Chapter 1264: A New Identity (3)

"Alright, Nidhogg, if you survive, I'll take you," I said, "and we'll evolve and level up together." ”

"Niederhogg...... It sounds familiar,......" Leo muttered.

After roasting the last venison, we ate it together, and Nidhogg asked me as he ate, "What's your name?" ”

I said quietly, "I don't want to have my own name too soon, so let's talk about it then." ”

After eating the venison, I went back early, while Nidhogg prepared to wander not far from the city until dark.

As I walked slowly into the city, the Niedhog chief stared at me in amazement, and the half-dragon was clearly not waiting to beat me up, but the half-dragon stopped him.

I pretended not to know anything and swaggered along.

Back at Luke and Hick's house, they were gone.

The men next to me were not there, and I was about to look for them, but I saw that they had returned on their own.

"You're back?" Hick was a little surprised.

"Yes, sir." I nodded.

"Okay, save a meal." Sick laughed, and Luke laughed too.

The other tents and shacks and half-dragon miscellaneous soldiers also returned, and their men basically ate leftovers and bones.

"It's like feeding a dog." Leo said.

They have a simple canteen, and the workers are all dragon believers, to be honest, those dragon believers are just not strong, and their hands are quite skillful.

At this time, it was already dusk, they seemed to have nothing to do, and some miscellaneous soldiers were invited to have fun, basically except for fighting soldiers, that is, doing it themselves, but it seemed that the miscellaneous soldiers were not allowed to be ruthless.

Luke and Hick took me to a arena where the audience watched boring, almost beast-killing battles.

It's a pity that the handymen who watched the excitement didn't even think to place a bet.

It is said that the intelligence of the half-dragon people is not low, and they should be able to think that it is estimated that the upper-level dragon clan does not allow them to gamble.

"What happens if I lose?" I asked.

"Then die!" Luke didn't even want to.

In the middle of the field, half of the opponent's neck was directly gnawed off by the opponent, and his commander dragged the corpse outside with a grunt.

"As long as you can survive." Schick's words surprised me a little.

"Well, I don't think that guy is easy to deal with." I say.

"You're a little weak." Luke said, "Tomorrow, go to training!" ”

Naturally, I was respectful.

After watching a few shows, we went back. The two of them were still living inside, and told me to stay outside, and Sick said, "Go out tomorrow to find food, come back with the hides, and put a little tent for you." ”

"Yes, sir." I didn't thank you, because that seemed too high.

So, I sat under the eaves of my tent and spent my first night here.

After dawn, they took me and started the day's work.

Their main job is, of course, to patrol and maintain law and order.

Of course, all the inhabitants of the city are honest, presumably to prevent invasions like the Rift, and in addition to the city, we also went to the plantation and escorted the Oyd flowers and fruits planted by the dragon cultists to the gate of the fortress of the Oron Dragons.

After working for most of the day, I actually found a trace of the feeling I had when I was patrolling in Thunder City.

When I was on patrol, I unconsciously thought of Atayal......

Recently, my thoughts have been a little restless, and I also know that now is the moment to open up, no matter what the overall situation of the dragon world is, the outcome is certain, and I am more concerned about how the conspiracy of the dragon clan's counterattack fails, but what kind of improvement I can get from it, comprehend a higher realm, get close to the gods, and save Atayal......

As the Chinese language says: "Those who travel a hundred miles are half ninety", the closer to the later stage, the more impatient you can't be, I know that I can't help it, I can only try to calm down my mentality.

Speaking of mentality, I think of the ratio of men and women here - the men and women of the dragon believers are actually relatively equal, the coolies in the city, the slave workers in the plantations and mines, there are men and women, and some races are even strong and men are weak, but the proportion of men and women on the dragon side is much smaller.

In fact, more than 80 percent of the half-dragon soldiers are men, and women are extremely rare. The wurms and true dragons are better, and the ratio of males and females of the dragons is not very clear.

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Half-dragons and mixed-breed hybrid dragons are actually understandable, after all, a considerable part of the wild creatures intentionally or unintentionally absorb dragon blood to be "infected", so even if there are no women, the offspring do not have to worry about the imbalance between men and women, however, there are too many men, and the aggressive nature is not easy to be suppressed, even if there is a superior dragon clan control, it is like a pet raised by intelligent creatures on the main plane, it is nothing more than holding the reins.

Therefore, these guys who have nowhere to vent their energy are always looking for an opportunity to fight.

There are more opportunities to fight, and there are fewer hands-on opportunities.

As a result, there is an occasion for venting - the training ground.

Compared to the fighting grounds, the training ground is more rudimentary, and sometimes it is even a matter of finding an open space, even if it is not far from the city.

After half a day of patrolling, Luke and Sigg took me to the training ground.

Luke has to train me himself, but in fact, his own hands are itchy, and he can't hurt me, otherwise I won't be able to fight.

More than 99% of my strength was hidden, so I took out the level of sneak attack on me with Nidhogg, and fought with him for a long time, he was rough and thick-skinned, and I was unharmed by my sneak attack twice, and finally I pretended to be exhausted and ended the training.

Sigg has always been calm, giving me advice on the side, explaining to me the level of Nidhogg's strength and the strategy for winning, so I naturally learned with an open mind.

In the afternoon, I went out to look for food by myself, and Nidhogg's boss was not guarding the door but happened to see me from a distance, and there was a dangerous glint in his eyes, and I pretended to be stupid and went out to fill my stomach happily.

They didn't give up on sending Nidhogg with them, and I kindly invited Nidhogg to eat a meal of turtle shell wild boar, only to know that because he "lost" me, Nidhogg had been hungry for a day, and if he hadn't made an appointment with the fighters the day after tomorrow, he might not have eaten tomorrow.

Once again, let him "get lost", and the two miscellaneous soldiers had identified me as one of those agile classes, a scout-type hybrid who excelled at stealth and evasion.

It's a pity that this time I ate turtle shell wild boar and had no fur, so I had to sleep on the eaves.

On the third day, the fighting began.

During these two days, I witnessed a dozen fights, five of which resulted in deaths, and the mortality rate was not low.

The half-dragon miscellaneous soldiers who came to watch the battle were only twenty or thirty people, which was not lively, in fact, there were many fighting grounds in the city, each of which was not very large, if hundreds of people gathered, it was estimated that the Wulong and the real dragon would have to manage the order.

This is a flat land, but the ground is often compacted by stone piers, which is not easy to dust, and it is not afraid of being soaked in mud when it rains.

Nidhogg's face is hideous, and his acting skills are passable.

Not to be outdone, I bared my teeth and demonstrated.

He was empty-handed, and I simply threw away my bone knife and said I was going to fight hand-to-hand.

Then, according to the set, I showed a higher agility than Nidhogg to play him around, but as soon as I made a move at the critical moment, he would stop him, and then my lack of strength would be exposed.

They fought like this for a long time, until some of the centaurs who liked to watch the hard-fought ones shouted in dissatisfaction: "Waste bastard, don't hide!" "We're just starting to really put up a hard fight.

As a result of hard resistance, I naturally lost.

I tripped over a tail sweep from Nidhogg, his eyes shining fiercely, and his claws were plunged straight into my throat.

In this second, I don't doubt that the idea of killing me flashed through his mind, after all, my acting skills are also good, and he will inevitably have the illusion that he can kill me.

At the last moment, I dodged the fatal claw, his hand left two shallow scratches on my face, and I rolled on a donkey to the side, but he gave me another sweeping pursuit, and I was whipped by his whip tail and flew out of the field.

I lost, but I saved my life.

"Waste, lose! With a weapon, you won't lose! Luke yelled angrily, apparently blaming my failure on laying down his arms.

He rushed up in a huff, and I hugged my head in pretended to be afraid.

Hick stopped him again and said, "Don't fight yet." ”

Luke was furious: "If you lose, you have to fight!" ”

"He lost, but he was injured on the other side, and besides, we didn't lose, so it's a big deal, and we'll play again," Schick said. ”

Luke also listened to the persuasion, otherwise the two would not be able to become hum partners, so he kicked me lightly and turned to the chief of Nidhogg: "New here, not powerful, fight next time!" ”

It's also dry: "Come again?" When? ”

Hick said lightly: "A month." ”

The calendar here is close to the main plane, and Leo and I are not interested in studying it, even if it is a few days different from a month, it is not a problem at all.

This is the end of the fighting incident, and in addition to patrolling with them, I have more things to do - serving the chief.

Although there are dragon believers at the bottom of the food and residence here, the miscellaneous soldiers and half-dragons still feel that they have a noble status and should not come into contact with lowly dragon believers.

"Just like the populous country next to China, I always feel that the untouchables are untouchable, and they can't be changed in the era of science and technology." Leo concluded.

"Oron hasn't woken up yet?" I asked.

"It shouldn't come out until healed," Leo said, "the plantation and the mining area are fine, and the Naga don't dare to wake him up, such a small city doesn't need to be managed too carefully, let alone not much at all." ”

That's when I realized that Hick's hands weren't very skillful, and that the tents and clothes were made by the dragon cultists, and that I finally had my own tent.

The dragon believers also carefully rubbed a thin tough thread for me and put Hick's dragon scales on his body.

My original Taiyin Stone and Space Pendant have been hidden in the transformation, and can be called at any time.