MTL - Black Dragon Kingdom-Chapter 11 Bloodline Transformation Circle

  Chapter 11 Bloodline Transformation Circle

   Therefore, for the sake of my own and my son's life, "Murloc Warrior Secret Code - Kobold Edition" must not be monopolized.

Early the next morning, the three black dragons were still asleep. The kobold priest Ronnie Stam led the thirteen kobold warriors and the only kobold hero in the tribe into the swamp with a harpoon. Hunt for predatory fish.

  In the dim swamp, countless big trees grow out of the water, covering the sky and blocking out the sun, densely crowding out all the sunlight.

  The sun can only shine through the few remaining gaps in the swamp below.

  Kobold hero Ronnie Moore walked at the forefront with a harpoon in his hand, followed by thirteen kobold warriors.

The kobold warrior is a first-order creature, with infinite power, bloodthirsty and ferocious. In battle, he is not afraid of death, and after being injured, he will become mad like a wolf, and exchange his life with the enemy. In the world, there is an existence comparable to a first-order knight, the main force among kobolds, and one of the dragon's favorite arms.

The kobold hero is the advanced position of the kobold warrior. The life level can reach the second level, and there is a lot of strength at hand. It is tall and brave. Some powerful ones can grow up to three meters high, and ordinary ones are more than two meters five. The height is comparable to a heavy tank on the battlefield.

  A kobold hero plus thirteen kobold warriors and a kobold priest who can cast rage, is a small overlord even in the dark swamp.

  Now they join hands to deal with a group of ordinary carnivorous fish whose life level is not even the first level, it is really similar to massacre.

  In the swamp.

  A harpoon draws a graceful curve in the air.

   "Plop!"

  The muffled sound of wood piercing into the flesh sounded, and a carnivorous fish with a length of 1.3 meters was firmly nailed to the swamp.

   "Crash, blah, blah!"

  The carnivorous fish that were stared at in the swamp struggled desperately in the water, and the blood gradually stained the nearby swamp red.

  Kobold hero Ronnie Moore strode up to the crucified carnivorous fish, grabbed it casually, and dunked his sharp claws into the body of the carnivorous fish.

  The spear was drawn out, and Kobold hero Ronnie Moore weighed the fish and found it was okay.

   Satisfied, he put it into a small boat behind him, and saw the small boats, densely packed, and all kinds of carnivorous fish, almost filling the entire boat.

   "This fish is relatively large, and the meat is relatively fresh and tender. It should be dedicated to His Majesty the Dragon."

   Kobold hero Ronnie Moore smiled happily.

Since he was cast under the command of a giant dragon yesterday, the confusion in his mind has been swept away, and he is full of energy. Even finding his seven wives to do the job at night is more energetic than before, and his strength has greatly increased. .

  With no burden, and with three backers behind him, he is determined, and he no longer has to rack his brains to find ways to continue his race.

As long as you are like your predecessors, His Majesty the Dragon roars in any direction, grabs a big stick and rushes over, crushing all the enemies, and don't care about other things, just rush and use your brain. Really bad at it.

   Kobold priest Ronnie Stam sat on a small wooden boat, watching his hard-working men and his son who made him most satisfied, and kept counting the fish they caught.

   "It should be almost there, the flesh and blood of the bloodline transformation circle should be enough!"

"There are still too few strong ones. After working for almost a day, the seventeen small boats have not been filled. I don't know if such a small amount of food is enough for His Majesty to eat. I can't let His Majesty down. I have to speed up. "

  The sun was gradually setting in the sky, and the kobold priest Ronnie Stam returned to the tribe with a full harvest of fish.

   Night falls.

  On the shoal, there were more than 400 kobolds densely packed together, forming a quiet group.

  Seven huge bonfires were lit and burned blazingly, illuminating the entire shoal.

  At this time, Kobold Priest Ronnie Stam was standing on a stone slab, carefully carving a magic circle on the slate with a chisel.

  Accompanied by the clanging sound, it resounded throughout the kobold tribe.

  The 100 strongest kobolds selected were bathed in fish blood, and they were still stuffing fish into their mouths. They couldn't help but growl, suppressing the excitement in their hearts.

"You guys have encountered a good thing that gold coins are dropped from the sky. Decades ago, in order to become a kobold priest, I killed a second-level human knight on the battlefield, and only then did I get a first-level kobold priest." The inheritance from the human priest to the second-level kobold scholar."

   "It took a lot of effort!"

   "You are lucky, don't do anything, and the good stuff will come to you."

   "I still want this old bone to help you draw the magic circle, and you can eat it one by one."

   "Remember, everything today is a gift from His Majesty. If you get the benefits, if you dare to work hard for me, you will all be hanged."

  Kobold priest Ronnie Stam, while drawing the magic circle, quickly instilled the teachings of loyalty to this group of people who only knew how to eat.

The bonfires spread everywhere, and the fiery red light shrouded the entire swamp kobold tribe. The words of the kobold priest Ronnie Stam were not only like a scholar-like education, but also like a preacher who spread the doctrine, chanting about the gods. Special spells.

  Under this strange atmosphere, the kobolds bathed in fish blood and devoured fish raw, howled like wolves involuntarily.

   "Aww! Aww! Aww!"

  The dense barking of dogs is endless.

  A special atmosphere permeated, and in the invisible field of ordinary kobolds, dense magic power surged from all directions.

   At this moment, the kobold priest seems to have received some support, and the carving speed is faster, more precise, and more stable.

  The magic circle on the slate began to emit a sea-blue magic luster, and Kobold priest Ronnie Stam was bathed in magic power.

  The magic power in the body is growing rapidly. The magic power absorbed by the kobold priest inheritance, which originally belonged to ordinary inheritance, is gradually replaced by water attribute magic power.

  The seven or eight tons of fish meat placed around were quickly dried as if fast-forwarded at this time, and sea-blue energy and magic power gathered around Kobold Priest Ronnie Stam.

   Kobold Priest Ronnie Stam began to change greatly, layers of hair fell off his body, and black and blue fish scales gradually grew upwards from under his skin.

  His hands and feet also gradually grew frog-like membranes like murloc hands, and the fangs in his mouth grew wildly.

  (end of this chapter)