Chapter 18

Amos named the occupied medium-sized Island Tasman island. Tasman represents the origin in dragon language. It hopes that Tasman can become the origin of its wealth.

The world is very dangerous. There are devils who have no brains to do things, devils who are full of bad water, evil gods who plan dirty py transactions, and intelligent creatures who are not friendly to the white dragon.

Amos clearly knew that the power of the dragon was not enough to make it feel at ease. It was as strong as the dragon mother who could live in the north wind ice field where birds did not shit.

Amos is fed up with the days of hiding, so it wants to build a strong force, so that it can appear in the sun aboveboard.

Today is the first step of the long march.

Along the coast of Tasman Island, the fish people of the white scale clan are building in full swing, using fishbone axes to obtain local materials from the forest.

After the branches of the trees were removed, the fishermen worked together to carry the logs back to the beach, leaving a series of footprints on the beach. The logs were processed into wood by the fishermen mages, and finally the fishermen's huts were built.

Amos looked at the busy fishermen and frowned. Although the fishbone axe was sharp, it was fragile and fragmented. The fishman mages were inefficient, but at present it had no good way.

There are endless wars among various ethnic groups in the overseas islands. Even if Amos is willing to buy the strategic resource of ironware with gold coins, he has to find a seller.

On a whim, Amos personally went to the sea to catch a big fish that was ten meters long, and gave the fish to the fishermen for processing.

Looking at the fish surging up and down in dozens of boiling stone pots, Amos has been reminded of the greedy insects. Since his rebirth, he has been living a life of drinking blood, which has almost made him forget the delicacy of cooked food.

Taking a stone pot the size of a small bowl for a giant dragon, the dragon's strong body is not afraid of scalding. Amos pours fish and soup into his mouth and savors them carefully.

The taste is not bad. The pure natural sea fish is cooked in non polluted sea water without adding any spices, which keeps the essence of the sea fish delicious and makes the dragon have endless aftertaste. The white dragon looks up to the sky and emits a mouthful of hot gas.

Cool!

Soon Amos dried up all the fish soup.

"Old blind!"

"What do you want from the master?" The old blind man, who had been waiting on one side, replied.

"Tell me what you know about the neighborhood."

The old blind man bowed his head and arranged his thoughts: "there is only one big island around Tasman island. There is a large ogre clan on the island, which is called the broken skull clan. The broken skull clan enslaves a group of Goutou people and jackals to help them engage in production."

"Their leader is a double headed ogre. I have seen him from a distance in the sea. He has a huge staff on his back, so I infer that he has casting ability."

"As for other medium-sized islands and small islands, as far as I know, they do not pose a threat to their owners, and cannibals are unable to cross the Strait and do not pose a threat to their owners."

The blind man quickly added, "even if the ogre crosses the channel, it's just a little more effort for the master."

Then he took a careful look at Amos.

Amos knew that he was worried about offending himself. After all, the cruelty of the five color dragon was well known all over the world. Of course, Amos was not so stingy.

"It seems that this ogre clan is an impassable one."

Amos murmured to himself that he was no stranger to ogres. These fat people are level 7 creatures as soon as they grow up. They are 3 meters tall and weigh 800 pounds on average. They are born with divine power.

During the attack on sandonar's southbound team, Amos saw these fat men carrying logs and playing baseball with at least 300 pounds of adult barbarian horses.

There are no two tigers in one mountain. Sooner or later, Amos will expand his power, and there will be a war with the ogre clan.

Moreover, their leader is a double headed ogre. This kind of freak's intelligence and ordinary ogre are two extremes. After all, they are dual core processors, and now Amos is not sure of winning.

Fortunately, he does not have time to plan and prepare for the war with ogres.

The first point is to enhance the strength of his family members. Otherwise, his team-mates will be killed by the other jackal group as soon as they go on the field, and then the ogre will push all the way to the door of the white dragon's house and directly open the boss. How embarrassing.

Looking at the fishermen's thin arms and legs, Amos's claws sharpened his chin.

Well, it's time to exercise.

Enhancing strength is not only through exercise, but also the embodiment of strength, and the effect of increasing the number is immediate.

"Is there any other Fishman clan nearby?"

"Only the dark scale clan and the blue scale clan, the others are too far away."

"Are you fishmen divided into clans by color of scales?"

"Smart as you, for the convenience of differentiation."

"That's really convenient," Amos Tucao said. "You can bring them back and make complaints about anything."

"At your service, my master."

Amos looked at the old blind man diving into the sea with the elite Fishman, thinking about the future arms configuration.

The fishermen are not able to stay away from the water for a long time. They can't be used as the main combat force. On the contrary, they have amphibious ability when they are in the overseas islands. They can be used as special forces to achieve unexpected effects in underwater raids.

Amos thinks that a qualified dragon Legion needs main arms, long-range arms, flying arms, scouting arms and auxiliary arms. All arms cooperate with each other to achieve the effect of one plus one greater than two and crush the enemy.

It's a long way to go. I haven't got a word yet. I'll talk about it when I meet the right arms.

Amos returns to the Dragon Nest and wakes up his sleeping brother and sister.

"Hunting predators? All right, let's go. "

The brothers and sisters were confused about Amos' proposal, but out of their trust in the elder brother, they agreed immediately.

"Amos, why are we doing this? It's going to break the balance. " Level 3 Druid Elena couldn't help saying.

"It's normal to break the balance, but now with us, it's different."

"To maintain a relatively stable ecosystem, we need to keep the food chain in balance, but for us, the fewer organisms at the top of the food chain, the better. In this way, we will have more and more meat resources," Amos explained

"Now we have dependents. If we have surplus meat resources, we can allocate them to them. Besides, although we don't have to worry about predators, our dependents have to guard against them, so we have to kill all the predators on Tasman island."

The sentence "our dependents" by Amos is very useful to the Dragon brothers and sisters, which means that Amos is willing to share his dependents with them, which is very rare in dragons.

Felicia added: "it's not just on Tasman, it's going to take out competitors in the territory we occupy."

"Come on, my sword is hungry and thirsty."（ Knife? Where is it?)

After taking office, the tendency of VILI violence became more and more serious.

"It's time for predators to move. We'll move separately."

A leopard is lying on a tree, staring at the antelope coming closer and closer below. Its muscles are tight and ready to hunt.

Hua Hua, a gust of wind blew over the top of the tree. The leopard felt that the wind pressure was not right, and his whole body was hairy. Regardless of hunting, he jumped under the tree.

Unfortunately, the strength gap is too big, and the extraordinary vigilance can't save it. A dragon claw grabs the leopard's neck in mid air and gently pinches it. The leopard's body falls to the ground, and the antelope runs away in panic.

The flying white dragon murmurs to himself.

"Next!"