Chapter 37 Family Gathering

Lizardmen speak dragon language, and they believe that they were taught by the dragons of ancient times.

Lizardmen tribes living in the dragon territory usually offer tribute to the dragon to win the other party's favor. And the evil dragons will also use the lizardmen to achieve their evil purposes and turn them into attackers and plunderers.

And this is perhaps the right judgment made by the old shaman based on the inheritance since ancient times.

"I hope so."

"I just want to lead the tribe to survive."

Looking at the valley that was about to be occupied, Ake silently led the tribe to a more remote corner.

In the previous cave, more than 20 people of the tribe were swallowed by monsters in the dark, and they could not accept greater losses.

"It will be as you wish."

The old shaman looked at the followers coming and going and said calmly.

Unlike the inherently evil race, these lizardmen are more like cold-blooded reptiles.

They have no traditional moral concepts, believing that good and evil are completely foreign concepts, and are truly absolutely neutral creatures. However, they will still kill when it is expedient, and survive at all costs.

And the competition for position continues.

"Ahhh--"

The twelve dragons roared and landed, occupying the most spacious rock in the valley unstoppably.

The goblins and dog-headed people avoided and scattered, fearing that they would be crushed by some blind dragons, which would be a disaster for them.

But then, a louder roar came from the sky.

As the undisputed hero of this battle, Chimera, despite being covered in wounds, still came to the assembly with great momentum and drove away several dragons.

He let his huge body occupy a wide space alone, and no one dared to approach.

"Brainless beast."

Trump stood in the front, and seeing the Chimera showing off beside him, he deliberately pushed the disproportionate silver-rimmed glasses on his face, with a condescending attitude.

However, as a genuine elder in the valley, the chief steward of the Burning Embers Nest, and one of the few spellcasters, he is indeed qualified.

"Yes, yes."

"Everyone knows that you are the master's true confidant."

The dog-headed man Jinya squeezed next to Rump and flattered him with a smile on his face. His body looked even shorter and more hunched against the three-meter-tall ogre.

Since he offended the great hobgoblin leader Doro last time, he has made up his mind to hold on to the thick legs of this ogre magician. Only in this way can the dog-headed man stabilize his position in the nest and barely compete with those goblins.

Rump snorted coldly without commenting, but in fact he was already very happy in his heart.

"Boss, I'm so hungry."

"Is the master going to give us meat?"

"Since so many goblins have been called here, the master must agree that we can eat goblin meat."

The ogres discussed loudly without any scruples, causing the nearby goblins to feel numb on their scalps. They couldn't help but stay away from them, and some even wanted to report the situation to Doro.

When Rumple saw this, his face suddenly turned black, and he hit the ogre "Big Head" who started this topic with a stick.

"Eat, eat, eat, you only know how to eat!"

Big Head touched his head, his face full of grievances, and he wanted to quibble.

Rumple called a group of ogres with a serious face.

He first drew a goblin pattern on the ground with a branch, and then wrote a common language word on the side, pointed at it, and said in the gentlest tone possible:

"Come on, read it with me, companions."

"Food!"

The ogres shouted in unison.

Rumple's smile froze, his face was covered with a layer of haze, and the veins on his hand holding the wooden stick bulged.

Although they have been companions for a long time, the goblins watching from the side are even more terrified, and they want to sneak away immediately, fearing that they will be caught and eaten by some fool.

The leader of the goblins, Doro, stood not far away. He looked at Rump who was disciplining the ogre, and a trace of resentment flashed in his yellow eyes - it was this ogre who made trouble last time and made him look foolish in front of his master.

"Look at these ogres."

"I really don't know what else they have in their minds besides food."

"How can such a thing manage the Burning Nest?"

The goblin folded his hands and said to the bear goblin beside him unintentionally. His voice was not loud, but it was very clear, so that everyone nearby could hear it clearly.

Although these ogres didn't quite understand what he was saying, they could tell from his tone that he was mocking them, so they all raised their clubs and surrounded him to confront him.

"Roar, roar!"

"Do the goblins want to become snacks?"

Several strong bear goblins immediately stood in front of the big goblin. Although they were not as tall as the ogres, they were no less strong and more well-trained.

Even the ordinary goblins timidly stood out and reluctantly served as help.

"What do you mean?"

"Ugly big guy, get out of the way!"

The ogre magician stared coldly at the big goblin who was blocked behind the bear goblin, and then said:

"Commander Doro, the master has warned you last time. I hope you can learn from the lesson and don't stir up trouble again."

This word seems to be persuasion, but in Doro's opinion, it is a sarcasm.

The big goblin was immediately furious, and his red skin became even redder.

"Rump, what do you mean?"

The ogre magician looked down at him and said: "This is a gathering notified by the master personally. If you dare to stir up trouble here - I don't need to tell you what will happen."

"Huh, let's see."

"Come with me."

The hobgoblin snorted coldly, then turned around and left with his subordinates to go to other locations.

Doluo's face looked particularly ugly at this time.

He didn't originally want to conflict with the ogre on such an important occasion. He just wanted to take advantage of his words and consume Trump's prestige. He never expected that he would end up stealing the chicken but losing the rice. Instead, he would be disadvantaged. .

Jinya and a few kobolds gathered next to Trump, his expression even more flattering, and he continued to flatter him for free:

"These vulgar goblins are really ignorant. Your wisdom is beyond comparison with theirs."

The kobolds were happy to see the goblins who had been in conflict deflated.

"Roar--"

A distant, powerful roar came from the sky.

Suddenly, all kinds of monsters in the valley, whether they were arguing, cursing, roaring or struggling together, all involuntarily stopped what they were doing and looked up to the sky.

The valley became silent for a while, and the noise ceased.

I saw the red dragon descending from the sky, spreading its wings, and landed on the highest point of the cliff.

Its shadow casts over many dependents.

——The host of this gathering has finally arrived.