White Dragon Lord

The White Castle encompassed in the sunshine of early spring looked majestic and mysterious.

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On the throne in the White Castle's hall, Amos checked the expansion progress report of the sea expansion team headed by the Old Blind and the island cleaner team headed by the Hog River Claw and the Roger Heavy Punch.

The expansion plan of the White Castle was going well.
Even if it was an extraordinary beast with master-level strength, if it was surrounded by a regularized, well-equipped army in the White Castle, it could only surrender on the spot.
The race leaders could even take advantage of being the beast besiegers, hone their fighting skills, and look for opportunities to break through the ranks of masters in the battle.

Over the years, thanks to the increment of White Castle's resources and the continuous expansion of the war, the leaders of the major races had reached the threshold of the master rank.
Those who could successfully break through the master rank, except for Bucky Darkscale, only the two-headed ogre chief Gulgaru and the gnoll chief Hogg River Claw could do it

It was not that other race leaders didn't train hard, but the opportunity to break through the ranks of masters was really not so easy to get.

The master rank was a legendary reserve, and it had already begun to passively touch the power of the law.
If this threshold was so easily crossed, the master rank would not be called the “master” rank.

The white dragon lord released them to expand their territory, and he also had the idea of ​​letting them look for opportunities for strength improvement in constant battles.

Hogg River Claw, the leader of the gnolls in the master rank, relied on his fierce strength to bite a real wolf's throat with his sharp teeth and taste the enemy's blood after experiencing the baptism of many cruel life-and-death fights, and successfully broke through the master position.

Just as the white dragon was thinking about the strength of his subordinates, the two-headed ogre chief walked in quickly and saw the white dragon lord with his head lowered in deep thought on the throne, stood quietly in the middle of the hall, not knowing if it should stay or leave.

After a while, Amos raised his head and looked at White Castle's chief steward in the middle of the hall.

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“What's up?”

“Master, there was news from Viscount Philia Oliver, the spokesperson of White Castle in Bailey, that Earl Dumbledore returned to the embrace of the gods this morning.
The body of Earl Dumbledore will be buried in the dusk three days later.
In the early morning of the fourth day, Bruce Dumbledore will officially succeed the earl position.”

When Amos heard the news, there were mixed feelings in his heart.
The scene where the old Earl Dumbledore came to Tasman Island, negotiated with him, and signed an agreement seemed to have happened not long ago, but now, he has returned to the embrace of the gods.

After a long silence.

“Gulgaru, take a hundred magic pearls as a gift and take my place.”

“As you wish.”

The ogre chieftain retreated, leaving only the white dragon in the White Castle's hall.

Amos lowered his head and pondered.
Compared to the dragon race, the life of the mortal race was so fragile and short-lived.

The white dragon was reminded of the leaders of the beasts in White Castle.
If they could not break through the legend Realm, they would not be able to escape from the realm of mortals and gain a longer lifespan.
In the future, the leaders of the monsters would reach the end of their lives.

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Fortunately, the dragon vein had transformed the monster leaders of the White Castle, bringing with it a life force that was as strong as a rebirth.
In a short period of time, there would still be no problem of death.

However, it was almost certain that they would die in front of the white dragon.
However, the white dragon lord could use various methods to make this day come later.

And now, the experiment carried out in White Castle could effectively raise the biological level of a creature, allowing ordinary creatures to evolve, and thus gain more powerful and longer life.

The white dragon lord stood up and walked out of the White Castle, flapped his wings and flew into the sky.
Under the gazes of the ogre guards and the followers below the White Castle, he flew far away.

Amos flapped his wings and passed through the white clouds.
The scenery on the sea below, quickly blurred through his eyes.
With the growth of age and the progress of the mage profession, the total amount of magic elements stored in the white dragon's body was constantly increasing.
The thicker the magic power, the faster the growth, and the stronger the body.
The white dragon's strength in every aspect was steadily improving, and his flying speed was also getting faster and faster.

Not long after, the white dragon arrived at his destination.

Amos reduced his speed above a lush green medium-sized island.
The island was covered in dense vegetation, and it did not look different from other primitive islands.
However, if a powerful mage carefully observed it, they would find that something was wrong, because there were obscure traces of magic above the island.

The white dragon slowly descended towards the island.
After passing through a layer of magic barrier, the scenery on the island instantly changed.
The originally lush island became a large military fortress.

On the hexagonal stone city wall, there were elite murloc soldiers with weapons in their hands.
Five steps to a post, ten steps to a sentry, and several teams of murlocs patrolling back and forth.

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At the entrance of the city wall, between every 20 meters, there was a large-scale crossbow cannon.
On the crossbow cannon, the crossbow bolts were equipped at all times.
The large-scale arrow with a barb was flashing with cold light, facing the sky and the ground, making people's hearts tremble.

If someone blindly intruded into the island covered by the magic shield, these crossbows invented by humans to deal with the dragons would definitely give them a huge trouble.

The white dragon lord was naturally not the target of the attack.
The white dragon fell directly into the city under the enthusiastic gaze of the soldiers.

Fessy Darkscale hurriedly walked towards him on the dragon platform, with the same frenzied eyes.

“Salute to you, great master!”

“Ok.”

The white dragon nodded slightly and greeted him.
The murlocs stationed in the secret fortress were almost all born during the rule of the white dragon lord.
They have lived under the protection of the White Castle since childhood and were diehard members of the white dragon.

“How is the Murloc Evolution Project progressing?”

Speaking of work, Fessy Darkscale's eyes shone with wisdom.

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“After summarizing the failure results of the previous few times, we have repeatedly adjusted the concentration of the potion and arranged more reasonable potion time.
Now, the number of newly born evolutionary individuals in each incubation pool has stabilized, and newborns are good, and deformed murlocs are rarely seen.”

Amos nodded in satisfaction.
Since he brought back the knowledge of biological transformation from the Nine Eyes Alliance, he couldn't wait to start the experiment as soon as he returned to the White Castle.

According to the annual number of murloc deaths and White Castle's demand for new populations, he left a sufficient number of murloc eggs to maintain the normal breeding of the murloc race and maintain the normal expansion and development speed of the White Castle.

As for the surplus murloc eggs, they were all transported to this medium-sized island.
As an experimental product of the “Murloc Evolution Project”, the murloc eggs were officially taken away and disappeared.
Although ordinary murlocs were puzzled, they could only accept it.
The high-leveled murlocs who knew what was going on were actively cooperating and were grateful for the plan of the white dragon lord.

At the beginning, the experiment went smoothly.
Since the murloc eggs were immersed in different concentrations of magic potions from the initial stage to the hatching stage, most of them lost their activity and died.

After the layers of selection and transformation of magical potion, only a few lucky murlocs could complete the evolution and become normal new murlocs, and most of the murlocs had undergone genetic mutations and become abnormal monsters with low intelligence.

The deformed monster murlocs were naturally destroyed by humanity, and those very few successful new murlocs were further cultivated.
Under the guidance of professional instructors, they were trained as professionals and instilled loyalty to the White Castle.
At the same time, the experimenters also recorded the growth curve of these new murlocs.

Amos: “Let's go! Take me to see these future hopes.”

Fessy Darkscale: “Yes!”