Aura of red dragon

Chapter 25 Tauren Allegiance

"Get up, I'm different from other red dragons, I won't lose my temper because of such a trivial matter, at most I'm just a little displeased." Mike continued: "I've heard all about you. ——Is there a Pengniao couple living on the mountain outside?"

"Yes." The tauren chief Kane nodded, and then looked resentful, "If there were not two of them, I might be able to kill one at the cost of serious injury!"

Mike glanced at the great chief in front of him and nodded, expressing his belief that the other party could kill an adult roc by himself.

Because, he found that the opponent was holding a two-handed giant axe, which was very valuable.

Kane found that the red dragon had been looking at his axe, and asked with some reluctance, "Do you want this two-handed axe?"

Mike interrupted him, waved his hand, and said with a smile: "You may not believe me, I don't particularly value precious things, although I like them. However, precious things still have a place to be used He is even more precious."

I am a dragon, what do I want this ax for?My front paws are good for gripping, but not for such a weapon. It might be nice to use a shapeshifting spell to transform into a draconian form, but that would look a bit like a red version of the lord
"In that case, I'll put the ax back"

Before Kane finished speaking, he was interrupted by Mike.

"However, although I don't want to own him, I still want to see and evaluate him. This is the nature of a real dragon." Mike grinned and smiled.

Kane nodded and handed the ax to Mike. Even if Mike asked for the ax, he would never blink an eye.This is because dragonborn worship real dragons of the same species, and serving them is a matter of course, even if the other party seems to be a young dragon whose strength is far inferior to his own.

Mike took the ax with both claws, and weighed it in his hand.

"Well, this two-handed ax has a lot of weight."

None of the tauren present said a word. Although they knew the ax well, they didn't dare to disturb the real dragon appraisal.

"The scales on this should be the scales of you dragon-born tauren?" Mike obviously asked the question.

"Yes, the scales on it are from the first generation. That is, the scales of the ancestors who were bestowed with favor by the real dragon at the beginning. They were used by the great shaman at that time to make ancestral legendary weapons."

"That's right! It's a legendary weapon!" Mike nodded, "If I'm not mistaken, your ancestor should be quite powerful."

"My Minotaur, the ancestor of the red-scaled tauren tribe, is a high-level legend! Reaching that level again is my long-cherished wish!" Kane looked yearning.

"I believe that you will. There should be a legendary effect on the axe that only your family can activate?"

Kane nodded.

As Mike said, the tauren's two-handed ax does have an effect that only they can activate, and that is smash.

As long as it is hit by the ax blade, if it is less than legendary, the place hit will be instantly shattered.Even if it is a legendary armor, if it is hit a few more times, it will still be shattered. This is a powerful weapon made from a part of the high-level legendary body - the Minos axe!

However, even with the legendary weapon, this 12-meter-tall tauren chief is no match for the Pengniao couple. The opponent is not so easy to deal with.
After all, the body length of an adult roc is about 25 meters, and even a 12-meter-tall tauren chief is not enough to look at.

Another aspect is that the tauren chief doesn't seem to have a strong enough armor, just wearing a broken rusty armor.

"Okay, that's all for the evaluation. The legendary weapon should not be away from its owner for too long. I believe he is 'alive'." Mike smiled and put the giant ax back in Kane's hand.

"You really don't want to have such a great treasure?" the tauren chief Kane seemed a bit dead-headed.

"No, I don't need it. I think I'm a red dragon who looks the same on the outside, and my dragon speaks straighter." Mike grinned and said: "As long as you become my followers, everything here is mine! However, I will never move this ax! This is a precious artifact for you to remember your ancestors."

Kane was a little moved by Mike's words and nodded.

"It is also our honor to be the family member of the real dragon. I think there should be no objection from cattle?!"

Kane glanced over and found that he was not stupid enough to object at this time, so he laughed.

"Then, from now on we will be this one" Kane said halfway, and suddenly forgot what the name of the red dragon was.

"Father, it's Lord Mike." Cross said in a low voice.

"Ahem, cough, in short, we are Lord Mike's servants."

Although the scene was embarrassing, the tauren present didn't feel like laughing, they were just honored, and they roared "moo moo" in unison,

But Mike couldn't help it, and laughed.

Isn't this tauren chief too funny?If it were any other red dragon, I'm afraid it wouldn't have gone mad on the spot, saying something like "you fucking bull, how dare you forget the real dragon's name".

Mike laughed a few times and then stopped laughing, even though the corners of his mouth were twitching, he didn't continue to laugh. He is a red dragon who respects other species, and he wants to save some face for his new dependents.

"The Tauren Chief" Mike didn't know what the other party's name was, so he had to call him that.

"Kane is here."

"Well." Mike nodded, "Then, from now on, you should change the name of the tribe. Red Scale is too ugly and not powerful enough."

"Then, what should our tribe be called? Lord Mike."

Mike didn't speak, just glanced at Cross.

Cross understood, stood up, and shouted imposingly: "The name of our tribe will be called Dragon Hoof from now on!"

"Dragon hoof, right? I remember it." Kane said in a deep voice, saying that he would remember it firmly.

"So, now I will issue the first order. I want to ask Kane to make Cross the next chief." Mike is very serious.

Kane glanced at Cross and thought: My son seems to please Mr. Mike, anyway, I planned to give him the position of chief when I was old.

"It's natural. I value my son very much." Kane raised his head and chest, with an indescribable sense of pride.

Cross is only eight years old. I believe that he will be stronger than me when he grows up!
(End of this chapter)