One Dragon Against the World
Chapter 101

First Night Rights, Lightning Evolution, and the Stone Giant

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Among the Howling Moon Clan.

Garos summoned the chief Russell and told it about Purple Copper Ore. It was responsible for handling the mining. Then it started preparing to communicate with Nick Caravan, reestablishing channels, and told it many things.

The next wave of transactions will be except Black Oil.

Garos allows family members to make profits for themselves, but the premise is that it cannot affect their acquisition of Black Oil.

This can stimulate the enthusiasm of the family members themselves. They follow Garos for a better life and brighter prospects, and Garos is not Evil Dragon. As long as they do well, they will be given opportunities.

In addition.

If only Black Oil is required, the behavior will appear abnormal.

There are many large Black Oilfields in Bernardo Planet, so Black Oil is very rich in storage, but this does not mean that Black Oil is a resource that can be obtained casually, nor does it mean that anyone can use Black Oil.

No country will despise its own Black Oil.

It is mainly used to power large-scale alchemy props such as Alchemy Golem. It is a strategic material, so it is subject to certain control.

Although there are formal channels for purchase, they are all limited.

Hongshang at Ser Wilderness.

They often conduct private transactions with the local oil field garrison, transport Black Oil to Southern Kingdoms, and then transfer and sell it to some small countries that need Black Oil but do not have sufficient local resources.

Buy Black Oil from Southern Kingdoms and ship to Ser Wilderness.

This behavior is a bit strange.

Why does a monster clan in the wilderness desire Black Oil alone? And there is still a large and continuous demand? If this is noticed by those who are interested, it will most likely cause unnecessary trouble.

"Dragon Lord, please accept this."

Russell presents a piece of Communication Stone.

"This is what the caravan brought last time."

"Through it, you can give us instructions remotely when it is inconvenient for you to come."

It was considerate, but explained Garos unnecessarily.

"Next time, let the caravan bring more Communication Stone."

Garos took Communication Stone and said.

Flapping his wings, he carried buckets of Black Oil packed with iron vine nets and prepared to take off.

At this time, Frost Fang just returned. Russell saw his daughter approaching and thought of the records of Dragonkin's habits in the clan's classics. He hesitated for a moment, and then shouted to Garos, "Wait, Dragon Lord, please wait a moment."

Garos lowered his eyes and looked at Russell.

"Anything else?"

Russell pulled Frost Fang to his side, and under Garos's puzzled gaze, he whispered, "Honorable Dragon Lord, in order to celebrate your return, Frost Fang will dedicate his first night to serve you."

"If you are not satisfied, all the young Werewolfs in the Howling Moon Clan are at your disposal."

Garos opened his eyes wide.

He is still Hatchling Dragon, and he doesn't quite understand Russell's brain circuit at this moment.

Frost Fang stood obediently beside his father, not angry or dissatisfied, but with a little expectation in his eyes.

Garos stared intently at the young mother Werewolf.

Her fur is shiny, her teeth are white, her eyes are watery and clear, a pair of upright ears are covered with fine fluff, her tail and limbs are slender, and her body proportions are just right. She is a beautiful female Werewolf.

Dragonkin has eyes that discover the beauty of all things.

Garos naturally appreciated the beauty of Frost Fang.

But he still didn't understand why Russell suddenly said this.

"Am I unintentionally showing my lustful side?"

Garos thought about it carefully and couldn't remember that he behaved like this, so he directly asked Russell why he had such thoughts.

Russell hesitated, and finally, under the gaze of Garos, he said with some hesitation, "It is recorded in our tribe's classics that the male Dragonkin lord will ask the female of the family to give him the right of first night."

"In order to increase your attention and favor towards the Howling Moon Clan, I thought of offering it to you without waiting for you to ask."

Garos was silent.

It's really no wonder that Russell has a crooked idea.

Because the records in their clan's classics are correct.

Evil Dragon lords such as Red Dragon really like to do this, have promiscuous sex, indulge in lust, directly give birth to Dragonkin children with their dependents, and then let such Dragonkin children serve as their core guards.

As for reproductive isolation.

This does not exist in dragons.

The bloodline of Dragonkin is so powerful and domineering that it can give birth to Dragonkin when combined with almost any creature.

But.

Often Dragonkin who are above young age will have this idea when certain desires begin to sprout.

At least for now, Garos, who is only fourteen years old, has no interest in this, even though his Xiaolong has been trained for a long time and his strength has far exceeded the normal Young Dragon.

And even if you are interested.

Garos, who has not yet mastered Shapeshifting Spell, cannot do anything substantial due to the huge size difference between the two sides.

Shapeshifting Spell, this is a spell that all Dragonkin can master. Under normal circumstances, it will awaken in Young Adult Stage.

Metal Dragon, especially Gold Dragon and Silver Dragon, like to use Shapeshifting Spell to mix with other intelligent biological races and play games in the world, while Evil Dragon often uses Shapeshifting Spell for indulgence.

Frost Fang said calmly, "Great Dragon Lord, I volunteer to serve you."

Combined with Dragonkin, Dragonkin Werewolf was born.

This is a good thing for the Howling Moon Clan, as it allows them to have a closer relationship with Garos.

Moreover, Frost Fang itself also admires the powerful power of Garos.

That Dragonkin body, full of power and beauty, majestic and powerful, majestic and ferocious, will not only attract Dragonkin, but also make Frost Fang admire it across races.

"Let's talk about it later."

Garos neither agreed nor refused directly.

After leaving a few words, he rose into the air.

"Father, do you think Dragon Lord will agree?"

Frost Fang blinked and asked Russell.

"Yes, yes."

Russell whispered, "Dragon Lord's body contains at least half Red Dragon Bloodline. According to the clan's classics, male red dragons are very lustful."

Sweeping back the majestic dragon horns.

There is a faint smell of sulfur and fire on his body.

Strong body.

Thick, protruding teeth protrude from the upper and lower jaws.

Dense and sharp thorns.

These are the characteristics of the red dragon. Although Russell does not know the situation of Iron Dragon and Secondary-Class Dragon, it still has a certain understanding of the famous Dragonkin like the red dragon. It can be seen that Garos has Red Dragon Bloodline in it.

It is said.

The last thing the human army wants to do is to conquer the male red dragon lord.

On the one hand, the red dragon itself is powerful.

Another reason is that male red dragons are almost non-vegetarian, are in estrus almost anytime and anywhere, and are extremely fertile, so there will be a large number of Dragonkin offspring under their command.

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"I want to have a litter of wolf pups with dragon scales."

Frost Fang said longingly.

Next, time passed slowly with the alternation of sun and moon in the wilderness.

Garos put Howling Moon Clan's episode behind him and didn't pay much attention to it. He subsequently came to the Red-Eye Clan again in Weeping Cliff, which consolidated Gnoll's loyalty to him.

No accidents occurred during this period.

Bloodfang Warlord's rule over his clan is very stable, and it has not aged in six years. It is in its prime.

It is worth mentioning that.

A Gnoll Warlock was born in the Red-Eye Clan. He was the Gnoll Sentinel who was stunned when he saw Garos for the first time.

At that time, Garos felt that the sentinel's perception was relatively good.

It's not a surprise to be able to awaken the power in your bloodline and become a warlock.

As long as the monster clan in the wilderness has a certain scale, there is a high probability that there will be a warlock, Shaman, or a priest or other existence in it. This is like some kind of survival mechanism formed during the evolution of the race.

There are also Lizardfolk from the Rending Claw Clan.

They suffered the most losses in the battle with Ogre. Seeing that Dragonkin was willing to protect them, they wanted to kiss Garos's toes directly, and chose to be loyal to Garos on the spot.

The four clans of Scale-Earth Rift Road.

Garos integrated them all under his command, but did not let them live together. He only gave them some rules to avoid too fierce conflicts, and to ambush and plunder the business roads in a more orderly and sustainable way.

It's a pity.

Because Ogre Clan has carried out too many uncontrolled plunders in the past six years, there are now almost no caravans passing by on Scale-Earth Rift Road, and there are some very large caravans that are guarded by defenders.

But this is only temporary.

Garos has asked Werewolfs to contact Nick, asking him to spread the news that Scale-Earth Rift Road is gradually safe and calm, and to set an example by going to Scale-Earth Rift Road.

Waiting for Nick to return with a full load next time.

Presumably it will re-stimulate the greed of other businessmen.

Several clans are under his control.

Garos's life gradually became calm and stable.

With the reserve of Black Oil, his daily exercise became more efficient, and he took the time to try using Black Oil and Fairy Scale Powder at the same time.

The result was as he expected.

With Fairy Scale Powder's enhanced mental reaction, he was able to control the extreme speed of Black Oil's amplification in a short period of time.

Combined with Bloodburst Art that comes with Horn Ring.

With Garos in a fully explosive state, the overall combat effectiveness will be increased to a new intensity.

Garos is not immersed in the improvements brought by external objects. He knows that these are trump cards that cannot be used casually. Only a strong foundation is the most important thing.

Shattered Spine Hills under the night.

Zhila! Zhila!

Garos is located in the center of several warlocks, standing silently, letting several Ogre warlocks use their Lightning Chain skills to attack him.

His body was wrapped with dense arcs of electricity.

Garos felt that his whole body was numb and numb, and the muscles under the scales were constantly experiencing an electric, electrifying feeling, which was then stimulated, bulging and contracting, and the feeling became clearer and clearer.

And when he was shocked, some arcs of electricity escaped from the gaps in his scales.

Dense, rich and sparkling.

Like a mane woven by lightning.

Garos has a strong premonition.

My next evolution may be related to lightning.

It happens that Ogre Warlock can use Lightning Chain, and the direct attack effect is better than Lightning Tail Ring's enchanted attack, so he frequently exercises with it to improve his lightning resistance and looks forward to the next evolution.

Very quickly.

Several warlocks who had exhausted Magic Energy were limp and were carried away by Ogre warriors.

Garos was still not finished, so he called Glutton Demon who was eating to stop first.

"Kalu, come here and play with me."

He asked Glutton Demon to put Lightning Tail Ring on his arm and exercise with him for a while.

A few minutes later.

Garos's workout is not over yet.

A Ogre sentry suddenly came in a hurry.

"Report to Dragon Lord, there is a Stone Giant who came to the outskirts of the Jawbone Clan and wants to meet the leader."

The sentry whispered.

Stone Giant? Where did it come from?

Garos's eyes narrowed.

"Kalu, be prepared to welcome me, ask about its purpose and origin, and do not expose my existence."

Garos did not take off. He crawled along the hilly ridges in the recesses of the slopes that were difficult to detect. He spread his wings, gathered his breath, and almost blended into the night. Only a pair of deep black eyes quietly stared at the territory of the Jawbone Clan below.

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