Evolving Silver Dragon - Chapter 188
Chapter 188: 186 Investigating Mountain Dwarves_l
Translator: 549690339
Indeed, they were on the same side, but only because their interests aligned at the moment, not for eternity.
If they wanted that word to become a reality, they would need to engrave a blood covenant deep in their souls, which would reassure Otto.
Initially, he hadn’t figured out how to seize this opportunity, but perhaps the Mountain Dwarves were about to help him out.
Seeing that Otto hadn’t responded for a long time, Saru tentatively asked,
“Your Majesty, what about our side?”
“Increase the deployment of reconnaissance troops! Keep a close eye on the movements of the Mountain and Black Iron Dwarves.
After some thought, Otto added, “Accelerate the construction of the underground tunnels and notify the Black Iron Dwarves in the Sulfur
Mountains to speed up their transportation. I will find a solution for the
Mountain Dwarves!”
The old lizardman obediently retreated, while Otto laid down on the Blackstone Platform, closing his eyes and brooding.
After much thought, he still felt uneasy.
When night fell, a semi-transparent dragon soared into the sky, flying towards
Red Copper Castle.
This was none other than Otto, who had activated his Phantom Insubstantiality ability.
His dazzlingly bright scales, even in the dark, glinted brilliantly under the moonlight, attracting attention.
Upon transforming into a ghost-like state, he seemed to blend seamlessly into the night, hidden from sight.
Concerning the Mountain Dwarves’ sudden attack, Otto felt there were many strange aspects.
Even if their goal was the Fire Forge Furnace, how could they be confident in defeating the Black Iron Dwarves?
If the Black Iron Dwarves hadn’t lied, the power balance among the three dwarf factions should have been similar since the dissolution of the Three Hammer Alliance.
Only with his help, the Black Iron Dwarves were able to inherit Red Copper Castle and the legacy of the Red Copper Dwarves.
On what basis did the Mountain Dwarves believe they could defeat the Black Iron Dwarves, who were of similar strength?
Or, like the Black Iron Dwarves, had they also received help from outsiders…
Otto’s speed was swift, and in no time he had crossed the Sulfur Mountains and arrived at the Sky Mountains.
Flying high above, he spotted the bustling Red Copper Castle lit up like daylight from afar.
Black Iron Dwarves held torches, establishing lines of defense around the castle’s perimeter and pushing out their war machines.
It seemed they didn’t plan to rely on the sturdy city gates and mountains for defense but instead aimed to expand their defenses and swallow the Mountain Dwarves whole.
So, where were the Mountain Dwarves?
“Over there…”
As Otto carefully searched, a voice suddenly appeared beside him, startling him and causing his semi-transparent body to tremble.
Upon recognizing the familiar voice, he looked helplessly at Konoheim floating in the air.
Konoheim maintained his middle-aged human form, but a pair of Brass Dragon wings protruded from his back.
It was known that Metal Dragons loved to maintain humanoid forms; now it seemed the rumors were true.
Following the direction he pointed, Otto quickly found the Mountain Dwarf camp.
But why had this big shot suddenly followed him? Wasn’t he supposed to be in Blackstone Castle’s Magic Laboratory?
Perhaps discerning Otto’s confusion, Konoheim chuckled, “I noticed your sudden departure, and, initially, I wasn’t bothered. However, your unique form intrigued me.
No dragons could switch so easily between physical and pure energy forms like you do. This seems similar to ghosts. Are you a Dragon Witch Monster?”
“Of course not; I’m doing very well…”
Regardless of whether a dragon’s transformation into a Witch Monster was voluntary, most dragons disdained them.
Otto didn’t want that reputation for fear that Konoheim, who might despise Witch Monsters, would consider him dangerous.
“Variant Dragons have always been fascinating creatures. Each time I see you, it’s hard to imagine the heights of your future achievements. I hope we can both live to see that day of celebration!”
Otto, who generally knew Konoheim’s character, stopped engaging in conversation with him, knowing it wouldn’t anger him. Thus, he focused his gaze on the Mountain Dwarf camp.
As he had guessed earlier, among the Mountain Dwarves, Otto discovered many beings apart from dwarves.
There were Orcs, Mud Monsters, and Wyverns.
Most were Trolls and Stone Giants, members of the Giant races.
The Mountain Dwarves had certainly received help from outsiders, as the presence of these creatures in the camp was a telltale sign.
Konoheim, flying beside Otto, rubbed his chin, exclaiming, “It’s quite rare for the Mountain Dwarves to mix with these wicked creatures.
Although they aren’t as extreme as the Red Copper Dwarves, they generally belong to the good-aligned camp, which is distinctly different from the Black Iron Dwarves.”
Otto nodded in agreement, not thinking it was possible for Trolls, creatures born for slaughter and conquest, to change their ways.
By nature, the Mountain Dwarves should detest them.
If one didn’t believe it, just look at Kamia, the epitome of troll behavior.
Suddenly, Otto seemed to discover something, quietly flying above the Mountain Dwarf camp.
Naturally, Konoheim followed, currently thrilled he had come along and taken an interest in the ongoing events, eager to be entertained.
Soon, Otto found what he had seen earlier.
In the center of the camp, a group of Giants had gathered, mostly Stone Giants with few hairs on their heads.
Among them were two gray-bearded Storm Giants resembling Lait people in appearance.
These Giants were quite powerful, capable of controlling lightning and skilled at teamwork, making them formidable. A mature individual’s strength was on par with an average adult White Dragon’s.
Of course, White Dragons were typically the weaker ones among dragonkind. For Otto, who had surpassed the strength of adult dragons, he could easily take on ten adult White Dragons single-handedly, and effortlessly at that. By now, Otto’s size alone perhaps warranted the title of Young Adult Dragon.
Yes, a peculiar-looking, not-yet-ten-year-old Young Adult Silver Dragon…
Furthermore, some Mountain Dwarves surrounded the Giants. However, judging by their positions, the dwarves seemed to be there as support or servants to the Giants.
In other words, it seemed the leaders of this war were not the Mountain Dwarves, but rather, the two Storm Giants clad in fine scale armor and wielding giant swords..
