The Rise Of A Porter

The red lizardman was bigger than any other type of lizardman he had encountered so far in the swamps. This lizardman was as tall as his golems but it was considerably more muscled than them and looked like a crazed crocodile running on drugs.

'Comparing it to the golems wouldn't do him justice...' Arnold thought as the giant lizard blankly stared at him with its majestic eyes, 'After all, he resembles a miniature Godzilla more than an ice golem.'

Just by looking at the lizardman, Arnold was sure about one thing. The Lizardmen race was not a single race but rather consist of a collection of vastly different species, specialising in a variety of combat. Though they were genetically related to other reptiles that inhabit the swamps before the radiation and stuff, their hierarchy was something Arnold didn't know much about till now.

While Arnold was wondering about the lizard in front of him, the bunch of automatons that were present there, simultaneously jumped at the unarmed monster hoping to quickly put him down, but they couldn't even get near him.

With one swoop of his tail, the red lizardman destroyed three out of the seven automatons and with his hands, he crushed the remaining automatons like they were made of soda cans and aluminium foil.

Arnold's automatons which were made specifically to kill the lizardmen, couldn't even last for a second in front of the monster. What intimidated him more wasn't the fact that the lizardman managed to destroy seven of his automatons almost instantly, but the fact that the lizardman didn't even turn around to look at his enemies... his eyes were fixed on the man in front of him.

'This guy is on a whole another level...'

Arnold designed his new range of automatons to fight the lizardmen whom he had found and fought against during his earlier visits in the swamp, and that's why they weren't able to last against the red lizard. Arnold had now a vague analogy to classify the lizardmen into different groups.

If lizardmen were like an army as a whole, then the green-skinned ones could be classed as Privates as they were the weakest among their species and were the most common type of lizards one would find in the swamps. They mostly fought barehanded, with their teeth, limbs, and tails consisting of their primary way of offence. You could say their IQ was low but that meant they were unpredictable and hence dangerous.

Then came the grey-skinned lizardmen whom Arnold would give the rank of a sergeant, were like large crocodiles whose entire body seemed to have evolved for combat and warfare. They were taller and stronger looking than the common lizardman but stood a bit shorter than an average man and were around 5'5"-5'8" feet tall, with their bony crest protecting their heads and neck, and tough scales that run down their backs, arms and spines. They usually carried a weapon with them but rarely wore any armour. Even when unarmed, they were perfectly capable of slaying their enemies just like the most common type of lizardmen. Their tails and limbs are equipped with all manner of naturally hard spurs and talons, and their jaws are powerful enough to crush even the bones into dust.

And at last, came the red lizardman. So far it was the strongest among the different types of lizardmen Arnold had encountered in the swamps. The lizardman in front of him was also the largest among the other Lizardmen he had seen in the swamps so far. You could essentially call them giant cousins of the regular lizardmen, clearly bred for their brute strength and power. Just by looking at one of them, Arnold was fairly sure that every single one of these red lizards was exceptionally large and powerful creatures, and maybe their intellect was higher as well because the red lizardman didn't only have a weapon but also a thick metallic armour on top of his already impenetrable skin which was encased within almost stone-hard scales of powerful reptilian armour.

Since it was Arnold's first time encountering this beast, he had no idea about which rank he should place the new lizardman in his analogy as Arnold was fairly certain that there might be stronger lizardmen than this one. So since it was stronger than the grey ones, he decided to give the lizardman the rank of a corporal. He then proceeded to use [Probe] on the lizardman.

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CLASS: Lizardman (Ascended Mutant)

NAME: Elite Lizardman Warrior

LEVEL: 110

COSMIC RANK: D

ROLE: Dragonkin

AFFINITY/ABILITIES :

• Dragon Bite (Active skill)

• Tail Whip (Active skill)

• Dragon's Disciple (Passive skill)

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HP: 17000/17000

STRENGTH (STR) : 138 (+25 due to the gears)

DEFENSE (DEF) : 101 (+20 due to the gears)

STAMINA (STA) : 85

INTELLIGENCE (INT) : 55

AGILITY (AGI) : 58

ACCURACY (ACC) : 70

EVADE (EVD) : 71

CHARISMA (CHA) : 04

Damage Resistances: None

Condition Immunities: Exhaustion, Frightened, frozen, Blunt attacks.

Weak Against: Fire-based attacks, Explosions.

THREAT LEVEL: High

REMARK: I'm going to be brutally honest with you... I don't have much information about the beast you're looking at but since it's a part of the same race as previous monsters you've encountered so it might not be that hard for you to slay this beast, or you could just run away. Your choice...

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'Tsk, another ascended Mutant, but it's stronger than the demon Orc... It would be a problem is there are more lizards like him in the swamps. Also, the system is right... If things go wrong, I could just to hide in my domain and then just use the void travel to get back to the base.' Arnold thought as he slowly got back to his feet, staring right into the monster's eyes, 'But it'll be a shame to run away without testing the lizardman's abilities first, especially when most of them have the dragon associated with them.'

Arnold was intrigued by the name of the abilities the lizardman had as well as the unique role it had. It was his first time that he had encountered a monster having the role of a 'Dragonkin' and the ability that was called [Dragon's Disciple] which was a passive skill.

'I wonder who the egg would react if I feed it the blood of this 'dragonkin'.' Arnold thought and quickly equipped his guns while the lizardman moved forward to pick up his battleaxe before turning towards his opponent. Both of them were ready to fight each other, till the other was incapacitated.

'You may be stronger than the rest of your race, but you certainly can't move freely while wearing a heavy armour, I might end up being the perfect enemy for the lizard, hehe.'