The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

For Ein Matthews, the days of the abyss were actually good.

There are people waiting for her every day, and it's no big deal for a dragon like her, but the abyss has a "surprise” every day compared to the boring routine of the dominant.

That's not true. Early this morning, the lizards came back and danced in front of themselves a whole bunch of messy grass skirts. They didn't live to cry out “great dragons”, “great ancestors”, “shelter us” and so on in wrinkly dragon language.

Shamans, a purgatory dog leader who can speak dragons but is confined to the structure of his tongue, is not very good. The Lizard's accent carries the dullness and tongue of a cold-blooded animal, which is even weirder to imitate.

Don't say that strange dragon language rap, plus the 708 fallen grass skirt sacrifice dance danced by lizards, cannibals, and dogheads in the back, is really an interesting farce. At dawn every day, Xiaohong can enjoy a strange funny performance, but don't stop clapping fast,

And for lizards, being able to summon ancient red dragons with sacred objects is both a big surprise and a fear.

When the blood heartstone of that era was discovered by the great shamans of this generation to be able to summon dragon beasts, it was already a surprise joy for the whole family, accompanied by the spiritual witchcraft and the secret of the beast passed down by the lizards from generation to generation, and the explosive growth of power in the people.

But this sacred object actually attracted the ancient red dragon a few days ago, making people feel a little too surprised, some of the surprises can't be eaten!

Dragons have no small appetite, and it is because of their strong predatory nature that they become lord creatures... A territory can't feed a few dragons, even a mother!

By the way, dragons are generally better than dragons, so for future generations. It's perfectly normal to kick a dragon out of someone who doesn't recognize you...

Cough, dragon conglomerates like Dragon City must have a large number of subordinate races to serve them, at least the hunting won't let the dragons get their hands on it, that is, living in the period of Sulphur Mountain City Little Red, still have dozens of scorpion lions, vultures, the whole back mountain is its hunting ground.

Well, with all that said, I just wanted to prove one thing —— the amount of red food is terrible.

What is a goat at a meal? People are cows at a time...

This time, Xiaohong is not a compulsory soldier with his own dry food. He has no intention of saving his employer's life. Since Dragon is invited, at least let him be filled.

Hunting in the abyss is not easy, the devil dragon is very picky, there is no such thing as a highly demonized creature in the abyss, and good cooking food must be prepared with spices and seasonings. Hunters and chefs alike have been the most severely tested, and the poor Lizard tribe is feeding this terrible giant dragon with nationwide rations.

If you only need rations, the problem is that this guy is still demanding, and he still needs a good wine supply. Drinking is a luxury in the abyss, but a barrel is enough for ten dwarfs to drink a week of spirits. After giving the Red Dragon, it is a matter of one bite. If the red dragon's alcohol volume is especially outrageous, when someone buys it, it is an unlimited number of requests for contributions.

Drink dozens of buckets in the morning to refresh yourself, kill dozens of buckets before noon nap, have a dinner more than a hundred buckets, in a sense, when the restraining order was cancelled, Ein Matthews lived more fashionable than the dominant position, it was the lizards who suffered.

However, it is not easy to say that the leader of the Lizard of the Blood Spear carefully calculated, if it really turned upside down, considering the strength that the Red Dragon showed that day in confrontation with that powerful saint, her whole family could not go up to fight her enough.

As a result, the whole family became the protégé of the ancient Red Dragon, striving to serve it, hunting wild flavors for it, purchasing wine for it, and fearing that she would panic to do something, organizing sacrificial ceremonies and song and dance performances to relieve her of boredom.

“… why did the artifact left behind by our ancestors attract such a powerful dragon, before it was just a few dragon beasts? Even ordinary black dragons do not heed the call of this artifact, why have they come to the Cologne since. ”

It was a stone heart, big enough for a man, as if he were a living heart, but surrounded by a scaly layer of stone.

Ten years ago, an accident, not yet a sheikh's gray blade, discovered the beauty of this artifact.

As long as the blood drips over the stone, the heart will vibrate slightly, as if it were beating like a heart, seemingly constantly making strange fluctuations, and the surrounding dragon beasts will be attracted and under the command of the owner of the artifact.

So, the gray blade of gold finger was promoted all the way to the salary increase, as CEO to marry Bai Fumei... I mean killed the former chief, married the second wife left by the former chief, became the new chief, it seems that the relationship with the lizards is also very messy.

Soon, however, the gray blade discovered the limitations of this artifact. It is very attractive to low-order dragon beasts, but slightly higher order dragon beasts can only be attached a little bit of a liking, and then higher order dragon beasts can not match at all. Instead, it can easily become a disaster.

Luckily or unfortunately, no matter how much blood is spilled over the heart, dragons don't even look at it, and even make dragons feel uncomfortable and have the effect of banishing dragons.

Today, this artifact actually summoned an ancient red dragon, or a very friendly red dragon. This is like a $30 million prize for spending two dollars. Happiness came too quickly, it's a little unbelievable.

“I am the chosen chief of heaven, and we will rule this side! ”

The gray blade at the time was so airy, so ambitious.

But at this time, in front of the altar, the gray blade was very boring, very unresolved. When I saw Ein Matthews' ecstasy and ambition to dominate the whole position, it was filled with endless remorse. It was not necessarily a good thing that this summoned batter was too powerful to be a big brother.

“Sheikh, here we go, our winter food... ”

“I get it. Keep them buying, if you can't, go to the mushroom man and grab some more. By the way, buy some more demonized meat, that dragon won't eat, we'll keep it for the winter..."

“Sheikh, there's not enough wine..."

“... go to Ghost Woman's Market and buy it! Is there a coin in the warehouse? ”

“Chief, Red Dragon thinks we're dancing cannibals too ugly! Old Shaman sings badly. ”

“… go to Ghost Woman's Market and buy some slaves that you can see, the best of the elves race. And the hunting team! Why are you standing still? Find it. ”

“Chief...”

“Say it!”

The grey blade of exhalation has almost erupted. When I think of Red Dragon's sharp nails, which are bigger than my own, and Red Dragon's definitely not good reputation, I can only bear it.

“... Red Dragon said she was going to eat a roasted dead barbarian bull at noon, and she was going to have to find someone to sing her a hypnotic song. By the way, she didn't want to live on the hill. Ask her when her dragon hole will be fixed. ”

At this point, the gray blade has the urge to throw down the throne of the chief, what is a dead bull, a legendary creature, who stares who dies, you can go to the ancient red dragon as a good food, but can the lizard man hunt?

Dragon Cave, Dragon Cave of the Old Red Dragon? Selling blood spear tribes isn't enough.

Hypnosis? This seems to be possible...

Shaking his head, this humiliating thing still few people know, bite his teeth, gray blades simply get up, intend to go and sing the Hypnosis to Red Dragon himself.

“Chief? ”

“What's wrong now?! Can't you make your own decisions?

Finally, the grey blade erupted, but then the lizard man was found not far away with a frightened finger.

“That super good saint called that day! ”