Steel as scales, flames forging my bones. The blood of Red Dragons and Iron Dragons intertwines within me, merging into a dazzling new lifeform. Fire and steel are my innate gifts, but adaptation a...
Chapter 86 The God's 'Blessing'
The warlord's skill lies primarily in strengthening the soldiers under his command. He dislikes personally facing danger, even though he himself is far stronger than ordinary soldiers.
That's perfectly understandable.
Although there is a suspicion of fear of death, its role in the rear is indeed more significant than that of going directly to the front.
at the same time
Faced with a group of gnoll warriors charging at him, the Corrupted Claw Priest showed a look of shock and anger, slamming his bone staff heavily on the ground.
"Those who turn away from God will suffer eternal wounds!"
Black blood seeped out from its seven orifices, turning into numerous curse marks that landed on the gnoll warriors, causing their fur to fall off and sores to grow all over their bodies.
But these berserk warriors were not afraid of pain, and weakness could not stop their advance.
They surged up like a tide.
The first gnoll to pounce touched the corner of the priest's robe and stretched out its head to bite the priest's neck, but the gnoll guards grabbed the neck even faster and snapped it off with a snap.
More claws followed, but they still couldn't break through the jackal guards' defenses in a short time.
The two Jackal Guards were originally the most valiant warriors, and after being strengthened by a ritual, they became even more powerful.
Once they entered battle mode, their bodies swelled, reaching a height of three meters, making them even larger and more ferocious than the gnoll warriors who had undergone the Overseer's berserk transformation.
The Jackal Guards remained silent and repelled each of their own kind who attacked them.
The sharp blades and claws struck, tearing at fur and skin, leaving bloody marks, but they regenerated in the blink of an eye. They were like two unkillable monsters, holding back the wave of berserk gnolls.
Protected by the jackal guards, the priest fought and retreated, brandishing his bone staff and rapidly chanting prayers as he prepared his spell.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two dragon scales spun through the rain, landing precisely on the Jackal Guards. The burst of flames blasted them away, shattering them into pieces and interrupting the priest's incantation.
Take this opportunity.
The berserk gnoll warriors swarmed forward, surrounding the priest and tearing him apart with a flurry of blows and claws.
The physically weak priest, having lost his guards and being approached, had little power to resist, and his dying prayers to the gods went unanswered and unprotected.
Galos watched this scene silently.
The perception of the gods is spread across countless worlds, making it impossible to perceive everything.
Unless it is a very important top priest, they will not care too much about it, and will not carefully investigate the cause of death or track down the murderer. Under normal circumstances, they will just casually curse the creature that killed the priest, and that is only a small probability.
"I wonder what it feels like to be cursed by a god."
Recently, Garos felt that his 'Blessing of Fire' was gradually becoming less effective, its weakening effect on his fire resistance was becoming more sluggish, and its improvement on his fire resistance was also becoming slower.
The reason for this is...
Galos believed it was because his curse resistance was also increasing, gradually causing it to become ineffective.
He thought to himself, if he deliberately angered the gods and hunted down their priests, he would receive their curse.
Could it also evolve into a different kind of 'blessing'?
This blessing must be thousands of times more powerful than the blessing from the serpent dragon.
But this is just wishful thinking.
The danger is too high; the curse of the gods might kill him instantly, giving him no chance to adapt.
Sudden.
Galos narrowed his eyes and looked to his right.
With a rustling sound, the broken pieces of limbs attracted each other and came together in a ball.
Under Garros's watchful gaze, the two Jackal Guards, who had been blown to pieces, stood up again.
Their bodies were covered in charred, bloody marks and cracks like broken porcelain, but no matter the injury, they were healing and stitching up at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"Such powerful regeneration."
Galos shook the dragon scales all over his body.
He was curious: how many blast scales would it take to completely kill the two Jackal Guards, or to chop them into mincemeat with the Dragonwing Blade, and could they regenerate?
How resilient can these monsters, transformed through sacrifices to the gods, be?
The Jackal Guard was taciturn, his body covered in fleshy buds that churned like tiny insects.
He turned his head and fixed his gaze on the dragon that had attacked and injured him earlier.
They showed no fear; their broken, healing, and regenerating bodies began to move, and then they strode forward with great speed, running towards Garus.
“Hate has been drawn to me.”
Galos stared at the two Jackal Guards, but did not take to the air.
He slowly shook his dragon wings, the sharp wing bones like guillotines emitting a cold, chilling light in the drizzle. Raindrops that touched them were first split in two, then shattered into pieces.
"stop!"
With his eyes fixed on the Jackal Guards who were about to attack Garos, the Bloodfang Overseer roared.
"The priest is dead. As the leader of the Red-Eyed Clan, I command you! Submit to the Dragon Lord!"
As the two Jackal Guards ran, they suddenly collapsed and knelt before Garos, remaining silent and expressionless, like two statues.
“Lord Dragon, with the priest dead, the Jackal Guards will remain loyal to the clan leader.”
"They are now your subjects, your servants, please spare their lives."
The Bloodfang Overseer looked at Galos, his fierce expression immediately turning into a fawning one.
The speed at which they changed their expressions was astonishing.
Are you teaching me how to do things?
"Garos said."
Please forgive my unintentional overstepping of bounds.
"Bloodfang Overseer said hastily."
Galos looked at the Jackal Guards kneeling on the ground.
The Jackal Guards are more loyal to their clan leader, the Bloodfang Overseer. When the Bloodfang Overseer commands them to submit to Garros, they kneel in silence. If they are ordered to attack Garros, they will do so immediately.
This is typical.
The subordinates of my subordinates are not my subordinates.
Among dragons' families, dragons are more concerned with and control the family leader than all other family members. Even adult dragons with enough essence and blood to master the dragon vein transformation skill can only transform the leader into a dragon vein creature to gain absolute loyalty.
As for the relatives of the leader.
They are better managed by leaders, while dragons are responsible for managing and driving leaders.
certainly.
The Jackal Guards are an exception.
They are monsters created by priests, without their own minds, like puppets on strings, even less intelligent than the ferocious beasts and monsters of the wilderness. They only know how to obey the commands of their creators, and when their creators, the priests, die, they will unconditionally obey the commands of the clan leaders.
Ordinary members of the family knew that the Dragon Lord was a higher-ranking and more powerful being than their leader.
Even if the leader gives an order to disobey, they often don't have the guts.
For example, the gnolls here.
They are closer to the Bloodfang Overseer, but if the Bloodfang Overseer were to order them to besiege Garros at this moment, no gnolls would respond. After all, they are intelligent beings, and even if they rarely think for themselves, they still understand the basic principles of seeking advantage and avoiding harm, and they will not do anything that leads to their death.
The two jackal guards knelt down and stopped.
Let them go?
Let's forget about it.
Ultimately, they are two unstable factors, and there is no need to keep them.
Galos stepped forward with a steady pace, then suddenly raised his dragon claw and slapped it at the Jackal Guards.
Pfft! Pfft!
Under his terrifying and powerful strength, the two jackal guards who had no way to dodge or defend were instantly turned into radial pieces of minced meat by his claw.
To Galos's surprise,
These bits of flesh were still wriggling, trying to coalesce into a humanoid shape.
"Such a strong life force."
"These are just two low-ranking Jackal Guards."
"If it's the legendary Evil Dragon Guard, and it's reached the level of an ancient dragon, who could defeat it?"
Garos was somewhat wary, so he immediately unleashed a blazing dragon's breath, engulfing the jackal guards who had just formed a rough outline, turning them into lifeless ashes, and finally killing them completely.
The Bloodfang Warlord watched this scene with a heavy heart, though heartbroken by the deaths of the two Jackal Guards, but he did not stop it.
Garus ignored its advice and brutally killed the Jackal Guard.
This did not displease the Bloodfang Overseer; on the contrary, it made him even more enamored.
Look, how domineering, how powerful, how formidable the dragon lord is! Only a dragon like this is worthy of my loyalty and following!
The Bloodfang Overseer's tail was about to break off.
Gnolls are creatures that always fear power but not virtue.
They like the "domineering CEO" style of dragons.
If Garos listens to it and lets the Jackal Guards go, it will only make the Bloodfang Overseer think Garos is easy to talk to, and he will then make more unintentional oversteppings to test its limits.
This is their nature, and even if they are transformed by dragon veins to gain absolute loyalty, they cannot escape it.
Loyalty does not mean they do not want a higher status or more benefits.
In his previous life, Galos owned a dog, a golden-white Border Collie. It always liked to play tricks and test its owner's limits, unaware that all its little schemes were seen through.
The jackals are the same.
Galos knew exactly how to deter these monster clans that were rooted in the wilderness.
(End of this chapter)