Red Dragon Emperor

After exiting the cave, Jose flew into the sky, and flew to the top of the shack to look down at the monsters below.

Most of the monsters living in the shack were emaciated due to malnutrition. The hair of the gnolls was stuck in clusters by mud and sweat. The scales on the kobolds were so dirty that they could not see their original color. It's like rolling.

How effective is such a character? !

But Jose had no choice, he took a deep breath, and shouted to the monsters looking up below: "You lowly servants! By the order of Lord O'Neill! You have been requisitioned! One adult male from each family! Take you!" Gather your weapons at the gate of the city!"

In Greystone Fortress, O'Neill's fierce reputation can stop children crying at night, and his deterrent power is naturally leveraged. One after another, monsters came out of the shack with "weapons" such as sticks and dung forks, and there were nearly a thousand people.

In the cave, O'Neill saw this mighty scene through monitoring magic, and felt that he had lifted a rock and shot himself in the foot.

"This little brat is really annoying."

In this way, under the envious eyes of other teams, Sanlong set off with nearly a thousand people.

Other teams are envious of Jose's quantity, but Jose is envious of other teams' quality.

Regardless of the number of people, but there is no one who can fight. If you really encounter an enemy, as long as your team is at a slight disadvantage, the "army" of nearly a thousand people will collapse immediately.

After marching for more than two hours, the team came to area 13.

Jose saw the cave where he had barbecued meat from a distance: "Everyone! Search the mountain! Turn this mountain over for me!"

"yes!"

With a large number of subordinates, you can be lazy. This is the advantage of having a large number of people.

Sanlong walked towards the cave, lay down at the place where the barbecue had been before, and chatted to pass the time.

"Hahaha, O'Neill would probably be very angry if he knew we were lying here resting."

"..."

I don't know if O'Neill was angry or not, but the reaction of the altar guard at the innermost side of the cave was quite violent.

"It's him! The red dragon! He's back! He's back!"

"Calm down, my friend, maybe this time we have a chance to take revenge," the thief said angrily, and glanced at the dragon dung not far away.

Even after a day, the smell has not dissipated, but it has become more and more mellow in the brewing of time, which has greatly affected everyone.

Seeing the culprit, the usually taciturn pastor also had red eyes: "Everyone, be patient for a while, as soon as tomorrow noon arrives, I will immediately activate the altar, and everyone will be able to save their revenge."

Hearing this, the strong muscular warrior touched the cold blade of the double-edged giant axe, and gritted his teeth: "At that time, I will tear the head of the damn dragon to pieces to vent my hatred!"

"No! Eight yuan is enough! At least sixteen yuan!"

"No! Start at thirty-two yuan!"

"No! No one is allowed to kill him!" Captain Oluke, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes: "Catch him alive!"

Everyone was stunned.

"That's right! Catch it alive! A young red dragon can be exchanged for a viscount title!"

"Before you sell it, you must torture him well."

"Hang it on the beams of the house, hang it up and beat it!"

"Put him in the toilet and let him have a taste of this too!" The female soldier showed a satisfied look on her face, as if she had seen the scene where her enemy was dizzy from the stench and knelt down to beg for mercy.

"..."

While everyone was discussing how to torture the enemies, the red-haired mage, Oluke, said nothing, staring deeply at the red dragon sleeping tens of meters away.

He's not a brawny jerk, or a preacher brainwashed by doctrine.

He is a spellcaster, a learned spellcaster.

At the beginning, when he saw the red dragon roasting meat with dragon breath, he felt that there was something wrong with the red dragon. Later, he saw the red dragon distribute the meat to the lowly kobolds.

He became more and more suspicious.

Later, when he saw the red dragon standing up and booing, the doubts in his heart were completely ignited.

After thinking about it all night, he recalled an unpopular book he had read in the academy library when he was an apprentice—"Analysis of Abnormal Behavior of Dragons".

There is such a record in the book:

Dragons are one of the most successful races in the multiverse. They have the inheritance of dragons, and they are born with knowledge. Each dragon has a unique way of behaving in the world. If a dragon seriously deviates from the inherent behavior of the race, then requires attention.

There are many reasons why dragons deviate from their nature, two of which require high vigilance.

The first is that an evil existence invades the body of the dragon family through a special secret method, but uses external force to occupy the body of the dragon family, without a real name, and cannot obtain the inheritance of the dragon.

The second situation is even more rare, and that is the natural abnormal body of the dragon type. The abnormal body of the dragon type often has a certain special ability. Extraordinary dragons.

Under normal circumstances, as long as dragon anomalies don't die young, they can often grow into the strongest in the multiverse.

The appearance of abnormal dragons is irregular, and there are related cases in various dragon species, but the five-color dragons appear most frequently.

According to the information given by a dragon clan leader who did not want to be named, nearly half of the five-color dragon rebellion that attracted the dragon god-Tiamat to personally kill them in the past ten thousand years were abnormal dragons.

"Dragon anomaly..." Faye Oluk muttered to himself.

He decided to keep it for himself after catching the red dragon. Although the probability of an anomalous body is very small, if he encounters it, even if it is not, it is only the difference between earning more and earning less.

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"What? The search is over!" Jose stared at the monster who came to report, and thought for a while: "Then search again, until the other teams have also searched."

After sending the monster away, Jose continued chatting with his two companions, who had decided to use the cave as a command center.

After chatting for a long time, he felt the urge to urinate again, and walked towards the innermost side of the cave as usual.

"Again?!"

All the altar guards looked like they had seen a ghost.

"Please stop torturing us!"

Under the horrified eyes of the altar guards, the red dragon met its physiological needs in a normal dragon posture, and there was no magic material sprayed on the ground.

"Phew," someone let out a long sigh of relief seeing the red dragon turn around and leave, "Thank God, I didn't leave us a gift this time."

"Shut up! You crow mouth! You were the one who said it last time!"

"It's going to rain! The dragon is going to shit! Blame me?!"

Just as Jose was walking back, Cassie, the white dragon, stood up and walked towards him.

"Cassie, what's wrong?"

"Oh, I'm...I'm going to...release...what...something."

"Memory, remember, is memory."

Under the desperate eyes of everyone, there was another pile of dragon dung not far away.

They figured it out, these damn dragons used their land as a toilet.

"God! Who will save us?!"