A Dragon against the Whole World

Chapter 512: Chapter 359: Madness Ignites, Wild Red Iron Dragon

The thick leaden clouds hung low, as if within reach, while the icy wind and rain pattered unceasingly.

The pea-sized raindrops struck the dragon’s steel-like scales, shattering upon impact and turning into finer steam that rose and spread along the dragon’s contour due to the high temperature.

Gorsas had already been tightly restrained by the King of Molten Iron’s iron-like claws.

At first, he was still frantically struggling and twisting, his mouth continuously bursting with roars and howls filled with unwillingness and fury. However, when all resistance became meaningless, his anger began to slowly dissipate, and the dense blood-red color in his eyes gradually faded away.

He ceased his futile struggle.

He lifted his massive head, staring directly into the deep Dragon Eyes of the Red Iron Dragon, his eyes showing no acceptance of death or fear, instead bursting with even fiercer hatred, cursing, ”Damn bastard! My bloodline flows within you! Your power, your existence, all come because of me!”

”And now you turn against your own source to commit patricide! Ungrateful wretch!”

The Red Iron Dragon merely tilted its head slightly, listening in silence, its massive body unmoving in the wind and rain, a calmness that was heart-aching.

At this moment, Gorsas’s voice abruptly paused.

On his ferocious dragon face, a sycophantic and fawning smile appeared as if by conjuring magic, and his tone became exceedingly gentle.

”Dear son, just now... I was too excited and said some nonsense.”

He said, ”Ungrateful? This is exactly the virtue of our Evil Dragon race! You’ve done well, exceptionally well!”

”Considering the blood bond between father and son, spare me and we can reconcile, from now on each in our own domain, what do you say?”

”This wilderness, in the future, could be ruled by us father and son together!”

The Red Iron Dragon remained silent.

Gorsas’s smile froze, then melted away like snow, his expression suddenly turning so dark it seemed to drip water, his tone once again shifting sharply.

”You little bastard! Do you want to hear me groveling, begging for mercy in tears?”

”Haha! Did my earlier soft words make you feel smug? No! That was merely a whim, playing with you!” His eyes regained their fierce intensity.

”Don’t think for a moment that you have won!”

”I swear! Even if I, Gorsas, fall into the deepest pits of Hell, I will climb back! We father and son are destined to meet again one day!”

”By then, I will not only personally snap your neck! I will listen to your cries of agony as I devour you piece by piece, making you feel endless pain!”

”.......”

Having been defeated by his own offspring, ending up in such a tragic state filled Gorsas’s heart with intense unwillingness and humiliation.

He alternately begged pitifully for mercy, launched into enraged tirades, and spewed vicious threats, clearly remaining in a state of mental turmoil and madness.

Galos maintained silence from beginning to end.

But in reality, he was not deliberately maintaining this demeanor.

His heart at the moment was being consumed, occupied by a surging flame.

This was not a tangible flame, but a fierce, spontaneously combusted anger.

This anger contained indescribable violence and madness, casting an indelible blood-red hue over the edge of his vision, making the descending rain seem like sticky blood rain.

In the depths of his ears, countless fragments of whispering temptations seemed to be continually resounding.

The whispers urged him to slaughter, to destroy.

They encouraged him to fully unleash his most primal fury, tearing everything before him into pieces.

From the onset of Gorsas’s rage, Galos had been inevitably influenced by his fury, combined with the intense combat process, leaving him no time or space to stabilize his mind or dispel this negative influence.

As time went by, the suppressed anger within him did not subside but instead surged even more violently like fuel continually being added, temporarily suppressed and hidden by his strong willpower beneath an outwardly calm expression.

This deep-seated spiritual erosion was certainly not within a Wild Dragon’s skillset.

Undoubtedly, it was a result of the madness-inducing flame.

In fact, it was precisely the disturbance caused by this madness-inducing flame on the attackers’ minds that led to the disarray of their originally tight entrapment formation, making them fight independently. Otherwise, the process of killing Gorsas should have been much easier by uniting everyone’s strength.

”Why do I feel such uncontrollable rage?”

Galos struggled to focus his remnants of reason, trying to calm his inner turbulence and violence.

He simultaneously lowered his head, examining his battered dragon body.

His body was stained with a large amount of blood, some from his own deep wounds reaching the bone, and some belonging to Gorsas. Those scalding Dragon Blood flowed with the rainwater, seemingly merging with his body through his wounds.

”The madness-inducing flame... has it transferred to me through Gorsas’s blood?”

The Red Iron Dragon felt something within him.

He vaguely sensed it.

With every close contact with Gorsas, especially when stained with the other’s Dragon Blood, the negative impact of this madness-inducing flame kept deepening, like a malignant growth.

He couldn’t tell from when.

His pair of Dragon Eyes had also turned blood-red, indistinguishable from those of Gorsas.

The flames of madness in his heart were fiercely burning, growing stronger and continuously clashing against the dam of reason.