The Mighty Dragons Are Dead

Nothing went as planned.

Another dragon battle unknown to the world slowly drew to a close.

The severely injured Grey Iron Dragon could no longer control its body, and shook as it slid down towards the sea, its body covered with countless wounds.

No one could provide it with supplies.

Compared to Liszt constantly feeding the Formless Dragon magic potions, its treatment was miserable, and the outcome was also dreadful. When it crashed into the sea surface, the Grey Iron Dragon could no longer struggle; it was helplessly bound by the seawater that Ach controlled and emitted feeble, breathless sounds.

"It really wasn't easy," Liszt casually tossed a few magic potions into the Formless Dragon's mouth, then let Bard grab the tail of the Grey Iron Dragon to pull it up.

They flew towards a few nearby rocky islands.

Thud!

The massive body of the Grey Iron Dragon was thrown onto the rocks, shallowly soaking in the seawater, with a water tornado controlled by Ach still wrapped around it to prevent it from suddenly lashing out—an injury to humans from a dragon was possible under any circumstances; a moment of weakness might just be accumulating power for the next surge.

"Oh-ho!"

Little Fire Dragon Leo landed on another rock with a magnificent presence, very proud of the final deadly blow he dealt to the Grey Iron Dragon.

With a naturally combative nature, the Fire Dragon felt incredibly proud of defeating the adult Grey Iron Dragon, larger in size than itself.

"Woah!"

The Formless Dragon was the proudest of all, with the consecutive dragon battles won thanks to its innate abilities. However, it didn't show off like Leo, but quietly stayed by Liszt's side, watching as Liszt jumped onto the Grey Iron Dragon, plotting against this dragon of steel.

Ach smiled slightly, also delighted to have retained the Grey Iron Dragon, as the nixie too loved dragons—the more dragons by Liszt's side, the happier she was.

As for Liszt himself.

He was following the iron scales, moving towards the position of the Dragon Tooth Platform on the Grey Iron Dragon. Now that the Grey Iron Dragon was completely defeated and bound, what followed was naturally to forcefully ride it, making the Grey Iron Dragon his fourth dragon, adding iron ore resources to his territory.

The value of iron ore was not much less than gold or silver, especially important for the nation.

Moreover, the combat power of an adult Iron Dragon was something Liszt urgently needed. Once he had the Iron Dragon, he could confront dragon battles head-on, rather than relying on the young Formless Dragon and Fire Dragon to sneak attacks bit by bit.

"Eh?"

Just as he reached the back of the Grey Iron Dragon, he suddenly noticed several raised scales; from the gaps, he could see a person lying inside. He couldn't help but pry open those scales, only then clearly seeing the person inside, dressed in gorgeous armor, motionless.

Their complexion was blue, lips purple, with only a slight breath remaining.

"This person must be Duke of Grey Iron Piero Grey Mouth Iron, right?" Liszt pulled the other up, checking his breath, as if seeing a pile of dragon coins beckoning to him.

Capturing a Duke, that ransom—unless someone brought a Dragon Elf, they couldn't think about redeeming him back!

Seizing the unconscious Duke Piero, Liszt locked him up with Dou Qi restraining shackles, and threw him at Ach's feet, "Ach, take care of him, this is a big shot who can be exchanged for a Dragon Elf."

"Dragon Elf? Great!" Ach cheered. She had long wanted to study Dragon Elves.

Piero was just an accident.

Liszt continued to climb the body of the Grey Iron Dragon, finding the position of the Dragon Tooth Platform, but it was surrounded by iron scales, tightly sealed, and absolutely impossible to open.

Liszt couldn't help but walk over to the head of the Grey Iron Dragon, looking down from a height at the unwilling eyes of the Grey Iron Dragon, "Grey Iron Dragon, I speak Wind Language, you should understand, open the Dragon Tooth Platform, become my dragon!"

Humph!

The Grey Iron Dragon puffed out a blast of hot air from his nostrils, responding with a disdainful expression.

"Do you want me to kill you?" Liszt glared and questioned fiercely, not expecting that the Grey Iron Dragon, even at this juncture, still wouldn't submit, instead showing nothing but disdain for him.

"Roar!"

The Grey Iron Dragon let out a roar as if it were declaring its refusal to submit to death.

Liszt tried questioning and negotiating multiple times but couldn't change its stance; it absolutely wouldn't open up the Dragon Tooth Platform. Frustrated, he walked over to the platform and tried to forcibly cut the scales to mount it. However, the scales near the Dragon Tooth Platform were too hard; sparks flew as the Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword scratched against them without creating even a notch.

After struggling for a long while, the sky gradually darkened.

He still couldn't open the scales of the Dragon Tooth Platform.

He then called Bard and Leo to come and tear at it, the scales were torn bloody, but they still couldn't find the closed Dragon Tooth Platform. The Grey Iron Dragon's eyes were filled with a resolute will, a silent determination to die rather than submit. And with a deep hostility, it let the blood flow and death approach.

Dragons are proud by nature; seldom do they submit to being conquered.

The Grey Iron Dragon was no exception, and from its eyes, Liszt read the impossibility of the situation. To forcefully conquer it, unless it was knocked unconscious, but the willpower of the Grey Iron Dragon was astounding. Even if he really managed to mount it, the Mind Battle would be hard to win against a dragon resolved to die.

Silently, a quarter of an hour passed.

"Grey Iron Dragon, I admire your perseverance, but do you really think I can't make you submit and become my dragon?" he stared directly into the cold eyes of the Grey Iron Dragon, "I was only trying to save some resources, but now, I've decided to spend resources on you!"

As he spoke,

he took out a rainbow-colored fruit from his Space Ring: "You're worth a Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit... Leo, Bard, pry open the mouth of the Grey Iron Dragon!"

"Whirrya!" The Formless Dragon glanced at Liszt, its eyes full of profound meaning—it had once witnessed Liszt wrap a Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit in roasted beef and bring it to its mouth.

Leo looked at the Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit as if having a sense of déjà vu. However, he didn't think deeply about it, excitedly joining Bard under the promise of a double dose of Magic Potion for three months, they forcibly pried open the clamped jaws of the Grey Iron Dragon.

Liszt acted swiftly, and the fruit dropped.

A Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit slipped down into the throat of the Grey Iron Dragon.

Then he instructed Bard and Leo to close the Grey Iron Dragon's mouth, preventing it from spitting out the Bewildering Dragon Mind Fruit. After waiting for a moment, the eyelids of the Grey Iron Dragon began to droop, and then its gaze gradually became dazed—it was a sign of falling asleep. Soon after, the once defiant Grey Iron Dragon shut its eyes and began to snore heavily.

At its neck where it joined the body, a few bloody steel scales slowly relaxed, revealing the concealed Dragon Tooth Platform.

In the pitch-black night, the stars blinked.

Liszt's calm heart quickly heated up, he stepped into the deep crevices of the Dragon Tooth Platform and sat down.

Boom!

In that moment, the world changed.

He entered the mental world of the Grey Iron Dragon, a very peculiar place. It resembled a smithy, but with a volcano as a forge and rocky mountains as an anvil. A young Iron Dragon wielded a massive iron hammer, pounding on a red-hot iron block; opposite the dragon, a tall knight, brandishing a small hammer to give direction.

Clang!

The small hammer hit the anvil.

Boom!

The large hammer struck the red-hot iron block.

But this scene didn't last long; with Liszt's arrival, the young dragon collapsed to the ground, ensnared by a rainbow chain. The knight opposite suddenly turned around, a well-featured, middle-aged man now glaring coldly at Liszt.

With a clang, he drew the Knight's Longsword he was carrying.

Just as he was about to attack, he suddenly found himself entwined in rainbow chains, binding all his movements; he could only watch as Liszt, forming a smoky, fiery red Dragon Bone Longsword, leisurely walked towards him.

"The Mind Branding of the First Dragon Knight?" Liszt chuckled.

He swung the Fire Attribute Ice Soul Dragon-Slaying Sword without hesitation, slicing down; splash! The First Dragon Knight was cut into two from one stroke.