lizard lord

Chapter 117 Confrontation
[These humans also have scrolls in their hands, and now they come to confront me, either they came to recycle the scrolls, or they were fascinated by the scroll itself. 】

The matter was not complicated, but Tang Zhao didn't mean to explain it to the other party. First, the other party probably wouldn't believe it. Second, dialogue was not as straightforward as fighting.

After a series of fights just now, Tang Zhao has almost figured out the general strength of the opponent. It is very difficult, but it is not impossible to solve.

The warrior's attacks can't hurt him effectively, and he has anti-magic scales, and the caster's magic is also innocuous.

Relying on his physical strength and strength far surpassing that of ordinary creatures, Tang Zhao jumped up from the ground, jumped six or seven meters away, and went straight to the human adventurers standing in formation not far away.

The human beings who were waiting in full force had been prepared for a long time, and they began to disperse when Tang Zhao made a jumping movement. The too long preparation time prevented him from jumping directly on a person.

Relying on the fact that human beings have no concept of the length of his tail, and do not know how to estimate the distance to avoid, Tang Zhao followed up with a tail swing, and sent flying a lightly armed adventurer from the side and rear, and another heavy armored man holding a tower shield and long sword. The soldier was also pushed far away, hunched over and gasping for breath, obviously badly injured.

That's the good thing about being big. A 1.9-meter human being can easily push away a 1.6-meter human being, while the average person can't stand even a casual touch of a big guy weighing several tons.

The archers in the back row shot a string of arrows, but when the arrows hit Tang Zhao's scales, they bounced off as if they hit an iron plate, leaving no conspicuous marks.

They were holding short bows, and the arrows they shot were not very powerful, even if they had changed to heavier arrows that were more suitable for piercing armor.

On the other side, a soldier stabbed Tang Zhao with a short spear through the gap, but this also had little effect. The strength of the adventurer was indeed not small, and he stabbed forward with the spear hard, and the spearhead pierced along the gap in the scale armor. Enter Tang Zhao's body, but only stay on the surface - the muscle strength is too high, and it directly clamps the spearhead, preventing it from advancing an inch.

Tang Zhao twisted his body slightly, and the spear shaft made a crisp sound, and the whole spear broke from the middle.

Ignoring these innocuous attacks, Tang Zhao pinpointed the spellcaster holding the demon scroll and quickly approached him.

Having never seen such a battle before, the spell caster was obviously a little flustered. He waved his staff and chanted the spell in a hurry, and a fireball the size of a wheel hit Tang Zhao.

Relying on his anti-magic ability, Tang Zhao directly ignored the flames in front of him, lowered his head and dashed, smashing the fireball away in one fell swoop, and rushed towards the caster with unabated momentum.

The last soldier around tried to stop him, but the tens of kilograms of flesh couldn't stop him at all. The person who blocked the way was knocked and flew three to five meters away, and fell to the ground vomiting blood, life or death unknown.

In the blink of an eye, he came to a distance of more than ten meters in front of the caster. At this moment, Tang Zhao suddenly felt an unnatural humming in his head, which inevitably slowed down his pace.

Among the people present, only the spellcaster in front of him is capable of doing this kind of thing. Most likely, it is something similar to "guard engraving" or "slow spell", which can directly affect Tang Zhao's actions.

With a cold snort in his heart, he manipulated his own psionic energy, which in turn impacted the spellcaster's mind.

Although the level of the caster is not low, it is just like that. In addition, he did not expect that Tang Zhao would have the skill of mind impact, so he was completely unprepared, and he was caught off guard.

The spell caster only felt dizzy and dizzy, and he couldn't help but cover his head and use his staff to support his body so as not to fall.

At this moment, Tang Zhao had rushed to the caster, and his claws, almost as long as human forearms, suddenly pressed down on the ground beside the caster, causing the caster's heart to tremble.

[You have three seconds to consider surrendering, or the first blow will be your right arm, the second blow will be your left leg, and the third blow will cut you open. 】

The caster rolled his eyes, decisively dropped the staff in his hand, and began to shout at the top of his voice.

"Drop your weapons! Put down your weapons!"

The prestige of the spellcaster was obviously not greater than the sense of oppression brought by the Tang Dynasty. Several adventurers looked at each other, and none of them dropped their weapons for a while.

Seeing this, Tang Zhao heaved a sigh of relief—this spellcaster of unknown origin was not as difficult as he had imagined at first, and his subordinates couldn't follow orders, that's all.

It is difficult to express too much emotion without it. Tang Zhao's tail yanked the trees beside him, and the thick and thin trees were broken into two pieces. Amid the noise caused by the falling trees, the expressions of the adventurers became even worse. up.

[You should think about this proposal carefully. It will only be good for you and not bad. I have no interest in you, and it is very easy to kill you. 】

Before the adventurers could think too much about the source of the sound, there was a deafening roar from the bushes behind them. Three trolls holding the trunk of the tree rushed out of the vegetation and stared at the adventurers menacingly.

"Boss! We are here to help you!"

They will follow the wind, and Tang Zhao has been paying attention to them. As soon as he rushed into the bushes, the trolls came over to observe the situation from a distance.

It wasn't until now that the dust had basically settled that they jumped out to show their loyalty.

But I have to say that the timing was really good. The three trolls came at just the right time and became the last straw that crushed these adventurers.

[Ten seconds for you to consider, I swear by my ancestors and my belief in the Dragon God, I will not cause harm to you, otherwise I will no longer restrain my men. 】

The body of Tang Zhao has no so-called ancestors at all, and the words of the dragon god are even more vague. It can be said to be the god of good dragons, the platinum dragon Bahamut, or the god of evil dragons. Amat, or even the older nine-faced dragon god Io is not out of the question.

Tang Zhao actually didn't care about the dragon gods at all, mentioning them was just deliberately revealing information to confuse these adventurers.

After hesitating and looking at each other for a long time, the last time was almost up, a soldier gritted his teeth, threw the long sword in his hand aside, knelt down on the ground and held his head in his hands to show that he had no ability to resist.

Everything is difficult at the beginning, but with the first one, the rest will be easier.

This action seemed to trigger some kind of switch, and the remaining adventurers hurriedly dropped their weapons, for fear of being targeted by the terrifying monster Tang Zhao.

Satisfied with observing the surroundings, Tang Zhao turned his head away, staring at the three trolls with snake-like vertical pupils.

[Put away their weapons and equipment, and tie them up with a rein, we are leaving. 】

Hearing this, a troll looked at Tang Zhao hesitantly: "But we still have a lot of horses and sheep to eat, can we take them away together?"

The remaining two trolls also nodded again and again, as if they agreed with this statement.

(End of this chapter)