Chapter 770: The Legalized Disaster Zone

The dragon ship soon turned away from [Vyrmgrave Planet] and flew back toward the ancient dragon fortress hub.

Behind them, the destroyed Dragon Slayer base slowly disappeared into the dark sea of stars.

Garion stood near the front of the ship, staring at the massive fortress in the distance.

The ancient dragon hub looked even more enormous up close, with countless broken stars orbiting around it and several divine dragon islands floating near its core.

Garion grinned and turned toward the God Gym group. "Alright, everyone. Let’s start building, shall we?"

Dahlia’s eyes immediately lit up. "Oh? Already?"

Garion nodded proudly and raised one hand dramatically. "Of course. The name will be... [Divine Dragon God Gym Island]."

Atlas stared at him.

[That sounds like you just threw every important word together.]

Garion ignored him. "It sounds powerful."

Rachel smiled helplessly. "It does sound very much like you."

The Dragon Gods nearby exchanged glances.

Varkhor stepped forward. "Do you need our help constructing it?"

Abyron nodded. "If this branch is meant for dragons as well, we can provide materials and formation masters."

Selkhara added calmly, "The island is ancient. Some areas may still contain old dragon clan relics and sealed formations."

Garion waved his hand. "No need for now."

The Dragon Gods looked at him.

Garion pointed toward the island. "First, can you remove anything that belongs to your clans? Relics, old bones, sealed stuff, private treasures, whatever. I’m going to renovate the whole place."

His grin became slightly dangerous. "And when I renovate, I’ll remove anything I don’t need. So please take away anything important before I accidentally turn it into gym flooring."

Aurelion’s eye twitched. "You would turn ancient dragon relics into flooring?"

Garion shrugged. "Depends how durable they are."

Atlas sighed.

[Unfortunately, he is not joking.]

Varkhor stared at Garion for a moment before nodding. "Understood. We will handle it."

Verdroth chuckled. "It is better to clear the island properly before letting him touch it."

Nyxvar’s quiet voice followed. "Give us one day."

Garion smiled happily. "Good. One day it is."

He turned back toward the floating island, eyes already shining with plans. "After that, we build."

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The Dragon Gods worked far more efficiently than Garion had expected.

They didn’t just send a few subordinates to clear the island. Instead, they practically summoned their entire clans.

Within only a few hours, the area around the ancient dragon fortress hub was filled with millions of enormous dragons.

Massive dragons of different clans flew through space, circling the island like rivers of living scales.

Even Garion had to pause for a moment when he saw the scene. "Damn..."

Rachel stood beside him, her pink-gold eyes watching countless giant dragons work like an army of divine movers. "This is quite impressive."

Atlas crossed his tiny arms.

[This is what happens when seven Dragon God clans take something seriously.]

Dahlia’s eyes sparkled as she watched the massive dragons fly back and forth. "Hehe. So many dragons."

Garion glanced at her. "Don’t start picking fights."

Dahlia smiled innocently. "I wasn’t."

Atlas stared at her.

[That smile means she absolutely was.]

After one full day, the island was finally cleared.

Varkhor returned with the other Dragon Gods and nodded toward Garion. "It is finished. Everything belonging to our clans has been removed. You may do as you wish with the island now."

Garion looked toward the empty floating island.

It was still enormous, ancient, and filled with raw dragon energy, but now it was clean enough for him to completely rebuild.

His grin slowly widened. "Good. We can start."

He turned toward Atlas with a knowing look.

Atlas immediately understood what he meant and raised both tiny hands.

Blue-white system light erupted from his body, rapidly spreading outward until it formed a massive barrier around the entire island.

The barrier covered everything like a gigantic blue-white dome, completely blocking all outside vision and perception.

Even the Dragon Gods could no longer see what was happening inside.

Aurelion’s eyes narrowed. "This barrier can block even our sight?"

Atlas calmly replied.

[Naturally. Construction privacy is important.]

Garion grinned. "Come back in one week. It should be finished by then."

The Dragon Gods immediately looked at him.

Abyron frowned slightly. "One week?"

Selkhara’s eyes showed rare surprise. "For an island of that size?"

Garion laughed loudly. "Hahaha! Who do you think I am?"

The Dragon Gods stared at him silently for a moment before Varkhor finally nodded. "Very well. We will wait one week."

Once the Dragon Gods left, Garion turned toward the others inside the barrier. "Okay, let’s go."

Atlas opened several construction panels in the air.

[What style are we building this branch in? Standard God Gym layout? Divine fortress layout? Dragon palace layout?]

Garion immediately shook his head. "None of those."

Atlas paused.

Garion pointed toward the huge empty island. "This place is for dragons to train. Not just normal dragons either. Even Dragon Gods will eventually train here."

His grin turned wild. "So of course we need to build it to the extreme."

Rachel smiled softly. "Extreme how?"

Garion’s eyes gleamed. "The craziest, harshest, most ridiculous dragon training island possible."

Atlas slowly turned toward him.

[I should have expected that.]

Garion looked at Dahlia. "Dahlia, showcase all your disasters for Atlas. Black hole, flame, tsunami, storm, everything. I want him to use them as references."

Dahlia’s grin widened instantly. "Oh? You want me to go wild?"

Garion nodded. "Within reason."

Dahlia laughed. "That sounds boring, but okay."

Atlas looked nervous.

[Please define ’within reason’ before she misunderstands.]

Garion ignored him and looked toward the others. "Rachel, handle the recovery and safety areas."

Rachel nodded. "Of course."

Garion turned again. "Arden, divine gardens and life-support zones."

Arden sighed softly. "Understood."

His gaze shifted once more. "Mersha, supplement labs and poison-resistance areas. Don’t make them too deadly."

Mersha giggled. "Hehehe... define too deadly."

Garion ignored that and continued. "Valtor, handle the volcano and brute-force zones. Seira, take care of the frozen endurance zones. Everyone else, help Atlas with whatever he needs."

The God Gym members immediately began moving.

Atlas stared at the empty island, then at Garion.

[You realize this is going to become less of a gym and more of a legalized disaster zone, right?]

Garion grinned. "Exactly."

He raised one hand toward the island. "Let’s build the ultimate dragon training ground."