Chapter 101 The Right to the First Night, Lightning Evolution, Stone Giant
Within the Xiaoyue clan.
Galos summoned Chief Russell, told him about the copper mine, and put him in charge of the mining. He then instructed him to start preparing to contact and communicate with the Nick Caravan to rebuild the supply route, and gave him many other instructions.
The next wave of transactions will include black oil.
Galus allows his kin to profit for themselves, but only on the condition that it does not affect his acquisition of black oil.
This can stimulate the enthusiasm of the kin themselves. They follow Garus for a better life and a brighter future. Garus is not an evil dragon. As long as they do well, he will give them opportunities.
in addition.
If only black oil is used, the behavior will appear abnormal.
The planet Bernardo has many large black oil fields, so its black oil reserves are very rich. However, this does not mean that black oil is a resource that can be obtained at will, nor does it mean that anyone can use black oil.
No country would complain about having too much black oil.
It is mainly used to power large alchemical tools such as alchemical golems, and is a strategic resource, so it is subject to certain controls.
Although there are official channels to purchase them, they are all limited in quantity.
Merchants traveling in the wilderness of Sel.
They often conduct private transactions with local oilfield garrisons to transport black oil to southern countries, and then resell it to small countries that need black oil but do not have enough resources on their own.
They purchased black oil from the southern countries and then transported it to the Serbian wilderness.
This behavior is a bit strange.
Why would a monster clan in the wilderness crave black oil? And why would they have such a continuous and large demand? If this were discovered by someone with ulterior motives, it would likely lead to unnecessary trouble.
"Dragon Lord, please accept this."
Russell presented a communication stone.
"These are things brought back by the caravan last time."
"Through this, you can give us instructions remotely when it is inconvenient for you to come in person."
It also thoughtfully, but unnecessarily, offered Galos a brief explanation.
"Next time, have the caravan bring more communication stones."
Galos accepted the communication stone and said.
flapping his wings, he carried buckets of black oil wrapped in iron netting, ready to take off.
Just then, Frostfang returned. When Russell saw his daughter approaching, he thought of the records of dragons' habits in the clan's ancient texts. He hesitated for a moment, then called out to Garros, "Wait, Dragon Lord, please wait a moment."
Galos looked down at Russell.
"Is there anything else?"
Russell pulled Frostfang to his side and, under Garos's questioning gaze, whispered, "Your Highness, to celebrate your return, Frostfang will offer her virginity to serve you."
"If you are not satisfied, you can choose any of the young werewolves in the Howling Moon Clan."
Galos opened his eyes wide.
As a young dragon, he didn't quite understand Russell's thought process at that moment.
Frosttooth stood obediently beside its father, showing no anger or dissatisfaction, but rather a hint of expectation in its eyes.
Galos stared intently at the young female werewolf.
With glossy fur, white teeth, bright and clear eyes, fine downy hairs on its erect ears, long tail and limbs, and a perfectly proportioned body, it was a beautiful female werewolf.
Dragons have eyes that can see the beauty of all things.
Galos naturally appreciated the beauty of Frosttooth.
But he still didn't understand why Russell suddenly said that.
"Did I unintentionally reveal my lecherous side?"
Galos thought carefully but couldn't recall ever behaving that way, so he directly asked Russell why he had such thoughts.
Russell stammered, and finally, under Garros's gaze, he said somewhat hesitantly, "Our clan's records state that male dragon lords will demand that female members of their clan offer up their virginity."
"In order to increase your regard and goodwill towards the Howling Moon Clan, I thought I would offer it to you proactively without waiting for you to ask."
Galos fell silent.
It's really not Russell's fault for having a bad idea.
Because their clan's records are correct.
Evil dragon lords like the Red Dragon do indeed enjoy doing this: promiscuity, debauchery, directly fathering dragon offspring with their clans, and then using these dragon offspring as their core guards.
As for reproductive isolation.
This does not exist in dragons.
Dragons possess a powerful and domineering bloodline, and can produce dragon offspring by mating with almost any creature.
but.
Dragons that are young or older often have these kinds of thoughts only when certain desires begin to sprout.
At least for now, the fourteen-year-old Garros has no interest in this, even though his well-trained young dragon is already far stronger than a normal young dragon.
And even if you're interested.
Garus, who had not yet mastered Transfiguration, was unable to do anything substantial due to the vast difference in size between the two.
Polymorphism is a spell that all dragons can master, and it usually awakens during adolescence.
Metal dragons, especially gold and silver dragons, like to use shapeshifting to mingle with other intelligent creatures and play around in the world, while evil dragons often use shapeshifting for the purpose of indulging in lust.
Frost Fang stammered, "Great Dragon Lord, I am willing to serve you."
They mated with dragons to give birth to werewolves, who were born from dragons.
This is good for the Howling Moon Clan, as it will allow them to strengthen their relationship with Garros.
Furthermore, Frostfang himself admired Garoth's powerful strength.
The powerful, beautiful, majestic, and fierce dragon body not only attracts dragons but also inspires admiration in Frostfang across different species.
"Let's talk about it later."
Galos neither agreed nor refused outright.
After leaving behind a single sentence, he took to the air.
"Father, do you think the Dragon Lord will agree?"
Frostfang blinked and asked Russell.
Yes, yes.
Russell said in a low voice, "The Dragon Lord has at least half red dragon blood in his veins, and the clan's records say that male red dragons are very lustful."
The dragon's horns swept back.
The faint smell of sulfur and flames emanated from his body.
A strong physique.
Thick, protruding teeth protruding from the upper and lower jaws.
Dense and sharp thorns.
These are all characteristics of the Red Dragon. Although Russell didn't know about sub-dragons like the Iron Dragon, he did know something about the famous Red Dragon. He could tell that Garos had Red Dragon blood.
It is said that...
Human armies are least willing to fight against male red dragon lords.
On one hand, the Red Dragon itself is powerful.
Another reason is that male red dragons are almost indiscriminate in their consumption of meat and vegetables, are in heat almost anytime and anywhere, and have extremely high reproductive capacity, resulting in a large number of dragon offspring under their command.
"I want to have a litter of wolf cubs with dragon scales."
Frosty Tooth said wistfully.
Then, time slowly passed by as the sun and moon shone over the wilderness.
Garros put the minor incident with the Howling Moon Clan out of his mind and didn't pay much attention to it. He later returned to the Red-Eyed Clan at Howling Cliff, consolidating the gnolls' loyalty to him.
No accidents occurred during the period.
The Bloodfang Warlord's rule over his clan was so secure that six years had not aged him; he was still in his prime.
It is worth mentioning.
A gnoll warlock was born in the Red-Eyed Clan. He was a gnoll sentinel who was so frightened by his first encounter with Garros that he fainted.
At that time, Galos felt that this sentinel had excellent perception.
It's not surprising that someone could awaken the power within their bloodline and become a sorcerer.
In monster clans in the wilderness, as long as they are of a certain size, there is a high probability that there will be a warlock, shaman, or priest among them. This seems to be a kind of survival mechanism formed during the process of racial evolution.
There are also the War Lizardmen of the Crackclaw Clan.
They suffered the greatest losses in the battle against the ogres, and seeing that a dragon was willing to protect them, they wished they could kiss Garros's toes and immediately pledged their allegiance to Garros.
The four clans of the scaled earth and split channels.
Galos brought them all under his command, but did not allow them to live together. Instead, he imposed some rules on them to avoid overly violent conflicts and to ambush and plunder the trade routes in a more orderly and sustainable manner.
Unfortunately.
Because of the ogre clan's frequent and unrestrained raids over the past six years, there are now almost no caravans passing through the Scaled Earth Rift Road. If there are any, they are exceptionally large caravans with guards protecting them.
But this is only temporary.
Galos has had the werewolves contact Nick, instructing him to spread the word that the Scale Rift is gradually becoming safe and peaceful, and to demonstrate by going to the Scale Rift himself.
Next time, Nick will return with a full load.
This will likely reignite the greed of other merchants.
Several clans were under their own control.
Galos's life gradually became peaceful and stable.
With the reserves of black oil, his daily training efficiency became higher, and he even tried using black oil and fairy scale powder at the same time when he had some free time.
The result was as he had guessed.
With the help of the fairy scale powder to enhance his mental response, he was able to control the extreme speed of the black oil amplification enhancement in a short period of time.
Combined with the Blood Explosion spell attached to the horn ring.
When Galos reaches its full power, its overall combat strength will be elevated to a whole new level.
Galos did not dwell on the enhancements brought by external things. He knew that these were trump cards that could not be used casually. Only by strengthening the foundation was the most crucial thing.
The broken hills under the cover of night.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
Garros stood silently in the center of a group of warlocks, allowing several cannibalistic magicians to attack him with their chain lightning abilities.
His body was wrapped in a dense array of electric arcs.
Galos felt a tingling sensation all over his body, with electric currents constantly emanating from the muscles beneath his scales. The electric-like sensation was stimulated, causing his muscles to swell and contract, and the feeling became increasingly clear.
Moreover, when he was electrocuted, some electric arcs escaped from the gaps in his scales.
Dense, rich, and shiny.
It looks like a mane woven from lightning.
Galos had a strong premonition.
My next evolution may be related to lightning.
The cannibalistic magician happened to know how to use Chain Lightning, which was more effective than the enchanted attack of the Lightning Tail Ring. So he frequently used it to train, improving his lightning resistance in anticipation of the next evolution.
Very soon.
Several warlocks, exhausted of their magic power, lay limp and were carried away by ogre warriors.
Galos, still wanting more, beckoned the Gluttonous Demon, who was eating, to stop.
"Karu, come here and play with me."
He had Gluttony wear a lightning bolt tail ring on his arm and train with him for a while longer.
A few minutes later.
Galos's training is not over yet.
Suddenly, an ogre sentinel rushed over.
"Reporting to the Dragon Lord, a stone giant has arrived at the outskirts of the Bone Chewing Clan, wishing to meet the chief."
"The sentry said in a low voice."
Stone giants? Where did they come from?
Galos's gaze sharpened.
"Karu, prepare to receive them, inquire about their purpose and origin, and do not reveal my presence."
Garus did not take to the air. He lay prone along the hillside ridge in an inconspicuous depression on the slope, spread his wings, and concealed his aura, almost blending into the night. Only his pair of dark, deep eyes quietly watched the territory of the Bone-Chewing Clan below.
(End of this chapter)
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