Frette is worthy of being one of the overlords of the swamp, he carried Zhu Ba on his back, like a huge ship passing through the mud and black water of the swamp, the man-eating mud Tan and quicksand completely lost their effect in front of him, and in just half an hour, he took Zhu Ba to a large area near dry land.

"There's a tribe of lizardfolk on the island, we can see it up closer. Fu turned his head and said to Zhu Ba on his back.

Through the dense woods on the island, Zhu Ba had already seen a gray-green figure, and a little further, Zhu Ba finally saw this camp hidden in the dense woods.

・・・・・・・・・・・ dividing line of the lizardmen・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・・

"Attention everyone! There's a dangerous smell in the air! It's time for me to train the cubs. ”

Instructing the guards to keep an eye on the walls that had been dried and piled up by the mud in the swamps, old Joey leaped down from the walls, ready to begin his usual work, training the cubs.

Old Joey had yellow-green skin, a thick tail, a face identical to that of a monitor lizard, and a skin as rough as a piece of chain mail, and he was six feet tall, more than a foot taller than a normal lizardman, and his body was full of muscles. These innate conditions determine his status, and an iron javelin in his hand is a guarantee of his status, and only the strongest and most combat-ready lizardmen can have iron weapons.

In the harsh environment of the swamp, the baby lizardmen are trained shortly after hatching from their eggs, and it has always been the lizardmen's style and habit to ensure that the strongest cubs survive, so those who are not strong enough can only resign themselves to their fate, either becoming food or shamans.

"Joey, stop!"

As Old Joey passed by a thatched hut, an old voice stopped him.

"What are the commands, great shaman Amanda!"

Out of the hut staggered out an old lizardman with a hunched back, thin with only a handful of bones, as if the wind would blow it away. He wears a helmet made of the skull of a monitor lizard on his head and a bone staff in his hand. He is the founder and leader of the tribe, and although he has relinquished the position of leader to his disciple, another young shaman, he still has the highest voice in the tribe.

"Joey, there's a sign of danger in the wind, you should go to the walls!" the old shaman, Amanda, squirmed her lips and spat out something Joey had just said.

"What?" Unexpectedly, what he said just now became a prophecy, and Old Joy was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly picked up the iron javelin in his hand and ran towards the city wall.

He had to believe because the shaman had the power to communicate with the spirits of his ancestors, and this power had saved the tribe countless times. As he ran up the walls, he saw many heads shaking at the end of the trees in the distance.

"Damn, it's a hydra again!"

Old Joey cursed, but there was no way.

After all, as a medium-sized humanoid, there is no way to fight against a creature that is already large or even giant, and at this time of year, there are always many clansmen who are eaten as a delicious meal by hydra lizards when hunting.

"All on alert! I'm going to ask Amanda Shaman to come over. ”

"No, I'm already here. ”

Old Joey turned around and was about to look for reinforcements, when the old shaman Amanda had already arrived at the city wall.

"Wind Spirit. ”

Wielding a bone staff, he unleashed a sorcery that allowed the spirits of the ancestors in the wind to bring distant conversations to his ears.

After a few moments, his crumpled crown loosened and returned to its usual gray color, instead of the red it had been when he was emotional.

"Joey, get the food ready, he's coming!"

"Is it 'him'? Thank you, Ancestor, I'll let people prepare immediately!" Hearing Amanda's words, Old Joy breathed a sigh of relief, dragged over a guard, and gave a few orders, and the guard hurried away.

Soon, the guards led a large group of lizardmen to pull a fat swamp bull outside the city walls and tethered it to a dry tree trunk.

"See? Big lizardman camp, right?"

"I want to eat cows!"

"I can already smell the swamp cow ~ purring ~ "

Fu boasted to Zhu Ba, and Ruihete began to secrete saliva, while the pace of the hydra lizard began to pick up.

Coming to the front of the lizardman camp, Zhu Ba saw an earthen wall about ten feet high, on which many lizardmen armed with javelins and spears were guarding and guarding, and at the front of the earthen wall stood an elderly and a middle-aged two lizardmen, who seemed to be the leader.

A hundred feet away from the earthen wall, a fat swamp bull was tied to a dry stump, stamping its hooves uneasily at the approach of the hydra lizard Frett.

"Cow, eat cow!"

"Don't eat too fast, be careful of choking!"

Fu didn't speak, but picked up speed again in the cheers of Te and Rui's education, and now his speed had exceeded thirty miles per hour, and Zhu Ba sat on his back with a feeling of being on the sunroof of a car.

In just over a thousand feet, in a flash, Frett's nine heads bit the swamp bull that was tied up and could not escape at the same time, and then his strong muscles instantly burst into vigorous power.

"Roar~"

In Fu's rough roar, a rain of blood poured down.

Fourett's nine hideous and muscular heads tore the swamp bull alive with sharp teeth, and the brute cow swallowed even the last hiss in his throat without uttering it.

"Kaugash, Kaugash!"

Instead of being frightened or trembling, the lizardmen on the ramparts shouted in unison when they saw Frett's ferocious devouring of the swamp bulls.

"I see. Hearing the cheers of the lizardmen, Zhu Ba finally understood why they weren't afraid of Frett.

Legend has it that the lizardman was created by a powerful lizard god with a god surname, Cross, who has three heads, representing the three ways of thinking of juvenile, adult and old age, and the heir he left behind in this world is Kaugash, a multi-headed snake lizard with three thoughts in one, legend has it that Cross was born to Tiamat, the queen of the evil dragon god Colorful Dragon.

Obviously, the three-conscious hydra lizard frette fits this trait perfectly, and this guy doesn't like to eat like other snake lizards, so he hasn't eaten lizardmen unintentionally, and even hunted down the lizardmen's threatening creatures around the lizardmen's camp that is relatively close to his lair when hunting, so it's no wonder that the lizardmen regard it as a protector

"See, I'm still more prestigious here~"

Fu triumphantly flaunted, and then roared into the camp, as if calling for something.

With Fu's roar, a lizardman came down from the city wall, the oldest one standing at the forefront. Coming to Frett's face, he bowed slightly.

"Mighty Kaugash, the servant of Cross salutes you, may I ask you, is there anything to summon the lowly Amanda?"

"Servant of the pious Cross, salute you, and summon you because one of my friends needs to leave the swamp, you

Can you send someone to show you the way?"

It was Rui who spoke, and he didn't sleep and was serious, and even his tone changed, full of mystery and simplicity.

At this moment, Zhu Ba seemed to feel that he was really a descendant of Cross, and Kaugash was talking.

Zhu Ba shook his head, looked at Tehe who was playing next to him, and grimaced, and threw this discordant conjecture out of his mind.

"How is this possible, if it is really a descendant of Cross, at least it will have a trace of the god surname like me, and the strength is at least above the challenge level of 20. ”

"As you wish!"

The old shaman Amanda was excited when he heard that it was actually a descendant of the creator god who wanted to let him do something, and he quickly took a deep breath to suppress this excitement, but the crown around his neck was already congested and red. He called back. Then another middle-aged lizardman with a lead walked over.

"Dear Kaugash, this is my tribe's best lizardman hunter, Joey, who will lead the way out of the swamp for you and your friends. ”

Joy, the middle-aged lizardman, bent down and bowed.

"Mighty Kaugash and Kaugash's friend, Lizardman Hunter Joey are at your service!

His expression was solemn and his body was solemn, as if he was saying this sentence with his life.