A Dragon against the Whole World-Chapter 86: Steam Rift, Dragon Sleep

In the rainy valley, a row of needle-leaved pines stood tall, their treetops swaying with the wind and rain.

Galos flapped his wings, descended and returned, standing on a mountain rock slab, then summoned all the Elf Dragons, Red Dragons, and Earth Bears to gather.

Fine silver threads steadily descended.

The Violent Bears were soaked by the rain, their fur wet, while the Elf Dragon hid under the Red Dragon’s wings to avoid the rain. The Red Dragon twisted its body, swished its tail, feeling uncomfortable in the rain.

"I am going to Dragon Sleep."

Galos announced the news, saying, "In the next five years, I may not wake up."

Upon hearing this, Möbel was the first to show loyalty, kneeling down with his butt sticking up, his honest bear face showing a hint of the Jackal-Wolf Folk’s sycophancy.

"My Lord, please rest assured, with me leading the Violent Bear Guard, I won’t allow any creature to disturb your slumber!"

"When you awaken, you will surely sweep across the Sel Wilderness like a storm, forcing countless creatures to submit!"

Other Violent Bears envied Möbel for his skill in flattering Galos.

Ordinary Violent Bears were not good with words; they just knew how to work hard and couldn’t think of flattering words. Thus, they felt Möbel was a genius, very articulate, and his speed and proficiency in kneeling awed them.

After Möbel had knelt for several seconds.

The other Violent Bears finally reacted, following suit by kneeling in front of Galos, expressing their commitment to guard diligently.

Galos, however, did not intend to sleep in the Needleleaf Valley.

If encountering powerful enemies, relying on these Violent Bears, Red Young Dragons, and Elf Dragons would not suffice to stop them. Moreover, the number of creatures gathered here would attract attention, so it was better to find a suitable place for a solitary Dragon Sleep.

"Guard the Needleleaf Valley well."

"When I return awake, I don’t wish to see this place has changed hands."

Galos gave serious instructions and then told the Violent Bears to disperse.

Elf Dragon Vera peeked her small head out from under Samantha’s wing membrane and flew towards Galos.

She flapped her translucent wings, rainwater sliding off her scales: "I can help you find a safe nest! I know there’s a hidden cave east of the needle forest, with an entrance covered by vines, so no one will find it."

"No need, I have my own ideas."

Galos replied.

Samantha also flew over: "Five years, you’re going to sleep for that long? Can’t you make it shorter?"

Last time, during Galos’s seven-day recovery from injury, Samantha felt severe anxiety and a lack of security. This time, it would be five years, and just thinking about it made Samantha feel uneasy and tense.

"Of course not, five years is my conservative estimate."

Galos flicked his tail, splashing some water, telling Samantha: "During my Dragon Sleep, both you and Vera should be careful, stay dormant in the Needleleaf Valley, and don’t wander around unnecessarily."

After a pause, he sternly added.

"Don’t spend all day playing with ants! If when I awake, your alchemy skills are still stagnant......"

He didn’t finish the sentence, leaving some blanks for Samantha to ponder the consequences.

In five years, barring any accidents, the two clans should accumulate some oil reserves, and by then, he would need Samantha to refine the oil with alchemy, striving to enhance its quality.

"As long as you can wake up soon, I promise you won’t be disappointed."

Samantha replied.

Her obedient response made Galos somewhat surprised.

He didn’t delve deeper and turned to look at Elf Dragon Vera.

Galos reminded: "Don’t forget, collect your scale powder daily, and gather it together."

Elf Dragon circled around Galos, saying: "Okay, okay." She blinked, then asked: "Can you play with me while you sleep?"

Galos shook his head.

"I’m asleep, how can I play with you?"

Elf Dragon grinned cheekily: "It’s okay, it’s okay, just allow it, I won’t bother you, I can play myself."

She glanced over Galos’s body, pondering how she might doodle on it or plant flowers and grass to decorate him when the time comes, dressing Galos in a ’cute and beautiful’ manner.

Galos didn’t know Elf Dragon’s specific thoughts.

But this didn’t prevent him from refusing.

"Alright, you can accompany me while I slumber."

He chuckled as he spoke.

"Yay!"

Elf Dragon became excited, extremely delighted.

"But be extra careful not to be killed by me, as I don’t distinguish friend from foe in my dreams."

Galos said lightly.

Elf Dragon’s body stiffened.

She suddenly remembered, Galos has the habit of ’Dream Dragon Slayer’, cannot be approached.

"Uh, let’s forget about that, I’ll go play with Samantha and the Violent Bears, won’t disturb you."

Elf Dragon stuck out her tongue, immediately changed her tune.

After relaying some other instructions to the two Dragons, Galos began to prepare for his Dragon Sleep.

He first went to the cave where the Cliff Snake Dragon’s corpse was placed, extracted its most poisonous heart, then left the cave, soared skyward, disappearing into the dense rain curtain.

A period later.

Galos arrived above an area enshrouded in clouds of rising steam and the smell of sulfur.

This was the Dragon Sleep site he had preselected.

Galos had his foresight, a habit of planning in advance.

While attempting to evolve jet Dragon Wings, using fairy scale powder for quick thinking, he thought of using Dragon Sleep to improve success probability, and later discovered the right place during routine drills and surrounding terrain exploration.

Galos looked down.

Below, the rift resembled a wound on the land split by a giant axe, twisting and stretching into the distance.

The grey-white cliffs were riddled with honeycomb-like holes, continuously spewing out hot steam, which condensed into heavy mist in the cold rain.

Through the thick steam, the ravine’s base faintly revealed dark red lava veins, like blood vessels slowly flowing through the rock fissures, with sulfurous fumes steaming up into the sky.

High heat environments are favorable for Fire Element creatures.

But here, filled with hot, sticky steam, ordinary water element creatures cannot withstand such a scorching environment.

Steam Rift’s harsh environment meant no creatures resided within.

But for Galos, it was just right.

He tucked in his wings, like an arrow from a string, shooting into the dense steam, passing through the high temperature, gradually reaching the rift’s bottom.

Hidden within a steam-spurting rock fissure.

Galos smeared the Snake Dragon Heart’s toxic blood onto his Dragon Wings, eroding them with dense holes, then gritted his teeth to endure the torment of hot steam constantly passing through these holes.

The Dragon Heart Blood’s toxic effect was stronger, and its duration was longer.

Moreover, the steam here was endless, continuously stimulating Galos’s wounds, slowing healing and making poison harder to dispel.

But that’s exactly what he wanted.

The waves of sting came relentlessly.

Sleepiness flooded like the tide.

Galos tried to relax his mind, his eyelids began fluttering, feeling increasingly weary, then slowly closed his eyes, entering Dragon Sleep mode.

In a state of slumber.

The Dragon Race’s aura completely retracts, making it difficult for other creatures to notice, but their awareness of danger doesn’t slacken; instead, it becomes more acute. If a life-threatening danger is sensed, they immediately awaken, interrupting the Dragon Sleep.

The rift settled into peace.

Only the sound of steam surging echoed endlessly.

And amidst the engulfing steam, the Red Iron Dragon lay silently, evolving.

Awaiting the next awakening.

These tempered wings might not need to interact with rainy environments again, able to emit steam, and sway with comet-like trails, transforming into supreme weapons.