Reborn as a Lizard: Evolve! Cultivate! Become a Dragon!

Brandon felt his strength slowly coming back. He folded the wings that had been spread out in the air and kept in this posture. He was a little more mighty, but a little tired. Now that Brandon's power was back, his confidence suddenly improved. He shook his huge head and let out a melodious dragon roar.

The cannibals seemed even more frightened, and began to tremble, as if their bodies were shaking. Brandon looked around and saw such a bunch of people lying on the ground, not knowing how to deal with it.

At this time, the old man with almost no teeth suddenly stood up, lowered his head tightly, made an extremely respectful gesture to Brandon, and spoke loudly. After hearing this, Brandon couldn't help but say hello all over his head.

The old man was gesticulating and trying to explain something to him. It took Brandon a long time to figure out that he was inviting him to his tribe. Sure enough, communication was everywhere. Brandon hesitated for a moment, but he couldn't help his curiosity, and planned to take a look to see if there were any clues about the dragon.

The look on their faces suggested that they recognised this creature. And Brandon was also very curious about the primitive tribe itself. He stepped out of the pit, towards the old man, and started walking outside.

Although Brandon was less than four metres long, he weighed four to five tons. The cells in his body were highly concentrated, and the density of his muscles was obviously much larger than that of ordinary animals.

As usual, Brandon carefully controlled his strength on every step he took. If he didn’t control his own strength, he would have fallen into a deep hole while stepping down.

He walked forward slowly, making rumbling sounds along the way. The cannibals felt the whole earth shaking, and their awe became more obvious. Brandon felt that after walking for ten minutes, he saw the outline of a tribe in the distance. It was a wall surrounded by logs. It was about three metres high and looked very strong. Of course this barrier was for ordinary creatures.

Slowly, Brandon followed the old man to the gate on the side of the wall. A string of human heads hung on the gate, which looked very fresh. Their faces had expressions of fear, still dripping with blood, with some having their eyes open, and others having them closed. They looked very eerie.

He suddenly felt a little chilly. Brandon resisted the nausea in his heart and slowly followed the old man into the door. It looked like a village inside. Many cannibal children and women were busy outside, handling prey. Brandon keenly discovered that several of the prey were human beings.

They handled these corpses carefully, as if performing mysterious rituals, painted strange patterns on their corpses, then dug out their hearts, livers, other internal organs, and placed them on a crude clay pot. They put it on the fire and started cooking.

When the remaining cannibals saw Brandon crawling in, they screamed in fright. At this time, the clan leader next to the old man spoke loudly, and the surrounding area suddenly became quiet.

Brandon had been feeling a little uncomfortable since he came here. I can't tell why, maybe it's because I feel disgusted when I see them eating people. He looked around.

There were about a hundred huts in the whole village. This tribe was obviously not very big. The thatched houses were very crudely made, and many places were rough. Many of them didn’t even have roofs.

Brandon followed the old man and watched as he walked towards the largest hut in the village. This hut was made very finely. Of course, this was a relative term. In fact, it was an enlarged version of an ordinary thatched hut, which was very crude. The only characteristic was that it was big, more than five metres high.

About fifty metres away from the thatched cottage, the road was paved with a layer of fine dark red sand. Some places looked bright red and exuded a bloody smell. The blood had obviously been poured on it just now. There are no weeds around, and someone should be cleaning them regularly.

Brandon followed the old man and walked inside. There were two rows of huge stone pillars on the roadside, and a leather bag made of unknown leather was hung on each pillar.

It looks very smooth, like... human skin. A thought flashed in his mind, and he felt that the more he looked at it, the more similar it became. It was obviously not a whole piece of leather, because he found that the leather bag was of different colours, and it should have been sewn from multiple pieces of leather, but there were no gaps at all.

He found that there was an unpleasant, disgusting rotten smell inside. His curiosity drove him to gently push the leather bag open and take a look. Brandon almost fainted. What was inside turned out to be some human remains - eyes, ears, toes, etc., all bloody and horrific.

There were such pillars almost every ten metres. A long animal skin hung on the top of the stone pillar, which is covered with various strange symbols.

Since the cannibals arrived there, they had actually become solemn, and some of them looked at Brandon with awe and curiosity from time to time.

Brandon stepped on the dark red fine sand road, and the huge weight caused dark red blood to ooze from time to time. In front of the thatched house was a wooden door, which was made from a whole giant tree and looked huge and heavy. The patriarch called four strong men to open the door. This gate was obviously not opened often.

CREAK!

The gate made a harsh groan, and a puff of dust fell down. At this time, Brandon's heart was beating rapidly involuntarily, as if he had a premonition that he was about to see something unimaginable. He couldn't help but open his eyes wide and stare at the door.

The door slowly opened and finally, Brandon saw a huge statue inside, more than four metres high. It was a humanoid silhouette with another creature having two goat-like horns on his head and a snake-like tail behind him. But that didn't surprise Brandon. What really surprised him was the creature next to him.

Although the statue had become a little blurry over the years, Brandon was absolutely certain that it was a giant dragon. The giant dragon in the statue looked up at the humanoid creature slightly, looking a little respectful. The dragon seemed to be his subordinate.

Seeing this scene, Brandon was so shocked that he couldn't help himself. Since the dragon was real, the stronger humanoid creature must also be real. Where is this being? What would he do? It seems that this world is much more mysterious than I imagined.