The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan chose to build his dragon lair underwater on the riverbank not only for convenient fishing but also to explore the western forest. While the taste of fish was great, Attilan still wanted to try cooked food, even without any seasoning.

Although he had only been in the water for half a day, his intuition told him that there was great terror in the center of the lake, making it unsuitable as a direction for his territory's development.

That only left the western forest as an option.

The power of a true dragon allowed Attilan to quickly excavate a cave that was five meters long, wide, and high to serve as his dragon lair. It wasn't that he didn't want to dig deeper, but any deeper would easily lead to collapse.

If the forest environment was suitable, Attilan planned to move his dragon lair into the forest, even if his treasure only consisted of a few small pearls he had taken from the river mussels he found while digging the lair.

Speaking of which, river mussel meat was very delicious and could also produce pearls. Attilan planned to promote river mussel farming in the fish-man tribe to produce pearls after he subdued them.

With the dragon lair prepared, Attilan did not choose to rest. He was still full of energy and planned to take a stroll in the forest.

Breaking through the surface of the water and soaring into the sky, the feeling of flying for the first time was wonderful. Not long after entering the forest, Attilan saw prey suitable for him.

A swamp lizard. Attilan directly swooped down, his swift figure not giving the swamp lizard time to escape. Attilan's sharp teeth bit into its neck.

The giant lizard struggled constantly, but the sharp teeth only pierced deeper and deeper. Soon, the giant lizard lost its movement, and Attilan happily began to process the ingredients.

First, Attilan wanted to try if his lightning breath could be used for grilling, so he used his claws to cut off the giant lizard's tail and then spat small bursts of lightning towards the tail.

After hanging the giant lizard meat on a tree, Attilan went to collect dry firewood, but because this place was a wetland, collecting enough dry firewood for roasting meat was really not easy.

After busying himself for a long time, he only found semi-dry and semi-wet wood. As a result, when Attilan returned, he was completely stunned.

"Where's my meat!? Such a big piece of meat just disappeared! Who did it? How dare they steal food from a dragon's mouth!"

Even the charred giant lizard tail he had discarded on the ground was taken away as well.

Following the direction indicated by his dragon instinct, Attilan flapped his wings and chased after it.

When he found his giant lizard meat, the thief was already grilling it. Good, the meat I worked so hard to steal was almost eaten by this tiger-man.

"Die, you despicable thief."

The slogan was loud, but Attilan's actions were very cautious. He stealthily crept towards the tiger-man's back while accumulating the intense energy of lightning breath in his mouth.

At this moment, a horrified voice rang out from a bush not far away.

"Careful!"

Attilan decisively spat out his dragon breath. He knew he had been exposed. He didn't expect that stealing a giant lizard's meat had reached the point of requiring a gang.

Because the tiger-man was warned, he jumped and dodged in time, only his right hand was hit by the lightning breath and became charred, but he still had the ability to fight.

Looking at the posture the tiger-man was taking, Attilan didn't expect him to be a monk. There was also a half-goat person who came out of the bushes, holding a short sword with a silver glint in his hand.

Attilan roared fiercely with a menacing aura, then suddenly ascended upwards, directly turning around for a strategic retreat.

Watching Attilan soar into the sky, his figure becoming smaller and smaller, both the tiger-man and the half-goat person were stunned. Was that really an arrogant dragon they had just encountered?

Attilan couldn't help it. He could barely contend with this tiger-man monk who didn't seem to be an adult yet, but with the addition of a half-goat person rogue, his chances of winning were not high.

Losing meant losing his life, and winning wouldn't bring much gain. As a dragon, he had plenty of time to wear them down. In a few years, when he reached the juvenile stage, they would be in trouble.

With tiger-men and half-goat people in the forest, he wouldn't be able to eat grilled meat in the future. He could only use lightning breath to grill it until it was half-cooked and make do with it, which could also train his breath ability.

The giant lizard he found this time wasn't as big as the first one, but luckily there were two. He first seriously injured one with his breath, and then pierced the other's neck with a claw.

Hunting giant lizards was not difficult for a dragon.

Attilan ate this time very decisively, casually grilling it with his breath before tearing the giant lizard meat with his sharp dragon teeth and stuffing it into his belly, and then decisively left the forest.

He plunged into the lake, planning to catch some more fish to eat.

The tiger-man and half-goat person might be nearby. A wise dragon does not stand under a dangerous wall. If they dared to chase into the lake, then Attilan would show them what the majesty of a dragon was.

After catching a few four- or five-pound fish to eat, Attilan returned to his dragon lair to sleep, sleeping until noon the next day before he lazily got up. Shaking his wings and tail, Attilan planned to observe the lives of the fish-men.

Who knew that as soon as he surfaced, he saw a bear-man smiling kindly and waving at him. Attilan was terrified and wanted to dive into the water and escape.

The bear-man gently waved his hand, and the aquatic plants grew wildly, wrapping Attilan tightly.

"Little one, don't worry, I don't have any malice towards you. Sea dragons are important partners of nature. As a natural walker, I believe I have a responsibility to guide the growth of sea dragon hatchlings who have no parents to teach them."

Looking at the aquatic plant vines that even his brute dragon strength couldn't break free from, Attilan found it hard to believe that this bear-man druid had no malice towards him.

"If you say you have no hostility, then let me go first before we talk."

The bear-man smiled, and a shimmering green light landed on the aquatic plants wrapped around Attilan, sending him in front of the bear-man.

"If I wanted to kill you, you wouldn't even have a chance to talk to me."

The bear-man showed his claws in front of Attilan.

"My claws, without using magic, can still tear open a young dragon's throat."

Attilan's pupils shrank, and he looked at the bear-man druid nervously.

"What exactly do you want to do?"

"Become my disciple, become a druid, and unleash your infinite potential!"

Attilan's expression was full of strangeness. He thought the druid had caught him to tame him into an animal companion, but then he thought it was impossible. Arrogant dragons were not so easily tamed.

Did he really think he was a Great Druid!

"Huh?"

"How about it? Become my disciple, and you'll never have to worry about your food being stolen and wanting to take it back but finding yourself unable to win, and even possibly losing your life."

Attilan suddenly understood, looking in the direction of the forest and said:

"You were indeed called by that tiger-man and half-goat person!"

"I came for you, not for them, but to be honest, it's not easy to heal Tyrell's arm after being hit by your breath. We beast-folk have a hard enough life, I don't want her to offend a dragon again."

"A hatchling dragon with such powerful breath is not simple. I'm determined to take you as my disciple!"

Attilan looked at the bear-man in surprise.

"You are born beast-folk! Then wanting to obtain a Wish spell to transform back into humans is indeed not easy. There are not many who can cast a 9th-level Wish spell, let alone the price of a Wish spell."

"Are you willing to always maintain the bear-man form?"

The bear-man said happily:

"For a druid, there's nothing wrong with staying in the forest in bear-man form, so did you agree to be my disciple? Without parents to take care of you, it's impossible to survive in this lake."

Attilan turned his head and glanced at the lake, unable to see the center at all.

"Do you know what lives in the center of the lake?"

The bear-man grinned, manipulating the plants to place Attilan, wrapped like a dumpling, on the ground.

"Like you, it's a dragon, and over two hundred years old."

Two hundred years old, that's a mature dragon, but based on the size of the lake, if it really considers such a large area of the lake to be its territory, then it should at least be an ancient dragon.

"How big is this lake?"

"Eight hundred miles in radius, all of it is Cerestes' territory. Originally, the lake wasn't this big, but after it occupied this place as its territory two hundred years ago, the lake's area has been constantly expanding."

"In order to limit the lake from continuing to expand and affecting the balance of nature, I was sent here by the Council of Nature to mobilize the power of the forest to resist the expansion of the lake. Twenty years have passed, and the results I have achieved are minimal."

After hearing these words from the bear-man druid, Attilan felt that this Cerestes was at least an ancient dragon, otherwise it would be strange that no one had come to punish it for causing such a big commotion.

"Then I can completely go and join Cerestes, we are both dragons..."

Being stared at by the bear-man's leisurely gaze, as if asking if Attilan knew what he was saying? He couldn't continue speaking at all.

Not to mention whether it would even look up to him, this hatchling dragon, even if it did, he would at most be cannon fodder.

He had no intention of dedicating his life to another dragon's cause.

"Then what can I learn by following you?"

The bear-man directly placed his hand on top of Attilan's head, not afraid that Attilan would bite him or give him a breath attack.

As a shimmering green light entered Attilan's body, Attilan felt as if he had awakened some innate spell-like ability.

"Sea dragons have a very deep connection with life and nature, you could say they are the dragons most suitable to become druids. I heard that my master's master was led onto the path of the druid by a sea dragon."

"I've always wanted to know how magical the power of a sea dragon druid is, so when I learned that there was a sea dragon nearby, I decisively came to find you."

"Finding you was really not easy."

What you mean by not easy, is discovering the dragon's lair that flew dozens of kilometers away on the second day, and blocking his door?

After the bear-man let go, Attilan found that he had also mastered the ability of acid breath, and at the same time, he could create a spring that restores life force and mana.

Usually, this ability requires bathing in the blood of a sea dragon, but now he has actually obtained the ability to autonomously release a spring-like substance. It seems that becoming a druid is pretty good for sea dragons?