Chapter 78 The Bone-Chewing Clan, Encountering the Copper Dragon Again
The seasonal changes in the Serbian wilderness are unusual and unpredictable. After being scorched by the sun for three consecutive years, the land finally welcomes the rare rainy season.
At first, only a few rumbles of thunder rolled across the horizon, and then the dark clouds swallowed up the sky at a visible speed.
The first drop of rain did not attract much attention from the wild creatures when it hit the scorched earth, but soon, thousands of silver threads pierced through the clouds and poured down, tearing the dry air into moist fragments, and a thick curtain of rain enveloped the sky and earth of the wilderness.
"This damn weather."
Samantha looked at the dense rain curtain, cursed and complained, then turned and burrowed deeper into the cave.
Red dragons prefer dry, hot, and humid weather, and this damp, humid weather made Samantha feel irritable and depressed.
Galus was perched on the protruding rock slab, with no obstruction above him.
He raised his head, his gradually emerging dragon horns pointing diagonally to the sky, his eyes slightly closed, letting the raindrops pound against his steel-cast body, shattering it into pieces.
The raindrops created a damp, wet feeling on my skin.
Galus instinctively felt the same disgust and dislike.
However, in order to improve one's affinity and resistance to water, and because the cave dragon nest is too rudimentary with water leaking from some cracks, turning into murky water droplets that fall on one's body and soak the cave floor like mud, it's better to just get rained on outside.
"When will I be able to have my own palace that doesn't leak?"
Galos thought to himself.
Different organisms have different living spaces with different specifications and standards due to their different body sizes.
For example, for dragons, building a comfortable dwelling requires a vast amount of resources, a great deal of time, and a large number of followers, whether it involves hollowing out a mountain or building a palace on flat ground.
Only a powerful dragon lord who reigns supreme over a region, or a metal dragon with extensive connections.
Only then can one afford a place that makes them feel comfortable.
Galus's usual dwelling cave, Dragon Nest, is just a series of natural caves.
It's certainly not comfortable; in fact, it can be quite uncomfortable to live there.
When he first occupied the Conifer Valley, he tried to get the bears to cut down trees and build a dwelling for him. However, the bears themselves were cave dwellers, living in caves, and knew nothing about construction. Although they had the talent to manipulate earth and stone, the things they made were indescribable and could not meet the needs of dragons or Garus, so he had to give up.
"If we can integrate and rule over all the biological clans around the Scaled Earth Rift, and obtain resources through this road channel, perhaps then we can enable our clans to build a fine dwelling that I can feel comfortable in."
With this in mind, information about several clans came to mind.
After about a week of exploration, Garos also determined the number and approximate size of the clans around the Scaled Earth Rift. Apart from the Gray Mane Werewolves and other monster groups like the Earth Bear, there were three intelligent creature clans in the area.
The Red-Eyed Clan – Gnolls.
Crack Claw Clan – War Lizardmen.
The Bone-Chewing Clan—cannibals.
Among them, the Red-Eyed Clan is about the same size as the Howling Moon Clan, the Crack Claw Clan is even stronger, and the Bone Chewing Clan's ogres are unparalleled in the area.
The Howling Moon Clan and the Chewing Bone Clan had a conflict during a raid on the Scaled Earth Rift.
When neither side can fly, marching through the wilderness is extremely dangerous. They will encounter numerous ferocious beasts and monsters along the way, and if they are not tough enough, it will be almost impossible to attack other clans.
The Bone-Chewing Clan is tough enough.
They dispatched ogre warriors on a long journey through the wilderness to attack the Howling Moon Clan, inflicting heavy losses on them.
Later, thanks to the cliff serpent dragons raised by the werewolves, the ogre attack was repelled at a relatively low cost.
Another reason why the Greymane werewolves were willing to submit to Garros was that without the Cliff Serpent Dragons, if they were attacked by the Bone-Chewing Ogres again, they would have little chance of resisting unless they abandoned their territory and migrated to the perilous wilderness.
Recently.
For some reason, the Chewing Bone Clan did not launch an attack on the Howling Moon Clan.
Moreover, it's not just the Howling Moon Clan. This once savage and domineering ogre clan has recently been almost entirely holed up in its territory, with no clansmen venturing out.
The werewolves of the Howling Moon Clan went to investigate but didn't find much useful information.
As Galos was preparing to investigate in person, a downpour began. The rain would obscure his vision and impair his senses, so he decided to wait until the rain subsided before setting off.
"Garos, Garos, why don't you go back to the cave to take shelter from the rain?"
The fairy dragon Vera flew over unsteadily in the wind and rain, hiding between Garos's dragon wings and body, and asked.
"Because I like rain, and I like the feeling of being bathed in the rain outdoors."
"Garos said."
"Really? Then you can stay in the rain a little longer. It seems like the rainy season is very short here."
"The fairy dragon Vera said with a grin."
"Nonsense, of course it's fake. I hate rain, I want to enjoy a peaceful life in a spacious and comfortable palace." Garos glanced at the fairy dragon, then, taking advantage of its inattention, shifted its wings, causing the water on the surface to gather together like a winding stream, falling down the wing membrane and precisely drenching the fairy dragon.
Given the size of the fairy dragon, the flowing water resembled a waterfall.
Caught off guard, it was swept away and only managed to flap its wings and fly back up a few seconds later.
"Oh! You're so mean!"
"I'm going to go play with Samantha."
The drenched fairy dragon shook off the water, fearing that Garus would continue to tease him, so he hurriedly flew towards the cave where Samantha was.
The heavy rain is still falling.
Raindrops pounded on the rocks and vegetation, making a crisp, crackling sound.
After resting for half an hour, Galos raised his wings, stood up, and took to the air, rushing towards the thick dark clouds covering the sky. He used the electric currents that jumped and interspersed within the clouds to charge the lightning tail ring.
The charging was completed quickly, and the lightning tail ring reached its peak energy.
Garus descended from the gloomy sky to a barren mountain, then used the fully charged Lightning Tail Ring to strengthen his dragon tail, bathing in the wind and rain, and whipping himself with his dragon tail again and again.
His clothes were soaked by the rain.
Because of water's conductivity, each time the dragon's tail rises and falls, not only the areas in direct contact but also other parts of its body experience a tingling sensation.
The electric-like sensation in my muscles became even stronger.
Thanks to Galos's accumulated training, the electric sensation is spreading from his tail to his whole body. He has a premonition that when it spreads throughout his body, he will undergo an evolution, but Galos is not sure what the specific effects will be.
He did not place high hopes on this.
Galos's greatest desire was to evolve a jet propulsion structure on the dragon wings, and he made many efforts and attempts for this. Now, in his spare time after training the dragon wings, he is improving his lightning resistance.
Under the curtain of rain.
The red iron dragon was surrounded by a dense electrical charge, and its tail flashed with blinding electric light.
suddenly.
Galos felt a pang of heart palpitation and then subconsciously looked up.
A blazing white light reflected in the field of vision, so close at hand.
Snap!
Silver lightning tore through the night rain, first striking Garos's dragon horn, then extending at lightning speed along his metallic horn to cover his entire body.
Galos shuddered.
He felt a momentary, intense numbness, spasm, and pain. Wisps of smoke rose from his body, and the rainwater between his scales almost evaporated. His tail curled up slightly.
But that's all.
Hu. Garos exhaled a breath of hot air, flapped his dragon wings, and stretched his body. Although he still felt some numbness, he had no other discomfort.
"My electric resistance may not be comparable to that of a blue dragon, but it has been improved to a level far exceeding that of a normal red dragon or iron dragon."
This unexpected turn of events allowed Galos to verify and confirm the strength of his electrical resistance.
Galus looked up at the sky, where countless silver snakes danced among the thick, dark clouds, and lightning flashed down from time to time, illuminating the sky.
"The tingling, electric sensation all over my body is quite enjoyable, I'll try it again."
He raised his tail high, using the ring on it to attract lightning to strike him.
Immediately afterwards, bolt after bolt of lightning struck Galos, a mixture of numbness and pain, as if performing a 'lightning tempering' on him.
Until, a familiar bronze-colored dragon silhouette appeared on the horizon.
(End of this chapter)
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