MTL - Lord, I’m A Lizardman-Chapter 15 , are illiterate

"Well, I'll wait for Sanscale to come over and talk about the situation of the frogmen in the black mud swamp."

"I don't know if the frogmen in the black mud swamp are dead, or whether there is a new superhuman frogman born."

An Mubai nodded, glanced outside the door of the thatched cottage, and then looked at his own data information system panel.

In the role of the supernatural power, the two low-level potions, the Dragonscale Vine, had been completely digested by him at this time, so there were some changes on his current personal data system panel.

"I am the great lord"

"Owner: An Mubai (Black Dragon

"Race: Lizardmen (Dark Iron Race

"Level: Level 10 (Extraordinary

"Physique: 15"

"Agility: 12"

"Soul: 9"

……

"In addition to the fact that the soul has not changed, the physique and agility have increased a lot. In addition, after activating the body, the body value will be improved in all aspects, and the poison contained in the claws."

"Even the old frogman in the black mud swamp has not regressed in strength over the years, and he can completely rival him."

An Mubai whispered in his heart, the activation of the supernatural ability of the body can enhance his physical fitness by 10% in an all-round way.

Although it wasn't very strong, the recovery of his injuries was strengthened, and the activated poison in his minions made An Mubai very confident that he could drag him to death, the old frogman of the frogmen clan in the black mud swamp.

The frogmen in the black mud swamp are also extraordinary frogmen with awakened blood, but they are already very old frogmen.

An Mubai didn't have too much worry in his heart. After all, with his body in the prime of life and his awakened bloodline power, he could completely use his body and split claws, the extraordinary abilities of these two bloodlines after awakening, and high-intensity combat. ten minutes.

And the old frogman in the black mud swamp has reached the limit of the lifespan of the extraordinary frogman and is about to die.

An Mubai felt that the only thing he needed to consider was the frogmen clan in the black mud swamp, and whether there were super-level frogmen with newly awakened bloodlines.

"Big Brother Heiyu!"

The figure of Sanscale walked in from outside the thatched hut, with a fierce aura that hadn't dissipated on his body. Looking at him, he saw the fierce teeth standing outside the thatched hut who did not come in, and a few people in Grayscale.

Each of them has a lot of injuries.

"Well, is the matter settled?"

"How about the frogmen on the other side of the black mud swamp?"

An Mubai looked at Lie Teeth outside the house, Grayscale gave a few glances, and asked Sanscale with a calm expression on his face.

"Patriarch, it has been dealt with."

Sanlin looked at the toe of the car, Sawscale, and Tiefang in the thatched hut. He put his right hand in front of his chest and bowed to An Mubai, and then spoke.

"There are many frogmen in the black mud swamp, more than before. Frogmen can be seen everywhere in the entire black mud swamp, and they have begun to spread out."

"If we don't attack them tonight, it won't be long before we think about it, the frogmen in the black mud swamp may attack our shallow pit lizardmen."

"They dare, just rely on those weak frogmen to come to our shallow pit and see if I don't tear them alive."

The saw-scale face shouted with anger. He was angry. He could hear that the frogmen in the black mud swamp, who had been attacked by the shallow pit lizardmen, dared to attack their shallow pit lizardmen.

Even the car toe and Tie Ya are now full of anger and bloodthirsty eyes. It seems that as long as An Mubai says a word, he will immediately take the shallow pit lizardmen to kill the frogmen in the black mud swamp. .

They have no heart to wait for dark.

"A lot, it has begun to spread outward."

An Mubai frowned slightly. No race in the Wanye Mountain Range would easily expand its own ethnic group, because this would most likely directly lead to the rupture of their own race due to food or other reasons.

Although the frogmen can give birth, they will not easily expand the number of their own groups. Eating eggs and eating frogmen's cubs is a means for the frogmen to control the number of their own groups and increase them on a large scale.

"Could it be that in the black mud swamp frogmen, a new extraordinary frogman was born, or the old frogman died."

An Mubai pondered in his heart, and looked at Sanscale.

"How many frogmen are spreading in the black mud swamp? Is it an orderly spread or a disorderly spread?"

The expression on San Scale's face was stunned for a moment, and some did not understand An Mubai's words. After a while, he spoke.

"Many, many, more than all the lizardmen in our shallow pit, everywhere, but they all look like inferior frogmen."

"Black... Patriarch, what is orderly and disorderly diffusion?"

Sanlin looked at An Mubai blankly.

The three superior lizardmen, Che Toe, Iron Fang, and Saw Scale, also looked at An Mubai with dazed expressions.

"I almost forgot, although the lizardmen are wise, but among all human-like races, wisdom is a low-level intelligent race."

"And they don't have any cultural education. They are all illiterate. They don't even know how to count. More than ten is a lot, a lot, a lot."

"I asked myself how many frogmen were in the Three-Scaled Black Mud Swamp, and how could he come up with an answer? It seems that the popularization of culture and education must also be mentioned in the development of the shallow pit lizard people."

An Mubai looked at the toes of the car in the thatched cottage, the three big and the small, and their eyes filled with confusion, and the brows on the thin scales grew even tighter.

The sturdy lizard tail swayed behind him, and the golden vertical pupils sighed softly before speaking.

"It's alright, since the frogmen in the black mud swamp have begun to spread, Che Toe, Iron Fang, go and gather all the adult lizardmen in the clan."

"Three Scales, you left Grayscale and Fierce Tooth to take care of the cubs in the clan, and together with Sawscale gathered 30 young adult female lizardmen from the clan, and then notified Bonescale and Flathorn that they were ready to fight."

"Yes, Patriarch!"

Toe, Iron Fang, and Sawscale stood up with grinning faces, bloodthirsty and excited expressions, and their previous confusion and confusion were gone.

"Yes, Big Brother Heiyu!"

Sanscale's face was also excited, and she bowed to An Mubai, and then followed the three of them out of the thatched cottage, as if one step later, the frogmen in the black mud swamp would disappear.

"I am so excited when I hear the battle. No wonder in the western fantasy novels of the previous life, the lizardmen are mostly in the evil and disorderly camp."

"There are so many frogmen in the black mud swamp, and they don't even go to check it out, and then think about whether they can beat it or not."

An Mubai whispered in his mouth, a strong two-meter tall body with bright black scales stood up, a sturdy lizard tail swayed behind him, and a bloodthirsty smile leaked out on his face.

This whisper was what he said to himself.

An Mubai felt the blood in his body boiling, excited and cheering for the upcoming slaughter.

It is not because of hearing that there are more frogmen in the black mud swamp than the lizardmen in the shallow pits, and Sihao is afraid of fear.

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