In the dark and damp crypt, the kobold elder Milo Prue was quietly recalling his life in the flickering candlelight. On the small wooden table next to him, there was an uneaten grilled fish.

Milo Prue is no ordinary kobold.

Once, when he was still a child, he was discovered by the elders of his clan to have an amazing talent as a warlock.

You must know that a kobold who can awaken to become a warlock is extremely rare even among large kobold groups.

Moreover, he, who was still called Prue at that time, possessed wisdom and cunning far beyond those of his kind.

Relying on his wisdom as a "dog" and his status as a warlock, Milo Prue was appreciated by Pupu, a kobold hero who accidentally traveled to his tribe.

Pupu is the pride of the kobold clan and the nightmare of low-level adventurers. Countless low-level adventurers have died under his hands over the past decades.

As his mentor, Pupu not only imparted a lot of knowledge to him, but also consumed a small bottle of dragon blood that he had collected to perform a dragon transformation ceremony for him, making Prue officially a kobold dragon vein warlock!

In the unforgettable few months of Pruna's life, he learned a lot of knowledge from his mentor, including not only how to deal with greedy adventurers, but also how to grow the tribe and so on.

Six months later, the beloved mentor left Milo Prue's tribe and continued his travels.

Subsequently, Milo Prue unified all the surrounding kobold tribes in less than three years, and led the kobolds to gain the upper hand in the war with the goblins.

Unfortunately, the good times did not last long.

Not long after he became famous, an adult white dragon carrying the terrifying dragon power came to his door and severely awakened his ambition to become the king of kobolds.

He and his most elite men were kidnapped into the dragon's lair and became slaves of the evil white dragon named Gloria. They were forced to sell their cheap money around the clock without wages, all year round.

of labor force.

According to Gloria, although kobolds are lowly, weak and stupid, which is the shame of real dragons, they are very useful slaves. They have no resistance in the face of strength and can carry out some rigid orders.

Their reproductive ability is extremely good, and they will have a large litter in their lifetime. No matter how many of them die, they will not feel distressed.

Originally, Milo Prue thought that he would work for this hateful white dragon until the end of his life.

But one day, a group of adventurous adventurers broke into Gloria's territory.

The white dragon Gloria asked Prue, the most cunning of her kin, to lead her vassals to kill these invaders.

Aren't they just some human mercenaries? In the past, he might have been afraid of them in his own kobold tribe.

But now, in addition to his original group of subordinates, he also had a large group of gray dwarves and a dozen dragon beasts at his disposal. Prue felt that that was the most majestic day of his life.

However, the next scene completely destroyed his outlook on life.

The gray dwarf army and the invincible dragon beast troops, which had always been rock-solid, were attacked by these mercenaries and could not last more than thirty breaths, and they became history gone by in the wind.

The rough-skinned dragon beast was even split in half by a swordsman among the adventurers!

The cunning Prue judged in an instant that this battle would have no other outcome than failure.

So, he immediately canceled the fireball technique he was releasing, and then he saw the opportunity and hit a flying arrow with his thin chest. At the same time, he successfully triggered the "suspended death technique" on his body, and finally escaped the risk without any danger.

The female mage among them escaped the detection of the "Detect Life" spell.

When Prue recovered from the state of suspended animation, the group of adventurers had already left for an unknown period of time, and the deepest part of the dragon's lair was filled with solidified dragon blood.

Prue, who narrowly escaped death, collected some active dragon blood and hurriedly left here.

Then, he came to this valley with lakes, unified all the kobolds, and started a new life. After several years of hard work, the number of kobolds finally increased greatly than before, and the number of professionals was even greater.

It broke through single digits and became a powerful race in this area.

"Unfortunately, the amount of dragon blood collected is still too small. Otherwise, I can try to advance to the dragon body kobold."

Shaking the potion bottle in his hand, Milo Prue's vertical pupils showed a look of regret.

He has already entered his twilight years. If he can advance into a dragon-bodied kobold, then his existence will make the kobold clan the undisputed overlord of this area.

"Woo... woof!"

A short howl interrupted Milo Prue's contemplation.

"Hurry, what's wrong?"

Milo Prue grinned displeasedly, and a golden tooth shone brightly in the dim candlelight.

"Wow, Master Prue, someone...an adventurer broke into our camp!"

Adventurer?

Milo Prue's spirit suddenly lifted. He thought of the guys he faced back then. Did they chase them here?

Reaching out and grabbing the flail leaning against the wooden table to relieve the tension in his heart, Milo Prue asked:

"how many people?"

The kobold who reported the news gestured with his paws.

"Too...too many barks! The mountains and plains are filled with barks!"

Is this for you to draw and let me guess?

How many mountains and plains are there?

Milo Prue couldn't help but click his teeth and said viciously:

"You, go notify the cubs in the clan and ask them to enter the crypt and hide in the nursery according to the last drill. Also, check the disguise of the incubator again!"

After saying that, he walked out of his room and shouted in dragon language into the darkness.

"Come out to work, you bastards!"

Five kobold slingers carrying slings and three kobold spearmen holding spears walked out from the depths of the dark cave and came to Milo Prue's side, forming a neat line.

Row.

These are his personal guards.

"You, take two people and go up there to see who dares to invade Milo Pru's territory!"

Prue pointed at one of the kobold slingers with the flail in his hand and ordered.

"You, and you, come with me!"

The kobold slinger who was hit was full of excitement, called his two companions, and walked out of the crypt.

Not long after, a kobold slinger ran back and reported back to Milo Prue:

"Elder, we are a group of adventurers less than level 10."

Less than level 10?

Scared to death!

Hearing this, Milo Prue breathed a sigh of relief, and then became a little angry.

A group of adventurers who are less than level 10, who gave you the courage to invade Lord Prue's territory? Are you impatient and want to commit suicide?

He waved the flail in his hand and howled:

"Warriors of the Longtou clan, let these invaders have a taste of the power of the Longtou people!"

Suddenly, a uniform howl sounded in the crypt.

"Aww~ The leader is not a bastard!"

When Prue brought his men down to the ground, he found that the camp had become a mess. Even his favorite cooking pot had been knocked over and the soup and water inside were spilled all over the floor.

"Ouch!"

In anger, Prue uttered strange syllables, then stretched out his free left hand, pushed his palm outwards, and a cone-shaped flame covering a sixty-degree range sprayed out from his palm!

A first-level spell—Burning Hands!
Chapter completed!