This makes these guys even more excited.
Creaking, the dozen or so troll warriors in front threw out the bone spears in their hands.
This kind of spear is made of the sharpest bones from bodies of their fallen.
It is sharper than iron products, and it is also enchanted. They seem to have seen that the black dragon was pierced by a spear, and the scales bleed out fresh blood, so that they can go up and drink the dragon's blood.
But I didn't dodge in the slightest in the face of these spears.
I wanted to conquer these trolls with the most powerful posture.
Bang! Bang! Bang!...
I didn't even hide from the expectant eyes of the trolls, many spears bounced to the ground without even scratching my scales.
"Is there any more?" I looked at these trolls contemptuously. These negative magics have an influence, but that's the case for me.
"Ahhh!"
Shadar pulled out his own spear, crafted from a metal he carried with him when he killed a human adventurer the last time.
swoosh~
The spear travelled towards my head, as I opened my mouth and bit the attacking spear casually.
My eyes fixedly stared at Shadar.
Kacha Kacha~
The spear was directly crushed and swallowed by me.
"Is there any more? Reptiles, may your futile attempt provide me some modicum of entertainment, mongrels another chance to show some real strength!"
Both Shadar and the trolls were stunned. Under the influence of all kinds of negative magic, plus the spear opponents of the trolls were unscathed.
If true dragons are really so powerful, how did their ancestors slay dragons hundreds of years ago?
Shadar now seriously suspects that those guys in the tribe said that the legend of the troll ancestors slaying dragons is to put gold on their faces!
"It seems that you have no way to make me happy, May your deaths provide me some modicum of entertainment!" I said impatiently seeing these guys staying in place.
"I'll fight with you!" Finally, a few troll warriors couldn't bear it under such high pressure.
Roaring and rushing up with the bone club, I ignored their attacks and grabbed them one by one.
"Don't!" Shadar looked at this scene with pain in his heart.
I glanced at Shadar and then crushed the troll warrior's upper body.
It's as easy as pinching and popping a tomato.
"What did you just say you don't want?" I asked after dropping the corpse.
"He's not a black dragon, that's not what a black dragon is like!" a troll warrior said loudly.
"Respected Your Excellency True Black Dragon, this time it is our Evil Tooth Tribe who offended your majesty, we will offer all the treasures of the tribe to beg your forgiveness!" Shadar put down his weapon and said humbly while kneeling down.
As the leader of the tribe, he is not only more powerful than other trolls.
His intelligence is also higher than other trolls.
The black dragon in front of him didn't come up directly to kill them all, but just killed a few trolls who offended him.
This meant that there was room for detente, and all creatures knew that the True Dragon loved treasures best, so he gave him all the treasures he had amassed over the years.
Although their treasures are actually not much left.
Just grab some later from elsewhere.
"Treasure? If I can kill all of you, your treasure will still be mine, so as to offset the price of offending the real dragon?" I mocked.
Shadar felt a bit difficult to deal with. Among the five-colour dragons, the black dragon was famous for its insidious, cunning and shameless behaviour.
The red dragon can still fool around, but the black dragon has no way to communicate at all.
"Then what do you want, Master Black Dragon?" Shadar said bravely.
"It's not what I want, but what you want!"
"Do you want to live or die!"
I stretched my wings and said the chilling words.
"Master Black Dragon, we want to live!" Shadar clenched his palms.
There is no creature in this world who does not want to live.
He knew that the black dragon in front of him was about to show his fangs.
"Looks like you're a smart troll."
"I want you to be my followers, my dependents! With an undying loyalty" I looked at the leader troll in front of him
"We are very willing to be your family members!" Shadar said, patting his chest.
Is it fraudulent to agree so happily?
I looked at these guys and felt a little bit out of place.
In my opinion, they should rather die than surrender. Just like most stories, I killed many of his brothers.
But this guy agreed too happily.
I just killed their clansman, this guy wouldn't want to try his luck.
"Then tell me why you want to become my dependents?" I said jokingly.
"This..." Shadar has long heard that the colour dragon is capricious.
But today he just realised this kind of capriciousness.
Wasn't dragon the one who made the Evil Tooth Tribe his dependents just now?
"My lord, your majestic figure, mighty appearance, and powerful strength have all conquered our Evil Tooth tribe!" Shadar praised me with his barren vocabulary.
These forest trolls are originally from the evil camp, and they usually take refuge in more powerful creatures.
After all, their Evil Tooth tribe was not the most powerful in this area.
During this period of time, they have been fighting with other tribes, resulting in a sharp drop in the number of their warriors.
Now that there is such a powerful black dragon coming here, if you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with recognizing him as the master.
At least they can shelter their people from other creatures even if none of them could become DragonBorn.
But the black dragon is cruel by nature, so he can't let the tribe offend him in the future, so as to prevent the tribe from being hurt.
"My lord, I apologise to you for our offence just now!" Shadar made up his mind.
He directly stretched out his fingers and picked off one of his eyeballs alive, put it in the palm of his hand, then knelt down and lifted his eyeballs above his head with both hands.
"Then I accept your allegiance. I'll be your one true lord and god, Troll, tell me your name!" I looked at Shadar and said, I admired the other's will.
After all, this pain is extraordinary.
Shadar breathed a sigh of relief, and he gestured to the other clansmen.
The female casters lifted the air-restricting magic circle, and the male trolls put down their weapons and knelt on the ground together.
"Shadar, the leader of the Forest Troll Evil Tooth Tribe, leads all the clansmen to pay homage to the Lord!" Shadar knelt down again and said loudly.
"Silly boy?" I was a little surprised, and there was someone with this name.
"Yes, sir, my name is Shadar!" Shadar said.
"All right!"
If you are stupid, you are stupid, there is nothing wrong with it.
I used magic power to control a dragon scale that grew and fell off naturally from the reverse scale on my chest, and forced out another drop of dragon blood.
After a burst of chanting, the dragon scales and dragon blood slowly rose into the air under the influence of invisible magical power, slowly approached, and finally merged into one, with a glimmer of light flashing on the dark scales.
As the incantation proceeded, lines of tiny characters appeared on the dragon scales.
As his and everyone in clan eyes widened as nearly every creature knew about the dragon contract. This was my gift to him for the show of his bravery.
After the contract was written, the scales slowly fell towards the kneeling frost troll Shadar's forehead, and finally stuck to his forehead, gradually blending into the skin and disappearing. The power of the dragon veins contained in the dragon scales quickly spread throughout his body, nourishing him. Touching the flesh and bones, it begins to fundamentally improve the other's bloodline.
Shadar endured the tremendous pain of bloodline transformation without saying a word.
Accepting the transformation of dragon vein power requires a lot of energy.
For Shadar, who is 2 metres tall and has a biological fourth order, he needs a lot of energy.
Especially before receiving the power of the dragon vein, Shadar was injured.
As I saw the body of my forth dragon descendant showing signs of abnormal shaking, feeling the unstable aura of the other person, my expression condensed slightly, and I ordered the trolls beside me,
"Bring all the meat stored in the tribe to it for it to eat."
They obeyed their master's orders, and the old man immediately led the small team of trolls to the tribe's food storage.
Soon, a large amount of fresh blood, meat of magical and beast creatures was transported here.
Shadar could no longer bear the desire of hunger, so he threw himself into the pile of meat with one eye, swallowing and eating frantically like a wild beast.
In a short period of time, at least one to two hundred kilograms of meat was devoured by the huge mouth with fangs.
Shadar's skin-on-bone skinny body was filling in at a relatively slow but visible speed.
And within minutes The subsequent dependent contract went smoothly. And once Shadar stood up I spoke.
"Take me to your clan land now!" I said.
"Obey my master!" Shadar put his posture very low.
I followed a group of trolls to a valley, which is the homeland of the Evil Tooth tribe.
The clansmen who stayed here already knew about his existence from the ones who brought Shadar food.
So there are many old and weak women and children of forest trolls gathered around.
A blue-skinned little troll looked at me curiously, "This black dragon seems to be different from the black dragon people usually talk about!"
A female troll next to him patted the little troll on the head when she heard it, and pulled him to kneel down together.
They knew that the black dragon in front of them was their allegiance, and they must not make him angry.
I looked at the tribe, there were a total of about one hundred adult warriors.
There are more than 300 old and weak women and children left.
Of course, the troll family can be all soldiers.
These old and weak women and children will become warriors when the tribe suffers a devastating blow.
After all, a young troll can easily kill several adult normal human soldiers whose biological birth order is below zero.
"My lord, I will let my subordinates prepare your residence as soon as possible, and I will also deliver the food!" Shadar looked at my eyes and stared at the little trolls and hurriedly changed the subject.
He is afraid that I will use the little troll to fight the tooth sacrifice.
"Don't worry about this!"
"Shadar, why do you only have so few fighters in the Evil Tooth Tribe?" I realised that Shadar was not an idiot on the way here.
However, there are more than 300 old and weak women and children in a forest troll tribe, and there are only [-] adult trolls. This ratio is very abnormal.
"Master, our forest troll clan used to have a considerable number of warriors. Unfortunately, we suffered significant losses during our travels. Recently, the Orc tribe that fled alongside us has become a source of conflict., and we lost many tribesmen!" Shadar sighed.
They have developed very well in this area, and their prey is also plentiful. Occasionally, they rob some caravans and so on, and their lives are actually quite nourishing.
There is an Orc tribe next to the Frost Troll tribe, and their strength is about the same as that of the evil tooth tribe.
But the two tribes have not had major conflicts, and they are still peaceful.
But recently that Orc tribe has been invading their territory for some reason.
They've had quite a few big fights, with injuries on both sides.
I also thought that the miners seemed to be insufficient, but unexpectedly, I made a discovery.
What were the reasons behind their departure from their native lands?
Under the arrangement of Shadar, I lived in a huge cave in the deepest part of the valley.
This was originally a refuge cave for the trolls, and it had been cleaned very clean by Shadar's men long ago.
I was quite satisfied with my second home even though I won't be living here.
Shadar also brought the treasures collected by the forest trolls over the years.
I took a look, there were about a hundred gold coins, most of them were jewelled armour weapons and the like, all of which were stained with blood.
It should be left behind by robbed caravans or adventurers.
Are these the treasures of the troll clan?
I was a little disappointed, compared with Danylan's the Green Forest tribe, it was simply poor.
"What is this?" I picked up a blue necklace.
The magic element on this necklace is very strong.
The main body is composed of seven sapphire-like objects, and the bottom is a white conch, which looks very beautiful.
"Lord Saron, we discovered this when we robbed a caravan before. According to the person in charge of the caravan, this thing is called the Siren's Tears. It is a magic weapon, but we can't find a way to use it!" Shadar replied that it was all the fault of those dumb bastards who killed them too quickly.
"Tears of the Siren!"
I looked at the necklace and felt that it should be very important to me.
"Shadar, you send people to the underground area before us. There are some ore veins there. I hope you can mine a batch as soon as possible!" I put away the Siren's Tears.
I was preparing for the coming feast.
"Master, we forest trolls are not good at mining!" Shadar was a little embarrassed.
It is okay to let them fight and kill, but it is a bit difficult to mine.
"Why, are you telling me this, don't tell me you couldn't complete the first task after becoming my subordinate?" I had a dangerous look in my eyes.
"Lord, don't worry, we promise to mine it as soon as possible!" Shadar said hurriedly in his heart.
"Then do it quickly!"
"As ordered!"
***
After Shadar came out of the cave, he met the old troll, which was Salman, the oldest troll of the tribe.
"Shadar, what's the matter?" Salman asked hurriedly, seeing Shadar's frowning expression.
After Shadar told Babatos's orders, Sharman also fell into deep thought.
"Shadar, prepare the soldiers, prepare your weapons and go, I have an idea!" Salman's cloudy yellow eyes lit up.
"What do you mean?" Shadar asked in surprise.
"You forgot our reserve food warehouse!" Salman laughed.
"That's right, why didn't I think that Goblins are the best at doing these things!" Shadar patted himself on the head.
Additionally, there are smaller tribes in the neighbouring areas who move here along with them.
A tribe of goblins.
The tribe is actually kept by the Evil Tooth tribe as granaries.
Every season when hunting is difficult, the Evil Tooth tribe will send warriors to catch some goblins for food.
The Diretooth tribe will not eat baby goblins.
They also know the importance of sustainability.