Chapter 151 Giant Fortress
The migrating procession, like a winding giant python, slowly advanced at the boundary between the tundra and the wilderness.
The sun in the sky silently cast its rays, yet seemed devoid of warmth; the chill in the air grew increasingly pronounced, and one could see their breath coming out when they breathed.
Garus's dragon wings sliced through the fierce air currents, and from high above, the earth looked like a painting brutally torn apart by a god.
The withered yellow of the wilderness clashes fiercely with the pale white of the tundra here.
The wilderness on the south side still retains the afterglow of the rainy season. Tender green shoots emerge from the damp earth, and new grass sprouts stubbornly push through the cracked soil, swaying gently in the breeze. The low shrubs have also donned new clothes, with glistening water droplets hanging on their dark green leaves, shimmering in the sunlight.
However, when looking far into the distance and gazing to the north, the situation becomes completely different.
The signs of life came to an abrupt end. The frozen soil, like a cruel tyrant, strangled life with its pale fingers. The terrain was mainly plains, with occasional hills and rugged highlands rising and falling like the spines of giant beasts. Further away, the horizon gradually blurred and merged with the gray sky, making it impossible to tell where the land ended and the sky began.
"This is already the border area."
Galos withdrew his gaze from the distance and looked down at the earth below.
The monsters are migrating more slowly than before, not because the journey is difficult, but because they are slowing down to search for suitable habitats along the way.
Since crossing the Estonian River and reaching the north bank.
Although there are still occasional attacks from ferocious beasts and monsters, the frequency is much lower than before, and the biodiversity in the border areas is not high, lower than in the Sel Wilderness.
This also means...
This place is more barren than the Wilderness of Sel, and it is even more difficult to find a suitable place to live.
Garus, along with the Iron Dragon and the Red Dragon, were circling in the sky, leisurely flapping their wings, their gazes sweeping across the ground as they silently searched for suitable territory.
Because of the decision to develop trade along the Estonian River.
They did not migrate too far north, but rather moved upstream at a certain distance from the main river channel.
Along the way, the migrating caravan also discovered some decent places.
Galos once stood on a sulfurous hill with geothermal activity. The sulfur veins beneath the hill generated heat and temperature, and within a radius of several hundred meters, there grew heat-resistant and high-temperature-resistant mutant wild strawberry bushes and mutant fir trees. There were even several hot springs where steam billowed, forming hazy columns of mist.
Samantha insisted on building her nest here.
However, the pungent smell of sulfur is disliked by many creatures, and the excessively hot temperature is unsuitable for the creatures in the surrounding area, resulting in almost no trace of animal populations and a lack of suitable biological resources.
Therefore, we had no choice but to give up for the time being.
However, Garros noted the location of the Sulfur Hills. Once the main force has settled down, it can be used as a base. The underground sulfur veins are not very valuable, but the surrounding environment is very suitable for red dragons to practice alchemy here.
"Once the families are settled, I will build a furnace in the Sulfur Hills and rebuild my alchemy workshop."
Samantha couldn't stop thinking about the Sulphur Hills.
It flew to Garos's side, reminding him not to forget, then paused and added, "If you live here with me, you can drink the freshest black oil."
Galos shook his head and politely declined, saying, "A comfortable environment would erode my will."
The Martial Dragon class doesn't require the arduous training of a Monk, but Galos finds the cold borderlands more refreshing, while the warm sulfur hills make him drowsy.
After a fierce battle with the dragon hunters.
Although he won, the process left Galos somewhat shaken, and he knew that it was not yet time for him to indulge in pleasure.
"Perfect! I actually prefer having a large piece of land all to myself! I won't be disturbed, and I can do whatever I want!"
Red Dragon curled his lip, snorted coldly, and said insincerely.
A normal red dragon does indeed prefer to live alone, but it has become accustomed to relying on Garus over the years, and is very unhappy about this.
"Look, there's a fortress ahead."
The dragon's roar interrupted their conversation.
Galos and Samantha followed the Iron Dragon's gaze and looked in the same direction.
A somewhat dilapidated fortress came into view.
Its walls are majestic, its architecture magnificent, and its scale is even large enough to house an adult dragon. It can easily accommodate a young dragon and, with some modifications, could become a very good dwelling.
"It looks like an abandoned castle left behind by the frost giants."
The border area north of the Great River in Estonia was originally part of the ice sheet, but as time went by, the temperature rose and the ice and snow melted, gradually evolving into the border area we see today. This fortress was most likely left behind by a frost giant tribe a long time ago.
"There might be danger inside. Let our family members go and scout ahead first."
"If we can live here, we will no longer have to live in caves like wild animals."
After a brief exchange.
A squad of elite gnolls and war lizardmen, with keen senses, escorted the warlock into the old fortress. After some investigation, they came out to report that there were no magical traps or threatening creatures.
The red dragon and the iron dragon were so happy that they were about to fly over.
"Don't rush."
"It looks quite dilapidated and may not be suitable for us to live in."
Galos's gaze swept over the cracks and blemishes on the towering walls as he spoke.
"As long as it's habitable, that's fine! This is a fortress!"
A fortress that can house dragons is not something an ordinary young dragon can afford.
Both the Iron Dragon and the Red Dragon were excited and ignored Garos's advice to enter the fortress.
As a result, in less than ten seconds, with a slight thud, the massive fortress began to shatter, collapse, and crumble, eventually turning into a pile of rubble and dust.
Ptooey! Ptooey!
The two young dragons spat out mouthfuls of rubble, shook off the dust, and flew up from the ruins, their faces covered in dirt.
"Damn it, I just accidentally knocked over a pillar with my tail and it started to collapse."
Samantha shook her head and said angrily.
The fortress had been weathered for countless years, and its interior was already rotten and decayed.
Galos narrowed his eyes and looked at the foundation that had not collapsed under the ruins, saying, "This place can be tidied up in the future and used as one of our strongholds."
The migrating caravan set off again.
In order to search for the next suitable territory, and at the same time to familiarize themselves with and adapt to the surrounding environment.
Three days later.
As dusk deepened and the sky took on a gradient of gray and blue, Garus saw a vast valley formed by two high mountains.
From above, the valley entrance appears as narrow as a bottleneck, but the interior opens up dramatically.
The rugged, towering mountain walls provide shelter from the wind and cold. The entrance, barely wide enough for five ogres to pass side by side, is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Inside, there is an unfrozen lake with hardy iron-needle pines growing on its shores. Herds of animals can be seen drinking water nearby. The interior is spacious, like an oasis.
When Galos saw this, his eyes lit up.
However, he did not act rashly, but instead ordered the Crimson Iron Cavalry to send out a squad of giant wolf riders to scout the situation first.
In the wilderness of Sel, resource-rich territories are either occupied by powerful creatures or possess some kind of danger or unpleasantness.
The resources in the border areas are even scarcer than those in the wilderness.
A good territory has a very low probability of being unclaimed.
However, the valley was vast and the towering cliffs obscured the view, so Garus did not see any trace of powerful creatures in the air. But that did not mean they were not there, so it was best to send his followers to investigate first.
(End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
