A Dragon against the Whole World-Chapter 49: Violent Bear Tribe

At dusk, the remnants of the dim yellow sunlight scattered from the sky, transforming into a heavy twilight.

The pungent scent of sulfur permeated the Needleleaf Valley, the rising hot mist refracting the remaining glow of the sunset into distorted ripples.

Six adolescent Violent Bears sat around a boiling high-temperature Sulfur Pool, their thick fur encrusted with Pyrite crystals, resembling thick rock armor.

The Bear Leader, Broken Tooth Gor, was among them.

Its body was the largest, its fur was a mix of dark yellow and dark red, with many scars faintly visible on its body, and one of its tusks was broken.

These were proofs of battles with powerful savage beasts and monsters.

Among the Earth Bear race, it was a symbol of bravery and honor, a badge of pride.

Including Gor.

All the Earth Bears stirred the Sulfur Pool water with their claws.

In this Sulfur Pool, young Violent Bears would throw a special metallic ore sand into it, continuously enhancing its special effects.

The copper-green bubbles burst incessantly, emitting a corrosive hissing sound.

This was the ’Quenched Claw’ that the Violent Bear Clan had maintained for decades; whoever’s bear claws were sharper and harder could endure the Sulfur Pool water longer, and the claws that were quenched would become stronger after recovery.

On the rocks in the northwest corner of the hot spring, a few cubs were craning their necks, watching.

Gor stirred the pool water with the largest commotion, the ripples it caused forming vortex-like swirls, the other Violent Bears couldn’t compare.

As time passed, each adolescent Violent Bear felt stabbing pain in their paws, unable to persist, they retreated from the pool water, bowing slightly to the leader, expressing their awe and respect, and after a low growl signal from Leader Gor, they turned and left, only Old Gor continued to quench his claws with the Sulfur Pool water, even pouring the corrosive pool water over himself, making sizzling sounds.

While the leader was still in the Sulfur Pool.

There was also the two-year-old adult male Violent Bear, Raymond, sneaking, and slinking into the area where the female Violent Bears stayed, then baring his teeth, throwing a hidden Thunderbird wing toward a female Violent Bear.

In the culture of the Earth Bear tribe.

Females were not loyal to a fixed mate, they would simultaneously accept courtship from multiple male bears, but food had to be used to buy mating rights.

The female Violent Bear glanced at Raymond, did not accept the Thunderbird wing, nor did she look at it more.

This meant refusal.

Although she wasn’t loyal to a fixed mate, she needed to be loyal to the strongest Violent Bear.

Leader Gor monopolized all the female bears and strictly prohibited the females from having relations with other male Violent Bears. Once discovered, the male bears would be beaten nearly to death and expelled from the territory, while the females would have their food supply cut off for a long time as punishment.

The spring-hearted male bear did not leave, instead shamelessly sitting beside the female Violent Bear.

He subtly rubbed the female Violent Bear’s hind leg with his tail, flirting.

It was mating season, and the female bear, coaxed by Raymond, gradually couldn’t contain herself, starting to be agitated.

Seeing Gor wasn’t around, the female bear finally twisted her plump bear hips, signaling the male bear to follow her into a more secluded thicket.

Rustle, rustle, rustle.

The thickets trembled and shook.

Ten minutes later.

The male bear Raymond stood upright, walking out of the thicket with a happy stride, only to run headlong into the Bear Leader.

The Bear Leader’s face was calm, his brown eyes flickering with dangerous light.

"Raymond, you’ve crossed the line."

It let out a thunderous low growl.

"Leader, listen to my excuse!"

The male bear was startled.

Before the words were finished, a giant bear paw slapped down on him.

The adolescent Violent Bear, over seven meters tall, flew backward like a kite with a broken string, his chest fur in disarray, flesh and blood deeply caved in, bones shattered.

The Bear Leader coolly began a fierce assault on the unruly male bear, the male bear dared not resist, only wailing for mercy.

The other male bears were silent with fear.

A few minutes later, the male bear Raymond was motionless, his life force completely vanished, beaten to death.

Such incidents rarely happened before.

Because when facing unruly adolescent Violent Bears, especially their own offspring, Leader Gor often chose to beat them half to death, throwing them out of the territory, rather than killing them outright.

Today, the old bear seemed particularly irritable.

"Whoever dares to defy, to challenge my authority again."

"I will snap their neck!"

Old Violent Bear let out a low growl, his fur bristling, silencing the other Violent Bears.

Seeing the fear flicker in the eyes of the other Violent Bears, especially the males, he nodded in satisfaction.

With age, Old Gor’s fur was no longer glossy and bright like in his prime years, more gray and lifeless hair appeared on his body, and he also felt his power gradually declining, his physical attributes weakening, even the time for Quenched Claw this time was slightly shorter than before.

Time, this blade, was a hundred times sharper than the fangs of beasts.

Not all creatures could, like the Dragon Race, become continuously stronger with age, Gor had already passed his peak period, from now on every day his strength declined.

He felt restless and uneasy for this reason.

To maintain his dominance in the clan, he decided to adopt a more ruthless approach, killing even his offspring without mercy.

Suddenly.

From the pine forest ahead came a rustling sound, making the old Violent Bear prick up his ears instantly, he stood upright, turning to look.

Another Earth Bear emerged from the vines and branches blocking the way, appearing in the old bear’s sight.

"My dear father, you are becoming increasingly brutal."

Glancing at the corpse by Old Bear’s feet, Möbel said.

"Möbel, the foolish offspring who once defied me, you’re still alive."

The old bear grinned, revealing the Obsidian embedded in his toothless gums.

From Möbel, he did not feel a threat.

Though he was somewhat old and weaker, comparing to his peak, he was still much stronger than ordinary Violent Bears.

"Coming before me, what do you want to do?"

"Do you want to challenge my authority and status, or are you here to die?"

He flashed a fierce glint, his claws, sharp as blades, extended one by one.

Möbel bared his teeth, standing upright, arms akimbo, speaking gruffly: "Of course, it’s to kill you, to replace you, then to take all your female bears!"

Upon hearing this, Gor raged.

His back arched, hind legs dug into the ground, about to pounce and slay this unfilial son.

However, as Möbel’s declaration ended, he turned and ran, sprinting on all fours, some runes on his body lighting up, making him lighter and faster.

"You can’t escape, I’ll slaughter you!"

The Bear Leader roared, his paws smashing the ground, charging like a cannonball, knocking aside all obstacles, pursuing Möbel.

The other Violent Bears exchanged glances, without chasing.

This challenge against the leader was not a defense against external enemies, other Violent Bears need not intervene.