Defeat the entire world with the power of one dragon!

Chapter 27 Insect King
The hot wind blew gravel across the hemlock hills, making a small whimpering sound.

Garros threw the rock-crushing worm heavily onto an open space, pressing its head carapace with his dragon claws, forcing the giant worm, which was nearly twenty meters long, to curl up into a ring.

The rock-crushing worm is a creature that would be unimaginable if it weren't for the layer of insect-like shell covering its body.

Given its length and thickness, it looks like a giant snake at first glance, not a bug.

"Rock-crushing worms live underground. Digging holes through the ground is their natural instinct, and they are good at hiding and lurking."

"If I can subdue it, I can have the Rock Crusher Worm steal the black oil for me."

"No, it can't be considered theft. The black oil reserves are originally ownerless. I earned this through my own ability."

Garros thought to himself.

The Carmel black oil field is heavily defended, and there may also be some kind of defense underground, but there is more than one oil field in the Sayre wilderness. Some smaller oil fields have lower defense levels, so the chances of obtaining black oil are greater.

As for Samantha.

Its alchemy skills are currently unreliable, as it has not yet learned how to extract and refine the black oil.

Moreover, even if alchemy could be used to directly extract black oil from monsters, the efficiency would not be high enough.

The black oil itself is the result of the monster's body being deposited underground through a special reaction over an extremely long period of time.

Unless one's alchemy skills are extremely advanced, using alchemy to directly refine the oil would consume a large number of monsters to obtain a small amount of black oil, and the effort would not be proportional to the reward.

The main source of black oil is natural reserves.

Refined black oil is fine.

Although Garros had never tasted higher quality black oil, he felt that, just like the difference between ordinary metal and hundred-forged steel, the refined black oil would definitely have a better effect.

His eyes fell on the rock-crushing worm.

Garros let out a long breath and pressed his claws tightly on the rock-crushing worm's head, preventing it from breaking free.

Spell-like skill - mind perception.

A white light flashed in the dragon's pupils. Garros immediately closed his eyes and concentrated, extending his invisible spiritual energy to touch the rock-crushing worm's head and feel its spirit.

The skill of telepathy was obtained by Garros after digging out from his bloodline for a long time.

I don't know if it was luck or because I had a clear purpose, but my adaptive evolutionary talent took effect.

It didn't take long for Garros to awaken this skill.

It enables the caster to feel the emotions of the recipient, while allowing the recipient to understand the caster's thoughts, allowing the two to communicate to a certain extent through the spiritual world.

This gave Garros the possibility to subdue the Rock Crusher Worm.

Ferocious beasts like rock-crushing worms are not very intelligent and are difficult to communicate with. They can only communicate through skills similar to mind induction.

Because of the difference in mental strength between the two sides, telepathy was successfully performed on the rock-crushing worm.

In Garros's feelings, the first thing that came to his mind was primitive impulses such as hunger and desire for destruction. Then there were the salty taste of the dog-headed man's corpse when gnawing on the ore veins, the excitement when mating with other rock-crushing worms, and the fear of being lifted into the sky and out of the ground by a dragon. These memories flashed in fragments.

The rock-crushing worm's thinking consciousness is confused.

A dragon-shaped light and shadow representing Garros's spiritual will appeared in its spiritual world.

Garros looked around and found that the spiritual world of the rock-crushing worm was extremely dark, just like the pitch-black underground. The rock-crushing worm's will was curled up in a pit.

"Submit to me, and I will let you live and give you food."

Garros's voice resounded in its spiritual world in a way that it could sense and understand.

"Oh."

The rock-crushing worms reacted indifferently, as if life and food were unimportant.

Thinking about its previous excitement, Garros paused for a moment and said, "Submit to me, and I will grant you unlimited opportunities to mate with other rock-crushing worms."

as predicted.

The rock-crushing worm's mood suddenly became high.

It seems that to it, this is the most important and sacred thing in the life of an insect, even higher than life itself.

"I. am. willing." It replied intermittently.

Great, I didn't expect it to be so simple.

Garros was delighted.

Although communication through telepathy is not slavery, the worm has no concept of deception given its intelligence. As long as Garros can provide it with what it wants, it will be loyal to its instincts and serve Garros.

It's more of a mutual benefit.

A deal where both sides get what they want.

at this time.

Something happened that Garros did not expect.

Crack, crack, crack. The spiritual world like the underground suddenly trembled, and the consciousness of the rock-crushing worm became full of awe, respect, and fear.

"what happened?"

Garros asked.

"The king is coming."

The rock-crushing worm replied in pain.

At the same time, its will body began to tremble, and cracks appeared on its surface one after another. Then it shattered into pieces, and a small worm that was much smaller in size, but more solid and lifelike, as if it were a real entity, crawled out.

It has no eyes.

But Garros could feel that it seemed to be staring at him coldly.

At this time, the entire spiritual world of the rock-crushing worm began to collapse, and the little worm gradually became transparent and slowly disappeared.

Garroth opened his eyes again.

The rock-crushing worm in front of him twitched a few times and then stopped moving, as if it had turned into a soulless body. It had no fatal injuries, but it was already dead.

"It seems that it is not easy to subdue the rock-crushing worm."

Garros sighed, but was not discouraged. He quickly regained his spirits.

The world does not revolve around him. It is normal to encounter unpleasant things. The key is how to overcome difficulties, make flowers grow from thorns, and turn bumps into smooth roads.

"The King is Coming. The little worm that appeared last should be the Insect King."

"Can it directly determine the life and death of the worms under its command and destroy their spirit?"

Garros remembered the insect king he had seen at the beginning. Its shell shone with a cold and hard metallic luster in the sunlight. Its body length of about 100 meters was very creepy, and its life level was at least over level 12.

Level 12: A red dragon would need to be around 40 years old to reach this level of life, while an iron dragon would need to be over 50 years old.

In other words.

The Insect King's life level is at least equivalent to that of a young dragon, which is not something Garros can deal with now.

"Strange, the tradition never mentioned that the Rock Crusher Worm King has such a method of mind control."

"Perhaps it has undergone some kind of mutation and has acquired skills different from those of ordinary insect kings."

Garros thought to himself.

Next, he went to the abandoned mine again, using the wild beast he had driven there as bait to lure out the ordinary rock-crushing worms and then captured them alive. He then used telepathy on them in the same way and tried to subdue them.

The result was the same, and the Insect King interfered again.

This made Garros realize that unless he could deal with the Insect King, he would not be able to subdue the Rock Crusher Worms to work for him with his current means.

"You're ruining my good deeds, just wait for me."

Garros took note of the troublesome Insect King.

Sooner or later, we will catch it and make it dig for mines and oil every day until it dies of exhaustion.

As the saying goes, there is always a way to achieve success. If you want to do something, you can always find another way. This group of rock-crushing worms is difficult to subdue, but Garros has other goals.

(End of this chapter)