Translator: AnubisTL
Deborah and her red copper dragon mother retreated to the right peak of Dragon Valley, giving the red-iron dragon and silver dragon room for their "sparring match."
"Do you think everything will be alright? They don't look like they're just sparring," Deborah murmured, her gaze fixed on the two tense dragons.
"Don't worry about Garos," her mother reassured her. "Your father knows his limits. He won't go too far."
Deborah blinked, then lowered her voice. "Actually, I'm not worried about Garos."
No spell-like abilities or class skills.
In this situation, Deborah didn't have much confidence in her father. She had witnessed Garos's ferocity in battle firsthand, and she knew his formidable physique wasn't just for show. It contained extraordinary power, and the red-iron dragon's rationality allowed him to wield it perfectly, pushing his capabilities beyond their normal limits.
The silver dragon father was pitting his weaknesses against Garos's strengths, despite the vast difference in their life grades.
The outcome remained uncertain.
"You're not worried about Garos?" Serena, the red copper dragon, tilted her head in confusion. She didn't press further, her attention focused on the impending battle.
The pre-dawn sky was a deep, gray-blue, like an endless, unbroken slab of dark gemstone, radiating a faint, misty glow.
Edri, the silver dragon, stretched his wings, their membranes shimmering with an icy, crystalline luster.
Though he didn't use any spell-like abilities, the natural dragon might of the adult silver dragon still caused the surrounding air to thicken, as if even the wind itself feared to approach the area.
His dragon might was awe-inspiring.
While his physical strength couldn't match that of the red-iron dragon, his lithe, 25-meter-long body, far from being gaunt, exuded an even greater sense of oppressive power.
Garos took a deep breath, his Cold Exploding Scales trembling slightly. The sword-like thorn spikes clinked softly as his muscles coiled like steel cables, ready to unleash explosive force at any moment. He stood poised, fully prepared.
Edri moved first.
With a powerful flap of his wings, he surged toward Garos.
There was no berserk charge, only graceful and precise movements executed with lightning speed.
In an instant, the silver dragon closed the distance. Its foreclaw shot out like a bolt of lightning, the razor-sharp tips slicing through the air before they even made contact, the frigid pressure alone tearing at Garos's visor.
The red-iron dragon didn't attempt to block the attack head-on. Instead, he twisted his body sharply, evading the silver dragon's strike while flames erupted from his own claws. His talons, now glowing red-hot like branding irons, slashed toward the silver dragon's head with a searing hiss.
Boom!
A dull, thunderous impact reverberated through the air.
Edri raised his left foreleg, his muscles coiling like tempered steel cables as he absorbed the blow. The mithril-like scales on his limb didn't shatter; they merely cracked and dented slightly.
Honed by centuries of weathering, the adult silver dragon's defenses were formidable.
The silver dragon sneered, shifting his right claw downward in a swift arc like the Silver Moon plummeting to earth. The frigid arc aimed directly for the red-iron dragon's neck.
Garos jerked his head aside and rammed his shoulder forward.
Thud!
The silver dragon's massive claw slammed into the red-iron dragon's body, its size nearly engulfing half of Garos's smaller frame.
Garos felt as if he had been struck by a mountain of frozen iron.
Even without using any skills to enhance its power, the silver dragon's claws remained ice-cold and devastatingly heavy.
The red-iron dragon's jagged thorn spikes shattered one by one under the silver dragon's massive claws, only to regenerate at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As the surrounding Cold Exploding Scales cracked and crumbled, they absorbed kinetic energy.
Garos felt an icy chill engulf his body, yet simultaneously, a scorching heat began to accumulate within him, growing hotter and more intense.
The Cold Exploding Scales' absorption of kinetic energy prevented Garos from being shaken by the silver dragon's claw strikes.
Under the silver dragon's slightly surprised gaze, the red-iron dragon suddenly raised its head.
He charged forward, his thickest armored headbutt meeting the silver dragon's jaw head-on. His formidable, upward-pointing dragon horns transformed into his most potent weapon, driving into the silver dragon's lower jaw.
Clang!
A deafening metallic clang reverberated through the air, accompanied by a shockwave that rippled through the atmosphere.
The silver dragon, honed by centuries of combat experience, avoided taking the full force of the red-iron dragon's headbutt.
Instead, Garos's headbutt struck squarely against the silver dragon's palm, unleashing a visible ring of qi that expanded outward in a circular shockwave.
In the sky, Edri was forced back half a step by the brute force of the impact. His claws burned with agony as the seemingly indestructible dragon horn pierced through his thin scales, tearing through flesh and bone.
Garos felt his skull ringing.
Edri's bone density, scale hardness, and overall physical strength far exceeded his expectations.
Silver dragons were often compared to red dragons, but they were never renowned for their physical prowess.
However, this comparison was always relative to the red dragon's physique.
In truth, silver dragons possessed greater physical strength than the vast majority of dragonkind. Among metallic dragons, they were second only to gold dragons, and among chromatic dragons, only weaker than red dragons.
"Got you now, Red Iron Brat," the silver dragon father grinned, revealing a hint of his draconic nature.
Crack—rip!
His claws surged with power, allowing the red-iron dragon's horn to sink deeper into his flesh. Simultaneously, his single claw clamped down like an iron vise, enveloping and seizing the red-iron dragon's head.
He endured the pain, retracting his hooked talons, willing them to tear through his flesh to lock Garos's head in place.
At the same moment, silver dragon blood streamed from the horn-torn wounds, flowing between his fingers and dripping onto the red-iron dragon's body, instantly crystallizing into clusters of ice.
As Garos felt his head being crushed, an icy chill invaded his mind, freezing his brain, stiffening his thoughts, and dulling his reactions.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
In that brief moment of sluggishness,
The silver dragon clawed at the red-iron dragon's head with one hand, while the other rained down a furious barrage of blows upon its body.
One by one, the Cold Exploding Scales shattered and disintegrated.
The red-iron dragon appeared to be taking a one-sided beating.
However, the silver dragon knew all too well that this infuriating Red Iron Brat had nearly maxed out its defensive and counterattack capabilities. So far, it hadn't sustained any real injuries.
On the contrary, the silver dragon's claws were now riddled with broken thorn spikes, and its dragon horn had torn open wounds that were bleeding profusely.
These thorn spikes regenerated at an astonishing rate and were exceptionally sharp.
Each time the silver dragon attacked, it suffered minor injuries itself.
Moreover, it had long noticed that the red-iron dragon possessed a double layer of dragon scales. Though the outer layer appeared to be collapsing, with shattered scales flying everywhere, the inner layer remained largely unscathed.
"First, I'll strip off its outer scales!"
The silver dragon's thoughts flashed like lightning as its attacks grew even more ferocious.
Meanwhile, the suppressed Garos offered little resistance, merely shielding his vital points and quietly enduring the adult silver dragon's assault. As the Cold Exploding Scales shattered, his internal thermal energy value steadily climbed.
He was waiting for the perfect moment to strike back.
Soon enough, under the silver dragon's relentless onslaught, the outer layer of dragon scales on the red-iron dragon's body had almost completely disintegrated, revealing the inner layer—hardened scales with a black base and crimson patterns.
"Dragon brat, next—"
A triumphant grin spread across the silver dragon's face, only to freeze abruptly.
(End of the Chapter)
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