragon's chest.
"Boom—!"
Sacred Oath energy and black-Red Dragon Qi collided fiercely, air waves exploded, and a deafening roar erupted. Alberto's claw tips sank deep into Garros's scales, shattering a layer of dense scales.
However, the Red-Iron Dragon did not bleed.
The Frostburn Scales on his chest were largely shattered, revealing another layer of black-red scales instead, with battle-scarred patterns crisscrossing and clearly visible. Looking at it, Alberto was slightly stunned, somewhat disbelieving.
In that moment of distraction.
Garros's tail wrapped around Alberto, and with a sudden pull, the Golden Dragon was caught off guard. The moment he lost his balance, the Red-Iron Dragon's knee had already slammed into his abdomen.
"Cough."
Alberto spat out a mouthful of dragon blood and was beaten all over with injuries by the Red-Iron Dragon's subsequent dense attacks. Before he could stand firm, the Iron Dragon's attack came from behind, Red Dragon's Flame Breath blocked his retreat, and White Dragon's Frost Dragon Breath froze his wings.
"Damn it!"
He roared, the light of the Oath of the Crown erupted again, and his wounds healed rapidly, but the besieging Evil Dragon gave him no chance to catch his breath.
Garros's offensive was like a storm, every strike precise and ruthless, without any hesitation; Iron Dragon Sorog was like a mobile steel fortress, using his body as a weapon to resist every counterattack of the Golden Dragon, and was able to find his mental weaknesses; Red Dragon Samantha's flames and explosion runes constantly interfered.
Alberto's dragon scales kept shattering, and dragon blood spilled, staining the earth red.
And as the battle continued.
His counterattacks also smashed more of the Red-Iron Dragon's outer scales, revealing black-Red Dragon scales with many battle-scarred patterns, causing the Golden Dragon to gradually lose his Battle Intent.
He realized that even in a one-on-one, he might not be the Red-Iron Dragon's opponent.
Not to mention the unscrupulous gang-beating by these Evil Dragon.
Halberd of Conquest!
Alberto suddenly raised his right arm high. The oath on his dragon scales lit up with brilliant light, leaving his body and instantly condensing into a shining golden heavy halberd, which he gripped in his claw and swung horizontally.
The air was torn apart instantly.
This attack was powerful, and the Evil Dragon were briefly forced back.
"Back off!"
The Golden Dragon cast a Command Spell, making White Dragon Tereshi subconsciously retreat, and he flapped his dragon wings violently, bursting out of the gap and moving away quickly.
"Chase!"
The Evil Dragon flapped their dragon wings, ready to chase, but were stopped by Garros.
On the other side, as the air rippled, a hybrid Metallic Dragon appeared before Alberto's eyes. He was slightly stunned at first, then overjoyed.
"Assassins disdain using me, for I am more naked than a dagger."
"Golden Dragon—what am I?"
The Red-Silver Dragon asked with a smile.
What? The Golden Dragon was slightly stunned.
"Aha, it's Vera!"
Suddenly, the Red-Silver Dragon in front of him shattered like a dream bubble, turning into a petite Faerie Dragon, blinking innocently and slyly at him.
"The real answer is—backstab!"
The Red-Silver Dragon appeared behind the Golden Dragon without warning, and a mouthful of Frost Dragon Breath hit the Golden Dragon's back without any obstruction.
The Golden Dragon's body was frozen inch by inch at a speed visible to the naked eye, and hard ice crystals spread crazily, instantly covering most of his dragon body.
Bang—!!!!
Alberto, whose body was frozen and stiff, slammed into the ground from high altitude like a meteorite, and ice crystals and frozen soil mixed with dragon blood splashed everywhere! A huge deep pit was formed at the impact point.
Alberto's dragon scales were cracked, covered with thick frost, and he struggled to climb out of the giant pit full of cracks.
However.
The Red-Iron Dragon's claws, already carrying irresistible power, stomped heavily on his chest. The power was so heavy that the frozen soil beneath him collapsed further, his bones made a groan of unbearable weight, and the Sacred Oath crown hovering above his head simultaneously could not bear the burden, shattering inch by inch with a crisp, mournful sound, and the golden light dissipated.
"It's over, challenger."
Garros looked down at the Golden Dragon, calmly declaring the result of the battle.
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