Now the little black dragon has completely adapted to life here.

It spent some effort and gradually transformed this place into a rotting swamp.

This makes it feel very comfortable.

At the same time, it also covered the entire rotten swamp with poisonous mist.

Try to increase the danger here as much as possible and reduce the probability of human exploration.

Occasionally, I would go out to rob a caravan, or fly high in the sky above the clouds.

But most of the time, it will be in its swamp lair.

In addition to eating, it is a long sleep.

Although it is not a lord dragon, the little black dragon still has its own dependents.

Including a small kobold tribe numbering between five and six hundred.

And iguanas who can tame mire crocodiles.

These guys are the dragon's most loyal henchmen.

And he is a dragonborn with thin blood.

As a five-color evil dragon, he is born with many fanatical admirers.

It is not difficult to find some relatives.

Some powerful ancient dragons even have their own territories.

There are almost millions of dependents under his command.

This kind of strength is even far superior to the giant city forces in ordinary human kingdoms.

It would take at least four or five giant cities to compete.

"Ulysses..."

The black dragon roared softly in dragon language.

After a while, a stronger kobold walked into the cave.

At its waist were two short-handled battle axes.

The scales all over the body are dark red.

There is also a horny protrusion similar to that of a dragon on his forehead.

They look more ferocious than the kobolds under Zong Shen's command.

This is a dragon-veined kobold with considerable strength.

He is also a chief.

To the lords, it is a standard leader-level monster.

As soon as it entered the hole, it crawled on the ground.

"Great Master, do you have any orders?"

It responded respectfully in dragon language.

"I'm hungry."

"Catch some big marinated swamp catfish."

The black dragon opened its mouth and issued an order.

As the sharp teeth opened and closed, putrid breath spurted out.

It blew from the body of Ulysses, the dragon-veined kobold chieftain.

Before the kobold could respond, the black dragon continued.

"There have been a lot more humans wandering around the swamp recently."

"Especially during these ten days."

"This is very unusual."

"While I was out flying and relaxing a few days ago, I discovered that many small settlements suddenly appeared nearby."

"It's not ruled out that those humans discovered something here."

"Inform Gladstone and let him lead the iguanas to keep an eye on the swampland."

"All intruders will be shot to death."

"If there is anything unusual, report it to me immediately."

The black dragon's voice was thick and dull, like the muffled thunder before a thunderstorm.

"I will obey your orders."

The kobold crawled and said.

Then he slowly stood up and left the cave.

After about ten minutes.

Seven or eight red-scaled kobolds walked in in groups of two and two carrying large catfish.

Each of these catfish is one and a half meters long and weighs at least hundreds of kilograms.

All catfish are covered in mud and in a semi-rotted state.

The thick fish eyes in the fish eye sockets have broken.

A total of four large catfish that had been marinated in the mud were brought in.

Thick and semi-solidified juice flowed out.

There are also fat insects burrowing in and out of the eye sockets.

Each one is about the thickness of a human thumb.

This is the food that black dragons love, and they like the sour smell.

I saw the black dragon stretched out its forelimbs and grabbed a big catfish.

Stuffed it into his huge mouth.

In one bite, half of the fish body was bitten off.

After being marinated in mud and acid, the meat of these catfish appears dark yellow.

As the black dragon bit, countless juices splashed out.

Those big fat insects are also crawling around.

Many of them fell into the mouth of the black dragon.

Others were torn apart, leaving only half of the body squirming tenaciously.

These big fat worms are also a favorite delicacy of black dragons.

Feel the sour and stinky taste of pickled catfish.

And the wonderful feeling of those fat worms exploding between the lips and teeth.

Black Dragon's mood seemed to rise to the clouds in the dome.

There's nothing a meal of marinated catfish can't fix.

If so, then have two meals.

As for the black dragon, he didn't take those humans seriously.

As long as it doesn't alarm the outside world, it doesn't need to worry.

As for the curious villagers near the swamp.

His own subordinates are enough to deal with them.

In this world where human life is as cheap as straw paper.

Except for those descendants of nobles with great backgrounds, ordinary people will die when they die.

The number of humans who die in the wilderness every year is almost incalculable.

The black dragon ate its meal with satisfaction. After finishing this meal, it was ready to sleep beautifully again.

So that you can further grow.

…

Let’s not mention the money-grubbing pretty boy in the swamp for now.

At this moment, in the Salander Sultanate located in the southern part of the mainland.

This is one of the hottest areas on the continent.

The entire Sudan has both tropical rainforests with abundant rainfall and hot savannahs.
To be continued...