Starting from the Dragon Tribe

After finishing the meal, the village chief first expressed his gratitude to Chu Zihang and others, and then said something to the young woman and asked her to take Felice out.

Phyllis just walked out of the door, ran back, carefully picked a petal from the poppy flower, and handed it to Chu Zihang: "Thank you, brother, for the delicious food."

Then he trotted out with a red face.

"I said, isn't this the can I took out?"

Fingel arched Lu Chen's elbow and whispered, he was a little confused.

"Brother Fingel, you must know that under certain circumstances, you have no human rights."

Lu Chen felt a little funny and glanced at Chu Zihang, who was also a little confused.

At this moment, the village chief interrupted the laughter exchange between several people, and he said in a low voice: "You didn't enter this place by mistake, right?"

Suddenly, the atmosphere in the room became serious.

Lu Chen and others looked at each other, and finally the village chief continued to speak, pointing at Fingel and saying, "You can't all come from the Eastern Divine Land. He is different from you."

Fingel is a Caucasian, obviously not like Lu Chen and the others.

"We have indeed heard the legends of this place and came here to look for it."

Chu Zihang replied.

The village chief waved his hand and whispered: "Don't be nervous, everyone. I have long thought that such a day would come. Since the return of the gods a few days ago, some things have become different."

"God? Has He ever appeared in the village?"

After Chu Zihang translated, he continued to ask.

The village chief recalled: "About ten days ago, a strange oriental man came here like you. At that time, it also caused quite a stir in the village. The man also looked very frightened and confused. He was still at the head of the village. That family stayed there for a few days.”

After Chu Zihang translated the village chief's words, he did not continue to ask questions. Although he didn't know why, the village chief seemed to want to tell them the whole thing.

"The man was frightened at first and his mood was very unstable, but then he calmed down. Although he didn't understand our language, he was very happy to get along with everyone...until the divine envoy came to the divine city."

"The divine envoy knelt respectfully in front of the man, frightening the man to death, but then the divine envoy took out an orb wrapped in cyan mist and placed it in the man's hand. The man stood there for a long time, and then ordered The suffocating power came from him, and the villagers couldn't control themselves. They knelt down and kowtowed. Giant dragons flew in the sky, and distant bells rang out from the Bronze City, like a grand tribute."

"The envoy of the god knelt down and raised his hands and shouted... to welcome the king's return. The god has returned to the warm land."

The village chief narrated something shocking. After Chu Zihang translated it, Lu Chen and others felt uneasy.

It turns out that Ronald Tang did not come to offer a sword to the king. This was not a soldier returning to the army, but the king returning to his throne!

But this is not the main focus of Lu Chen and others. What they are curious about is why the village chief wants to tell them this?

"Travelers, you came here intentionally, and you don't just want to explore. You..."

The village chief looked at Lu Chen and the others and said shockingly: "...they are here to kill the gods."

"Old man, have you misunderstood something?"

Chu Zihang thought this was a test by the other party.

The village chief shook his head and said with a smile: "Although I am old, I am not stupid yet. Why do you think the villagers were so nervous at first? Look at yourselves again. Does this look like an explorer?"

After Chu Zihang translated, Lu Chen and others were a little embarrassed. This was indeed a low-end dazzle.

Chu Zihang had Murasame on his waist, not to mention Fingel and Shutoku Mai, but Lu Chen had two long knives on his body, and a dragon-slaying weapon as tall as a person on his back. It's a good thing.

"Then old sir, since you know our purpose, why do you entertain us so warmly?"

Lu Chen asked Chu Zihang to help explain.

"Because... I also want to kill God."

The village chief's old eyes lit up with a faint golden light. It was not because his bloodline was not high, but because under the influence of the discipline field, it was very difficult to ignite the golden pupils. He could ignite the golden pupils, It has been shown that he is at least a hybrid of A-level blood.

Lu Chen and others were silent for a while after hearing this, and then asked, "Can I ask why?"

They wanted to slay the dragon because of the secret party's "mission", while Lu Chen wanted to find a powerful opponent to kill him and complete the main mission.

But the Inuit people in this warm countryside seem to be living a good life, avoiding the severe cold outside. Shouldn't they be grateful to God?

"What do you think of this place? Everyone has food and clothing? The house is open at night?"

The village chief asked back expressionlessly. Seeing that several young people did not answer, he continued: "These are all illusions. Didn't you notice something weird about this village on the way here?"

Chu Zihang pondered for a moment and said: "There are too few women and the population is too small."

Yes, during the meal just now, they also learned about some of the conditions here. They learned that there is a vast land behind Bronze City. The land is fertile. If you work hard in farming, you can definitely ensure food and clothing. But there are only more than a thousand people here. people.

According to the population value-added model and the production capacity of this place, after so many years, there should be hundreds of thousands of people, which is normal.

"Yes, God has given us gifts, but he does not ask for anything in return. This is not only the warm home that everyone longs for in an extremely cold place, but it is also our prison. It is like humiliation for us to be kept here in captivity... livestock."

The village chief spoke faster and faster, and the look on his old face became more ferocious, and in the end he was gritting his teeth.

After Chu Zihang translated, Fingel was also a little confused, "It sounds weird, do dragons still eat people?"

Naturally, the village chief couldn't understand the bad words he said, but Lu Chen and the others did. Although Fingel's words were a bit unserious, they probably hit the point.

If it is not because of natural factors that limit the population, then it is only possible that the dragon clan in the Bronze City is deliberately controlling the population. As for whether it is cannibalism, it is hard to say.

The village chief continued in a low voice: "Every year in the sacred city, two girls from the village are selected as sacrifices, and after the girls in our village are born, they are engraved with numbers for the gods to randomly select. .”

"What exactly is a divine messenger? Is it humanoid?"

Chu Zihang asked questions that everyone was concerned about.

"No, it's a monster with a snake head and human body. The angel is very powerful. People here can't bear the heart of disobedience. The child was taken away, so they can only reluctantly forget about it, give birth to another child, and pray for the next one. It’s a boy, but boys also have a hard life, because few boys can find a wife.”

The village chief explained and continued: "There are very few girls here who are lucky enough to live to adulthood. Every girl who lives to adulthood will receive blessings from everyone and be sought after by the boys in the village, so there are people on the road. So many people smile warmly at you.”

The village chief's last words were to Mai Shutoku, but she herself had not realized it before. In her opinion, as long as she showed up, men would behave like this wherever she went in public.

"Oh, now I understand why the Inuit people launched a rebellion in the past. If anyone else steals my daughter, I can't bear it!"

Fingel suddenly said, and he estimated that the reason for the current small population was also due to the fact that the dragon clan in the Bronze City was worried about another rebellion.

After all, they are raising pigs, and farmers also know that breeding more and eating them will have less impact on the total number.

"Is this the Dragon Clan?"

Lu Chen sneered and said, it seemed that he didn't know enough about this race. The previous textbooks described how cruel the dragon race was and how they enslaved people like livestock, but he didn't have any real understanding of it.

On the contrary, after fighting against a few people, I felt that the Dragon Clan was quite pure. It seemed that he had overgeneralized everything.

"Junior Brother Lu, do you understand that the Dragon Clan despises hybrids and considers them to be despicable pigs, but just like people hate pig offal, but will eat pork, of course, they should not be eaten as food, and it is certainly not the case when choosing sacrifices. Randomly, but choosing the ones that are good for them to condense their dragon bodies."

After saying that, she glanced at Chu Zihang and said to herself that just like Chu Zihang devouring those giant pythons, being a dragon would complete the strength and condense the dragon body.

"Isn't it just because of this that you have the idea of ​​resisting? Is it because of your granddaughter Phyllis?"

Chu Zihang asked. The village chief seemed to be quite old. He should have seen many separations and separations over the years, but the other party couldn't bear it now.

He guessed that this time it was Shencheng who had touched the village chief's reverse scale.

But the village chief nodded and shook his head, leaving Chu Zihang and others confused.

"Phyllis has indeed been chosen, but this time it's not just Felice. The city of God is going to conduct an unprecedented sacrifice. The time is tomorrow. The God's envoy informed me about this and asked me to select five hundred villagers to enter the city. This is Take our lives!"

The village chief's words made Lu Chen and others think deeply.

The Inuit people outside were "happy" going about their daily work, farming, eating, talking and laughing, but little did they know that they were already on the death list.

"Five hundred people... This Dragon King has quite a big appetite."

Lu Chen sneered.

"It should be that building a dragon body requires a lot of biological energy. The flesh and blood of his hybrid species are excellent nutrients."

Mai Shutoku analyzed.

"It seems that we came by chance. It's not too late. If we come back after tomorrow, we may face the complete Dragon King."

Fingel said thankfully.

At this time, the village chief continued to speak, "I ask again, are you here to kill the gods?"

After being translated by Chu Zihang, Lu Chen smiled and said, "Senior Brother Fingel, I'm feeling guilty. This is an NPC issuing a mission to us."

"Then what do you say, junior brother?"

Fingel laughed.

"What else can I say? As a top player in the game, how can I not accept a difficult task?"

Lu Chen stood up and asked Chu Zihang to help: "Tell us how many dragons there are in the Bronze City. Once the information is ready, we will set off."

Then he walked out of the door. He didn't understand it anyway, so he could just wait until Chu Zihang finished asking and tell him.

After standing outside the door for a while, he saw Phyllis running over. At this time, Phyllis was holding a small ice jar in her hand, her face flushed from exercise.

"Big brother, help me give it to that good-looking big brother."

Phyllis raised the small ice jar, which was filled with golden wine. It was one of the most luxurious items in the village and was left to her by her father before his death.

These people entertained them, and Phyllis thought it was necessary to give them something good in return.

Lu Chen was about to say that he didn't understand what the other party was saying, but at this moment, some commotion broke out in the village.

He looked far away and saw the crowd at the head of the village standing respectfully on both sides after the commotion. A creature with the head of a snake and a body in robes walked through the crowd, pointing along the way, as if selecting goods. There was no Inuit. People dared to look at him.

The snake man was walking all the way, and his target seemed to be the village chief's home. Felice was a little scared, and grabbed Lu Chen's clothes and stepped back.

Until the snake man walked to the village chief's house, a pair of golden eyes showed a little surprise. He looked at this oriental boy who was obviously an outsider, and he was confused.

Could it be that the king's return and recent rituals have destabilized the Nibelungs?

Or was it because of a coincidence in the predicted days that outsiders entered the Nibelungs at a special time?

Lu Chen watched with interest as the snake man pointed at Felice and said something. The other person looked up at him again and muttered.

The snake man glanced at the Tang Hengdao on Lu Chen's waist, thinking that maybe the other party didn't understand what he said, so he changed to ancient Chinese and said: "Foreigners, it will be your honor to enter the city with them this afternoon."

Lu Chen showed a "surprised" look, thinking that this was still a cultural snake, but recently, oh, no, I have always hated snakes.

At this time, the village chief and Chu Zihang also came out. The village chief looked even more nervous, thinking, could it be possible that I was discovered before I even "rioted"?

"Dear envoy of the gods, didn't you say that there will be sacrifices tomorrow?"

The village chief asked anxiously.

"The sacrifice is tomorrow, but we have to enter the city today."

The snake man replied, looking at the people around the village chief strangely, why are there so many outsiders?

However, he is a third-generation dragon and a dragon who has met the king before. He is not worried about what the foreign hybrids can do. "You will also enter the city together."

Lu Chen smiled, Chu Zihang's mouth twitched, Fingel laughed wildly behind Lu Chen, and Jiude Mai looked at the snake figure as if he were looking at a dead snake.

"Why don't you answer?"

The snake man's eyes are cold. He represents the majesty of the king. How dare the humble hybrid race disobey the king's will? They should feel honored by the king's nirvana.

The next moment, the air became cooler. In the shocked eyes of the village chief and many Inuit people, snowflakes fell like cherry blossoms, and the snake head rolled to the ground.

Mai Shutoku covered Felice's eyes thoughtfully.

"Are you worthy enough to talk to me?"

Lu Chen sheathed his sword, wasn't he just a third-generation species? He didn't need any words and spirits, it was just a matter of one sword.

He pointed at the body of the snake man on the ground, "Is there such a fool among the pure-blooded dragons? He is ordering others to die. Why does he think everyone should listen to him?"

As he said that, he took the ice jar in Felice's hand, opened it, drank it all in one gulp, and smiled, "Good wine, this is the advance payment for the mission."