Chapter 34 The Lizardman

Joan quickly squatted down, hid in the dense bushes, held his breath, and observed the two uninvited guests through the gaps in the vegetation.

As expected, both of them were lizardmen, wearing crude leather armor and holding spears. One of them carried a rectangular leather shield on his back, and the other carried a leather pouch with three javelins in it.

The two lizardmen seemed to be seasoned warriors. They waved their spears carefully as they walked, brushing aside the surrounding grass, obviously searching for something.

One of the lizardmen asked a question to his companion, who shook his head and whispered a series of strangely pronounced words. The language of the lizard people is completely different from that of humans. Joan can only understand one or two words, which confirms that they should be using dragon language. This ancient language is not limited to the use of dragons. Humanoids who have or think they have dragon blood, such as lizardmen and kobolds, are also keen to use this language that seems to them to be older and nobler than any other language. language.

Joan was guessing what the two lizard men were talking about, when a hoarse bird song came from the air, and a red-eyed crow landed, it was the crow that followed him and Gray not long ago.

When the two lizardmen saw the crow, they immediately stopped and stood up straight, with extremely respectful expressions.

The crow landed in the grass, and its body suddenly shot out golden light. Its body swelled rapidly, and it transformed into a lizard man shaman in gray robes and holding a wooden staff in front of Joan's eyes.

The lizard man shaman talked to the two warriors in dragon language, then turned and walked towards the middle of the island, stopping outside the cave where Gray was hiding, his dark red eyes staring at the cave entrance, revealing a cold killing intent.

"Get out!" the lizard man shaman shouted into the depths of the cave in a slightly blunt human lingua franca, "the murderer who killed my brother Coen, you have nowhere to escape!"

Echoes wandered in the forest, and the cave was silent.

"Lord Qiu De, since the murderer doesn't have the courage to come out to face you, let me and Bunker go in and drag them out!" A lizardman warrior eagerly asked for a fight. His companions also raised their shields and spears, eager to try.

The lizardman shaman Qiude pondered for a few seconds, then nodded lightly: "One of the murderers is a human boy, which is not worth mentioning, and the other is a giant race, which seems difficult to deal with. You two should not underestimate the enemy."

"We brothers are doing things, Lord Qiu De don't worry!"

The lizardman warrior confidently puffed out his chest and strode into the cave with a spear in hand, and his partner quickly followed.

Seeing this scene, Joan couldn't help worrying about Gray who was hiding in the cave. He squatted and moved in the grass, planning to go back to the cave to help Gray deal with the two lizard warriors. However, as soon as there was a movement on his side, the lizardman shaman Qiud immediately noticed it, and turned around suddenly, his fiery red eyes flashed with vigilance.

Qiao An hurriedly leaned over and hid deep in the grass, not daring to breathe.

"Who's there, don't get out!" Qiu De sternly yelled at the bush where Joan was hiding, his eyes wandering, and he couldn't be sure whether he just heard the sound of the wind or the sound of footsteps.

"Hmph, sneaky reptile, let's see how long you can hide." Qiu De chanted the magic prayer in a low voice, and the strong and scorching magic power gathered in his hands and quickly condensed into a raging flame.

Qiu De spread his left hand flat, holding the dancing flame in his palm. With a sudden wave of his hand, the flame flew away from his palm and flew towards the bushes. With a bang, the fire wave rolled up, igniting large branches and leaves, and the fire quickly spread to all directions.

The bush where Joan was hiding was about fifteen yards away from the fire. Although it hadn't been burned yet, the billowing heat wave and thick smoke had already spread before the fire, especially the pungent thick smoke, which made him almost cough stand up.

Joan pulled up the hem of the cloak to cover his mouth and nose, resisting the urge to cough, and looked around through the fireworks, hoping to escape the rapidly spreading flames without alarming Qiu De. However, he was disappointed to find that Qiu De happened to be blocked in the only direction where there was no fire, and with his own poor strength, once Qiu De found his trace, he would definitely die.

Just when disappointment gradually turned into despair, Gray's roar suddenly came from the depths of the cave ahead, followed by a scalp-numbing scream, prompting Qiu De to immediately avert his gaze.

There were footsteps in the cave, and a lizardman ran out staggeringly, the spear in his hand was broken, the shield was also shattered, his body was covered with blood, his face looked terrified as if he had just seen a ghost.

"Bunker, what's going on!" Qiu De sternly questioned the lizardman warrior who fled out of the cave in a hurry.

Bunker trembled for a moment, and the moment he looked at Qiu De, his eyes showed ecstasy, as if the drowning person finally saw the lifeboat, and ran towards him in a hurry without answering Qiu De's question. However, just two steps away, a javelin suddenly flew behind him, pierced into Bunker's back with the sound of howling wind, pierced through his body with a puff, and the blood-stained tip of the spear protruded from his chest.

Bunker's eyes were wide open, he struggled to take a step forward, fell down at Qiu De's feet and died.

The gloomy face of the lizard man shaman twitched slightly, and he looked over the corpse under his feet to the cave.

The grey-bag beast with an angry face strode out of the cave, dragging a bloody lizardman corpse with its right hand, which looked like it was dragging a torn and tattered rag doll.

"Mogg!" The gray bag beast glared at Qiu De and roared loudly. It swung its thick arms forward, and smashed the lizard man's corpse as a throwing weapon.

Qiu De had been on guard against this crazy monster for a long time, and hurriedly dodged to avoid it. With a push of his left hand, the dancing flames escaped from his palm and shot at the gray bag beast.

The flames created by the "burning fire technique" hit Gray, leaving a scorching mark on his broad and thick chest and then extinguished. The slight burn not only failed to scare Gray away, but further aroused its fury, roaring and rushing straight towards the lizardman shaman.

Qiu De hurriedly threw the wooden staff at Gray's feet, and at the same time spit out a series of prayers. The moment the wooden staff hit the ground, it turned into a five-yard piebald constrictor as thick as a bucket, and it swung its body and tightly strangled Gray.

The gray bag beast's six eyes were all burning with anger. It roared and stretched out a pair of giant palms, grasping the head and neck of the giant python and tearing it vigorously. Accompanied by a scalp-numbing crackling sound, this thick giant python was unexpectedly killed by it. Tear in two.

Gray contemptuously threw down the severed limb of the python. The broken body twisted and shrank after landing, and turned back into a wooden stick again, but it had been broken into two pieces.

"Damn monster, you wait for me!"

The lizard man shaman was deeply shocked by the terrifying strange power of the gray bag beast. He cursed in a low voice and made a spell-casting gesture. Wisps of flashing lightning appeared on his arms, as if countless blue and white snakes were clinging to his arms and moving back and forth.

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