The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

As the gnolls were killed, the demonic power in their blood began to taint the soil. Atilan promptly suggested:

"We should deal with the gnolls' corpses first to avoid polluting the wasteland. As for the four thousand gnolls active in the desert, I think we need to consider a long-term plan."

"We must recognize reality. With our current strength and forces, confronting four thousand gnolls is impossible. Adopting a defensive posture is more prudent."

The bear-man frowned and said:

"But we and our animal companions can't stay in the wasteland for long. It's better to leave scouts to monitor the situation in the wasteland. If gnolls invade the wasteland again, we can gather and defeat them."

Everyone agreed with the bear-man's idea. Delaying for a day or two is fine, but everyone has some research in progress in the forest. A long time will affect their cultivation.

In fact, everyone felt that they hadn't fully understood the natural balance system constructed by the bear-man in the forest. Rashly intervening in the construction of a new natural balance system in the wasteland could easily lead to mistakes.

Atilan's eyes rolled, and an idea came to mind.

"How about this? I have an idea. The wasteland belongs to the creatures of the wasteland. Today, relying on the prestige of us druids and animal companions, we can integrate the remaining creatures of the wasteland to build a defense line."

"What do you think?"

"I think it's feasible."

The old centaur was the first to agree. He had always sensed Atilan's subtle coveting of their tribe. He was more resistant to working for dragons and hoped that the centaur tribe could live their peaceful lives.

Even his cousin's tribe, he didn't want to push them into the fire unless it was necessary.

"Yes, the wasteland is their home, and they should protect it themselves!"

The bear-man strongly agreed. If the tribes of the wasteland had the strength to resist the gnoll forces, wouldn't that mean he wouldn't need to be mobilized the next time the gnolls invaded?

Everyone thought it made sense. Even the Fang brothers, who hated the gnolls, agreed to do so, as long as they were called upon the next time the gnolls invaded.

Just now, the brothers had taken advantage of the chaos to shoot two gnolls to death with their bows and arrows, which was not enough!

Brother Fang even lamented that his crocodile was too slow on land. He gave up letting the crocodile participate in this battle and rushed to the battlefield alone.

"Brother, do you think I should breed a crocodile that can run fast on land?"

"Gnolls also need to drink water. Let your crocodiles attack the gnolls in the river."

Atilan could only say that the two brothers had a deep hatred for the gnolls. If they were like this, then other halflings might be the same. Then he could recruit a group of halflings to work in the wasteland!

"Eagle King, please have the giant eagles check which tribes are still in the wasteland."

"No problem."

The Eagle King transformed and flapped his wings, flying into the sky. With an eagle's cry, he commanded the storm giant eagles to scatter and search for tribes.

The old centaur's eyes lit up when he saw the centaur leader and took the initiative to indicate that he would handle it.

Although this leader couldn't compare to the Centaur King, he was still a good talent to cultivate, at least enough to restrain Atilan's desire for their tribe.

The old centaur stepped forward and explained the gnoll problem to the leader in detail, but unexpectedly, the leader snorted coldly and directly drew his bow and shot an arrow at the old centaur.

The Centaur King had been on alert. Seeing this, he also drew his bow and shot an arrow, intercepting the leader's arrow and breaking it into two pieces. Everyone present exclaimed and cheered.

Divine Archer!

With this arrow, the centaur leader instantly lowered his proud head.

"I am willing to lead my people to submit to your tribe, but my people must be given the same treatment as your people, at least give us a chance to strive for it."

Joining the tribe of the strong is not shameful, but the old centaur does not intend to expand the size of the tribe.

Friends who often raise horses know that the consumption of raising one horse can raise five people, then the consumption of raising one centaur will be doubled. The tribe has three or four hundred centaurs, and it is enough to give the old centaur a headache to support them.

"No, no, no, we are not here to annex you. Of course, in order to defend against the gnolls, the druids will train you and support you with some rations."

The centaur leader understood that the old centaur meant recruiting them as an affiliated tribe, and that the one leading them was not the old centaur's tribe, but the group of people and dragons in front of them who exuded the aura of the natural forest?

How come there are dragons? If you had said there were dragons earlier, I would have surrendered directly.

Just now, using Life Control, Atilan caught Yeenoghu's Poison Fang. Atilan found that Poison Fang's spell to disguise himself as a stone was quite clever, but Poison Fang was not proficient.

Of course, the high-end nature of Life Control is also a factor.

As a dragon with Asassin dreams, Atilan tried to simulate the disguise technique with Life Control, and then he thought, since he can hide his aura, can he amplify his aura?

The answer is naturally yes. As long as it is a skill related to life, you can try to develop it after learning Life Control. If ordinary people learn Life Control, they can also use it to imitate the dragon's might.

The centaur leader just happened to see Atilan, who hadn't controlled himself well, suddenly release the dragon's might, and was immediately shocked.

"He will be directly responsible for communicating with you in the future."

"It is my honor."

The centaur leader nodded and bowed respectfully to Atilan.

The gnolls' pollution reached the central part of the wasteland. The land ahead needs to be treated to restore its original vitality. Because the gnolls did not specifically pollute, the soil pollution is not too serious.

Even if left alone, the soil can recover on its own in three to five years, but during this time, animals will be more irritable after eating plants grown in the soil.

The second tribe was the Kobolds. These dragon-like creatures are very weak, so they look a little bit like skinny dogs.

The Kobolds excel at breeding and civil engineering. Although most Kobolds do not live past ten years, if Kobolds grow wings, they can still live for hundreds of years.

Facing this group of more than three hundred Kobolds, Atilan appeared in front of them with the dragon's might and let out a dragon roar. The Kobolds knelt down and became kowtowers.

"Everyone come out, I'm here to recruit you."

"Yes, Dragon Lord!"

It is the happiest thing in a Kobold's life to have a dragon willing to accept their surrender.

Because they can't fight, they are disliked by most evil dragons.

Atilan is also because the druids are willing to help grow food, otherwise, he doesn't plan to build a city now. What is the point of recruiting Kobolds?

With the Kobolds, we can start building karez.

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