In the dragon slaying war, which was a defeat but still enough to go down in the epic of mankind, Holtz thought he was dead.

At the beginning of their journey, they originally thought it was just another ordinary territory invasion war, but they had already fought this kind of war many times, and even if they encountered the young dragon, they were confident that they could fight it!

But in the face of the red dragon, Holtz felt his own insignificance for the first time.

Just one dragon roar, the goblins who were originally used as cannon fodder to bear the main damage collapsed directly, even him, his brain fell into a blank at that moment, and he was knocked to the ground by the monitor lizard that sat down and went crazy, and was almost trampled to death by the goblins who bombed the camp.

If it weren't for a certain belief that supported him to hack and kill a dozen goblins one after another, he let the goblins take the initiative to avoid him and pick up a life.

However, after the Gnoll Overseers gave him orders to act as bait, Holtz's heart fell to the bottom again, and the thought of his wife and cubs still roosting near the Black Dragon's lair, and the thought that he would never see them again, made Holtz's heart twist.

However, he could not disobey the Overseers' orders, and if he was judged a deserter, he would not only be killed by the Overseers, but also drowned by his wife and cubs after the battle.

Therefore, he chose to charge with indomitable progress.

At that moment, he felt like a moth swooping down on a volcano.

I saw that the red dragon just swept its paws at the ground at random, and the shattered corpses and stones in the sky completely submerged him, and his entire consciousness fell into darkness.

At that moment, Holtz thought he was dead.

It wasn't until he regained consciousness that he found that he had been captured by a group of slimes! Not only him, but half of his fellow clans who had died directly on the battlefield, the rest had been captured.

It's a shame!

He tried to kill himself, but failed, and the slimes and Koutao Fishmen were stronger than he had ever imagined, and he was too wounded and exhausted to resist.

All the captured gnolls were like him, their eyes blank and numb, waiting for what might be an even more tragic end.

Was it eaten by the red dragon? or was it sold to the city of the spirit sucker to become a seedbed for the spirit sucking tadpoles, or was it cut off from the brain stem and turned into an unconscious combat tool?

There is no way to know.

But he soon discovered that instead of abusing them, the slimes had taken herbs and fluorescent moss from nowhere, mixed them well, and smeared the snot-like mucus on their wounds.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't irritating, it was extra cool, but then the damn slime poured the rest of the slime into his mouth!

Vomit!

The feeling that was worse than made him want to die.

But thanks for that... It allowed the dying self to survive.

If you live, there is still a glimmer of hope.

So, he waited for hope.

After a few glowing cycles of fluorescent moss, the red dragon reappeared in front of them, admiring their prowess on the battlefield and asking if they had any contracts with the black dragon or anything like that.

Holtz shook his head in confusion, he didn't know what the red dragon was trying to calculate his master.

But he knew that his master didn't seem to value them as jackals with no supernatural powers, and even chose to abandon the contract because he had to sacrifice a large fortune to the evil scales Tiamat if he signed a contract with them, and instead let them move all their clansmen to his lair, claiming that it would be convenient to protect their wives and cubs.

It's ridiculous, that's obviously coercion!

If you defect on the battlefield, then you will have to pay the price of your family!

This is the proud wisdom of the black dragons, just as the green dragons love to show off their cunning, and the red dragons are intoxicated with their rage.

The red dragon named Tiberius was apparently pleased with the answer, and loudly mocked their master, Cangvian, for being a fool.

Then the red dragon gave them two options.

Either be eaten.

Or, sign a master-slave contract under the witness of Scales of Justice, and sneak back to the Black Dragon's lair without exposing the Red Dragon, and take their clan and family members to a certain place together.

If he survives his quest, he will be blessed with grace and glory:

"A drop of dragon blood! and a corresponding transformation ritual to become a dragon-blooded gnoll!"

That moment.

He seemed to hear his own heart pounding as if it were silent!

At the same time, he also saw the eyes of his compatriots, red as if they were glowing!

Such tempting conditions! Such a grace of trust!

Compared to their previous master, the Black Dragon.

It's like the difference between cloud and mud!

You're a stupid and obscene reptile!

I haven't thought about it! I'm back!

However, to Holtz's surprise, he was ready to fight to the death, but he didn't expect that after returning to the tribe, he would face an empty black dragon lair!

Huh, that coward, I'm afraid I'm afraid I'll be frightened by the great master, and I won't dare to come back, right?

He didn't even take the treasure with him!

Holtz simply did not stop, beckoned the tribesmen to sweep away the treasures in the black dragon's lair, and after a thrilling trek, he dedicated all the treasures to the new master, the red dragon Tiberius!

At that moment, he could feel the pure and surging pleasure of his new master's horrible laughter that seemed to collapse the cave.

So much so that there were some mistakes when he gave him dragon blood.

Originally, he was just expecting a drop of dragon blood promised by his master.

I saw the master bite on his paw and tear it violently!

Burst!

The dragon's blood poured like a downpour on his brain, and his head was all over his face!

Then the next moment, he felt as if he had been thrown into lava.

Extreme pain! The pain may pass at any time.

At this time, he seemed to hear the voice of his master:

"I have no experience in bloodletting for the first time, I have a little more blood, hold on, my warrior, push through, you are my first gnoll warrior!

"Hmm... But that should be a long time later, before that, I need to sleep once, and you, the most important thing at this stage, is to survive, and then take your people to mine for me!

"Little wolf cubs, don't be depressed, don't despair, isn't it just a mine? To give you a thorough explanation, you just need to give me peace of mind to mine for ten years, at that time, I can let all your brothers who have broken their hands and feet return to the battlefield, and at that time, you will only become stronger... And tenacity!

"This is my promise to you from Tiberius! rejoice, rejoice, and be ready to accept your new life..."

As the red dragon's voice faded away, Holtz's consciousness went dark.

When Holtz woke up again, the first thing he felt was the power that surged as if it was about to burst out at any moment!

All I saw was the envious and burning eyes of the people, and the infinite hope that erupted from the promise of Tiberius.

"Mining? It seems... Not bad either. ”

Holtz clenched his fist hard, making a crisp sound, and immediately grinned, revealing a mouth full of fangs:

"Let's go, brothers, let's go down to the mine!"