The Red Dragon's disdain ignited the fury of the White Dragon Tereshi.
"You foolish red-skin with a brain stuffed with muscles, taste the frost!"
The sixteen-meter-long Vicious Beast roared, her dragon wings flapping to stir up a cold wind. Her claws crushed the ground as she suddenly surged forward like a white frost star, charging toward the Red Dragon.
Compared to the nearly adult White Dragon.
The Red Dragon Samantha, at nearly twelve meters, appeared much smaller. Although her proportions were sturdy—not as slender as the White Dragon—she hadn't reached the exaggerated extent of Garros, and overall, she was still inferior.
However, the Young Dragon's arrogance was greater than her strength.
She looked down on the White Dragon from the bottom of her heart, feeling that the other was merely a beast with a superficial appearance. Therefore, she felt no fear and did not call for support from Garros. Instead, she lowered her head, swung her tail, flapped her wings to dash forward, gathered strength in her body, and thundered toward the White Dragon for a collision.
Garros watched this scene quietly, not stopping the fight between the large and small female dragons.
Under his gaze, the red and white dragon shadows collided savagely.
The ground cracked, and a shockwave rippled out.
The white dragon shadow trembled violently and stopped in place, while the Red Dragon shadow was knocked away like a torn sack, rolling hundreds of meters across the ground and carving out a long, scorched trench before stopping.
"Pah!"
She spat out the dirt in her mouth.
The Red Dragon Samantha stood up unsteadily, baring her teeth. A thick, palpable look of anger appeared on her face. Being knocked away in a head-on confrontation by a White Dragon she looked down upon was a great humiliation in her eyes.
Opposite her.
The White Dragon Tereshi, who occupied the advantage, felt comfortable in her heart, like being doused with ice water on a hot day.
"Foolish red-skin, I am Pale Wing, already at the half-step adult stage."
"You should offer the respect of the weak to the strong in my presence!"
The White Dragon Tereshi raised her head and said.
At the same time, she wanted to press the advantage, but catching a glimpse of the silent Red-Iron Dragon, the White Dragon Tereshi felt some wariness and hesitation.
She smelled a similar scent on both the Red Dragon and the Hybrid Dragon, which meant that both were Evil Dragons with a Bloodline bond, perhaps even having grown up and survived together after being exiled; their relationship must be quite good.
"Base White Scale! I will break your bones!"
Provoked by the White Dragon, the Red Dragon became even angrier.
The bright scarlet scales on her body lit up one by one, and visible Alchemy Runes flickered on them, amplifying her defense and strength. Tiny runes also lit up on her sharp claws, providing attributes like armor-piercing and durability.
She flapped her dragon wings, and runes likewise lit up on her wing membranes. Her entire dragon speed surged, and she charged at the White Dragon again.
Opposite, the White Dragon glanced at Garros.
Garros remained indifferent and nodded gently at her, signaling that she did not need to mind him.
The White Dragon Tereshi grinned and turned to meet the Red Dragon.
The two dragons began to fight again, and it was not just savage collisions; both used their skills.
"Ice Armor!"
An ice crystal armor, capable of significantly weakening even Garros's claw strikes, was plated onto the White Dragon's body. The Red Dragon's sharp claws, tempered and strengthened by Alchemy, landed on it, only forming a few cracks but unable to shatter it, instead leaving her own claws feeling cold and numb.
"Let me teach you what Dragon Clan etiquette is!"
Tereshi's right claw, carrying the chill of a thousand-year glacier, struck down.
Samantha barely managed to tilt her head to avoid it, but was struck by the dragon tail that followed closely behind.
"Bang!" The Red Dragon's proud scale armor was as brittle as glass. The defensive Alchemy Runes on it collapsed one by one, the dragon scales cracked and flew off, and her body staggered backward.
The pain made the Red Dragon even angrier.
Her eyes were bloodshot; she roared and lunged at the White Dragon.
However, the rage did not increase the Red Dragon Samantha's strength; instead, she lost her reason due to the rage, and her control over the Alchemy Runes decreased, making her weaker and full of openings.
The White Dragon Tereshi was a great dragon capable of forcing out Garros's Frenzied State.
Her combat experience was far richer than that of the Red Dragon Samantha.
When the Red Dragon became enraged, the White Dragon Tereshi instead began to fight with ease. She was not in a hurry to directly defeat the Red Dragon, but humiliated her as if playing.
Garros watched the battle between the two, still not intervening.
After the Red Dragon Samantha was first exiled and experienced the dangers of the wilderness, her personality had become much more restrained, and her reason could suppress her anger. However, as time passed, her arrogance gradually grew, and she slowly turned back into the personality of a normal Red Dragon—arrogant and conceited—but she did not possess the corresponding strength.
The battle at this moment was controllable under Garros's watch.
It was a good thing for Samantha to get beaten up by the White Dragon she looked down upon.
Garros had never felt noble or proud because of his Bloodline.
He always felt that the strong should not be honored by their Bloodline, but rather the Bloodline should be honored by the strong. Being immersed in the sense of superiority brought by the Bloodline without corresponding strength would sooner or later harm oneself.
A few minutes later.
The Red Dragon's Flame Dragon Breath was forcibly pushed back by the White Dragon's Frost Dragon Breath.
In a moment of danger, the Red Dragon dodged hastily, but was still grazed by the Frost Dragon Breath, which formed a thick layer of frost on her body, making her sluggish.
Immediately after.
The sixteen-meter-long adult White Dragon fully spread her wings, her shadow completely shrouding the Young Dragon.
With one dive, the White Dragon Tereshi suppressed the Red Dragon who couldn't dodge in time beneath her. The Red Dragon tried to struggle but lacked the strength, her body covered in a layer of cold frost, her limbs frozen, and her chest stepped on by the White Dragon.
Until she was completely defeated.
The freezing cold Red Dragon finally sobered up. She turned her head to look at Garros, wanting him to step in and rescue her, but Garros remained indifferent.
"Now, what should you call me?"
The White Dragon's claw tip lightly brushed across Samantha's face mask, and she said.
"White Scale! You base—"
Before the words were finished, Tereshi's long tail curled over and wrapped around the Red Dragon's neck, suddenly tightening, causing her to feel suffocation and pain.
A few seconds later, the White Dragon relaxed her tail and asked again: "What should you call me?"
"White Scale!"
As soon as the words left her mouth, the Red Dragon's neck was wrapped tightly by the tail again, and she began to suffocate.
Ten seconds later, the White Dragon relaxed her tail again and repeated the question to the violently coughing Red Dragon: "What should you call me?"
Samantha was silent.
The White Dragon's body was like a mountain suppressing her, making it difficult for her to get up and resist. The cold was bone-chilling, almost freezing her blood. Before this, she had never imagined that a White Dragon could be so powerful.
"...Ms. White Dragon Tereshi."
The Red Dragon squeezed these words out through her teeth.
Not using honorifics was her last stubbornness.
The White Dragon Tereshi snorted coldly, her expression softening. She released her suppression of the Red Dragon and said: "Young Dragon, be respectful to me in the future. You have no qualification to call me White Scale."
The Red Dragon's chest heaved violently, and the color of her scales dimmed significantly.
The fact of being defeated by White Scale made her feel humiliated and stifled.
At this moment, Garros walked over slowly, his claw tips crushing the ice crystals condensed on the ground, making a crisp, crackling sound.
"Samantha."
The Red-Iron Dragon's voice was low and steady. He said: "Failure is merely a scratch on your dragon scales—" He tapped his tail tip lightly against the Red Dragon's broken scales and said: "What is important is whether you can let this scar temper even harder dragon scales."
"You want to disparage Tereshi as White Scale and call her base? Fine, that is not the problem."
"But, you must at least be stronger than her to have that qualification."
The facts were laid out before her, and Samantha could listen to Garros's words. She became thoughtful.
Although she preferred to use strength to solve problems and did not like to use her brain, the Red Dragon's intelligence was actually very high. Famous, powerful Red Dragons were all both smart and vicious.
After this lesson, Samantha roughly understood what Garros meant.
"Dear brother, I understand."
After speaking, she looked at the White Dragon Tereshi and said bluntly: "Tereshi, I will respect you now and call you White Dragon, and I will not insult you. This premise is established on the basis that you are stronger than me."
"However, your only advantage is age."
"And as time passes, I will surpass you and leave you in the dust."
The White Dragon bared her teeth and retorted unyieldingly: "Poor little dragon, even so, it cannot change the fact that you were once stepped on by me."
Unexpectedly, the Red Dragon Samantha did not get angry.
"You are right; I will keep this in mind."