Chapter 1633 Bullying
Lin Nian's silent gaze probably looked quite scary in the eyes of the little witch Laoda in front of him at this moment.
It was simply a white humanoid monster wearing scales and armor, looking down at her coldly. The molten iron eyes cast a look on her that almost melted her consciousness. Her whole body was warning her to escape, but her tight calves seemed to have cramps and she couldn't muster any strength. She tried to stand up several times, but her thighs were slightly weak and trembling for a while, and she couldn't muster any strength.
Lin Nian looked at Laoda and suddenly paused, bent down slightly, raised his hand and reached out to pinch the chin of the wild girl, and raised her face slightly to look at herself. The eyes on this healthy brown face actually showed a beautiful golden color, pure and moist. It was a manifestation of excellent bloodline that could have such a golden eye.
Laoda was completely stunned. When the white humanoid monster in front of her reached out to her, she thought she was going to die, but she didn't expect the other party to make such a teasing move? What was he doing, snatching her back to be his wife?
Then Lin Nian heard the group of men holding spears behind him roaring in anger, as if they were dissatisfied with his actions. He let go of the savage witch's chin, turned his head and looked at the group of people, and then found that all the savages holding spears had golden eyes on their faces, but the brightness and color were different, and the bloodline was a bit mixed and uneven, but at least it was a mixed-blood team.
"No wonder."
Lin Nian now understood how this group of people survived on this island. If they were a group of mixed-bloods, it would be possible.
"You damn bastard! Let go of the witch!"
The team leader, who was also the strong man called by Laoda before, was called Wahid. The veins on his forehead with a slightly worrying hairline were already bulging. When he saw Lin Nian pinching Laoda's chin, he almost lost his mind and wanted to rush forward in anger, but was pulled back by the team members beside him.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see the horror of this monster covered in white scales. The dragon scales looked very much like the abnormalities that appeared after those naturally excellent warriors comprehended "blood damage", but no warrior had ever been able to cover the whole body with this abnormality, and it also slightly changed the structure of the joints and the growth of the bones!
No, there is one person who can, that is Captain Mumeng.
Wahid clearly remembered that the last time Captain Mumeng covered their retreat in front of the overlord-level disaster, he was forced to use "blood damage" by force. In a semi-out-of-control state, his whole body was covered with dragon scales that looked like disasters, but Captain Mumeng's scales were blue-black, not as white as the man in front of them now.
No matter what this man came from, Wahid's instinct told him that this was not an enemy he could deal with, including the group of brothers behind him, who would die if they faced each other!
No. How could it be possible.
Wahid felt that his idea was a bit absurd. They were the team left behind in the tribe, which meant that they were the last line of defense of the tribe. Everyone in the tribe was an elite warrior who had experienced at least three hunts. In addition to their cooperation day and night, the entire team could hunt two or three carnivorous disasters in a complete state!
Don't let fear occupy your reason, suppress the instinctive desire to escape, and calm down Wahid.
Wahid gritted his teeth, his eyes widened, staring at the white monster, just looking at the molten iron eyes for a while, his heart seemed to be clenched and burst. The slightly weaker warriors behind him even had difficulty standing, and could only rely on the spears in their hands to support the ground and stabilize their bodies.
No, it can't be delayed any longer, it must be-
Before Wahid's thoughts ran out, the white figure he stared at suddenly disappeared, leaving only his own witch sitting there alone, with a dazed look on her face.
"Captain! Yours!"
A hoarse roar came from behind Wahid. Before he could react to what happened, a terrifying force suddenly came from his right hand that was holding the spear tightly, intending to pull his weapon away.
As a truly excellent tribal warrior, Wahid subconsciously burst out all his grip strength to hold the spear tightly. Then he was shocked to find that his whole body was shrouded in a sense of weightlessness and flew directly up!
His vision shifted and he suddenly saw that the white monster who grabbed his spear and threw him up with one arm stood in the blind spot behind him just now.
I'm going to die.
Wahid felt a sense of fear for no reason.
But Lin Nian didn't kill him. He just shook the spear in his hand a little harder. The savage holding the spear was thrown far away by the terrifying inertia, fell hard on the beach and flew up, and then fell to the ground and turned over a dozen times in a mess!
Several wild warriors who were close to Lin Nian suddenly roared and thrust their spears at him, but he dodged them by leaning back slightly. He grabbed the spears and clenched them together, pulling them slightly towards himself! Several warriors flew past him and fell backwards, their heads hitting the ground and leaving grooves on the beach. Their uncontrolled hindquarters almost turned into a C shape.
Lin Nian threw away the extra spear in his hand, grabbed the one he had snatched before, turned it slightly, and placed it horizontally in front of him to observe the intricately carved patterns on the ash wood pole, as well as the luster of the spear tip that was obviously mixed with precious metals.
He tried to press the tip of the spear with his palm slightly, and the sharp part and the white dragon scales in his palm squeezed each other and burst into fine sparks. Finally, the tip of the spear was pressed and rolled, and the dragon scales at the point of force were deeply sunken and cracked.
Alchemical weapons? But they are very rough, a little too rough.
Lin Nian glanced at the spears on the ground. He didn't expect that a savage tribe could actually take out alchemical weapons, and judging from the template of this standard weapon, these should all be made by them.
The island of Atlantis is really interesting. Not only the dinosaurs, but the natives are also not easy to deal with. Should this be regarded as a legacy from the ancestors of this island?
While Lin Nian was thinking, the remaining wild warriors around him quickly formed a circle, holding iron flower vine shields in their left hands and spears in their right hands. They lowered their heads to avoid Lin Nian's golden eyes, kept shouting war cries to refresh themselves so as not to be crushed by the mental pressure, and began to compress the space of the encirclement, preparing to kill Lin Nian with traditional hunting methods.
It was not wrong to choose the spear as the standard alchemical weapon. It is not a joke that an inch longer is an inch stronger. If there are a large number of spear-type alchemical weapons, coupled with the cooperation of the mixed-blood team, it is indeed possible to have a place on this island.
Human beings can always find ways to survive in extreme environments. Spears, shields, and gun formations, this tactic was naturally born in the tribe of wild people. If the resources of the island were not limited, I am afraid they could also develop more advanced and stronger than now, right?
In the blind spot of the encirclement behind Lin Nian, three wild warriors suddenly squatted down. From behind them, the archers with bows and arrows released the bowstrings, and the poisoned arrows shot at the back of Lin Nian's head with sharp whistling winds. The tip of the arrow also had the color of alchemical metal. When the bow was fully shot, it could even directly penetrate the scales and skulls of dinosaurs!
Lin Nian didn't even turn his head, and slightly raised the spear in his hand. The spear shaft swung in the air with a buzzing sound, hitting the tip of the arrow flying from behind, and the arrow with full kinetic energy was deflected and shot into the forest in front.
The warriors who formed the encirclement roared and charged, closing the encirclement in an instant, and the spear on the shield stabbed Lin Nian in the center!
Many spears converged together, but Lin Nian in the middle disappeared. It was not until a heavy force was added to the spears, and all the spear tips were stepped on the ground together, that the soldiers looked at Lin Nian in horror, who had jumped up and avoided their killing formation at some point.
Feeling that the spear tip under his feet was trying to pull back, Lin Nian raised his right foot and let them pull the spear back. Before these soldiers reorganized the battle formation, he suddenly chopped the ground with one foot, and the huge force exploded directly on the sand, just like an anti-tank mine exploded, and the flat sand rolled a circle of waves in all directions!
All the wild warriors were blown away, rolling and falling on the ground groaning constantly, with a little blood in their mouths and noses. This was just the aftermath of the shock that Lin Nian had no intention of attacking them.
Some were too weak.
Lin Nian had no expression on his face. He really just stepped on his leg a little harder, and the opponent was almost wiped out.
He had no interest in fighting these savages. They were infant-level enemies whose arms and legs would be broken if they were touched with a little force. When he realized that these savages might be refugees trapped in Nibelungen, he took the initiative to retract the pressure of the golden pupils, otherwise they might not be able to stand, and they might even have sequelae of mental breakdown under pressure.
As the dust fell, Lin Nian heard a hysterical roar behind the dust. He turned around and saw that the savage warrior who had been robbed of his spear and thrown away before was roaring at him, and took off his shirt to reveal his strong muscles, and hit his chest hard as if to provoke him!
Are you really going to hit me? Are you going to go up?
Lin Nian couldn't help but look at him twice more. The first time he looked at his hairline, wondering if savages would also be bald? The second time he noticed that the golden eyes of the slightly bald savage warrior became brighter, and subtle blue-black scales appeared on his cheeks.
Bloodline refining technology
These savages gave him a little surprise. The strength was probably a little bit higher than the first-level blood burst, right? After all, the normal first-level blood burst would not show the characteristics of dragon transformation.
Most of the hybrids who can survive on this island are quite capable. He was a little curious about how far these savages could go. Maybe he could get some unexpected good things out of them?