The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon.

Chapter 147 The Difference Between Races

Ron lowered his head and looked curiously at the little white horse in front of him.

This is the first time he has seen a pure white centaur. If he puts on two wings, he can cosplay a Pegasus girl.

He was completely unaware of how much psychological harm he had done to a minor little centaur by his act of being a villain who frightened people and blew out the fire just now.

"Damn!"

Sandy and Gar didn't know when they regained their ability to move, and they attacked Ron frantically with hunting spears.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

A casual sweep of the slender dragon's tail sent the two adult horses flying away from Longwei's control.

The spear waved in the air, and then thrust into Lilia's surroundings with a puff.

The two men and horses could not react in the face of this unrivaled force,
They rolled over and overturned several tents in the distance, and finally hit a boulder before stopping.

"cough cough"

At this time, the corners of the eyes and mouths of the two centaurs were bleeding. The most serious thing was that their limbs were also fractured to varying degrees. Garr's left hand had been completely twisted into a twist.

Painful groans echoed in the centaur camp.

This is the result of Ron's mercy.

If he hadn't controlled his strength, these two horses and horses would have been smashed into flesh by the blow of the dragon's tail.

Although the surrounding centaurs also wanted to rescue them, their horse legs trembled under the heavy dragon pressure, and they couldn't control their trembling bodies at all, let alone move.

"elder brother!"

Lilia cried and wanted to rescue the two brothers whose life and death were unknown.

It's a pity that her body was too weak, and she was directly suppressed by the huge Longwei and fell to the ground.

As the closest person to Ron, Lilia naturally felt how terrifying the coercion that was as deep as the ocean was the most.

Lilia raised her head with difficulty, and looked at the colorful dragon in front of her with teary eyes.

"Mr. Giant Dragon, can you let the brothers go? Their meat is not good. Eat mine."

Ron shook his head.

Needless to say, Ron had released the two who attacked him.

He's here to ask questions, not for a snack.

It's a pity that Sandy and Gar didn't seem to understand the kindness of the dragon.

After struggling to get up, the two picked up a cast iron spear scattered around, and continued to charge forward with red eyes.

"Damn dragon! Let go of my sister!" X2
Sandy and Gar had never had such a tacit understanding at this time. The two held spears and attacked from both sides of the dragon's wings, and the four hooves seemed to swing into a phantom.

"Da da da"

Almost at the same time, they brandished their spears and rushed towards the huge real dragon like a mountain. It seemed that they wanted to hit the stone with a pebble, but they were actually running desperately towards their sister.

The two made eye contact before running away.

"You take your sister to run, I'll hold him back"

"You take your sister to run, I'll hold him back"

[Ron: So, you two don't have a tacit understanding at all, okay! 】

The two brothers sometimes have very similar personalities.

But at this time, Sandy and Gar had no time to take care of other things, and the two of them almost made the same movement while running:
Raising the spear in his hand, his body tensed up, and he gathered all his strength into his arms. The muscles in his arms suddenly began to contract violently, and each one bulged up hard lumps, as if they were about to explode.

With the gradual release of power, his arm suddenly became abnormally thick, the blood vessels gradually protruded, and the blood kept surging,
【War Spear Throwing】!
This is the natural ability of a centaur. Every throw will put a huge burden on the arm muscles. Usually, it can only be used 1-3 times a day at most.
Once used continuously, it may cause the entire arm to be abolished.

But at this moment, the two of them couldn't care less.

Sandy and Gar have never been so focused. They leaned back, rotated their bodies slightly, and assumed a throwing posture that can be called a textbook on horses and horses.

At this moment, they only had that giant dragon in their eyes!
suddenly!

Their arms began to shake without warning, making their muscles tighter and their strength more concentrated, like an enraged beast.

When the center of gravity of the body fell on the soles of the front feet, the two bodies suddenly retracted, and the body fell forward like a spring. The hand holding the spear instantly exerted force, threw the spear out of the hand, and spun rapidly in the air.

"call out--"

When two spears tear the air and fly towards the enemy.

Their muscles have also reached their peak state, like the peaks in the mountains, shining brightly in the moonlight.

At this moment, the strength of the centaur was perfectly erupted, as if no animal in this world could match it.

Even Ron couldn't help admiring: "Good vote!"

Unfortunately, the gap between species overshadows all skill.

"boom!"

The 65-meter-long huge dragon wing waved lightly, and the wind pressure brought by the dragon wing alone lifted the two charged and thrown spears into the distance.

Then the two Heaven-Covering Dragon Claws instantly grabbed the two brothers who were flying towards Lilia.

"I say."

Ron silently stretched out his hands to hold the two "little horses", letting their four hooves flop around on the ground.

For him, this group of creatures that jumped no higher than his knees was indeed too small.

He was so small that he was in the real form, so he had to control his strength carefully to prevent accidentally pinching them to death.

"Don't move around. It is very difficult to hold down the ant and ensure that it is not killed."

"Also, when did I hurt your sister?"

Hearing this, the two brothers who had been desperately struggling suddenly stopped.

The two looked at each other in silence. [Ron also thoughtfully moved the dragon claws that blocked his view a little]

Sandy and Gal did understand each other this time.

like
After the dragon falls
Didn't hurt any clansman?
The only two injured brothers were also knocked into the air because they rushed towards the dragon.

Lilia didn't seem to understand the situation yet.

She was still kneeling on the ground, holding Ron's dragon claw, repeating the words of begging for mercy with tears in her eyes.

"Tsk tsk, can't you relax a bit? I'm just here to ask a few words."

Ron said helplessly.

In this place where Longsheng is unfamiliar, it is really difficult to ask the way.

When the scene froze, a deep voice suddenly came from the silent main tent.

"Mighty dragon, please take back Longwei, the people and horses will know everything, I just ask you to be merciful."

A sturdy man with a brown body and a height of nearly four meters walked out of the main tent slowly.

He was the leader of the troops who hadn't shown up before, and he was slowly walking towards Ron with a steel spear.

"Da da da"

Unlike Sandy and Gar, who broke through Longwei's control because of the power to protect their family members, this leader who has been promoted to the rank of master stood in front of Ron by virtue of his own strength.

Although Ron only exudes a little bit of dragon power now, the three men are proud enough to withstand this.

Ron nodded, lightly drove the two horses away, and slowly retracted Long Wei.

"Lilia!"

"elder brother!"

The brother and sister rushed towards each other instantly after breaking away from Long Wei's control, and the three hugged each other tightly.

The touching scene made the surrounding female centaurs show envy.

The centaur race is not a ruthless race, but it is too rare for these three to fight the dragon without hesitation for the safety of their families.

This time, only the leader of the people and horses and Ron were left in place, staring at each other.

"Cough cough."

The leader of the centaur coughed, indicating that he was defeated in this eye-to-eye match.

He turned his head to look at the clansmen who were at a loss with weapons, and reprimanded loudly:
"What are you looking at, put away your weapons, turn on the fire and cook, remember to cook all the food you hunted today, we must treat this powerful dragon well!"

He knew very well that killing them was as simple as eating and drinking for this super-giant dragon, so he had no intention of fighting the enemy at all.

Offering the precious food of one's own tribe means surrender in the wilderness rules.

The people around did not dare to refute, and they all nodded in agreement.

It's just that when they dispersed, they subconsciously tried to stay as far away from the huge dragon as possible, for fear of offending him.

The leader of the centaur turned his head to look at Ron, and said with some embarrassment:

"Master Dragon."

Ron saw his restraint, and said casually

"Just call me Ron."

Seeing that the attitude of the giant dragon in front of him was more amicable, the leader of the people and horses finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the other party is a good dragon, otherwise he would not easily let weak creatures know his name.

The leader of the centaur inserted the spear into the ground around him, then lowered his head, and said respectfully:
"Okay, Lord Ron, what information do you need to know?"

"I swear by the glory of the Centaur Race that I will know everything and say everything."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, controlled his body to shrink slightly, and turned into a crystal dragon about five meters long.

This makes it easier to communicate with each other.

"Find a quiet place. I have something to ask you. I don't like talking in crowded places."

"Sorry, I was too impatient, please come with me here."

The leader of the centaur led Ron away from the crowd and came near the tent where he was resting.

There is no one here, and other people and horses will bypass it far away when walking, which is more suitable for talking.

Obviously, the leader of the people and horses also knew that what the giant dragon wanted to say must be something unusual, and the less the tribe knew, the safer it would be.

Ron glanced around, and arranged two magic circles casually. Suddenly, all noisy sounds were isolated to the outside, and the space of the magic circle became extremely quiet.

At this time, he had already deployed the detection magic [Detecting Lies] to prevent the leader of the centaur from playing tricks.

Ron propped his chin with his left hand, lay on the ground and tilted his head to look at the strong centaur leader, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know where the elves live now?"

"As far as I know, they should still have contact with the Centaur Clan."

The leader of the people and horses was a little dazed when he heard this.

Elves?Those long ears?

Although there are records in the clan, centaurs and elves were once very friendly partnerships.

But this is the old almanac hundreds of years ago.

The elves mysteriously disappeared in the Karen Continent hundreds of years ago. Even the elders of the centaurs don't know what happened. Since then, the centaurs have lost contact with the elves.

I don't know where this dragon lord got the information from.

Although the centaur leader wanted to tell Ron the information and get him out of here quickly.

But under the gaze of Nine Colored Dragon Eyes, he didn't dare to lie, he could only tell the truth:
"Sorry, Lord Ron, I have lived in the Red Earth Highlands for nearly a hundred years, and I have never seen an elf."

"I think they may have perished long ago."

Ron frowned upon hearing this:
"is it?"

"But you."

Ron asked a few more questions one after another, and the centaur leaders answered them all truthfully. He really didn't know anything about elves.

"Hey"

Ron sighed and withdrew his detection magic.

He had searched for several suspicious locations just now, but he still didn't find any clues about the elves.

As a last resort, he came to look for these people and horses who traveled all over the world and were close to the elves to inquire about the situation.

It's a pity, seeing the centaur leader like this, it seems that the centaur tribe has lost contact with the elves.

Seeing Ron's disappointed expression, the leader of the centaur suddenly felt bad.

No one can guarantee what a disappointed dragon will do, he quickly explained:

"Maybe I'm too young to have contact with elves, maybe that old horse will know something."

"Old horse?"

Ron looked at him suspiciously.

"Yes, he is the oldest centaur in our tribe. He traveled all over the world for many years, and broke the upper limit of the centaur's lifespan. He has lived for more than 200 years."

"If anyone has the most information about the Centaur Race, it must be him."

Ron looked at the talkative leader with deep eyes.

"Oh? You didn't abandon that old man?"

Individuals and horses who cannot keep up with the pace of tribe migration will be abandoned behind, and Ron still knows this knowledge.

You must know that the centaurs generally enter old age after the age of 80, and their normal life span is about 150 years old, but few centaurs live to that extent.

Once a human horse enters old age, that human horse will basically be abandoned by the tribe during the migration, leaving him to fend for himself.

This is the natural law of survival of the fittest, and no one will violate the law of nature.

So it stands to reason that this leader of the people and horses would never support an old horse to slow down his legs, not to mention that the other party is over 200 years old, and it is estimated that whether he can stand up is a problem.

"You know what it's like to cheat a dragon, right?"

Ron looked at the leader of the people and horses and said lightly.

He allows the other party not to know the information he needs, but never allows the other party to deliberately deceive himself.

"How dare I deceive Your Excellency, it is because..."

The leader of the people and horses said here, scratching his head and saying embarrassingly
"He was my godfather and my stepfather."

"I really don't want him to become a 'forced settler', so I have been forcing him to live in the tribe. I usually run with him on my back when I migrate."

Yo ha
Can't see that you are still a filial son?
Ron opened the corner of his mouth and stared at the leader of the centaurs.

Then his body shrank again, turning into a two-meter-long young dragon, so that he could enter and exit the tent at will.

Ron pointed to the largest tent.

"The old man you're talking about is the faint breath in here, right?"

The leader of the people and horses nodded:
"Your eyes are as bright as the stars, and your insight and thinking ability are like a wise giant eagle soaring high in the sky."

After a lot of flattery, the leader of the people and horses wiped the corners of his mouth and said respectfully:

"Yes, he usually stays in bed to recuperate."

"Then take me in."

Ron nodded, very satisfied with the other party's flattering behavior.

Who doesn't want to hear good things from others.

"correct."

Looking at the leader of the troops leading the way, Ron suddenly said something.

"Next time you can say something like this, I love to hear it."

"Yes, Lord Ron."

The leader of the people and horses said respectfully.

"brush"

As the curtain door of the main tent was opened.

An old horse figure lying on the blanket appeared in Ron's vision.

He seemed to have sensed that someone was coming, barely supported his body with his withered arms, slowly raised his wrinkled old face, looked towards the door and asked in a low voice:

"Is it little Katz?"

Ron frowned and looked at the old horse.

The other party's physical condition was within his expectation, but what made people fearful was.

There are only two black and purple holes in the eyes of this old man lying on the bed!
(End of this chapter)