Epic Of Vampire Dragon: Reborn As A Vampire Dragon With A System Chapter 96
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BOOOOOM!
BOOOOOM!
BOOOOOM!
Early in the morning, gigantic walls were being erected around a large territory around Chaos castle… by no one else than Chaos himself.
Through the use of his Draconic Eyes of Geokinesis and the use of the Earth Dragon Magic Spell: Stone Wall Skills, Chaos slowly protected his people and their homes through enormous walls that were erected from the ground, made of the very same resilient and incredibly hard rock from below.
However, although these giant walls of over 100 meters looked mighty, they could be a double-edged sword… Especially because the monsters that roam around here are mostly underground dwellers that tunnel through this hard rock. It wouldn't be hard to guess that they could be able to easily break through this wall.
Due to this, Chaos needed to find a way to enhance the durability of the walls and also to not make them fall into giant boulders that would fall over the people if a giant monster breaks in.
Of course, this wall is mostly meant to fend off the smaller beasts that can't do that so easily, while leaving guards around the walls for the larger monsters that might appear.
For now, he had considered using Reinforcement Runes over the entire walls, but that would take way too much time as each rune took a lot of concentration to conjure.
Although he had a lot of strong warriors and talented workers, Chaos lacked a good mage that could create runes in mass… For now, he had thought about creating Flesh Clones out of his flesh through Body Division, and use Colony Connection to give them the order of creating Runes all around the Walls.
But even then, Chaos felt like it would be slow as well.
"I wish I could make metal walls, but I cannot create hard ores out of nowhere- Wait, I can…"
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Chaos then had the idea of producing the amazing hard scales he has alongside the shells and other things he can create using skills, and use them as materials to create a new wall or reinforce the already existing one.
If not even SSS-Rank monsters could pierce through his scales, a wall made of them would surely be mighty.
But was Chaos willing to sit for hours producing these materials? It certainly looked like a pain.
He had tried to use his little clones for it, but they lacked too much power and needed mana, which they lacked. He would have to make some connection with them to give them mana…
However, he considered that by fusing Skills around, he might be able to reinforce all these points he needed to strengthen.
However, for now, he received the praises of his people. Many Onis, Orcs, Goblins, Hobgoblins, Ogres, and other monsters clapped and cheered to Chaos, as he looked at them expressionlessly.
"Amazing, my lord!"
"With these walls, we won't be disturbed by Shadow Wolf Packs now."
"Indeed, and as long as they are not giant monsters, we should be able to know whenever one tries to get in here as they would be hitting the walls!"
"Amazing, to think that our Lord can do such amazing things!"
Chaos felt flattered, although he wasn't able to be as amazing as they said, it cost him a lot of mana to erect these four gigantic walls, and he was almost exhausted of it. His mana would recover slowly if he were to overuse it too fast, so he need to rest until the mana would begin to recover faster. Usually, eating a lot can speed up this, or drinking delicious blood.
Of course, in terms of Mana Chaos had the most, and no one else would be able to do the feats he did, but he was not even closer to a being with infinite mana, so what he was able to do still tired him a lot, even if it was considered amazing to others.
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After this, Chaos decided to fly back to the surface, while waving his hand to his people.
He flew above the "Garden" made by the Elder Treant and the Scarecrows led by Jack, the Garden was a large area that was also within the walls where large Death Trees were growing, alongside all sorts of strange herbs such as Nether Grass, Rotten Herb, and more, which could be used as condiments or as a substitute for tea, although they were usually very bitter and poisonous. But most people were very resistant to poison anyways and could easily develop it too.
Aside from these things, the Death Fruit was growing from the Death Trees, by infusing souls into these strange trees, they would grow faster and develop fruit faster, which was made of the souls that they absorbed to grow. Sometimes these fruits would end up in the shape of the faces of the souls the tree absorbed.
These fruits were the only source of sweet flavor that Chaos had, so they were like his treasure, and always asked the Elder Treant and the Scarecrows to take the most care of these fruits.
Aside from this, they were raising cattle too, although they could easily get monsters, Milk and Eggs couldn't be acquired from hunting monsters in the nearby Dungeon (Erebus' former body dungeon). Due to this, Chaos decided to begin a cattle project where the people would catch several Mammal and Bird type monsters and see who could give the best milk and the best eggs.
There was a big variety of monsters, but as of now, there were Abyssal Buffalos the size of over three meters, and Lesser Fire Cockatrices, who were two meters at most. Normal people couldn't handle them, but everyone in the city was at least S-Rank in strength, so they could more or less handle them with a few little scratches. After they had many generations, Chaos supposed that they would slowly lose their feral instincts and become more submissive, but for now, it was a bit tough to handle them.
Chaos had tried brainwashing them to make them obey him, but this put the monster's body under stress, and they could not produce milk nor eggs, so he had to give up on that.
Flying back to his castle, Chaos was greeted by a large breakfast.
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