I spoke my thoughts silently. Whether it was ordinary dog-headed men or those even stronger dog-headed men warriors, in my senses, they were all just level 0 creatures.
These kinds of weaklings could easily be killed by Emilia and Hannah, let alone myself. It was estimated that if they stood and let them fight, they wouldn't even be able to break my scale defense.
However, in my senses, there were a few not-so-weak auras in this dog-headed camp. One of the breaths was very powerful, far exceeding the third-level demonic creature Sword Wind Wolf, making me a little fearful.
That aura gave me a sense of familiarity. I pondered for a moment and found the reason for the familiarity of the scent.
It was the scent of the black dragon lady. Then it was certain that the existence with the powerful aura inside the camp was the black dragon lady's dependent!
"I told you, at least it's an adult black dragon. How could it not have a dependent monster?"
I inwardly spat out a sentence. However, although I was certain that this dog-headed camp was the black dragon lady's dependent force, I still had no intention of exposing myself.
I wasn't some young master of a clan who liked to show off in front of his clansmen.
I silently lurked in the dense jungle until, at a certain moment, a single thin and dry black scale dog carrying a broken basket came into my neighborhood.
I struck; my thick dragon claws instantly pierced the dog-headed man's head, and the wide dragon wings that were originally closed behind him instantly unfolded. With a lift of my wings, I disappeared.
The sound of a not-so-small commotion attracted a small team of nearby dog-headed men, who twitched their noses, sniffing the air like puppies, and then let out fierce barking sounds. One of the dog-headed men quickly ran in the direction of the camp.
The scene turned to the other side. In a wooded clearing several miles away from the dog-headed camp, a huge dragon shadow swept across the sky, which landed on the ground and gathered its wings.
I loosened the dog-headed man that was grasped in the middle of the dragon's claws.
Then I saw the dog-headed man's body fall softly to the ground. My eyes stared, and after sensing that the dog-headed man did not die but only fainted, I was relieved in my heart.
I stretched out a sharp dragon finger and gently poked at the dog-headed man's arm.
The arm that was wrapped in fine black scales was instantly broken open by the sharp dragon finger, revealing the bright red flesh inside.
The pain awakened the dog-headed man. Skye felt a sharp pain coming from his arm and instantly woke up from his stupor.
He violently opened his eyes and raised his head to see a black dragon with a majestic physique.
The black dragon's huge body completely covered his skinny body, and its open dragon wings could be said to cover the sky.
"Great black dragon, your dragon wings are as white as the sky, and your body is as robust as a mountain peak."
I gathered the purposely unfurled dragon wings behind my back and slightly lowered my head, looking at the dog-headed man who lay on his back and kept kneeling in front of me. A hint of satisfaction flashed in my eyes.
This was the so-called dragon's body shaking and the dog-headed man worshiping. Anyone who saw me would want to worship, right?
"Alright, shut up. Next, I ask you to answer."
I spoke in a low voice.
The dog-headed man Skye was swept by the dragon's might. His body was shaken, and he immediately closed his mouth, respectfully looking at me.
"This neighborhood…"
I began the long session of questioning. That's right; I had captured this dog-headed man with the idea of gathering intelligence and information about the neighborhood.
Time passed, and as the questioning went on, I acquired quite a bit of information. Originally, I only knew that this was the Dark Forest and the place where the dragon's nest was located was the rotting swamp.
Now, I knew the rough division of forces in the Dark Forest.
With the dragon's nest as the center point to the north, in the direction of the inner perimeter of the Dark Forest, resided the Forest Elves.
However, according to dog-man Skye, the forest elves have not appeared here for more than 10 years. The reason he knows this is that there are records and legacies among the tribes.
To the west of the dragon's nest is still a continuous dark forest, where there are powerful magical creatures and magical creature tribes, such as ogre tribes, green demon tribes, and so on.
Tens of miles to the east of the dragon's nest is a plane of grass where the Centaur Tribe rules, and its relationship with the dragon's nest is hostile.
To the south of the dragon's nest, near the dragon's nest, there are three monster tribes: the dog-headed men tribe of Skye, a small forest troll tribe, and a goblin tribe.
These three tribes were all the black dragon lady's dependent forces.
All of the dependent monsters added together numbered over fifteen hundred, plus a small number of elite dragon-born individuals among them, so the comprehensive strength together wasn't weak.
If you walk a few dozen kilometers further to the south, you'll be on the border with the territory of the human Duchy of Kas.
After understanding the distribution of forces around the dragon's nest, my eyes narrowed, and I fell into thought.
"If we go to the north, I might encounter elves. It's too dangerous; elves are not beings to be messed with, especially the older ones. Some of them are older than the dragon mother."
I shook my head; the south, as the human principality, was definitely ruled out first.
Toward the east, as the plains, the environment was not suitable for hidden development. Since the Centaur tribe, spoken of by dog-headed man Skye, has the strength to be hostile to the dragon nest forces, and the two are well-watered, their strength will certainly not be weak there.
After carefully analyzing the situation, I realized that I surprisingly had only one option: the west, the region occupied by a large number of demons, beasts, and demonic tribes.
The entire Dark Forest was very large and rich in resources, and the territory occupied by the dragon's nest was only a very insignificant piece of the Dark Forest.
Therefore, I didn't need to worry about not having enough territory and resources to develop.
"The west we go."
My eyes were deep, and I had made a decision. I slightly lowered my head and looked at the humble dog-headed man Skye, who was kneeling on the ground, opened my hideous dragon mouth, and said:
"Skye, for the credit of your intelligence as well as your still-intelligent mind, the Great True Dragon Barbatos Caesar Volaric segment will grant you the honor of becoming a servant of the dragon!"
Skye stared at me with wide eyes, as if he couldn't believe it when he reacted quickly. More smartly, or again, he simply had no reason to refuse this heavenly temptation!
Thus, without hesitation, Skye kowtowed and bowed to me with a fervent expression. His tone underwent some subtle changes too.
"Skye will serve you as his lord, Great True Dragon Master!"
I nodded with satisfaction. But then again, the dragon language spoken by the dog-headed man was really hard to listen to, with several barking intonations interspersed in one sentence. It was extremely hard to listen to.
But never mind. At least it was a race that could speak dragon language.
From the dragon heritage and the language, in addition to the dragon language, he also mastered the continent's common language, giant language, and elf language—a total of four languages.
The dog-headed man Skye also mastered part of the continent's common language. On this continent, most of the intelligent races that had exchanges with the outside world would more or less understand the continent's common language.
Thoughts turned slightly. I looked at the kneeling dog-man Skye in front of me and took out a piece of the dragon scale that I had stored from the chest's reverse scale crevice.
This piece of dragon scale had fallen from my natural growth.
My expression became much more serious as I recalled the attachment contract and the dragon's inheritance.
Normally, the attachment contract already belonged to the spellcasting ability, which could only be used after reaching the juvenile dragon stage and undergoing a magical awakening.
However, dragons, as natural top-level magical creatures, were not weak in their natural spellcasting talent, so even fledglings and young dragons could make a favor contract as long as they were willing to pay some price.
There were three types of attachment contracts.
The highest specification is the blood contract. The dragon's mountain-like volume stores a lot of blood, but the only part that can be called blood is from the heart.
The blood contract is where the dragon forces out a drop of blood to transform the dependent's bloodline into the potential of strong dragon vein creatures. At the same time, the dependent will be able to obtain the growth ability with the master too.
But the blood contract is extremely exhausting for the dragon itself and will not be used easily.
The medium specification is dragon blood and dragon scales, using the scales as the paper and the blood as the pen, using the magical contract to establish a spiritual connection with the dependent.
The dependent will be transformed into a dragonborn and will also benefit from the master's growth. But the degree of benefit is not as great as that of the blood contract.
The most inferior specification is to dip it in the dragon's breath. Bestow dragon blood, dragon scales, and even stay with the dragon for a long time.
You can also dip into some of the breath, which has a trace of a weak dragon vein. This kind of dependence can't give any benefit from the master's growth. Accordingly, too many free constraints are not as strong as the first two kinds of ability, so there is also the probability of betrayal.
After thinking about it, I squeezed out a thick drop of blood. I intended to perform the second specification of the contract on Skye.
As I recited a magic incantation under my breath, the dragon scales and dragon blood slowly rose into the air under the action of invisible magic power, gradually approaching and eventually fusing into one shimmering light flashing across the ghostly black scales.
As the incantation proceeded, a line of small Flathead characters appeared on the dragon scale. This is a contract written in the dragon language. This contract was not drawn up by the dragon itself but was passed down by the first generation of ancestral Dragons and Dragon Gods. After years of continuous improvement, it can be called one of the most perfect contracts in this multiverse.
After the contract was written, the scale slowly fell towards the forehead of the kneeling dog-headed man, Skye, fitting onto his head, gradually merging into the skin and disappearing. The dragon vein power contained in the dragon scale scattered into all parts of the body, moisturizing the flesh, sinews, and bones of the other side and beginning to fundamentally improve the weak body of the dog-headed man.
Dogman Skye gritted his teeth and endured great pain. This was the paroxysm of pain right by the bloodline transformation of the body.
After experiencing this intense pain, it would usher in a new life. After waiting for about ten minutes, the initial transformation of the bloodline was completed.
Dogman Skye's face, which had been contorted due to enduring the pain, gradually relaxed in ease.
Opening his eyes, his orange and yellow vertical pupils became slightly black. This was the manifestation of the initial transformation of the Black Dragon's bloodline.
I felt an extra trace of spiritual connection with the dog-headed man in front of me and understood that my first dependent was born.
"Your humble servant Skye offers you heartfelt gratitude."
Skye felt the power within his body that was a fraction stronger and was instantly overwhelmed with excitement.
In the Black Tooth tribe he stayed in, only the chief was a proper dragon descendant! The chief's powerful strength had long made Skye covetous, and now this strength could be possessed by him, making him even more powerful in the future!
"Well, next time you stay nearby, don't get too close to the rotting swamp. Also, don't go back to the original tribe. When the dragon vein power in your body develops to a certain level and you have the power to defend yourself, collect some Dogmen and Dogwomen from the western region for me to explore the news and occupy territory."
I casually waved my claws and then unfolded my huge dragon wings, transforming into a black shadow that swept across the sky and flew toward the rotting swamp not far away, soon disappearing.
The dog-headed man, Skye, looked away from my departing figure, his eyes gradually firming up. The order given by the great True Dragon Master must be fulfilled perfectly!
After initially accepting the power of the dragon vein, he didn't become extremely powerful all of a sudden; it was something that needed time to develop.
Fighting, killing, and devouring the blood and flesh of powerful magical creatures could all develop the dragon vein power contained within the body.
Skye looked around and quickly searched for a suitable hardwood stick, spending some time sharpening it before cautiously exploring the surrounding area. He planned to find a lair to stay and develop his dragon vein power.
On the other hand, I soon returned to the dragon nest. Just after returning to the Dragon's nest, I couldn't hold back my drowsiness and directly crawled to the edge of the muddy pool, my head and tail encircling, and fell into a deep sleep.
As I said before, fledgling Dragons and young Dragons without magical awakening could also perform a family contract. They needed to consume some price, and that price was the consumption of a large amount of magic power stored in the Dragon's blood.
I had forcibly cast magic abilities beyond my age, and the magic power in my blood had been consumed too much.
However, thanks to my incredibly strong physique nowadays, this kind of consumption could be quickly recovered after a sleep.
As for why I suddenly decided to take the dog-headed man Skye as independent, this was just an idle move made by me.
If Dogman Skye could make a mark in the Western region, that would naturally be excellent; if he died violently in the middle of the journey, then the loss would not be too great.
This was called investing in advance.
Five days later,
I woke up from my slumber, feeling my body had returned to its full strength.
I walked out slowly. At this time, Emilia and Hannah were gnawing on the bones, the last remains of the Devil Shark mother brought a few days ago.
I shook my head at the silly look of the two sisters. I don't know whom to blame for this silly look.
"How long did I sleep?"
I looked at the two little Dragon sisters and asked. Emilia ignored me; instead, she snorted coldly and turned her head away.
"You've been asleep for five days," Hannah answered honestly.
I nodded at her words. I exhaled and silently said in my heart, it seems that before magic awakens, one should try to go as little as possible to forcefully use magical abilities.
Although it is said that there is no damage to my body, the sleeping time is quite long, and the power is still weak during the sleeping period.
Using the magical ability of the family contract after magic awakening was as easy as an ordinary person running on flat ground, unlike forcing the use of magical abilities. Now, before magic awakening, it was as difficult as an ordinary person running under ten meters of water; one needed to run by squeezing one's body's potential in order to achieve the goal.