Final Lord

Chapter 172 Hunting the Wild Bull
"Moo!" The bull, upon spotting the enemy, remained unfazed. It widened its eyes, lowered its head, and launched a trampling charge towards the lizardman!
The putrid mud churned between the bulls' hooves, and the lizardman gave a wicked smile. Suddenly, three fluorescent tentacles burst forth from beneath his black robe. These sensory organs, cultivated from the eyes of the razor crocodile lizard, projected the positions of all thirty bulls onto the inner side of his flaring eyelids, giving him complete awareness of their movements.

Whoa!

The lizardmen and the herd of bulls brushed past him, the nearest bull being exactly 2.1 meters away.

The damage radius of the Bull's Stomp Charge is 2 meters around it!
The man in black robes was positioned at the perfect distance, avoiding the impact of the bull's charge!

The instant the bull charged past him, his arm suddenly stretched out, transforming in mid-air into a giant python with a gaping maw, which bit down hard on the bull's rear end!
Chi!

The bull charged forward, while the giant python bit from behind! With one bite, the skin was torn open and flesh was ripped apart! The giant python had bitten off half of the bull's body, and its intestines and internal organs gushed out with the blood, staining most of the swamp red.

"Moo!" The bull herd went berserk upon seeing their kin killed!

The remaining bulls that hadn't yet charged immediately adjusted their orientation and charged towards the lizardmen!
"Heh heh. Silly bull." The lizardman laughed cruelly, slightly shifting his body to dodge the bull's attack.

His tail suddenly broke off, twisted and floated in mid-air, and turned into a lizard skin hand drum.

"Boom! Boom!"

A deep, resonant rhythm of a voodoo drum echoed from the depths of the swamp. Suddenly, the lizardman's right leg transformed into a giant salamander tail, spewing out a thick, dark green mist from between its scales!

Seven wild bulls charged into the thick fog, their eyeballs bursting, their heads swaying from side to side, as if they had gone blind.

"Moo!" The chief bull's horns glowed with crimson patterns, and it roared angrily at the lizardman! The lizardman's eyes were glazed over, as if he had been mocked by the chief bull, and he walked towards the chief bull in a daze.

The bull chieftain roared, closing in on the lizardman, his eyes flashing with an eerie light! A skeletal phantom transformed into a beam of light, flying towards the lizardman's head!

"Gah! Death's Gaze? I've been waiting for you!" Suddenly, a third eye opened on the lizardman's forehead, and all control effects were lifted!
The scales on his left arm suddenly burst open, revealing a fleshy groove inlaid with three flesh sacs.

Just as Death was about to rush to his side, the flesh sac burst open, and a mud golem suddenly sprang up from the swamp, using its body to block the deadly Death!
At the same time, a wisp of black mist appeared in the fleshy groove of the lizardman's arm.

"Hahaha! I can do Death Gaze too!"

The lizardman's ghostly face tattoo on the back of his neck suddenly came to life, transforming into a ghost and charging into the herd of bulls.

The lizardman flashed and teleported to the ghost's location.

His left hand's five fingers transformed into five parasitic vines, which burrowed into the brain of a wild bull through its nostrils, while his right hand drew a serrated scimitar forged from the teeth of a crocodile lizard from his spine.

The curved blade swept across, severing the horn of a wild bull; the vines, unleashing their ferocity, sucked the brains out of the bull alive!

And this was just the beginning!
Black mist enveloped the lizardman's hands, and the phantom of death surged forth, sweeping across the body of a wild bull.

The bull trembled, collapsed powerlessly, and stopped breathing!
Death's gaze is fixed upon all beings, for none are created equal! Without supernatural powers, only death awaits! Even the mighty bull himself cannot escape it!

Boom boom boom!
The music from the lizard skin drum had reached its peak. The lizardman smiled cruelly, his body disintegrating into four strange phenomena that exploded in the bull camp!
The putrid dandelion blooms among the wild bulls, causing them to advance and retreat haphazardly.

Countless blood-sucking leeches surged out from the swamp and swept across the battlefield.

Six lizard totems were planted in the center of the camp, and crimson lightning struck back down, charring the bull's body black.

Finally, there were four lizard arms floating in the air, each holding a scimitar, which simultaneously pierced the bull chieftain's heart from four directions!
The bull chieftain's pupils darkened, and he swayed before collapsing to the ground. This time, he couldn't rise again like his kin.

"Moo moo moo!" The lizardman's voice emerged from the void, calling out to the remaining bulls.

Upon hearing the roar, the bull became even more enraged. It charged into the strange phenomenon, its hooves pounding through the mud, only to be killed by a variety of chaotic means.

In the end, only the most timid bull remained, swaying and kneeling in the blood of its companions.

"Boom boom boom!"

The drumming stopped, and all the strange phenomena vanished. Countless disorganized organs returned to their original form, transforming him back into a lizardman.

The lizardman walked up to the bull with a grin, touched its horns, and said:
"You're the only one who knows what's good for you. Fine, one is fine too. Anyway, it's from the Trial Grounds, use it to your heart's content, I won't feel bad about wasting it."

He slapped the bull hard, and the bull's eyes rolled back as it fainted.

The lizardmen sifted through the carcasses of wild bulls scattered everywhere, selecting a bunch of useful organs.

He cut open the bull's back and stuffed all those organs inside. The unconscious bull throbbed in agony, but couldn't wake up at all.

Soon, as the lizardman chanted the incantation, a tree five meters tall grew from the bull's back!

The tree was made entirely of flesh and blood, without a single leaf, and smelled of a rotting corpse.

But the lizardman twitched his nose and exclaimed with delight, "Hmm! This wonderful and sweet smell gives me a feeling that a big shipment is about to be made."

There are twelve minutes left. I can go harvest the last patch of land I just finished planting.

The lizardman hummed a little tune as he hopped into the swamp and quickly swam to a patch of moss. There he killed a swarm of poisonous flies and planted a magical field.

"Hmm?" As they approached the mossy area, the lizardman's nose twitched, and his expression suddenly changed! "Not good!"

The totem on his back transformed into a ghost once more, teleporting him from the swamp to the edge of a mossy mud pit.

Before his eyes, the place that should have been growing delicious organ fruits had become a rotten, withered land, with flesh and swamp mud mixed together, emitting a repulsive smell.

"My farmland has been destroyed." A chill ran down the lizardman's spine! "Our witch doctors' farmland cannot be cut by knives, burned by fire, or flooded. It can only be destroyed by very special methods!"

The enemy commander spotted me, and he knew my profession!

Damn it! The enemy has definitely set an ambush to kill me!

The lizardman shuddered and instantly teleported into the swamp, diving deep underwater.

He peered through the water, cautiously observing the swamp. The swamp was very quiet, with only the occasional chirping of insects.

But the lizardmen felt that this tranquil swamp was fraught with danger and lurking with murderous intent!
(End of this chapter)