Chapter 61 The Serpent That Eats Dragons (Please read on, please vote with monthly tickets, today's top recommendation)
Caravans passing through the Sel Wilderness primarily collect minerals, materials from the bodies of ferocious beasts and monsters, and resources such as potions and herbs, transporting them to the southern Lorthen Federation for sale and profit.
The caravans varied in size and scale.
Some of them were exceptionally large, so large that even a fully grown dragon wouldn't dare to touch them.
However, there are also groups that take risks, hoping for a lucky break and a quick fortune, and come here to trade when there is insufficient security.
Small, poorly guarded caravans.
Once discovered by evil creatures that have taken root in the wilderness, they are like delicious food delivered to one's doorstep—why not take advantage of them?
Every year, countless small caravans disappear in the Serbian wilderness.
However, businessmen, as long as there is sufficient profit to be made, will flock to it, and no amount of risk can stop them or curb their greed.
Think about it carefully.
This seems to be no different from the inherent flaws rooted in the dragon lineage.
"The Thousand Serpents' Mark is a vast network of roads, and there is a branch line here. If I encounter a suitable small caravan, I may have a chance to rob it."
"If I'm going to rob a caravan, I'd better not show myself. Otherwise, if my whereabouts are revealed, it will attract adventurers to attack or even armies to surround and suppress me."
"I have too few of these bears under my command, and they are not intelligent enough to execute complex commands."
"I need some truly intelligent beings as my retinue."
Before one can defeat the entire world with the power of a single dragon, having a retinue is still necessary.
Or rather, all dragons need servants.
Evil dragons are not metal dragons. When faced with threats and challenges, they can call on their friends and summon dragon allies for assistance. Evil dragons often act alone, and if they do not have a retinue of followers, they are easily attacked and killed.
“I am not a dragon, but prejudice in people’s hearts is a mountain. They always treat me as a dragon as soon as they meet me, shouting to kill me. Since that’s the case, I also need to make some preparations and improve my foundation.”
Galos was pondering this in his mind.
After observing the Graymane werewolf territory for some time,
He did not act rashly, but prepared to leave.
There are other places waiting for him to explore, especially the side roads of the Thousand Serpents' Mark, for he is very interested in the passing caravans.
But at this very moment...
Galos keenly noticed that an older werewolf, whose fur had turned grayish-white, emerged from a tent-like building located in the center of the territory.
It wore a necklace made of the bones of an unknown animal around its neck and leaned on a shiny, old oak cane.
It was the shaman of the werewolf tribe.
After it emerged, it immediately summoned a dozen strong, muscular werewolves, who then carried some live prey the size of cattle and horses, with their limbs bound, and headed towards the dark, moonless mountain wall.
Upon seeing this.
Galos did not rush to leave, but remained hidden high in the sky, ready to see what the werewolf shaman was doing.
The shaman, accompanied by the strong werewolf, quickly arrived at the foot of the mountain wall.
Thump! The adult werewolves were a little nervous. They put their prey on the ground and accidentally made a dull sound, which drew the shaman's displeased look.
But the shaman also understood the fear of the adult werewolf.
It waved its paws, dismissing the adult werewolves, then took a deep breath and faced its terrifying neighbors who lived on the side of the valley alone.
He took out a bone whistle.
The shaman took a deep breath and blew on it, producing a long and resonant sound.
Crackling sounds echoed from the mountainside, a slight tremor running through it, as gravel fell like a fine rain.
Immediately afterwards.
A huge, serpentine monster, over ten meters long, emerged from the dark, backlit cave.
This is a huge serpent, its body covered with a layer of green scales, its eyes blood red, its tail forked into three branches, and a pair of sharp claws at the front of its body.
It winds its way down the steep cliff face.
Its only pair of claws gripped the rock, and the hard rock crumbled like tofu.
In the blink of an eye, it arrived in front of the old werewolf shaman, opened its blood-red maw, and bit into a fresh live animal that the strong werewolf had just brought, and began to eat.
Instead of immediately killing its prey, it showed a look of pleasure in its eyes, enjoying the prey's cries and struggles, tearing off its skin, flesh, and bones bit by bit, and eating it.
The entire process was bloody and cruel.
Even the bloodthirsty werewolves couldn't help but tremble, not daring to look in their direction. The little wolf cubs buried their heads in their parents' fur, shivering like quails.
The entire Greymane werewolf tribe seemed to be terrified of this ferocious beast.
After the meal was eaten, it was done in a manner that bordered on torture and abuse.
The ferocious beast ignored the old werewolf in front of it and turned back.
Instead of crawling along the mountain wall, its wingless body soared through the air and flew back to the cave in the mountain wall.
"A cliffside serpent dragon?!"
Looking at the ferocious beast, Garos felt a chill run down his spine.
Almost immediately upon seeing it, a large number of warning messages emerged in the system.
This ferocious beast is called the Cliff Serpent Dragon.
Cliffside Serpent Dragon, Heavenly Pool Serpent Dragon, Stone Tomb Serpent Dragon, Rocky Mountain Serpent Dragon, Cold Forest Serpent Dragon—Serpent Dragon, Sub-type Dragon.
Although it is wingless and has only one pair of claws, there is no doubt that this cliff serpent dragon is also a dragon.
And among dragons.
In terms of evil and ferocity, even the infamous five-colored dragons have to look up to the serpent dragons.
The Serpent Dragon is a primitive and savage dragon. Although intelligent, its way of thinking is closer to that of a wild beast than that of the White Dragon. It is extremely ferocious and will stop at nothing to make its enemies suffer more pain and torment than simply kill them. It hates and despises all life equally, including its own kind of dragon.
Moreover, they eat dragons.
Related dragons were also on the diet of the serpent dragon.
It could even be said that they are obsessed with eating dragons, have a particular fondness for dragon flesh and blood, and enjoy torturing and killing their own kind, making them truly evil dragons.
And that is precisely why.
Although serpentine dragons possess the blood and power of dragons, they are not widely recognized by dragons.
What's more troublesome is that this thing's claws and fangs are highly poisonous, and its soul is also cursed.
For example, if you kill a fire-attribute cliff serpent dragon, it will curse you with its life. If you don't have enough resistance to the curse to avoid it, you will suffer fire resistance reduction for an infinite duration.
"It is about ten meters long, so it should be a juvenile or teenage serpent dragon."
"The Cliff Serpent Dragon is not high in the serpent dragon hierarchy. Its life level is probably similar to mine, but the serpent dragon's curse is too troublesome. If I were to fight it, it would be a thankless task."
Galos hovered high in the air, trying not to attract the attention of the Cliff Serpent Dragon.
The cliff-dwelling serpent dragon slowly flew to the cave entrance and, starting with its head, gradually burrowed inside.
But just as its tail was about to disappear into the cave, it suddenly stopped.
With a few flicks of its forked tail, the cliff serpent emerged from the cave again, its nose constantly sniffing the air.
Because it preys on dragons, the serpent dragon is extremely sensitive to their scent. The cliff serpent dragon faintly smelled the scent of other dragons, which made it feel hungry, its appetite increased, and its spirits were high.
(End of this chapter)
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