Red Dragon Emperor

"Assemble! A large creature is approaching!"

All the kobold warriors quickly gathered around the chief, set up their shields and set up their spears.

"Warrior! Climb up the tree and have a look!"

"yes!"

On the side, the kobold warrior who was ordered put down his sword and shield, grabbed the rough skin of the tree beside him with his sharp nails, quickly climbed up the big tree, stood on the branch and looked into the distance.

Through the gap between the trees, he peeked into a distant scene, saw the huge figure flashing by, and the log on his shoulders, and recalled a kind of terrifying creature wandering in the forest. Shrink.

"Chief! Ogre! It's an ogre! The ogre is back with the goblins!"

"Ogre?!"

Clark felt bad.

Ogre, just like his name - a terrible demon that eats people.

An ogre is a powerful humanoid creature with low intelligence and a strong body. Adult ogres are generally more than 3.5 meters tall, taller than a floor, and some outstanding individuals can reach an astonishing five rice.

Powerful enough to tear down houses, thick skin tougher than old cowhide, thick fat, crazy fighting will to die, all of these make people feel desperate.

Clark swallowed his saliva. In the past, he immediately led his people back to the mine where ogres cannot enter, but now...

"Master, what should I do?"

In the dragon's nest in the distance, Jose frowned. When he encountered a strong enemy, the kobold chieftain's shortcomings were immediately exposed.

The ability to resist pressure is weak, and it is okay to fight against the wind, but think about retreating when encountering difficulties.

However, avoiding powerful enemies is the survival instinct of creatures, and he cannot require all his followers to be brave and fearless fighters.

Thinking of this, a figure emerged in Red Dragon's mind—Hasa Bloodclaw.

In such a comparison, the excellence of Hasa Bloodclaw becomes more obvious.

"What are you panicking about! You are my subordinate! Don't you have the courage to fight the ogre?!"

Clark's body trembled and he reacted.

Yes indeed!

Although the ogre is powerful and can crush most junior professionals with its physical talent, it is not beyond the scope of the beginners. Magic difference.

Empiricism kills people!

Clark was annoyed in his heart. He knew that his performance just now had reduced his points in the heart of his master, and he became more and more annoyed.

Now, only by taking off the head of the ogre to prove himself can he restore his image in the heart of the master.

With this in mind, Clark made up his mind.

"Warriors! Prepare to fight! Let's take the ogre's head off and bring it back to the master!"

"I don't like this gift at all ╮(﹀﹀﹀)╭," Jose complained in his heart, the ogre's head is inedible and worthless, what do you want it for.

On the other side, under Clark's command, the kobold warriors began to prepare for battle. They formed a group of three, two warriors used a sword and shield, and one warrior used a spear. They scattered in the forest in pieces.

"Well, it's not hopeless," Jose's brows eased a little.

To deal with small-sized enemies like goblins who don't have heavy weapons, lining up a line of defense with shields can effectively reduce your own losses.

But against ogres, this trick won't work.

The cannibal magic is infinite, using the ungrown small tree as a weapon, even if the quality of the shield is good enough, the kobold's slender arms can't bear the impact enough to destroy the house, so it is better to disperse the battle to avoid being slaughtered is a wise choice.

Not long after, the ogre appeared in the sight of the kobold warriors.

It was a huge monster nearly four meters tall, carrying a log stick as thick as a telegraph pole on its shoulders,

Walking and stepping on the ground makes a loud noise, which is not easy to provoke at first glance.

The scattered goblins regained their courage and followed behind the ogre. They were only up to the ogre's knees. It was really worrying that they would be trampled to death.

"Sure enough."

Seeing the goblin following the ogre, Jose understood the cause and effect of the incident. He had seen similar situations in Ego's memory.

Wandering ogres occasionally enslave weak goblin tribes, and take goblins to hunt, and the hunting targets are other monster tribes around the goblin tribe. Will be food for ogres.

It's just that such a tribe dominated by ogres often can't last long. The ogres are too much to eat. There is not enough food. Goblins are their rations. Often, the goblins will die in less than a month. If you die, if you flee, if you flee.

Ogres, kobolds, and goblins are not species that are good at language, and they will do it as soon as they meet.

Roar!

The ogre roared with its mouth open, and a substantial sound wave seemed to form around its mouth, shaking the surrounding leaves.

Immediately, he took off the log stick on his shoulders, held the end of the stick with one hand, dragged the other end on the ground, and launched a charge. His huge body was like a rushing truck, and the goblins followed behind. .

"charge!"

Clark Grayscale led the kobold warriors to meet the oncoming enemies.

The ogre walked fast, and the short-legged goblin couldn't keep up. The two quickly lost touch, while the kobold kept the same pace.

Clark went up to the rushing ogre, while the other kobold fighters acted as planned, bypassing the ogre from both sides and rushing towards the goblin behind.

"Your opponent is me!"

Seeing that the ogre was about to turn around and attack the bypassing clansmen, Clark threw the stone he had prepared in his hand, and the stone hit the ogre on the head, causing no substantial damage, but it was enough to irritate the stupid man with low intelligence.

"Hanur wants to drink your blood!" The ogre roared angrily, holding up a wooden stick that could be a pillar of a house with both hands, and slammed it down on the little man holding a spear in front.

Clark dodged nimbly, and smashed the stick hard on the ground with the whistling sound of breaking through the air, making a large long hole on the ground with a bang.

In the dragon's lair in the distance, Jose observes the battle between his family and the ogre. The first perspective looks really exciting. The thick logs are flying in the air, and the strong wind stirs the fallen leaves on the ground.

And Clark moved left and right, flexibly dodging, even after being strengthened by dragon veins, he would turn into a puddle of flesh when hit by the ogre's big stick.

It's just that it's not so easy for an ogre to hit a dragonborn kobold.

The transformation of dragon veins not only strengthened the kobold's body, but also strengthened his reflex nerves, so that Clark found opportunities to fight back from time to time, stabbing the spear and making the ogre scream in pain.

The dependents rolled around on the ground, and Jose's sight also rolled around. The dislocation of body and vision caused by visual sharing made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

He shook his head, breaking the visual connection.

"Phew, kids are fighting."

If I stand in Clark's position...

José imagined an ogre standing in front of him, throwing a club aloft.

What will happen?

First, he caught the rolling pin that the ogre was waving with his bare hands, and then he held it in his hand, and squeezed it hard, just like crushing a soft tomato.

However, an ogre, while not highly intelligent, is not stupid enough to swing a club at a red dragon.

"Report the result to me after beating, and there is no need to bring back the head of the ogre."