Chapter 157

"Stop it, you two! The most important thing now is to find out which dirty and despicable bug killed the female dragons, and then this egg … "

* BAM *

A blizzard hit Frost Dragon, who wanted to take charge of the situation, in the face. He instantly lost his mind. "You two damn idiots!"

The way the dragons mediated the fight was not friendly at all. When they realized that the fight between the two was getting more and more intense, and that the draconic magic was even affecting the dragons beside them, all the frost dragons on the scene swarmed forward and pinned the two dragons to the ground. However, they still had some sense of propriety, and carefully protected the last dragon egg from being broken.

The battle between these giant creatures could be described as earth-shattering. The entire mountain, including the cave, had been razed to the ground. After the dragons had vented their anger, they surrounded Okov with their breaths that could set off a blizzard.

The Frost Dragon from before stood up again, ignoring the wounds on its body that were dripping with snow-white blood, and viciously said, "Find out who did this, and then kill him. Kill everyone related to him by blood, and then slaughter his entire race. The dignity of the Dragon race cannot be violated. The dignity of the Frost Dragon race, the loss of the Frost Dragon race's females and descendants, must be repaid with a hundred times more lives!"

Angele stood up and pointed at Okov and the egg. "This is the only intact egg in the entire Nezario Mountain. There must be something wrong with it. Why don't we just destroy it?"

Okov roared and covered the egg with ice. He then put the egg into his wings. His silver eyes were filled with killing intent. "Angele, you're asking for death!"

The frost dragons comforted Okov and spoke to Angele, "We're dragons. Even though we're just young dragons, we're still the most powerful and noble creatures in this world. No one can do anything to our eggs."

All the dragons nodded. They had this confidence. The Dragon Race was a race that stood at the peak of the world. After reaching adulthood, they would reach the Extraordinary Level. Their young were the strongest among all the races. Even if something unclean was put into the dragon egg, it would be killed and eaten by the young dragon.

They never thought about the possibility of supernatural creatures entering the egg. After all, there were hundreds of Frost Dragons here. No supernatural creature could hide from the noses of so many dragons.

— — —

The Frost Dragons left the Nesario Mountains and returned to the world. Although they were furious about this, with their lazy natures, they would only carry out their so-called investigations and revenge near their territory. A massacre would be unavoidable. However, the dragons had the ability to affect the entire world, but they wouldn't waste so much effort to do so.

Okov was the same. He walked and stopped along the way, killing anyone he didn't like. If he saw a treasure he liked, he would casually call it his enemy and snatch it. Just like that, he leisurely returned to his cave at the peak of the Makalu Mountain Range.

"Great master, welcome back." Outside the cave, the slaves that Okov had captured all knelt down to greet him. Then, a female humanoid creature crawled to his feet and reported to him what had happened in the territory after he left.

Okov took out the frozen dragon egg and used his claws to break the ice. He listened to the report absent-mindedly, but he was a little hesitant. He had snatched the egg back in a moment of impulse, but he was a male dragon. Male dragons did not have the obligation to raise their offspring. Even if they did not talk about the obligation, the inheritance he received did not have the method to hatch a dragon egg.

The more he thought about it, the more irritated he became. He blew a breath of air and blew all the slaves out of the cave. Then, he supported his huge head and looked at the dragon egg floating in front of him. "What should I do?" He stretched out his claws and grabbed it a few times. "Should I just crush it?" He muttered.

The thought quickly took over his mind. Fortunately, he maintained his rationality at the last second. "No, no, no. Most of the female dragons in this generation are dead. The next time I want to mate, I will have to wait for the young dragons to grow up. In other words, this egg may be my only child for the next few hundred years."

Thinking of this, he opened his mouth and roared, "Lina!"

The slave who was blown away immediately appeared in front of him. "Master, what are your orders?"

Okov flicked his fingers and the dragon egg, which was half the size of the slave Lina's body, into her arms. Lina looked at the frost dragon blankly, not knowing what to do.

"I don't care what method you use. Hatch it, and I will give you and your tribe freedom. If not, all of you can go to hell."

— — —

The reincarnation spell was still in effect. After compiling the genetic information of the native race, it no longer had the intention to invade the Primordial Mother. Instead, it was more like a concealment spell. Adam did not dare to sense the environment outside the egg. He could only hide in the egg and watch the hundreds of dragon souls kill each other until only ten were left.

From this, one could see the cruel nature of the dragons. In order to fight for survival space, these dragon souls were using the most violent means to attack and tear apart the other dragon souls. If there was any missing part, they would become food for others.

Time flew by quickly. Without any reference, Adam could only keep track of time, second by second. From the moment the reincarnation spell was completed, five years had passed.

The remaining dragon souls were getting fewer and fewer, and each of them was getting stronger and stronger. Adam felt that if he gave up on the parasites and allowed the final victor to be born, he might be able to create a prodigy among the frost dragons.

However, it was clear that Adam would not allow this to happen.

— — —

The slave Lina stared blankly at the dragon egg boiling in a wooden barrel in her room. Her hands were unconsciously adding fire elemental energy stones into the magic furnace.

Five years had passed. At first, Master Okov would often ask about the hatching of the dragon egg, but when he went into hibernation on the third year, she no longer heard such questions. She knew that her master must have forgotten about the dragon egg. But she did not relax at all. Instead, she became even more terrified. She knew that the next time her master woke up and asked about the egg, she and her tribe would die if the egg was still not hatched.

Lina had never doubted the cruelty and tyranny of the dragons.

In the past five years, she had tried many ways to hatch the egg, including blood sacrifice, but the egg did not respond at all. Then, she suddenly remembered that normal bird eggs needed to be incubated in a warm environment, so she boiled a barrel of water and threw the Frost Dragon egg into it.

"When will you break out of your shell? I beg you to be born soon, please … "

Crack.

Lina's eyes suddenly widened.

Crack.

Lina covered her mouth as tears fell like rain. The egg had finally cracked!