CH : 4 6 Feasts, Treasures, System

Moreover, I had my own thoughts, for the most evil dragons, they would generally raise their heirs to the juvenile dragon stage before driving them out of the nest to fend for themselves. Just like most born proud and strong species.

However, some of the more indifferent, proud, powerful and heartless evil dragons would drive the young dragons that had just passed the fledgling stage directly out of their nests.

The latter is also the minimum constraint that the mother of the five coloured Dragons has on the fine coloured evil Dragons, at least, they have to raise their own heirs to the stage of young Dragons before they can be driven out of the layer!

I didn't know whether the black dragon mother who gave birth to him was the former or the latter. But if I had to guess from lazy behaviour it should be the latter.

Additionally, if his growth rate continued at this rate, I guess that I might not even need to reach the juvenile stage before I was driven out of the nest by the black dragon mother who felt threatened not to herself but her treasure because I was too strong.

And this was something that had a high probability of happening!

Now that my feast layers had only been stacked three times, I was confident that I could fight with a fourth level demonic creature, and according to the fact that I can stack one feast layer a month, it didn't need to be more than that.

And when I had stacked almost a dozen or two dozen or two dozens, dozens layers, and when my body size was also raised, I reckoned that The Black Dragon Lady would look at him in a very unfavourable light.

So I needed to think about my future. Well, with my initial plan, I planned to abduct my dragon sisters afterwards. Although Emilia and Hannah looked weak in terms of performance under me, it wouldn't take more than a few years for their strength to grow.

And with the passage of time, the strength can also continue to grow stronger as long as it is well trained. It is equivalent to two special dependencies with extraordinary potential.

Not to say that they can fight strong enemies with me. After all, I am hanging More than a dragon. But guarding my Dragons nest, hunting food for me and acting as a guardian during my slumber would be enough.

Emilia in Hannah, who was happily eating on the side did not realise it all that the Big Brother Babatos in their eyes had already trained them to look at them as future fighter minions.

….

Time passed slowly but surely.

On the 7th day after the end of the third feast, the black dragoness, who had already slept in her lair for almost a month, finally remembered that she still had three heirs, woke up from her slumber, and leisurely went out to "play the field."

After spending less than an hour, the black dragon lady who'd eaten and drunken up outside returned to the dragon nest. And incidentally through the two savage bulls in front of the three young Dragons and they wagged her long and thick tail into the deepest part of the dragon nest.

Finally plopped down on the treasure and once again huffed and puffed.

After I witnessed all this, I had some doubt, perhaps the black Dragon Lady is not remembered that she still has three cups needed to take care of, but simply her own hunger to wake up.

But no matter what, but the prey that the black dragon lady brought back this time was quite sumptuous. Although the sinewy brute was not a magic creature, It was huge and had a good flavour, making it a tasty meal for the two young Dragons, Emilia and Hannah.

The main thing was that they could be painfully full, One sinewy weighed over 3 tonnes and the two added up to six or seven tonnes.

I followed suit and had a full white meal. In the seven days since the last feast ended I had only gone out once. On that occasion I had hunted a Second Order magic creature. The Swamp Fathead Fish.

The one-to Swamp Fathead Fish I ate most of it, and then left some trimmings for Emilia and Hannah to eat.

With this, The two little Dragons were already flattered to the point of being overwhelmed,

"Roar burp¯"

After eating a ton and half of Sinewy Barbarian flesh and blood, the somewhat overstuffed me lay down on the ground and squinted my eyes.

According to my plan, there are still 10 days to half a month or so from the feast time, before going out to hunt and save up the reserve food and the first half of the month stay in the Dragon's lair and sleep, and most occasionally too hungry, go out and hunt some wild gain to eat.

After all, if it's too early the reserve may not be freshened up and the nutrients will be lost. If it's stored for too long and too late, the reserve food may not be enough.

***

Time Passed slowly.

In the blink of an eye, Nearly three months passed in the middle of the Dragons nest. I had just finished a feast.

Slowly opened my eyes and looked at the system panel.

//

Status:

Name : Babatos Caesar Volaric."

Race : True Dragon

Biological Order : 4th

Occupation Level : None

Body Length : 4.71M

Vitality (VIT) : 7.17

Current Feast Tier : 6

Feast Cool down Time : 30 Days

Abilities:

Dragon Scales (LV 4), True Dragon Breath (LV 3), Draconic Vitality (LV 6), Draconic Might (LV 1), Draconic Magic (LV 1), Fly (LV 2), Dragon Eyes (LV 1), Bite (LV 4), (Claw LV 4)

//

"Whew"

Powerful strength surges through the body. I could help but grin as I felt the terrifying power surging within my dragon body.

Grin was incomparable, With the stacking and strengthening of the six layers of feast. At this point, my appearance was gradually differentiated from that of a traditional Black Dragon.

The outer skin at the root of the black Dragons horn around the cheek bone of a traditional black dragon would gradually degrade with age, looking no different from a skeleton, which was also the main reason why black Dragons were also called skeleton Dragons by some creatures.

Their wings are not too wide compared to their overall body size because the flight ability of black Dragons did not rely entirely on their dragon wings to fly, they relied on their natural spell-like flight ability to fly in which they're dragon wings only assist in making them more flexible and faster.

Among the five coloured evil Dragons, only the Red Dragon possessed widen incomparable dragon wings enough to completely rely on the powerful sweeping power of the dragon wings to support their soaring in the sky.

The current I, at such a young age possessed a pair of wide black dragon wings with a wingspan of nearly 10 meters.

When the immensely developed muscles at the root of the wings. Even if I didn't use my spell like flying talent, I still had enough power to support my flights nowadays.

In addition, my cheeks were still full of scales, not at all like the black Dragons ugly skeleton face, but more like a red dragon dyed black.

Coupled with the short, thick and proper neck, and the second pair of dragon horns that it just sprouted on my head.

A very handsome, and domineering feeling. Anyway, I was very happy with my current image.

However, the alternative appearance coupled with the abnormal growth rate had already caused the Black Dragoness to gradually begin to look at me a bit unfavourably.

The most obvious behavior was that when I was first born, she would still purposely throw the prey she brought back to me.

But recently the Black Dragon lady threw the prey back to Emilia and Hannah in front of me, and also especially cared for them to eat their fill before going into the depths of the Dragons nest to sleep.

Obviously the black dragoness was wary of my abnormal growth rate.

The thinness of kinship between evil Dragons, coupled with their strong desire to control their territory and their own wealth. The vast majority of evil Dragons would not allow another one of their own kind to appear in their own nest or even in their territory that could pose a threat to them.

It seems like something is not good. Thinking back to the black Dragoness attitude in recent days, well, I couldn't help but mutter.

However, I couldn't stop raising my strength just because the black dragon lady looked at me in a bad light. Could I?

The strength under one's control was the most important and fundamental, I deeply understood this truth.

After thinking for a moment, I shook my head. And indifferently said.

Forgot it, Let nature take its course anyway, with my growth rate, I will soon be able to have the ability to defend myself in the wild."

Although it was impossible to be as peaceful as it is now, at the very least, I would still be sure of preserving my own little life.

If I really encounter unavoidable danger, the big deal is to drill my head into the ground, hide for a three to five month period of time and directly eat the earth stacking feasts. Then wait until the strength is strong enough, and then come out and Kill the enemy.

Although this method is a bit humiliating, the king is defeated as long as I win. As the great man said once.

History is always written by the winners. When two cultures clash, the loser is obliterated, and the winner writes the history books. Books, which glorify their own cause and disparage the conquered foe. As Napoleon once said, "what is history, but a fable agreed upon?"'

Shaking away the many thoughts in my head. I turned my gaze to Emilia and Hannah who were sleeping by the mud puddle. The two little girls' dragon bodies were still so thin and weak, less than 3 meters long, with not much muscle and a small pair of dragon wings. However, the aura on their bodies had vaguely reached second order.

Explaining that, these two little fellows still had some improvement in their strength, the black dragon hatchlings whose biological level had just stepped into second grade. Although their strength was not as good as the adult wind wolf that I had hunted before, they barely had the strength to preserve their lives under the claws of the adult wind wolves of the third grade magical creatures.

"Not bad, keep growing in the future, your Big Brothers food will depend on you"

I was still quite satisfied with the growth rate of his sisters, although on the surface body had been spitting on Emilia and Hannah for their skinny stature and weak strength, if compared to other Black Dragon fledglings of the same age group, they were actually already considered to be in the middle of the pack.

It might have something to do with the fact that I would occasionally train them when I was born. Plus I would sometimes feed them the flesh and blood of some low level magical creatures.

Well, maybe. There's also a little bit of a reason that was that the two little Dragons were able to put their faces down and would regularly feed on black soil and rocks whether they were hungry or not. After eating more dirt and rocks, the bones and scales of the two little ones would obviously be one point harder than the black dragon hatchlings of the same age group.

I habitually looked towards the black dragoness in the depths of the Dragons nest; the vaguely glittering lustre of gold and silver coins and gems made me a little foolish.

If I swallowed the Black Dragon Lady's treasure when the feast opened, then the boost I would receive would definitely be huge.

This was a prompt from instinct. When I analyzed this instinct slightly, I found that it was strongest when faced with magical gems and was even stronger than swallowing the level 6 magical creature of the Swamp Black Water Python.

next was magical armor, and magic greatswords, then followed by magical gold coins and silver coins, lastly, there were ordinary gold and silver coins, as well as ordinary gems. As for the other shiny miscellaneous items, in my instinctive senses, they were nothing more than trash that was slightly stronger than dirt and rocks.

There wasn't much perineum, and neither there was any Mithril, Orichalcum, or Adamantium in my mother treasure, which is just proof of how rare these metals are or maybe the black dragon lady didn't bother to search for them.

Anyway the discovery of this ability also gave me a pleasant surprise, and I felt that with this ability, I wouldn't miss out on treasures when he encountered them in the future. Although the Gargoyles themselves were very good at finding treasures.

"It's time to set out on the hunt."

I stopped rambling, twisted my head, and turned towards the air passageway, my figure slowly disappearing into the dragon's lair.

This time out I was no longer simply hunting to fill my stomach. The black dragon lady's attitude had raised a sense of crisis in my heart and I had to prepare myself in advance for being kicked out of the Dragons nest in the future.

"That is…. Finding a place to land."

The location where the black dragoness has built her nest is in the middle of the inner and outer perimeter of the dark forest. Where there was a running swap with an area of dozens of square kilometres.

Well fed and well drunk I flapped my dragon wings and landed on top of a giant tree more than 50 meters tall. Looking around from afar, a huge ugly scar was situated in the middle of the endless black dense jungle.

The reason why this rotting swamp was so huge might also have a part in the power of The black Dragons.

The Black Dragon's bio passive 'Decay Domain' could transform dirt into a swamp, and the awakening of the domain was usually awakening youth.

Silently in the giant tree above the lookout. For a moment, my eyes condensed as the dragon wings spread, aiming at the South direction of a leap down. Down is still only 7 or 8 meters high. Dragon wings gently vibrated my body from the swooping posture into upward climb.

A few moments later in the forest some wooden buildings appeared. A dog headed man was walking amongst these short wooden buildings. I did not choose to directly fall into the dog head camp, but instead landed at least 100 meters away from the camp. Gathering my wings, I learned in the dense forest outside the camp and observed the dog headed men.

The name of the dog heads did not match their looks, and we're not tough with the dog's head On the outside. The dog headed people were less than a meter tall. Their bodies covered in dark brown scales, looked very thin, and on top of their heads was an ugly lizard head with a pair of small horns extending on top of their heads and their eyes really brightly flashing red sparks like rays of light, while their tails appeared to be long and slender and flexible.

The main reason why they were called dogheads was their language that sounded like a puppy barking wildly. Most of the dog headed men had a simple leafy skirt around their bodies recovered and only a very few of them were tattered clothes. The letters body was quite a bit taller and stronger compared to ordinary dog headed men, about 1m two or so the weapons held in their hands changed from wooden sticks, javelins or empty hands to rusty iron swords, Spears and other weapons.

'These should be the elite warriors amongst the dog heads.'

"How pathetically weak"

I spoke my thoughts silently. Whether it was ordinary dog headed men or those even stronger dog headed men warriors, in my senses, they were all just level 0 creatures.

This kind of weaklings, even Emilia and Hannah could easily kill a group of them, let alone myself. It was estimated that if he stood and let them fight, they wouldn't even be able to break my scale defence.