The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 8 So Hungry!
Seeing that the red dragonling that had been expelled from its lair did not run away but rushed forward, the three ogres immediately laughed wildly.

This red baby dragon looks like a real dragon, but its size is still out there, obviously abandoned by the mother dragon shortly after breaking its shell.

Although even a lone red whelp is equally dangerous and can spit out deadly flames when pressed, the two brothers have captured a white whelp in the past, and now...
They are three!
This is a gift from nature!
"Badona (battle)!!!" The ogre immediately raised its head and shouted a loud battle cry.

But the battle had just begun, and the ogre whose face was hugged by the red dragon let out a painful howl.

I saw David's four claws and even the hook claws of both wings used together, like fourteen sharp daggers constantly coming in and out between the ogre's relatively soft clavicle diaphragm, neck and back muscles, a dragon's snout full of sharp teeth It was gnawing on the ogre's celestial cap, and it couldn't help making a ferocious low growl.

Even though most of them failed to pierce the thick fat layer of the ogre because their claws were too short, blood and flesh still splattered everywhere, and the parietal bone, which was as thick as half a finger, was forcefully pried away from the skull bit by bit. It looked bloody.

The ogre first wanted to tear the red monster off its face out of survival instinct, but the red dragon's tail was tightly wrapped around its neck like the toughest steel cable, and it couldn't be pulled off no matter what.

Gradually weakening, he immediately realized something, and simply gave up pushing away. Instead, he tightly hugged David's buttocks, and shouted with difficulty on the verge of suffocation:

"Naga, Madadona (I caught him and killed him)!"

Seeing two ogres rushing from both sides, one of them even swung the stalagmite. It looked like they swung at the same time regardless of whether they were enemies or not. The wing fingers at the end of the two dragon wings immediately stabbed into the mind like two sharp table knives, stirring frantically.

After the brain turned into a puddle of mud, the strength in the ogre's hand weakened significantly, but it still held him firmly, screaming up to the sky.

David immediately kicked his hind legs, and at the same time the untied tail stretched straight, piercing the ogre's mouth. After passing through the back of the neck, at the moment of pulling out, the flexible tail hooked the throat bone and went straight to the ogre. Pulled out of the mouth!
This time, he couldn't say the word 'ass' anymore.

The ogre, completely unaware of the cause of his death, was smashed to the ground by a stalagmite from his companion.

Landing on the ground, David swallowed the parietal bone in his mouth, turned the obviously fat throat bone with the tip of his tail in the eyes of the two ogres, and then cast it aside with some disgust.

The ogre brothers on the other side saw their companions killed in battle, but they themselves failed to fulfill their brother's last wish of "killing him". The dragon that caused their death was still taunting them.

How can this be tolerated!
"Sadang, Donaga (Kill him! Eat it!!!)"

The two ogres immediately roared and charged at David furiously.

But David, who has already achieved his desired goal, is not willing to continue the meaningless fight with these two big fools. He smiled at the two ogres and licked the plasma on the tip of his nose, bent down and turned his head, and walked away, using all six limbs. Like an iguana running in courtship in the desert.

He also didn't really intend to go straight to the dragon.

Instead, prepare to find a place to hibernate first.

While recovering some of the remaining physical strength, he secretly followed these two big fools.

According to the knowledge in the Dragon's Legacy, if there is spare energy, the ogre will generally not abandon the corpses of the clansmen, but bring them back to the clan to hold a ceremony under the witness of the elders.

They will cut off the heads of their clansmen who died in battle, and the corpses will be eaten by all clansmen.

The skulls were thrown into the soup pot and boiled, and then the warriors who brought them back drank every drop.

It is said that doing so has the opportunity to make the dead clansmen grow out of their own necks.

This ogre custom and 'legend' was of course scoffed at by the dragon.

Because in the vast majority of cases, doing so is useless.

But there are a few cases where a second head actually grows.

But these are both born from the ancestors of the other party.

Just like the genetic inheritance of human twins, it just so happens that this generation becomes dominant, and eats a brain flower that is very nutritious, porphyrin, and grows out.

So David is sure that the other party will not give up this 'opportunity' to supplement the protein lecithin.

Carrying such a burden that weighs as much as itself, the speed will definitely not be fast.

Most importantly, they have to lift with both hands!
Wouldn't it be nice to lie in ambush on a high hill or tree in advance, and when the opponent relaxes, leap into the air, win a double kill, and enjoy three prey all to yourself.

But just when David was excitedly looking forward to his first ogre tasting meeting, when Harazi hung two fingers along his jaw, a hungry grunt sounded.

Not my own!
David, who was alerted immediately, saw a tree trunk with all its branches and leaves broken off behind the tree trunk in front of him, swinging towards his chest.

David had already moved back immediately and tried to dodge.

But the sudden blow was heavy.

That's too late!

David could only spread his forelegs and fold his wings in front of him.

Dragon Wing was broken anyway.

At this time, the dragon wings can be broken.

But forelimbs, absolutely not.

It is used to fight for life!

Bang!
Click.

At that moment, David even clearly heard the bursting moans from the dragon wing bones.

Then the whole dragon flew upside down from the dense forest, and when it was about to hit the frozen soil, David flipped in the air, landed on all fours, and tore four sharp claw marks on the frozen soil.

"Mototo, Satan Duogui, Donagata (Monado, great that you are here! Kill him quickly!)" Not far away came the pleasantly surprised voices of the two ogres.

David took a deep breath, and with his wings stretched weakly on both sides, he looked up and saw a significantly taller and stronger ogre walking towards him slowly with a bare tree trunk on his shoulders. And then stepped out of the other four!

Seven to one!

Attack from all sides.

Do you want to ask if you will regret your previous impulsive actions?

If it was the one in the previous life who couldn't see the way forward and could only choose to carry on with the burden.
Most likely they will.

If you can work hard in school, study hard
If I could muster up some courage to talk about a simple and youthful love when I was a student
If you can stick to your choice when you graduate and not follow the arrangement of your relatives to enter the sunset industry that is obviously not easy but can be seen at a glance
But there are so many ifs in the world, and where is the medicine for regret.

Practice your own choice and bear the corresponding price for your choice, that's all.

As for regret?

Sorry shit!

This concept does not exist in the Red Dragon's Longsheng Dictionary at all!
Either recklessly kill the enemy, or recklessly kill yourself!
Done!

Moreover.

Really desperate words.

Whoever said he would die, it must be him!
I don't know if it was affected by some kind of endocrine in the dragon's body, the adrenaline soared when he was about to receive a fatal blow, and he didn't feel much pain because he broke his wings with a hard blow.

On the contrary, it was because of the unprecedented fighting spirit at this moment, the muscles of the whole body were tense, the heartbeat was pounding like thunder, and the visual senses became clearer than ever before.

This feeling
really good
Worse, he suddenly wanted to fall in love with this feeling of dying on the verge of death
A little over the top.

David looked at the ogres who couldn't help slapping the tree trunk and slowly approaching him with hunger and thirst, and the corners of their mouths parted, showing a grin.

"Gee~~~~~"

With an involuntary tightening of the chest and abdomen, a greedy roar came from the hungry stomach.

"I"

David twisted his stiff neck slightly, and groaned like a sigh:

"very hungry"

(End of this chapter)