Cong Xi Yi Ren Kai Shi Mang Chuan Zhong Gu

The panic on the two naked hot-blooded faces suddenly solidified, and more pink skin replaced their epidermis, and their slender bodies gradually took on the characteristics of men.

Lynch knew that they had become them, and those who had an affair with the devil would eventually be replaced and devoured by the devil.

The charming musk fills the air with their breath, but unfortunately they are facing a demon nemesis.

Lynch could guess that, through acts of blasphemy, these demons had complete control over mortals.

I am afraid that I will face many visitors from the Chaos Demon Realm next, and the hot-blooded species will not be alone.

Flames spread throughout the camp, and the smoke engulfed the blood mist.

Beyond the fire and smoke, Lynch walked out of the ruins of the camp, sparks reflecting his angry vertical pupils.

This anger has not been extinguished by the screams of the hot-blooded species. It will continue to burn until all intruders are burned out.

Lynch could no longer tolerate these idiots. It just so happened that this killing path coincided with his route north.

From Talaxlan to Hesiota, Lynch will bulldoze all the hot-blooded camps and use their blood to embellish the star map.

The jungle is filled with skinks disposing of the wounded or corpses of warmbloods.

Under their respectful gaze, Lynch slowly moved north, heading to the next hot-blood colony camp.

There are many mangroves in the coastal rainforest. Walking under the tall fern leaves, Lynch strangely discovered a turbid pond.

The gold bricks piled around it have disappeared, and the bubbling pool is deserted.

This is an incubation pond.

Based on the pattern, this should be the pond used to hatch Skink Hunters.

Of course, it's abandoned.

Such damaged hatchery ponds are everywhere, with no possibility of repair. After losing maintenance, many hatchery ponds have been completely swallowed up by the jungle, and their former glory cannot be seen.

The only ones who have relevant knowledge are the oldest Demon Toad and the departed Ancient Saint.

In the Cataclysm, all the first generation Slann were killed in battle, and the remaining priests were separated from the living by a thin layer of mist.

The reason why the cold-blooded species is so focused on collecting the Ancient Sage Tablets is because they want to discover this lost knowledge and piece together the complete plan of the Ancient Sage.

To rebuild their former glory, they must retrieve the knowledge to repair and create hatching ponds.

If this part of the lost knowledge is recovered, even if the maelstrom disappears, the cold-blooded species can continue to fight endless demons for decades until the young species finds a new way out.

Unfortunately, there are fewer and fewer existing incubation pools, and the return to glory is far away.

Incubation pools have always been the priority targets of Chaos forces. Those exposed incubation pools are either contaminated by plague or violently filled up by demons.

Once a delicate instrument is damaged, it will be difficult to continue operating.

After the catastrophe, there are no hatching places left in the wild that can produce normally.

Even the incubation pools in the city have been closed due to various factors, resulting in fewer and fewer new cold-blooded species being born.

Lynch hopes that the Lost One will leave behind relevant knowledge, so that after he completes his mission, he will not only receive Slan's full support, but he may even hope to implement the bloodiest elimination plan.

As long as the incubation problem is solved and there is a steady stream of warriors who are born and become adults, the cold-blooded empire will no longer be lost.

This idea is actually very likely to come true. Ashoranka is one of the ancient saints who created the cold-blooded race. If he left a few words, there must be relevant information.

But Lynch stubbornly considered the worst case scenario and was mentally prepared for it. He did not expect the ancient saint's relics to be powerful.

The world has been made bad enough by demons. He cannot have hope and must always be prepared to die.

Carrying that glimmer of hope would make him weak, which Lynch would not allow.

He does not need to retreat, he is walking on the path of the ancient saints until death.

Lynch paused his march. He took Teclis to study the incubation pool, trying to touch the extraordinary with mortal knowledge.

Sadly, this is like primitive man trying to understand the power engine of a spaceship.

The knowledgeable Slandu was puzzled by this, let alone the lizard man whose muscles were far heavier than knowledge.

It is even more difficult for metamorphic species like elves to crack the ancient secrets, but the Archmage deconstructed the special substances that polluted the incubation pool and created a new life spell himself.

However, this talent was of no use to Lynch. Seeing that Asul was exhausted, he simply set up camp on the spot.

Lynch lazily let himself bathe in Kotago's rays, lying on the huge tree stump that had been flattened by the scepter.

An unlucky cold lizard was today's lunch. It was bigger than Lynch. This giant velociraptor was enough to carry a lizard man.

Many powerful lizards will violently tame cold lizards. Except for those lizard riders who are naturally close to cold lizards, cold lizards are not close to other creatures and can only be driven temporarily.

Druchi found a way to tame the cold lizards with drugs, which once caused the cold-blooded species to suffer a big loss. Then the skink trainers updated their methods of taming the animals... and they also had other ways to control the cold lizards.

Lynch prefers the brutality of Tyrannosaurus to the evil Cold Lizard.

Maybe it's because of the genetic inheritance relationship between lizards and tyrannosaurs... Yes, Thoros is more like a small dinosaur, but Stenker is more like a lizard.

Or maybe he just loves giant reptiles.

This ancient Saint Iqi's most proud creation is covered with muscles and hard and thick horny skin, depicting the primitive aesthetics of violence.

Their short forelimbs have been modified and are now so strong that they can easily tear through thick steel plates.

This may be Lynch's rare hobby. Every time he sees other Thoros rushing to the battlefield with his Tyrannosaurus comrades, he will secretly pray to Iqi, praying to get a Tyrannosaurus willing to accept a rider partner.

An adult tyrannosaurus cannot be tamed and can only be temporarily controlled. This is an iron rule proven by animal trainers of all races with numerous bones... Lynch sneered at this. It was of course not feasible to put a collar on the beast.

There are many examples... The restrained Tyrannosaurus ripped open the iron cage, massacred the cargo ship carrying them, and disappeared into the ocean.

If one has a will strong enough to override the blood lust of the Tyrannosaurus, there is a chance to make it succumb at the spiritual level.

This is also the secret to a lucky Scar Veteran or Ancient Blood Warrior being able to dominate the Tyrannosaurus.

Unlike other creatures who fear the Tyrannosaurus rex, Lynch's desire for it can be described as a dream.

Thoros are always like this, they are more likely to regard the terrifying apex predator, the tyrannosaurus that can give other creatures nightmares, as their relatives.

If there was a tyrannosaurus, Lynch would be willing to take it to hunt flying dragons every day and feed it until it was full every day.

The Archmage disturbed Lin Qi's dream. He leaned over and told the lazy audience about his adventure.

The Sword Master of Hoth was busy guarding and baking food, and no Asul was willing to let Lynch show off his superb cooking skills.

Amidst the sweet sizzling sound of roasted meat, Teclis judged his insignificant first half of life.