Not Just One Tribe's Problem: Cave Lizardmen? Secret Peeping

The oldest Priest, Lizardman, spoke, Dispel some of the oppressive atmosphere in the wooden house.

Xia Siliu Xiaxia remained silent. He knew that even as the clan leader, in this special situation, it would be easier for the Council of Elders ' high Priest to speak up and calm people down.

"Okay, everything's settled."

A black-skinned Lizardman Warrior sitting in the corner of the wooden hut subconsciously looked up and stammered, "There are 50 people who fled from the Little Fang Tribe."

"Among them were 30 female Lizardman, 15 children, and five older male Lizardman."

"People fleeing from the Dragon Fang Tribe are being received gradually, but statistics are not yet available."

The Lizardman Warrior was a little nervous at first, but as he spoke, he became more and more fluent, and even his tone became more excited.

The Lizardman present naturally knew the reason.

Those who came as refugees were mostly Female Lizardman from two major tribes; male Lizardman were extremely rare.

This was a good thing to ordinary Lizardman, but to everyone else, it conveyed a very terrifying message.

"This is not normal," the hunting Lizardman said in a rough, booming voice.

This is definitely not normal!

Salius Xiaxia shifted his thighs slightly as he sat cross-legged on the ground. The scales collided with the weapon hanging at his waist, producing a soft "crack" sound. A cold sensation came over him, causing him to pause in his act of speaking and suppress the irritation in his heart.

It was a pale weapon, emitting a faint glow, like a combination of a sharp blade and a trident; it was none other than the "Frost Fang," the most precious treasure of their lizard race.

"In either case, women and children are always the most vulnerable to being killed."

As the clan leader, Shasilu Shasha braced himself against the ground with his thick tail, straightened his upper body, and paused briefly before saying, "At least the stronger Lizardman Warrior should have been able to escape more easily, but they didn't!"

"They really went easy on us—"

When it comes to the phrase "show mercy,"...

Xia Siliu Xiaxia clenched her fists, feeling both angry and a strange chill rising from the depths of her heart.

Judging from the current situation, all the Lizardman Warrior from the two tribes should have been killed in battle, and there is only one possibility for this strange situation.

That mysterious human was even stronger than described in the intelligence reports; his precision was such that not a single Lizardman Warrior escaped.

So much so that they took pity on the vulnerable women and children and spared them.

Demonstrating strength?

Or do you simply not care?

Whatever it is, it's not good news for them.

"The opponent should be a Third-Tier Magic spellcaster. They can summon two Angel monsters at once," a Priest- Lizardman added, his voice trembling.

Among the Priest present, the strongest, the old Priest Lizardman, only possessed the strength of Second-Tier.

"Based on the information we have so far, the other side has only demonstrated this one ability; there are very likely other unknown methods they possess."

Another Priest- Lizardman spoke up, "In particular, the people of the Dragon Fang Tribe mentioned that their Warrior killed several Angel monsters in succession, but were still defeated by the constantly replenishing Angel monsters."

"It is speculated that the human possessed considerable magical power."

As information was released one after another, the panic among the crowd regarding the unknown diminished considerably.

The old Priest- Lizardman said softly, "After all, the opponent is only one person. Although Third-Tier Magic Caster is powerful, it's not impossible to deal with them."

"The Little Fang Tribe and the Dragon Fang Tribe collapsed quickly because they were attacked without intelligence. Now that we have intelligence on them, it won't be difficult to devise a countermeasure."

Having said that...

Before everyone could even rejoice, Salius Shasha, who had remained silent until now, suddenly asked, "Precisely because the opponent is only one person, is it possible that they are stronger than the information currently presented suggests?"

The atmosphere froze!

"This is none of your business, you traveler!" The burly hunting Lizardman glared at the other man and roared.

"I was just speculating," Salius Shasha said expressionlessly.

"So even if you're stronger, are you trying to run away?!" the hunting Lizardman glared at him.

"Are you an idiot? If the opponent is stronger, the current strategy probably won't work. We need to make better preparations."

"We need to notify both the Red Eye and Razor Tail tribes as well. We must ensure that the human is killed, and not allowed to escape due to negligence!"

Salius Xiaxia responded loudly.

"Enough!!"

The old Priest, Lizardman, looked at the two who were still arguing and shouted angrily.

The room fell silent.

"Chief, what's your opinion?" The old Priest, Lizardman, looked at Xia Siliu Xiaxia.

"Salyus is right. The enemy is only one person, and if he escapes, it will be a real disaster. We must make sure to eliminate him in one fell swoop."

Xia Siliu Xiaxia raised her head and said seriously, "This is not just a matter for our tribe."

As things were finalized...

The entire Green Claw Tribe mobilized, and two Lizardman squads headed towards the Red Eye Tribe and the Sharp Tail Tribe, respectively.

This situation involves the destruction of two major tribes. Even with the strained relations between the tribes, the tribal leaders know what to do in this predicament.

Meanwhile, the Green Claw Tribe Warrior all its Lizardman to maintain vigilance day and night to prevent a surprise attack from the human.

On the other hand, Hunting Squad was sent out cautiously to the destroyed Dragon Fang Tribe to gather information.

People from the three tribes began to gather.

Within this chaotic situation, the Green Claw Tribe...

A somewhat thin Lizardman, carrying a fish basket, occasionally greeted the Lizardman Warrior patrolling the street.

They walked out of the village.

Given the current situation, leaving the tribe is not a suitable option.

However!

For Lizardman prefer raw food and seek out fresh fish, obtaining food is a major issue.

Fortunately, the tribe was located near the lake.

The Lizardman quickly arrived at the nearby lake, and after quickly observing that there were no other Lizardman around, Lizardman jumped into the lake with a "plop".

The black figure swam swiftly in the lake, heading towards the deeper parts.

When the Lizardman swam out of the lake again, his once robust body began to shrink at a visible rate. The rough black scales on his forehead began to shrink, and sharp, spiky things began to emerge.

In the blink of an eye!

This Lizardman has shrunk to half its size; from a distance, it looks like a miniature version of the Lizardman.

No!

The other party was not Lizardman at all, but a rare Cave Lizardman living deep in the Upper Lake Region of Great Wetlands.

The pointed hairs on its head are proof of that.

The Cave Lizardman raised his long, thin hand with sharp nails, on which was a ring that emitted a dark, eerie light.

This is a magical item!

It was through these magical items that he was able to disguise himself as Lizardman and live in the other party's tribe.

"A bunch of simple-minded idiots. The Lower Lake Wetlands should be under our control."

The Cave Lizardman let out a low, hoarse Taunt, his eyes filled with a certain hope. He carefully surveyed his surroundings before quickly advancing into the depths of the Upper Lake.

Compared to the suitable and safe environment of the Lower Lake Wetlands, the Upper Lake Wetlands is home to a large number of dangerous monsters, as well as Frogman that he also finds equally annoying.

soon.

The Cave Lizardman passed by the vicinity of a Frogman's territory and immediately spotted the Frogman was about the same size as the Lizardman.

The other party was lazily lying in the mud, occasionally rolling around a few times. Not far away, there were several other Frogman doing the same thing. These Frogman had obviously also noticed the Cave Lizardman immediately, but after glancing at them, they lazily looked away, not caring at all.

"Hateful!"

The Cave Lizardman cursed inwardly, but acted with extreme caution as it quickly passed through the area, daring not to make contact with any of the Frogman.

Unlike the extremely xenophobic and rigid Lizardman, the Frogman are not xenophobic, and they do not show much hostility towards wild beasts, monsters, or other creatures that pass by.

Frogman friendly?

No!

These are a group of Lizardman.

These Frogman appear friendly, but in reality, their race has no concept of hierarchy, let alone friendship.

They're just not hungry right now!

Of course, this is on the premise that the creatures passing through their territory do not pose a threat; otherwise, these Frogman will also take crazy actions immediately.

Whether they are Lizardman or Frogman, Central City of the Cave Lizardman. They are so intelligent, yet they occupy the smallest territory.

The environment deep in the wetland jungle began to become more complex.

The Cave Lizardman, on the other hand, moved swiftly and skillfully, soon arriving at a place covered in strange vines and moss, hidden in a light, thick fog.

Located deep in the forest, in front of an abandoned castle about three stories high.

We've arrived!

The Cave Lizardman's face immediately showed a look of awe, and even his movements became cautious.

"Hehe, what did I see?"

"A cute little lizard."

Suddenly, a somewhat sinister and strange low laugh sounded from behind the Cave Lizardman.

There was clearly nothing behind him just now.

The thought flashed through the Cave Lizardman's mind, but his body moved even faster, immediately kneeling down and burying his head deeply.

"My great master, something has happened to the Lizardman."

"Oh, what happened?"

"Hope is something that I care about." The strange, coquettish laugh became ethereal.

The Cave Lizardman then recounted the events that had transpired.

"That's funny, get lost."

Upon hearing this...

The Cave Lizardman lowered his head, not daring to raise it at all, and quickly turned and left.

At the deep, dark gate of the ancient castle, a tall, slender figure appeared, but the shadow that fell to the ground split into two.

"Did you hear that?" came a strange, coquettish laugh.

"I'm not interested in this kind of boring stuff. You've already wasted too much of my time. I'd better hope the results will satisfy me soon."

A calm voice came from the third floor of the castle.

Click!

The rotten window was pushed open.

From the shadows emerged a man dressed in a black robe, with a hooked nose and a sinister face.

Humans!

It's probably unimaginable that humans exist deep within the Great Wetlands.

The debris and dust falling from the rotten window frame were directly repelled by the magical energy surging from the black-robed man.

I simply stood by the window.

An invisible pressure and magical force began to spread outwards, adding a sense of terror to the surrounding air.

"Angel? People from the Theocracy?"

"I hope this doesn't disrupt my plans." The hook-nosed mage's light brown pupils gazed into the depths of the jungle, a cold glint flashing in his eyes at the Dragon Fang Tribe.

Tang Zheng put down a scroll in his hand and rubbed his temples.

During this time, he had been studying the magical knowledge and skills passed down by the Lizardman, and fortunately, he had specially left behind a Priest Lizardman.

"Two days have passed. I wonder what the Lizardman have done?"

Tang Zheng straightened his back, stretched, and reached out to pat the head of the Barghest lying next to him.