The man with long hair looked at everyone, his regal clothes enhanced his beauty and regality even more, to the point he seemed to have come from a completely different world than the lizards in front of him…
"You there…" he said with a cold voice.
Before Kraxka, a man he had never seen before emerged, a man covered in the bluish light of divinity… a man that only exuded the air of pure divine power, this man… he was not a simple ice giant.
And he easily noticed it on his enormous draconic horns, and the scaled tail he had, the scales growing around his hands, shoulders, and chest too…
What… was he? He looked like an ice giant, but had scales, tail, and claws like them!
And to boot… he spoke their language.
He heard it right, the chief had an excellent hearing sense after all. He heard this man speak the language of the lizardmen rather excellently! In all his years he never saw other people being able to speak their tongue, and his father was forced to learn their language instead to be able to speak.
…Of course, he ended getting killed and all of his efforts were in vain.
But now that wasn't important, what was important was what was in front of his eyes, this group of people that literally descended to the lizardmen now… what were their true intentions now?
What did they wanted?
Kraxka was spoken by their leader, as he nervously walked towards them.
"Y-Yes…" he said fearfully. "I-I am… the chief of this tribe… Please, oh holy spirits, don't punish us for our ignorance…"
The man looked down at the lizardman, his size was over three meters tall compared to Kraxka only being around almost two meters.
The lizardman admired the enormous and tall giant, as his eyes opened widely as he spoke.
"I see. My name is Drake. I am actually an Ice Dragon. I have descended here some time ago because I wanted to inspect the area. You, Kraxka, seem to be from a small tribe of lizardmen that settled around my mobile castle." Said the man.
"Y-Yes… I-Ice dragon? You're a legendary Scaled God as well?" asked Kraxka in shock. "I-Incredible, you don't look at all like one, yet your aura is definitely that of one!"
"Scaled God?" wondered Drake. "Well, you can see my true form if you truly want to."
Drake suddenly gathered his energies around his body, and suddenly white smoke exploded everywhere, and a thundering sound similar to lightning falling from the sky resonated as he transformed…
BOOOM!!!
All the Lizardmen were left speechless and even more shocked as they looked at the scene of a gigantic serpent emerge before them, it was covered in armor-like metallic silvery-white scales, and it had nine gigantic heads, each one different in shape, alongside another nine tails, long and shaped like sharp spears… it had two enormous pairs of wings, and six large limbs that could crush mountains…
"W-Wha…!"
"S-Scaled God!"
"S-Scale… God…"
"God!"
"It is a God!"
The Lizardmen all began to praise Drake as a God in a second, his very appearance and intimidating aura didn't made them see as a monster or something, they actually saw him as a god.
It seems as if the lizardmen's culture was different in many things, and one of such differences was that they praised Dragons as Gods… and called them Scaled Gods.
Drake quickly began to wonder that as his other heads looked at the main one and some others at the lizardmen, the rest of his party stood there in silence, completely overshadowed by the attention-seeking dragon.
"Drake don't you think that's enough?" asked Miranda through telepathy. "More and they'll begin making you a statue."
"Okay…"
POOF!
Drake quickly turned back into his ice giant form with scales and a tail, as he looked at the rest of the lizardmen in silence. Well, he seemed that he had left them literally frozen because they were left so speechless, they were not saying a single word, just admiring him.
"Ahem… I have come here because you were at the side of my castle… I thought that you might need my help." Said Drake. "In exchange, you'll provide me with information, as much as I need."
"Y-Yes! Of course!" said Kraxka, as he kneeled before Drake once more. "Y-You're willing to take care of us, oh, grand nine-headed Scaled God?!"
"Yeah… It is not much of a problem for me, but I don't think I can let you go inside yet. The icy temperatures inside might not be ideal for your kin, so you'll stay outside for now and I will provide with things you might need…" said Drake. "How's that?"
"(I also want to see how they can progress without going into my castle, perhaps I could build a whole lizardman nation here, it would be kind of similar to the sects that are far away from me but are still mine… Like vessel nations, yes, that's the word!)" thought Drake.
The lizardmen were all happy, out of nowhere who they thought came to punish them was in fact here to help them out in exchange for information and knowledge they held! And Drake was also happy they didn't acted awkward, nor they became savages, but they were all just filled with devotion.
He was also curious about this "Scaled God" name and whatever it could truly be, as he was wondering what they meant by calling him something like that… and more.
The chief quickly calmed himself down and so did everybody, as the aura of Drake became more and more soothing instead of intimidating, they welcomed this unexpected guest with a lot of hospitality and their food, offering it to him alongside his companions.
The group quickly sat down around a large bonfire as they brought out food that Drake had also bought for the occasion, and he shared it with all the lizardmen, who were able to also stuff their stomach with delicious meat from Drake's dungeon monsters' meat reserves.
