The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The Dragon Nation is not a unique product of the dominant face. As one of the oldest races, their branches are spread throughout the multiverse, and as the dominant dragon begins to move away from the crowd, traveling elsewhere, it is more likely to encounter dragons.

Epic stories and dragon encounters can often be pulled together, and the end result is mostly that the protagonist gets a lot of benefits, artifacts, dragon slaughter glory, dragon blood baptism, the beginning of an epic mission, etc.

Even because knight novels always encounter dragons and step on dragons for a lot of benefits, those protagonists are also known as dragon pride, producing a series of novels.

And for a solo adventurer, it's an unfortunate thing to encounter these big lizards on the road.

Silver dragons, golden dragons and other metal dragons are fine. As long as you're not infamous yourself, they'll probably just play you with their own bad taste.

For example, if you encounter Silver Dragon and Golden Dragon, throw it to a seemingly glorious task, and wait for the hard work to be done before realizing that the harvest is really only “glory” and no copper coin is paid.

“The dragon of justice gives a small human task, and he wants to pay for it? ”

And if you encounter bronze dragons, brass dragons, you better pray that you have enough stock of jokes and stories to satisfy the endless curiosity of bronze dragons, or the high enough maze and adventure skill points to stay alive in those deadly pranks.

If encountering metal dragons is bad luck, encountering red dragons, black dragons, blue dragons and other colored dragons during the journey is bad luck.

Treating visitors entering their territory, they are not as versatile as metal dragons, they are basically the same - sudden attacks.

Worthy captives are slaves and servants. Worthless are food. If they are not delicious, they are fed to their monsters. Luggage is a trophy. Treasures are collectibles and are not wasted at all.

And Hakas, as a black dragon over 200 years old, is also the lord of this swamp region.

Haqqas was a little upset when the lizard slaves reported to themselves that new people had arrived on their territory, or had been named lizard harvesters by killing lizards.

Because he had more than a dozen Lizard tribes under him, and they all called themselves the Lizard King, and although they didn't like that name, the new guy actually called the Lizard Harvester, didn't he?

Instead of having a preference for lizards with similar shapes, the lizards have been able to communicate in the gray swamp area of the seventy-fifth floor of the abyss.

Originally, it was supposed to be him himself, so that this new guy could see the lord's aura, but it was raining so hard outside that he really didn't want to go out... well, definitely not that Lord Hakas was worried about turning the boat in the gutter and taking the lizards first to try each other's standards.

So it sent its own men to lure the guy to the door, and then it took the best of the dragon clan to clean each other up with an ambush, the most intelligent black dragon clan.

Don't say that those stupid lizards did a really good job this time, not only to find out that the other side was a swordsman, but also a pure swordsman who had just entered the sanctuary, which was also a great chance of winning face-off Hakas, but the king of prudent lizards still chose black dragon traditional ambush tactics.

“Unlike the noble black dragon and the other silly dragons, we use our brains to win easily, why fight them positively. ”

Obviously, this is prejudice. The colored dragons love ambushing. The red dragons, who are good at flying, are masters of air warfare and raids. They suddenly fall from the clouds without warning, giving the superpowers a headache.

In the case of the desert, Blue Dragon is hidden in the hot sand, thunderstorms, sand, storms suddenly rise from the feet of the desperate, leaving warriors more cautious panicked, and the high-speed Blue Dragon will never miss a fighter jet.

And the black dragon, who is a marshy creature, is also very good at marshy raids, in addition to being good at field raids.

It ambushes under the swamp, where the black dragon's ethnic gift allows him to breathe like a fish, while the stench of the swamp masks the body odor of the black dragon's rotten flesh, the talent of the black dragon to corrupt the water and control the sludge, further perfecting the black dragon's disguise.

“Oh, we Black Dragons are the true kings of the swamp. When the guy arrived, let the lizard attack first, and when it caught my attention, I suddenly ran out and took a sip of him. If he dodged, he swamped the drylands with fossils and dragged him into the water. ”

Cunning, cautious, ancestral fighting skills are handed down from generation to generation. The dragons combined with demonic martial arts are more like beasts. The fighting skills instilled in the blood make them natural hunters. They are better suited for solo hunting in the field. The dragons in line have actually cut off their sharpest claw teeth and their fighting power has been drastically reduced.

At this time, ambushing under the water, Hakas tried to remember the delicious taste of the last human meat meal, and remembered the little human meat that was about to arrive. Hakas' saliva dripped out, the last time he met a human, 20 or 50 years ago.

“Close, close. ”

Footsteps are acoustically oscillating, and even underwater, his degraded eyes are unable to see the creatures in the water, but his sensitive hearing locks his target like a radar.

“... stopped? ”

It was about to go into an ambush circle, 20 meters above Hakas' head, and that human suddenly stopped.

No, not only did he stop, but he seemed to sit down and say something to the cat on his shoulder.

Black Dragon Hakas floated a little bit and spent a lot of magic to increase his hearing. Finally, he heard clearly...

“Shh. Look, what did I find? Here is a single black dragon, which is a cautious creature, we go around behind our backs... ”

At the same time that Haqqas knew he had been exposed, he fought violently from underwater, trying to turn the ambush into a forceful attack, but halfway through, his neck just popped out of the water and found himself unable to move.

“Ice?”

Ice gathered on the surface of the swamp, and the muddy swamp all turned into ice and frozen soil. The ice sturdy unexpectedly, Hakas flushed out of the faucet, and his body was frozen under the water, and the entire swamp turned into frozen soil.

Hakas, who was caught in it, was not a white dragon capable of causing ice and snow. He was severely bound and unable to move at all.

“… Black Dragon contains many vitamins and high calories, one that can provide us with calories for a year…”

Haqqas did not give up, blew across with a very poisonous dragon's breath, and the green mist scattered, and that voice continued when Haqqas thought he had triumphed and fled.

“... hey, I got it, it's struggling! Yeah, it stinks! ”

The poison fog has dispersed, but the blonde walks unharmed and slowly, but with a malicious smile on his mouth, he says and explains, and when he approaches, the struggling Hakas is still unable to act and more desperate.

The man measured his neck like a demon, waving a giant fork of ice in his left hand, holding a giant ice western knife in his right hand, crossing the neck of a black dragon over the past.

“Turn around and eat! Crunchy, chicken flavor. ”

“You smell like chicken, your whole family smells like chicken! ”

The shame and humiliation of being compared to chicken made Hakas angry, but in front of him, a tall ice fork was plugged in, the last thing Hakas knew before he lost consciousness, and finally he was still mourning.

“Father, Hakas is so ashamed of the Dragons that he is going to be eaten by humans. ”

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Twenty minutes later, in Hakas' warm and comfortable nest, countless lizards were busy lighting fires and cooking, while a dark-skinned tall elf man looked out.

He was busy beside the fire, baking boots and wet clothes for the new owner, and the clothes were good to say, but the boots were stuffy for a few days on wet rainy days. What was that smell, and the enslaved dragon had an urge to die.

But he didn't dare...

“Dang! ”

After just taking two steps, the dark-skinned man fell flat, which is not malicious selling adorable or anything. The old man selling adorable is just disgusting, but Hakas can no longer control the balance. After all, the part that holds the balance is being roasted on a barbecue grill.

After half a day of waiting, watching the oil dripping dragon tail finally get cooked, my saliva spilled out.

“By the way, Roland...”

All of a sudden, watching Heroise roast the dragon skewer make a noise.

“Know what it is to eat and sleep. I ordered it myself. If you want to eat it, cut it yourself. ”

I pointed to the knife and fork over there, then the black dragon, eavesdropping with his ears, ran out the door and showered, and twice fell flat on the way, but there was a contract to restrain him from escaping, and I was lazy to ignore him.

“No, I'm not interested in dragon meat... forget it. ”

“Half the talk, boring no. ”

I complained, took the string of dragons handed over by the lizards, took a bite... acid, smell, astringency exploded in my mouth, that, I remembered the toilet cleaned for 10 years... then spit it all out!

“Ouch!“

Half-blown, I vomited, and Heroise exclaimed.

“Black dragons exhale in toxic systems, more poisonous than bipedal flying dragons, or swamp rotting creatures. If you believe your biology has not forgotten, you know that such things cannot be eaten at all. ”

The lizards around me were already on their knees, and I took another look at the greasy strings of dragons, which was a shame.

I'm not afraid of poison, dragon poison or anything is nothing to me, but the long-awaited food stinks like excrement, which is disappointing.

“What a pity? It's rare for you. Do you just want dragon meat? ”

“When I was in Sulphur Mountain City, I saw black dragons and red dragons flying in and out of the sky, and I wanted to taste them. Such large pieces of meat would definitely taste good. Later, with flesh, it was not easy to reach out to the apprentice grandson of Xiaohong. ”

Herois silently wiped out the sweat, and it seems that the inhabitants of Dragon City have survived.

“In fact, dragon meat can be eaten. It is common sense that warcraft with toxic properties should not be eaten casually, but dragons are not all toxic properties. All you have to do is avoid Green Dragon and Black Dragon. ”

“Documented? ”

“Well, there's never going to be a stranger in a magician who once wrote a book called" A Collection of Common Dragon Meat Dinners. "Guests were also invited to the Dragon Banquet. ”

“Oh, oh, there's a senior, can you introduce me? ”

“No, he was beaten to death hundreds of years ago by dragons. ”

“What a shame, a generation of great men...”

“His recipe stays, and I've seen it, the most delicious of which is red dragon meat. Contains a variety of fire elements, baked slightly to make it naturally ripe from the inside to the outside, coated with fat oil and red wine, which is incredibly delicious. Red dragons with long workouts are also chewier than other dragon meats. ”

Rumor has it, those red dragons in the sky in my memory were unwittingly replaced by flying fat, and my saliva dripped out.

“Red will come anyway. Otherwise, see if you can borrow some...”

The giant flying flesh in my head turned into a little red face, suddenly I felt the taste seemed a little too heavy, I shook my head and sighed.

“She will invite me to eat fists, unfortunately, there are no other red dragons here...”

“In fact, black dragons can also be eaten, although it is a little troublesome to handle, but there are practices in dragon meat meal, can be made into marinated meat wind dry fermentation, can also be added ingredients buried underground, to make stinky salt meat, brick pot stink meat, smell stinky, taste fragrant. ”

“Dang! ”

I was thinking about it, and suddenly there was a noise at the door, and the black dragon looked at us stunned and screamed and ran out again.

“I'm not salted meat! Help! Mama! Dragon eater! ”