023 Rotten Blood Subspecies_1

The lizardman, who had barely escaped, opened his mouth and tried to say something, but fell into a coma without uttering a word.

Clearly, the information he brought back was extremely important, so Saru quickly called for a lizardman shaman.

There were no priests in the lizardman clan, but they did have a few lizardman shamans, who possessed some low-level healing spells.

The shaman's hands emitted a pale green glow, representing healing, but at best it only somewhat alleviated the symptoms of the lizardman lying on the ground.

Soon, the poisoned lizardman slowly opened his eyes and, without wasting time, struggled to say, "Rot… rotten blood, and a six-headed rotten blood multi-headed serpent lizard!"

After finishing his sentence, the lizardman's head tilted and he fainted again––uttering those few words had consumed all his strength.

Seeing this, the lizardman shaman hurriedly cast his healing spell, which had little effect.

However, the poisoned lizardman showed no signs of improvement, and it was clear that he would not wake up anytime soon.

Saru, with a solemn expression, instructed several lizardman warriors to carry the injured caretaker back to the clan for proper treatment, for perhaps he could still be saved with the help of some herbal medicine.

Seeing Saru's expression, Otto asked, "What does he mean by rotten blood?"

Saru sighed and then explained, "The term 'rotten blood' comes from the legends passed down by our lizardman ancestors. Sometimes, the monsters living in the swamp would undergo mutations after consuming swamp spiders or other poisonous insects, which eventually caused their flesh to become extremely toxic and produced a new subspecies. We collectively refer to them as rotten blood."

Otto asked, "So, there is a six-headed rotten blood multi-headed serpent lizard in this swamp?"

Saru nodded and continued, "That seems to be the case. The process of transforming from an ordinary monster into a rotten blood subspecies is itself extremely dangerous, so the monsters that successfully become rotten blood subspecies must have been the most formidable and ferocious of their kind."

"If I'm not wrong, this rotten blood multi-headed serpent lizard should be the most powerful and terrifying creature in this swamp."

Hearing this, Otto became more interested. Seeing that Otto showed no intention of backing down, Saru could only continue to share his knowledge, hoping that it would make their upcoming operation smoother.

"The biggest difference between a rotten blood monster and an ordinary monster is their blood. Even an ordinary wound would cause their blood to boil and then spurt out like a fountain. Their blood contains a potent toxin, so if someone were to touch even a small amount, they would end up like that..."

Saru pointed to the lizardman lying on the ground, making his point very clear.

Of course, Otto was not just a brute who only knew how to fight. He analyzed Saru's scarce ancestral information and stroked his chin with his claw, making quite a human-like gesture, before sharing his thoughts.

"It sounds like an area-of-effect group damage, so it would be best if fewer people participated in the battle. Moreover, since there is only one left, perhaps it would be better for me to go in and deal with it alone."

Such a suggestion was immediately met with opposition from both Saru and Sofia.

Saru shook his head, "Your Majesty, this is too risky! The swamp terrain is complex, and the toxicity of the rotten blood is extremely potent..."

Sofia stared at them with wide, bright eyes and shouted, "I won't allow it! At the very least, you have to take me with you! Sofia is very powerful and can use many spells to help you!"

The half-elf girl's voice became smaller as she went on. She knew very well that her low-level spells would have minimal effect on the multi-headed serpent lizard with six heads, let alone the more powerful rotten blood subspecies.Otto was not an indecisive dragon. Once he made a decision, he would not hesitate or waste time, especially when it was the best choice.

He raised his head and spoke with certainty, "I have strong poison resistance. It's just a big reptile, and it won't cause me any trouble. So don't worry too much!"

Seeing that the two were still worried, Otto flapped his wings, creating a strong wind that made it difficult for everyone present to keep their balance.

"See, I have wings. If there's any danger, I'll take off and evacuate right away!"

Since Otto had already gone this far, there was no room for Saru to say any more. Sofia was still worried, but she knew that Otto wouldn't listen to her. In the end, she could only see him off with a sullen mood.

Following the direction of the Lizardman's return, Otto slowly walked deep into the dark, damp swamp.

As he ventured further, the terrain around him became increasingly complex, with trees of varying heights, pools of water, and rotting plants everywhere.

The mud here seemed bottomless and looked no different from ordinary ground. But if one took a wrong step, they could easily sink inside.

Otto disliked this environment. In other words, apart from the abnormal Black Dragon, few dragons would choose to live in such a dirty and sticky place.

The natural traps in this area full of dangers were useless to Otto.

He had already consumed many creatures that allowed him to thrive easily in the swamp, granting him the ability to live in both land and water, even breathing underwater.

Soon, he found the lair of the Rotten Blood Multi-headed Serpent Lizard. It wasn't hard to find, as he could see the large expanse of green poisonous mist from far away.

Having devoured numerous Giant Poisonous Snakes and various toxic plants, Otto's poison resistance was strong.

The toxic mist wouldn't harm him. But the smell wasn't pleasant either; it was a nauseating mix of sour and stench.

As he ventured deeper into the toxic mist, he finally saw the so-called Rotten Blood Multi-headed Serpent Lizard.

From its appearance, it looked no different from ordinary Multi-headed Serpent Lizards. Its entire skin had turned green, and its size was huge, even larger than Otto by quite a bit.

The monster was cruelly feasting on an unconscious Lizardman with its six heads. Not far away, two poisoned Lizardmen lay in a coma.

Although they hadn't yet been eaten, their breathing was shallow, indicating they wouldn't live much longer.

There were several unhealed wounds on its body, oozing boiling toxic blood, which should be the handiwork of the Lizardmen.

Otto's size was not conducive to hiding, especially since he swam through the mud and toxic water to get here.

The green Rotten Blood creature had already noticed Otto, and its massive form made it feel threatened.

One of its snake heads bared its teeth and let out a piercing roar at Otto as a warning, while the other heads swiftly devoured the pitiful Lizardman.

Otto didn't really want to get close to this deadly toxic creature, so he opened his mouth wide and released his most powerful Flame Breath.