Dragons are not unique products of the main plane. As one of the oldest races, their branches are spread all over the multiverse. Since the dragons of the main plane have begun to stay away from the crowd, traveling in other planes is more likely to encounter them. dragon.
In epic stories, encounters with giant dragons can often be mixed up, and the final outcome is mostly that the protagonist gets a lot of benefits, such as artifacts, the glory of dragon slaying, the baptism of dragon blood, the beginning of epic quests, and so on.
Even, because knight novels always encounter dragons and get a lot of benefits from stepping on dragons, those protagonists are also known as Long Aotian, and a series of routine novels are born.
For a solo adventurer, it is undoubtedly a misfortune to encounter these large lizards during the journey.
Metal dragons such as silver dragons and golden dragons are fine. As long as you are not infamous, most of them will only play with you with their own bad tastes.
For example, if you encounter a silver dragon and a golden dragon, and throw it to a seemingly glorious task, and after the hard work is completed, you will find that the reward is really only "glory", and the reward is not a single copper coin.
"The dragon of justice gave small humans the task of looking down on you, and wanted a reward?"
And if you encounter bronze dragons and brass dragons, you'd better pray that you have enough jokes and stories to satisfy the endless curiosity of the bronze dragons, or that your maze and exploration skill points are high enough to not die. in those deadly pranks.
If you encounter metal dragons, it is bad luck, and encountering red dragons, black dragons, blue dragons and other colored dragons during the journey is bad luck.
Treating visitors who step into their territory, they don't have as many tricks as metal dragons, and they're basically the same old-fashioned way—sudden attack.
Valuable captives are treated as slaves and servants, worthless ones are treated as food, and if they are not delicious, they are fed to the monsters under them. Luggage is considered trophies, and treasures are collectibles, which are not wasted at all.
And Hakas, as a black dragon who has grown up for more than two hundred years, is also the lord of this swamp area.
When those lizardmen slaves reported to him that there was a new person in their territory, or that they had obtained the title of Lizardman Reaper by killing the lizardmen, Hakas was a little unhappy.
Because he has more than a dozen lizardmen tribes under his command, and they all call themselves the king of the lizardmen. Although he doesn't like this title, this new guy is actually called the lizardman reaper. Isn't this a public slap in the face.
And there are so many lizardmen under it, it is not because it has any preference for the lizardmen with similar appearance, but in the gray swamp area on the seventy-fifth floor of the abyss, the lizardmen are already able to communicate.
Originally, I should have gone out on my own to let this newcomer see the spirit of the lord, but it is raining so hard outside, and I really don't want to go out... Well, it's definitely not that Mr. Hakas is worried about capsize in the gutter, so take the lizard first. People try each other's level.
So, it dispatched its own subordinates to lure the guy to come to the door, and then used the best trick of the most intelligent black dragon clan in the dragon clan - ambush, to clean up the opponent.
Not to mention, that group of stupid lizardmen did a really good job this time. Not only did they test out that the opponent was a swordsman, but he was also a pure swordsman who had just entered the Sanctuary. The chance of winning against Hakas was great, 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 easily win. Why should we fight head-on."
Obviously, this is prejudice. Chromatic dragons are very fond of ambush. The red dragons, who are good at flying, are masters of aerial combat and raids. Their sudden attacks from the clouds have no warning, and the superpowers are also a headache.
If it is a desert, the blue dragon is hidden in the hot sand. The desperation of thunderstorms, wild sand, and storms suddenly rises from the feet, so that even the cautious warrior will panic in an instant, and the high-speed blue dragon will never miss the fighter plane.
And the black dragon, which is a swamp creature, is not only good at field raids, but also extremely good at swamp raids.
It lies in ambush under the swamp. The black dragon's racial talent allows it to breathe underwater like a fish, but the stench of the swamp hides the black dragon's rotting flesh-like body odor. The black dragon's talent for corrupting drinking water and controlling silt is further perfected. disguised as a black dragon.
"Oh, our black dragon family is the real king of the swamp. When that guy comes, let the lizardmen attack first, and when he attracts attention, I will suddenly run out and understand him with a breath of dragon. Directly use fossils as mud to swamp the dry land and drag him into the water."
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. The fighting skills instilled in their blood make them natural hunters. They are more suitable for hunting alone in the wild battlefield. The dragon has actually cut off its sharpest minions, and its combat effectiveness has dropped sharply.
At this time, lying in ambush under the water, Hakas tried to recall the deliciousness of the last human flesh feast, and remembered the little fresh human flesh that was about to arrive. Hakas's saliva dripped out. The last time he met a human, it was twenty Years ago or fifty years ago.
"It's close, it's close."
The sound of footsteps turned into vibrations. Even under water, his degenerated pupils could not see the creatures on the water, but his sensitive hearing locked his target like a radar.
"… Stopped?"
About to enter the ambush circle, just twenty meters above Hakas's head, the human suddenly stopped.
No, not only did he stop, he seemed to sit down and seemed to say something to the cat on his shoulder.
The black dragon Hakas floated up a little, and he spent a lot of money on the magic power to increase his hearing. Finally, he heard clearly...
"Shh~ look, what did I find? There's a lone black dragon here. It's a cautious creature. We'll go around from behind..."
At the same time that he was shocked, Hakas also knew that he had been exposed. It suddenly exerted force from the water, trying to turn the ambush into a strong attack, but halfway through, his neck just popped out of the water, but he found himself unable to move. .
"ice?"
The ice cubes condensed on the water surface of the swamp, and the swamp mixed with silt turned into ice cubes and frozen soil. The ice was unexpectedly strong. Hakas rushed out of the tap, his body was frozen underwater, and the entire swamp turned into a frozen soil.
Hakas, who was caught in it, was not the white dragon who could command the ice and snow. He was so tightly bound that he couldn't move at all.
"… Black Dragon contains a variety of vitamins and high calories, one can provide us with a year's calories… "
Khakass didn't give up, and the poisonous dragon breath blew across the face, and the green mist dissipated. When Khakass thought he was running away in victory, the voice continued.
"…hey, I got it, it's struggling so hard! Yeah, it's got bad breath!"
The poisonous mist had dissipated, but the blond man walked slowly and unharmed, with a malicious smile on his mouth, explaining while talking, but when he got close, Hakas, who struggled repeatedly, was still unable to move. , even more desperate.
The man looked at his neck like a demon, waving a giant ice-made fork in his left hand, and a giant ice-made western knife in his right hand.
"You can eat it without the head! Crunchy, chicken flavored."
"You only taste chicken, your whole family tastes chicken!"
The shameful humiliation of being compared to chicken made Khakas burst into rage, but in front of him, a man-high ice fork was thrust into his face. This was the last thing the giant dragon Khakas knew before he lost consciousness. In the end, he still lamented in his heart. .
"Father, Hakas is really a shame for the Jackie Chan clan, and he is going to be eaten by humans."
…
Twenty minutes later, in Hakas's warm and comfortable dragon lair, countless lizardmen were busy making fires and cooking, and among them, a tall and thin elf man with dark skin was particularly eye-catching.
He was busy by the fire, baking boots and wet clothes for the new owner. The clothes were okay, but what was the smell of boots that had been stuffy for a few days in the wet and rainy days, and the enslaved dragons were killed by one head Impulsive.
But he dared not...
"Bang!"
Just after taking two steps, the black-skinned man fell flat on the ground. This is not malicious or something, and the old man's cuteness will only make people sick. It's just that Hakas can't master the balance. After all, the part that masters the balance is the Roast on the grill.
After waiting for a long time, watching the oil dripping dragon tail was finally cooked, my saliva flowed out.
"By the way, Roland..."
Suddenly, Heloise, who was looking at the kebab, made a sound.
"I know what it means to eat without talking and sleep without talking. I ordered it myself. If you want to eat, you can cut it yourself."
I pointed to the knife and fork over there, and then the human-shaped black dragon with its ears erected eavesdropping rushed out of the door and got caught in the rain. Along the way, I fell on the ground twice, but there was a contract that prevented him from escaping. I also Lazy to take care of him.
"No, I'm not interested in dragon meat... Forget it."
"Half of the talk, it's not boring."
I complained, took the dragon skewer handed by the lizardman, and took a bite... The sourness, smell, and astringency exploded in my mouth. At that moment, I remembered the toilet that had been cleaned for ten years... and spit it all out!
"vomit!"
After half a sound, I finished vomiting, but Heloise explained in a leisurely manner.
"The black dragon has a poisonous breath, which is more poisonous than the bipedal dragon. It is also a swamp scavenger. I believe that if your biology has not forgotten, you know that such things cannot be eaten at all."
The lizardmen around were so frightened that they fell to their knees. I took another look at the shiny dragon string, which was a pity.
I'm not afraid of poison. Dragon poison is nothing to me, but the long-awaited food smells like excrement, which is really disappointing.
"It's such a pity? It's really rare for you, do you just want to eat dragon meat?"
"I think, when I was in Sulphur Mountain City, I looked at the black dragons and red dragons flying in the sky, and I wanted to taste the taste. Such a big piece of meat would definitely be delicious. But later when I had a flesh body, it was not good. Reach out to Xiaohong's disciples and grandchildren."
Heloise wiped away her sweat silently. It seemed that the residents of the Underground Dragon City really escaped the disaster.
"Actually, dragon meat can be eaten. It is common sense not to eat poisonous beasts, but not all dragons are poisonous. You just need to avoid the green dragon and the black dragon."
"Is there a record?"
"Well, there are always weird people among the mages. There was once an archmage named Baine, who wrote a book "Compilation of Dragon Meat Feasts for Common Dragon Species". He also made a dragon banquet to invite guests."
"Oh, oh, there really is a senior, can you give me an introduction?"
"No, hundreds of years ago, he was beaten to death by the dragons."
"What a pity, a great man of a generation..."
"His recipes remain, and I have seen them. The most delicious meat is red dragon meat. It contains various fire elements. After a little roasting, it can be cooked naturally from the inside to the outside, coated with fat and served with Red wine is very delicious. Red dragons that have been trained for a long time are also more chewy than other dragon meat."
Hearing that, the red dragons in the sky in my memory were unknowingly replaced by flying fat groups, and my saliva dripped.
"Anyway, Xiaohong will come too. Otherwise, see if you can borrow some..."
The little red face of the giant flying meat in my mind suddenly felt that the taste seemed too heavy, I shook my head and sighed.
"She will invite me to eat fists, but unfortunately, there are no other red dragons here..."
"Actually, black dragons can also be eaten, although it is a little more troublesome to handle, but there is a recipe in the dragon meat feast, which can be made into bacon, dried and fermented, and can also be added with ingredients and buried in the ground to make stinky bacon, stewed in a crock pot. Stinky meat, smells bad, tastes good."
"Bang!"
I was thinking about it, but suddenly there was a sound at the door. The black dragon looked at us dumbfounded, then let out a scream, and ran out again.
"I'm not bacon! Help, Mom, there are dragon eaters!"