Volume Dragon: Start by obtaining the Infinity Gems

Chapter 15 Territory Prototype
This should have been an ordinary day for the Grimlocks in the underground world. The men went out hunting, and the women were tending to mushrooms in the tribe.

After a day of hard work, the barbarians would gather together, stand silently in the darkness, and feel the art of darkness.

A grimlock's heightened senses allow them to perceive the beauty of form, the subtle vibrations of the earth, and poetry.

True to the character of the grimlocks, the sculptures, music, and poetry they create are primitive, direct, and immediate.

"In light, everything exists; in silence, nothing exists."

Even if they did nothing, quietly feeling the feeling of being enveloped by the true form of the Goddess of Darkness - darkness, was enough enjoyment for them.

For these creatures who are born without eyes, Shar is their innate worship.

Of course, those grimlocks who have been brainwashed and enslaved by the mind flayers do not count.

But today, the silence was broken.

The leader of the Stoneblind, Phosphorus Face, was standing in front of Clangeddin with an expressionless face.

He asked with a tone of rejection and refusal: "Dark dwarf, why did you come to our territory? Outsiders are not welcome here. You'd better explain it clearly before I rip out your intestines."

The shaking of the earth told him that there were other people besides the gray dwarves, and the faint smell of rust in the air also told him that they were not friendly.

But he couldn't see, and trapped in the darkness he could only guess that the gray dwarf tribe had lost their minds and was planning to attack them.

Clangedin is indeed stronger than him, but that doesn't mean he will surrender. At least his seventy brothers and sisters will not agree.

There is cruelty in the eyes of the gray dwarves. They are lawful evil creatures. Being honest under the power of the true dragon does not mean that they are good men and women.

"Old blind man, are you going to take out my intestines and stick them in with a cane?" Clangeddin taunted.

But Phosphorus Face was not angry. Unlike the dwarves who were very sensitive about their height, the Grimlocks were proud of their blindness, believing it to be a manifestation of their natural affinity with Shar.

“Listen, you disgusting scaly creature, today is your lucky day.” Clangeddin pulled out a cold iron battle axe that he had borrowed from one of his own people.

He pointed his battle axe at Phosphorus Face and said with a smile: "The great true dragon, His Highness the White Mystery, has given you the opportunity to serve him. This is a great opportunity, old blind man. You will become the master's followers together with us gray dwarves. Of course, the status of the gray dwarves will be higher than yours."

“Or,” Clangeddin said, his face cold and spitting out cruel venom, “the gnoll army behind me wouldn’t mind a good meal.”

The gray dwarves were extremely happy at this moment. They had had several conflicts with these stone barbarians before. If the other party had not taken into consideration a sixth-level warrior like them, they would have probably fought with the gray dwarves long ago.

Now with the help of these, let's call them puppets,

Clangeddin looked back at the motionless werewolf army that looked like a wizard's puppets, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

But at least with their help, Clangedin had the capital to show off his power.

Sixty level three warriors, one level six ogre and four level five barbarians, this strength is enough to raze the Stoneblind Barbarian tribe to the ground.

Phosphorus Face's expression finally changed, and his gray lips began to tremble. The authority and power represented by the word "True Dragon" were feared by most creatures in the Underdark.

So, under the threat of the gnolls' force and the reputation of the real dragon, Clangeddin brought all the grimlocks back to his territory without a single soldier. This is the sadness of the world of monsters. The law of the jungle is a law they cannot resist. It is only natural for the weak to submit to the strong.

"A baby white dragon?!"

Phosphorus Face felt a little regretful when he learned about Nemesis. White dragons are recognized as the weakest of all dragon species. They have weak bodies, extremely low IQs, and don't even know many spells.

It's really embarrassing to recognize such a young white dragon as your master.

Phosphorus Face cursed in his heart, how on earth could a newborn white dragon conquer so many monsters? Could it be that they were all brave warriors like him who were frightened to their knees at the mere mention of a real dragon? But they could definitely regret it later.

"No, no, no, our great master is not the shame of the dragon clan like the White Dragon. He just looks very much like a White Dragon." Clangedin was a little annoyed at the wrong explanation.

At this time, Nemesis, who had descended from the sky, took over the explanation: "I am not a white dragon. Have you, country bumpkins from the Prime Material Plane, never heard of the existence of a scroll dragon?"

Phosphorus Face secretly groaned, he had no idea what a scroll dragon was, but the real dragon might proved that the one who spoke was a real dragon.

"Great White Secret, on behalf of the Grimlock Tribe, I submit to you." Phosphorus Face finally chose to surrender, just like Clangeddin. No matter what, even a young white dragon was not something he could contend with, let alone this scroll dragon that appeared out of nowhere. No matter how weak it was, it wouldn't be weaker than a white dragon.

Nemesis was in a good mood because of Phosphorus Face's understanding. He did not waste his precious mental power to control these guys. The jackals alone were enough to suppress the little thoughts in these guys' hearts.

"Very good. From today on, the Grimlocks and Gray Dwarves will become my followers. You need to do your best to ensure the operation of my territory."

"Clangedin, I appoint you as the Minister of Economy. I will give you full authority to handle the transactions with those goblins. However, each transaction must be witnessed by at least two gnolls."

"Phosphorus Face, I appoint you as the Minister of Agriculture and lead your people to grow tricholoma."

"Rust, I appoint you as the commander of my army. Oger will assist you. You are responsible for leading the gnoll army to hunt and protect the camp."

"As for the remaining gray dwarves, they will be responsible for mining."

Nemesis waved his hand and began to assign positions to his confidants one by one. Although these positions made them look confused, it did not affect their understanding of their responsibilities.

"For those who perform well, I will grant them dragon blood, giving them the opportunity to become a dragon blood follower!"

Finally, Nemesis released a big bomb. Upon hearing this, many monsters couldn't help but have a glimmer of desire in their eyes, and an excited fighting spirit surged in their hearts.

Dragon blood is the most domineering blood in the world. Any creature that consumes dragon blood has a high probability of becoming a dragon-blood creature.

Compared to normal creatures, dragon blood creatures will receive all-round improvements. Even the best among them will awaken the profession of dragon vein sorcerer and gain some spells derived from dragon blood.

As a spellcaster among spellcasters, the probability of a scroll dragon awakening a warlock with its dragon blood is much higher than that of a normal true dragon!

However, the personalities of creatures affected by dragon blood will change a lot, and they will constantly move towards the camp where the dragon blood comes from. Therefore, Nemesis has not given Pumbaa dragon blood in the past few years. He does not want to change the nature of the meerkat.

More importantly, even if the meerkat becomes a dragon-blooded meerkat, it is still a weakling.
The monsters roared excitedly. Nemesis looked at the cold iron vein and the surrounding land with the same excitement in his eyes. There were only two cave entrances around the cold iron vein that led to the outside world, and the other side was monopolized by hundreds of miles of grabens.

Nemesis will grow into a young dragon in this natural and safe hiding place!
(End of this chapter)