Chapter 452 The Battle with the Totem Poisonous Lizard King

"By next spring, the Vine Snake Tribe must be eradicated!"

The Clan Leader of the Poison Lizard Tribe, with a string of beast teeth and a small skull hanging around his neck, picked up a bowl of blood-red wine and drank it all in one gulp. Then he tore off a large chunk of meat from an unrecognizable beast's leg that was strung up over the fire pit in front of the three men, chewed a bite, tossed the bone aside, and sprawled out as a poisonous lizard with a row of sharp spikes on its green-scaled back crunched down on the beast bone with a crackle.

The Old Wizard picked up the blood-red wine, then took out a small pinch of something from the leather pouch on his body and threw it in. Upon closer inspection, it was a few small worms struggling in the blood wine for a while before they stopped moving. After gulping it down, the Old Wizard's face quickly turned green and then red again, and a faint black air spurted out from his nostrils. All of a sudden, he looked ruddy and spirited.