In the depths of the Silvermoon Forest, the gnolls had established their own tribe. They cleared the trees to create a wide space and used the timber to build simple wooden huts.
They had no allies, or rather, if they were starving, allies would also beco food.
As soon as Su Nian approached the gnoll tribe, he sharply heard the shouts coming from within.
The sounds of the gnolls were very peculiar, neither barking like dogs nor howling like wolves.
It was more like a combination of a beastly growl, akin to an engine's hum, and a tongue-clicking sound, which was quite unsettling.
As soon as Su Nian and his kobold followers appeared, they were imdiately spotted by the patrolling gnolls outside the tribe.
These gnolls, in groups of three to five, quickly surrounded Su Nian and the kobolds, their fierce eyes filled with greed and a hint of wariness.
They stood about two ters tall and appeared very robust.
Their heads resembled hyenas, with yellow teeth and red eyes, and their bodies were covered in thick, dark yellow manes. The fur on their faces and backs was even darker, leaning towards deep brown, with so sporting black leopard-like spots.
The weapons in their hands were quite decent, many of which were standard gear taken from humans.
Moreover, among every five gnolls, there was always one with three or four human skulls hanging from its waist and leading a snarling mountain wolf.
[Elite Gnoll]
[Level: 12 (Tier 2)]
"Vile kobolds! This is the gnoll tribe. Either get out of our territory or get into our bellies!"
An elite gnoll, leading a mountain wolf, stepped forward. Its brutal gaze fixed intently on the kobolds, issuing a low warning, with foul-slling saliva dripping from its fanged mouth.
It raised the axe in its hand, crouched slightly, and took a half-step back, already in an attack stance.
If not for the terrifyingly nacing black dragon standing behind these kobolds, they wouldn't have wasted words on these trash-like kobolds.
Polikri looked at the gnolls around them, who were much taller and stronger, and couldn't help but feel a bit terrified. However, it quickly cald its fear because its master was behind it—this was a classic case of "the dog relying on the dragon's power!"
The great master is invincible!
"I'll count to three, and your chief better co out, or today will be the day you return to Eresnu, the god of hatred and slaughter!"
Polikri pointed at the elite gnoll's nose, its fierce exterior masking its inner cowardice, looking as ridiculous as a child challenging a towering adult to a duel.
It must be said, Polikri had done quite well to reach this point. If it were a cannon fodder goblin or a goblin, they would have already been scared stiff by the ferocious gnolls.
"Kobold, do you know what you're saying?"
The elite gnoll's eyes grew fiercer, and the surrounding gnolls crouched low, emitting a "grrr" growl, their blood-red eyes filled with murderous intent, just waiting for an attack command.
Polikri gritted its teeth and shouted, "Three—!"
"Two—!"
"Attack! Kill these fools who don't know their place. The chief hasn't tasted dragon at yet, and today all gnolls will feast on dragon at!!"
"Howl—"
The elite gnoll interrupted Polikri, raising its rusty axe and swinging it at the diminutive Polikri.
However, in the next mont, a thick black light flashed.
The elite gnoll felt a sharp pain in its chest, and with a "crack" sound, it was sent flying backward, its chest caved in, crashing through two or three trees before collapsing on the ground, twitching its legs before finally eting its end.
Truly a chaotic and evil race.
They don't shed tears until they see the coffin.
Su Nian couldn't help but sigh inwardly. He was like a wolf among sheep, his thick dragon claws crushing a gnoll's head amidst its pitiful screams, red and white matter splattering, leaving chilling marks on his dark scales.
His arms, dragon horns, and even his tail had beco sharp weapons.
The violent strength ant that any gnoll hit by him was either dead or severely injured.
And these gnolls, who didn't know their place, could barely even scratch him. Occasionally, when struck by swords or blades, they only left a white mark on his scales.
By the ti Polikri and the kobolds reacted, only a ss of severed limbs remained at the tribe's entrance, the pungent sll of blood mixed with the stench of urine perating every inch of the air.
From ti to ti, gnolls with ghastly death faces were thrown into the sky by the black dragon from within the tribe, crashing outside the fence like garbage.
The scorching green dragonbreath burned a fiery line, raising thick black smoke. In no ti, the entire gnoll tribe was in chaos, a complete ss.
Inside the gnoll tribe, Su Nian sat cross-legged on the gnoll chief's animal skin mat, his powerful black dragon claws covered in knotted muscles. He held the gnoll chief's head, lifting it up.
"I heard you wanted to taste dragon at?"
The hoarse, rough Draconic voice was like the roar of a demon from the abyss, the scimitar-like dragon horns pointing directly at the gnoll's eyes, as if ready to pierce and scramble its brains at any mont.
"Tru... True Dragon, Your Excellency, I... I never had such a ridiculous thought."
"The gnoll tribe is willing to surrender, to beco your followers! No! To beco your slaves!"
The gnoll chief was terrified, having been enjoying himself on his animal skin mat with a few female gnolls when a fearso and majestic black dragon suddenly stord into his tribe.
He had never seen such a black dragon.
In his mind, black dragons were weak and ugly, foolish and arrogant, with scrawny bodies, squatting in swamps eating rotten fish and shrimp.
Such black dragons didn't scare the gnoll chief. If he was willing to pay a price, he might even have a chance to lead his gnolls to kill a Tier 3 young black dragon.
But this black dragon was different.
He had a body as majestic and muscular as a red dragon, with demon-like, nacing, thick curved horns.
He could even breathe corrosive green flas.
Just a slight touch had burned his hand, and if he hadn't decisively cut it off, he might have lost his entire gnoll tribe by now.
"Ke ke ke..."
"Give up resistance, or the next mont, I will crush your skull!"
Hearing this, the gnoll chief obediently relaxed his body, hanging in the air like a corpse, not daring to resist. He silently opened his mind, knowing that this black dragon was about to make him sign a Dragonblood Pact.
Once a drop of dragon blood rged into the gnoll's brow, Su Nian felt a trace of bloodline connection and released the gnoll chief.
"From now on, your na is Big Grey Wolf."
"Starting today, every day, lead your remaining gnolls to run ten kiloters morning and evening, go to the Spear Boar's territory during the day, lift them up and put them down, repeating five hundred tis."
"In addition, you must also do a thousand burpees and push-ups... hmm... that's it for now."
Big Grey Wolf knelt on the ground, touching the black scales on his neck, respectfully asking:
"Great Master, what are burpees and push-ups?"
"Polikri will tell you."
Su Nian kicked a gnoll corpse blocking his path with his hind paw, casually making his way to the center of the tribe. He flew to the top of the bonfire rack, spreading his majestic and nacing dragon body, overlooking all the gnolls.
"Surrender or die!"
The thunderous dragon roar echoed over the tribe.
The scarred gnolls looked at each other, then at their chief who had already defected, and finally could only prostrate themselves on the ground, trembling to show their submission.
In truth, Su Nian could have directly forced the gnoll chief to sign a pact.
But with these chaotic and evil gnolls, he couldn't sign with every single one, so establishing dominance through a massacre was necessary.
DND book gnolls
Later, gnolls gradually dragonified by Su Nian
Anna fishing scene
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