The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Atilan curiously nodded and asked:

“Although you did mention earlier that you have some connection with the Dwarf royal family, I don't understand, what does the Descent of the Celestial God have to do with the Dwarf royal family?”

The dwarf leader was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said:

“Dragon Lord, you don't understand. The Descent of the Celestial God is a secret technique based on bloodline created by the emperor of the former Dwarf Empire. Only descendants of the emperor's bloodline can awaken it.”

“Of course, by learning through the methods recorded in the secret scroll, it's also possible to master the Descent of the Celestial God, but it still requires the emperor's bloodline.”

“Relying on the Descent of the Celestial God, after the empire collapsed, the dwarves split into kingdoms, but the royal families are all descendants of the emperor's bloodline who have mastered the Descent of the Celestial God. To become a king, one must master the Descent of the Celestial God.”

Atilan's eyes darted around, and he thought of an idea.

“So, if you master the Descent of the Celestial God, you also have the possibility of becoming a Dwarf King?”

The dwarf smiled and shook his head, saying:

“Our family was removed from the royal family in my grandfather's grandfather's generation. Only those who have mastered the Descent of the Celestial God are considered royal. Those who can't master the Descent of the Celestial God will be removed from the royal family.”

“There's no way around it. The royal family relies on this cruel selection system to ensure that an excellent king appears in each generation.”

Atilan thoughtfully nodded. Since only the emperor's bloodline can inherit the Descent of the Celestial God, then these surviving emperor bloodlines will definitely try to have as many children as possible.

It's just that dwarves have a lifespan of four hundred years. Their reproductive ability isn't as low as elves, but it's definitely much worse than humans.

“Are there many Dwarf Emperor bloodlines now? Are there requirements for bloodline concentration to awaken the Descent of the Celestial God?”

Faced with Atilan's question, the dwarf leader scratched his messy hair and said after careful consideration:

“The requirements for the Descent of the Celestial God are not high. As long as you have the emperor's bloodline, you have the possibility of awakening it. Moreover, after mastering the Descent of the Celestial God, the earth bloodline in the dwarf's body will also be purified and its strength increased.”

“But awakening the Descent of the Celestial God doesn't seem to depend solely on bloodline concentration. The Dwarf King of my grandfather's grandfather's father's generation almost cultivated the Descent of the Celestial God to the highest level.”

“But my grandfather's grandfather still didn't awaken the Descent of the Celestial God, which led to him being removed from the royal family. Actually, there's another reason for the removal: those dwarves who have the emperor's bloodline but are not from the royal family.”

“They join adventure groups or similar organizations outside, and the probability of them awakening the Descent of the Celestial God is higher. The combat power of the Celestial God awakened by the princes and princesses carefully trained by the royal family is even stronger.”

Atilan's sharp claws outlined tiny sparks on the dragon scales on his chin. The reason he was so concerned about the Descent of the Celestial God was to see if this dwarf had any value to cultivate.

If this sycophantic dwarf could master the Descent of the Celestial God, then he would have the qualifications to become a king. Then he could find a way to make him the Dwarf King.

Directly making the dwarves submit to his rule as an Ocean Dragon, the proud dwarves would definitely not agree, but having a dwarf who has mastered the Descent of the Celestial God as the Dwarf King would be different.

Even if the dwarves were unwilling in their hearts, they would at least be obedient in words.

And he could use the puppet Dwarf King to fully utilize the dwarves' productivity and create an army of fully armored troops.

If the dwarf leader becomes the Dwarf King, his position would not be justified, and the royal family four generations ago had no right to inherit the throne. The only thing he can rely on to secure his throne is Atilan, the overlord.

“Do you want to be the Dwarf King?”

Seeing the Dragon Lord remain silent for a long time, suddenly staring at him and saying such a sentence, the dwarf leader first widened his eyes, and then suddenly began to breathe rapidly, swallowing his saliva.

He looked at Atilan with excited eyes.

“Dragon Lord, can… can I do it?”

Atilan chuckled deeply and said:

“If you master the Descent of the Celestial God, and you have my support and the support of my subordinate warriors, why can't you be king? After all, you are also a descendant of the royal family.”

“But the current Dwarf King, I heard, is only two hundred years old. If he doesn't die, how can you compete for the throne? What do you think?”

The dwarf leader's eyes suddenly became sharp.

“I understand, Dragon Lord. From today onwards, I will definitely train myself diligently and strive to master the Descent of the Celestial God as soon as possible. After I master the Descent of the Celestial God, I will also ask the Dragon Lord to help me get rid of him.”

Atilan smiled darkly.

“Don't worry, I'm a Druid. There are many kinds of plants in the forest. If you eat too much of some plants, over time, your body will gradually deteriorate.”

“Maybe he'll die young.”

The dwarf nodded excitedly.

“I understand, sir.”

“Do your job in the west carefully. Once it's done, I'll personally help you activate your bloodline and increase your chances of awakening the Descent of the Celestial God.”

“Thank you, Dragon Lord!”

“Go find Fischer. He will arrange your work and benefits. Don't worry, follow me. As long as you have the ability, you can enjoy the best food, wear the best clothes, and receive the highest honor!”

“Yes, Dragon Lord!”

The dwarf leader, with an excited heart and trembling hands, went to find the merman Fischer, intending to start his new journey.

The pie of the Dwarf King was so big and round that it was too tempting for him, a descendant of the Dwarf royal family.

“Alright! Just treat it as training my earth bloodline. Maybe I'll awaken the Descent of the Celestial God while moving mountains.”

Saying these words through gritted teeth, the dwarf leader went to announce this matter to his brothers.

Upon hearing that they were going to move mountains, they refused.

But the dwarf leader calmly waved his hand.

“The Dragon Lord intends to support me as the Dwarf King!”

Silence fell instantly. A younger brother mustered his courage and asked:

“Boss, you don't even know the Descent of the Celestial God, can you be king?”

“That's why we need to move mountains. How can we awaken it without training?”

“When I become king, you'll all be generals. You'll be in charge of the Dwarf Iron Guards. Haven't you always wanted to be a Gryphon Knight? It'll be up to you from now on. Don't you like the female captain of the Goat Rider Corps?”

“When you become a general, won't she agree to marry you then?”

“Let's do it!”

The brothers agreed in unison.

“We are only responsible for softening the soil and rocks. The work of truly leveling the mountains will still be left to the Dragon Lord's minotaur and centaur.”

A dwarf said with admiration:

“The Dragon Lord can tame minotaurs to eat grass. I think he's amazing. I saw several minotaurs in the cafeteria just now, each with a large basin of grass in front of them.”

Another dwarf rubbed his stomach.

“Boss, when can we eat? I fought with the centaurs on an empty stomach, and it's been so long now, aren't they going to give us food?”

“Yeah, is the Dragon Lord going to make us eat grass too?”

“What are you talking about? Would the Dragon Lord begrudge you a meal?”

The dwarf leader glared at this guy. Just as he was talking, a centaur came to call them to eat.

In addition to the bean flour and meat soup they were promised, there were also crispy ribs, cold vegetable salad, spicy dried fish, white bread, and other dishes. When had a group of dwarves who had grown up eating stew seen so many exquisite dishes?

Pointing at the dishes, they said in disbelief:

“Are these all for us?”

“Yes, you are craftsmen and mages, so your treatment will be higher than that of ordinary soldiers.”

Atilan had long been displeased with the undulating hills in the wasteland. It would undoubtedly be a waste of effort to level them solely by relying on the brute force of the minotaurs and centaurs.

But now, with eight dwarves who have mastered earth element magic and have created magical tools that can accommodate engineering spells such as softening soil, rocks, turning fossils into mud, and turning mud into stone.

Atilan can level the hills into farmland and easily divert the last section of the southwestern river.

Planting crops in the far west will definitely not be as productive as in the east, but producing one pound of grain here is equivalent to producing three pounds of grain in Great Horn Town.

Centaurs can sprint from Great Horn Town to the edge of the desert in one day, but if the centaurs transport grain to Yellow Sand Pass, it will take them three days to travel the four hundred kilometers.

Yellow Sand Pass is a stronghold that Atilan plans to close the other two roads, expand the last road, and build. Now, apart from the site selection, nothing else has been done.

The role of Yellow Sand Pass is to defend against gnoll attacks, but its main role is to actively attack and harass the gnolls.

The empty Yellow Sand Pass has now stationed two hundred centaurs. Once the city walls are built, they can go out and shoot cold arrows.

The centaurs directly raid the gnoll habitat or find gnoll troops that are out hunting. They don't need close combat; they can just fire a volley of cold arrows and leave gracefully.

And the gnolls, seeing the stone walls of Yellow Sand Pass and the other two roads that have become cliffs, can only grit their teeth and leave.

So this group of dwarves is very important.

In the scramble of the eight dwarves, all the dishes were swept away, and each of them lay on the chairs rubbing their stomachs.

“It's so delicious. If I could eat this well every day, I wouldn't mind even if I had to dig soil.”

“I understand why the minotaurs are willing to eat grass. It turns out that this grass is so delicious.”

The dwarf leader slammed the table.

“Look at your table manners, how can you be great generals in the future?”

“Boss, it seems like you were the one who snatched the most things to eat just now. How dare you say us!”

The dwarf blushed.

“I'm the boss! Can't you respect me a little? I haven't even started eating, and you're about to snatch everything. What am I supposed to eat if I don't act fast?”

“Boss, we also want to respect you, but if we respect you, we'll be sorry for our stomachs.”

“Yeah!”

Seeing that the seven brothers who were originally closely united around him were almost falling apart for a little food, the dwarf leader could only say with a dark face:

“Since you're full, go to work! I want to awaken the Descent of the Celestial God as soon as possible, and then become my Dwarf King, so that everyone who looks down on me knows that I can also be successful!”