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Chapter 2344 The Master of the Broken Head Cliff

“Your Majesty…Your Majesty…”

The 'Black Lizard Hunter', who was wearing a black cloak with blood-colored patterns and was at least two meters tall, could only lie on the ground and desperately hammer the stone bricks with his forehead. His whole body was shaking like a sieve, and his eyes, which were soaked with blood, were filled with fear and panic.

As the only invader who escaped from Dunbuya City, the seriously injured Black Lizard Hunter did not lose his composure even when facing the Son of Plenty. And when he knelt in front of the Lord of the Cliff of Broken Head, who was not powerless but not famous for his strength, the oppressive feeling that was like a cold devil's claw gripping his heart made him have the illusion that "death would be easier".

Of course, from a certain perspective this might not be an illusion. After all, the ruler of the Cliff of Broken Head, known as the [Evil Eye], does have skills and methods that are unimaginable to ordinary people. He can put anyone who dislikes him or whom he dislikes in a situation where he cannot live or die, and destroy them all from the mental to the physical.

Not only that, [Evil Eye] Fyodor Gota also has a remarkable charisma. In fact, if he also has a character panel like the player, then the [Leadership] in his civilization attribute must be at least 85 to 90. The lower limit alone is as high as that of Lusel and Guo Shi Wushuang.

"In short, you have squandered my trust, and turned this achievement, which countless people rushed to fight for, into a joke. Seven hundred gray lizard hunters and two black lizard hunters like you were left forever in front of the guard dog's den, using their blood to decorate our weakness."

In the deep darkness, the owner of the blood-red evil eyes sneered with a mixture of coldness, oppression, and anger. Then, without any warning, he stood up from the lightless bone throne and slowly walked to the sole survivor who was kneeling and trembling on the ground. He said softly, "And you, as the commander of that team and the only survivor, are asking me to pay for your failure at this moment. You are trying to win back the dignity you have lost in a way that is so stupid that it is beyond words."

"Your Majesty! I have absolutely no such intention!"

The black lizard hunter, feeling as if he were falling into an ice cellar, let out a scream, and then banged his head against the ground desperately, letting the blood on his face stain his vision and the scales on his face red. Even though two of his teeth were broken, he did not stop this shocking "self-mutilation".

"..."

The 'king' standing in front of him did not speak, but just looked down at the other party coldly, until the latter's eyes rolled up after a crisp sound and fell in a pool of blood created by himself, then he withdrew his gaze.

The leader of the Cliff of Broken Head, who was called the [Evil Eye] because of his pair of enchanting blood-red eyes, was not a strong man. In fact, let alone the black lizard hunter in front of him who had the style of a devilish muscle man, even the ordinary gray lizard hunters, and even the slightly stronger white cloaks, appeared more powerful than the gray-scaled lizardman named Fyodor Gota in terms of visual aspect.

Not only that, in the worldview of [Realm of Innocence], "grey" has never been an excellent scale color. On the contrary, whether it is for the sea people, lizardmen, half-dragons, sub-dragons or even purebred dragons, these scaly races, gray scales always represent only one meaning, that is - unhealthy.

That's right, although black scales, red scales, green scales, purple scales, blue scales, gold scales, silver scales, amber scales and even rainbow scales have positive meanings, gray scales represent only one thing, that is, absolute "sickness", that is, a symbol of morbidity and weakness.

For example, even a powerful dragon can get sick, and the graying of scales is a unified process of all diseases moving towards the lethal stage. Even in large groups such as half-dragons, sea people, and lizardmen, babies born with gray scales are basically judged as "defective children" or "deformed children." Although they are raised carefully in loving families, these gray-scaled people all have huge physiological defects. Not only are they weaker than other normal people of the same race, their lifespan is also greatly reduced, and they can hardly become laborers. It is even more difficult for them to take the professional route.

In the desolate land in the north of the Holy Land, or in the wild land like the Cliff of Broken Head, the Grayscales will be directly "dealt with" in most cases. After all, no matter whether their parents have conscience or not, they will not allow such children to grow up in such an environment. Therefore, in the past few hundred years, almost no one born with Grayscale can survive for more than half an hour.

The only exception is the [Evil Eye] who stands on the top of the Cliff of Broken Head and, because of the strength of the Cliff of Broken Head, stands at the top of the entire northern blood barbarians.

The reason why he was able to survive was very simple. It was not because his parents were compassionate people, nor because he had various adventures. It was simply because he was the biological son of the previous Lord of the Cliff of Broken Head. Although the previous Lizard King did not like this deformed son, he also believed that killing him directly would make his bloodline appear no different from those of ordinary untouchables.

Therefore, in order to show that his bloodline was noble enough, the previous Lizard King decided to let the deformed child survive, gave him the name Fyodor, and then let him fend for himself.

Although the strength of Broken Head Cliff at that time was far less than it is now, for the Lizard King, let alone Fyodor, he could afford to raise a few more useless sons. As for the candidate for the next ruler of Broken Head Cliff, although like the harpies of Bloodfeather Terrace, Broken Head Cliff is also the king of the strong, but considering various factors such as strength, foundation, and supporters, if nothing unexpected happens, the rule of the Gota family will probably continue for a long time, until only a weak heir like Fyodor is left, and then it will be ended by other ambitious people.

But in this generation, although there was a deformed child born with red eyes and gray scales, the old Lizard King also had a child that made him proud. That was Fyodor's half-brother Dimitri. This child was not only as strong as his father, but also showed amazing wisdom and vision during his growth. Therefore, he was appointed as his heir by the old Lizard King very early on.

The rest of the story became particularly simple under the influence of some people with ulterior motives. Basically, the old Lizard King died suddenly for unknown reasons even though he was far from exhausted and could still reproduce with various mates at a high intensity every day. On the same day, his heir Dimitri announced that he had inherited his father's position, and everyone on the Cliff of Broken Head returned to their roots.

Then, the next day after the new Lord of the Cliff, Dimitri, replaced the old Lizard King, he died suddenly without any warning. Almost at the same time as Dimitri breathed his last, all the big men in the Cliff, who were equivalent to the "nobles" in the human empire, that is, the powerful families with military forces, received a message that the gray-scaled deformed boy named Fyodor Gota, who had faded out of people's sight many years ago, declared himself the new Lord of the Cliff.

  Thus, without any opposition, Fyodor transformed himself from a little-known deformed child into a bloody overlord who ruled a region in the northern part of the Holy Land.

So the question is, leaving aside the strong and resourceful Dimitri, why did the gray-scaled lizardman who suddenly emerged and declared himself king also win the support of those powerful people?

The reason was simple - the people who went to inform those aristocratic families were all officers of the [Gray Lizard Hunters] without exception. Among them, the leaders of several major aristocratic families were even visited personally by the [Gray Lizard Hunters] leader Yerma.

So, what opinions can they have?

The Blood Barbarians are not fools. They may be bloodthirsty and brutal, but they are definitely not brainless beasts. In fact, if these guys were not too cunning and deceitful, how could the Holy Alliance not have been able to get rid of these barbarians who have always threatened the Holy Land in the north?

Therefore, when seeing the Gray Lizard Hunters and their leader, those not-so-stupid clan leaders had already realized something, and most of them compromised verbally and then entered a wait-and-see state.

What they saw was that those who were not in the "majority" were mercilessly killed by the Gray Lizard Hunters. As a result, no one questioned Fyodor's power anymore, and everyone in the Cliff of Broken Heads was loyal to him. Even after the second change of ownership in a short time, the power transfer was so smooth that the spies of the other three forces were almost hacked to death after reporting their intelligence because of their outrageousness.

But in the eyes of the evil eyes, this was a logical conclusion. After all,

……

"Individual power is always too small. Even in such a barren land, if you want to gain power and status, it still depends on the amount of chips you have."

Lizard King [Evil Eye] Fyodor pulled the corner of his mouth, revealing a hideous smile, and then took out a bottle of something with a texture similar to mercury from his pocket, and sprinkled it on the unconscious black lizard hunter lying on the ground in front of him, and said darkly: "And in this disgusting land, the chips in the hands of the Holy Alliance can crush me to death at any time, so I must thank those ridiculous dogmas, which are the cornerstones that ensure that we 'heretics' can do whatever we want."

"What a sarcastic statement."

Under the torchlight nearby, the old lizardman, who looked old but stood straight, gently stroked the obsidian long knife in his hand and curiously asked the object of his loyalty: "So what new experiment are you doing?"

Needless to say, the person who could freely carry weapons into the royal court and talk to the [Evil Eye] in such a relaxed tone could only be the former leader of the [Gray Lizard Hunters] who helped him ascend to this position, and the current [Black Lizard Hunters] Chief Hunter - Yerma Santos.

"This is not a new experiment, but a confirmation of the wisdom of our predecessors."

Although his strength was not worth mentioning, the Lizard King, who did possess terrifying "power" to some extent, smiled and looked at the "seeds" that were forcibly expelled from the body of the black lizard hunter in front of him by the "toxin" with interest. He said lightly: "My mentor seems to have had a lot of interactions with a priest of the Cult of Plenty, so I just spent a little time to prepare a bottle of poison that can theoretically separate the Plenty Divine Art from its medium, and wanted to test it on this piece of trash. Fortunately, the effect of the poison was perfect, and the seeds were indeed invalidated; unfortunately, the effect of the poison was too perfect, and it didn't even cause any harm to this piece of trash."

"We only have 1,500 black lizard hunters, and now, that number has become 1,498, so I am glad that the effect of your poison is so perfect."

Yerma said this casually, and then changed the subject: "Speaking of which, the mentor you mentioned should be the [King of Medicine Poison] Haru Kutata that you have mentioned many times, right?"

"That's right, but calling him a mentor is just my one-sided statement. He is a lizardman with noble character, fundamentally different from a complete 'blood barbarian' like me. If he were alive, he would never teach someone like me any knowledge."

The Lizard King laughed and said in a leisurely tone: "So, rather than saying that my mentor is that [King of Medicine Poison], it is better to say that my mentor is his research notes. To be honest, you can't imagine the anger I felt when I saw those things thrown in the warehouse like garbage and moldering."

Yerma thought about it for a moment and nodded honestly, "Yes, I can't imagine it."

"I don't mean to mock you, dear Uncle Yerma."

The Lizard King threw away the empty poison bottle and limped back to his large seat surrounded by poison mist. He sat down with some difficulty and said seriously, "We just have different divisions of labor. Over the years, this kind of cooperation has been going on very happily. It was like this in the past, it is like this now, and it will be like this in the future."

"I do, dear Feydo."

Yerma laughed and spread his hands, saying, "After all, you are no longer the same as before. You can kill me with just a thought."

"If you hadn't actively cooperated, I wouldn't have been able to kill you with just a thought, even if I had tried my best."

The Lizard King also laughed, and after casually passing over the topic, he continued, "All in all, these people's deaths were not in vain. The information that the Son of Plenty is in Dunbuya City is extremely valuable to us at this stage. If used properly, it may lay a very good foundation for the start of 'that thing'."

"So what are you going to do?"

"I plan to send an envoy to Dunbuya City to apologize for my previous recklessness and discuss cooperation matters."

"Cooperation? You mean cooperation? Alliance with the Holy Church?"

"Just like working with my dear brother back then."

Chapter 2335: End