Rebirth of the Gnoll Warrior

In that dragon-slaying war, though a failure, it was still enough to be etched into the annals of human epics. Huozi had thought he was dead for sure.

At the start of the expedition, he had initially thought it was just another ordinary territorial invasion war. They had fought many such wars before, and even when encountering young dragons, they were confident they could put up a fight!

But the moment they faced that Red Dragon, Huozi felt his own insignificance for the first time.

With just a single dragon roar, the Goblins, who were originally used as cannon fodder to bear the brunt of the damage, collapsed instantly. Even he, his mind went blank for that instant, and he was thrown off his mount, a crazed giant lizard, nearly trampled to death by the panicked Goblins.

If it weren't for a certain belief supporting him, hacking down over a dozen Goblins with his blade, the Goblins then actively avoided him, and he managed to save his life.

However, when the Gnoll Warlord issued the order for him to act as bait, Huozi's heart sank to the bottom again. Thinking of his wife and cubs who lived near the Black Dragon's lair, thinking he would never see them again, Huozi felt as if his heart was being twisted with a knife.

But he could not disobey the Warlord's command. Once branded a deserter, he would not only be killed by the Warlord but, after the war, his wife and cubs would also be drowned.

Therefore, he chose to charge forward without hesitation.

In that instant, he felt like a moth flying into a volcano.

The Red Dragon merely swept a claw casually across the ground, and a sky full of shattered corpses and stones completely submerged him, his entire consciousness plunging into darkness.

At that moment, Huozi thought he was dead.

Until he regained consciousness, he found himself captured by a group of Slimes! Not just him, but all of his kin who hadn't died directly on the battlefield were captured.

It was a disgrace!

He had tried to commit suicide, but failed. Those Slimes and Koutao Fishmen were stronger than he had imagined. Wounded all over and utterly exhausted, he couldn't resist.

All the captured Gnolls were like him, their eyes vacant and numb, awaiting an even more tragic fate.

Would they be eaten by that Red Dragon? Or sold to a Mind Flayer city to become a Broodmother for Mind Flayer tadpoles? Or would their Brainstems be cut out to become mindless combat tools?

There was no way to know.

But soon he discovered that these Slimes not only didn't mistreat them, but they actually gathered a lot of herbs and Fluorescent Moss from somewhere. After fully mixing them within their bodies, they smeared the mucus, which resembled snot, onto their wounds.

Unexpectedly, it wasn't irritating, but rather exceptionally cool. But then, that damned Slime actually poured the remaining mucus into his mouth!

Ugh!

The taste, worse than shit, made him want to die.

But thanks to that pile of shit, he, who was on the verge of death, survived.

As long as he lived, there was still a glimmer of hope.

So, he waited for hope.

After a few glowing cycles of the Fluorescent Moss, the Red Dragon reappeared before them, expressing admiration for their bravery on the battlefield and asking if they had signed any contracts or anything with the Black Dragon.

Huozi shook his head in confusion. He didn't know what this Red Dragon wanted to scheme against his Master.

But he did know that his Master didn't seem to value them, the Gnolls without any extraordinary abilities. He had even given up on signing a contract with them, as it would require a large sum of wealth to be sacrificed to Evil Scale Tiamat. Instead, he had told them to move their tribe's dependents near his lair, claiming it would be easier to protect their wives and young.

It was laughable. That was clearly coercion!

If he defected on the battlefield, his family would pay the price!

This was the Black Dragon's self-proclaimed wisdom, just as Green Dragons liked to flaunt their cunning, and Red Dragons were obsessed with their ferocity.

The Red Dragon named Tibilus was clearly satisfied with this answer and loudly mocked their Master Kangerweian as an idiot.

Then the Red Dragon gave them two choices.

Either be eaten.

Or, under the witness of Justice Scale Landis, sign a master-servant contract, and without exposing the Red Dragon, sneak back into the Black Dragon's lair and take their tribal families to some place.

If he completed the mission and miraculously survived, he would be bestowed with favor and glory:

"A drop of Dragon Blood! And a corresponding transformation ritual to become a Dragonblood Gnoll!"

At that moment.

He felt as if his dormant heart was pounding!

At the same time, he saw the eyes of his kin, glowing red!

Such tempting conditions! Such trusted favor!

Compared to their former Master, the Black Dragon.

It was like the difference between clouds and mud!

Black Dragon? Pfft! You are just a foolish and despicable crawler!

Kangerweian! You wouldn't have expected this! I, Huozi, am back!

However, to Huozi's surprise, he had been prepared to fight to the death. He never expected that upon returning to his tribe, he would be met with an empty Black Dragon lair!

Huh? That coward! He was probably so scared by the great Master that he didn't dare to come back, right?

He didn't even take his treasure!

Huozi decided to go all the way. He rallied his tribe members to sweep clean all the treasure in the Black Dragon's lair. After a perilous but uneventful journey, they presented all the treasure to their new Master, the esteemed Red Dragon Tibilus!

At that moment, he could feel his new Master's terrifying laughter, which seemed to shake the cave, and sense his pure and surging joy.

So much so that there were even some minor flaws when he bestowed the Dragon Blood upon him.

He had originally only expected a drop of dragon blood promised by his Master.

Then he saw his Master bite down on his own claw and tear it open with a fierce rip!

Pfft!

Dragon blood poured down like a torrential rain, drenching him from head to toe, his mind a complete blank!

Then, in the next moment, he felt as if he had been thrown into lava.

Extreme pain! Pain so intense he might pass out at any moment.

At this time, he seemed to hear his Master's voice:

"First time drawing blood, so I didn't have much experience. I drew a bit too much. Hold on, my warrior. Endure it, and you will be the first Gnoll Warrior under my command! You will lead the Gnoll tribe to conquer the Underdark for me, strike down my enemies, and whip my allies. Ah ha, I can't wait to see what kind of expression Kangerweian will have when he faces me next time.

"Hmm, but that should be a long time from now. Before that, I need a period of slumber. And you, your most important task at this stage is to survive, and then take your people to mine for me!

"Little Wolf Cubs, don't be dejected, don't despair. It's just mining, right? Let me tell you, if you mine for me peacefully for ten years, I can let your brothers who have lost limbs return to the battlefield. At that time, you will only become stronger and more resilient!

"This is my promise to you, Tibilus! Be fortunate! Rejoice! Prepare to embrace your new life!"

As the Red Dragon's voice gradually faded, Huozi's consciousness also sank into darkness.

When Huozi woke up again, the first thing he felt was a surge of power that felt like it would burst out of his body at any moment!

And what he saw were the envious and fervent gazes of his Tribe Members, and the boundless hope that erupted from their hearts due to the promise of Lord Tibilus.

"Mining? It doesn't seem so bad."

Huozi clenched his fist forcefully, making a crisp sound, then he grinned widely, revealing a mouth full of fangs:

"Let's go! Brothers! We're going down the mine!"

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