As the skinks streamed out of the woods and approached the dwarves, Snorri looked at the little ones. Some of their hands have obsidian swords and shields, some have the same stone spears, and some have blowpipes that are very similar to those of the Pygmies.
Of course Snorri knew that the use of blowpipes was learned by the Pygmies and Skinks. The Lizards were the eldest sons of the ancient saints. It could be said that only other races learned from them, and no other race learned from them.
Immediately afterwards, a carriage with strange decoration style appeared, with a fat toad-like creature sitting cross-legged on it. The ride is floating in the air, and there is no doubt that this is due to the powerful magic power of the rider above.
The dwarves let out a burst of admiration. As the same ancient race, they knew that the visitor was a Slann Demon Priest, the most favored servant of the Ancient Saint. These guys possess a high degree of intelligence and magical abilities.
However, Snorri was not intimidated by this floating car. He knew that the truly powerful previous generations of Slan had Triceratops riding on them. Those ancient triceratops chosen as mounts even carried powerful weapons left behind by the ancient saints on their backs.
The Eutrax in front of me is most likely a fourth or fifth generation Slann Demon Toad. He is surrounded by a group of skinks that are faster and stronger than any of their kind. These guys have red crowns and wield two-handed hammers that seem incongruous with their bodies.
Snorri remembered that under normal circumstances the Slann would be protected by the Temple Guards, a unique and respected group of lizardfolk. The purpose of hatching is to protect the Slann and the temple city. Such changes illustrate the weakness of the lizardmen in the Southland.
"Dwarves, after thousands of years you have finally returned to the homeland designated for you by your master!"
"Yes, dear Slan, we are back to the beginning!"
Snorri responded. After he finished speaking, he saw the tribesmen around him looking at him in surprise. Snorri was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Slan had not spoken just now, but was communicating with him directly through his mind. It seemed to others that he was rushing forward without starting to finish.
Although the Slann have telekinesis capabilities, this does not mean that the Amazons have no value. Slan's body is relatively fragile. They have always been under the strict protection of other lizard people. If you want to see them, you must communicate with the lizard people in advance.
"You asked to see me, the guardian of the Bone Temple, why?" Slan across from him did not open his eyes. He seemed to be asleep, but Snorri could feel the majestic fluctuations of his soul. .
The way Slan sees the world is different from that of ordinary people. Their orderly consciousness has no time to rest and is always explaining profound questions and thinking about the true meaning of the universe. The meditation of some demon toads will be so deep that even vital signs are difficult to touch, so his not opening his eyes does not mean there is any hostility.
"We have come from afar and are not familiar with the surrounding environment. We want to communicate with our neighbors and build a good relationship. If we have the opportunity, we can exchange knowledge, develop together, and contribute to the big plan together."
Snorri's attitude towards the lizardmen was very low. If he wanted to fight two elven forces, it would be an easier choice. He wanted nothing but peace for the eastern side of his territory.
"Big plan! You, you actually know this?"
Shi Lan's eyelids twitched slightly. He was shocked that such a word came out of the mouth of a short-lived species.
"As far as I know, you and your compatriots in the Southland have lost contact with their counterparts in Lustria. Is that true or not?"
Snorri said in his mind, this was an inference from his past life, but the lack of powerful lizard men around Slann made his judgment clear.
"Huh! Indeed, for various reasons, the giant spiritual network here is in dilapidated condition, and our sporadic communication with the ancestors across the big pond is intermittent. Moreover, it seems that I, and some of them, have no idea about the big plan. The understanding is not the same!”
Otrax sighed. To the Slann, the vast ocean was just a big pond. But his understanding of the grand scheme limited Slan's subjective initiative.
"May I ask which generation of Slann you are from?" Snorri asked the topic he was most concerned about.
"You even know this? Ordinary visitors are only interested in our gold plaques!" Slan became even more interested in the dwarf in front of him. "Yes, I was created last by my masters, after your ancestors."
Snorri nodded. Eutrax didn't feel as good as the Witch of the Lake, or even the Dark Omen of Malagor. He felt that he could kill Slan in front of him by turning on the God's Descendants and relying on the greatly enhanced magic resistance.
"I think we can draw a boundary to avoid friction. How about using the mountains as the boundary?" Snorri put forward his suggestion after feeling it out.
"Of course, the mountains belong to you. Even if you have left, I have always restrained my subordinates from stepping into the mountains!" Shi Lan's voice was very calm. This created guardian was even more powerful than a dwarf. Obey the original law.
"Very good, very good!" Snorri did not expect that his minimum goal, the non-aggression pact, would be achieved almost effortlessly.
"Then maybe our two families can do something else together! You know, we sons of the mountains are uniquely talented in forging equipment and building buildings."
"Dwarf, what do you want? Gold? In that case, you are no different from the greedy kind before you! I don't know what is wrong with the heads of you guys who jumped out of the stone. You value gold more than your own. Life is still important!"
It seems that in his long life, he has been disturbed by the dwarves who are plotting his treasure. Otrax became furious when he heard this, and Snorri could feel that the fluctuations in his mind changed from a trickle to a turbulent flow.
Snorri knew that the lizardmen's gold was mainly used to make plaques to record information. The most critical of these information was the big plan and its related interpretation. They value gold more than what is recorded on it.
The reason for this is that paper and leather are susceptible to moisture and rot in the tropical rain forests where they live. In contrast, gold has anti-corrosion properties and is relatively soft, making it easy to engrave text.
"Don't be impatient. I am different from my previous compatriots! You can exchange food, knowledge, technology, etc. for our products and services. Of course, it would also be nice if you have jewelry or something."
Snorri has long since overcome his thirst for gold, and the end of the world is waiting for him. What's the point of asking for gold if he can't bear it and the world is gone?
"That sounds good. There are indeed many places where you can be used in my temple city. The giant lizards have not hatched for a long time, and there are many tasks that the skinks cannot complete."
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