The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

The Black Dwarves, or the Black Soviet Dwarves, are not Abyss natives, but they are not well known to you.

As an extremely ancient race, the dwarves of Titan descent have enough branches to match the elves, and a community develops into countless branches, naturally forming its own unique social culture.

There is an elf culture characterized by art and magic, naturally a dwarf culture characterized by spirits, forging, digging holes and sculptures. As a son of the earth, a dwarf is naturally a brilliant miner, blacksmith and architect.

In the vast majority of dwarf societies, no matter what branch of dwarf he is, no matter whether he is a chief or a civilian in his own tribe, he has at least an outstanding craftsmanship, and if an adult dwarf cannot wield a hammer to feed himself, he cannot survive in his own tribe.

Many dwarf sheikhs and masters are worshipped by his people, not because his martial arts enter, but because he has excellent works, a rich master race.

But there are exceptions for every race. The Black Soviet Dwarves are the special case of the Dwarf clan, who are best at not creating certain works of art and equipment, but cutting off their opponents' heads with their own hammers and axes. The whole clan is a warrior except for a very few craftsmen and blacksmiths used in military industries.

Normally, Dwarf tribes can fight, but they are definitely not a belligerent race, a black Dwarf and its essential distinction is that they depend on war for their livelihood.

Originally a collection of mercenaries in the civil war of the Dwarves, they formed their own communal culture during centuries of intense civil war, but were unable to adapt to subsequent periods of peace. Instead, they started wars among the tribes and were eventually excluded by Dwarf society as a whole.

It also seems natural that highly militarized tribal groups, aggressive military clan systems that are unable to adapt to war-syndrome clusters in peaceful environments, bloom elsewhere.

But on the dominant side, their strong bodies and excellent dwarf weapons are invincible barriers, but in the abyss, the devil is like a dog, and the wizard walks all over the street, they are not a powerful race.

Nowadays, this warlord tribe, crossed by black hammers and battle axes, has been knocked over by the lizards of the Blood Spear tribe.

Crossing the doghead's blockade line, in order to avoid full screen ridicule of the train, I also gathered the holy light, standing on a high ground, reflected in the curtains, but a black fortress and a city wall.

Simple, rugged, unadorned but unusually strong, it is like the piling of countless square and rectangular stones, which are probably rare in the practically famous Dwarf style, and from the standpoint of the trunk obstructions and the mind-blowing wooden spears, these walls and guard installations have recently undergone temporary reinforcement, which also means that the fortress has entered a period of war.

The siege of the lizards is not visible on the periphery, but a large and large group of lizards are stationed at the outpost not far away. The arrogant appearance shows a lot of things.

No one expects hostile ethnic scouts to wander in front of them. Since it has not been cleared, it is likely that the Dwarves have been forced to fail to show up. If the situation is so bad, the Dwarves are anxious to buy something that will make the community powerful. It is also said in the past.

Without losing sight, they also saw the Lizard's layout. They were indeed cunning and had no intention of aggressively attacking. At a glance, they could see seven or eight whistles and an equal number of outposts, and their main blockade route was the main road, clearly targeting the dwarves and convoys who dared to venture out of the city.

There are a few fields outside the fortress of the dwarf, but the land is still there, but the dwarf can't see. If they are forced to this point, the blood spear tribe will wait a little longer. I am afraid the dwarf will not want to starve to death, but will have to walk out of the heavily guarded fortress to die themselves.

“No, you forgot the portal. The dwarves can collect food from other places, and it should hold up. ”

“Perhaps lizards don't know, but sooner or later they lose patience...”

“Well, it depends on how much the dwarf can boost at that point and how much reinforcement he can pull. ”

Me and Heroise are old oils, and a little bit of intelligence makes very close speculations.

So instead of rushing, now that the situation is clear, the more rushed the dwarf will be at a later stage, we can also sell a good price.

And what we don't know is that the lizards have the same idea as us, and she's only dealing with the dead enemy of the black dwarf.

“You guys, go help the dwarves. Remember to blackmail me a little more for protection. ”

The giant dragon of the mountain occupies half the mountain peak, and beneath it lies three adult black dragons on its knees.

Though adult black dragons are also nearly 10 meters tall, compared to the dragon, they are probably only underdeveloped children.

All three black dragons have injuries, one has a broken tail, one has only one eye, and the other has less than half a wing. It looks like it can't fly.

From the blood on that dragon's claw, it is self-evident who the perpetrator is.

At this time, the victim listened to the order, but only with that eye.

“Well, esteemed lady, aren't you the town treasure of the blood spear tribe? Why do we have to help the dwarves? ”

“Tsk, what a fool. I don't get it. Is it a country dragon in the country? ”

The red dragon from outside beat a hawthorn, scorned the indigenous dragon here, then spewed a fire along the hawthorn gracefully, and the black dragons held their heads.

“Learn more, this is our dragon people's philosophy of survival. Robbery is easy to encounter accidents and always leaves something out. Let the other party voluntarily hand over the treasure. Oh, you don't believe me? ”

The three faucets shook vigorously, not long ago, but they already knew that the dragon queen in front of them was definitely a tyrant, what she said.

Seems satisfied with the respect of the Black Dragon, the Great Red Dragon continued.

“Dwarves aren't strong. My help naturally doesn't show value either, and I don't push them all to the limit. Who knows what else they have to hide. I'm not going to finish the lizard man's order, do our job, finish eating the plaintiff eating the defendant... cough, finish eating the lizard man eating the dwarf is normal, be serious, not only to clean up the dwarf, you three dozen me on the battlefield, I will release water, look like I'm going to lose, those stupid lizards will also come out with some more decent stuff. ”

After the elegant Red Dragon said his evil plan, but the Black Dragons who were cleaned up by the Dragon Queen looked like they had really learned something. They thought their past dragon life was too simple, it was simply extortion to collect protection fees, which was an insult to the evil dragon's reputation.

“It's Lord Ain't Matthews! It's the famous Bellon! ”

Well, after the evil Red Dragon in front of us, who else but Little Red, these dirty means are just like someone else's, and they look like the right distortion.

“Oh, learn a little bit, rob or something, there is no technical content, most despicable, this era is about knowledge and wisdom, all give me a little brain to play. See how I squeeze both sides clean! ”

Looks like Roland not only felt the decompression succeeded, but Xiaohong was completely overwhelmed.