Obion Island is located in the northwest of the Old World and northeast of Osune Island, at the junction of the Chaos Sea, the Central Sea and the Vast Ocean.

Across the sea from the infamous Chaos Wasteland, the Norsca natives who worship the four gods of chaos are extremely primitive and warthirsty, and in order to please the evil gods, they often form a Chaos War Gang to drive the wolf ships south to sweep Nagarus and Luschia, and carry out indiscriminate slaughter and plunder.

Nestled between the wasteland and the New World, Obion Island naturally became a staging point for the Chaos Fleet's replenishment, a focal point for the Northkees and the Dark Elves.

The main general of the Dark Elves is named Lacas, who was once the famous handsome man of Karond Karl, the kind of person who could be regarded by Moras as a guest of the curtain, until he was later stabbed in the left cheek on the battlefield, leaving a hideous scar that tore from his forehead to the corner of his mouth.

Lakas, the most famous beast tamer of the Dark Elves and all of the Middle Ages, (Pokémon Master, a copy of Lexar of Nagaros), was inspired to conquer all the beasts of the world for his own use.

The Chosen Legend has had a terrible childhood or youth, and Lacas is no exception, having been born into a family of ancient animal trainers in Caronde-Carr.

At the age of eight, little Lacas was no longer satisfied with taming the cute little ones such as giant wolves, tyrannosaurus rex, and cold lizards, but set his sights on the majestic black dragon: the dream dragon of every Truzi's pure master.

Thanks to the peculiarities of the family, the opportunity for Lacas soon came. Once, his Beastlord Daddy was frustrated by his failure to tame a rebellious wild black dragon, and in keeping with Truzi's traditional virtue of destroying if he didn't get it, the Beast Lord swung his long knife and was about to cut off the black dragon's head.

At the critical moment, Lacas, who had been watching for a long time, volunteered to tell his father that he was eight years old and wanted to touch an adult black dragon, and if he could ride it, the dragon would belong to him.

The beast lord was happy, he didn't expect that he would give birth to such a stupid boy, considering that there are still many children who can pass on the ancestry, and he doesn't feel distressed if he dies, so he agreed on the spot.

Then, things didn't go unexpected, things went unexpected.

Eight-year-old Lacas tamed his lifelong mount, Bazius.

The extremely shocked Beastmaster Father pointed to Lakas riding on the back of the dragon on the spot, and bluntly said that this son will not be easy in the future, and then pinned all his expectations on this kid and used the resources of the whole family to cultivate it.

As an adult, Lacas lived up to expectations and showed a super talent for beast resistance, establishing a Thousand Devouring Legions marked by ferocious beasts, and even the Witch King's mount, the Black Dragon Seraphim, was cultivated by him.

After imprisoning all the beasts he could find in the underground prison of Carond Karl, Lacas, who had nothing to do, was entrusted by the Witch King with the task of conquering the island of Obion.

The North has set up heavy troops and layers of checkpoints on the main island of Obion to fight against the incoming Thousand Devouring Legions.

Arriving from afar, Lakas first captured the Necro Island in the southeast as a stronghold, and after reorganizing and replenishing his supplies, he advanced towards the main island, but was met with stubborn resistance from the Hymlin clan of Noskawana, who believed in abuse.

The two armies fought a bloody battle at the junction of the narrow islands, and although the Thousand Devourers were better equipped and stronger, the Northerners, who had the advantage of the home field, were outnumbered and fearless to death, and pressed Lacas and his men to the death on the corpse island.

Failing to take Obion Island quickly, Lacas knew that it would inevitably cause Marekis's dissatisfaction, but it was not realistic to take the entire island in a short period of time, and the Beast Lord in a dilemma simply entrenched himself on the Corpse Demon Island and began to rot.

Even the witch king's mother has slept with her, can she still be afraid of the witch king?

To be honest, Lacas was indeed afraid, but that didn't prevent him from fishing and living a quiet life.

Necro Island, in the center of the Dark Elf colony city, has built a large Colosseum that can accommodate thousands of spectators at a time.

In the iron cage of the Colosseum, the figures of bloodthirsty beasts such as wild cold lizards, giant wolves, triceratops, tyrannosaurs, harpies, manticores, etc., are not uncommon, and even the wild mammoths ridden by the northern Yankees can be seen here.

It's noon, and the brutal animal taming show is about to begin, and the Colosseum is full of people.

The Truzzies were looking forward to a bloody feast to relieve the dull and tedious life of lying down.

The beast lord of Carond Carr, Lacas, sat lazily on the most conspicuous high-backed throne, his left arm elbowed against the armrest, the back of his fist supporting his forehead, and his right hand spinning a bloody dagger, and struck a hache drowsily.

The last night he had spent the night discussing high art with the four sorceresses had apparently drained him so much that he had been in no energy all morning.

But even though Lacas's dark circles looked a little funny, the attendants around him seemed to ignore it.

Because the idiot who stared at the dark circles under the lord's eyes had already had his throat cut on the spot, and his body had been thrown into the cage as feed for the beasts.

Lacas has a natural cruelty and bloodlust, which is instinctively felt by all creatures who succumb to his will.

In anticipation, a young Duruzi animal tamer walked up to the flying field of Sand City with a long whip and a spear in hand.

He knew his fate, and he either tamed the beast that was about to appear, or brutally killed the other, or he himself would die here and become food under the beast's teeth.

This is a test that every Thousand Devouring Beast Tamer must go through.

Not only did the witnesses have countless spectators, but more importantly, the legendary lord sat on the throne and watched every move below.

The young animal trainer took a deep breath, and the turbid air he exhaled rose into a white mist in the cold air.

Before his opponent could play, he first tried his left-handed beast taming whip, a special whip with thick teeth and a terrifying crackling sound that could easily make the beasts fearful. The spear in his right hand is a sharp weapon against the beast's charge, and if he is lucky, if the angle and strength are accurate and in place, then he will be able to knock over his opponent with one blow and complete a super difficult second kill, which will definitely win the appreciation of the lord.

Thinking like this, the beast trainer's blood surged for a while, and his heart surged.

Unknowingly, amid a wave of exclamations, his opponent, an adult Squiger, saw that the pen had been opened, so he cautiously explored forward and came to the battlefield.

Squigg is a brutal Old World creature that is essentially just a moving mushroom. They have a vile temperament, a wary gaze, and large mouths filled with rows of dagger-like teeth. If they have been able to exhibit any behavior similar to that of conscious thoughts, they are undoubtedly much more dangerous. When viewed from a safe distance, Squieg is either standing drooling or bouncing at will, trying to kill and swallow anything they get close to.

Goblins love to ride these big-mouthed monsters into battle and devour their enemies whole.

Lakas caught a lot of these foodies, and he thought they were funny, and it seemed like he might be able to make some kind of living.

But the novice beast tamer below obviously didn't know that his lord had done anything to Squiger, and he couldn't help but grin when he saw that it was such a beast with empty teeth but stupid to climb.

Compared to the other deadly beasts, Squigg was already a better beast to deal with.

The trainer tried to calm down, and with a resolute expression, he set up his spear, and slowly approached the other party as he slammed the whip against the ground with a piercing sound that pierced the air.

Squiger, who was extremely vigilant, immediately noticed the tall man with the iron shell that was closer than him.

In the upper Colosseum, this Squigg had been starving for three days, and it was so hungry that it even tried to swallow the door frame of the animal pen to satisfy its hunger, and at this moment, when it saw a living person approaching, its fat tongue immediately swirled in its big mouth, and it drooped foul saliva.

It's time to eat food!

It took the lead towards the beast trainer, leaping high in the middle of the way, opening its bloody jaws in the air, trying to bite off the neck of the opponent and feast on it.

The nervous inhalation of the audience formed a wave.

But the beast tamer didn't panic at all, he had already done this beast's attack, so he moved a few steps sideways, and with a low shout, he swirled his left wrist vigorously, and the thorny beast tamer suddenly pierced the air, whipping Squigg at the jaw before it could hit the ground.

Hearing a bang, a bright red blood mist suddenly exploded on the battlefield.

Squigg was whipped so hard that a bloody gash was torn open between his mouth, and his short limbs were bent to the ground in a heart-rending wail.

The trainer raised his spear and whip and greeted the crowd with a proud look on his face.

Even LaCass looked at the Colosseum rookie with admiration and said to himself, "It's a pity. ”

After a brief pause, a furious Squigg rushed towards the trainer, his bloody teeth chilling through the audience, but the beast trainer himself had already set up his spear and waited calmly for his opponent to rush up.

"I'm sure I'll be able to put this beast through my mouth." Young animal trainers encourage themselves. As Squieger got closer, he looked like a dormant cheetah, aiming at his opponent and stabbing out his spear!

Poof!

The sharp spear pierced Squigg directly through his mouth, and the trainer himself was pushed back by the force of the impact for more than a dozen steps before he stabilized his body.

His right arm was nearly unconscious, and there was a wet sensation in his shins, presumably from the ankle grinding.

Although the situation was a bit miserable, in any case, he finally managed to kill his opponent, and perhaps this battle would be able to enter the eyes of Lord Lacas.

The Duruszi, ignited by the blooming blood, applauded, and cheered one after another.

The beast tamer looked up, looking eagerly at the look on the throne to find approval in the eyes of the lord.

Lacasus smiled at the poor hapless bastard, and silently counted down the numbers in his mind as the other man was overwhelmed with joy.

3。

2。

1。

Bang!!

Squiger's body exploded violently on the battlefield, and the high waves of flames instantly swallowed up the poor beast trainer.

The scorching light was shining, and the sea of fire boiled between heaven and earth.

The red light poured in, and the terrifying heat wave hit everyone's cheeks!

Bouncing, shovel mouth, time bomb with long legs. Lacas was rarely satisfied with the performance of his newly researched dangerous gadgets.

Looks good, you can grab a few more to play.

So, in the midst of countless pairs of extremely frightened eyes, Lacas stood up from his throne unhurriedly and left the Colosseum with a sneer.