Became an Evil Dragon

28 – 28. Dragon Cave (3)

It was a whim.

It was a simple whim.

The one that started killing the remaining humans.

I was also a little hungry.

Originally, it was time to go to the village by now and steal some delicious livestock to fill the hungry stomach.

However, today I somehow didn’t want to do anything, and the anger that kept popping up sporadically rose up, so I just stayed in the cave helplessly.

Then, chunks of meat walked in on their own.

I didn’t like eating hairless monkeys, but sometimes there are days when a taste you don’t like feels like a delicacy.

raw meat.

Today, I feel like eating raw meat dripping with fresh blood.

“Ah, ah, ah, no, no,”

The baron stuttered despite my last chance, and I was unwilling to wait any longer.

So I opened my mouth wide, laid it horizontally, and-

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Kwakwang-!

While charging forward, it bites the soldiers’ squares. The soldiers who disappeared into the dragon’s mouth soon turned into blood and flesh and scattered wildly around.

At the same time, the humans screamed loudly, as if their stiff bodies were finally released.

“aaagh!”

“Do, run away! “We have to run away!”

“Baron! Baron! We must run!”

Three people.

The size of my mouth when I opened it as wide as possible was large, but the soldiers who were bitten were standing so tightly together that I was able to bite three men at once.

A dragon’s teeth can instantly crush and tear apart human armor. Moreover, if it was a flimsy armor made of hardened animal skin, to me it was no better than a piece of paper.

What’s a little annoying is that every time you chew, a torn piece of armor gets stuck between your teeth.

so-so!

Stand with both feet on the ground.

Then, holding its head high, it chewed its mouth full of human limbs, torsos, and heads.

The blood and flesh that did not make it past the throat drip out between the teeth and fall to the ground.

Patter!

Red bone fragments and lumps of flesh fell from the corners of the mouth.

Well, I was being rude without realizing it. Meal etiquette must be followed.

He raised his right arm and roughly wiped his blood-soaked mouth.

And he laughed.

Shouldn’t we give a taste evaluation to the people who served us the meal?

I also treat them with enough fear.

[– Mmm, that’s nasty. you guys It’s dirty, filthy, and smells disgusting. However, this is also a delicacy. It’s not that I can’t eat it.]

Originally, humans do not eat.

[-So please enjoy your meal-]

As a dragon, I may eat humans, but as a human, I instinctively reluctant to prey on my own kind.

Even on the day of the full moon, when the dragon’s mind eats up my entire head, I’ve unconsciously avoided eating humans until now, as if only the last mental base remained.

Even if it kills humans, it will not eat humans.

It was.

But today, oddly enough, I wasn’t in the mood to care about that.

Because what I don’t know keeps bothering me.

Yes, it was a kind of resentment.

A way to relieve one’s overflowing irritation with something else. The people who came into my cave at the right time just became the target of their anger.

If they didn’t come today, other things would have been the target of resentment.

Appropriately, one of all the other things you can vent your anger on.

“Hey, come to your senses! Everyone, wake up!”

The leading man whom I intentionally kept alive instead of killing him at first. He was deliberately kept alive because he seemed to be the leader of this group.

As the person responsible for all of this, I was planning on slowly stopping him and killing him.

doesn’t kill easily

“Jinhyung! Get into formation! Abram! Aim for the dragon’s chest! “There must be evil somewhere!”

Perhaps the man’s charisma was great, or perhaps they knew that escaping from me was impossible anyway, but the hairless monkeys got back into formation faster than expected.

It’s partly because I waited so slowly for that to happen.

Isn’t it fun.

In the midst of overwhelming despair and fear, these idiots are desperately trying to survive even though it is clear that there is no chance of them returning alive.

“charge! Charge! Scare the dragon! hurry!”

A young man holding a sharp sword shouted orders.

It was really funny to see him standing still as if he was pinned to the ground while ordering others to die.

The nature of hairless monkeys. Such is the nature of insignificant creatures.

Among the hesitating soldiers, several of them attacked me with anger.

“Ugh, wow!”

“Oh wow!”

Judging by the way he came running with liquid dripping from his eyes, nose, and mouth, I could see that it wasn’t the courage to run at his own risk, but rather that he had already lost his mind and rushed at it.

[-hahahaha!-]

It laughs cheerfully and kills the things that come running to it by stamping them with its forepaws one by one.

Like playing a game of moles.

It was quite enjoyable.

hook-! snap! thud-!

“Ah!”

“Huh!”

The soldiers who ran first sensed death the moment my feet were placed on their heads and screamed in agony.

Two or three soldiers are exhausted and pressed to the floor.

The only traces of their lives left behind by those who showed shining courage in charging at the dragon were the remains on the floor and the thick blood that stuck to the soles of my feet.

Feeling the blood flowing between my toes, I straightened up and shouted.

[–That’s all! Intruders! Is your life-and-death struggle all about dying so miserably! It’s really insignificant-!]

Whoop-!

A roar echoes through the cave.

Vibration of sound that makes the human’s fragile eardrums burst as soon as they hear it. In fact, several soldiers who heard the roar stumbled, bleeding from their ear canals.

However, even in the midst of bleeding from his ears, there was a man who held the bow firmly.

The man at the end of the group was glaring at me with hawk eyes.

The man holding the sword in the lead shouted out in a shriek.

“Abra-am! now! shoot! hurry!”

Toow-!

The bowstring bounced.

An arrow shot from the hand of a man named Abram is directed at me.

The arrow with fierce force was fired as if it had eyes, just as the shooter wanted.

Toward my chest.

bounce-!

And the fiercely flying arrow hit my scales and bounced terribly.

Not even leaving a small scratch.

“That doesn’t make any sense.”

A voice filled with despair escaped from the mouth of the man holding the sword.

“That, yes. Right. It was like that. The weakness was that dragons had no weaknesses. Bol, Bolg, Bolg! Bolgheu! “You son of a b*tch!”

I’m tired of torturing the worms now.

It was boring.

[-Now die-]

I swung my arm.

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Unlike before, with full force, without suppressing force.

Kwagwawang-!

The body of a huge dragon wielded with the power of a small storm. In an instant, dozens of young men who remained flew through the sky with broken limbs.

mouth open-

bite off

The bitter taste of blood.

Blood and flesh overflowing everywhere.

A feast of despair and death.

***

Nineveh had been hovering near the dragon’s cave ever since the day he fought the dragon.

I wondered if the red dragon that found her would call Nineveh a friend again.

Of course, they only hovered near the cave, but did not go inside.

Nynaeve was not a fairy who listened well to others, but from that day on, she firmly resolved to listen to others well, and was strictly keeping the dragon’s words to never come back.

[- Get off now-]

Sometimes, she cried alone, remembering the harsh words the dragon had said to Nynaeve that day, but Nynaeve still missed the dragon and wanted to see it.

The only thing that warmed her up was the dragon.

However, the red dragon never came out of the cave after that day, and Nynaeve always hovered around the cave, miserable.

Today, too, she was wandering alone in the woods near the dragon’s cave.

But, funny enough, it was naturally not the red dragon who never left the cave who discovered her first, but Bolg, who had parted ways with the baron near the entrance.

“Hey, let go of this! no! Nynaeve is not going! Wait for the dragon!”

Someone’s strong hand gripping Nineveh’s arm hard enough to bruise it.

“hey! this! “Follow me quietly!”

Fairies make money. No, Bolg didn’t care if Nineve wasn’t a fairy.

Because a pretty woman becomes money no matter how old or young she is.

match-!

“Ah!”

Bolg gave Nineve a slap on the cheek for fiercely defiant, and forcibly lifted her up.

For Bolg, who felt that the funds given to him by the Baron were a little lacking, Nynaeve was the last bag of money he found by pure luck.

When Bolg lost his sight for a moment because of greed for money.

At that moment, someone covered in blood came out of the dragon’s cave.