When Bloodclaw brought this news back to the Black Death.
The big leader Nord laughed three times excitedly, slapped Blood Claw on the shoulder hard and said: "Yes, you did a very good job, much better than other idiots. It's a pity that you are not a jackal, otherwise, I
I will definitely make you the second leader of the Black Death."
Rolling his eyes, Nord smiled secretly, "Just in time, in a few days, we will attack the Fairy Wilderness. The most indispensable things there are elves and druids. Wait until we catch a high-level druid.
, who can use the reincarnation technique to directly reincarnate you into a jackal."
When talking about the last part, Nord himself became excited first, not only saying to Blood Claw, but also to himself, "Why didn't I think of such a wonderful idea earlier? Hehe... In this way, Black Death,
It can replenish fresh blood faster and develop faster.
Can this kind of reincarnated person, who is not a born jackal, be able to withstand Lord Yeenoghu's blessing and the infusion of the power of the abyss?
Hey, you must try such an interesting thing, you must try it, and when the time comes, you will be the first test subject."
Bloodclaw tried his best to restrain the twitching of his cheeks, and said expressionlessly: "If it is really possible, this will be my greatest honor. At that time, not only me, but also the Bloodclaw knights I lead will choose to become noble jackals.
People, become loyal followers of Lord Yeenoghu.”
This damn racial lunatic, does he really think that everyone wants to become a jackal and follow the demon lord?
"Very good, very good, very good." Nord didn't care whether the other party was sincere or fake.
Anyway, as long as you are strong enough and can trample them under your feet, they will have to obey you, even if you turn them into jackals.
When the power of the abyss is injected into their bodies, their souls are no longer their own, and they can no longer control them.
Hehe, this is really a genius idea. Only a genius like myself can come up with it.
Nord attached great importance to the young red dragon and sent people overnight to follow his request to collect various gold and silver treasures from various tribes and put them into ten large boxes.
Most of these treasures are covered with stains, which are traces of dried blood.
Some of the accessories were even violently ripped from the original owners, and some even had half-dried ears.
These jackals don't care at all, and I believe that Lord Red Dragon won't care either.
Among the ten boxes of treasures, only half are various currencies, and the rest are all these bloody jewelry.
The overall value is only a lot more than the currency of the same weight, but they actually spent a lot of money on it.
Early the next morning, the young red dragon's figure appeared outside the camp, circling back and forth.
Everyone knew that he was asking them to follow him with the treasure.
The young red dragon will definitely not just fall down and go to the black death camp to collect commissions.
This is the common practice among monsters when they hire each other. Never trust each other too much, otherwise, you will not know how to die, even the powerful dragons, unless you have an overwhelming advantage.
Blood Claw was still leading the team, using two heavy trucks, dragging ten boxes of treasures, and followed the young red dragon from a distance.
Roderick did not take Bloodclaw and the others to the previous meeting place, but to a steep and lonely peak ten kilometers away.
This was the trading place he carefully selected overnight. After a while, he took the treasure directly to the lonely peak and hid it.
The original dragon's nest has been exposed, and it is definitely not possible to take it back. These treasures are also reluctant to be used as wedding clothes for the devil and half-elf, so this can only be done.
"Everyone leaves, you stay!" Since the young red dragon suffered a big loss at the hands of Gavin, his temperament has become much more cautious.
If it were in the past, there would never be such an interlocking calculation.
The one who was left behind was naturally the Blood Claw who negotiated the contract with him yesterday.
After the other gnolls and hobgoblins retreated, Roderick ordered again: "Open all the boxes."
Blood Claw respectfully opened all the boxes one by one, and explained at the same time: "The goods of the Black Death are all from plunder, so they are very mixed and messy. There is no way to balance the value of each box, but I guarantee that these goods
Added up, it will definitely exceed the 100,000 commission I promised yesterday."
"Very good, tie them up with ropes." The young red dragon nodded with satisfaction. As long as it is treasure, it is fine. Now that he doesn't have a single gold coin left in his body, he is not so particular at all, nor was he so particular before.
Unlike the bastard Ivinsa, he comes from a well-known family, with a father and a mother. He has all the knowledge required by the dragon, especially treasure valuation, which he practiced to perfection in his mother's dragon nest.
The greatest pleasure when I was a child was to count my mother's treasures every day, inside and out.
Even though it's not your own, it's nice to enjoy it.
Therefore, the overall value of these treasures can be measured at a glance. There are no traces of magic detected on them, so there should be no traps.
Blood Claw seemed to know what the young red dragon wanted to do, and after tying it up very cooperatively, a sling suitable for grasping was exposed at the top, and then backed away far away.
Roderick then settled down with confidence, grabbed two of the boxes, and flew towards the lonely peak.
Even he couldn't take away all the treasures at once.
Fortunately, it was air transport. Although the lonely peak was not short, it was only a little more than two kilometers long, so it was not a burden at all for the young Red Dragon.
After three consecutive trips without any accidents, the young red dragon's interest became extremely high.
Just when he excitedly picked up the fourth wave of treasure boxes and was about to take off, he suddenly noticed something strange and said loudly: "Why is the lid of that treasure box closed in advance? Open it quickly."
Blood Claw, who had always been respectful, not only did not comply, but his expression changed, and he turned around and ran away.
The young red dragon yelled something bad, let go of the treasure box in his hand, and flapped its wings violently, trying to quickly take off into the air.
boom!
Huge magic power emitted from the closed treasure box, sweeping across a space of hundreds of meters in radius.
Roderick only felt a strange law sweep across his body, and suddenly the dragon wings became a decoration. No matter how he flapped them, he couldn't restrain them and fell to the ground.
No flying!
This is no-fly magic!
The treasure chest was dropped, and it contained a forbidden magical instrument.
The young red dragon instantly understood what was going on. While adjusting his body position to prepare for the inevitable fall, he turned his head towards the location of the treasure chest and sprayed out a breath of flame dragon breath.
The treasure chest could not withstand the burning of the hot dragon's breath and burned violently in an instant.
But how could such a carefully laid trap be broken by a dragon's breath.
This treasure chest is carefully crafted. The wooden material on the outside is just a disguise, and there is a layer of fine steel on the inside.
I don’t know how thick it is and what kind of material it is made of. When burned by the flame dragon’s breath, not only did it not deform, but even the color change was very inconspicuous.
Ouch!
At this time, jackals howled one after another from all directions.
Countless hyenas, jackals, and Killing Tooth Cavalry are running towards them.
The leader is Nord, who is holding a staff. The killing fang under his crotch is one size larger than the ordinary one. The shoulder height is almost as high as that of a mammoth. The waist is long and the legs are long. When running,
The speed is quite amazing.
The young red dragon ran in the opposite direction of Nord without thinking.
This kind of no-fly magic must have a covering range, otherwise the opponent would not have to spend so much effort to lure him down and activate it directly under him. If he falls from a height of hundreds of meters, he will be killed.
As long as you take off again, the other party will definitely be unable to do anything to you.
Another damn trap.
Since when did the dragon lose its authority?
Do you dare to slay a dragon alone?
One can imagine the grief and anger in Roderick's heart. He had been careful over and over again, but to his surprise, someone was tricking him in the end.
Little did he know that when his greed was aroused, he had already put himself on the edge of danger.
"Still want to leave! Stay with me!" Nord's big hand shone with rich black light, and the thick dried octopus tentacle held in his hand turned into black mist on the spot.
At the same time, countless black mist poured out from the feet of the young red dragon, turning into black octopus tentacles as thick as an adult's arm and three to four meters long, covering more than ten meters around him.
The black tentacles swung wildly, wrapping around Rodrick's limbs and dragon wings, trying to trap him in place.
Fourth-level spell—Aivar’s Black Tentacle.
These black tentacles are very resilient, and the young red dragon tried his best to break them off.
But there were black tentacles in all directions, and he couldn't fly even one meter. There was no way to get rid of them, so he was struggling.
Roderick instinctively faced the black tentacles with a burst of flame dragon breath that had just recovered.
What surprised the young red dragon was that these black tentacles composed of black mist actually had magic immunity, and his own dragon's breath could not hurt them at all.
Unwilling to give up, Roderick stretched out his head to bite one of the sticks, swinging it back and forth crazily.
Although it was broken off as expected, it was not the result of its huge bite force, but it was torn off forcefully.
This thing is immune to attacks.
The only effective way is to use brute force to break it.
But wait until he barely struggles to the edge of the black tentacle area.
There is a new area waiting for him there.
It’s over, I’m going to die here today.
Roderick thought desperately.
"Hold on, reinforcements will be here soon." A voice sounded directly in the young Red Dragon's mind.
A few minutes ago, this voice would have been one of the sounds he hated most.
But now, it is like the sound of nature.
That devilish half-elf is nearby.
Since he is nearby, the chatty copper dragon must also be nearby.
Will there be an army of kobolds or eladrin nearby?
As for why the devil and half-elf knew his whereabouts so well, the young red dragon no longer cared to think about it.
With confidence in his heart, he stopped running and stood still.
Wait for those jackals to come to your door.
These black tentacles are not only an obstacle to your own escape, but they can also become your own protected area. Once those jackals rush in, they may also be trapped by these black tentacles. They will definitely not dare to act rashly.
But the young red dragon underestimated the madness of the Black Death and this group of jackals.
Their eyes were scarlet, and there was no sense in them at all, only rage and the desire to kill.
Nord, the leader of the Black Death, knew that he was facing a giant dragon this time, even a young red dragon.
It is very intimidating to most creatures, and I am afraid that only a few would dare to launch a desperate charge against him.
Therefore, all those he used were beasts infused with the power of the abyss. They were dominated by the most twisted and evil beasts.
Not to mention giant dragons, even if a true god were here, they would rush up and take a bite without hesitation.
The one charging in front was entangled by the black tentacles, while the one behind stepped on its back and continued to rush forward, one after another, until the road was paved in front of the young red dragon.
The giant hyena, exuding the aura of the abyss, howled and bit the young red dragon's neck.
Flame Dragon Breath.
The dragon's breath, which was ready to go, spurted out.
The giant hyena at the head was directly rushed away.
The flame dragon's breath is not useful against the black tentacles of Ava, but it is still very effective against these animalistic species.