Defeating the World with the Power of One Dragon!

The fierce wind whipped up the torrential rain, howling as it swept beneath the heavy leaden clouds.

The entire world was shrouded in gray.

Garoth circled within the thick cloud layers, lowering his gaze to the rain-drenched earth below. He could clearly see a frost-white icy trail stretching across the gloomy, waterlogged ground, and at the end of the trail stood a colossal beast.

Its form was humanoid, with tusks protruding from its face, and its entire body covered in snow-white fur.

The most terrifying aspect was its size; it stood and walked on the land at a towering height of twenty meters, resembling a white hill.

Compared to this beast, even Garoth appeared much smaller.

Not even some adult dragons could match this creature in size.

"The Behemoth Frost, just as the inheritance records describe, its size surpasses both dragons and giants. Truly a living war machine."

Garoth shook his thick neck and said.

The iron dragon Sorog was also staring at the Behemoth Frost, snorting lightly with displeasure:

"Size is their proudest advantage, but for us dragons, it's just one of many strengths. Any dragon of equivalent tonnage could easily defeat it."

Garoth shook his head slightly and said, "You're not wrong, but the problem now is that our tonnage is far below its level." He glanced at the iron dragon, paused, then continued, "Acknowledging the enemy’s strength is no shame. Sorog, don’t let arrogance rule your heart."

The iron dragon was startled inwardly, realizing it had unconsciously fallen into its old bad habit again.

It nodded, "I’ll be careful."

Since following Garoth, Sorog had found that its once-proud restraint over desires and instincts was insignificant compared to Garoth.

Whenever Sorog unconsciously felt arrogant or other emotions, Garoth would remind him. After years, Sorog's emotions had become steadier.

"I wonder which Frost Giant tribe it belongs to."

"A living war machine wandering the land alone, the tribe it originally belonged to must have encountered some serious problem."

Sorog calmed down and thought seriously.

Garoth narrowed his eyes, calculating in his mind.

The Behemoth Frost was a ferocious beast, not an intelligent lifeform. It wandered the land without a fixed direction but seemed to be generally heading toward Tempering Heights.

In fact, fighting such a ferocious beast carried more risk than benefit.

The Behemoth Frost harbored innate hatred toward dragons and could not be tamed; it must be killed.

Unlike the Diamond Stone Giant before, whose body was high-quality ore with a crystal core continuously producing diamonds, offering no further benefit beyond eating its flesh and gathering its hide, bones, and claws.

But ignoring it was not an option.

Garoth guessed that it was very likely attracted by the residual Stone Giant aura from the Shattered Stone Camp, which instinctively drove the Behemoth toward that camp, explaining its trajectory.

If left unchecked, it might go to Shattered Stone Camp and damage the symbiotic pool.

That was something Garoth could not tolerate.

If it had been the old Garoth, he might have tried to lure the Behemoth away first to avoid combat.

But the current Garoth had gained enough confidence and power to confront powerful beasts in the wild. His caution was now for survival, not caution for its own sake.

The Behemoth Frost could not fly and had no powerful skill to restrict dragons’ flight.

It also lacked any Frost Giant legion or giant sorcerers to interfere.

This meant Garoth stood on undefeated ground.

In this situation, the Behemoth Frost was a big punching bag. Fighting it posed no threat of death and could test Garoth’s strength.

"Sorog, keep your distance."

"I will stop the Behemoth Frost here."

Garoth said.

Sorog was uneasy and said, "It’s still some distance from Tempering Heights. Why not call Samantha? We can fight together."

Garoth shook his head.

"Leave it to me. That way, you and Samantha won’t be seriously injured, and the territory’s development won’t be delayed."

That was what he said, but deep down, he felt that these past three years had been too peaceful. He wanted some battle excitement and didn’t want Sorog or Samantha interfering in this fight.

Garoth sensed a contradiction in his personality.

He genuinely liked a peaceful life, but when life was truly calm for a long time, he became somewhat bored and craved stimulation. Yet when risk, accidents, and setbacks continuously arose, he longed for peace again.

Thinking carefully, this seemed quite normal.

The minds and personalities of intelligent beings were always changeable, shifting with different states and stages.

It was not fixed.

Perhaps one day, Garoth would completely shed his cautious exterior and fully reveal the sharp edge belonging to dragons. Or perhaps one day, he would become calmer, abandoning all negative emotions to possess absolute rationality.

These things were uncertain and required time to verify.

For now, Garoth wanted a fight.

Iron Dragon Sorog flapped his wings and retreated to a safe distance, maintaining a position from which he could support at any time, then quietly observed.

Under his watchful gaze,

Garoth did not directly attack the Behemoth Frost.

Whoosh! The Red Iron Dragon shot straight into the thick black clouds, attracting countless lightning bolts converging on him.

He rolled within the thunderstorm, with countless silver snakes dancing around, intertwining with the golden lightning surging through his body, forming a sphere of golden and silver ball lightning. At a glance, it looked like a small golden-silver sun suspended within the clouds, its radiance illuminating the gloomy rain curtain.

The world suddenly brightened.

The Behemoth Frost sensed the strange phenomenon in the sky.

It stopped moving, lifted its head, and looked at the sky. Through the rain, clouds, and lightning, it saw the shining dragon silhouette.

Slightly stunned, the Behemoth Frost spread its arms and let out an ear-shattering roar to the sky.

Its bloodline harbored deep, unyielding hatred for dragons.

From the moment it spotted Garoth, the Behemoth Frost’s murderous intent boiled like water on a roaring fire. However, it was powerless against the dragon in the high sky and could only issue a provocative roar.

The Red Iron Dragon fully spread his wings, chest puffed out proudly.

The final gap inside his body was sealed, and the tingling sensation between his muscles suddenly became clearer than ever, like a tightly woven network fully formed inside.

Evolution was completed at this moment.

Then Garoth responded to the Behemoth’s roar with action.

All the golden lightning retracted into his body. He flapped his wings, surging with dark red fiery flames, and dove at high speed, tearing through the thick curtain of rain. The rain exploded into ring-shaped white mist on both sides of his wing blades, then evaporated into steam by the intense heat flames.

Because of the previous lightning strikes, his explosive scales were already scorching red-hot.

Now, with even faster friction against the wind and rain, they became like glowing hot iron.

The downpour was fierce as Garoth dove, red flames and white steam flickering and rolling behind him.

At several hundred meters from the ground, his body trembled, and explosive scales shot out one by one, drawing dense glowing red trails through the rain curtain, covering the Behemoth Frost.

The Behemoth Frost roared to the sky, crossing its arms to protect its head. Three meters of ice crystal armor instantly formed between its fur.

The explosive scale swarm collided with the ice armor and detonated in a chain reaction, turning hundreds of meters around into a sea of fire. The shockwave hurled chunks of earth like cannonballs in all directions, smashing the tops of several small hills.

The Behemoth staggered back, its ice armor shattered and scattered, white fur marked with charred black spots.

Some shattered scales were stuck in its flesh, breaking the skin.

"Defense is not as good as the Diamond Stone Giant."

Garoth made the judgment.

The injured Behemoth roared fiercely, its muscular arms bulging with veins as it slammed the ground, pulling up twenty-meter-long sharp rock pillars wrapped in frost and hurled them toward the sky.

The Red Iron Dragon’s right wing surged and turned sideways, narrowly dodging the rock pillars as they brushed past his jaw.

Whoosh!

The Behemoth Frost exhaled frost breath at negative hundreds of degrees from its fanged mouth. The ice attribute damage posed some threat to Garoth. His ice resistance had been trained but was still lower than his other resistances.

However, he just needed to land the attack.

The Red Iron Dragon’s left wing tilted and pressed down, his body tracing a sharp ninety-degree turn midair to dodge the frost breath, easily circling behind the Behemoth Frost.

He unleashed his fiery breath.

The flame condensed into a column, surging toward the beast’s back.

Ice damage made Garoth cautious.

Similarly, his fire breath made the Behemoth unwilling to resist head-on.

Sensing the temperature behind it, the huge body suddenly lunged forward, limbs curling to wrap its torso like a sphere. It rolled repeatedly across the ground, showing surprisingly agile movement, causing Garoth’s breath to only graze it without dealing effective damage.

The clash between flame and frost filled the area with swirling steam.

When the Behemoth Frost stood again, no dragon silhouette was visible in the sky.

The danger came from below.

Looking down,

The Red Iron Dragon flew almost skimming the ground, rapidly closing in.

The Behemoth’s long arms near the ground swung, dense ice spikes rising one after another, stabbing toward Garoth.

Most were too slow to catch Garoth and were dodged. A few were smashed by his left claw.

In the next moment, he passed through the ice spike forest. Flames surged fiercely behind his wings as the dragon wing performed a wide spinning slash toward the Behemoth’s ankles.

Roar!

The beast growled, layered ice armor stacking on its arms. Like a giant gorilla, it landed on all fours, using its arms to block the dragon wing’s cleaving blade.

Clang! Tear!

First came a sound like metal clashing, followed by the tearing of flesh and skin.

The ice armor failed to fully defend against Garoth’s sharp wing slash, leaving a deep wound. But due to the Behemoth’s huge size and the armor weakening the strike’s power, the wound didn’t expose bone.

The giant beast cried out in pain and swung its arm back.

The ice crystal claws brushed Garoth’s back.

Boom!

Explosive scales absorbed the kinetic energy, shattering into thick flames that exploded, shaking the Behemoth’s arm and scattering fur wildly.

Garoth’s body trembled but used the explosion’s momentum to fly faster past the Behemoth’s body.

Flame Claws!

Solid and molten-like flames wrapped Garoth’s claws, slicing past the Behemoth’s knee crease and gouging out a chunk of flesh and tendon.

The Behemoth staggered and knelt. Garoth took the chance to leap onto the beast’s back.

His dragon teeth bit the frozen neck covered in ice crystals. His front claws tore open the stiffened fur, revealing blue-white sinew. His wings continued slashing like cleavers, launching fierce attacks like a storm.

The Behemoth roared in fury and rolled violently.

Its heavy, icy body crushed the ground, pinning the Red Iron Dragon into the frozen earth. At the same time, it raised two muscular arms, fists clenched like hammers, smashing down at Garoth.

Thick ice crystals grew densely, covering its arms like a glacier pressing down.

Garoth had just stood up and looked up to see the giant fist nearly blocking his vision as it smashed down.

He growled low, flapping his wings as flames surged, raising his claws to meet the Behemoth’s heavy punch.

Boom!

The ground collapsed and shattered layer by layer.

The shockwave stirred the rain into waves spreading far away.

The Behemoth’s terrifying power extended through Garoth’s claws into his body.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Explosive scales absorbed kinetic energy and shattered loudly. Garoth used the explosion’s force to flap his wings fiercely, forcibly pushing the Behemoth’s clenched fist away, taking flight again, even flipping the Behemoth over and slamming it to the ground, shaking the earth.

Garoth paid a price.

All his remaining explosive scales shattered in the clash, revealing obsidian-like, deep black steel scales covered with dark red veins.

Raindrops shattered upon his black-red dragon form, evaporating immediately from the heat he carried.

Amid the swirling clouds and mist, the black-red giant dragon was faintly visible. Its swept-back horns, dense sharp spines, thick pointed fangs, and heavy, tight black-red scales resembled a dark armored red dragon at its strongest.

Seeing this, the Behemoth Frost did not feel nervous but grew even more excited.

As a biological weapon, the Behemoth had strong combat instincts. Through the recent collision, it knew Garoth mainly relied on explosive scales to absorb its damage.

Now, without the explosive scale defense layer,

Every attack it made would cause Garoth injury.

Now, the advantage was his!

The Behemoth slammed its chest with raised arms, drum-like sounds echoing, roaring challengingly at the giant dragon.

Its roar resembled dragon language.

Translated, it meant:

“Lowly reptile, I can crush you to death.”

More accurately, many of the roar’s syllables were similar to dragon language, filled with insults toward dragons. Through this primitive, crude method, it provoked dragon hatred.

But the insulting roar lasted only half a second before stopping.

Sizzling!

A sharp, intense electric current buzzed into the Behemoth’s ears. It looked toward the source suspiciously and cautiously.

—The black-red giant dragon suspended in the sky.

Crackle! Crackle!

Golden lightning crawled from between Garoth’s scale gaps, jumping and flowing over his body, concentrating at his neck and back. Dense and radiant, like a flowing mane.

Crackle! Crackle!

Golden lightning also appeared on his wing membranes and tail, especially on his forearms, where dense currents flowed.

Stimulated by the golden lightning, Garoth’s already powerful muscles swelled again, his body growing larger, and even his dragon pupils turned golden. His fierce and imposing demeanor gained a sacred and majestic aura.

Supercharged Frenzy State, activated!

All attributes soared, surging mightily.

Garoth lowered his gaze at the Behemoth Frost and gave it a cold, indifferent smile.

“Listen to the sound of death.”

He said.

The next moment, his Wings of the Celestial Comet, crackling with electric arcs, emitted dark red flames mixed with golden lightning.

The Behemoth’s pupils blurred at the sight of the black-red dragon shadow.

Garoth’s entire dragon body transformed into a thunderbolt tearing through the rain, like a golden fiendish star moving at extreme speed, instantly closing in on the target.

The Behemoth couldn’t see clearly but instinctively crossed its arms. Its ice crystal armor instantly thickened to five meters.

Yet this supposedly indestructible defense shattered like paper at the moment of contact.

Boom!

Only then did the thunderous sonic boom slowly resound, and countless water droplets shattered explosively.

The thunder flame broke through the Behemoth’s defense, and the dragon claw wrapped in arcs of electricity and flames pierced its chest, forcing it to stagger back step by step.

Garoth’s much smaller body now unleashed terrifying power beyond the beast’s.

The giant beast roared and swung back, but only hit a residual shadow.

Garoth withdrew his bloodied claws and had already retreated to avoid the blow.

He spun his body, the wing blade gouging a deep trench between the Behemoth’s ribs, melting ice and blue blood foaming like a spring.

In Frenzied State, Garoth soared and circled around the Behemoth Frost.

His movements were agile and lightning-fast.

His claws, wings, and other weapons tore repeatedly into the Behemoth’s body, causing it to bleed profusely. The ice clusters forming to stop bleeding could not keep up with the new wounds appearing.

The Behemoth’s counterattacks repeatedly missed, only touching Garoth’s afterimage.

Tear!

Another claw mark appeared on its chest.

Blood-soaked, the Behemoth suddenly lifted its head and roared. A solid light halo burst around it, transforming into a powerful spell effect.

Ice Nova!

The halo swept through the raindrops, instantly freezing them, and passed over Garoth, covering him with a layer of frost and slowing his speed for a moment.

The Behemoth Frost opened its huge hands to grasp Garoth’s neck.

The Red Iron Dragon’s ice crystals had already evaporated from the heat. Suddenly, he flipped upside down, his tail slashing like a battle axe at higher speed, hitting the Behemoth’s body first.

The newly formed ice armor shattered.

The Behemoth’s huge body flew back and crashed heavily to the ground, rolling and crushing nearby forests, leaving devastation everywhere.

Garoth’s lightning-filled golden pupils narrowed as he exhaled deeply.

He felt fatigue.

“In this state, my magical energy and physical strength are rapidly consumed. I cannot maintain it for long.”

Using Supercharged Frenzy State was like an untrained person doing anaerobic exercise; the body bore great burden and consumed severely.

“I must end this quickly, no delay.”

“This Behemoth is no longer at its peak. The next strike will finish it!”

Garoth decided immediately. Golden lightning surged more fiercely over his body, shining in the storm.

On the other side, the Behemoth Frost rose from the ground, its body covered in shocking wounds.

It saw the Red Iron Dragon flapping his wings, leaving a golden-red intertwined trail behind, rapidly ascending to a thousand meters high before stopping.

His wings folded into a cone shape, then he plunged straight down.

Garoth was using his finishing move.

So far, this was his most destructive and devastating attack.

The world suddenly brightened dramatically.

The last thing the Behemoth saw as it looked up was the red-gold fiendish star wrapped in thunder and fire piercing through the clouds and tearing the world apart.

Boom!

The large-scale rain curtain was almost shattered into a circular vacuum zone. Incredible force surged into every inch of the beast’s muscles.

Time seemed to freeze for a moment, then when flow resumed, the Behemoth’s body exploded. Its blue blood was vaporized before dripping, and a thick arm was thrown out, stuck into the ground.

Sizzle!

A flash of dragon shadow appeared. Garoth landed steadily, standing at the edge of the deep pit.

He shook off the monster’s flesh fragments on his body, and the torrential rain covered the scorched earth again.

Golden lightning gradually dissipated. Under the veil of rain and wind, the Red Iron Dragon breathed heavily, exhaling hot breath and drawing large amounts of air into his lungs.

After about ten seconds, his condition gradually improved and breathing became steady.

Garoth examined himself.

His scales were cracked in places but otherwise unharmed. After activating Frenzied State, he ended the battle quickly without allowing the Behemoth Frost to counterattack. Also, Frenzied State, unlike the previous Bloodburst spell, had no side effects and didn’t require scale powder to control. His mental reactions were also enhanced.

The only problem was the massive consumption.

Although not weak or exhausted, he felt deep fatigue and could no longer engage in intense combat.

“Whether it’s the Wings of the Celestial Comet or the Supercharged Frenzy State, the consumption is severe. Even with my stamina, I can’t sustain it long. Black oil can only temporarily stimulate the body’s vitality; it can’t supply continuous energy.”

Garoth pondered quietly.

He felt the key still lay in Dragon Qi.

Only Dragon Qi, formed by the sublimation of magical energy and life energy, could support his high-intensity use of Frenzied State.