Sign In The Big Evil Dragon

Chapter 12 New Harvest

“The stuff in the totem looks pretty awesome.”

As the spirit body of the orc shaman was swallowed by the black dragon, Otto’s consciousness returned to reality again.

“tasty!”

“Eat a raw person, I’m sorry…”

The little black dragon muttered, without a half-sorry expression on his face. When he remembered the shaman’s last words, he couldn’t help but crack a strange smile.

“Hehehe, what a stupid orc shaman! I’ll fly away later, can you still find me?”

Thinking of this, the little black dragon hurriedly spit out the totem statue in his mouth to the ground, stretched out his little paw and pulled it a few times, wanting to see if this thing could be reused.

However, after only a few touches, the wolf-tooth sculpture turned into powder and dissipated in the air.

“It’s a pity, it’s just a one-time item!”

The little black dragon smashed his mouth, as if he was still aftertaste of the shaman.

Suddenly, a faint green light flashed on Otto.

“I seem to have another strange ability.”

“Aura of Wisdom?”

Otto took a look at the effect and found that it was not right. To be precise, it should be a mental aura.

Spiritual Aura: It can increase part of the mental resistance and cancel the influence of the red moon chaos in a short time.

“Hey…Another auxiliary halo ability. If this continues, my black dragon will almost be unable to do it anymore.”

Otto sighed, looked down at the black dragon scales on his body, and began to doubt Longsheng.

“It seems that I must have the blood of the Golden Dragon. Or, think of a way to get a golden skin, and then pretend to be a Sacred Golden Dragon of an orderly and kind camp?”

Just when Otto was depressed, a strong message suddenly rushed into his mind.

“what!”

Otto let out a scream and suddenly felt a little dizzy.

“Damn, the battle in this spiritual space is too dangerous, right?”

After a strong mental shock, Otto felt that his entire dragon was empty…

It’s like being bullied and squeezed crazily for ten days and ten nights by a dozen strong female dragons.

“I feel so tired.”

Fortunately, the mental aura that had just appeared worked, and under the shining of the aura, his spirit gradually recovered within a short while.

He looked around and found that it was normal now and the sun temperature was pretty good. Most of the nearby snow was distributed on the mountainside and on the top of the mountain. Melted snow was flowing in the valley below the mountain, and both banks of the river were full of life. Vigorous green.

“Forget it, leave here first, find a place to rest and talk…”

He murmured a few words, and after calming down his mental will, he flapped his wings, chose to stay away from the orc tribe, and flew to the west.

The ground is full of weeds and thorns, and the little black dragon flies high in the sky staring wide-eyed, looking for food and monsters that can threaten him.

When observing the distant scenery, his pupils automatically contracted and adjusted, and his eyes seemed to be wearing a pair of telescopes. Even the small animals that came out of activity after the temperature rose under the mountain could clearly see.

He looked around again, and he could see the ground tens of kilometers away.

“Longan has a very wide range of observations, and maybe I can really become clairvoyant when I grow up.”

“It’s a pity that no large animals were found nearby. Are you really going to catch some mice and rabbits around here in the future?”

“…”

As Otto flew up high in the sky and looked down, a larger black figure in the distance behind him attracted his attention.

“Is this guy a bit familiar?”

The green skin was a cover color with the grass, and if it weren’t for a strange black layer on his feet, Otto really didn’t recognize who he was.

The thick black legs of the green-skinned orc are flowing, as if they really have a pair of black feet, no wonder this birdman calls himself a black-footed tribe.

Perhaps because of the shackles of clothes and letting himself go, the green-skinned orc Salu escaped very fast, as if a green light drifted across the green grass.

Salu fled for a while in the grass below the mountain, and seemed to feel the malicious gaze from the sky. Suddenly, he found a dwarf abandoned mine and went straight into it, making Otto no longer find it. To any trace of him.

“Hey……”

The little black dragon that was passing by the sky was a bit regretful, it was still considering whether to fly back, and went down to grab the orc and interrogate it.

Losing an opportunity to gain notoriety, Otto continued to fly west for a while, only to find a hidden cliff to fall.

After digging a few times, the sharp claws dug out the cave and hid in, and began to sort out some of the memories he had obtained after devouring the shaman spirit brand.

…

Otto sorted out the memories of the shamans he harvested, and regardless of what they were originally called, he translated the level of professional shamans on his own:

“Low-level shaman, high-level shaman, elite shaman, master shaman, legendary shaman…”

“One, two, three, four, five, it seems that the professional power level of that legendary shaman is at least Tier 5!”

Otto felt a little flustered, he was still in the state of a Tier 2 big young dragon, lacking nutrients in his body, yet he could not develop into a normal young dragon form.

If the body can grow into a young dragon form, then it should be able to awaken the elements and harvest the true dragon language magic inheritance.

With a desire to continue to be strong, Otto gradually fell into a deep sleep.

…

The living environment of the Northland Plateau is harsh. Almost all the stubbornly rooted tribes on the plateau are wandering tribes that live by water and grass. In order to deal with the attacks of the terrible predators, dragons and various flying monsters in the sky, everyone agrees. The land began to dig tunnels as a safe hiding place.

Coupled with the digging efforts of the group of dwarves, cavemen and other underground monsters who like to mine, over time, there are some underground passages extending in all directions on the Battle Plateau.

If there are no people who are familiar with them to lead the group into these underground passages, I am afraid that they will soon be lost in them and become food for various cave-dwelling monsters.

“call……”

Relying on some vague memories, he hurried forward in the underground passage, escaped some terrifying threats and killed a lot of little monsters blocking the road, Salu climbed out of the tunnel and ran for a while, and finally succeeded in seeing the familiar venue.

Tents, crypts, stone walls, refusal of horses… There are also serious orc guards watching, constantly looking up, always vigilant for threats from the sky.

Seeing this familiar scene and knowing that he had successfully returned to the safe tribal camp, Orc Saru finally let out a long sigh.

“Ok…”

Saru who got out of the tunnel nonchalantly greeted the guard at the door, ignoring his weird look, and wanted to return to the own crypt to sort out the harvest.

During the day, most of the young and strong warriors of the orcs go out hunting, only a few old and weak women and children hide in the crypts excavated by the tribe to organize their internal affairs.

As long as he seizes the time to continue to perfect the dragon-slaying story he has compiled, when the chief and other tribal warriors return in the evening, he will hand in the black dragon scales dug out from the rubble. The failed adult trials passed by.

“Ok!”

Suddenly a malicious greeting made Salu pause.