Chapter 176 Galos: Possessing All the Females!
The morning light pierced through the clouds, dyeing the entire sky a clear blue, which was reflected on the surface of the lake in Dragon Valley like a huge sapphire, until the lake surface rippled, breaking the reflection of the sky into shimmering waves.
"The No. 95 black oil you requested."
Samantha pushed a large barrel of black oil in front of Galos, her voice calm but with a hint of anticipation.
Her tail tip swayed slightly unconsciously, her gaze seemingly falling on the red iron dragon.
Galos knew exactly what the red dragon was thinking. He grinned, revealing a fierce yet satisfied smile: "Well done."
The red dragon's tail swung more dramatically, and a few wisps of sparks flew from between its scales.
But soon, her tone turned regretful: "Unfortunately, my skills are not yet proficient enough, my temperature control is not precise enough, and the quality of the furnace limits the purification efficiency, resulting in a bit of loss."
Samantha has matured a lot since being defeated by the White Dragon.
In the past, she would never have admitted her shortcomings; she would have only complained that the tools were not good enough.
“That’s enough.” Galos tapped the black oil barrel lightly with his claws, producing a dull echo. “Your skills will become more and more refined, and one day you will be able to create an alchemical product that will shock the entire Bernardo. I look forward to that day.”
We cannot simply suppress the Red Dragon.
After learning a lesson, appropriate encouragement is equally important.
Galus was well-versed in this.
He even had an idea: perhaps this experience should be compiled into the "Dragon Taming Technique" and included in the inheritance to be passed down to future generations.
As he thought about this, Galos suddenly had a question.
"If I have offspring in the future, will they inherit my adaptive evolutionary talent?"
"Talent is hard to pass down, so it probably won't work."
"What about the traits I've already evolved? For example, Bazelgeuse, Sky Comet Wing, and Frenzy. Will all of these traits be inherited, or will only some be inherited?"
The legacy cannot provide Galos with an answer to this question.
He can only explore this in the future.
At the same time, I think about things like future generations.
Galos suddenly felt a surge of heat.
Many figures involuntarily surfaced in his mind: the copper dragon he had defeated, Samantha before him, the white dragon Therese, the beautiful centaur of the half-elf race, and Frostfang, who longed to serve him. Almost all the females flashed through his mind.
He monopolized all the females!
Defeat, conquer, and repeatedly humiliate the female enemy!
Let them become your exclusive possessions!
To bear children for oneself!
—These violent desires surged like magma.
The dragon's instincts are so strong.
Although the Iron Dragon bloodline is relatively restrained, the indulgent nature of the Red Dragon bloodline is currently strongly influencing Garos.
"call--"
The red iron dragon exhaled deeply, its scorching breath condensing into white mist in the morning air.
With an iron will, he suppressed the burning desire and banished those alluring thoughts from his mind one by one.
"Don't let your instincts control you."
"Now is not the time to indulge your desires."
Galos gradually regained his composure.
The current environment is unstable and fraught with crises.
We should wait until the situation stabilizes and there are fewer threats to deal with before considering releasing these impulses to reproduce.
"My lord."
The commander of the Crimson Iron Cavalry, the Dragon Vein Werewolf, has come to report.
It's worth mentioning that the hybrid centaur Elvie had the idea of competing with the dragon-blooded werewolf for the leadership of the Iron Cavalry, but it was suppressed by Garros. Russell's loyalty and leadership skills have been tested over time, and he is also his dragon-blooded servant, while Elvie is somewhat lacking.
In the Ironclad Clan, a major factor determining the position of a member's kin is strength.
But more important than strength is Galos's will.
If he so desires, even the lowest kobold has the opportunity to become a chapter master.
"Five strongholds of the Bloodhoof Clan have been identified. Three of them are relatively small and not heavily guarded, while two are heavily guarded by the Tauren."
Russell said, bowing his head.
"Let's get to the point first."
Galos looked at the werewolf.
"Obsidian mine, armored rhinoceros ranch."
Russell the werewolf said, "The Bloodhoof Clan's greatest resource is the obsidian mine. They enslave creatures from other races to mine it. At the same time, they raise armored rhinoceroses, selecting the best individuals to use as mounts and train cavalry. The unqualified ones are eaten. The armored rhinoceros pastures are the Tauren's largest source of meat and fodder."
Minotaur are omnivorous creatures.
Their main food source is vegetarian food such as grass, tender leaves, and fruits, but they also eat meat. If they do not eat meat for too long, they will become weak and develop slowly.
After a pause, the werewolf added, "We were spotted by the tauren sentries during our reconnaissance."
“But strangely, after their patrol spotted us, they only chased us for half a mile before turning back.”
Tasha, the leader of the flying dragons, landed in front of Garros and said, "The Bloodhoof Clan has no effective means to counter the harassment of the flying dragons. They are now almost ignoring us and mainly relying on passive defense, occasionally launching counterattacks."
After hearing what the werewolf and the flying dragon leader said.
Galos narrowed his eyes, lost in thought.
Samantha, the red dragon, breathed fire from her nostrils and suggested, "The Bloodhoof Clan fears Dragon Valley."
“Garos, they are not as strong as you think. I think the most efficient way is to directly gather the legions and crush them at their base.”
White Dragon Therese nodded, unusually agreeing with Red Dragon's statement: "Mouthmen are stubborn creatures. They are easily provoked and driven mad when challenged. Their submissive reactions prove that they are actually the weaker party."
Hearing both of them say that.
Galos had similar thoughts.
Given his Red Iron hybrid nature, he prefers a straightforward fighting style, such as flying over the Bloodhoof Clan right now, destroying their defenses, and then, depending on the Tauren's reaction, choosing to subdue or destroy them.
However, Galos's rationality and Martial Dragon's keen sense of danger made him sense something was amiss.
Galos called Vera over and took a few sips of the fresh scale powder from the fairy dragon's body.
Since Vera became a Dream Sorcerer, her scale powder has become even more effective.
Stimulated and activated, the world in his eyes turned into a bright hue; Galos brainstormed, thinking at lightning speed.
"According to the centaurs' descriptions, the Bloodhoof Clan is extraordinary."
"Their ability to establish multiple strongholds in border areas and continue to expand is something that ordinary clans cannot do."
"Now, faced with the provocations and harassment of the flying dragons and the reconnaissance of the cavalry, they have chosen to endure it instead."
Galos's idea was more comprehensive: "Either they are truly unable to cope, or they have other things to deal with, or—they are showing weakness."
The first idea was immediately dismissed by Galos.
He was meticulous and cautious, unlike the Red and White Dragon who took things for granted.
If the Bloodhoof Clan were truly so weak, it would be impossible for the centaurs to be so afraid of them. The Whitemane Clan's centaurs dared to hunt the white dragon, but they did not have the courage to face the Bloodhoof Clan.
“Something else is going on; other enemies are holding back the Bloodhoof Clan, or they are showing weakness.”
"The werewolves and dragons have not found any conflict or war between the Bloodhoof Clan and other factions."
"If we're going to show weakness—why show weakness?"
"If it's just about dealing with a swarm of wyverns and scout cavalry, the Bloodhoof Clan has no reason to back down, unless my presence, or the presence of other dragons, has already been exposed."
Upon realizing this, Galos paused in thought.
The likelihood of exposure is highest.
Moreover, the Minotaur's show of weakness does not mean that he is afraid of dragons.
If they truly feared dragons, they would choose to migrate or pledge allegiance. Their current show of weakness only exposes the Bloodhoof Clan's hidden ambitions.
Galos slowly exhaled.
His mind gradually calmed down.
"Whether it's showing weakness or being held back by other things."
"We'll find out by testing them and seeing how they respond."
Garros's eyes were sharp, and he did not rush to attack the Bloodhoof Clan's main camp because of their current reaction.
Other juvenile dragons, or even adult dragons, might do the same.
But Galus remained calm and chose a more prudent approach.
(End of this chapter)
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