Chapter 167 Therese: Please Let Me Continue Your Bloodline
In the deep night, the two moons, like eyes, silently watched what was happening below.
The battle between the eighteen-year-old hybrid dragon and the one-hundred-and-eighty-year-old adult dragon ended with Garus beating the white dragon until it rolled over and begged for mercy.
"Are we white dragons destined to bear the shame of being the most disgraceful of all dragons, and allow other dragons to repeatedly insult us?"
"Doesn't the White Dragon have even the slightest chance to punch the Red Dragon or kick the Golden Dragon?"
"Other dragons look down on me, and I happen to be the worst."
White Dragon Therese looked like she'd been hit in the head; she clutched her head with her claws and muttered to herself.
Upon hearing her words, Galos tilted his head.
He felt that with his adaptive evolutionary talent, if he were born as a white dragon, he might be able to stage a comeback and fulfill what the white dragon in front of him had said.
For an ordinary white dragon, it is virtually impossible to rival a red dragon or even a gold dragon.
"My mixed bloodline of red and iron made me almost at the same level as Jinlong from birth."
"My evolutionary talent and my own training should allow me to rival those extremely rare and powerful dimensional dragons."
"It's normal for a young dragon to be able to defeat an adult white dragon."
Galos thought to himself that he was not particularly proud of this victory. He was in a calm state of mind, unlike before when he would unconsciously become a little smug because of his dragon instincts after defeating a powerful opponent.
In his inherited instincts, he did not regard the white dragon as one of his own kind.
In other words, if it were a white dragon, or even a young red dragon, Garos would most likely have to reveal all his trump cards to contend with it. The difference between the two is almost as great as that between a cat and a tiger.
"White Dragon, what's your name?"
Galos suppressed his bloodline instinct to call the other party White Scale and asked.
The white dragon beneath her came to her senses and felt that the red iron dragon was looking at her strangely.
Sometimes contemptuous and discriminatory, sometimes calm and restrained, full of contradictions and constantly changing, leaving Bai Long unable to figure out his true thoughts for a while.
However, the fact that she was no longer called Bai Lin brought her some comfort.
"Therese."
The white dragon answered in a low voice.
"Now it's time to talk about compensation."
Garus lowered his claws from the white dragon's body.
He pointed to the broken scales on his body and said, "You started this battle and destroyed my precious dragon scales. This is not something that can be ended with a simple plea for mercy. You need to pay the price for this."
There is no blood feud between the two sides.
Galos had no intention of killing.
In battles between dragons, unless there is a deep-seated hatred, it is rare for the battle to end the life of the other.
Most of the time, it is the victors who demand reparations from the defeated, including by offering wealth or servitude.
Feeling pain almost everywhere inside and outside his body, Bai Long's chest heaved violently as he struggled to his feet.
Her face was ashen, and her eyes were lifeless.
As Garros said, her claws did indeed leave some marks on Garros.
However, compared to others, the white dragon is in a truly pitiful state.
Her scales were shattered in large areas, and there were wounds left by Garros everywhere. Several bones were broken, and many claws were also broken, making her look miserable.
Even worse.
The more seriously injured White Dragon had to compensate the fully recovered Red Iron Dragon.
And that's only the second part.
What's worse, and what hits the White Dragon even harder, is...
She, who was nearing adulthood, was completely defeated by the young dragon. She gained no advantage in the entire battle, and she felt that her opponent had not yet unleashed his full power and had already shown mercy with his claws.
but.
I encountered a red-iron hybrid dragon, as strong as a monster, and I couldn't defeat it even with all my strength.
With things having come to this point, Bai Long resigned himself to his fate.
Gone was her previous arrogance; she now presented the young dragon with a submissive, defeated demeanor, saying, "I am willing to offer fifty percent of my wealth as compensation for this offense."
Galos shook his head in silence.
"Too little."
“I want all your wealth,” he said bluntly. “Remember, you started this fight; the loser gets nothing.”
Upon hearing this greedy request...
The white dragon bared its teeth, feeling as if its heart was bleeding. Its face was contorted, and every scale on its body seemed to be resisting. It said, "No! My wealth is my life. You might as well kill me!"
Galos scrutinized the white dragon's violent reaction.
"A grown dragon is still so emotional, doesn't it have any restraint over its instincts?"
He remembered that although Iron Dragon Girl was also greedy for treasure, she was able to exercise a certain degree of self-control.
As they grow older and gain more experience, their horizons broaden and their knowledge expands. Dragons gradually mature and become more restrained in their natural desires.
But the white dragon Therese before them was already nearing middle age.
This reaction, however, was hardly mature in Galus's eyes.
"Perhaps it's because of racial differences."
"Not only in terms of strength, the White Dragon also has the lowest intelligence among the five-colored dragons, and is more influenced by instinct. Young White Dragons seem to be no different from wild beasts."
"This Therese is not young, but she doesn't seem very bright."
Galos pondered this in his heart.
This was his first time encountering the White Dragon, so he wanted to learn more about it.
The content of the inheritance contains too much of the ancestors' subjectivity and stereotypes. Galos will not completely believe some of the knowledge contained therein. Rather than relying entirely on the inheritance, he prefers to use it as a reference and understand it himself.
However, for the time being...
In Garus's view, the stereotypes about the white dragon in the heritage are not without reason.
After a moment's thought, Galos narrowed his eyes, revealing a fierce look, and said, "Since you think wealth is more important than life, then I will grant your wish and let you go to see Tiamat while guarding your treasure."
He extended his dragon claws and reached for the white dragon's neck.
The white dragon shuddered, its tail straightening up.
Shouldn't they have tried to negotiate first? They didn't even give us a chance to discuss it, and just wanted to kill the dragon?!
Wow, the red-iron hybrid is just too evil.
"Wait, wait!" White Dragon Therese hurriedly begged for mercy, saying, "I find it hard to part with my wealth, but I'm willing to satisfy you in other ways."
Galos stopped.
Bailong's answer was exactly what he wanted.
Although she can't compare to Garus, in terms of pure strength, she is a level above Samantha, Sorog, and all his familiars.
After all, she was an adult dragon, and Garus needed to activate his Frenzy state to truly suppress her.
By subduing her, Dragon Valley will gain another member, adding more combat power to Garos's forces. More importantly, she can help Garos train and improve his ice resistance.
The Silver Frost Ring I got from the Copper Dragon required recharging after each use, and its effects weren't very potent.
It can't compare to a fully grown white dragon.
White Dragon Therese believed that Garus wanted wealth.
Little did they know, Galos was after her.
"Tell me, besides your wealth, what else about you do I have that I could covet?"
Galos, holding the initiative, asked.
The white dragon got up, its eyes flashing, and its long tail wrapped around Garus's neck, but before it could touch him, it was swatted away by the young dragon's claw.
He asked warily, "White Dragon, what do you want to do?"
The white dragon paused slightly, then exhaled a cool breath, stretched out its wings, raised its tail, and displayed its curves and figure.
The white dragon said, "I can bear you a whole litter of offspring."
She paused, then added, "I've never had a partner before. You know, the first offspring of a female dragon are the strongest. I can ensure the continuation of your bloodline."
Therese looked down on the other white dragons and always suppressed her desires.
However, the red-iron hybrid dragon that had so thoroughly defeated and humiliated her now stirred her admiration for strength. Its powerful and imposing body made her feel hot all over, and some thoughts surged like a tide.
Descendants?
Heaven knows why the white dragon thought that way.
"White Dragon, watch your manners!"
Galos stepped back to avoid the white dragon's attempt to get close, and refused in a deep voice.
(End of this chapter)
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