Academic Gathering with Lich Colleagues

Chapter 674 The Son of War
Lyle sat cross-legged on the dragon's spine, and the feeling of riding a dragon was not good.Alcaron's scales are the hardest among his brothers and sisters. When he is emotional, the scales will be slightly raised like sharp knives. It can be said that Lyall is sitting on the mountain of knives that can be bumped at any time.

Entering this giant forest, the screams in my ears never stopped. The mournful screams and angry roars of life are enough to play a complete repertoire with a tight rhythm. Crowded, it feels like there are hungry beasts hiding around, and they are walking around the table of the black dragon.

After No. 12 deep breaths, the oppressive atmosphere changed.The surrounding sounds were much more distant, though the high hanging leaves still hung overhead like a teal haze.Lyall's feeling didn't get better, and it was obviously not a good sign to fall into dead silence in such an active jungle.

"Where are we, Al?"

The black dragon's voice was calm, as if he could hear some joy.

"We're almost home. My group's territory is on the barren dark side of the mountain. Now we have stepped into the boundary of the ancient human race's hunting range."

"So we're safe?"

The black dragon stepped forward with its front paws, and looked back at Lyle on its back for the first time.

"This is the beginning, Lyle..."

The sudden roar rushed into Lyle's mind, and the loud roar came from above. It was so loud. Unprepared, Lyle felt his world spinning. In his blurred vision, he saw a strong shadow smashing open Shade falls straight from the sky.

Lyle was about to roll off the dragon's back, not about to.The black dragon rotated its body swiftly, quickly adjusted its posture before the shadow hit its back, followed by a swift tail flick, the dragon's tail hit the shadow, and there was a thunderous explosion in the collision.

Lyle was all too familiar with the sound of cracking bones. He landed on the dragon wings and watched the wounded figure spinning in the air.A louder roar sounded, and the man's irregularly twisted left arm was wrapped around the dragon's tail and could not be thrown away.Following the trend of swinging, his body rushed towards the black dragon, and there was a hideous bone ax grasped by his thick arms.

He picked the soft underbelly, where the scales are the softest, as his target.

"Idiot!!" Alcaron seemed to be able to handle it with ease, his left wing was around Lyle, and the dragon claws hit the strong man's torso from bottom to top. He was blown away like a sandbag, breaking two oak trees and crushing him. A burdock bush.

Lyle was placed in the bushes, Alcaron sneered disdainfully, his eyes were dark and mean.Under Lyle's gaze, the lying burly man was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his left arm was twisted like noodles. He used his right hand to support his body, turned the lying down into a sitting position, and roared like a beast with the remaining strength.

Alcaron pounced on it, smashing it like a collapsing mountain, "Scream!!! You scream again!!!" The dragon's claws clenched into fists were about the size of that strong man, and they smashed him down with continuous beatings. Into the ground, staining the surrounding bushes blood red.

"Idiot, is this how surprise attacks are used! You have wings?! If you can't fly, just keep your feet on the ground, waste!! Get up again!! Get up!!!"

Alcaron ravaged the man like crazy. He was driven into the soil, and the surrounding land was rolled up, and a hillock had been built.Lyle raised his hand habitually, and along the fingertips, he discovered a surprising fact.

The man was four meters tall, with a hairy brown-red leg as thick as two lyles.Dressed in pristine animal leather with wild lines tattooed on his face.Can this kind of guy be counted as a human race?
The plants here are very lush, and the heather can grow up to waist depth, while for the ancient hominins, this plant can only reach their knees.Why did Lyle know this, because he didn't know when there were two legs standing beside him.Another ancient human with a wolf headgear carried a bone bow and his dark brown skin was streaked with green.His face was rough, his small eyes were fixed on Lyle at this moment, and a hand as big as a millstone was gesturing above Lyle's head.

"A cub that has not yet awakened? Haven't seen it, clansman?" The words were not clear, as if a blower was stuffed in his mouth.

Another four-meter-high giant parachuted from the 15-meter-high treetop hunk and smashed into the ground.He let out a rough whistle, and grabbed the tail of the black dragon with both hands.

"Stop hitting him, son of war, Mikael has fainted, he can't hear you."

Alcaron stopped beating, he lifted Mikael, who was already limp, and threw him to his companion.

"Sa Lei, Shan, so you are all here." The black dragon bared its sharp teeth and looked at Sa Lei, "Whose plan is it to attack me?"

"Mine, but the plan was disrupted, Shan tried to swing to the other side with the vines, and he fell too hard. Mikael, who was in ambush in the tree canopy, didn't hear it, so he continued the sneak attack part , and then he fell down." Sare pointed to the somewhat stuttering clansman beside Lyle, Shan's curiosity was now entirely on Lyle.Shan grabbed Lyle's collar curiously, as if to lift him up.

"Who is this?"

"My friend, Lyle, is not of your kind. He has always been this big."

"Oh, little people." Shan lost interest and returned to his companion.

Lyall felt that he was being mocked.The black dragon shrugged and explained, "The ancient human race always thought that they were the real human beings, and you are weak little people. They have some sympathy for you."

"Are all of them this size?"

"Children are not. The youth of the ancient human race are just older children, similar to yours, but they have the talent to release the restrictions of the body. This ability can maintain normality under the strengthening of dragon blood. A newly grown ancient human has a height of [-] meters. Above, only tall but not short."

Ancient humans, a group of muscular giants, and as agile as beasts.

"Bring him back and let the tribal shaman heal him." The black dragon gave an order, Shan responded, hung his weapon on his chest, and carried his unconscious companion back.

Lyle looked at the moving claws of the black dragon.

"Did you beat him too hard? If it was just for training, you just beat him to death, Al."

"Yeah, if I could, I'd engrave his failures on his skull, but it's still a little weak."

"The sons of war are kind, little guy," the ancient human named Sare did not leave, but joined the black dragon's slow team, "Our group does not recognize losers. Mikael injured an arm. To recover, he needs to drag his broken arm for subsequent hunting activities, and he may starve to death. Tribal shamans are our scarce healers, and they will only provide assistance to dying tribesmen who cannot take care of themselves."

"So Al's hitting hard is actually caring about him?"

"No, it's my habit, or my personal hobby." The black dragon inserted between the two, separating Lyle and Sare with its huge body.

This feeling is... Lyle rolled his eyes.

"Al, Mel has a lot of fun in McKenbert. The dwarves and fire elements there will call her the Red Dragon Queen. Don't you worry, you are the eldest son."

"Heh, Immelt is just a female who longs to love and be loved. She doesn't have the depth of Wang at all."

"What about Christo, your brother is a strong competitor for the throne."

"Heh, lazy bastard who is afraid of trouble, if the blue dragon priest didn't force him behind his back, he would be able to sleep until the end of the world, without the responsibility of the king."

"That……"

"Who else do you want to talk about? Poldris? That kid will only go with the flow, and now he is probably intoxicated by the mermaid's gentle singing; Claudia, that girl is not interested in anything, she is just like Christo. Come on." , Lyle, I have the qualifications of a king, to become their king, that is my mission and my pleasure!"

"What I'm trying to say is, dear Al, you know your brothers and sisters well enough that they don't care much about each other. And you..."

Alcalon's dragon face was in front of Lyall, his gloomy face was stretched long, and his sharp teeth were exposed in a familiar grin.

"I'm just monitoring possible competitors to avoid unstable factors from disrupting my plan. This is prudence, do you understand?"

"Okay, dear Al, you're a great king with great foresight...and brother."

"Shut up, Lyle, you're not enough for me now."

(End of this chapter)