Chapter 868: One more person is one more bit of strength
"Bro, is it cruel?"
"A little."
"Hahaha, it’s perfectly normal. In any world, once a dominant race emerges, the other races either become slaves or they become food. The end result is the same."
This conclusion, this rule of the world, struck a chord with Orion.
In his own Titanion Realm, there were three demigods—two from the sea race, one from the humans. He imagined that long, long ago, the humans and the Sea Race must have fought a great war unknown to him, one that ended in a kind of harmonious power-sharing arrangement that partitioned the world.
There was a hidden balance in the Titanion Realm, one that Orion was not yet strong enough to break. In fact, this was the very reason he and the Stoneheart Horde had been left to grow in peace.
"Where there is oppression, there is resistance," Alexander’s voice cut in. "The races on this continent have united. They build cities, they seek out dragon nests, and they work together to drive out and kill the dragons."
"After killing a dragon in this world," he continued, "you are cursed. A Dragonslayer’s Mark appears on your body. This mark radiates a powerful hatred. If it is sensed by any dragon, you will be hunted down and swarmed."
It was a rule of this world, a method the dragons used to keep the other races in check.
"So, we can’t kill dragons?" Orion asked, a flicker of doubt in his mind.
Not being able to kill dragons didn’t sound like his brothers’ style at all.
"No. We have to kill one. We must kill one," Leonidas responded, his voice filled with a raw killing intent. "Bro, if we don’t kill a dragon, how do we get a dragon soul? And without a dragon soul, who’s going to lead us to the Dragon’s Boneyard?"