Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 565 Shining Garoth, Super Saiyan Dragon

"Unfortunately, the characteristic of perpetual battle and perpetual advance has not been enhanced."

Hong Tielong shook his head slightly, thinking with a mixture of surprise and disappointment.

Among his many characteristics, the most important are his immortality and eternal battles.

The former underwent a qualitative change when he stepped into the Grand rank, making him like a BOSS in a game. As long as his 'health bar' is not empty, he will not truly die. No matter how severe the damage he suffers, as long as there is a sliver of energy left, he can quickly recover.

The latter, the characteristic that allows him to grow stronger in battle, remains unchanged.

This left him feeling somewhat disappointed.

However, despite the disappointment, I wouldn't say I'm discouraged.

He was already used to this rhythm.

The path of evolution is never smooth sailing. Sometimes certain characteristics advance by leaps and bounds, while at other times they stagnate. This is the norm.

"It's highly likely that my evolutionary traits will only be enhanced when the time of destiny arrives."

"As for the qualitative change in talent itself, perhaps it will have to wait until one steps onto the path of immortality."

"At that time, my so-called talent will truly be transformed into my own power, becoming clearer, more concrete, and more powerful."

Garus thought silently, his massive dragon head slightly lowered.
He had never truly witnessed the power of an immortal, but some related descriptions in the legacy impressed him and made it something to look forward to.

Immediately, he stopped paying attention to the changes in characteristics and turned his gaze back to the dragon jade deep in his chest.

In that instant, his thoughts returned to the time before he fell asleep.

"Before I fell into slumber, no matter how I tried, I was unable to truly unleash my full power. The fundamental reason was that my own energy was too vast and could not be fully released in a short period of time. It was like a huge reservoir, which was basically impossible to release all the water in an instant."

"Now, the properties of the Dragon Jade have changed, and it can no longer be used to heal itself."

He carefully sensed the state of the dragon jade.

It turned golden, still unusual, but the gentle feeling of healing energy had completely disappeared; now, there was only a fiery, almost frenzied excitement.

"Instead, I can achieve a burst of energy through the extremely exciting Dragon Jade energy."

Galos recalled the battle that followed his awakening.

Saying I was startled awake isn't really an accurate description.

He had already fallen into a deep sleep before the Celestial Sword fell, but he did not wake up immediately.

At that time, he was in the afterglow of his slumber, repeatedly rehearsing the explosive techniques in his dream. Those attempts that could not be completed in reality could be simulated countless times in his dream.

The joint attack from the southeastern and northern regions did not have any negative impact on Galos.

To some intelligent beings, this event was quite a coincidence.

The legends chose to attack the Red Emperor when he awoke prematurely, resulting in a disastrous outcome; whereas when the Red Emperor was in a normal slumber, he was never attacked.

It seemed like luck.

But in reality, this was neither a coincidence nor luck.

Under normal circumstances, a period of dormancy of about a hundred years is too long.

Without Serol to shorten his slumber, the uneasy Garos had only two choices: either sleep in the safer Fairy Wilderness or eliminate all potential threats before falling asleep.

Since he has obediently fallen asleep in the material world, he has already prepared to face any attack.

This was his choice.

"The previous attempts at 'exploding energy' were just rudimentary; now we'll test it more thoroughly."

Galos composed himself and focused his mind intently.

hum!
Dragon energy burst forth.

They seeped out from the gaps in the scales, like countless tiny snakes, winding and spreading in the air, becoming denser and denser. In the blink of an eye, the dragon energy transformed into tangible flames, swirling and churning around the red iron dragon's body, emitting a deep roar, forming visible energy vortices.

At the same time, golden light shone from the dragon's chest.

It is the radiance of dragon jade.

Solid and dazzling, it resembled a sun shrunk countless times, sealed beneath its scales. Each flash released a scorching light, igniting the surrounding dragon energy like a spark falling into kindling.

boom!
Their arrogance surged.

Like adding fuel to a fire, all the dragon energy was instantly ignited.

The flames that had been swirling around its body transformed into towering golden flames that enveloped the entire Red Iron Dragon.

The flames surged wildly, emitting a deep roar, and even the surrounding air was scorched and distorted.

At this moment, the red iron dragon was like a sun.

A sun that shines infinitely brightly and is burning fiercely.

With a flap of its wings, the red iron dragon's massive body shot straight into the sky, then hovered high in the air, allowing the golden flames to engulf it.

He could feel that the dragon jade inside his body had come alive, beating like a heart, releasing a massive amount of energy with each beat.

These energies surged into his body, igniting the dragon's aura and making its flames increasingly fierce and intense.

The feeling was like countless rivers of fire surging through my veins.

And that's the explosion of energy, the real explosion of energy.

It's no longer the kind of half-finished product that could only last a few seconds before backfiring.

Now, it is a stable skill that can operate continuously. It was developed and perfected step by step by Garus himself, and after being adjusted to adapt to his evolutionary characteristics, it is perfectly suited to him, as if it was born to be this way.

Golden light illuminated the entire sky.

Within a radius of a hundred miles, all the clouds were evaporated, revealing a clear blue sky. On the ground, the deep pits and ravines that Garus had once created were exceptionally clear under the light, with every crack and every collapse clearly visible.

The whole scene looked both magnificent and somewhat ferocious.

Galos closed his eyes, feeling the surging power within him.

saturation.

He began to feel a sense of saturation, like a swelling that had reached its limit.

It's like a container filled with too much water, ready to overflow at any moment. Every muscle, every scale, every bone is brimming with energy.

This feeling is wonderful.

It was both dangerous and fascinating to him, as if just one more step forward would allow him to reach some higher realm; the power was boiling, roaring, and cheering.

As time went by, the scales on his body began to crack inch by inch.

Cracks started from the edges of the scales and spread towards the center, dense and numerous like a spider web. Beneath the cracks, golden light shone through his body, making his entire form translucent, like a sculpture cast from light.

He stood quietly in the sky, but from him, concentric circles of air waves continuously burst forth and spread.

It pounded the air, producing a deep rumble, like the heartbeat of a giant beast.

"This intense feeling..."

The red iron dragon raised its arm and opened its claws.

Because of the extremely active energy, almost in the blink of an eye, a dragon energy ball condensed from his claws, at an incredible speed.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
One after another, dragon energy projectiles shot out from his claws, raining down on the surrounding sky.

They trailed golden flames, drawing countless brilliant paths across the blue sky before exploding with a deafening roar high above, their light layered upon layered, like fireworks during a festival, yet a thousand times more spectacular than any other fireworks display.

One.

Ten.

One hundred.

Countless dragon energy bombs exploded in the sky, turning the heavens into a dazzling gold. The shockwaves from the explosions converged and spread in the air, forming visible ripples that spread in all directions until they reached the horizon.

The scene was even more spectacular than when he awoke from battle.

He had just woken up from a deep sleep and was still somewhat weak; but now, he was in his prime, unleashing his immense and boundless energy.

After a long time, the golden light gradually dimmed.

The aftershocks of the explosion slowly dissipated in the air, and the blue sky reappeared, with only a few strands of golden light occasionally visible, drifting in the wind like lingering scars in the sky.

Galos lowered his head and looked at his clawed arm.

The cracks on the scales are still there, but they are healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The gaps in the dragon scales, which were stretched open by energy, are also gradually closing as the energy is released.

My body is recovering quickly.

"That's about enough. This kind of saturation of energy is just a side effect."

He said in a low voice.

This is just the beginning.

The real changes are yet to come.

Then, Red Iron Dragon closed his eyes again.

Dragon energy surged forth once more, and golden flames roared forth.

Before long, that familiar feeling of saturation returned, and his dragon scales began to crack, the energy so abundant that it seemed to burst forth from under every single scale.

But this time, Galos did not rush to release it.

He took a deep breath, and his muscles tensed up instantly.

Head held high, chest puffed out, back arched. Every muscle in the body was contracting violently, bones creaking, as if the entire body was bearing immense pressure while undergoing some incredible transformation.

Then, change occurred.

The golden flames that were rushing outwards were compressed back and contracted inwards.

Instead of burning fiercely, they clung tightly to the surface of his scales, as if coated with a layer of golden light. This light was growing thicker and thicker, even extending to his head, covering the base of his dragon horns, and enveloping him entirely.

Then, his dragon horns began to grow.

The original pair of main characters became even more rugged and robust, with intricate, gilded patterns growing on their surfaces. The several pairs of secondary characters beside them also began to grow and extend rapidly, becoming longer and thicker until they were exactly the same as the original main characters.

They meander, some piercing the sky, others sweeping backward, gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen.

It was like a crown woven from pure power, placed on his head.

As the dragon crown took shape, the light membrane on his body also solidified completely, becoming a tangible substance that tightly adhered to and covered every inch of the dragon scales and every corner of his body, forming a seamless whole without any flaws.

At this moment, Garus transformed into a golden dragon.

Moreover, it's not just ordinary gold.

The golden light on his body was dazzling and brilliant, and the color of his scales was more dazzling than that of any golden dragon.

Under the influence of this light and the Dragon Crown, Garus's originally strong and fierce physique was imbued with a divine majesty.

That kind of majesty didn't seem like that of an ordinary creature; it was more like an existence that had stepped out of mythology.

Galos opened his eyes, and even his pupils turned into solidified gold, like two burning suns.

He raised one of his dragon claws and waved it gently.

The claws sliced ​​through the air, leaving several dark cracks that tore the space apart. The cracks lingered in the air for a moment before gradually healing.

"Power, it felt like there was an endless power surging within me."

Red Iron Dragon showed a pleased expression.

This feeling is even stronger than the saturation and catharsis I just experienced.

He even had the illusion that he could tear everything in front of him apart if he wanted to.

Red Iron Dragon suppressed his excitement, looked at his body that was shining with golden light, and thought to himself, "In this form, if I encounter intelligent beings who are not familiar with dragons, will they mistake me for the Golden Dragon King?"

"Yes, that's very possible."

Galos then began to familiarize himself with the body.

Sometimes it flies at full speed, stirring up apocalyptic gales in the sky, the wind pressure tearing deep trenches on the ground; sometimes it soars into the sky and then crashes back to earth, creating shocking deep craters on the surface, causing the entire small world to tremble.

If there were any living beings in this little world, they would surely feel that the end of the world has come.

However, here there are only desolate fields and silent hills, silently enduring the dragon's rampage.

After a period of time.

The golden dragon landed on a hill and paused, its light gradually fading away.

"The new form formed by the burst of energy is the energy I previously used for resurrection, which is then converted into an explosive amplification of myself."

He carefully observed the changes in his body.

"Given my current immortality, this is equivalent to burning my life force."

"The downside is that when this energy fills the whole body, it cannot be interrupted. Once you enter the second stage, you must burn it to the end until all the Dragon Jade energy is exhausted."

Galos sensed the rapidly burning energy and seemed lost in thought.

The explosion is divided into two stages.

In the first stage, when he just feels his body is saturated, he can stop the burst of energy by releasing dragon energy bombs or creating other dragon energy attacks.

This is a reversible process, just like releasing water from a reservoir; as long as the gate is opened, the water level can be controlled.

If he allows the dragon energy to continue burning, the next stage will begin.

The dragon energy, burning to its limit, began to compress and solidify, forming a golden light film covering the entire body.

At this point, it can no longer be stopped.

He could only exhaust the Dragon Jade's energy in one go, and his own energy would be almost depleted, bringing him infinitely close to death, just like a candle that burns until only a small wick remains.

It was at this moment that the golden light on Galos's body almost completely dissipated.

This also means that he had almost exhausted all his energy.

However, he did not become weak as a result.

hum!
Another layer of white light appeared. It was the light of life born from the brink of death.

The "fight to the death" state was triggered directly, and shockwaves spread outward from the dragon, sweeping across the ground, raising clouds of dust, and cutting through hills and protruding rocks.

The whole world trembled under his power.

At this moment, he is at his strongest.

Galos clenched his dragon claws, feeling the power surging within him.

At the same time, he looked around and pondered.

"The second stage of the burst will be my most powerful skill at this stage, without exception, but it is also very dangerous; it is a double-edged sword."

"It will almost burn me out, pushing me to the brink of death."

"It should not be used indiscriminately unless absolutely necessary."

"You have to be very careful when exercising. If you don't control yourself properly and actually burn yourself to death, that would be a laughing stock."

"Hmm... Bursting energy is a technique. The battle form formed by bursting energy will be called Shining Form for now."

As I pondered these thoughts, my inner strength began to wane.

If it were during a fierce battle, after that, and after another round of life-or-death struggles and fearless rage, Garus would be truly weakened, weakened to the point where his energy is almost completely depleted and he is infinitely close to death.

"It's too dangerous, it's too dangerous."

Galos thought to himself, and his enormous head shook.

He always valued his life, but at the same time, he knew that the danger was worthwhile; the more powerful the skill, the greater the risk it often came with.

The key is to master the timing and degree of use.

At the same time, he concentrated his mind, and the dragon energy condensed and shaped inch by inch, transforming into a three-headed, six-armed form.

Its sharp claws extended, tearing open a spatial passage leading directly to its own treasure vault.

He braced himself against the edge of the passage with one pair of dragon claws, while the other two pairs of dragon claws reached in, grabbing out large quantities of gems, potions, and energy crystals...

Then, the three-headed dragon raised its head and took a deep breath.

call!
The airflow solidified, sweeping up everything around it like a hurricane.

Countless fragments of stone, various elemental energies scattered in the air, and even the dust that had just been blasted were all sucked into the dragon's mouth. Visible air currents even formed in the air, like countless twisting giant pythons.

This is another trait that Galus has developed in this evolution.

The effects are similar to those of a furnace stomach, but are more focused on the respiratory system.

It can efficiently absorb all the energy in the air through deep breathing, whether it is free elements or tiny particles, it will be absorbed and transformed.

Galos named it 'Abyssal Breath Lung'.

He didn't chew; he swallowed it all like a whirlwind.

The gems, potions, and energy crystals entered the stomach and were immediately broken down at an incredible speed by the furnace stomach, turning into a torrent of heat that surged through the limbs and bones.

Soon, the Shining Form ended completely.

A feeling of weakness washed over me like a tidal wave.

However, in that short period of time, Garos's energy recovered a little, and he was out of the brink of death. Although he was still very weak, at least he wouldn't be killed by a random legendary figure.

"Dragon Jade's resurrection ability has been degraded, but the evolved Furnace Stomach and Abyss Breath Lungs, combined with the new undead life characteristics, are in some ways more effective than resurrection."

"Furthermore, I also obtained the Shining Form."

Galos patted his belly.

Looking back, the talent of adaptive evolution, although it occasionally brought him unexpected results and caused some of his traits that he felt were good to degenerate, no matter what the specifics were, the evolved traits were always compatible with him, and even if the process was tortuous, the result was always in the right direction.

Take this time, for example.

The Grand trait and the traits he has evolved can work together to form a completely new combat system.

Undying Life ensures he won't be killed, the Furnace Stomach and Abyss Breath Lungs allow him to quickly recover energy and continuously restore his 'health bar', while the Shining Form gives him the strongest burst of power.

"It's good like this, evolving again and again, constantly changing, until becoming the most perfect ultimate life form."

Garros thought to himself. He had no intention of going down a dead-end path, nor did he have much nostalgia for the resurrection trait.

The path of evolution is inherently a process of constantly giving up and constantly gaining.

Those who cling to the old ways will only be eliminated; only by constantly adapting and changing can one go further.

Then, Galos ate for a while longer, until his stomach felt like it was on fire, and he could even hear the roar of an engine, as if a real furnace was rumbling inside his body, before he finally stopped.

Then, he settled down on the spot, preparing to use sleep to recover from the negative effects caused by the Shining State.

Energy loss is secondary.

Garros will be able to recover quickly now. With his Furnace Stomach and Abyssal Lungs, as long as he has enough food, he can recover most of his energy in a short time.

The key point is that after his body was extremely active in the Shining State, it became 'listless'.

You can only utilize about five or six out of ten points of strength. It feels like a spring that has been stretched for too long and has lost its elasticity. It needs to rest for a while to slowly recover.

Galos closed his eyes in the real world, and his consciousness began to sink.

He passed through darkness and nothingness, through layers of illusion, and then, in his dream, he opened his eyes.

Before me stretched a vast expanse of land and sky.

It was the same familiar meadow, the sun was warm, the breeze was gentle, and wildflowers covered the entire hillside, swaying gently in the wind. In the distance, a stream flowed by, its water tinkling.

But things are a little different here compared to before.

The grassland became even more expansive, stretching as far as the eye could see.

The distant mountains, which had been blurry, became clear, their peaks covered with snow that shimmered silver in the sunlight. Even the wildflowers became vibrant and abundant, lifelike, and you could smell their faint fragrance.

"You've arrived."

Just then, a familiar voice rang out.

A figure flew down from below.

Serol.

She remained in human form, wearing a light green dress, her long hair cascading over her shoulders. Her figure was light and graceful, like a butterfly or a feather, drifting down in front of him.

Then, she snuggled up to him and naturally leaned against him.

Therrol leaned against the dragon's foreleg, her back pressed against its scales, one hand on its paw, and huddled close to its side like a cat that had found a warm stove.

Galos did not dodge.

He used to be.

In the initial dream world, whenever Therol approached, he would keep his distance, maintaining the proper reserve and boundaries between dragons.

But things are different now.

Spending a long time together can change a lot of things.

In their dreams, they watched countless sunrises and sunsets together, talked about countless topics, and spent countless long periods of time together. Gradually, that boundary became blurred.

The relationship between the two has become very close, and there is no need to deliberately keep their distance anymore.

So now, when Serol snuggled up to him, Garros simply shifted his dragon claws slightly to give her more comfortable space.

The dream world you've created has grown even larger.

Galos said, his gaze sweeping around. He could feel the changes in this world; the texture was completely different from before.

Serol raised her head, her eyes curving into two crescent moons.

She asked, "What else did you discover?"

Red Iron Dragon looked around, carefully sensing everything around it.

“It’s not just gotten bigger, it’s become more resilient too.” He paused. “Before, this place gave me a sense of unreality, like a curtain that could be torn apart at any moment, ripped apart with the slightest touch. Now…”

"It feels like a real world now."

"The air has texture, the ground has weight, and even the fragrance of the flowers has become clearer."

Serol laughed even harder.

“Of course,” she said. “Do you think you’re the only one getting stronger?”

She stepped away from the dragon's embrace, twirled in front of him, and her pale green skirt billowed with her movement, tracing a graceful arc in the sunlight like butterfly wings.

"I also went through a deep sleep, and my deep sleep was much more effective than yours."

She stopped, stood in front of him with her hands behind her back, and looked up at him.

"My talent can help you, but it will be most effective if I use it on myself. After all, my talent is about sleep and dreams."

She said cheerfully.

Galos looked at her and asked, "What level are you now?"

Serol blinked, deliberately keeping everyone in suspense.

"you guess?"

Galos thought for a moment: "Thirty-one?"

"Too low."

Thirty-two?

"It's still too low."

Galos's gaze sharpened slightly: "Thirty-three?"

"You got it right!"

Serol's tone was tinged with smugness as she bounced up, her skirt billowing again.

"My current life level has reached level 33. How about that? Pretty impressive, right?"

Galos narrowed his eyes slightly.

Level 33.

He's taller than him.

He had just entered the Grand rank, and according to the level classification, he should be around level 30, while Serol was already level 33.

There's a difference of almost three levels between them.

At the Grand rank level, for a normal dragon, each level requires a long period of time to accumulate.

"You should become Destiny sooner than me."

"Garos said."

Serol nodded and said matter-of-factly, "Of course, I can not only shorten my sleep time, but also make my sleep more efficient. This is my advantage. My growth rate is naturally faster than yours, a combat type."

She paused, then added:
"If you're so good at fighting and your growth rate is faster than mine, then what chance do the other dragons have? You can't have all the good things, right?"

Hong Tielong nodded and said slowly, "It's all earned through sweat and toil, nothing to mention."

Serol was speechless for a moment, then rolled her eyes at him.

"Sweat? It makes it sound like I haven't tried at all."

She shook her head and snuggled up to him again, changing to a more comfortable position. This time she rested her head on his front legs and her head on his paws, gazing at the distant, rolling mountains.

“But to be honest,” she suddenly said, “you truly are the dragon I’ve set my sights on.”

Galos looked down at her and asked, "What do you mean?"

"You just broke through to the Grand Prix, right?"

"Correct."

“That’s level 30,” Serol said. “However, this level is comparable to the Dragon of Destiny for you.”

She continued, "I know that when you were a high-level legendary, you were already on par with the crown rank. No, you could even say that you were able to sweep through the crown rank. So many legendary figures from the southeastern regions besieged you, but they were all wiped out."

Serol looked up and met his eyes.

"There is a significant gap between advanced legendary and grand rank; it's a difference in life level."

"From Grand Rank to Destiny Rank, more accumulation is required, and the difficulty of fighting across levels is greater. But what about you? You fight as a high-level Legendary against Grand Rank, and you are comparable to Destiny Rank when you are Grand Rank. You can always maintain this combat power that is a whole level higher... It sounds like there is no change, but in reality, it is even more outrageous than before."

She reached out and poked his scales.

"Who knows, when you reach the age of thirty, you might be able to directly challenge those immortals."

She lowered her hand and leaned against the dragon scales.

"Perverted, very perverted, extremely perverted. That's the only way I can describe you."

Galos wasn't annoyed and laughed, "Then I'll take your description of you as a compliment."

"Of course it's a compliment."

Serol buried her face in the dragon scales, took a deep breath, and said in a muffled voice, "The dragon I chose is of course the most powerful, otherwise why would I be so devoted to you?"

After she finished speaking, she raised her head again.

As if she had thought of something, Serol's smile faded and her expression became serious.

"By the way, Galos, there's something I need to tell you."

"what?"

Serol said, "You're being targeted. Someone will make a move against you."

Galos looked at her, waiting for her to continue.

Serol carefully chose her words and slowly said, "You know, I like to travel between different dreams. When those intelligent beings sleep, their dreams are like little worlds. I can go in and see what they are thinking."

"This is interesting and useful."

Galos nodded.

He knew that Serol had this ability, and he had heard her tell many stories she had seen in her dreams, some of which were very interesting, some very sad, and some full of absurd imagination.

The key is that she can obtain information about reality from her dreams.

"During the time you were in a deep sleep."

Serol said, "I often travel through different dreams, especially those related to you."

Galos asked, "Dreams related to me? What were they like?"

"Various kinds."

Serol said, “Some dream that you are the savior, helping Atlantis defeat the demons and saving the entire continent, the embodiment of justice; some dream that you are the tyrant, destroying their homes and burning their cities, the symbol of evil; some dream that you are a mythical being, high above and untouchable, like a legendary god.”

"Everyone's dreams are different, but they can all reflect how they perceive you."

"Sometimes, even you can't imagine how they perceive you."

Galos listened quietly.

"Among these dreamers, there is one person who is very special."

Serol paused slightly, then continued, "He is a human Grand rank, level thirty-four."

Thirty-four?
Galos's eyes flickered slightly.

That's a very high level, only one step away from Destiny, or even that it has already touched the threshold of Destiny. The Trinity Crown Varta is at this level.

Do you know who this person is?

“Of course,” Serol said. “I can get a lot of information from dreams. His name is Reinhardt.”

Reinhardt...

Upon hearing this, Hong Tielong narrowed his eyes slightly.

He knew this person.

That happened many years ago.

Reinhardt was once hailed as the Light of Theo. Young and ambitious, he stepped into legend in his youth. Later, under the schemes of the Iron Dragon Sorog, he lost to his own minions, was seriously injured and on the verge of death, and fell from the altar into the mire.

After that, Reinhardt disappeared from public view.

King Theo reported that he was still alive, but there was basically no further news of him.

I never expected to hear that name again from Serol today.

What did he dream about?

"Garos asked."

Serol said, "I've been observing this person for a while now."

"In his dreams, he repeatedly dreamed of you. At first, you were a terrifying sight in his dreams. In his dreams, you were a giant beast that represented destruction, your body burning with blood-red flames, and your eyes like two suns. Every time you appeared, you brought destruction."

"He keeps his distance from you, afraid to get close. Every time he sees you, he turns and runs away until he is exhausted and then wakes up from his dream."

“His dreams were filled with fear and unease, a fear that was almost tangible.”

"But recently, his dream has changed."

Serol's voice became even more serious.

"He starts to face you directly, no longer running away or hiding, but standing there and looking at you."

"Although his body is still trembling and the fear of you still lingers in his dreams, he no longer runs away. In the most recent dream I saw, he even drew his sword at you."

Galos chuckled deeply, his voice booming like thunder.

"It seems I left a deep shadow on him. However, if I hadn't heard that name again, I would have almost forgotten that this person existed."

Serol said, "People who can confront their fears in their dreams are not simple."

"When most people encounter something they fear in their dreams, their first reaction is to run away; they are driven by fear."

"It was instinct, but he overcame that instinct."

“I’ve heard of this Reinhardt before, back in the continent of Aurotara. He’s been to all sorts of dangerous places, as if he deliberately seeks out danger and always survives. He’s not some nobody.”

"There's a reason he can face you in your dreams; you can't treat him like an ordinary human crown."

Galos nodded, seemingly lost in thought.

Is there anything else?

He asked.

“Yes,” Serol said. “I suspect he’s close to breaking through to the Heavenly Mandate.”

Galos's gaze deepened.

"Changes in dreams often mirror reality."

Serol explained, "This is a conclusion I've drawn from observing countless dreams. When a person can overcome fear in a dream, they often achieve breakthroughs in reality as well."

"If he can face you in his dreams and draw his sword at you, it means he is overcoming his fear of you."

"Through my observation of him, I discovered that the only thing standing between him and the level of destiny was his fear."

"That fear is you."

She looked at Garros and said, "This person's life level can be said to be 34.9999, which is truly infinitely close to Destiny. As long as he can overcome his fear of you, he can probably cross that threshold and step into Destiny."

Galos remained silent for a moment.

Then, he slowly said, "I understand."

"Thinking back on it carefully, I may have still harbored some arrogance and conceit deep down at that time, so I didn't delve into whether this person was alive or dead, and gave him a chance to grow."

Back then, he had just become the "Red Emperor" and stepped onto the mainland stage, a time when he was full of vigor and ambition.

A human genius? For him, it was just a minor episode that would pass and be over, but in essence, it left him with a hidden danger, one that could have been resolved in advance.

"Garos, you must never make this mistake again."

He whispered to himself.

Even if a true destiny exists, Garus doesn't have much to fear right now.

He had just entered the Grand rank, and even when he was still weak, he was able to sweep away several Grand rank members, including a quasi-Chosen One. With his trump card, Shining Form, he would not be afraid even if he encountered a true Chosen One.

However, this incident also served as a reminder to him.

What if it's an immortal?

What if an even more powerful being arrives?

Once this unsettling thought surfaced, it was difficult to completely suppress it.

Serol looked at him and said, "Be careful. This person is afraid of you, but he also has a deep obsession. You can see it in his dreams; that obsession is almost etched into the depths of his soul."

“And obsession can sometimes be transformed into incredible power.”

"The more obsessive a person or dragon is, the more extreme they often become."

Galos lowered his head and looked at her.

Her eyes were close enough to see the dragon's mask reflected in his pupils. Then, he raised his dragon claw and gently stroked Serol's hair, touching a strand of it.

"It's ok."

Red Iron Dragon said calmly.

"I also need to sharpen my claws and test my current strength. I need to find an opponent to test my strength. If he can become a Destiny, that would be even better, as he can be my opponent."

"I also want to see who is stronger and weaker, me now or the true destiny."

He retracted his dragon claws and gazed into the distance.

"I hope he can make me happy."

Serol nodded without speaking, and time flowed slowly in the dream.

(End of this chapter)