This Giant Dragon is So Powerful!-Chapter 105 - 98: Conflict

Wit felt the familiar, welcoming aura emanating from the other party, breathed a sigh of relief, and smiled.

The people meeting them had arrived, and they were safe now.

Regarding the formidable strength of the Dragon Nest Monster Warriors, Wit from the Higlind family, who often traveled to the Dark Forest, was probably the most knowledgeable.

"You take the goods and leave first, leave this to us." A Big Goblin Warrior, over three meters tall with a giant wolf fang club on his shoulder, said coldly to Wit in the common language.

Many wild Monster Clans inherently knew some common language. Monster Warriors from the Dragon Nest often interacted with humans, so many powerful Monster Warriors could speak the common language quite fluently.

Wit nodded gratefully and quickly signaled Wilson and the others to leave first. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Not long after they left, the sound of iron hooves trampling the ground echoed from behind.

There were several hundred monster warriors holding the rear, most were Level 3-4 warriors, with a dozen being Intermediate Warriors.

"Stop!"

The thunderous roar emanated from the Big Goblin’s mouth, echoing far and wide.

A large group of Centaur Warriors, having arrived here through the forest, halted at the signal of a Centaur Commander, frowning at these formidable Monster Warriors.

"You..."

"This is Queen of Darkness’s territory, are you Centaurs here to provoke the Dark Dragon Nest’s influence?!" Among the Monster Warriors, a Kobold stepped forward, as such communication tasks were best left to the quick-witted Kobold.

Queen of Darkness? Upon hearing this, the Centaur Commander, who was initially irate from being interrupted, was momentarily taken aback. Now, observing closely, he noticed the Dragon Descendant aura emanating from the monster warriors before him. Particularly noticeable were the dozen Intermediate Monster Warriors, whose Dragon Descendant aura was very strong, their physical transformation exceedingly evident.

The Centaur Commander’s face twitched; they were following those humans, and now...

"As allies, we have no intent to provoke the Queen of Darkness. We have come here pursuing humans; those humans killed many of our clansmen. Now allow us to pass..." The Centaur Commander explained stiffly.

Being part of the Centaur leadership, he naturally knew the Queen of Darkness and their King were allies; therefore, this misunderstanding must not strain their relations, as both sides shared a common adversary.

"Once you enter our Dark Dragon Nest’s domain, everything here belongs to the owner... We will settle the matter with these humans; no need for you Centaurs to intervene," the Kobold said coldly.

The Centaur Commander’s mouth twitched; seeing the strong attitude of the other party, he couldn’t communicate at all. After taking several deep breaths to calm his raging emotions, he refrained from looking at the Monster Warriors and coldly ordered his clansmen,

"Let’s go back."

The other Centaur Warriors felt reluctant but couldn’t defy the commander’s orders, ultimately giving the Monster Warriors a fierce glare.

After the Centaurs returned, on the way back.

"Commander, are we just going to let those humans go? They killed more than twenty of our kind, even Ma Lei... Plus, there were dozens of carts, with that cavalry being so strong; the carts must contain a lot of precious materials..."

The deputy asked unwillingly.

The Centaur Commander remained expressionless, glaring at his deputy, "Don’t I know? I’m also tempted, but the Dark Dragon Nest has an alliance with our Centaur Clan, if we secretly make a move and get discovered, who will bear the consequences?"

Looking at his deputy, who still appeared somewhat disgruntled, and the other Centaur Warriors who showed unwilling expressions, the Centaur Commander softened his tone,

"We have just taken root in the Dark Forest, stability is our priority. After a few years... hmph." The Centaur Commander laughed coldly but said no more.

The news of Centaur King Morgan ascending to Legendary status and suffering severe injuries could not be circulated among ordinary Centaurs; only the higher-ups knew this information.

"Anyway, know this: whether it is a few years or a decade, this vast forest will tremble beneath our Centaur hooves!"

The Centaur Commander spoke with confidence or rather, his confidence in the King.

The other Centaur Warriors, influenced by the Commander, felt some relief from their dissatisfaction and unwillingness, although they still felt somewhat gloomy and downcast.

Meanwhile, under the protection of the Black Blood Valley Dragon Nest Monster Warriors, Wit and the others traveled unimpeded, finally entering the Mountain Stream Dragon Nest’s territory after several hours.

Currently, the focus of Udi’s monster forces is on the Mountain Stream Territory, with the Black Blood Valley left under the command of Goblin Mage Kadan and part of the monster warriors guarding it. Since Black Blood Valley also covers a large territory, abandoning it would be a waste of resources.

Moreover, the Black Blood Valley’s territory serves as a barrier to the south of the Mountain Stream Dragon Nest territory. If Centaurs make any move to expand northward, the Mountain Stream Dragon Nest would receive this information at the fastest speed.

Additionally, daily, the Black Blood Valley Dragon Nest influence can take action in the name of the Queen of Darkness, as long as it’s not too obvious or excessive, and generally won’t be exposed.

After all, no one knows the Black Dragon Maiden’s laziness better than Udi. She doesn’t even emerge from the Dragon Nest twice a month, and when she does, it’s just for a meal; she won’t particularly care about such things. Let alone, she is not even concerned about the thriving subsidiary forces right under her nose, how could she pay attention to the Black Blood Valley Dragon Nest forces two hundred kilometers away?

Leanna knows her precious son established a Dragon Nest not far from her domain, and she allowed it to happen. Besides, didn’t she leave two burdens that do nothing but eat to her son?

However, Leanna probably never imagined her precious son was constantly blaming her for things behind her back.

.....

"Master, Mage Wit from the Higlind family seeks an audience." Dragon-blooded Maid Chief Sofia stood beneath the Thorn Stone Throne and reported with her head slightly lowered.

"What is the matter?"

The Black Dragon opened its eyes, and the enormous dark brown vertical dragon pupils carried an intimidating pressure as they looked at Sofia.

"It’s a group of slaves—human slaves, Aegean Beastman slaves, and there’s a batch of Harpies, altogether totaling one hundred and fifty-eight slaves. Additionally, they also brought along a juvenile White Dragon Beast," Sofia replied.

"So it’s tributes; Roy, that old fellow, indeed has many thoughts." Udi grinned, surprised, "But they even brought along a Dragon Beast? Interesting."

"Alright then, bring them five bottles of Dragon Blood and say the offerings are satisfactory, and the Dragon Blood is their reward," Udi said casually.

Sofia nodded, knowing that the master’s words indicated no intention to meet them. Having been by the master’s side for a while, she had come to understand such matters well.

Several kilometers away in the Mountain Stream Territory.

Wit, Wilson, and more than a hundred others waited silently, their hearts anxious but their faces not betraying any emotion.

At this moment, a giant White Crane flew from the sky. As it approached and began descending, Wit and the others could see a tall woman standing on the back of the White Crane.

No, technically she should be described as Dragon-blooded Human, just like them.

The White Crane flapped its massive wings and landed on the ground, its curious black eyes looking at this unfamiliar group of humans. It was one of Mother Crane’s two offspring and was named Snowball by Sofia.

Sofia lightly jumped off Snowball’s back and looked at Wit and the others.

"The master does not wish to see you," Sofia said indifferently, making Wit and the others’ hearts sink halfway, the younger Wilson even flushed with anger, fists clenched tightly.

Sofia glanced at Wilson, then turned her gaze to Wit, and with a cold tone said, "Though the master does not want to meet you, he is pleased with your tribute, so he has sent me to bring Dragon Blood as a reward."

With a wave of her hand, five glass bottles appeared in the snow, containing a thick, mercury-like red liquid, with the liquid faintly exuding traces of pressure.

This was leftover Dragon’s awe.