Red Dragon Emperor

Nearly 90 degrees perpendicular to the ground on a steep cliff, a dozen huge bird's nests are built on it. The bird's nest is made of wooden sticks, supported by branches, and covered with dry grass collected from the prairie. It becomes an eagle. The warm den of a banshee.

But at this moment, on their home territory, the harpies can't feel the slightest warmth. They are facing an unprecedented enemy - the red dragon.

Even though there are many people on their side and they are on their own territory, the Red Dragon looks at them unscrupulously like the master of this place, and makes comments at will.

"The discipline is not bad, it can be called well-trained, and it is worthy of being trained by the red nest."

Jose looked at the group of harpies as if no one was there. Most of the harpies had scattered to look for prey. At this time, there were only twenty-one harpies staying in the lair.

Facing themselves, although these harpies were shaking like chicks in the cold wind, their morale did not collapse, and they still maintained the formation of air combat against large creatures, and their backbone was the other one at the forefront of the team. Harpy.

Jose looked at the leading harpy. This harpy was two sizes larger than the average one of its kind. Its blood-colored feathers were glossy without any variegation. What was even more surprising was that her exposed skin was snow-white. The water is tender, and there is still a mouthful of millet teeth in the mouth.

Just looking at the skin and face, Jose thought he was facing an elegant elf, not an ugly harpies.

The source of all this, of course, is good genes.

"As expected of the blood of my Red Dragon Clan!"

The moment he saw the leader of the harpies, Jose realized that he had lost his mind.

The leader of the harpies is neither a dragon descendant contaminated with the dragon's aura, nor a dragon descendant of a family contract, but a real blood descendant made by the giant dragon himself. The familiar flame breath is undoubtedly the blood of the red dragon.

Seeing that the red dragon did not launch an attack for a long time, Luna Xueyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

This real dragon is not a reckless person. He came here with his clansman in his hand, and he had already figured out his background, but he was still so unscrupulous, so he must have the confidence not to put himself and others in his eyes.

You can't force it, you can only try to avoid conflicts.

Thinking of this, she took the lead in breaking the silence.

"Great true dragon, may the mother of evil dragons watch over you, may I ask what is the purpose of your visit to the Blood Feather Clan?"

"The gaze of Tiamat is not a good thing for me."

Jose slandered, looked at the leader of the harpies with piercing eyes, and said, "Come here for your loyalty."

"loyalty?"

Luna Xueyu looked at the young red dragon in front of him, and understood in his heart that this red dragon is building its own power. Judging from the length of its body, the power is probably still in its infancy.

She was about to say no when she suddenly remembered an important thing.

Based on her understanding of dragons, only dragons with awakened spellcasting ability and the ability to contract dependents will start to form their own forces.

Has the ability to cast spells been awakened just after entering the juvenile stage? !

You must know that although dragons awaken their ability to cast spells in their juvenile stage, they do not awaken at the very beginning, but at a certain point during this period. The earlier this point is, the greater the dragon's potential for growth .

"Hey! Banshee! What's your answer?!"

The red dragon's pressing question woke Luna Bloodfeather from her thoughts. She took a deep breath and made an important decision.

"It is my honor to follow in your footsteps, but I hope you can grant your servant a humble request."

ask?

Jose frowned.

Making a request at this time is nothing more than a matter of treatment after taking refuge, such as blood essence contract, division of duties, material distribution, and so on.

Negotiating conditions is of course possible, but the initiative must be in your own hands, and there is no better way to gain the initiative than to show your strength.

"Do you think you are qualified to negotiate terms with me?"

"Why?!"

"With these bugs around you!"

The words were extremely insolent, but José had the capital to be insolent. He unblocked the [Phoenix Heart], allowing a trace of the massive fire element stored inside to leak out, and his body suddenly ignited orange-red flames, and the terrifying high temperature extinguished the surrounding air. The scorching was illusory and distorted, as if the hottest summer was coming.

The harpies screamed and backed away. Even though they were tens of meters away, they still felt a wave of heat rushing towards their faces, and their feathers tended to be scorched.

"This... what is this?!"

Luna Bloodfeather quickly backed away, horrified in her heart, she was not an ordinary harpy who hadn't seen it, she was a dragonborn.

Although the cheap father who had fallen on the battlefield of the decisive battle didn't care about her daughter, but because of her blood, she was considered a privileged class in the Red Nest, and she received orthodox mage education since she was a child.

Whether it's the knowledge I've learned, or the common sense of dragons peeped from the blood, there is no record of the situation in front of me, which is unheard of!

But the power of magic and the terrifying elemental fluctuations cannot be faked. This dragon is by no means a recently awakened spellcasting ability!

Suddenly, she thought of a possibility, and the excitement in her heart was hard to control.

"Ancestral bloodline!"

Almost all races inherited from ancient times are degenerating, and so are dragons. In ancient times, the blood of dragons was so strong that ancient dragons, ancient dragons, and ancient dragons were all just natural stages of life.

But now, the ancient dragon has become the limit of life that can only be surpassed by a very lucky few, which shows how severely the blood of the dragon race has degenerated.

But the road to ascent is not blocked. Like many races, dragons also have a very small chance of being born with ancestral blood.

Ancestral bloodlines have been different from ordinary dragons since they were young. For example, their bodies are stronger, their growth rate is faster, and they can occasionally obtain powerful dragon language magic from ancient times from the dragon inheritance.

To be more specific, Savannah, the mistress of the red nest who disrupted the entire world with her own power and was an enemy of God but escaped smoothly, is the ancestral red dragon.

The potential of this real dragon in front of me is even higher than I imagined!

Thinking of this, Luna Blood Feather's face was full of joy, and the long-cherished wish finally saw hope.

Jose didn't understand this.

I am not wrong, right? !

After being treated so roughly, this pretty girl actually showed an excited expression!

Stockholm syndrome?

If she asks too much of me...

"Dear real dragon, please don't get me wrong, I'm not threatening you, but I hope you can help me lift this damn curse when you can."

"Curse? What curse?"

Dealing with a small harpy mid-level mage still needs to curse, who is so boring? !

Jose looked up and down the Harpy in front of him, she seemed to be in good spirits, not as if she was cursed.