Chapter 114 Iron Dragon, the Boy from the Pebble Beach, Deathwing
"You should cultivate your strengths instead of fixating on the mediocre aspects that all red dragons excel at."
"Only in this way can you stand out and make the name of the Red Dragon Queen famous far and wide in the future."
"Think about it carefully, which is more distinctive and easier to be remembered: the wise alchemical dragon or the foolish, barbaric red dragon lord who only knows how to fight?"
Galos whispered softly.
“Vera thinks it’s an alchemical dragon full of wisdom; there are too many violent, berserk red dragons,” the fairy dragon nodded vigorously and said.
On the other side, Samantha's head was practically raised to the sky.
The intelligent creature thought about it carefully and felt that Galos's words made a lot of sense.
"A true strongman should win battles from a thousand miles away."
Galos pressed his advantage, patiently guiding and persuading him.
"Imagine such a scene."
"The legion of adventurers attempted to defeat the Red Dragon Queen, but before they could even get close or see her true face, they were all destroyed by the alchemy legion under her command, leaving them only to cry out in despair."
"Those organizations that were originally hostile all submitted to the Red Dragon Queen's wisdom and power, offering her awe and endless treasures."
As Samantha listened to Galos's words, she subconsciously began to fantasize, and finally couldn't help but shiver, her whole body trembling.
"Yes, I agree with your idea."
It said something, and then its steps became more reserved, its pace deliberately steady and mature, and its eyes became unfathomable, trying its best to appear truly wise.
The idea of building an alchemical legion also took root in the young dragon's mind.
It couldn't wait to return to its alchemy workshop and get busy.
Immediately afterwards, Garus flew back to the dragon's lair in the cave on the mountainside, rested his head on his tail, and covered his body with his dragon wings.
"With the intensity of this battle against the diamond giant, will it be enough to awaken my dragon energy?"
Galos thought to himself.
To awaken one's dragon aura and become a fighting dragon before adolescence, in addition to daily training and accumulation, the key lies in a selfless, life-or-death battle.
Once the dragon energy is awakened.
Galos's skills will become more diverse, his foundation more profound, and his combat power will undoubtedly be greatly enhanced.
However, he did not have high expectations for this, as there was never any record of an individual in the inheritance who could awaken dragon energy in the young dragon stage.
Slowly closing his eyes, Galos began to rest.
For dragons, there is no better medicine than sleep; sleep can dispel their fatigue and allow their injuries to heal faster.
Three days later.
Under the cover of night, the gnoll Haken led a group of his scouts up the cliffs at the edge of the Quenching Highlands.
Quenching Highland appears flat overall, but the ground slopes upwards at a certain angle. Continuing north along Quenching Highland, one can reach a vertical boundary that resembles a cliff, reaching a height of over 900 meters.
These gnolls' territory lies outside the northern border of the Quenching Highlands, around a large river after crossing the cliffs.
Its name is the Pebble Beach.
Although they live on a rocky beach, the ruler of this place is not a gnoll, but a young iron dragon.
The long-tailed gnoll clan and a kobold clan, who both feared and admired the power of dragons, pledged their allegiance to the Iron Dragon on the Pebble Beach.
Their Iron Dragon Lord is ambitious and not content with the gravel beach.
Lord Iron Dragon, with his strategic vision, believed that the Quenching Highlands was a strategic point that was easy to defend and difficult to attack, with a wide field of vision. Therefore, he regarded the Quenching Highlands as his target and planned to occupy it.
However.
The appearance of the stone giant disrupted Iron Dragon's plans.
Stone giants, whose origins are unknown, set up camp on the Tempering Highlands.
Fearing the power of the stone giants, Iron Dragon dared not act rashly, but he was unwilling to give up his grand blueprint for creating a wilderness empire, so he kept a close eye on the Tempering Highlands.
Until a few days ago.
It was as if a meteorite had fallen from the sky and crashed into the Quenching Highlands. The landing point seemed to be very close to the Stone Giant camp, or it seemed to have landed directly on the Stone Giant camp.
The commotion was quite significant.
The dazzling crimson light could be seen from a great distance.
This anomaly was noticed by Tie Long, who was secretly observing the Quenching Highlands.
So it sent gnoll scouts to Quenching Heights to scout.
Harken, the gnoll, led his scout team, walking cautiously across the Quenching Highlands. His feet trod on the gravel and grass without making a sound, and his ears twitched occasionally as he watched for any movement around him.
Time passed slowly in the tense atmosphere.
As night deepened, the moon's clear light was obscured by dark clouds.
Darkness surged in from all directions, keeping the jackals on high alert and daring not to be careless.
A few minutes later, a dozen or so gnolls stopped and stood on the edge of a huge circular sinkhole, their bodies trembling.
"This, this is where the meteorite landed?"
"But we didn't see any meteorites at the bottom."
Gnolls possess dark vision, allowing them to see their surroundings clearly even in the darkness of night.
"Perhaps it's not a meteorite."
Harken lowered his voice and said, "It's probably the work of those stone giants."
Upon hearing the mention of the stone giant, the other scout shrank back in fear and said, "Let's go back and report the information here to the Dragon Lord."
"Fool! Such worthless information will only anger the Dragon Lord."
Harken licked his lips, looked in the direction of the stone giant camp, and said, "At least we need to find out whether it was the stone giants who did it. These big guys have poor senses, so be careful we don't get discovered."
The Iron Dragon Lord uses both kindness and severity, and will reward his loyal family members who perform meritorious service handsomely.
Harken felt his claws becoming loose and fragile, and his body slowly weakening. He knew he was aging, gradually approaching old age, and gradually dying.
It was not content with this.
It hopes to gain the favor of the Iron Dragon Lord and obtain the opportunity to transform the dragon vein.
Knowing the Iron Dragon Lord's style of doing things, it was willing to take the risk.
Immediately afterwards.
Harken led his scouts slowly toward the Stone Giant's camp.
However, as they drew closer and could see the situation inside the stone giant's camp, they all widened their eyes in surprise.
There was no sign of the stone giant in sight.
Instead, they were replaced by some fat and strong cannibals.
Those ogres were much larger and more robust than their ordinary counterparts; they were rare elites.
Most terrifyingly, they were methodically dismantling the stone giant's remains, throwing fragments of the stone giant's body into the boiling symbiotic pool.
Something's not right.
Harken tucked his tail between his legs.
These are not ordinary—
"Watch out! We've been exposed!"
The gnoll scout on the left suddenly cried out in alarm.
A thick spear fell from the sky, piercing through the body of a gnoll and pinning him to the ground.
The ogre Ugo stood on the towering stone wall, his eyes fixed on the bushes where the gnoll scouts were hiding. He sniffed and a cruel smile crept across his lips.
"These lumps of stone don't taste good, but the little mice have come at just the right time."
It leaped directly off the stone wall, carrying a massive metal battle axe amplified and strengthened by alchemical runes, and charged rumblefully toward the jackalmen.
Behind it, more ogre warriors charged forward.
Its heavy body trampled the earth, causing the ground to tremble continuously.
These enormous creatures charge like rhinoceroses, and their speed is not slow, but rather very fast.
The common perception of ogres is that they are strong but slow, which is true, but only applies to the bloated ogres, not to the elite ones.
The jackal scouts fled in panic.
The ogres threw boulders or other weapons from behind, disrupting the gnolls' escape rhythm. They were also running very fast and soon caught up with the gnolls.
"Foolish ogre!"
Seeing the ogre approaching, the gnoll Harken realized he couldn't outrun it and stopped.
It turned to face the ogre, puffed out its chest, bristled its fur, and roared, baring its teeth: "We are loyal to the great Iron King! The noble and invincible dragon!"
"How dare you offend me!"
Ugo, who was leading the group, was taken aback.
The other cannibals also stopped and looked at each other in bewilderment.
Seeing their reaction, the jackal Harken grew bolder and arrogantly said, "Hmph! Hurry up and apologize, beg for forgiveness!"
"Otherwise, the Iron King will raze your lands to the ground and kill you all! Turning you into the dregs of the wilderness!"
After a few seconds of silence.
Ugo strode closer.
"Alright, please forgive my offense!"
Despite saying this, it swung its giant axe, which was longer than a jackal's lifespan, and brought it down hard.
His pupils contracted, and the gnoll Haken's deathly pale face was visible even through his fur. He stood frozen, his body stiff, not daring to move.
The ogre Ugo is the elite of the elite.
Within the entire Bone Chewing Clan, he is only weaker than Gluttonous Demon Karu.
Even a young dragon is no match for it, let alone an ordinary gnoll scout leader.
Bang!
The battle axe cleaved in front of the gnoll, leaving a deep trench in the ground.
"Tie them all up! Take them away!"
Ugo said gruffly, "We await the judgment of the great Crimson Wing Lord!"
Lord of the Crimson Wings, Wing of Death, Unparalleled Evil Star. These are the honorific titles given to Garros within the Ironforge clan.
Lord of the Crimson Wings?
That's it!
It seems there's a dragon above these ogres! The name sounds just like a dragon, and the gnolls have lost their last hope, completely demoralizing themselves.
The ogres, as ferocious as wolves, captured the gnolls in the blink of an eye and brought them back to their camp.
(End of this chapter)
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