Chapter 715 - 421: Platinum Oracle? (Part 3)

Chapter 715: Chapter 421: Platinum Oracle? (Part 3)

She had a proportionally long and agile tail, a pair of dragon eyes lively and bright, sparkling with the light of inquisitiveness and curiosity, her whole body brimming with intense magic energy.

She was none other than Zafiri, the favorite to win from the Fubo Dragon Domain, the Brass Dragon.

As she spoke, her curious gaze landed on the most eye-catching Red Iron Dragon on the field.

"Hello, mighty Red Iron Dragon, I am Zafiri."

The Brass Dragon introduced herself simply, her tone quite friendly.

The Red Iron Dragon was about to give a polite response when the Brass Dragon Zafiri, as if not needing the other to reply, quickly spoke again, questions pouring out like a barrage.

"It’s my first time seeing a Red Iron Dragon in person! A hybrid of a Red Dragon and an Iron Dragon, very rare! Can you tell me, is your father a Red Dragon? Or is your mother a Red Dragon?"

"Oh, by the way, in the Dragon’s Legacy, it’s said that relationships among Evil Dragons are generally poor."

"Is that true? What’s your relationship like with your parents? Did they provide any protection or guidance during your growth?"

She paused for a breath, her eyes bright, continuing to ask: "You indeed have traces of both Red Dragon and Iron Dragon forms, but there are also many special structures I’ve never seen before."

"Is this a natural mutation from being mixed-blood? Or did you awaken some kind of strange yet powerful unique talent on your own?"

"Wow! And these... these dense scars and battle scar patterns on you, varying in depth, old and new interwoven, you’ve certainly experienced many intense battles, haven’t you?"

"Could you tell me about your past? Like where were you born? How did you grow up?"

"And how did you get to know Deborah, Nasha, and Alberto, these Metal Dragons? Did you have a fight due to different factions when you first met?"

The Brass Dragon’s thoughts jumped erratically, her speech was extremely fast, throwing out a barrage of questions about privacy, lineage, and experience at once.

Galos listened to this seemingly seamless string of questions, momentarily at a loss, unsure where to start answering or whether to answer at all.

He realized personally why the Legacy mentioned it was best not to deal with Brass Dragons.

Just as Galos was silent, the Brass Dragon took a deep breath, her chest slightly rising as if about to speak again and continue her relentless questioning.

Galos preemptively raised a Dragon Claw, interrupting her building words.

"You can ask Alberto about these questions, he knows me quite well, and I see you seem to know each other already."

Zafiri blinked, thinking this suggestion was good.

She immediately nodded, then with a joyful expression, she looked at the Golden Dragon Alberto, who was trying to sneak away, and chased him down, incessantly asking: "Alberto! Quickly tell me! How did you meet? What happened the first time you met? The Red Iron Dragon is so powerful, is there any special secret?..."

Alberto looked dazed and confused.

Meanwhile.

High above, on a cloud away from the noisy dragon group below.

The Bronze Dragon Siano narrowed his eyes slightly, quietly gazing at the Red Iron Dragon below, surrounded by several Metal Dragons.

Seeing the originally noble Metal Dragons, now amicably conversing with a dragon who had just tarnished the Metal Dragons’ honor in battle, Siano’s brow furrowed deeply.

A surge of uncontrollable disgust and displeasure welled up in his heart.

However, the other party did indeed win fair and square, using pure strength without any deceitful tricks, and this competition was jointly guaranteed by Ovis and several Legendary Elders, whose positions and identities were very high, not the lowest level of Legendary.

Although Siano was extremely unhappy and disgusted internally, he was not foolish and had his pride.

He had no intention of using his Legendary status to directly target this young Red Iron Dragon.

In Siano’s view, even if he were to make a move, he would at least wait until the other party also stepped into the Legendary Domain to have a fair duel.

But just as he suppressed his inner displeasure and prepared to look away.

A dignified and divine whisper, accompanied by a vast pressure, resonated in Siano’s heart.

"Siano Sheffield, my child."

It did not travel through the air but resonated directly in his soul, causing Siano’s Dragon Essence to tremble involuntarily.

Siano’s gaze instantly became extremely solemn.

He scanned around, his Long Wei hidden, his sharp gaze sweeping over the surrounding space and other Giant Dragons, but found them unaffected, still immersed in the various emotions after the competition concluded.

It seemed only he could hear.

The holy and dignified voice continued to flow in his heart.

"I watch over the land that bears my blood and hopes, watching over those who have inherited my glory and vows."

"However, under the light, shadows grow, the weight of the oaths is being forgotten."

"When strength is blindly worshipped, when victory covers up the essence of evil, when my children begin to associate with evil, even celebrating it... the foundation of order has shown cracks."

This voice remained steady, yet contained an indescribable disappointment.