"Good guy, Eutrax has made a lot of money these years. Where can we get such strong Thoros?"
After all, it was his own territory, and there were no abnormalities in the previous regular rune contacts. Snorri did not remain too vigilant and chose to land normally. Soon a group of lizard warriors came up.
The Lizardmen were perfect soldiers created by the Ancient Saint himself, but the group in front of him was a bit too strong. If it weren't for the iconic skull helmets, he would have thought they were temple guards.
Their eyes are firm and murderous. As a veteran, Snorri can feel something similar to the "military soul" in these guys. Compared to dwarves and elves, lizards who do not die naturally are the real ones.
Immortal species also have a better chance of forming this kind of spiritual resonance.
"The hot-blooded king, this way!"
A taller lizard man, equipped with a spear and a large shield, lined up his men and stepped forward. Snorri knew that this was a scarred veteran. It had lived longer than its compatriots, and its scales had become thicker and harder.
"Something's wrong, 12 out of 10 things are wrong!"
They pinched Snorri and the guards between them, then turned and walked towards the port. As the lizards turned their backs to themselves, Snorri's eyes were attracted by the yellow birthmarks on their backs.
When a group of lizard-men are lucky enough to be influenced by the power of the Old Ones when hatching, uniquely colored birthmarks will appear on their skins, marking which Old One these warriors have been blessed by.
Among the lizardmen, they are called sacred infant spirits, while outsiders call these terrifying enemies divine warriors. The yellow birthmark represents the ruthless Razkoto. The mentality of those lizardmen will no longer be affected by changes in the surrounding environment. Only by
Death can force them to stop moving.
Even when the Ancient Saints stayed in this world, the God-Blessed Lizardmen were not considered commonplace, not to mention that it has been more than ten thousand years.
Snorri is not sure whether Lustria can still hatch the sacred infant spirit sporadically, but the fifth-generation Slann in Ortrax has to hire outsiders to repair every spiritual building. Even after selling himself, he can't even create a sacred hatching pool.
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The unloading area of the port was not big to begin with. As soon as Snorri figured it out, he was surrounded by people and came to the central square. The originally bustling markets on both sides had been cleared by large groups of lizard men, leaving only a solemn atmosphere.
"Is this? This light claw, is it Ku-Jia? That would be too flattering to me!"
On the opposite side of the square sat a solitary lizard man with a spear stuck in his right hand. He looked up and looked into the distance and wondered what he was thinking. Snorri looked at it and suddenly thought of a sentence: "The hero in the wind sighs and hesitates, a silver spear."
The gun was at his side."
It wears a golden armor that shines with magic luster - it has more of a ritual function to indicate identity than a protective effect. The scars and growths left by being injured and healed again and again make its blue skin mottled and endowed with
It far exceeds the defense power of its kind.
What's more important is the arm guard of the lizard man's left paw. It has a simple shape, but the terrifying energy contained in it exceeds anything Snorri has seen since his time travel - whether it is a white dwarf's treasure or Nagash.
The cult of Morgrim or the war gears of Morgrim pale in front of it.
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This arm guard is called the "Hand of the Gods". As the name suggests, it is the product of the blessings of all the ancient saints. The war spear stuck in the ground also has a great origin. According to legend, it is the warlike ancient saint goddess Talanx.
The magic weapon of pulling!
"Gudu!"
Snorri swallowed his saliva. When he first established contact with the Southland Slan, he was also worried that the ancient generation of Lustria would come to visit him. After so many years of peace and harmony, he had relaxed his vigilance. He did not expect this stall to come.
Got a handsome man named Ku.
"Ahem! May I ask if you are the last guardian of Ashoto, Ku-Jia?"
Now that the matter has become unavoidable, Snorri can only walk forward quickly to pay tribute to the most legendary lizard commander. The legendary life of Kuja, the lizard Zhao Yun, is from Ashoto, the city of destiny.
The incubation tank begins.
Because it was so long ago, it is unknown which ancient saint favored it. Relying on his innate talent, Kujia obtained an equally talented tyrannosaurus as a mount, and soon
Became the leader of Ashoto's army.
Hundreds of years after it was born, Chaos invaded. Ashoto faced the enemy directly, the city fell, and Slan was also killed. Kuja led his troops to break out and fought guerrilla warfare for hundreds of years in an attempt to recapture the city. In the Maelstrom
Established, when the demon was repulsed, all Kuja's comrades were killed and wounded, and only one lizard and one dragon were left in Ashoto.
"Are you the hot-blooded species that invaded the rainforest? You actually know my name."
Kuga withdrew his thoughts from his meditation. It looked at Snorri from top to bottom. The dwarf felt that its gaze was as cold as substance, making his hair stand on end.
"Yes, I am Snorri Thorson, the king of the mountains on the edge of the southern world. I follow the guidance of my ancestors and gods and return to my hometown."
"Ouch!"
"Winter! Winter! Winter!"
Before Kuja could respond, a violent roar sounded from the rain forest not far away, and along with a series of heavy footsteps, a giant orange-red beast sprang out from the shadow of the ancient giant tree.
"Is this Quimock?"
The pungent smell of blood made Snorri sniffle. The monster in front of him was basically the same as the restoration picture in the museum of his previous life - two stories high, with a strong body, strong hind legs, short forelimbs and a
A thick long tail that maintains balance.
"You even know its name?"
Kuga gently stroked the giant head of the Tyrannosaurus on the ground with his right paw, as if stroking a cute big dog. During their thousands of years of fighting, they went through life and death, and formed a friendship that was better than family members.
"What a perfect combination of strength and wildness!"
Snorri looked up and admired this ancient tyrannosaurus. Perhaps in the entire Lustria rainforest, only the blessed tyrannosaurus Gargentuzan, known as the "Old Saint's Giant Beast", could rival it. Blood spurted from its mouth.
I don't know how many great demons were sent back to the subspace.
"I came here across the Pool of the World on the orders of Lord Hesiotar. Not long ago, a group of elves visited the City of the Sun, and their leader claimed that there were ignorant people trying to decipher the grand plan."
"Deciphering the grand plan? Teclis is really good at tricking people! I don't remember telling him about this!"
Kuga's words were so shocking that Snorri didn't expect that the conversation at the Tower of the Rising Sun had attracted them.
"After I arrived here, I also discovered that you had stolen the wisdom and technology that belonged exclusively to the eldest son of the ancient saint, right, hot-blooded kind."
"This, actually is..."
"You don't need to explain to me. Lord Mazda Moody is seeing you, and I'm just here to carry out his orders."
Kuja raised the hand of the gods to signal Snorri to stop, and then took out a crystal ball.
