Chapter 335: Chapter 288: Timing for Dragon Sleep

Galos extended his sturdy Dragon Claw and grabbed Alberto’s charred, limp Golden Dragon Tail.

His wings flapped, stirring up a gust of howling wind.

Dragging the young Golden Dragon, who lay as motionless as a dead pig, he casually tossed it into a relatively soft pile of sand within Dragon Valley.

Thud!

A dull thump, dust flew into the air.

This rough treatment did nothing to awaken the sleeper.

Instead, there was the sound of a vast snore, echoing through Dragon Valley like a continuous rumble of thunder.

Rising and falling, it reverberated endlessly in the open valley.

Galos’s formidable body landed gently in the center of the valley.

He stretched his massive form covered in cold, Black-Red Dragon Scales, producing a slight sound of bones grinding, then turned his gaze to the elegantly standing Red Silver Dragon Deborah beside him.

"This Alberto, something’s off with him."

He said.

Deborah let out a light laugh.

Her slender and flexible Dragon Tail coiled around a boulder, then flicked it violently.

It accurately smashed into the side of Alberto’s golden head.

Smash.

The boulder shattered instantly into countless tiny fragments, like a burst of dust fireworks.

Yet the Golden Dragon in the sand pile reacted hardly at all, its magical scales flickered for a moment and then dimmed.

"Tsk tsk, really resilient."

Deborah tilted her head with interest, then casually waved her Dragon Claw in the air.

Cold air condensed, forming hard ice crystals out of nowhere.

These ice crystals fell like a dense rain of bullets on Alberto’s undefended body, making dull thudding sounds.

Deborah played this target practice game with a thoughtful expression.

"Strange."

She said, "Could it be that this guy made some weird or overly harsh oath?"

Galos nodded his massive head and said, "Very likely."

"The skills of the Holy Dragon path are indeed vast and comprehensive, but they also have a big, unignorable problem."

His gaze fell on Alberto.

"Oaths can grant Holy Dragons extraordinary resilience and Frenzy Power, but they also have an inevitable side effect."

"Holy Dragons sometimes, out of impulse or a quest for perfection, end up making some overly harsh, or bizarre and incomprehensible oaths."

"Look at him."

"Nine out of ten, it’s one of those cases."

Though Galos wasn’t sure exactly what oath the young Golden Dragon had made, judging by his strange reaction, it certainly had a significant impact on him.

Additionally.

The fierce battle with Alberto, while giving Galos a rare thrill and the joy of stretching his muscles, hadn’t quite gotten him fully entertained.

He did activate the Fierce Lightning state to unleash Power.

However, with Galos’s own power growth and his repeated activation and adaptation to Fierce Lightning, the cost and burden of this power had drastically changed for him.

Initially, using Fierce Lightning felt like an anaerobic sprint, breathless and short-lived, unable to withstand.

Now it was more like a high-intensity but still sustainable ’aerobic’ exercise.

He could now maintain this state steadily for a longer period, not just a brief burst.

After a brief conversation with the Red Silver Dragon.

The slightly unfulfilled Red Iron Dragon turned and flapped his wings, flying to the ultra-heavy training ground designed for him. 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖

Whoosh!

Galos inhaled deeply into his chest cavity, expanding, drawing in a massive amount of outside air.

Then.

A sound resonated in his chest cavity like drums, thunder, or an engine, with Fierce Lightning simultaneously shining and flying on his body, placing a tremendous load on his heart.

The young Dragons on the other side were so taken aback just by hearing the rumble that they felt a chilling sensation, instinctively awed by such a spiritual deterrent, finding it hard to imagine that this sound was merely the heartbeat of a Red Iron Dragon.

Exhaling another hot breath afterward.

Accompanied by the thumping heartbeat, the Red Iron Dragon rolled on the ground, executing one seemingly incredible yet aesthetic movement that perfectly combined power and technique.

In this way, he trained his heart.

Even for Dragons, naturally endowed with robust physiques, the heart remains the central hub for sustaining life and Power.

Its importance is self-evident.

Galos firmly believed that if this heart could break through its limits, achieve ultimate evolutionary transformation, then the enhancements and changes would be much more than just the organ itself.

It would ignite a chain reaction like a fuse, ushering in many wondrous changes in the whole body’s life essence.

Furthermore, based on his own insights and talent understanding, he had a strong intuition.

By the time his next adolescent Dragon Sleep concluded, he would likely be able to seamlessly complete the evolution of his Dragon Heart.

At that time, his life’s essence would undergo a massive upgrade.

When the last ray of sunlight disappeared below the horizon, and night deepened, silently shrouding Dragon Valley.

Galos, having finished his training, immersed his giant heat-emitting body into the chilly lake water.

Sizzle—Sizzlesizzle—

Like a red-hot brand plunged into cold water.

Countless steaming white vapors surged fiercely from his body, and the entire lake surface turned misty from his quenching-like actions.

With eyes slightly closed, he felt the cold lake water enveloping his entire being, his massive form slowly sinking to the lakebed’s depths.

With increasing water pressure and decreasing temperature, his mind also became calm and focused.

His strong, thickly scaled Dragon Claw gently touched his chest.

Through the rugged, thick Scale Armor and muscular build resembling a Dragon, even without activating Fierce Lightning or Blood Burst Technique, Galos could clearly feel the rhythmic pulse of the Dragon Heart beneath his chest.

"I am thirty-seven this year, nearly halfway through my teen years."

"In at most two years, I will迎来的 the immersive state of Dragon Sleep, and based on my past exceptionally lengthy sleep durations, I anticipate that upon waking, I shall formally step into my youth."

Galos’s inner reflection went: "Timing-wise, this isn’t exactly convenient and could unavoidably affect my strategic resource acquisition plan amid the Federation’s civil war."

"But on second thought, it might work in my favor."

"The Federation is a behemoth; its internal division and conflict won’t break out and resolve in a short span."

"The Duchies and Kingdoms entrenched in their places have their respective interests and long-term plans; they fear and check each other, unwilling to rashly ignite a full-out war."

"Until now, the only ones who officially declared war are the Abel Duchy and the Haltai Duchy."

"Before I submerge into sleep during these precious times, it’s best to return to the Sel Wilderness, establish firm outposts on its borders, secure a foothold, embed the wedge."

"Once I step into a more powerful young age, with the enhancement of strength, I would be better poised to partake in this grand feast with abundant Power and ease."

In the lake depths.

Galos retraced the path towards the future in his heart once more, then folded his wings to his sides, swaying his Dragon Tail as he swam upward.

Ultimately, with a burst of water, he leaped out of the lake, flying towards the Burning Steel Castle.

Next up, like sand passing through an hourglass, time flowed quietly, day by day.

The Iron Dragon Solrog, with the assistance of Dragons shedding their youthful naivety, orderly fulfilled his duty, managing the ever-expanding Affiliated Legion.

He urgently summoned the selected elite Warriors, meticulously accounted the mountainous logistical supplies and military equipment, preparing an extensive food reserve for the impending expedition.

Amidst the Border Area, the Molten Iron Tribe operated akin to a precisely functioning war machine, embodying a sense of imminent, pent-up Power.

Preparing comprehensively for the upcoming march to retake the Sel Wilderness.