Chapter 93 Real Combat: Defeating the Entire Ogre Clan with the Power of One Dragon!
In the dead of night, Garus folded his dragon wings and hovered above the clouds.
His gaze pierced through the thin mist and the night, looking down at the hills below.
Shattered Ridge Hills—the territory of the Bone-Chewing Clan of cannibals.
Six years ago, Garros had roughly explored this place, and now, while the hills are largely unchanged, the ogre territory above them is completely different from what he remembered.
What were once sparsely populated ogre camps have now expanded into a cluster of tribes stretching for miles.
Hundreds of tents made from the hides of giant animals grew like tumors on the earth.
There were more than ten times more campfires than I remembered, and each fire was surrounded by five or six fat, strong cannibals.
They wore necklaces of trophies made of prey teeth, wore metal skirts, and carried heavy weapons such as steel clubs, giant axes, and warhammers.
There are many elite ogre warriors who are about four meters tall, and even the most ordinary adult ogres are over three meters tall.
There were also cannibalistic magicians, and there was more than one of them.
The most striking feature is the throne atop the central hill.
It was a giant platform built from the skeletons of numerous unknown organisms, its surface coated with a dark red paint of some kind of mixed metal, making it particularly conspicuous in the night.
Karu Chews Bones' body occupied the throne.
Judging from its size and appearance, it's hard to associate this ogre with any other ogre.
It stands six meters tall, like a giant.
It is bulky but not fat. Beneath its black iron-colored skin are layers of gnarled muscles like ancient tree vines. Its mouth is full of sharp teeth like shark teeth, and a pair of winding horns grow from its head. Its whole body is like cast iron, with an indestructible texture.
Four-meter-tall elite ogre warriors continuously carried various kinds of food, and even rocks and giant logs, to serve Karu.
Karu accepted all comers.
It devours blood, stones, and wood; its appetite seems insatiable.
"This looks exactly like a glutton! Samantha wasn't mistaken."
Galos narrowed his eyes, quietly observing and scrutinizing the night sky.
Gluttons are a rare, high-ranking variant of the ogre race, possessing a gluttonous talent that allows them to break through their original size limitations.
As long as there is enough food.
Gluttony can continuously grow stronger without dying prematurely, making it a certainty to become a legendary creature. Moreover, at the same level, it possesses combat power comparable to excellent dragons, making it difficult for creatures like white dragons to defeat Gluttony at the same level.
Garos gazed down at Gluttony, a flicker of attraction crossing his face.
To this day, he has no core followers under his command.
The limits of the Violent Bear, the Gnoll, and the Gray-maned Werewolf are all there. Even after being transformed by the Dragon Vein, their talents remain limited, and the scale and strength of the entire clan are not of great use.
Moreover, look at the current size of the Bone Chewing Clan.
The Red-Eyed Clan, the Howling Moon Clan, and another War Lizardman Clan have either abandoned their territories and gone into hiding, or are likely doomed. They are all no match for the rising power of the Bone-Chewing Clan.
"My own strength is the most important thing."
"But a powerful army of dependents is also indispensable."
Galos was pondering this in his mind.
It is common knowledge that dragons are easy targets for hunting and extermination, and warriors or adventurers who want to slay dragons will tirelessly track and attack them.
A powerful army of retainers can rid the dragon of many unnecessary troubles.
Galos did not consider himself an evil dragon, feeling that he should be a neutral dragon, but he knew very well that once he was discovered, he would be attacked and slain as an evil dragon.
We can't just abandon our territory and run away with our tails between our legs every time we face an attack.
Relocating to an unfamiliar environment also means risk, and no monster lord is willing to give up their territory unless absolutely necessary.
Galos felt he needed to make some preparations in advance.
"This gluttonous demon hasn't grown up yet, and there's also this ogre clan; they can become my core kin."
Galos, seeing an opportunity, was delighted and pondered how to subdue the ogre.
There is a gluttonous demon, three cannibalistic magicians, and a large number of elite cannibalistic warriors.
"Go and check on the condition of the gnolls and gray-maned werewolves. If they haven't been wiped out, reunite them and, along with Samantha, the bear pack, the fire lizards, and the giant fire ants, attack the Bonechewer clan."
This was Galos's first thought, born out of caution and prudence.
His eyes flickered as he stared at the ogre territory, then he slowly shook his head.
One of Galos's goals is to one day defeat the entire world with the power of a single dragon! He will no longer have to live cautiously.
The caution we exercise now is for the sake of achieving our future goals.
Moreover, although he was cautious, he was not timid.
Galos was very clear about his own level and his own level. He had a clear understanding of his own power, instead of suppressing himself in every way even though he had grown and evolved. Playing the fool for too long can easily turn you into a real pig.
"My speed, my explosive power, these newly evolved dragon wings have made me invincible."
“I don’t need to fear an ogre clan, or an underdeveloped Glutton. I can defeat them all by myself.”
"The goal of defeating the entire world with the power of a single dragon will begin with this ogre clan."
Galos confirmed repeatedly that this was not the result of arrogance and conceit, but rather the result of his rational thinking and assessment of the levels of both sides. He even took a small sip of fairy scale powder to enhance his mental agility.
After careful consideration, he made up his mind.
Meanwhile, the gluttonous demon Karu was gnawing on a marble block handed to him by his tribesmen, crunching and eating it.
Its appetite is too great. If it ate all fresh meat, the entire clan would be dragged down. As the chieftain, for the long-term development of the clan, the Gluttonous Demon Karu would also eat some stones to fill its stomach.
This is not only for the clan, but also for itself.
Only when the clan grows stronger can it provide more food.
Suddenly, Karu smelled something unusual, so he stopped chewing and looked up at the sky.
A dragon shadow appeared in Gluttony's field of vision, making no attempt to conceal its dragon might and aura.
Not only the Glutton, but also a group of elite ogre warriors and several warlocks noticed the appearance of the dragon shadow.
But they weren't too afraid; on the contrary, they were eager to try.
Since the birth of the Gluttonous Demon, the entire Bonechewer Clan has been in a state of high excitement, high spirits, and unstoppable momentum. Any creature that stands in their way or appears in front of them will be torn apart and turned into food to help them continue to grow.
"It's a young dragon."
The most experienced and knowledgeable two-headed cannibal magician spoke simultaneously from both heads.
"What kind of dragon species?"
"Karu asked."
The left head of the two-headed cannibalistic magician said, "It looks like a red dragon." The right head disagreed, saying, "No, it's an iron dragon!"
"It must be the Red Dragon!"
"It must be Tie Long!"
The two heads began to fight, and the cannibalistic magician seemed to have gone mad, swinging his fists and sometimes hitting the left head, sometimes the right.
Karu then asked, "Is it delicious?"
Is it edible?
Is it tasty?
This is what the gluttonous demon cares about most.
The two-headed cannibalistic magicians stopped what they were doing and said in unison, "It must be delicious!"
Saliva dripped from Karu's mouth.
It raised its head, a sly glint in its eyes, and shouted in a gruff voice, "Dragon of the sky, please come down and visit the Bone-Chewing Clan! I am willing to share food with you!"
The red iron dragon suddenly flapped its wings, but instead of diving down, it dispersed the surrounding clouds, creating a hole hundreds of meters wide, and soared straight into the higher sky, as if it had been frightened and fled.
Karu stared longingly at the dragon's shadow, which was gradually shrinking and becoming indistinct, and sighed.
But he didn't lower his head or look away.
It suddenly noticed that a red light suddenly shone brightly in the distant sky, tearing the firmament apart, like a crimson comet falling from the sky.
The pair of weapon-like dragon wings flapped, and thick, dark red flames surged from the ends of the silver crystal bones.
Galus's speed increased dramatically.
The crimson scales on the wing membrane vibrated at a high frequency, cutting through the air with a buzzing sound like thousands of sharp blades being drawn from their sheaths. The scales all over the body also gradually turned reddish-brown due to the extreme friction with the air, and as the altitude decreased, they continued to emit a muffled thunderous roar.
The rock face was cracked, and small pebbles fell down in a soft rustling sound.
The roar of breaking the sound barrier caused the ordinary ogres of the Bonechewer clan to cover their ears in agony.
Karu suddenly stood up, his eyes gleaming, staring intently at the red iron dragon that was gradually falling, like a comet.
Knock knock knock!
It pounded its chest, making a drum-like sound, and its bloated body became more muscular at a visible speed, with every muscle fiber twisted up like a steel wire, containing a powerful and terrifying force.
"Come on, dragon!"
It roared.
The elite warriors gripped their weapons tightly, ready for battle, while several warlocks were preparing spells, waiting for the dragon to land.
However, they were disappointed.
When Galus was about 300 meters from the ground, he suddenly flapped his wings.
boom--!
The shockwave spread outwards, uprooting and blowing away some tents, and leaving the ground in a mess with flying sand and stones.
But this is just the most insignificant aftershock.
Galos did not stop. The flames behind his dragon wings surged and billowed. His body swept through the air in a graceful arc, instantly adjusting its direction with incredible maneuverability and rising again.
At the same time.
Those red-hot, flaking scales, having converted enough heat energy through extreme friction with the air, rained down on the Bone Chewing Clan like a torrential downpour.
The pupils of the Gluttonous Demon Karu suddenly contracted.
Boom boom boom boom!
Clusters of flames shot into the sky, emitting explosive roars like angry dragons, engulfing the Gluttony Demon and the elite warriors and sorcerers surrounding it.
I took my wife to her prenatal checkup today, so it's already past midnight.
(End of this chapter)
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