The brave man opened the coffin and rose

Just as humans are not a monolithic entity, there are actually differences among lizard people.

The Eastern Wasteland on the east side of the Northern Territory is home to countless alien species.

It just so happens that the Lizardmen are the closest to the small kingdom of Womuza and have invaded the most times. Therefore, for many people in the small kingdom of Womuza, the Eastern Wilderness is mentioned as Lizardmen.

This lizardman tribe has now invaded the small kingdom of Womuza, and has taken advantage of General Paddy's rebellion and conspiracy at home to attack and plunder cities - its name is the Dragon Slayer.

Due to their experience of slaying dragons, the Dragon Slayers are the ones among the Lizardmen who totally disagree with the story of a team of brave men who defeated the Dragon Disaster thousands of years ago.

If that brave man really defeated the dragons that tried to rule the world and drove them out, then why are there still so many dragons and dragonborn in the world now?

Although it may sound exaggerated, the Dragon-Slaying Tribe does have many witnesses and material evidence of their dragon-slaying pasts.

In this stronghold where human captives were kept, the big drum on the high platform that could make sounds automatically was one of their physical evidences.

The frost dragon skin beats its own drum.

The magical effect attached to this magic item is not that strange. It can only simulate some sounds made by the creature represented by the leather when it was alive.

Coincidentally, this leather drum made of frost dragon leather simulates the violent heartbeat of a frost dragon before it releases its dragon breath.

Therefore, the terrifying majesty unique to the dragon clan was also replicated by this magic prop.

The effect of the terrifying presence affects several creatures within a 120-foot radius that are aware of its presence. If they are unable to resist, they will fall into a panic effect for up to one minute.

Of course, if the immunity to this effect is successful, you can be immune to the terrifying and majestic effect reproduced by this magic item for a long period of time.

Due to their long-term companionship, the lizardmen in the entire stronghold have become immune to it.

It is precisely because of the existence of this magic item that the entire stronghold was able to be guarded by a small number of Lizardmen, who were ten times the number of human captives.

"You will see this in a moment. This is how our base will deal with the newly arrived scaleless captives. These twenty new guys will have to experience the effect of the self-beating drums up close for a full hour!"

Below the stands, a lizard man wearing glasses stretched out his hand and pointed at the platform in a scholarly manner.

At this moment, he was explaining this to his fellow lizardman next to him, who had probably just been transferred to this base.

"Although many human captives will gradually adapt over time, they will all be transferred to larger bases before they are fully adapted."

"Then why don't they hold on and resist us while gradually adapting?" asked the thin lizardman who was obviously a newcomer.

"It's inertia, just like a tamed elephant, which can be tied to a small stake but won't run."

The lizard man with glasses set an example for the newcomers around him.

"What is an elephant?" the thin lizard man continued to ask.

Hearing the other party's question, the lizard man wearing glasses also paused for a few seconds, "Well, it's a large beast in the southwest of Zhongzhou. You can think of it as an obese dragon with a very long nose. I see that it looks like this in the picture."

"In short, it is conceptually impossible to trap an elephant with a small wooden stake."

"But since the trainers tie the elephants to wooden stakes when they are still young, they struggle day and night but cannot break free. Gradually, they accept their fate and feel that they can only be tied."

“That’s probably the story.”

After finishing speaking, the scholar-looking lizardman adjusted his glasses proudly.

What was surprising was that the newcomer in front of him asked another question that left him dumbfounded.

"Then...why didn't that long-nosed obese dragon use its magic breath to destroy that little wooden stake?"

The bespectacled lizard man didn't know how to explain it, and even the skin under his scales seemed to turn a little red. So he raised his hand and hit the skinny lizard man's head hard several times.

"Idiot! It's a parable. Do you understand what a parable is? It's just like the order of Great Elder Paospa. Although it sounds reasonable, it's actually not worth believing!"

"Brother, is this how Great Elder Paospa is?" Touching the small bump on his head caused by the knock from his elder brother, the skinny lizardman asked carefully.

The spectacled lizard man looked around and made sure no one was paying attention to him. He then spoke to his younger brother in detail, "I'm telling you, don't tell anyone else. The last time I went to ask for orders from Great Elder Paospa, I saw the Great Elder kneeling in front of his throne in the middle of his tent. He was still mumbling something to himself..."

After carefully explaining the strange situation he had seen, the spectacled lizard man also made a conclusion -

"Great Elder Paospa must be getting old and confused. I heard that the Scaleless People call it... Alzheimer's disease. This must be it!"

"Oh...oh! So, Great Elder Paospa is actually a scaleless person? Brother, your discovery is really great!"

"Idiot, it's Alzheimer's! Just like you!"

"Brother, I was born from an egg and I'm not even three years old yet..."

The two lizardmen who were wrestling with each other were about to continue talking when they suddenly felt the sky above their heads go dark.

They both looked up in confusion.

And the next second, they saw eleven scaleless men jumping down from the high slope towards the platform.

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There are five people on the platform and ten people below the platform.

The remaining thirty or forty people were at a certain distance from the platform.

Everyone, including Abeth, thought that what followed would be an easy, one-sided battle.

However, after landing, Abes looked at the lizardmen on the stage and showed no signs of panic. He even grinned, and when the long lizard tongue in his mouth was revealed, his pupils shrank instantly.

Half of their eyes were focused on them, and the other half were looking at...

That big drum was shining with magical light. It was a magic prop!

Although I don't know exactly how it works, if it's a magical instrument like a musical instrument...

"Stop your ears!"

Abes roared angrily at the people who jumped down with him, but it was too late.

"Boom!"

As the big drum with a strange frosty white color began to sound automatically, Abes felt a pain in his brow.

After a brief dizziness, I opened my eyes again.

The members of the scout team were in a situation where he could not organize them at all.

Obviously, the sound was not very loud, but the drumbeat was like thunder, penetrating the entire scene and hitting everyone's eardrums.

On the platform, the twenty human captives, along with the scout team that had just arrived at the scene, were all in panic.

Holding your head, banging your head on the ground, or screaming in collapse.

It all happened in just a moment.

"Wow, a special scaleless person..."

The lizardmen on and near the platform gathered together and pointed their weapons at the figure of Abes, the only person standing on the platform.