Don't mess with that dragon

Chapter 70 Rat Man Sacrifice
In a plain, there are tall thatched grass stretching in stretches, densely covering the field, and the dense root system almost snatching away all the living resources, even trees cannot grow here.

The edge of each leaf of thatch is as sharp as a blade, and if one is not careful, it will cut the skin. Even herbivores feel disgusted by the thatch leaves covered with hedgehogs, and run away to look for food elsewhere.

Because of this, this piece of thatched grassland has become the most solid barrier for a group of ratman tribes living here.

The tall thatch leaves stand upright, and the Rat Man stands inside, directly covered by the tall leaves. The dense thatch may be a hindrance to others, but to the Rat Man, it is like a fish in water.

The root system of thatch can provide the Ratman with food, and the leaves can also help the Ratman stop the enemy from chasing and killing them. All along, this group of Ratman has lived here in peace and stability, and the population has steadily increased, reaching as many as three hundred.

The huge thatched grass plain has always allowed the Ratmen to live in peace and stability without worrying too much about the attack of foreign enemies, but recently, the senior management of the Ratman tribe could not help but fall into a panic.

The Dragon's Nest tribe swept across the nearby orc tribes, and it was impossible for the Ratmen to ignore them, and it was precisely because of this that the Ratmen fell into panic.

One after another the tribes were mopped up and destroyed, thick smoke from the flames rose into the sky, and the settlement where the tribes were located was reduced to a mess of ruins. Lines of orcs were tied up with ropes and captured, and they walked in a line towards the distance.

And those "thugs" rejoiced, reducing the remaining traces to ashes.

What happened to the orcs after they were captured? Even though these ratmen hadn't experienced it personally, they still knew clearly that it was definitely a difficult situation.

"What should we do? Another tribe was attacked and wiped out by those thugs. I saw Hada and the others captured with my own eyes. Are we just sitting here and doing nothing?"

In the center of the thatched grass plain, under the built grass nest, a rat man was walking around, panicked, his face full of horror.

"What do you say if this is not the case? The strength of those thugs is beyond our ability to resist. Do you want to go out and fight them!"

"I didn't mean that, at least we should deal with it."

"Don't be afraid, with the protection of the great beast god, those thugs cannot attack."

The entire huge thatch plain is the innate barrier for the Ratmen. During the development of the Ratman tribe, it has blocked the invasion of many natural enemies. Therefore, although some Ratmen are afraid of the actions of the Dragon Nest Tribe, they are not afraid of it. Too scary.

"But I heard that the leader of that group of thieves and thugs is a dragon. In front of a dragon, even the gift of His Majesty the orcs can't resist it!"

The central house of the entire Ratmen Tribe immediately fell into a panic. The Ratmen were chattering and panicking.

"All right!"

At this moment, the Rat Man Priest sitting above gave the man-tall scepter in his hand with a red crystal scepter embedded in it, and the orcs below immediately fell silent.

The Rat Man Priest looked around, coughed lightly, and said slowly:
"The giant dragon family is indeed a race that bears the favor of the heavens. It is powerful, but it is just a young dragon that has not yet grown up, and we are so bad. Not to mention that we are favored by the beast god, it is the dragon in my hand. The holy vessel is enough for that young dragon to eat a pot."

The ratman priest shook the scepter in his hand, and the red crystal on the top immediately flashed a dark red light, as if the demon god hiding in the abyss glanced at them, making all the ratmen tremble. Such as awn on the back.

"Your Majesty the Beast God bless you, thank you for your kindness"

The rat people hurriedly bowed their heads and sang praises.

Seeing this, the Ratman Priest maintained a detached appearance, but secretly proud of himself without a trace in his heart.

In fact, the reason why he was able to become a priest of the Ratman was that he obtained a piece of red crystal in some unknown ruins, and he was able to summon a fireball from it to perform miracles, thereby surpassing these tribesmen. It's just a sacrifice to the Ratman.

He doesn't know all the abilities that a real orc priest can master, such as medical treatment, communication with gods, mastering spells, etc.

It is precisely because of this that the ratman priest is actually quite afraid of the blue young dragon flying across the sky from time to time, but thinking that the ratmen are active under the thatch plain, the dragon may not be able to find them. Comfort shouldn't be a problem.

Following the worship of the rat people in front of him, the sacrifice of the rat people also raised a sense of pride.

"Little young dragon, if you dare to invade our territory, I will definitely make them look good!"

The rat man's sacrificial tone was full of majesty, and his voice was resounding.

At the same time, a wave of magic power visible to the naked eye turned into ripples and swept away in all directions. Inside the red crystal on the scepter, dark red light flowed like lava, condensing in the center, and the temperature of the entire space It has increased by a few points, as if it will spit out a scorching flame in the next moment, swallowing everything in front of it.

With the scepter in his hand in a half-energized state, the orc priest's confidence also increased greatly.

Yes, with the Hallows in hand,

Plus there are so many of the same race, just small dragons, what is there to be afraid of!

The orc priest spoke in such a tone that he seemed to believe it, loudly.

But the next moment,
Boom! ! !

There was a sudden bump on the ground, as if an angry dragon turned over, and the rats in the room almost fell to the ground.

"earthquake?"

The Rats were terrified,
Whoa!
Suddenly, a torrent visible to the naked eye swept down from the sky, and the whole thatched house seemed to be instantly involved in a twelfth-level storm, crumbling.

The next moment, two ferocious scale-armored giant claws suddenly fell down, tearing through layers of thick thatch, tearing the entire roof apart like pieces of paper.

The entire roof was blown off inch by inch under an overwhelming force, and the thatch was swept up by the air current, like dark clouds covering the sky and the sun.

"This!!!"

The Ratman looked up in horror, and was stunned by this terrible scene. The Ratman Priest's mind went blank and he lost the ability to speak.

"a bunch of little mice"

But at this time, a grand and majestic voice sounded from the void.

On the bare roof, a huge hideous head protruded from the sky, looking down on all of them.

"I seemed to feel the fluctuation of magic power just now, is it you, little mice?"

In the ancient and strict voice, the pair of bloody eyes swept over all the frozen ratmen, and finally focused on the red crystal on the scepter in the hands of the ratman priest.

　emm recommends it, Sanjiang is hopeless, it seems that after it is put on the shelves, I can only eat bran swallowed vegetables, and I will eat salted radish with rice.

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(End of this chapter)