Chapter 556: The Black Dragon of Doom
Dragons are not unique to the main plane, as one of the oldest races, their branches spread across the multiverse, and as the dragons of the main plane began to move away from the crowd, traveling in other planes made it easier to encounter dragons.
The encounter with the dragon in the epic story can often be torn out of a bunch of things, and the final ending is mostly that the protagonist gets a lot of benefits, such as artifacts, the glory of dragon slaying, dragon blood baptism, the beginning of epic quests, and so on.
Even, because knight novels always encounter dragons and get a lot of benefits by stepping on dragons, those protagonists are also known as Long Aotian, and a series of routine novels are born.
And for solo adventurers, it is undoubtedly a misfortune to encounter these large lizards during their journey.
Silver Dragons, Golden Dragons and other metal dragons are fine, as long as you are not the infamous Cheng DΓΉ, most of them will only use their bad taste to play with you.
For example, if you encounter a silver dragon and a golden dragon, and throw it to a task that seems to be glorious, and after the hard work is completed, you will find that the harvest is really only "glory", and the reward is not a single copper coin.
"The righteous dragon gives the small human task to look up to you and want to be rewarded?"
And if you encounter a bronze dragon or a brass dragon, you better pray that you have enough jokes and stories to satisfy the never-ending curiosity of the bronze dragons, or that the maze and exploration skills are high enough to not die in those deadly pranks.
If you encounter a metal dragon, it is bad luck, and if you encounter a red dragon, a black dragon, a blue dragon and other colored dragons during the journey, it is bad luck.
They don't have as many tricks as metal dragons when they step into their territory, and they're basically the same old - surprise attacks.
Worthy captives are slaves and servants. If there is no value, it should be food. If it's not tasty, feed the monsters under you. Luggage counts as trophies, treasures are collectibles, and nothing is wasted.
And Khakassia, as a black dragon who has been an adult for more than two hundred years, is also the lord of this swampy region.
When the lizardmen slaves reported to him that a new man had come to their territory, and that they had already killed the lizardmen and received the title of lizardman reaper, Khakassia was a little upset.
Because he has a dozen tribes of lizardmen under his command. And they all call themselves the king of the lizardmen, although they don't like this title, but this newcomer is actually called the lizardman reaper, isn't this a slap in the face in public.
And there are so many lizardmen under it, it's not that it has any preference for lizardmen who are somewhat similar in appearance, but in the gray swamp area of the seventy-fifth layer of the abyss, the lizardmen can already be regarded as a living being able to communicate.
Originally, he should have gone out by himself to let this newcomer see the lord's spirit, but it was raining so heavily outside. I really don't want to go out...... Well, it's definitely not that Uncle Khakassia is worried about capsizing in the gutter. Let's take the lizardmen and test their skills.
So, it sent its subordinates to lure that guy to take the initiative to come to the door, and then he used the trick of the most intelligent black dragon clan in the dragon clan - ambush to clean up the other party.
Not to mention, that group of stupid lizardmen did a really good job this time, not only did they find out that the other party was a swordsman, but also a pure swordsman who had just entered the holy realm, even if they faced Hakassa head-on, they had a great chance of winning, but the cautious lizardman king still chose the traditional ambush tactics of the black dragon.
"The noble black dragon is different from other stupid dragons, we use our brains and can win easily, why fight head-on."
Apparently this is prejudice, the colored dragons are very fond of ambushes, and the flying red dragons are masters of aerial combat and surprise attacks, and their sudden descent from the clouds has no warning, which is a headache for the superpowers.
If it is a desert, the blue dragon hides in the hot sand, and the desperate situation of thunderstorms, wild sand, and storms suddenly rising from under his feet makes even the most cautious warriors panic for a moment, and the high-speed blue dragon will never miss the fighter.
And the black dragon, who is a swamp creature, is not only good at field sneak attacks, but also extremely good at swamp raids.
It lies in ambush under the swamp, and the black dragon's racial talent allows it to breathe like a fish underwater, and the stench of the swamp hides the body odor of the black dragon's rotting flesh.
"Heh, we Black Dragons are the true kings of the swamp. When that guy came, let the lizardman attack first, and when it attracted attention, I suddenly ran out and got to know him with a breath of dragon's breath. If he dodges, he will directly use fossils as mud to turn the dry land into a swamp and drag him into the water. β
Cunning and cautious, the ancestral fighting skills have been passed down from generation to generation, the dragons combined with magic and martial arts are more like beasts, and the fighting skills instilled in the bloodline make them natural hunters, they are more suitable for the field battlefield of hunting alone, and the dragons marching in formation have actually cut off their sharpest minions, and their combat effectiveness has been sharply reduced.
At this time, ambushed underwater, Khakassia tried to recall the deliciousness of the last human meat feast, remembering the little fresh human meat that was about to arrive, Khakass's saliva was dripping out, the last time he met a human being, was twenty or fifty years ago.
"It's near, it's near."
The sound of footsteps turned into vibrations, and even though his degraded eyes could not see the creatures in the water, his keen hearing locked on to his target like radar.
ββ¦β¦ Stopped? β
He was about to enter the ambush circle, and just twenty meters above Khakassia's head, the human suddenly stopped.
No, not only stopped, he seemed to sit down and seemed to say something to the cat on his shoulder.
The black dragon Khakassia floated up a little, and the magic of increasing hearing was greatly expended, and finally, he heard clearly......
"Shhh~ Look, what did I find? There's a lone black dragon here, and it's a cautious creature, and we'll go around ...... behind. β
While shocked, Khakassia also knew that it had been exposed, and it slammed its force from the water, trying to turn the ambush into a strong attack, but halfway through, its neck just popped out of the water, only to find that it was unable to move.
"Ice?"
The ice condensed on the surface of the swamp, and the swamp mixed with silt turned into ice and frozen soil, and the ice was unexpectedly solid. Khakassia rushed out of the faucet. The body is frozen underwater. The entire swamp was turned into frozen ground.
Caught in the middle of it, Khakassia was not a white dragon who could command ice and snow, he was tightly bound and couldn't move at all.
ββ¦β¦ Black dragons contain a variety of vitamins and high calories, one can provide us with a year's worth of calories......"
Khakassia did not give up, and the poisonous dragon's breath blew in front of him, and the green mist dispersed, but the sound continued when Khakassia thought he had fled victoriously.
ββ¦β¦ Hey. I caught it, and it struggled so much! Yikes, it has bad breath! β
The poisonous fog had dissipated, but the blonde man walked slowly unharmed, with a malicious smile on the corner of his mouth, explaining while talking, and when he got closer, Khakass, who was struggling repeatedly, was still unable to move, and became even more desperate.
The man looked at his neck like a demon, waving a giant fork of ice in his left hand. Holding a giant ice knife in his right hand, he crossed the black dragon's neck.
"Remove your head and you're ready to eat! Crunch. Chicken flavor. β
"You're the chicken flavor, your whole family chicken flavor!"
The shame of being compared to chicken made Khakassia furious, but in front of him, a man-tall ice fork was thrust head-on, which was the last thing the dragon Khakassia knew before he lost consciousness, and finally, he still lamented in his heart.
"Father, Khakassas is really ashamed of the dragons, and they are actually going to be eaten by humans." ββ
Twenty minutes later, in the warm and cozy dragon's lair of Khakassia, countless lizardmen were busy lighting fires and cooking, and among them, a tall, thin, dark-skinned elf man was very eye-catching.
He was busy by the fire, baking boots and wet clothes for his new master, the clothes were fine, but what the smell of boots that had been stuffy for days in the wet rain made the enslaved dragons feel like they were killed head-on.
But he didn't dare to ......
"Bang dang!"
As soon as he took two steps, the dark-skinned man fell flat on the ground, this is not maliciously selling cuteness or anything, the old man's selling cuteness will only make people disgusting, but Khakassia has been unable to grasp the balance, after all, the part that has mastered the balance is being roasted on the barbecue grill.
After waiting for a long time, watching the dripping dragon's tail finally be roasted, my saliva flowed out.
"That's right, Roland......"
Suddenly, Heloise, who was looking at the kebabs, spoke up.
"I know what it means to eat without saying anything, and I don't know what it means to sleep. I ordered it myself, and if you want to eat it, you can cut it yourself. β
I pointed to the knife and fork over there, and then the humanoid black dragon with his ears pricked up and eavesdropped, slammed out the door and got drenched in the rain, and staged two more flat falls along the way, but there was a contract that constrained him from escaping, and I didn't bother to care about him.
"No, I'm not interested in dragon meat...... Never mind. β
"Halfway to talk, boring."
I grumbled, took the dragon skewers from the lizardmen, and took a bite...... The sourness, smell, and astringency exploded in my mouth, and for a moment, I remembered the latrine that had been cleaned for ten years...... And then spit it all out!
"Gross!"
I vomited halfway through, but Heloise explained it in a graceful way.
"The black dragon has a poisonous breath, it is more poisonous than the bipedal wyvern, and it is still a swamp scavenger, I believe that if your biology has not forgotten the light, you will know that such a thing cannot be eaten at all."
The lizardmen around me were already on their knees in fright, and I took another look at the oily dragon strings, which was a bit of a pity.
It's not that I'm afraid of poison, dragon poison or anything is nothing to me, but it's disappointing that the long-awaited food stinks like excrement.
"What a pity? It's really rare for you, do you want to eat dragon meat so much? β
"I think, when I was in Sulfur Mountain City before, I looked at the black dragons and red dragons flying in the sky, and I wanted to taste the taste, such a large piece of meat would definitely be delicious. And later, when he had a physical body, it was difficult to reach out to Xiaohong's disciples and grandchildren. β
Heloise wiped her sweat silently, and it seemed that the residents of the underground dragon city had really escaped.
"Actually, dragon meat can be eaten, and it is common sense not to eat poisonous monsters casually, but dragons are not all poisonous attributes. All you have to do is avoid the green dragon and the black dragon. β
"Documented?"
"Well, there are always weirdos among mages, and there was once an archmage named Bane who wrote a book called "A Compilation of Dragon Meat Meals of Common Dragon Species". I also made a full dragon banquet to invite guests. β
"Oh oh, there are really seniors, can you introduce them to me?"
"No, hundreds of years ago, he was beaten to death by a group of dragons."
"What a pity, a generation of great men......"
"His recipe is here, and I've seen it, and the most delicious meat is the red dragon meat. It contains a variety of fire elements, and when it is slightly baked, it can be naturally cooked from the inside out, and it is coated with fat and served with red wine, which is extremely delicious. And the red dragon that has been exercising for a long time is also more chewy than other dragon meat. β
Hearing this, the red dragons in the sky in my memory were unconsciously replaced by flying fat groups, and my saliva dripped out.
"Xiaohong will come anyway, or see if you can borrow some ......"
The little red face that the giant flying meat had turned into in my mind suddenly felt that the taste seemed to be too heavy, and I shook my head and sighed.
"She'll treat me to a fist, but unfortunately, there's no other red dragon here......"
"In fact, the black dragon can also be eaten, although it is a little troublesome to deal with, but there is a method in the dragon meat feast, which can be made into cured meat and dried and fermented, and it can also be buried in the ground with ingredients to make stinky salted meat and stewed stinky meat in a crockpot, which smells stinky and tastes fragrant."
"Bang dang!"
I was thinking about it, but suddenly there was a noise at the door, and the black dragon looked at us dumbfounded, then let out a scream, and ran out again.
"I'm not bacon! Help, Mom, there's a dragon-eater! (To be continued......)