Chapter 55: Sacrificing One's Life for Assassination
"What are you dodging?"
"Look at me, you bastard!"
Agrippina was half drunk, her mouth reeking of alcohol.
He picked up a shining dagger and threatened Allen with a grin:
"You have two choices. Either you serve me obediently, or you give me your heart as a drink!"
Agrippina, the half-green dragon ogre, tried to force herself on Overlord Allen.
However, there are differences between men and women after all.
Unless a male who is forced actively cooperates, nothing can be accomplished.
What's more, she even threatened.
It is even more difficult to do so under tremendous mental pressure.
Fortunately, Alan is not an ordinary person.
Secretly calculating how to play along.
At the same time, look for an opportunity to kill the witch.
Agrippina is half dragon.
The parts of the body covered with dragon scales are invulnerable to swords and guns and are invulnerable.
However, her internal organs are as fragile as those of ordinary people.
The question is, how to bypass the dragon's scales and strike directly at the internal organs?
Alan thought of the bone-penetrating force.
He has already practiced this martial art to the highest level.
All the limbs and body parts are infused with magic power and can temporarily become as hard as iron!
All limbs!
…
At the critical moment, Allen suddenly attacked!
Agrippina could never have dreamed that she would be ambushed in this way and under such circumstances.
I couldn't help but scream!
Allen, slowly detached himself from her.
The places where their bodies touched, from the lower abdomen to the thighs, were all stained red with blood.
Agrippina, dying, tries to call for the guards.
Alan's hands were chained, but fortunately his legs could still move.
He quickly took a step forward.
He stepped on her neck with his bare feet, injecting force into her bones.
He exerted force with his feet, and with a crack, the cervical vertebrae broke!
Agrippina's screams stopped abruptly.
The guards outside the house heard faint screams.
But I didn't care.
His mistress treated her male favorite very roughly.
This level of wailing is nothing new.
Just treat it as a pleasure in bed.
He had no idea that the hostess had died tragically.
Allen found the key from Agrippina's body.
Try to open the handcuffs.
Rubbing his wrist, Allen returned to Agrippina's body.
He reached forward with his left hand and pressed it on the corpse's chest.
A bone spur protruded from the palm of his hand, and with a "puff" sound, it passed through the gaps in the dragon scales and pierced deeply into the chest.
Injection of digestive juice.
Soon, Agrippina's flesh, blood and bones all liquefied.
Alan used the bone spurs on his palms and sucked madly.
Until Agrippina was sucked dry, only a piece of skin was left.
After finishing, Alan burped and his face was flushed.
Every inch of muscle in my body is filled with endless energy.
He already knew that creatures that absorbed dragon blood were very nutritious!
However, the benefits that Agrippina brought him far exceeded those of ordinary dragon people.
The difference between the two is like that between ginseng and carrots.
Alan picked up the dagger and stabbed it into the human skin's neck.
The blade avoids the hard scales and cuts in a circular shape.
The head was soon cut off.
To be exact, it's just an empty shell of a skull.
Like a helmet.
Alan put the hollow head on his own head.
After digging out his eyeballs, two holes were left, just enough to reveal his eyes.
Alan turned and walked to the basin and looked in the water.
The blurry figure reflected in the mirror looked exactly like Agrippina when she was alive.
Nodded with satisfaction.
Alan came to the bed.
He grabbed the armor and battle robe that Agrippina had taken off and put them on himself.
The collar and the raised bearskin cloak collar perfectly concealed the knife marks on the neck.
Put on the helmet, leaving only the protruding dragon's snout exposed.
He lowered his visor and looked out through the grating.
The field of vision is fairly clear.
What’s even better is that other people can’t see the details of his face through the visor.
This provided a guarantee for impersonating Agrippina and getting away with it.
Another problem is the voice.
Alan tried to imitate the devil's accent and felt that he was about 60% similar.
Pretend to be half drunk.
You should be able to get away with speaking with a lisp and mumbling.
Thinking of this, Alan opened the door and walked out with his head held high.
The guards quickly bowed and saluted!
Allen imitated Agrippina's arrogance, waved his hand casually, burped, and left the tent.
The guard took a furtive look into the bedroom.
I didn't see the blue boy.
When he thought of the hostess burping, he understood what she meant and smiled in an unkind way.
It was obvious that the blue-skinned boy was not only ravaged by Lady Agrippina in bed, but was literally eaten by her afterwards.
It was indeed a sumptuous meal!
Allen disguised himself as Agrippina and patrolled the camp in a swaggering manner.
He strolled into the kitchen and said he wanted to check the wine reserves himself.
The old saying goes well.
If the cook does not steal, the crops will not be harvested.
The fireman who works in the kitchen has to take some advantage of the situation.
When they saw the hostess coming to inspect, they were all so scared that their legs were shaking and they kept wiping cold sweat.
Alan opened each barrel and looked inside.
He reached in and dipped his hand in the wine, pretending to taste it.
Then he nodded with satisfaction.
The cooks all breathed a sigh of relief .
He was completely unaware that the wine barrel had been poisoned.
The wine was quickly delivered to the celebration banquet and consumed by the drunken dragons.
Ordinary dragon people do not have the abnormal toxin resistance like Agrippina.
"Living in drunkenness and dreaming of death" is enough to kill them.
Allen left the kitchen and went to inspect the prisoner-of-war camp.
After walking around inside, I found that all the guards in the camp were lying down.
Next, Alan removes his disguise.
All the 300-plus prisoners of war, led by Roushan, were released and distributed armor and weapons.
Lead this army of ogres, rush into the celebration banquet and start a killing spree!
At this time, the dragon man who drank the poisoned wine had already been poisoned.
The vast majority had no ability to resist at all and were killed in the blink of an eye, like cutting melons and vegetables.
More than six hundred corpses were piled up in a mess, and the blood dyed the snow red.
Alan ordered.
Pour the remaining poisoned wine on the corpse and set it on fire.
The fire spread rapidly.
The entire dragon camp was soon engulfed in flames.
Alan led the rescued ogres and stood guard outside the fire scene.
Kill anyone who escapes!
Kill the two that escape!
The battle continued until dawn the next day.
The dragon camp has been reduced to a scorched earth, with no one left alive.
Alan led the ogres back to the snow mountain tribe.
The next day, the eldest mistress took the initiative to give up her position.
Allen, who became famous in one battle, ascended the throne of the chief of the Snow Mountain Tribe with the support of all his tribesmen.
