I grew up in a litter with four red dragon sisters

Chapter 3 3. Red dragons are selfish creatures

Accompanied by the sound of wailing, the transparent figure seemed to be in great pain, and drifted away at a fast speed.

"This spell from Earth is working!" he thought.

However, the ghost didn't seem to be reconciled.It floated back after a while, and this time brought more ghosts behind it!They are all elves with long ears, and they are looking at Nigel with unkind expressions.

"This...rescue soldiers here?" Nigel was about to run when the ghosts rushed over.Their bodies became lighter and weaker, and finally they could only see some faintly visible black shadows.These black shadows are difficult to catch with the naked eye, but Nigel can feel them approaching.

"Do you still have stealth skills?"

So he grabbed the heavy stone slab with his two front paws and swung it around him a few times, not knowing if it would be effective.

Under the moonlight, he suddenly heard wailing from around:
"what!"

"No!"

"It hurts..."

Inheritance memory told him that these wailing sounds belonged to Elvish language.

Nigel was taken aback for a moment, and strands of transparent white light flashed around him, slowly drifting around.He looked at the big stone with a spell engraved on his hand with complicated emotions.

"I just waved a slate, how could it have the effect of waving an electric mosquito swatter by the pond in summer?"

He didn't expect it to work so well.What was even more unexpected was that so many ghost armies were defeated by him.Those faintly visible shadows could only hover not far away, not daring to approach again.

Nigel waved for a long time, and finally heard no more wailing.He took a deep breath and put the stone down.The body of this red dragon is really not suitable for walking upright. He just held the stone slab in circles, and his hind legs were tired enough.He had to use his tail to maintain his balance with his wings, so he could complete such a difficult movement.

However, he looked at his chest, and the flesh under the scales tingled a little.The coolness that had been relieved before has not dissipated.The front paws and right wing also slowly became stiff.

He tried sticking the rune slate against the stiff spot, but it didn't work.

"I can't go on like this, I still have to go back to the nest as soon as possible to find Dragon Mother."

It seems that he can only walk out of here slowly with the slate on his back.So he went to gather vines from nearby branches to see if he could tie the slate to his back.

However, just a few steps away from the rune stone, he felt that the surrounding shadows were ready to rush towards him.

He was so scared that he quickly grabbed a handful of rattan and ran back to the stone.

He then tied the rune stone on his back. Although the stone on his back was not light, the weight was acceptable.But when he was about to pick up the dragon eggs on the ground, he found a problem—he couldn't lift any more things.

The chill from being attacked by the ghost just now was still spreading, and his body felt a little stiff now, and he really couldn't carry the stone slab on his back while holding the dragon egg.

He looked up and looked around, and found that the shadows had disappeared, and the ghosts seemed to have left.But he still didn't dare to drop the slate and just go back.

And at this moment, he suddenly heard a "click" coming from the eggshell under his feet.

I saw a crack in the shell.

"Perfect, it's just about to be born!"

As time passed, the crack in the dragon egg slowly expanded.

"Crack."

With a loud bang, a red dragon the size of a pony broke out of its shell.Its body length is only more than one meter, the scales and dragon wings on its body are covered with mucus, and its eyes are slightly opened a small slit.The little guy got rid of the shell with teeth and claws, and groped around.

Afterwards, it began to gnaw on the eggshells around it, crunching and creaking, which reminded Nigel of the taste of dragon eggs when the original owner of the body was a child.

Inheritance memory told him that the eggshell and rich nutrition of the red dragon are very important for the growth and development of dragons.

The young dragon licked his mouth after a full meal, and looked around curiously, only to find Nigel in the dark.When his eyes focused on the red dragon, which was three times bigger than it, his vertical pupils widened at once, and he took two steps back involuntarily.

Nigel noticed that its eyes were not the same color.The left eye was the same lava gold as his, and the right eye was a shimmering blue.

Born with different pupils.Is that normal for a red dragon?
The little guy looked at Nigel, and tentatively said its name:
"Yanne Cleos."

As the inheritance memory of the red dragon told Nigel, chanting the real name like this is the ceremony of the birth of the red dragon.This is an important ceremony, in order to prove to the parents that it has been passed down from the real dragon.

"Mom?" Seeing that he didn't respond, the young dragon tentatively asked in dragon language.

But before Nigel could react, the young dragon seemed to realize something suddenly, and suddenly arched its back.With two eyes of different colors, he looked warily at Nagel, who was much bigger than him.

"I'm not your mother, but it should be your brother." Nagel replied in a deep voice.

However, hearing this sentence, instead of giving up its vigilance, the young dragon became even more hostile.

"Ha--", it breathed out a low-pitched threat, and couldn't help but backed up a few steps.

From the twinkling eyes, Nigel could feel the fear it was trying to hide.

Is it warning me of something?Shouldn't I be his blood relative?At this time, the knowledge inherited from the red dragon in his brain gave him the answer again.

The bloody scene of two red dragon brothers from the same brood killing each other appeared in his mind, which seemed to belong to the ancient memory of his red dragon ancestors.

In this ancestral memory, the younger brother bit off one of the elder brother's front paws, and the elder brother escaped from the lair with a scream, but their red dragon parents seemed to ignore this matter.The memory ends here.

Red dragons are greedy and selfish by nature, and they are well aware that their own kind share this trait.So brothers and sisters born in the same litter are just competitors for their parents to snatch food resources from their parents.

This should be the reason why the young dragon was hostile to him.Nigel reckons it has inherited the same legacy memory.

Nigel found the whelp's eggshell fragments on the ground.

The other party seemed to be afraid to approach those eggshells because he was afraid of Nagel.

For wyrmlings, nutrition is essential.It can even directly determine the future body size and health.Therefore, eating the extremely nutritious eggshells is very important for the growth of the red dragon.

So he picked up some of the remaining eggshells, intending to throw them at the whelp who growled at him, to show he meant no harm.

However, memories of his previous life before his death emerged in his mind - his most trusted Tiffany stabbed him in the back, just to swallow the treasure for himself.

In his previous life, Nigel was abducted by human traffickers when he was very young, but because of his good IQ, he was bought and trained by a occult organization.Tiffany had the same experience, they met in the organization.

They grew up together in a difficult organizational environment and depended on each other for life.In the end, the two supported each other step by step, and became the leaders of the organization in that mystical world where black people eat black people.It can be said that their relationship is closer than that of siblings.

During the last expedition before his death, the two agreed to share the underground treasure of Columbia equally.However, when Tiffany saw the treasure, he became greedy and shot Nigel directly.

It is common for teammates to face Treasure's betrayal, and Nigel also has a strong sense of vigilance, but he has never set up defenses against Tiffany.

Oh, how many years of family affection, but it is completely inferior to the temptation of swallowing the treasure alone.Such things as family and friendship are nothing compared to the greed of human nature.Just be a pure egoist for the rest of your life.

Thinking of this, he stopped showing his favor to the young dragon, and instead picked up the remaining dragon egg on the ground and put it in his mouth to eat.

He instantly felt a force flood his whole body.Face the dangers around you, and be thankful you didn't leave the eggshell to the wyrmling.

But when he raised his head, he realized that the little thing with different eyes had already sneaked away before he ate the eggshell, and fled to the depths of the forest.

Although the newborn red dragon can live independently by relying on those inherited memories, it should not be enough to deal with the dangers of this forest.The surrounding shadows and ghosts have already left, but that little guy should meet soon.

"But it's none of my business." He thought, "Just tell the mother the truth when the time comes. The baby dragon hatched and got lost."

He felt that it was too cold-blooded for him to think so, but he ordered himself to adapt to such a life attitude first.

……

Nigel was looking for the way home in the dark forest.The memory of the original owner is chaotic, and there is no route for reference.And the original owner of the body hardly ever went out at night.

"Oh, if I could fly, I wouldn't get lost in this forest." He complained in his heart as he walked.

He didn't know the direction of the forest.

Surrounded by towering trees, there is no reference at all.

There are many stars in the sky, much more than there are on the earth.But this is a different world, where is the Big Dipper to guide him?
The original owner's memory told him that the west side of the sunset should be the location of the red dragon's lair.

Nagel also relied on the moss on the tree and the denseness of the tree to determine the approximate direction.It is not very obvious to distinguish the leaves, but because the forest is too humid, the distribution of moss is obvious.

"The south is where the leaves are luxuriant, and the north is where the moss is luxuriant. Fortunately, this knowledge has been learned in elementary school."

Climbing towards a vague direction, Nigel still scratched a paw on the tree and left marks from time to time.

The forest is still infiltrated.He could feel something invisible behind him following him far away.From time to time, some figures flashed in the depths of the forest.

After climbing for almost half an hour, he suddenly felt a soreness between his eyebrows.A line of sight seemed to be projected over, and there seemed to be something huge above his head looking down at him.

He raised his head, but saw nothing but those big trees.

But he knew that there was indeed something looking at him.

Although the thing is invisible, Nigel feels that it is huge, and its height may be as high as a ten-story building.It lowered its head and looked at the forest silently.

"not good!"

He looked up at the void on top of the tree canopy, feeling his heart being lifted into his throat.

As time passed by, he could clearly hear his own heartbeat.Although that thing has no body, it seems that it can crush a weak red dragon like him with whatever it does.

And just when he was about to lose his hold on running away.

That staring feeling suddenly disappeared.

Nigel waited a long time to realize that the thing had left.

"Huh..." He let out a long breath, feeling almost dead.

"What is that? Is it also the ghost of this forest? What kind of behemoth will turn into a ghost with a height of more than ten floors after death? This forest is so evil. No wonder Dragon Mother won't let me come here at night. What is the original owner of my body? Lived in this ghost place for five years?"

At this moment, he felt the coldness in his chest still spreading, and he became weaker and weaker.

His body's resistance to the cold was about to reach its limit, he felt more and more sleepy, and his body's movements gradually slowed down.

But fortunately, if it does not go as I expected, there are still a few steps to go home.

However, with the help of the moonlight, he caught a glimpse of a familiar big tree by the lake in the dark.Taking a closer look, my heart suddenly stopped beating.

He came across the mark he had made on the tree before!

"This means that I am back to where I was half an hour ago?!"

Nigel felt his scalp numb, and he climbed forward at a fast speed, but the marks he made on the tree before appeared one by one before his eyes.And the cold in his body already made his steps stagger.

After running like this for 10 minutes, he saw his first mark again.

He was back where he was again.

"No, I'm running out of time."

Muscle sluggishness doesn't get better with strenuous exercise.Drowsiness gradually enveloped him, and he somehow realized that if he fell asleep, he would really be swallowed by the cold!

He flapped the huge dragon wings clumsily again, but still couldn't fly, the wings pierced by the ghost had already become unable to stretch.

Most importantly, despair had completely enveloped him.In this situation like a ghost hitting a wall, he couldn't think of any way to survive.

The stone slab behind him became heavier and heavier, and his eyelids became heavier and heavier.

"It's over, I'm going to die here."

The thought filled his mind.

Sleepiness surged up with despair, and he was about to fall asleep on the spot.He could feel that this short time travel life was coming to an end...

"Wake up."

Suddenly, the dragon's language sounded in the distance, pulling him out of his drowsiness.

"Wake up!"

Nigel opened his eyes in a daze, and managed to get up again with the help of his wings.He bet he must have been asleep for a while.

"This way."

The voice continued.

Nigel looked intently, and in the darkness, a creature the size of a pony called to him.One of the comer's eyes was golden and the other blue, and a pair of small dragon wings showed her identity.

It turned out to be the young dragon that had just hatched.Nagel thought that the other party had already died in this forest.

"Yani Cleos", this seems to be the name of the real dragon that it roared when it was born, and the dragon mother said that this should be his sister.

A whelp named Yani walked into the darkness of the forest.She seemed to know where to go.

And she ran a few steps, saw that Nigel didn't keep up, and jumped back.Turning back and urging Nagel:
"This way!"

Without further hesitation, Nigel dragged his tired limbs to follow.

(End of this chapter)