Chapter 369 Obsidian Stick


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  Chapter 369: Obsidian Stick

  Caledor and his party stayed in Hesiota for a few days, during which time they conducted rigorous research on the social situation, cultural customs, and military distribution of the lizard people.

  Finally, I came to the conclusion that except for the skink lizards, which are somewhat cunning, the other two cold-blooded creatures that can be seen have almost zero intelligence.

  Thoreaus can only understand simple orders issued by his superiors, and they are all military-related, such as attack, charge, cover and other military instructions. As for life, he can only leave it to the Skink.

  As for those monitor lizards named Cora Sigur, it can only be said that their IQs are really worrying. The monitor lizard guards guarding the skink priests can still have some IQs as they grow older, and there are no cards. Ledo and his party remained hostile.

  As for those monitor lizards who are usually mainly responsible for physical labor, basically as long as a group of people appears in their field of vision, without the instructions of their fellow skink lizards, they will not hesitate to open their huge mouths full of fangs and rush forward waving stone pillars.

  The emergence of this situation made Imrik realize something, and his thoughts about the lizard people also changed.

  I originally thought that after Master Ma, as the leader, issued the order, these monitor lizards would not be prone to attack. However, this order may be just a vague consciousness, which may not be understood in the monitor lizard's mind.

  This shows that the giant lizard has self-awareness, but the level is too low to understand Slan's orders, and it only relies on the command of its friends to complete its actions.

  But this kind of spiritual network does exist. Slann can give orders to the lizard people, but he can't change their nature. This is a race like hive mind. The subordinates can feel the orders of their superiors and obey them unconditionally, but they can't. The nature of changing settings.

  Even Master Ma cannot accurately instruct every lizardman to understand its meaning, nor can he completely control every one. There is a vacant position at the top of this hive mind, and that is the ancient saint.

  Only the Old Ones can reverse the Lizardmen's will and nature, and make them obey them completely.

  In this way, the appearance of the red-crowned skinks in Tehenhoin is a bit interesting...

  After all, I learned from the friend priest that almost every skink affected by Sotek will be more violent and bloodthirsty than before. , and the Lizardmen, as killing machines created by the Ancient Saints, could hardly have an impact even with Chaos.

  Maybe Sotek is one of the Ancient Saints, but his name is not legitimate, and he is significantly different from the other Ancient Saints.

  After the exchange with Minas Nir came to an end, Imric looked out from this quaint but luxurious lizard-like building and saw Davian competing with an ancient blood warrior in the square.

  The battle between the two sides seemed very fierce, and it looked like an endless battle. In the lizard man's understanding, there were only two outcomes in the battle, death of oneself, or death of the enemy. There was no such idea of ​​spar.

  Although this kind of endless fighting is not in line with the exchanges between the two forces that have just formed a preliminary alliance, it is actually Imric's deliberate instigation. After all, if you want to sell equipment, you have to give the lizard people some ideas.

  Davian in the square was using a big halberd sent from the colony and was constantly fighting with the ancient blood warriors. At this time, he somewhat understood some of the problems the prince encountered at that time.

  Lizardmen's perception is a little slow, and the cold-blooded reaction nerves make it difficult for them to quickly parry their own attacks, but their strength and tenacity are indeed extremely rare.

  The square paved with yellow stone bricks was full of traces of the fight between the two. The ancient blood warrior used a bronze leather shield to block a swing of Davian's halberd, and then smashed the obsidian stick down with all his strength. The elf turned sideways to avoid the ancient blood warrior's fierce attack. The masonry smashed by the obsidian stick immediately turned into flying fragments, and the half-meter-square ground almost turned into powder.

  Davian, who was hit by gravel on the dragon armor, nodded secretly. He just wanted to try the power of the ancient blood warrior first. The elf is not good at strength, but as a reckless man like the prince, he will not be good at strength. Less than half as good.

  When the ancient blood warrior attacked again, Davian did not choose to dodge, but hit the fragile part of the obsidian stick with his halberd.

  As one of the most peculiar substances in nature, obsidian can not only be used as a weapon that can be extremely deadly if crudely processed, but it also contains some magic power inside and is a good conductor of magical winds.

  But there are also disadvantages. While it is sharp enough, it lacks the ductility of metal, which means that every time it attacks a solid object, some places will be worn, and the impact is irreversible.

  The lizard people have not had a progressive civilization for thousands of years, resulting in very backward smelting technology. The reason for using gold as an information carrier is not because of the preciousness of the information, but because gold has a low melting point, is easy to shape, and is not easily corroded in the humid environment of the rainforest. .

  But just like the strange technology of the lizardfolk, the materials most used by other races to cast spells often become extremely deadly after passing through the hands of skink craftsmen.

  After all, in a fantasy world, a kind of rock is sharper than metal and quite tough. As well as the feature that lizard people need most - easy to process, it can logically become an invincible killing weapon in the hands of lizard people, which is the basis for the big plan. The enemy brings destruction.

  The halberd gradually knocked down the spikes on the obsidian stick, and the bronze fixing the stick body began to deform. This made the ancient blood warrior start to become a little anxious. Years of fighting career told him that if the weapons are damaged, then there is no hope of victory. .

  Davian, on the other hand, is well aware of the thoughts of the ancient blood warriors. Their physiques far surpass those of mortals, their fighting instincts of beasts, and their fighting style without fear of death. This is his impression of the lizard men.

  But these equipment made of gold, bronze, and obsidian are a bit worrying, and they are a complete waste of the talent of this war race.

  This is a race with huge differences in the upper and lower limits of civilization. The most sophisticated weapons can emit magic rays from the sky and become a mobile siege magic locator, while the most common weapons are just obsidian tied with wooden sticks to make A crude tool called a weapon.

  In a fierce attack, Davian used all his strength and collided hard with the obsidian club of the ancient blood warrior.

  The halberd made of meteorite, which is the core secret of the Vaal Anvil, was shattered under Davian's thoughtful operation into the obsidian weapons carefully crafted by Skink craftsmen and blessed by Skink sacrifices.

  The obsidian turned into tiny fragments made a clanging sound like broken glass, and glowed with brilliant white light after being illuminated by the sunlight. In the hand of the ancient blood warrior, there was only a twisted and deformed long bronze stick.

  The ancient blood warrior whose weapon was shattered did not attack Davian with his body. He could still understand what the Skink Priest said. It's just to test whether the weapon works well, not to fight to the death in a meaningful way, although the ancient blood warrior doesn't mind killing the elf kid in front of him.

  "Hot-blooded species, weapons, war." The ancient blood warrior conveyed simple and incoherent words to Davian, and what greeted him was a halberd with only a slight wear on the edge.

  "We still have a lot of good things like this." Davian was quite seductive, using magic to simulate the lizard man's vocal organ, and told what the prince told him.

  (End of chapter)
 

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