1257 Stable 1 (1/2)

”We must leave this place.”

Garen got up and said to the Dragon Whelps who were drinking water. He did not want to leave alone. He was still too weak by himself and needed these Dragon Whelps to move around with him, not just for power, but as a cover for his identity. Once his abnormality was discovered, problems were likely to arise and he would be easily noticed.

”Why do we have to leave?” Satwo asked.

”There are humans here,” Garen whispered. ”If they're moving around this area, they obviously have some sort of purpose.”

”Humans? We can kill them straight away. They're just food,” Saone thought otherwise.

”We may be able to kill them in the future, but not right now.” Garen shook his head. ”Are you guys moving?”

”No, there is water source here. Where there's water, animals are bound to come by. Therefore, if we stay here, we'll be able to find good food,” Safour said with a witty tone.

”As long as there's endless food, we will continue to advance!” Sathree exclaimed loudly.

”As long as we advance, we'll be able to go find Mother!” Saone continued.

”And as long as we're able to find Mother, we'll all be safe!” Satwo waved his claws.

Bang!

A huge claw that was clenched into a fist landed on his eyes.

Instantly, Satwo stumbled backward. Before he could figure out what was going on, he saw Garen flinging another punch towards him.

”No! You…”

Bang!

Both of his eyes were completely bruised.

Saone was furious that he actually dared to hit the boss! He rushed forward and tried to entangle Garen into close combat but it was pointless.

Garen took a step back and simply kicked his leg causing his knee to land right on Saone's abdomen.

Oh!

Both Saone and Satwo fell on their butts. Their heads were spinning and they were completely stunned.

”Now I'm the boss,” Garen walked to the front of both dragons and waved his claws.

”Alright… Alright, you're the boss,” Saone was convinced right away.

There was still a look of dissatisfaction in Satwo's eyes, but from the strength and speed of Garen's movements, he was obviously no match for Garen. With a huff, he gave in reluctantly.

”Now, we're leaving this place,” Garen confirmed his authority as the leader and proposed decisively to leave.

Sathree and Safour were shocked by Garen's sudden burst of powers.

The group of Dragon Whelps sorted out the leopard meat cubes and brought them one by one, tied them up with large leaf vines from the trees before flying away wobbly into the distance.

Roar!

Suddenly, a low rumble was heard from the forest below.

Something dark darted out from the woods. It seemed to be a gigantic, black wild boar.

The wild boar was covered with a black iron armor, rushing straight towards the group of Dragon Whelps. It had blood-red eyes and it reeked badly.

”Rise!” Garen shouted.

The wild boar was at least twice their size, rushing over like a car. He did not want to fight against this fellow.

All the Dragon Whelps immediately increased their heights but a beam of grey-white light shot out from the back of the wild boar, hitting Saone's hind legs.

”Ahhh!” Saone howled in pain.

The ray was actually able to break through the dragon skin's magic defense. Although they were only Dragon Whelps now, their epidermis was still able to immunize Level-One magic and even a certain resistance towards some Level-Two spellcraft. However, looking at Saone right now, the ray was clearly far more than just a Level-Two spellcraft.

After struggling for a while, Saone completely lost the ability to flap his wings and fell from the sky.

The other Dragon Whelps were shocked. At this moment, the selfish nature of White Dragons was truly manifested. All the Dragon Whelps ignored Saone who had fallen and flew away frantically.

Garen cast a glance towards Saone who was below him. The gigantic wild boar had its head up waiting for it to fall and there was a creepy old guy in a grey robe wandering beside the wild boar.

”Human…” Garen's heart shook. His strength and speed were incomparable to Saone. Moreover, Saone's body was temporarily frozen as he continued falling. Before he touched the ground, Garen once again fluttered his wings and fiercely squirted a mouthful of Chill towards the old fellow.

When the white Chill rushed to the old man, it seemed to be blocked by a transparent barrier.

The old man smiled and extended his right hand. A Void Shadow of a white skeletal hand could be seen around his entire palm, wrapping his palm within it. Looking from afar, it seemed as if his entire arm was just skeletal.

The skeletal arm pierced through the screen and grabbed onto Saone who was trying to escape.

Garen who was in the sky immediately felt the intense threat and darkness from the white skeletal arm. It felt as if he was standing at the cliff of an abyss, the cold feeling surged straight into his mind.