It's a little itchy in the braincase...

"Hmm... balls, don't lick them... Let me sleep a little longer..."

Levi felt a chill from his head and muttered with some dissatisfaction.

But Levi's mind gradually came alive and soon noticed something unusual...

Seem... It's a little hot... Not... It's a bit like you're in a bath...

And also... Ball's tongue seems to be a little bigger... And it stinks...

This is not my ball of!

Levi's eyes snapped open.

Dog.

What catches your eye is undoubtedly a dog's face, but it is not his own cute ball Samoyed, and even a layer of dark brown scales grows on his skin. And as his gaze continued to move downward, he froze completely when he saw the philosophical tendon flesh...

"Doghead... People?"

Related phrases popped up in Levi's mind...

WTF？!

Levi soon discovers an even more disturbing fact, these... The kobold creature looked at him with the wrong look.

It's like being hungry all day and finally waiting for a takeout barbecue that is late for most of the night.

They want to eat themselves!

When I woke up, it turned out to be a hot pot!

This discovery instantly cleared up Levi's originally somewhat confused mind, and he struggled instinctively.

And this move caused him to tumble into the even hotter soup, and even poured a lot of soup with a slight astringency of mushrooms in one gulp, blocking back more of Levi's obscenities that were about to blurt out because of his bad mood.

In the swaying and tumbling, Levi saw his appearance clearly at the moment through the constantly rippling water...

It was an egg with a silver sheen...

An egg with a round lizard's head, to be exact...

On the braincase, because I don't know whether the egg liquid or the soup sticks to the eggshell that was broken by him, with his confused expression of doubting life at the moment, it is really a bit stupid and funny.

The extremely brief moment made his sluggish mind seem to wander for a long time, but the reality of the situation forced him to admit that he had crossed over and become a lizard fait accompli, and that he still had time to have leisure and comfort in the warm nest like other predecessors who had traveled through time.

Xu was aware of the movement in the soup pot, and the kobolds around him, who were already crying from the pot of broth, rushed up one after another, and used the short guns in their hands that resembled stalactites to stuff the silver lizards that tried to escape from the pot back into the soup pot.

Although I don't know why the boiled lizard eggs turned into lizard soup, but the broth is better than the egg soup to carry hunger, right?

As the old patriarch, Saron looked at the children who had become a little excited by this little surprise with a kind and sad expression, and thought that the survival situation in the Dark Regions had recently deteriorated due to the escalating friction between the city of Gelthorn, which was dominated by the Shadow Lord, and a nearby psychic city.

This lizard egg, which they found in a sinkhole, has been a rare good harvest in the past few days.

"Let's let them continue to let go for a while, if it really doesn't work..."

Saron sighed as he thought about it, and said in his heart that if he couldn't find a place with enough food sources, he would probably have to find another strong man to cling to.

And this is the survival method of most of the declining species like them.

Although, for the most part, they will become vassals who have lost all sovereignty.

It will even make a temporary cameo appearance to reserve grain when the other party is short of food, but any other result is better than the extinction of the population itself.

"If only I could cling to a dragon..."

It's a pity that most of the five-colored dragons within their tribe's survival radius already have powerful dependents, and most of them have been involved in this dispute set off by the Shadow Lord.

At this time, if you send it to the door, I am afraid that you will either be sent to the front line to be cannon fodder, or you will be chopped up on the spot and salted with mineral salt to make military jerky.

When Saron was young, he heard his father say that one of their ancestors had the honor of being a vassal of a red dragon, and after accumulating enough merits, he was given a drop of dragon blood, thus breaking the shackles of the species' talent and becoming a noble dragon blood kobold!

It's just that this kind of statement that flaunts ancestors is basically nine out of ten kobolds who have said similar things, and they often become the laughing stock of other creatures.

But just as the old kobold was thinking about the way out for the entire group, there was a commotion in the distance that he had almost forgotten about the 'lizard egg soup' that caused the dogs to panic...

......

Scald, hot, hot!

Levi felt like he was getting cooked!

No, if it were another species and suffered from his treatment at this moment, I am afraid that it would have already been ripe!

And for some reason, his body seems to have a lot of endurance or resistance to this high heat? He was pressed by a group of kobolds in a boiling soup pot for so long, and he was still alive...

This fact also seems to have refreshed the three views of many young kobolds, making them become a little angry, and constantly make a threatening sound of 'woo woo' at Li Wei's teeth.

"These damn dogs!" Levi also changed from panic and despair at the beginning to become agitated and angry at this moment!

Not... After all, whoever is pressed into a hot and smelly bathtub and doesn't let it out will also be angry.

But the anger that can be done under this tragedy... In the world of his lifetime, the Internet likes to call it...

Impotent rage.

Levi was in this extremely awkward situation at the moment.

On the one hand, he was extremely uncomfortable with this unfamiliar body, and although his claws were sharp, his short forelimbs often made him misjudge the distance.

So whenever he tried to struggle to crawl out of the soup pot, he would always be poked in his claws and body by several stone spears.

Because of the presence of the scales, these attacks did not cause fatal damage to it, but they were also poked very painfully.

Many of the scales that were still relatively soft had been poked and rolled, and the soup began to faint and bleed.

On the other hand, as time went on, he began to feel hungry... A hunger that goes deep into the bone marrow!

Levi had never been so hungry, as if he didn't eat anything again, and his rebellious stomach could digest it on its own...

And the objective fact is that his weight is indeed rapidly being reduced.

Just after Levi fell into the soup pot again and choked on saliva because of his physical weakness... His spirits were lifted!

It smells so good!

So the original was still in nature's cruel race hunting drama, and the painting style changed abruptly...

The silver lizard in the soup pot will always seize the gap and nibble a few bites into the soup pot after resisting a few attacks from the kobolds!

Rhizomes? Potato flavor!

Purple mushrooms? It's better than starving!

I don't know what kind of jerky? It's not mine anyway!

In a short period of time, Levi, who had no choice, swept away the already small side dishes in the soup pot.

The kobolds who saw this scene were all red-eyed!

That's all the food they've been harvesting in the past few days!

The wailing of the young kobolds finally attracted the attention of many of the young kobolds and the patriarch Saron, who picked up their weapons and hurried towards them.

And Levi, who was already hungry and crazy, took care of a lot, only hesitated for a moment, and then aimed at his feet!

I eat myself... eggshells!

Who said eggshell calcium supplementation?

Click!

Levi chewed a few bites, grunted, and swallowed unconsciously, and his two originally oval and vertical azure pupils were rounded!

I can't tell what it tastes like, but it makes Levi feel unprecedented satisfaction, and even his consciousness is a lot clearer, as if the food he ate before is scum compared to the current one!

Levi devoured the remaining eggshell as fast as he could, and just as it was about to think about how to escape from this situation without sparing the piece on its head, a sense of crisis that made it shiver all over its body made its scales shrink.

He tried his best to flap the unfamiliar wings, twisting his body at the same time, but he was still a beat too late.

With the sound of breaking through the air, a stalagmite-polished spear directly shattered the clay pot, piercing through Levi's right flank, nailing him to the ground, and spreading the hot and bloody soup on the dry land.

But it was an adult kobold who made a move!

Roar!

The pain was so intense that it drove the dragon crazy that Levi let out a low roar, and when he looked up, he saw more than a dozen ko-headed monsters that were significantly larger than the previous rookie dogs, striding from all directions, holding all kinds of old and broken weapons that were still sharp.

Behind them, an elderly kobold, thin and short, with a short staff in his hand, was looking at him with a thoughtful look.

Levi instinctively felt that this one was more dangerous!

Playing with calves! Is there still a master in the kobold?

The fact is that Levi thought too much, and it was not the turn of the kobold who was suspected of being a master to make a move, and an axe blade with a gap but glowing silver light followed!

And Levi, who was pinned to the ground, could no longer dodge the blow.

The kobold seemed to have foreseen the damn lizard mongrel's head split in two and then broken into pieces by his companions.

Levi thinks the same way...

But in the midst of this extreme unwillingness and anger, a huge stream of information finally broke through an invisible barrier and poured into his mind, making him instinctively seem to have to vent something to avoid being suffocated.

"Tiberius Sextus Keanu Levi!!"

As the intricate phrase of this tongue-twisting phrase accompanied Levi's roar, a cold current of Mo Pei Neng's cold rushed out of his mouth.

All the kobolds present could feel the temperature around them plummet instantly, and those kobolds who bore the brunt of it seemed to be facing a winter storm!

Especially the kobold who was about to slash Levi with an axe, and his swift and powerful swing froze in the air with an irrepressible and rapid exhaustion halfway through.

The wind continued to tear open wounds on his body with the ice cubes that had been generated out of thin air, and the blood was quickly frozen by the generated frost before it could spill out!

An ice sculpture full of power and beauty was born.

Behind this ice sculpture, a fan-shaped craggy ice surface spreads to the end of the horizon.

Although the kobolds behind him were not breathed out by the sudden frost for a second, they were also affected by the frost on their bodies, and their feet were frozen on the ice and could not move.

Crystal ice chips fell from mid-air.

The dark area that has not seen the light of day for thousands of years seems to be snowing...

All the kobolds were stunned by this sudden scene, and the young kobolds were even more frightened to lie on the cold ice and shiver, and couldn't stop whimpering and wailing.

Many adult kobolds were also a little overwhelmed, and some even threw down their weapons on the spot and crawled on the ground like cubs, like a pilgrimage.

This is by no means a strong man they can match!

This is also the way for the weak to survive in the dark region.

When it is weak, it is reckless, and when it is strong, it is cowardly.

Self-esteem, glory, and self-esteem are meaningless in the face of life and death!

Panic and despair... The irrepressible spread among the community...

"The dragon's real name..."

Saron almost gritted his teeth and spat out these words, staring at Levi as the initiator with an extremely complicated gaze.

Levi, who thought he was going to hang, didn't expect that he would be able to explode when his life and death were in crisis...

Although it just felt more like there was an old phlegm in my throat, and I didn't vomit unpleasantly... It's just that the power of this phlegm seems to be a bit great, and I didn't expect this group of damn kobolds to admit it all under this blow, and bow their heads.

"It's... Spit out?"

"Did I cross over into a dragon?"

Just when Li Weiman thought that he had survived the crisis he had just arrived, and that he could harvest the first batch of younger brothers like in the novel, he heard the old voice sound word by word:

"Children, it may be abrupt, but it does come to the time when the survival of the tribe is at stake, kill it! immediately! quickly! for the sake of the tribe! Ansiracusa !!"

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