1252 Clan 2 (1/2)

'Those traitors, those fallen ones who have abandoned their vengeance and race, will soon be turned into Soul Basins by the Great Dragon Goddess Tiamat and burn for all eternity in the abyss!' That was the loud cry of hatred inscribed in the White Dragon's inherited memory.

”Alright then… Clearly, White Dragon's ancestors were badly slaughtered by humans.” At this sight, Garen had basically finished reading all the content.

Throwing aside the parts his subjective emotions got involved, he did get plenty of information about this world.

Priests, wizards, warlocks, and other professions that involved the ability of casting spells were part of the high-ranked combat forces of this world. The cavalry, swordsmen, assassins, thieves and other occupations formed the abnormal yet complete society system of various armed forces.

Compared to the strong human races and the equally powerful dwarves and elves, the current dragon race had already vanished completely. On the other hand, the White Dragon Clan were located in the northern parts of the plane, building their nests deep in the cold northern ice mountains. While this nest Has not even lasted for a hundred years, the White Dragon Clan would move every once in a while to other regions so they could avoid humans who might find them.

The powerful and evil Dragon Goddess Tiamat did not protect her own kind whereas the White Dragon Clan constantly moved around. But as the Main Substance Plane was gradually occupied by more and more human beings, the places they were able to hide reduced dramatically. As part of the evil Colorful Dragon Clan, they were different from Metallic Dragons. The White Dragon Clan had long expected that sooner or later, they would have to battle the humans.

No… Perhaps it would not be a war, but a massacre.

There was already too many inherited members of White Dragon who weakened so much they were not even able to leave the plane. A large part of White Dragons was even just slightly stronger than white lizards. Besides their mighty dragon bodies that were still able to handle close combat, they would just be beasts that were slightly bigger in size.

Their intelligence slumped due to the lack of food.

Knowing this, Garen was completely speechless.

”Such a large dragon race, but even if White Dragons were the weakest among the Colorful Dragons, it's indeed incredible that they could fall to this point.”

Time slowly passed by as he poured himself into his boring research of the inherited information.

The dragon egg seemed to become fragile over time and inexplicable surges of energy were transported into Garen's body and the body of the meaty object by the side all of a sudden through the umbilical cord.

Garen could feel his body getting stronger and stronger, his scales and nails getting harder and harder.

Crack.

Suddenly one day, as Garen accidentally scratched the eggshell the inner wall of the eggshell actually broke into pieces.

He glanced at the side, the meaty object had also developed into a Dragon Whelp and it was slamming its four tiny claws at the inner wall of the eggshell with all its might. After that, it started biting bits and pieces of the eggshells as it shattered while showing a look of intoxication.

Staring at the falling pieces that still had white slime here and there, it did look a bit disgusting. Instantly, his appetite went away.

Garen smashed the eggshells for a couple more times before he stumbled out.

Everything was white outside. Meeting his gaze was a piece of white-bluish ice. He was at a huge arched cave.

There was nothing in his surroundings, just a soft grey-white fur padding placed below the white gigantic egg.

After Garen got his entire body out, he heard chewing sounds of the cracking eggshells coming from behind him.

He turned around and have a look.

There were four other white dragon eggs laying in the grey-white fur-padded nest. Among the four eggs, two of them managed to climb out and both eggs were broken. The white Dragon Whelps that crawled out, including him, made a total of four heads, being a two-headed dragon crawled out of one of the eggs.

Garen observed the Dragon Whelps carefully. They do not seem much different from a small lizard that grew out its wings, perhaps slightly bigger in size. They were almost the size of a human's head. For a wine barrel-big dragon egg that was grey-white in color to have two Dragon Whelps was just nice.

He looked at the Dragon Whelp that came out from his same egg. Its scales all over its body was just like a mirror, reflecting the layers of ice and the cave's inner walls in its surroundings.

Hiss… Hiss hiss…

Garen's brother called out to him several times. Though he was unsure what language was it, Garen actually understood his words!

”Still not eating? This is really good and it's nutritious for us!” The sentence translated like this.

Garen was speechless. He wanted to speak but he soon realized that his breaths were naturally spurted out.

Whoosh.

White gas came out of his mouth, hitting the ground before him. A condensed layer of white frost appeared on the ground and the original ice surface was covered by a whole new layer of white frost.

”You can eat it, I'm not hungry.” Garen only managed to say this finally, relying on the language in his inherited memory to respond.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please clickfor visiting.

Garen was a bit embarrassed as he had forcibly seized most of the nutrients of the eggshells, and so he stopped snatching the scrap bits of nutrients left now.

Both brothers stared at the snow on the ground enviously. This was a phenomenon of overnutrition… They could only have enough energy to hold their chilled breaths when they had the sufficient nutrients.

Garen looked at the other two Dragon Whelps. No wisdom or rationality could be seen from their eyes as they fought with each other, snatching the eggshell fragments. Obviously, they were specimens of low-intellect.