Ember Dragon

"This is my escape route!"

A beam of blood shot up into the sky from the gap between the dragon beasts, then fled away without a trace, leaving only a sentence behind.

"Damn blood-sucking bugs!"

The cult priest was so angry that his face was distorted, and he could only vent his anger on the Dark Wolf who was arrested by the soldiers. He whipped his back fiercely with a long whip, leaving his skin and flesh torn.

But due to the racial characteristics of vampires, the bloody wounds of the last second healed up and new skin grew in the next second.

Seeing that he could not cause any harm to him, the cult priest could only shout in frustration: "Take him back! Take him back! I will feed this bastard to the dragon beast and tear him into pieces! I don't believe he can recover like this!"

Wearing heavy anti-magic shackles, the Night Wolf was escorted back to the city by the soldiers. He looked quite miserable - this was probably not the first time he was sold out by a scoundrel.

Mantou smiled gloatingly and typed in the group: "Langli Baitiao is really a beast. He just threw his little brother into it. It fits my stereotype of him very well."

Xia Ye Qiu Yu: Let’s first think about how we can get through this difficult time. The scepter of the evil priest can dispel magic. If you reveal your true colors, our fate will not be much better than that of the Night Wolf.

Singo: In that case, let's make things more chaotic here and fish in troubled waters! Mantou, you listen to my instructions for a while!
I'm going to eat steamed buns: Okay, if we are exposed, let Brother Zhan Kuang lead us out!

The group of cultists who were not vigilant and transported the White Shark and Dark Wolf as gold bars were implicated.

"They actually wanted to bring the enemy into the city. It seems they are traitors too! Take them away and lock them up in the dungeon!"

Under the order of the cult priest, fully armed dragonborn soldiers surrounded them and took them all away.

"Sir, sir! We are innocent!"

"Please let us go! It's not my fault! We didn't expect someone to disguise themselves as a gold bar!"

"No, no, I don't want to be a sacrifice! My lord, please, I'm willing to do anything!"

"My loyalty to Her Majesty the Dragon Queen is evident!!"

This group of cultists were crying and screaming frantically, tears streaming down their cheeks, twisting and struggling constantly. They knew very well what their fate would be - to be thrown into the dragon breeding pond and become blood food for the dragon beasts.

Because they had brought countless innocent civilians to Linying City and threw them into a pool of blood without mercy, letting these poor people die in pain and fear.

But now, they themselves will face the same fate.

Listening to the cultists' pleas, the cult priest sneered and waved his hand: "Since you are so loyal, dedicate your flesh, blood, and soul to the great Dragon Mother! Burn the last bit of your value!"

"no no--"

The wailing of the cultists made the people waiting outside the city shudder and break out in cold sweats.

The civilians who were escorted here also learned that they were about to become sacrifices. They were so scared that they turned pale, sweated profusely, and some even fainted on the spot.

But all this is of no avail. To the Dragon Worship Church, these humans are just the cheapest consumables.

After this farce, the inspection at the city gate became more stringent, and every team had to go through multiple checks before passing through the city gate.

But at this moment, the conflict occurred.

Under Mantou's command, Reid led his men past several teams in front and came directly to the front, cursing: "Get out of the way, let us pass first!"

The cultist was shocked and angry: "You——"

Even the attention of the cult priests and dragon-born soldiers was attracted, but Reid walked forward and slapped them in the face.

"Snapped!"

A clear voice sounded, followed by an angry rebuke: "Didn't you hear clearly? Get out of here!"

The cultist first stood there, somewhat at a loss, then became furious, stared at Reid with a ferocious look, and charged at him: "You're looking for death!"

But at this moment, a huge fireball flew from a distance and directly engulfed the cultist's head, leaving only a charred corpse.

In the distance, the autumn rain on a summer night looked indifferent, gently blowing away the black smoke in the palm of his hand.

Reid stood there, his legs were trembling, but his heart was extremely determined - success or failure depended on this one move, and whether he could become a dragonborn depended on this one tremor.

The dragonborn soldiers and cult priests in the distance were all stunned. They could not imagine that someone would be so bold as to kill people at the gate of Linying City.

The cult priest shouted angrily: "What do you want to do? Rebellion?"

But at this moment, a slightly childish voice came from a distance: "It's just killing a stupid bastard, is it worth making such a fuss?"

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and their expressions suddenly changed. They saw a young red dragon slowly walking down from a carriage in the distance, its scales bright scarlet, and fire flickering in its narrow vertical pupils.

——It was a red dragon. Although it was not very big, it exuded the power of a dragon. There were also several powerful dragon descendants standing beside it.

"You said I was rebelling?"

The cult priest immediately changed his expression, smiled apologetically and said: "I'm sorry, sir, I didn't expect you to be a noble dragon."

Mantou looked around and spoke in a grim tone, with a hint of anger in his golden dragon eyes: "I came here with the order of Her Majesty the Dragon Queen, but you made me wait at the city gate for so long! What crime should I be punished for!"

"Get out! Get out of here!" A childish roar burst out from the dragon's mouth. Although it was a bit sharp, no one dared to underestimate it.

This is the transcendent status of the dragon in the Church of Dragon Worship. Even if it is just a young dragon, the cult's priests can treat it with utmost respect.

The cult priest lowered his head and said carefully: "Sir, please wait a moment. There are more and more enemies recently, and we must obey the orders from above."

"Orders? We, the dragon clan, are the masters of the Dragon Worship Church! Are you qualified to inspect me?" Mantou still pretended to be arrogant and rude.

Far from having any doubts, the cultists of the Dragon Worship Church became even more convinced of its identity as a red dragon.

After all, red dragons are just that kind of creatures, brutal and rude, with capricious moods, so it's normal for them to kill people in the street.

If this red dragon was docile and reasonable, they would doubt its true identity.

The cult priest laughed dryly and whispered in the soldier's ear, "Quick, go find Lord Grutar and tell him that an arrogant young red dragon has arrived at the city gate."

"Yes, Lord Elon." The messenger rode on a skinny two-legged flying dragon and flew straight into Linying City.

Soon, accompanied by a hurricane of foul smell, a huge green figure fell from the sky and appeared in front of everyone, and people looked up.

A huge body more than ten meters long, with olive green scales and a crown that extends over most of the spine - it is a green dragon, and a mature green dragon.

The cult priests and dragonborn soldiers all knelt on the ground and saluted the powerful dragon.

Grutal roared fiercely and looked down at the crowd below: "Who dares to cause trouble in our green dragon's territory?"

It’s really here!
Mantou was so frightened that his heart skipped a beat, but he still pretended to be calm and walked forward: "I guess you are Grutal."

The mature green dragon narrowed his eyes slightly, looking down at the red dragon that seemed particularly small in front of him, and a faint light flashed in his eyes: "A red dragon cub that hasn't left the nest yet?

"That's really interesting. Didn't your parents tell you to be humble in front of the strong?"

The green dragon's voice became increasingly powerful and gradually turned into a roar. The majestic dragon power spread out, causing Mantou to involuntarily take a few steps back.

Suddenly, Grutal's movements came to a sudden stop.

The middle-aged green dragon tilted his head and looked at Xia Ye Qiu Yu behind Mantou, with a fearful light in his narrow vertical pupils. ——He felt a familiar breath.

"This aura is exactly the same as that damn woman!" Grutal gritted his teeth and recalled the humiliating experience of being chased by the dragon woman a few days ago.

To this day, when he thinks back to what happened that day, he still has the urge to skin and rip off that woman, and he often kills people to vent his anger.

Grutar stared at Mantou fiercely, his face full of ferocity: "You, the Red Dragon Cult, have finally admitted that you did it?"

Ok?
What kind of weird branching plot line did they stumble into? This wasn't part of their plan.

Mantou was full of doubts.

However, Singo said in the chat box: No matter what he says, just follow his lead. The most important thing is to get into the core area of ​​Zhilin Eagle City and sneak into the Dragon Breeding Farm.

Note that you should talk about something else so that the green dragon is confused. If that doesn't work, just play dumb.

Grutal walked up to him and stared at him with an extremely oppressive look: "Haha, is this the sincerity of the Red Dragon Cult? They actually sent a red dragon cub whose scales haven't even grown yet! Are you trying to humiliate me?"

Under the pressure of the green dragon, Mantou was shaking all over, and he felt that his dragon form was crumbling and could not be maintained any more.

He held on to his courage and said, "Green Dragon, you—"

Grutar sneered, "You ridiculous red dragon cub, so cowardly that you can't even say a word in front of me."

He opened his mouth and revealed a ferocious smile: "But it's just right. If I take you as a hostage, those guys from the Red Dragon Sect will probably pay a lot of gold coins."

"Of course, the most important thing is to make them hand over that damn woman! I want to cut her into pieces!"

However, although there are conflicts between sects, the five-colored dragons rarely kill each other. After all, they have a common god - Tiamat, the mother of evil dragons and the queen of five-colored dragons.

As a mature green dragon, there was no need for him to bother with a young red dragon.

Thinking of this, the green dragon waved its claws and ordered, "Take this red dragon cub and his followers to the inner city and keep them under strict watch. Do not let them leave without permission."

"Yes, my lord."

The dragonborn soldiers quickly surrounded him but did not take any action. After all, the other party was a noble dragon, and his status was far different from theirs.

The cult priest stepped forward, bowed and extended his hand, revealing a smile: "Master Red Dragon, I'm sorry, please come in."

Mantou calmly asked in the group: What should we do now?
Singo: Very good, don't resist, let them take us in, the dragon breeding farm is in the inner city.

Born to be a warrior: When we reach the inner city, I will kill all the guards guarding us.

Xia Ye Qiu Yu: I installed a positioning device on that woman. When the time comes, we will follow her positioning to find the dragon breeding farm and enter it.

I'm going to eat steamed buns: Okay, that's settled.

"The Lowly Bastard"

The young red dragon snorted coldly, but still followed the dragon soldiers into the city and headed deep into Linying City.

The dragonborn guard beside him also followed the red dragon silently.

However, the cultists, including Reid, did not continue to follow. Instead, they were handing over sacrifices, handing over the crying and sobbing civilians to the Dragonborn soldiers.

As for the inspection at the city gate?

They had long forgotten about it.

After delivering the sacrifices to Linying City, Reid turned around and left with the remaining cultists, preparing to return to Black Forest Town.

"Hello everything went well."

He patted his chest, trying to soothe it that was pounding due to excessive tension and excitement.

He clutched the scroll in his pocket tightly through his robe, beads of sweat oozing from his palms.

Great.

Not only did Duka, the idiot who had always been bullying him and beating and humiliating him, die, he also had the opportunity to become a descendant of the red dragon.

But thinking of this, Reid became a little nervous, as if a thousand-pound weight was pressing on his heart - what if other cultists also saw this precious scroll?
What if they have evil intentions and covet my position just like I did in the past?
Thinking of this, he broke out in a cold sweat, and his eyes were filled with fear and uneasiness as he looked at his subordinates.

No, he had to become a dragonborn as soon as possible. Only with the power of a dragon could he control everything in Black Forest Town and become a superior being.

So Reid sent away the other cultists and went to a corner hidden by the dense forest alone. He activated the scroll, and the surrounding space began to distort.

"Shh-"

Reid only felt dizzy, as if he had been punched hard. When he opened his eyes again, the scene in front of him was completely different.

But unlike the mysterious altar he had imagined, filled with warm dragon blood and filled with Red Dragonborn believers, what he saw before him was a closed room with clean white walls.

The lights above his head were a bit dazzling, and he was surrounded by many people wearing white coats and masks, holding tweezers, scissors, and daggers that emitted cold light.

They were looking at Reid with great interest, but their eyes were as if they were looking at an experimental subject rather than a living human being.

The words they said made Reid feel creepy and terrified.

"The subject of this experiment is very special. He is a believer of the Dragon Worship Church. We can study the connection between faith and bloodline."

"Well, be careful during the experiment. Don't be careless and don't kill him."

"Let's start with the abdomen. Peel off his skin and muscle tissue, take out the target organ, and replace it with the dragon-like organ we cultivated to see if there will be any rejection reaction."

"Xiao Wang, please record the reactions of the experimental samples at each stage to facilitate subsequent experimental analysis."

"it is good."

"Wait, look, he seems to have woken up."

Reid looked at the white-robed men with fear on his face and struggled with all his might, but found that his hands and feet were tied tightly. He was restrained on this cold platform and could not move at all.

He shouted in panic: "Let me go! I am a subordinate of Lord Mandovsky! I want to become a descendant of the Red Dragon!"

However, those humans in white coats ignored him, as if they were already used to it, and continued their discussion.

"He is a spellcaster after all. His nervous system is different from that of ordinary people. Give him 800 milligrams of anesthesia next time."

"Xiao Wang, has the equipment been debugged?"

"Ah."

"Let's get started. This is the 647th dragon organ replacement experiment. We should be able to make some progress this time."

The next moment, the needle was inserted into Reid's body. He felt a black screen in front of his eyes and fainted again.

In the last moment before fainting, Reid's heart was filled with grief and despair, tears of fear flowed from his eyes, and he murmured: "It's a scam, it's all a scam" (End of this chapter)