When Bloodclaw, brought this news back to Black Death.
The big leader Nord laughed three times excitedly, slapped Bloodclaw 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. , can use the reincarnation technique to directly reincarnate you into a jackal."
When he said the last part, Nord 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, You 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. 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 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 it.
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 collect various gold and silver treasures from various tribes and put them into ten large boxes according to his request.
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 were various currencies, and the rest were all bloody jewelry.
The overall value is only a lot more than the same weight of currency, but they spent a lot of money.
Early the next morning, the young red dragon's figure appeared outside the camp, circling back and forth.
Everyone knew that this meant that they should 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 reluctant to be used as wedding clothes for the devil and half-elves, so they can only do this.
"Everyone leaves, you stay!" The young red dragon has become much more cautious since he suffered a big loss at the hands of Gavin.
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 was treasure, it was fine. Now that he didn't have a single gold coin left in his body, he didn't pay that much attention at all. He didn't pay that much attention before.
Unlike the bastard Ivinsa, he comes from a distinguished family, with a father and a mother. He has all the knowledge a dragon needs, 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 inside and out every day.
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. 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 carrying it three times in a row 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 face changed, 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 lift into the air.
boom!
Huge magic power emitted from the closed treasure box and swept through the space of hundreds of meters in radius.
Roderick only felt a strange law sweep across his body, and suddenly the dragon wings became decorations. 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 contained a forbidden magical instrument.
The young red dragon immediately 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 couldn't 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. Under the burning of the flame dragon's breath, not only does it not deform, but even the color change is 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 he runs, 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 by falling.
As long as he takes off again, the other party will definitely be unable to do anything to him.
Another damn trap.
Since when did the dragon lose its authority?
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, he was finally tricked.
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-ring spell—Aivar’s Black Tentacle.
These black tentacles were 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, and he was struggling.
Roderick instinctively faced the black tentacles with a newly recovered flame dragon breath.
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, swinging it wildly back and forth.
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 was definitely one of the sounds he hated the most.
But now, it is like the sound of nature.
That devilish half-elf is nearby.
Since he was 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 could no longer 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 his own escape, but they can also become his own protected area. Once those jackals rush in, they may also be trapped by these black tentacles. They will certainly 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 living beings, and there are only a few who dare to launch a desperate charge towards 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 in 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 headed by it was directly rushed away.
The flame dragon's breath is not useful against the black tentacles of Aivar, but it is still very effective against these animalistic species.
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