novelraw Chapter 224: The Wings That Burn Mountains, the Extreme-Chaos Red Dragon Father
Chapter 224: The Wings That Burn Mountains, the Extreme-Chaos Red Dragon Father
"Even naturally just gold and silver dragons, if placed in Garoth's position, might not have done better than him."
The brass-silver dragon Deborah's voice flowed like a clear spring, sincere and firm.
"Please respect him as you respect me—he is not a 'naturally evil red iron dragon,' but a warrior who has maintained his true nature through countless trials."
She gazed at her parents, her dragon pupils flashing with stubborn light.
"This child must have suffered greatly on his path to growth."
As if moved by Deborah's words, Serena looked at the red iron dragon with pity in her eyes.
The silver dragon also seemed slightly moved.
Due to the prevailing trends among metal dragons, they had both entertained the idea of adopting evil dragons, reforming them, and guiding them toward goodness.
Unfortunately, unfortunately.
If Garoth were a dragonet or young dragon, they would most likely choose to adopt him.But now Garoth was already a young adult dragon, past the age for normal education, and he seemed to have his own ideas, different from ordinary evil dragons.
The silver dragon's expression further softened, like melting snow and ice.
"Garoth is not a bad dragon!" The faerie dragon Vira suddenly flew over, her small face tense as she vowed: "I guarantee this with my own name!"
Dimensional dragon... The silver and brass dragons had already noticed the faerie dragon's presence, but their focus had been on Garoth until now.
Now the atmosphere eased.
The silver dragon looked at the interrupting faerie dragon and asked: "Faerie dragon, why are you in the Material Plane? I remember you live in the Faerie Wilderness."
The faerie dragon said frankly: "I was accidentally caught in spatial turbulence and brought here."
"Do you want to return?"
The silver dragon suddenly said: "If you want to return to the Faerie Wilderness, back to your homeland, I can help."
Helping the weak was something lawful good dragons occasionally enjoyed doing, and since the faerie dragon was still of the same kind, within his capabilities, the silver dragon felt he could help her return to the Faerie Wilderness.
Vira was taken aback, then looked troubled.
"I do, and I don't."
She said hesitantly: "I miss the unicorn elders, I miss my little faerie companions, but I also can't bear to leave here."
The silver dragon didn't press her.
"I'll give you time to consider."
He said.
Hearing this, the faerie dragon Vira continued to hesitate in place.
Meanwhile, the silver dragon examined the fierce, weapon-like features on Garoth's body, along with the characteristics of red and iron dragons, and suddenly asked: "Are you the offspring of the Steel Queen and the Wing of the Burning Mountain?"
The silver dragon had been to the Ser Wilderness and had some understanding of the evil dragons there.
The Steel Queen was an adult iron dragon, around life level 16, while the Wing of the Burning Mountain was a mature adult red dragon, with age and life level roughly equivalent to the silver dragon Frostmark.
Wing of the Burning Mountain?
Garoth hadn't heard this title before, but the Steel Queen was very familiar.
—The Steel Queen was how Iron Dragon Mother Laetitia's followers respectfully addressed her.
"My mother is the Steel Queen you mentioned. As for my father... I don't know much about him. Perhaps it is the Wing of the Burning Mountain."
Garoth said.
The iron dragon mother had never mentioned anything about the red dragon father. He had no curiosity about the red dragon father he had never met, had never asked about him, so he didn't know.
Had no father since birth.
Poor evil dragon.
However, not having the Wing of the Burning Mountain's company was probably a good thing.
This guy was a natural-born bad seed.
Edri's gaze turned cold and sharp, slowly saying: "Wing of the Burning Mountain, red dragon Gorthax. I've fought him before and am very familiar with his aura. His aura is similar to yours."
Similar aura.
Unless there were unexpected circumstances, it could basically confirm bloodline inheritance.
Gorthax... Since it was mentioned, Garoth simply asked about the situation: "What kind of dragon is he?"
Serena stepped forward, gently patting the red iron dragon's hard arm scales: "Your father is a thoroughly chaotic evil dragon."
"Even among red dragons, few are as violently chaotic, arrogant, and ferociously brutal as that madman."
"Destroying for destruction's sake; breaking for breaking's sake; killing for killing's sake."
"His title comes from melting not just one mine belonging to the Lothrian Federation into magma, killing all the guards."
The silver dragon sneered, saying: "And it wasn't for profit, not for resources, but purely for the pleasure of destroying something to vent. Later he paid the price for his brutal actions—targeted and surrounded by strong fighters from the Lothrian Federation, barely escaping with his life after a narrow escape, now whereabouts unknown."
Sounded like a fierce dragon.
But more brave than rational, acting without considering consequences, too crazy. No wonder they called him a thoroughly chaotic evil dragon. In comparison, the red dragon Samantha was much more well-behaved and sensible... Garoth thought to himself.
Looking at the silent red iron dragon, the good dragon felt somewhat soft-hearted, his cold, hard expression softening slightly as he warned:
"Even toward his own offspring, that ruffian would show no difference in treatment."
"If one day you smell a scent similar to your own, you'd better immediately hide far away. Otherwise, I guarantee Gorthax will plunder all your wealth, even make you serve as his slave."
"If you anger him, in his rage, he might directly kill you."
After hearing the silver dragon's words, the red iron dragon's expression remained unchanged, only giving a slight nod.
He shared similar bloodlines with Gorthax, but there was no father-son affection to begin with, let alone any nurturing kindness.
If they really met one day and the red dragon Gorthax harbored evil intentions, then he wouldn't show any mercy either, feeling no guilt about punching and kicking the red dragon father.
Garoth never undervalued himself.
With his talent and sufficient resource supply, it wouldn't be long before he need not fear mature adult dragons. As long as he didn't encounter the red dragon Gorthax before then, it would be fine. From what the silver dragon said, the red dragon Gorthax was no longer in the Ser Wilderness, probably not in the convergence lands either, making the possibility of encounter extremely slim.
"Garoth."
Edri no longer called Garoth "red iron dragon," but addressed him by name, subtly bringing their relationship a bit closer.
A smile appeared on his face as he slowly said: "When I first saw you, I admit I had some prejudice against you, but your performance has eliminated my prejudice. I'm surprised and very pleased to meet a hybrid dragon like you."
Perhaps because Garoth's background made him pitiable, or perhaps out of love for one extending to others.
The silver dragon showed some goodwill.
Garoth felt his friendly attitude and responded accordingly: "The misunderstanding has been resolved. Being able to coexist peacefully with metal dragons is also my wish."
Seeing the barrier between the red iron dragon and her father fade.
Deborah felt genuinely happy, her tail wagging cheerfully.
Immediately afterward, the atmosphere in Dragon Valley gradually became harmonious.
The silver dragon Edri and brass dragon Serena were quite curious about Garoth's growth experiences, also surprised that he was only a young adult dragon yet possessed such incredible physique and life level surpassing gold dragons of the same age.
Garoth appropriately polished his narrative when recounting his experiences.
He deeply understood dragon nature, and during the communication process, made both the silver and brass dragons feel very comfortable, slowly increasing their favorability.
As for his special characteristics, Garoth attributed them to mutated hybrid talents.
As time gradually passed, when the sky brightened and its color turned from deep black to gray-blue, the several dragons were getting along quite harmoniously.
Edri in human form stepped forward, as if having completely accepted the red iron dragon, chuckled and patted Garoth's dragon scales.
Feeling their hardness and thickness, the silver dragon said: "Garoth, among all the young adult dragons I've seen, you are the most special and strongest. I'm very curious what kind of power lies within this body of yours that resembles a combat weapon."
He showed a kind smile, amiably saying: "Shall we have a light spar to test each other? How about it?"
Serena looked strangely at the silver dragon, then seemed to remember something, blinked her eyes, and added: "Having guidance from a mature adult dragon is very beneficial for a young dragon like you. Edri rarely agrees to guide young dragons."
The silver dragon chuckled: "Can't call it guidance, just a little spar."
"I won't use professional skills or quasi-spell skills, only fighting with dragon body and basic combat techniques against you."
He said with a smiling squint: "You might even have a chance to win against me."
Garoth pondered inwardly, also somewhat curious about the gap between himself and a mature adult dragon of the silver dragon's caliber.
Biological level 18, possibly 19 creature.
If encountered in the wild, Garoth would inevitably choose to avoid confrontation, retreating temporarily. As for now, the opportunity for combat sparring was truly rare.
He nodded, saying: "Good..."
Before he could finish his subsequent polite words, Garoth saw the silver dragon Edri first unable to suppress several loud laughs, then his smile abruptly vanished, his expression instantly turning cold and hard.
Damn! I was careless!
The silver dragon actually knows how to deceive?! This old thing has ill intentions, wanting to take this opportunity to violently beat me to vent anger.
The red iron dragon realized, his heart tightening.
But remembering what the silver dragon said about not using professional skills or quasi-spell skills, he quickly calmed down.
The words had already been spoken; Edri would definitely keep his promise.
Silver dragons were the strongest sorcerers and spellcasters among main dragon types, but their physical strength wasn't among the top ranks. Fighting with only physical combat, it was hard to say who would be beating whom.
Garoth grew eager, his limbs slightly crouching, muscles tensing.
Roar!
Edri raised his head in a dragon roar, dispelling the transformation spell, his body swelling and expanding, spreading huge silver wings, revealing his true form.