Chapter 54 Dark Naga? More than 500 laborers are about to be accounted for
The lower bodies of these people named Delsa have extremely thick legs, which are twice as big as ordinary people.
Looks strong and powerful.
The soles of its feet are equipped with wide webs, allowing it to walk easily in swamps.
The upper body is covered with thick gray feathers, like a falcon.
The skull is a normal human skull.
It is somewhat similar to the legendary harpy.
Delsa people
[Level]: Level 1
[Potential]: half star (level limit: level 3)
[Racial Talent]: Strong and powerful, naturally strong and powerful.
[Skills]: Super endurance (1 star) has super endurance, and the recovery speed of physical strength is greatly improved.
[Evaluation]: Delsa people are strong but timid by nature. Even ordinary farmers can drive them away with a dung fork.
Potential - half a star?
Lear felt that he had learned a lot.
I thought that 1-star potential was the lowest, but I didn't expect that there was still half-star potential.
This race is good enough.
However, the talents and skills are a bit interesting. He is strong and powerful, has super endurance, and has a timid and timid personality. This is somewhat similar to the swamp people.
"Wake them up and ask where they come from."
The wetland lizard man stepped forward and slapped him with two big mouths.
The moment the Delsa people on the ground woke up, they saw dozens of heavily armored lizard warriors looking at them indifferently.
An unconcealed fear arose.
One of them was sizzling~ I just felt a warmth coming from my pants, and a large amount of water stains appeared.
"Respect your kind lord, please don't kill us! We have no hostility or threat to you."
His legs were trembling, and his tone was filled with unspeakable horror, as if he was scared to death.
This cowardly look made even the wetland lizard warriors frown.
As warriors, they despise this kind of weak and lowly life.
To die, one should die with one's head held high, on the way to charge.
beg for mercy? Huh, even if you dig out their hearts and chop off their heads, it won't appear on them!
"What's your relationship with the slime clan?"
Upon hearing the question, the Delsa man who didn't wet his pants said in a hurry.
"Last month, we took refuge with the Lord of the slime clan."
The status of half-murlocs in the swamp has always been at the bottom of the food chain.
These Delsa people actually defected to each other?
This bastard looks at mung beans?
“What is your purpose here?”
The Delsa people said weakly.
"Dear Sir, we are here to deliver news and pay tribute to the Lord of the Mucus Clan."
"Deliver a message?"
"Yes, we have discovered the traces of the Cyclops that the Lord of the Slime Clan asked us to look for."
Lear became interested.
Cyclops?
"Why did the Slime Clan ask you to find Cyclops?"
Cyclops is a unique life form in the swamp. It has the blood of some ancient giants, and its body size is almost six meters tall.
It is as high as a two-story building and looks like a hill in front of ordinary people.
He has a strong body and possesses extraordinary strength.
It was once even a heavy weapon used by the Swamp Clan to attack cities.
The average level is over 12, very ferocious.
Appears in many legends.
However, with the decline of the Swamp Clan, the number has been greatly reduced.
The Delsa people hesitated.
"I overheard the chief say before that the half-murlocs discovered an ancient ruins."
"And the magic circle engraved on the gate of the ruins has lost its power. It cannot be opened and can only be pushed open with pure force."
"In the swamp, only the 6-meter-tall Cyclops has such power."
"The masters of the slime clan seem to have a way to enslave each other."
Lear nodded.
A real god, even if there is only a trace of his soul left, he still has extraordinary means.
It is not surprising to enslave a level 12 being.
"Where is the Cyclops?"
"They seem to be recruited by the Dark Naga." Is it the Dark Naga again?
Lear raised his eyebrows slightly.
The Delsa man saw his doubts and said tremblingly.
"Not far from us, there is a valley shrouded in darkness all day long, and a group of cruel dark Nagas live in it."
"These dark naga are led by a powerful naga hero"
"Those Nagas recruited us some time ago but were saved by the adults of the slime clan."
Lear's eyes narrowed slightly.
"How strong are they?"
"It's not clear, we can't investigate further."
The Delsa man said this with a trembling tone.
"They are shrouded in darkness, making it impossible to see their true appearance."
"Anyone who comes close to them will be devoured directly."
"That Naga hero even likes to devour souls to maintain his beauty."
Gudong, swallowed, his tone became more and more frightened.
"No one can get near them. No one!"
"If the adults of the slime clan hadn't come forward, we might have been wiped out."
"That Cyclops, I don't know why he hooked up with the Dark Naga."
Are those dark Nagas so strong?
Lear mused.
I have a keen sense that there must be something hidden in this.
After regaining consciousness, take out the magic map.
Spiritual power surged out, and the mud swamp area on the map instantly enlarged and was revealed in front of the Delsa people.
Light the shining dot in the middle.
"This is where we are, and this is where the sun rises."
"Where are those dark naga?"
Looking at such a magical map, the feathered Delsa people were a little amazed in their eyes.
If they had this kind of map, they wouldn't have encountered so many dangers.
Looked at the map carefully, then looked at the sun in the sky, compared the two, determined the direction, and tried to click on the map.
“Probably here”
Lear roughly estimated that it was only more than ten kilometers away from where they were.
The terrain of the swamp is complex, and it may be a different world just two or three kilometers away.
Moreover, the ecology is unique and there are many kinds of creatures, making it easy to support a small tribe.
After asking for a while, the Delsa people knew little about the Dark Naga and did not provide any more valuable information.
He put away the map and changed the topic.
"How many clansmen do you have?"
"More than 500."
"More than 500?!"
I just asked casually, I didn't expect so much.
Delsa felt guilty.
"Yes, sir, there would have been more people, but there are too many dangers outside."
As the bottom of the food chain, these people have only half a life potential, and it is extremely difficult to survive in the swamp.
"How far is your gathering place from here?"
"It's in that direction. An hour away."
An hour. Very close.
Lear looked at the Delsa man as if he was looking at some treasure.
It would be fine if there were thirty or fifty people, but 500 people would be fatal. What does Weilu City lack now?
Manpower!
If we could enslave all the more than 500 Delsa people, it would directly solve the most urgent problem now!
The strange gazes made the two Delsa people feel a little guilty inexplicably, and they quickly lowered their heads, fearing that they would be dragged out and chopped by this unhappily human adult.
Lear waved his hand to Haggoth to keep the two of them under guard and let them lead the way once the wetland lizard men had finished searching.
He took another look at the flesh and blood slaughterer who was wrapped in bubbles and fell into a deep sleep.
Although the price paid this time is not small, the harvest is even greater.
(End of chapter)