The Natural Empire of the Oceanic Dragon

Attilan showed off his ability by using ritual magic to quickly grow two thousand acres of grain in front of his followers. It was quite impressive, but as soon as he returned to the Oak Hall, he was scolded by the bear-man.

"Have you forgotten that you are a Druid? You should know how much inherent fertility the soil in the wilderness has. By forcing the grain to mature, do you know how much damage you're doing to that land?!"

Attilan weakly replied:

"It's true that I accelerated the ripening of the grain, but I also have a plan to fertilize the soil. I've prepared various fertilizers like river mud, bone meal, and wood ash that can restore the land's fertility."

"Using them on other land wouldn't increase the yield much, but it can quickly restore the fertility of this farmland. Afterwards, all that's needed is to rebuild the natural magic pathways."

The bear-man glared at him.

"You just learned a new ability and couldn't resist showing off. Sooner or later, you'll suffer a great loss because of this. Don't use spells to quickly ripen grain casually in the future, especially to feed the growing population."

"Otherwise, it will be very dangerous."

The bear-man's tone reminded Attilan of the Decay School.

"Master, is someone from the forest coming here recently?"

"That's right. A Grand Druid from the Decay School hopes I can participate in their plan to balance the Northland Kingdom, but I don't want to agree to them."

"But your actions let them see this, wouldn't they have a way to threaten me? If there are too many people in the Northland Kingdom, it would be better to have them migrate to other places to live."

"When the human population becomes too large, they will start killing each other to compete for limited resources, even without the Decay School's intervention. The Decay School is just being superfluous."

Attilan remembered the bear-man telling him that the Decay School's duty is to bring death to life, playing the role of the natural god of death.

Their slogan is: 'Life will eventually face the moment of decay, and we bring decay to life.'

The Druids of the Decay School are the most murderous, and their mortality rate is also the highest. Every Druid who is absorbed into the Decay School is regarded as a madman by ordinary people.

Only the Decay Druids believe that they are carrying out a sacred and noble mission of nature!

Most Druids' attitude towards the Decay School is neither opposition nor support.

Theoretically, the Decay School should be mortal enemies with Attilan's Life School, but a master of the Decay School creatively proposed a concept: only by understanding life well enough can one know how to quickly make life decay.

So, he followed the third generation of dwarves, who used to be hunters, were not averse to killing, but were brooding over taking over the position of the head of the Life School, and studied for as long as ten years.

After he returned to the Decay School, he led a natural balancing project, which turned a once-prosperous human empire from prosperity to decline in one fell swoop, and collapsed into large and small kingdoms and principalities in less than ten years.

Originally, there were more than five million people, but after the twenty years of bloody battles, there were less than eight hundred thousand left. A large number of no-man's lands appeared between the kingdoms and principalities, and the abandoned farmland was transformed after the diligent Druids took action.

In less than three years, it turned into large and small forests, and all kinds of small animals that had disappeared for a long time were running happily in the forest, and the earth was re-filled with the vitality of nature.

The Northland Kingdom, north of the Fairy Forest, occupies the most fertile and core soil of this empire, but the war led to the destruction of the forest, and later generations continued to cultivate and reproduce in this soil.

It seems that the natural vitality of this land has dropped to the red line of the Decay School, and the second balance against the Northland Kingdom has been arranged so quickly.

The fragmentation of the empire was hundreds of years ago. It seems that the Decay School wants to reproduce the glory of their predecessors in the Northland Kingdom.

As long as you destroy the natural balance, they will destroy you.

The natural cycle of the wilderness is inherently fragile. Over-reclaiming farmland without maintaining water and soil can easily lead to the wilderness turning into a desert. Even if the Decay School doesn't come to your door, the old bear will definitely come to trouble him.

See, he was just educated by the old man.

"Master, doesn't this Decay School have some connection with us? The Grand Druid wouldn't kill a junior like me, would he?"

The bear-man laughed angrily. Is a Druid who can ripen two thousand acres of grain in one breath still considered a junior? Do you believe that if the lunatics of the Decay School come, he will also drag you to balance the Northland Kingdom.

Wait, the bear-man looked at Attilan dangerously, causing Attilan to shrink his head subconsciously.

There is more to it.

"Master, why are you looking at me like that?"

The bear-man grabbed Attilan's dragon horn and pulled him in front of him.

"You little brat has great ambitions. The dragon's appetite is huge. You haven't even sorted out the wilderness in the south, and you're already thinking about the Northland Kingdom thousands of miles away."

"What, will my forest become your territory in the future?"

Attilan said confidently:

"You are my master, your things are my things. Besides, the forest will definitely always be here. I can't cut down all the trees in the forest to build an empire and reclaim farmland."

Wait a minute, he seems to have accidentally spoken his true thoughts.

It was the hand that the bear-man grabbed his dragon horn with!

The bear-man was so angry that he laughed instead.

"You really have your eye on my forest! I'm telling you clearly today, the area of the forest cannot be reduced, and even the trees in the forest cannot be scattered to other places."

"This forest belongs to me, and it doesn't belong to me. You should also know that there are forests in the three directions of the lake, north, south, and west. Their roles are self-evident."

Letting go of the hand holding the dragon horn, the bear-man still couldn't help but hit him on the head.

Attilan squatted on the ground, covering his head.

"I understand. I already have the ability to control and transfer water elements to a certain extent. Why don't I transport the water from the lake to the dry desert, so that the lake won't have the power to expand."

"It's not as simple as you think. If the water of the Dragon Lake was really so easy to drain, the masters of elemental schools on the north and south sides would have drained the water from the lake long ago with the rivers they dug."

"You don't think the strangely oriented river in the southwest just popped up out of nowhere, do you?"

"The three rivers in the rainforest, the big river in the north, are all for draining water, but the Marsh Wyrm uses a unique magic to confine the water of the lake to this land."

"Even if the masters of the elemental schools work harder, the outflow of water from the lake will be difficult to expand further. Even expanding the water flow will be used by the Marsh Wyrm to expand the area of the water."

It is also difficult for the Druids of the elemental school to drain water and not want the drainage area to be transformed into a lake!

"If you act rashly, you will not only offend the Druids of the elemental school, but also the Decay School. At that time, I'm afraid I won't be able to protect you. You also know that we Life School have always been weak in the Natural Council."

The bear-man is right. He should still be low-key now and not show off just because he has some strength. He is just a weak hatchling dragon with a challenge level of 6 and a Druid level of 6.

His life level was raised to the juvenile dragon stage in the previous transformation of the life egg. In addition, his tough dragon body, which had been tempered by the cycle of life, successfully brought his challenge level to 6.

But he is only half a year old. Compared to the Grand Druids of the Decay School who have been fighting for who knows how many years, he is just a weak hatchling dragon.

With the mortality rate of the Decay School, everyone who can become a Grand Druid is a ruthless character.

"You and I will receive the Grand Druid who is coming this time together. He is a disciple of the Grand Druid who followed your grandmaster to study. I hope you won't be shocked when you see him."

"Yes, Master, I will definitely not let you lose face!"

Saying he was welcoming the Grand Druid, he ended up meditating and practicing in the Oak Hall, waiting for the Grand Druid to come to his door himself.

Two days later, Attilan heard a strange yet familiar voice. This voice was... Rabbit Cart!

"Why is the Old Rascal here?"

"He belongs to the elemental school and is responsible for the maintenance of the southwest river you are using now. The Decay School has a plan to cause a great flood in the Northland Kingdom."

"The Old Rascal was invited to refer to the feasibility of the project some time ago. Since the Old Rascal came back together, it means that the great flood project was rejected by the Old Rascal."

He thought that the Grand Druid of the Decay School would be a fierce person, but it turned out to be a kind fat man.

"Master Gai'ogai, it's been a long time since we met. I'm taking the liberty of visiting this time, hoping that you can come forward to support our plan."

Since the Decay School can't do such a big project on its own, then just don't do it. This way, they can rely on the power of other Druids to complete the destruction plan of the Northland Kingdom.

Even if it succeeds, what glory can the Decay School get?

"Don't worry, eat something first. My disciple doesn't have any other abilities, but the things he makes are very delicious. Now that you're here today, you must try them."

He certainly noticed Attilan next to him, but he thought that Master Gai'ogai was already so powerful that he had tamed the Ocean Wyrm as a mount. He didn't expect that he had taken a disciple.

This difficulty is even greater than a mount. After all, getting a dragon to seriously study with you is much more difficult than simply carrying people to fly.

Without the half-goat man, Attilan could only do it himself.

While processing the ingredients, Attilan asked curiously:

"Master, can I hear about your plan to destroy the Northland Kingdom?"

The Grand Druid's eyes lit up.

"Of course, no problem!"

He couldn't directly win over the bear-man, but dragging the bear-man into the water through Attilan was the same for him.

But after listening to the entire plan that their Decay School thought was grand, the expression on Attilan's face was a bit playful.

"Tsk tsk, Master, I feel like your plan doesn't seem to work very well. Do you want to hear mine?"