1252 Clan 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. 

Due to the sole nutrients and lack of food, the White Dragon Clan had plenty of multiple births, and multiple births were the cause that brought out weaker and deformed White Dragons that were more adaptable to the environment.

These malformed White Dragons did not have the best mental development and their bodies were weaker by half, but they were more adaptable to less food and a single source of food. They could even thrive in harsh conditions.

Their small sizes also lead to a reduction in their usual energy consumption.

These deformed White Dragons did not even have the rights to fly as their wings were degraded, so they were no different from Earth Dragons. Most of the time, deformed White Dragons were just straight away called Earth Dragons.

"The other two are Earth Dragons, that's unfortunate," Garen's brother sighed, "Why can't they be the same as us?"

"I don't know." Garen shook his head, "Maybe it's congenital." They all had inherited memories. That was why they could speak and they were knowledgeable right when they were born, it is just that their minds were not fully mature.

Crack…

The two other eggs seemed to be disturbed by them as they cracked open suddenly. Small Dragon Whelp heads popped out from inside.

Three of them had wise eyes while the other, sadly, was another Earth Dragon.

"Four siblings altogether," The Dragon Whelp biggest in size spoke up.

"Them too!" Garen's brother said loudly as he pointed to the other three Earth Dragons.

"No, no! They're just waste!" The biggest Dragon Whelp was even bigger than Garen, almost as tall as two basketballs stacked together. In comparison to the weak body of Garen's brother, he was almost twice his size.

"They're not waste!" Garen's brother responded unconvincingly.

The two Dragon Whelps at the side stood on both sides as they started their first quarrel since birth.

Garen ignored the group of little brats who were fighting, walked to the side alone and sat on the warm ice.

The surface of the ice was warm, perhaps this was the first time he felt this. The White Dragon's body temperature was actually much lower than a normal creature's. Their optimum temperature was below freezing point as White Dragon's blood were never above zero degrees.

At this moment, Garen started feeling a little troubled.

He had just realized an extremely serious problem.

"My Soul Energy, it can't leave my body anymore!" Garen felt the seriousness of the problem. If his Soul Energy was unable to separate from his body, his Soul Seed would not be able to as well because Soul Energy was much thinner than Soul Seeds. If this thin energy could not escape his body, let alone Soul Seed which was high-density and not to mention Soul Ring which was even denser.

"This means that in a few years' time, my soul will completely form as one together with this body! If this body dies, then I'll die too. My soul will collapse, and even the chance of reincarnation will be completely lost."

Garen swiftly concluded.

"So this is the trouble with High-Dimensional Space?" He began to analyze and thought thoroughly where the root of all his problems was. The greatest reliance of the Endor Demon Lords was the ability to reincarnate and reborn endlessly. They did not have the innate talents of transmigrators and they would suffer a huge loss if their souls were to transmigrate even just once, but they could strengthen their souls through training and solidifying their souls. With that, they would be able to reduce the amplitude of damage caused when they transmigrate. 

The average creature would not be involved in the soul level and they had no way around it all because the Demon Lords' Soul Rings were able to separate from their bodies, so the death of their bodies would only harm a small part of their Soul Energy. After that, they were able to quickly reincarnate and bounce back.

But now, Garen could sort of feel that he had lost his reincarnation ability, and it was probably related to the exhaustion of Mother Stream. Or perhaps it was also related to the rules of this world.

He quickly scanned the attributes below. Fortunately, his talent and powers had reappeared. He vaguely figured out a little bit of the origin of this ability of his, and he was ready to use this thing once again.

Talent and powers were able to increase various physical qualities of his own body in the midst of developing. 

Now that he was reborn as a White Dragon, his foundation was already alarmingly powerful. If he was to add some attribute points to this foundation, the future development would be absolutely unimaginable.

"For the time being, just don't worry too much. I still have the protection of White Dragon Clan, so my youth days shouldn't be too big of a problem."

Garen suppressed the doubts in his mind. Even if it was the Demon Lord, it would for sure take some time to grow after reincarnation. Now that his Soul Energy was unable to get out, he had lost the method of using his Soul Energy to influence the outside world in combat. It also meant that he could only count on this weak body of his to fight now.

The body of a newborn baby White Dragon was approximately the size of a basketball and they would crawl around on their round bellies. At this level, even two ordinary human soldiers could kill them with just a few shots. According to the legendary powerful Dragon Race, even newborn babies had the defense mechanism of a Level Two soldier and they were even able to kill leopards. Their speed was indeed astounding.

But the White Dragon Clad was after all declining. 

Garen heaved a sigh. The only thing he could rely on now was this small body. Since his Soul Energy was unable to penetrate through his body, it could only be converted to strengthen his body now.

Originally, his Middle Demon Lord Level Soul Energy could directly Dream Weave and manipulate creatures easily. According to the inherited memory, although the rules of this space were very advanced, creatures could still be born with strong souls, but creatures below Level Four could not avoid having their souls be manipulated by him. But now…

Soon enough, an enormous White Dragon slowed down its wings as it flew in the cave.

A snake's neck, bat-like wings, a massive body that resembled a lizard, and a white chill slowly spreading from the mouth.

This gigantic creature was almost three meters high and nearly the size of an elephant.