Free Web NovelChapter 492: Chapter 353: Ancestor Ignas (Part 3)
[Naive little treat, your courage is commendable]
[But this cannot change the fact that in my eyes, you are always just a delicious prey]
Hearing the consecutive growls from the other side, the Holy Spirit Deer wrinkled its nose in disgust.
It couldn’t help but say, "Barbaric and crude lion."
"Do you have great power but cannot even speak like an intelligent creature, merely roaring like an ignorant beast?"
"Hmph, ignorant."
This time, the Purple Crystal Dragon Lion Ennos clearly and unmistakably retorted the Holy Spirit Deer’s questions with words, proving it wasn’t that it couldn’t, but that it didn’t want to.
"Enough."
Galos’s deep voice interrupted the confrontation between the two.
He looked at the Holy Spirit Deer and asked, "Tell me your name."
"Lu Xi."
Answered the Holy Spirit Deer.
"Lu Xi, and Angela."
Galos’s gaze swept over the newly submissive Holy Spirit Deer, and then the Phoenix hovering in the sky with its flames subdued. He declared resolutely, "You two will enjoy the same status as the Dragon Lion Ennos."
"You will serve as a lord under my command, continue to lead your original tribes, and govern the territories you are familiar with."
"However, power comes with responsibilities."
"You must meet all the preliminary requirements I proposed and pledge allegiance to the Molten Iron Tribe."
"......"
He roughly repeated the conditions he had previously set for Ennos.
These included giving up the title of king, accepting stationed troops, providing military and resource support, and responding to conscription, among others.
Finally, he solemnly asked, "If there are any objections to these conditions, you can present them to me now."
Phoenix Angela cautiously waved her right fiery wing and said, "I hope the Molten Iron Legion stationed in my territory will consist of creatures that better fit the aesthetic, more pleasing to the eye."
"For example, some shiny and beautiful creatures, or at least not ogres or Jackal-Wolf Folk or anything like that."
She had a pursuit for the appearance of her subordinates.
Galos’s gaze instantly became sharp, with Long Wei slightly condensed.
Are you really daring to raise such a request?
"Alright."
The Red Iron Dragon suddenly grinned, revealing a friendly smile.
"As long as you can survive under my hand for ten minutes right now, I will agree to your small request."
Angela’s feathers puffed up, feeling the danger behind that smile.
She hurriedly shook her head, retracting her thoughts: "No, no! I didn’t say anything just now."
"Please pretend I didn’t mention it; I will follow your arrangements fully."
On the other side, the Holy Spirit Deer Lu Xi and the Purple Crystal Dragon Lion Ennos kept silent sensibly, without any extra expressions.
They knew clearly that being able to retain their existing territories and autonomy was already a great blessing and shouldn’t harbor any excessive thoughts.
Soon, the followers of the Molten Iron Tribe began skillfully managing the battlefield, gathering the spoils, and tending to the wounded efficiently.
After the death of the Eye Demon, the creatures it had enslaved with spiritual energy gradually regained their sanity, but most were gravely injured or mentally exhausted from the fierce battle, resulting in very few survivors and all were in an extremely weak state.
Regarding the Eye Demon’s eventual demise, Galos did not feel any regret.
Similarly mastering the mind, the Eye Demon’s essence leaned more towards evil enslavement and absolute control.
This was fundamentally different from the Purple Crystal Dragon Lion using spiritual energy as a combat auxiliary means.
The existence of the Eye Demon itself was a highly unstable danger source; if left in the tribe, who could guarantee it wouldn’t secretly enslave and control other followers?
This would be a huge hidden threat.
Besides, in mainstream world views, demons from the Lower Plane or otherworldly realms are generally considered more dangerous and evil than an Evil Dragon.
Harboring an Eye Demon would undoubtedly cement the Molten Iron Tribe’s identity within the Evil Faction.
This would be very detrimental to the tribe’s future development.
Crash!
The relentless downpour continued to wash over the battlefield, rinsing the corpses and debris scattered everywhere, diluting the blood flowing freely but unable to quickly disperse the intense redness.
The followers of the Molten Iron Tribe were busy like worker ants in the rain, cleaning the battlefield.
After instructing the two new lords on some important points about subsequent integration, reporting, and defense, the dragon group and several lords gradually bid farewell and returned to their respective territories.
