Chapter 111 The Path to Kingship, The Molten Iron Clan
Two young stone giants wanted to help the granite giant.
In their haste, they forgot their instructions and broke through in the direction of the granite giant.
The gray-maned werewolves seized the opportunity to pounce on the young and teenage giants who had lost their protection, their claws leaving cold, sharp trails in the moonlight.
The lizardmen, who used invisibility to move stealthily, also quietly approached the young giants, their spears piercing their hard stone bodies.
The young stone giant was startled and wanted to retreat to defend.
However.
A pack of elite gnolls and giant wolf riders surrounded them and began to strangle them.
A crimson ominous star streaked across the night sky and appeared above the giant camp.
"The diamond giant is dead!"
Galos raised his claw, and in the center of his claw was a glittering diamond core.
In an instant, the morale of the stone giants plummeted to rock bottom, and the demonic minions trembled under the overwhelming dragon's might, surrendering one after another and losing their will to fight.
The strongest protector of the clan is dead.
The terrifying and powerful dragon returned with its heart, displaying its victory in a blatant display.
"Damn dragon!"
"You must have used despicable means to kill the elder!"
The granite giant slammed a punch into the Gluttonous Demon, struggled to its feet, and roared at Garros.
despicable?
The enemy's insults sounded like praise to the victor. Galos was not angry; he simply stared indifferently at the battlefield below.
"How dare you provoke the great Dragon Lord, giant! You're tired of living!"
The Gluttonous Demons, eager to prove themselves, charged at the Granite Giants once more. As the demonic minions ceased their resistance and surrendered, even more monsters surrounded the giants.
Time passed amidst the smoke and carnage.
However, a few minutes later...
Karu twisted off the head of the granite giant, pounded his chest, and roared excitedly. Meanwhile, the young giants and even younger juvenile giants had their limbs broken and were bound hand and foot with iron chains by their followers.
Galos calmly folded his wings and landed in the already captured camp.
"Dragon Lord, what should we do with these giant prisoners?"
Russell licked his claws, which were stained with the blood of monsters, and stood in front of the captured young giant, asking a question.
Galus looked at the giants.
In the eyes of these giants, large and small, he saw fear, anger, and hatred.
Trying to tame it?
For dragons, enslaving giants is a rare honor.
Let's forget it. We can't keep watching them all the time. These followers alone might not be enough to suppress the stone giants, and there's a deep-seated hatred between them, so we can't leave them alive.
To cut the weeds, you must pull them out by the roots.
Galos flicked his tail and said, "Kill them all, leave no one alive."
A single sentence determined the fate of these stone giants.
The monsters swarmed forward, dismembering the giant into large stones. These stones, tempered by magical energy, were excellent materials that could be used to create superior alchemical weapons and armor.
The monsters were then ordered by Garros to be divided and enslaved by several clans.
Garros walked to the center of the camp and looked toward the leyline symbiotic pool.
"When different ores are thrown into the symbiotic pool, the mineral essence can be extracted. After being nurtured in the symbiotic pool, this essence will condense into even higher quality ores."
"The long-term benefits of preserving it are greater than the remains of the diamond giant."
The problem is that he doesn't know how to move the leyline symbiotic pool, so he can only leave it here.
After a moment's thought, Garros ordered the Bone Chewers clan to send some ogres to garrison the area and guard the ley line pool.
"The high ground where the Stone Giant's camp is located has a good geographical location."
"It's not a waste to station a team here."
Thinking of this, Garus's eyes flickered, and he suddenly realized that he should probably make a proper plan for his territory and his retinue.
"Times have changed."
"After all this time, I have established myself here, and the territory is developing steadily. Unless I encounter great danger, I will not easily give up this territory."
"Since that's the case, let's put the knowledge from The Prince and The Lordship into practice."
"To rule the territory in a better way."
Galos decided that he could no longer allow his kin to develop recklessly. If they were not properly restrained, they would only cause him more trouble. His territory also needed to be properly planned.
Before one becomes strong enough.
The Familia can better protect Garus's safety; they are Garus's henchmen, his scales, and, more importantly, his eyes and ears.
“Sentries need to be set up on some important high ground and key roads.”
"Pastures where animals breed and thrive, and waterways rich in water resources—these resource points also need to be guarded and managed."
"Uncontrollable and powerful ferocious beasts and monsters should be eliminated in designated locations first, and the remaining ones should be kept in captivity and enslaved for animal husbandry development."
“.”
A flood of knowledge about territory and dependent management came to Galus, showing him what to do next.
But he doesn't really like these trivial things.
Rather than spending time managing these territories, Galos would rather crash down mountains and wreck the ground a few more times.
"Let's start with something simple. Later, I should recruit a smart enough familiar or dragon follower to act as a 'prime minister' and take charge of the territory and clan in my place."
"Samantha? Forget it, she'll probably treat my kin like ants and let them fight each other for fun."
"Kalu is quite clever and thoughtful, but its cleverness is more like 'cunning and treacherous,' and it is not good at governing its territory."
Galos always believed that his own strength was the most important thing, and everything else was secondary.
However, territory cannot be completely ignored.
This relates to his access to resources during his growth and development.
Contemplating the knowledge in The Prince, Garus flapped his wings, stirring up a whirlwind to attract the attention of all his followers. He hovered in mid-air, his pair of wings spread out like a flag, casting a heavy shadow.
Under the curious gaze of many family members.
Galos said, "The names of the Bone Chewing Clan, the Howling Moon Clan, the Red-Eyed Clan, and the Cracked Claw Clan will all become history!"
His gaze swept over the family members with lightning speed.
"Starting tonight."
"You only have one name!"
Galos raised its head and roared like thunder.
"The Iron-Melting People!"
Uniting scattered clans and giving them a name is the first and most important step in planning territory. It can enhance the cohesion of the clans and let them know who they are fighting for and who they live for.
Witnessed by the twin moons and a sky full of stars, the Ironforge Clan, led by Garos, is officially established from this day forward.
(End of this chapter)
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