Especially the dragon species with the weakest bloodlines. Not to mention the green dragon, black dragon, bronze dragon, copper dragon, and white dragon. They have the lowest bloodlines and the lowest probability of being promoted to a legend.
The ones you don't have to worry about are the red and gold dragons. The former has a good chance of becoming a legend if it works hard at the old dragon stage, while the latter doesn't even have to work hard and can basically advance to legend smoothly when it reaches the old dragon stage. Compared to the two of them, the other true dragons are much worse.
Even the silver dragon is a bit worse. Silver dragons and red dragons can be seen fighting in many material planes. In most cases, the red dragon is defeated, and the silver dragon wins. However, this does not mean that the red dragon is weaker than the silver dragon. On the contrary, in terms of pure strength, the red dragon is stronger than the silver dragon. Yes, they win because of the power of friendship. The reason why it is defeated is that the silver dragon likes to make friends. Once there is a battle with the red dragon, the silver dragon will usually use a summoning spell to bring its friends over and beat the red dragon in a group.
A red dragon who is isolated and has no friends will naturally be beaten until it runs around with its head in its hands. This is the real fact.
Except for the forces on both sides who know the specific outcome of the battle between Dragon Knight Dion Beye, everyone else can only guess.
However, most forces believe that in that battle, the dragon knight Dion Beye fell into a disadvantage and even fled in defeat. Otherwise, why did the Ryan royal family endure the humiliation, cede land, and still recognize their identity?
The Ryan Empire naturally has more than one legendary powerhouse. There are several legendary powerhouses in the royal family alone. There must also be legendary powerhouses hidden among the people. However, with the existence of the legendary level, the alternation of this kind of mortal territory has long been decided. If one takes it lightly, it is basically impossible to fight to the death with a legendary strongman for such interests that do not involve them at all.
Why don't we all sit down and talk about it? We are all strong people who are chasing the top and want to see what the scenery is like at the top. How can there be so much fighting and killing?
It's not about setting off a disaster of demons and undead that sweeps across the plane of destruction.
And the facts prove this.
The legendary mage leader of the Red Wizards of They Association, this powerful being, also stood up and announced that he would not invade the Ryan Empire again in the future, and the two sides formally reached a non-aggression covenant.
At this time, the surrounding forces, who were still enjoying watching the show, were suddenly dumbfounded.
If the red-robed mage has been hiding for so many years and forced the strongest force on the human side to retreat as soon as he was born, is it possible that he can develop peacefully in the future?
It's obviously impossible. Sooner or later, this group of evil mages in red robes will definitely launch an attack on other forces.
At this moment, the faces of several major forces close to the territory of the Red Wizards of They Association turned green. Everyone knew that as long as the Red Wizards of They wanted to expand their power, they would be the next unlucky victims at any time.
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"An alliance?"
"Alliance!"
"Seconded."
The Dwarf Iron Fortress, the Orc Clan, and the Human Kingdom of Knuckles, the three forces close to the Red Wizards of They Association, quickly reached a verbal alliance. As long as any party is invaded or attacked, the other two parties must support it.
The turmoil and changes in power in the central part of the continent have also affected many powers in the south.
Among them, the one that was most affected was the Kingdom of Albit, which was located near the center of the continent because the northern part of the Kingdom of Albit was connected to the southern border of the Kingdom of Nax.
In order to prevent the Kingdom of Albit from stabbing them in the back after the invasion of the Red Wizards of They, the Kingdom of Nax had to drag the Kingdom of Albit into the quagmire of war.
Soon, the Albit Kingdom, which had been peaceful for several years since the last wasteland war, faced war again.
The water tribe 'fishmen' in the 'Laputa River,' the mother river that runs through the Kingdom of Albit, the Principality of Kas, and the Kingdom of Nax, gathered a group of fishmen troops. Using the Laputa River as the center, they launched invasions from all sides, burning, killing, and looting. Almost all the human villages and towns near the Laputa River were defeated and fled.
There are murlocs in the Laputa River, and the nearby human villages and towns are aware of this. After all, low-level monsters like murlocs can be seen everywhere, just like goblins and kobolds. But no one expected that the number of these weak murlocs would be so large. The number of murloc troops that had been detected alone reached hundreds of thousands!
What frightens and angers the Albit Kingdom even more is that among these murlocs, there are actually a large number of tidal murloc warlocks. With the help of the wide basin and water volume of the Laputa River, they set off a tidal wave that swept across hundreds of thousands of square kilometers, causing large-scale floods.
Obviously, this was a premeditated attack.
Not only were the fishmen suddenly attacking, but some noble territories on the border of the Albit Kingdom also started wars, taking the opportunity to plunder the territories of other nobles in the kingdom. Many nobles were killed immediately, and their territories were occupied.
Suddenly, the peaceful and leisurely Albit Kingdom became an isolated island in the sea. Big waves hit, storms swept across, and it was shaky and almost collapsed.
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Southern Dark Forest.
In a valley, senior leaders of various centaur tribes gathered together and had a heated discussion.
"This is a great opportunity. If we attack and retake the wilderness plains now, we will definitely succeed!" A centaur elder said excitedly, his face flushed.
"But, the king's injury has not healed yet. Could it be that we are being too hasty?" Some centaur senior officials thought cautiously and felt that they should not get involved in this conflict.
Soon, dozens of centaur senior officials were divided into two groups. One group advocated attacking and retaking the Wilderness Plains, while the other advocated resting for a few years to accumulate strength. When their king recovered from his injuries and became a legend, they could seize the Wilderness Plains in one fell swoop and even the entire kingdom.
The two factions were arguing. The centaur king, Mohandersen, who had been resting in the back of the valley to recover from his injuries, came out. When he saw this scene, he yelled,
"Enough!"
The whole place fell silent. Everyone looked at Mohandersen, who was approaching, and lowered their heads to show respect.
"Wait for a while and see if the group of murlocs succeeds. If not, we will continue to recuperate in the Dark Forest. If they succeed and make the Albit Kingdom unable to handle it, then we will immediately rush out of the Dark Forest and seize the Wilderness Plains!"
Mohandersen said slowly.
The centaur executives present heard this and had no objections.
Just as Mohandersen was about to leave, a centaur executive stopped him.
"King, what should we do about the Dark Dragon Nest?"
Mohandersen stopped, pondered for a while, and then said, "Send someone to deliver this news to see if the Dark Dragon Nest forces are willing to follow us centaurs."
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Half a day later, the Rotting Swamp and the Dragon's Nest.
Lyanna stopped studying her psychic powers, and a hint of deep thought flashed through her huge brown and yellow dragon eyes.
"Mohandersen actually invited me to invade the kingdom. Do I want to go?" Lyanna hesitated.
According to her own temperament, she actually doesn't want to go. She prefers to keep growing stronger in the dragon's nest. When she becomes invincible, then she will be reborn. Wouldn't that be a good idea?
However, the nature of the evil dragon was instigating her to plunder and cause massacre, which made Lyanna, who had been stable for a long time, a little tempted to take action.
'As Mohandersen said, this opportunity is rare. If I miss this grand partition...'
Lyanna seemed to see countless gold and silver treasures, magic crystals, and ores slipping through her claws.
She struggled but made a decision.
"I am over a hundred years old, and I have never been to the human world to burn, kill, and loot. My life is a failure! It will be a failure if this continues!"
Go. I must go.
Anyway, the centaurs are leading the charge, and that guy Mohandersen still owes me three favors. If I'm in danger, I'll just call him over.
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Dark forests, mountain streams, dragon nests.
The kobold Fula Sky walked along the stone road, humming a self-made tune.
Scattered goblin women and children were sitting in front of the wooden and stone houses on both sides, peeling some kind of green fruit. The fruit's seeds fell down, filling the basket little by little.
The sharp-eyed female goblin saw the kobold, Fula, walking in the distance. Her eyes lit up, and she quickly stood up and greeted, "Lord Fula, are you here so early today? Come on, come and taste my fresh food—the harvested green radish fruits. These green radish fruits are very sweet."
As she said that, she picked up a spoon from the side and filled the basket with a large spoonful of green radish fruits.
These green radish fruits were originally a wild delicacy, but now they've become a hallmark of the Green Forest Clan, thanks to the Rose Tribe's expertise in cultivation. It all began when Chloe, a wolf-girl in charge of logistics, stumbled upon the fruit. While she enjoyed the taste, she found the sheer number of seeds bothersome. After experimenting with selective breeding and magic, she not only reduced the seeds but also enhanced the sweetness of the fruit. She then took it a step further, transplanting the improved bushes into the Green Forest Clan's lands and putting their population to work. With her efforts, the bushes thrived, growing in clusters and yielding an abundant harvest.
Word spread quickly throughout the clan. Soon, many transplanted the bushes into their own courtyards. Now, the green radish fruit is more than just a crop—it has become a symbol of pride for the Green Forest Clan, one of their key specialties.
Fula came over and looked at the large wooden spoon filled with dark green pothos berries, about the size of a thumb.
He took out his hand and stuffed two handfuls into his mouth. It was sweet and glutinous. He chewed it a few times with his eyes closed and then swallowed it with a look of comfort on his face.
"It tastes okay. Okay, my time is precious. How many people do you have in your family?" Fula pushed the wooden spoon away with a groan and asked the female goblin.
"There are nine people in my family now, seven of whom are children." Seeing that Master Fula refused to accept the green radish fruits, the female goblin had no choice but to take them back and then said with an embarrassed smile.
"Nine people, seven children. So many? What is your husband's name?"
"His name is Nick," the female goblin said with some anxiety.
"Let me take a look at the records." Fula frowned slightly, picked up the finger-thick parchment book in her hand, flipped it open, then found the corresponding name and number, and then searched for the name 'Nick' at a glance.
Soon, Fula's rough and sharp fingertips slipped on a name.
[Nick]: Low order fifth (no special talent, no record of hunting intermediate creatures)
Fula raised his head, and his eyes became cold. "The number of your children recorded three months ago has reached the upper limit. I have warned you that children are not allowed to reproduce after reaching the upper limit. You take what I say as a joke, don't you?!"
The female goblin waved her hands hurriedly. "No, how could it be possible? We must have listened to Master Fula's words. We didn't intentionally have the seventh child. It's true."
Fula rolled her eyes but said no more. After all, it was a bit difficult for monsters to control their mating desires, even for intelligent monsters.
However, the eugenics plan was promoted by Leader Skye. As the general manager of the Dragon Nest force, even several other adults who were stronger than Leader Skye could not compare with Leader Skye in terms of status. This is because the words and deeds of Leader Skye can be said to represent the great Black Dragon King to a certain extent.
"I'm too lazy to blame you, but since you have broken the law, you have to accept punishment. Everyone's the same. I would even have to be punished if I was to do this." Fula shook his head and started to read in the parchment. The word 'write' is written after [Nick]'s name.
As soon as Fula thought, the dragon's magic power surged in his body, and a line of text suddenly appeared behind the name [Nick] on the parchment.
[A born heir, punishment: five fourth-order monsters (beasts)]
This is a zero-ring trick, "word writing." The effect is that you can imprint your thoughts on the carrier and turn them into text. The specific words will depend on what words you have mastered and what you want to use.
After informing the female goblin of the request for punishment, Fula turned and left, walked to another wooden house, and continued his work.
Fula is a demographic information investigator tasked with investigating population growth, deaths, and changes in registration strength in the Southern District of the Green Forest Tribe. Other clans, such as the Bone Crusher Clan, the Black Blood Clan, the Evil Tooth Clan, the Green Skin Clan, the Rose Clan, the Wild Clan, and scattered small clans, all have other kobold investigators responsible for collecting information. Otherwise, with the huge population of the Dragon Nest, Fula alone would not be able to complete the large-scale population information survey task.
Fula is very satisfied with this prestigious position. He is just an ordinary low fifth-order monster warrior and a first-level Dragon Vein Warlock. There are too many existences like him in the Dragon Nest, and they are not noticeable at all. He was able to get this position only on the recommendation of Fula's own father, a kobold commander who had reached the ninth order. Of course, it also has something to do with the fact that he has a little bit of talent as a Dragon Vein Warlock, went to the White Tower to study hard for several months, and specifically learned the zero-ring magic of 'writing.'
Although, there are many second and third-level Dragon Vein Warlocks who have no chance to become investigators.
"So, it's really good to be born in a high family, hum~" Fula hummed a little tune, walked to another wooden house, took a handful of snacks from the other party's fawning hand, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed, gulu~.
Hiccup~
Fula was a little stuffed. Along the way, each family gave him a little to eat. Today's work was only a third of the way, and he was already full.
He is just a kobold with only a little talent as a Dragon Vein Warlock. It is estimated that he will never achieve anything as a Dragon Vein Warlock in his lifetime.
As for the dragon's physical talent, he is actually not very strong. If he wants to become a fifth-order monster warrior at a normal speed, it is estimated that it will take at least half a year to accumulate. However, just because he holds this position of investigator, he ends up being ahead of schedule.
The reason?
Burp~ Fula let out a comfortable burp again.
"Praise the Great Lord Black Dragon King~" Fula prayed sincerely from the depth of his heart."
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