The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Atlantis was somewhat curious about the kingdom established mainly by boar-men, although the population of the boar-man kingdom was indeed not very large.

However, this country composed entirely of beast-men had something to it.

Naturally, Atlantis had personally met with such a rare breed as the boar-man bard, because he wanted to see what had turned the savage boar-men into bards.

Atlantis realized upon meeting him that Peng Peng had actually suppressed his bestial nature with his humanity. The beast-men of this kingdom were no longer ordinary beast-men, but a completely new sub-human race.

Atlantis was very curious as to what power had influenced them to become so rational.

Bloodshed still occurred every few days, and lives were lost from time to time, not only with the humans of the Northern Territory, but also within their own ranks.

Atlantis could control the emotions of the sub-humans in his main territory through various means, but he needed to stay in the forest to cultivate, and there was no way for him to personally go to the north to sort out their emotions.

That was why he wanted to obtain the secret recipe for cleansing the body from the boar-man kingdom.

In the final analysis, the reason why sub-humans had flaws such as brutality and bloodlust was because their physical strength was too strong, while their soul strength was not much stronger than that of ordinary humans, and might even be weaker.

When the body suppressed the soul, they were naturally dominated by the primitive bestial nature of the body.

The secret recipe for cleansing the body possessed by the boar-man kingdom, although it could not completely solve the problem of imbalance, at least prevented them from easily losing their minds.

Especially Peng Peng, the bard, whose soul strength had been cleansed and sublimated through his daily musical performances and poetry recitations.

Therefore, Peng Peng was a special existence even in the boar-man kingdom. According to Peng Peng, the only person in the boar-man kingdom who could understand his poetry was probably Princess Feifei.

Even the Boar King was just a reckless man who advocated for force.

"Old Fish-man, how has Peng Peng been recently?"

The old fish-man smiled and said:

"A snake-woman has fallen in love with Peng Peng's poetry and confessed to him, but Peng Peng refused, saying that Princess Feifei was the only one in his heart, and that he did so much just to prove to the Boar King that bards are not useless!"

Originally, Peng Peng planned to go north to the Frostflower Forest to find the teacher who had taught him, but he came to Atlantis on the way and was attracted by this kingdom composed of sub-humans.

His first impression of this place was that it was more civilized than the boar-man kingdom, with all races living together equally, rather than dividing them into different levels like the boar-man kingdom.

This was the environment he wanted to live in.

Moreover, as he had thought, he, a strong boar-man, had chosen to become a bard, and was not discriminated against here, but was instead invited by the town chief of Big Horn Town.

He hoped that he could help Big Horn Town form an orchestra belonging to Big Horn Town.

As a bard, he was not good at anything else, but he was best at playing various musical instruments.

Then, because of the bard's unique spellcasting methods, he was recommended to the Magic Academy, became one of the lecturers, and began his career leading a team.

The corners of Atlantis's mouth twitched. How long would it be before he would not laugh when he heard the names Peng Peng and Princess Feifei?

"Old Fish-man, how many more purges will the tribes of the southern grasslands need before they submit, recognize reality, and choose to surrender to us?"

The old fish-man was also unsure. Those mindless guys only had eating and fighting in their heads. If they couldn't win, they would run away, and when they felt they could, they would run back to fight again.

"Dragon Lord, I wonder if all the intelligent sub-humans in the southern grasslands have gathered in the boar-man kingdom. There are clearly tens of thousands of them, and they can even unite to launch an attack on the Water Sprite Kingdom."

"But they are completely unmoved by our solicitation."

The soil of the southern grasslands was very fertile, and the naturally growing plants and animals were enough to feed the local sub-humans. They had no idea of farming or grazing.

Their food source relied entirely on hunting and gathering.

As for their resistance to the Water Sprite Kingdom, the reason was actually because the Wood Elves were constantly encroaching on the land originally belonging to the sub-humans in order to have more ports.

Over the long timeline, the hatred between the sub-humans and the Wood Elves continued to deepen, making the Ranger Corps miserable. Atlantis even suspected that the Mage King was behind the instigation of hatred between the barbarian tribes and the Wood Elf Ranger Corps.

The most valuable port was directly controlled by the Mage King, and although the remaining land was fertile, the Wood Elves already had a lot of fertile land that had not been developed.

These seemingly fertile lands did not actually bring much benefit to the Wood Elves in the Druid Territory.

On the contrary, the Wood Elves of the King's Territory earned a lot from the port.

Atlantis only recently learned that there was a natural ice-free port in the Western Territory of the Northern Kingdom, and the Grand Duke of the Western Territory did not waste this port, and cultivated a fleet to trade with the Water Sprite Kingdom and other coastal kingdoms of the continent.

Therefore, even though the Grand Duke of the Eastern Territory controlled the land trade routes, his wealth was still not as good as that of the Grand Duke of the Western Territory, who mined gold and traded by sea.

Sometimes, when you want to recruit a group of morons, you think that as long as you work hard, you will get good results, but in the end, you will still find that morons are morons.

No matter what you say to them, they will not listen.

"Forget it, just move some elite warriors and sub-humans who are good at farming and grazing over there. It's really a waste to leave such good land to them."

Atlantis felt that it was because of the recruitment messages sent out over the years that the sub-humans around who were willing to join Atlantis had already come. Naturally, those who remained in place were those who were unwilling to join.

Therefore, it was normal for the remaining people in the southern grasslands to be stubborn morons.

"Now, from the northernmost grassland to the southernmost grassland, there are citizens of my Atlantis Kingdom rooted there. The land in the western part of the continent can barely be said to be under my control."

In the past five years, the Dwarf Kingdom in the Black Iron Mountains and the Frost Giant City-State had reached in-depth cooperation with Atlantis, and could barely be said to have joined the Atlantis Kingdom.

Because everyone had some shortcomings, but when added together, they could be considered a powerful empire.

Moreover, among the leaders of these forces, Atlantis, the Ocean Dragon, had the greatest potential and the longest lifespan, so everyone naturally elected Atlantis to be the leading dragon.

The benefits and treatment given by Atlantis were very good, at least the Dwarf Kingdom and the Frost Giant City-State were satisfied, such as the wine and cider brewed by the winemakers trained by the Wine Woman.

Not only did the dwarves like it, but the frost giants also liked it. There was enough wine, and the frost giants only needed to provide some of the frost magic materials they cultivated, just like the dwarves provided ironware, to exchange for the final wine.

“Old Fishman, I've been walking on thin ice my whole life. Do you think I can reach the other shore?”

The Old Fishman said with great ambition:

“Dragon Lord, in just ten years, the land you control has transformed from a small fishing village owned by us fishmen into a super-large force spanning the entire continent.”

“The land directly under your control exceeds one million square kilometers, not counting those other lands that we haven't yet utilized, and the lands we are about to occupy.”

“The entire western continent, with over five million square kilometers of land, will be entirely in the Dragon Lord's hands in at most another ten years.”

“Is that so?”

In fact, Attilan was also clear that the biggest two problems in the west were the Mage King in the south and the Sun King in the north.

The Mage King was cunning and deeply calculating. Attilan wasn't really sure if he could take him down within ten years. The main thing was that even if he really conquered the Wood Elf capital within ten years,

could those Wood Elf mages really accept the rule of him, an Ocean Dragon?

Accustomed to a life of being superior, no one would definitely want a king suddenly above them.

“Don't rush, take down the Sun King first.”

The Old Fishman nodded.

“Dragon Lord, I'll go down first to arrange manpower to go to the Northern Lands to receive the Southern Territory.”

Attilan casually waved his hand.

“Go ahead.”

After the Old Fishman left, Attilan also began his daily practice of dragon rune carving.

Just after finishing two dragon runes, the Leopard Woman suddenly barged in, carrying a pile of Sun Apples.

“Attilan, the Sun Apples are ripe, the Master asked me to bring you some.”

Attilan asked in surprise:

“Where's your dimensional bag? Why are you carrying them by hand?”

The Leopard Woman put the Sun Apples on the table and naturally picked up an apple to eat.

“There are too many apples, the dimensional bag can't hold them all, so I can only carry them by hand, so I can transport more at once.”

Attilan's mouth twitched.

“If the dimensional bag can't hold them, you can just leave them first and transport them in the next round. Don't you think carrying the apples actually makes it slower?”

The Leopard Woman said nonchalantly:

“It's fast, I teleport directly to the walnut tree next to your door, and then walk straight in with the apples.”

Attilan widened his eyes and asked:

“When did you master Natural Teleportation?”

The Leopard Woman proudly raised her head.

“Today!”

Attilan rolled his eyes, understood. This guy was deliberately carrying a pile of apples, just waiting for him to ask why she was carrying them in.

“I didn't expect that you could actually master such a high-end secret technique like Natural Teleportation.”

“What are you saying! Don't you think I can master it?”

“I mean, Natural Teleportation is very difficult. Your talent is definitely not a problem, but can you patiently learn it?”

Attilan hadn't completely immersed himself in elemental dragon runes in these five years. Of course, he hadn't given up on the practice of Druidism either.

However, the speed of progress in the Druid profession couldn't compare to the improvement brought by elemental dragon runes.

Although he had been immersed in the Druid profession for ten years, it was undeniable that his speed of progress was getting slower and slower.

The reason was that Attilan had relied on the talent of the Ocean Dragon from the beginning, which allowed him to quickly improve his Druid level, unlike other Druids, who accumulated knowledge step by step. The more knowledge they learned, the faster they improved their strength.

In contrast, Attilan's focus had completely shifted to the bloodline cultivation of the Elemental Dragon, dragon pearl tempering, and dragon rune mastery. The Druid profession seemed to have become less important to Attilan.

For example, Natural Teleportation. Attilan had indeed learned it, but the biggest problem that plagued him was that the plants in the forest couldn't bear the vast power possessed by his dragon body.

This wasn't a problem with Natural Teleportation or plants, it was Attilan's problem.

Initially, the dragon runes allowed Attilan's dragon body and dragon pearl to usher in a rapid increase. In these five years, his size hasn't changed much, but his strength has doubled again and again.

Attilan picked up a Sun Apple and took a bite.

“Leopard Woman, do you think the Sun King and these Sun Apples have any connection?”

The Leopard Woman looked at Attilan with a look of disbelief and said:

“That so-called Sun King has never even seen Sun Apples, how could they possibly have a connection, unless you send him some Sun Apples, anyway, the forest has a bumper harvest this year.”

“Sun Apples are indeed relatively easy to store, but if they are left for too long, they won't taste good. It's a good opportunity to sell them all through the sales channels you've mastered, and maybe even disrupt the devils' plans to secretly control certain nobles.”

Attilan's eyes lit up.

“That's right, I can actively use Sun Apples to test him.”

The relationship between Sun Apples and Sun Gold Dragons, because of Jaina's Druidic cultivation methods, is already very weak, but because Attilan provides dragon magic to irrigate the apple trees,

these apples, which originated from Sun Gold Oranges, will naturally synthesize a bit of Sun Dragon magic.

If the Sun King is really related to the Sun Gold Dragon, he will definitely buy a lot of Sun Apples.

“Leopard Woman, I didn't expect you to have grown up so much these years, you can actually offer such constructive suggestions.”

What and what? The Leopard Woman was just joking casually, but she didn't expect Attilan to take it seriously.

Attilan looked the Leopard Woman up and down. You have to say, compared to the silly leopard of the past, the current Leopard Woman is full of the charm of a mature woman, making Attilan's eyes burn a little.

“Eat your apple!”

The Leopard Woman's face was a little red, and she subconsciously grabbed an apple and threw it at Attilan.

Then she turned around and fled.

Flowers have their seasons, and Attilan felt that he couldn't let the flowers wither in vain.

Last year, the Eagle King and the Wine Woman had a pink and tender daughter, but he was still stuck in place.

It's not that Attilan doesn't want to have one, it's just that he's still a little dragon, and his heart is willing but his strength is insufficient.

But his body in this dragon-human form still has some room for maneuver.

It seems that he needs to strengthen his cultivation in the life mastery aspect of Druidism.

Attilan immediately sent a merchant team to sell Sun Apples in the kingdom of the Northern Lands.

Before the Sun King had any attitude towards the Sun Apples, the soldiers responsible for receiving the Southern Territory brought him even more explosive news.

The Sun King was attempting to completely defeat the rebels by forging a divine weapon.

In recent years, the Sun King has been traveling north and south to collect one hundred dragonkin magical beasts with dragon bloodlines.

This weapon, forged by absorbing the blood of dragons, is not a good thing. Instead, it is full of blood and slaughter, and it is easy to lose one's mind to the magic sword. However, the magic sword can also greatly enhance the power and destructive power of the Dragon Vein Sorcerer.

Originally, the spies sent out by the Half-Goat people were to find out the secrets of the Sun King, but they unexpectedly discovered that the Sun King was forging this magic sword.

The Sun King's power has the effect of dispelling evil. It seems that this is the reason why he is confident in mastering the magic sword, especially since Attilan also sent him a batch of Sun Apples.

Attilan suddenly felt like he was lifting a rock to smash his own face.