Red Dragon Emperor

　　 "Assemble! Large creatures approach!"

　　 The kobold warriors hurriedly gathered around the chief, erected their shields and spears.

　　 "Warrior! Climb to the tree and see!"

"Yes!"

　　 Aside, the kobold warrior who was ordered put down his sword and shield, his sharp nails grasped the rough tree skin beside him, and quickly climbed the tree, standing on the branch and looking into the distance.

Through the gaps between the trees, he peeped into the distant scene, saw the huge figure flashing by, and the log resisting his shoulders, recalling a kind of terrifying creature wandering in the forest, eye pupils Shrunk.

　　 "Chief! Ogre! It's an ogre! The ogre is back with the goblins!"

　　 "Ogre?!"

　　 Clark felt bad.

　　 The ogre, just like his name-the terrible demon of the ogre.

An ogre is a powerful humanoid creature with low intelligence and a strong body. The height of an adult ogre is generally above 3.5 meters, which is taller than a floor. Some outstanding individuals can reach an astonishing five. Meter.

　　 The power that is strong enough to tear down the house, the thick skin that is tougher than the old cowhide, the thick fat, the crazy fighting will to die, all these make people feel desperate.

　　 Clark swallowed his saliva. If he had been in the past, he would immediately lead the people back to the mine where the ogres could not enter, but now...

　　 "Master, what should I do?"

　　 In the dragon's nest in the distance, Jose frowned and encountered a powerful enemy. The shortcomings of the Kobold Chief were immediately exposed.

　　The ability to withstand pressure is weak, and it's okay to fight downwind, but when you encounter difficulties, he thinks of shrinking.

　　 However, avoiding strong enemies is the survival instinct of creatures, and he can't require all his dependents to be brave and fearless warriors.

　　 Thinking like this, a figure emerged in the Red Dragon's mind—Hasa Bloodclaw.

　　 In such a comparison, the excellence of Hassa Bloodclaw becomes more obvious.

　　 "What is it! You are my dependent! Don't you have the courage to fight an ogre?!"

　　 Clark's body shuddered and reacted.

correct!

Although the ogre is powerful and can crush most junior professionals with its physical talents, it does not exceed the category of junior level. As a junior warrior, he has been strengthened by the dragon veins of the family contract, and its combat power is no better than that of cannibalism. Magic difference.

　　Experientialism kills people!

　　 Clark was annoyed. He knew that his performance had already reduced points in the master's heart, and he became more annoyed in his heart.

　　 Now, only by taking off the ogre's head and proving himself can he restore his image in the owner's heart.

　　 At this point, Clark made up his mind.

　　 "Warriors! Get ready to fight! Let's take off the head of the ogre and take it back to the master!"

　　 "I don't like this gift at all ╮(﹀＿﹀)╭," Jose said to his heart, the ogre head can't be eaten, and it's worthless, so what do you want it to do.

　　 On the other side, under Clark's command, the kobold warriors began to prepare for battle. A group of three, two warriors using swords and shields, and one warrior using a spear, scattered them in the woods.

　　 "Well, it's not hopeless," Jose's brows eased a little.

　　 Against enemies who are small and do not have heavy weapons, such as goblins, forming a line of defense with shields can effectively reduce one's own losses.

　　 But against ogres, this trick won't work.

The ogres are so powerful that they use ungrown small trees as weapons. Even if the shield is of good quality, the kobold’s slender arms cannot withstand the impact that is strong enough to destroy the house. Therefore, it is necessary to disperse the battle to avoid being slaughtered. It is a wise choice.

　　 Not long after, the ogre appeared in the sight of the kobold warriors.

　　 It was a huge monster with a height of nearly four meters, carrying a log stick as thick as a telephone pole on his shoulders, and it was not easy to provoke when he walked on the ground.

　　The broken goblins regained their courage and followed behind the ogres. They only had the ogres’ knees together. It was really worrying that they would be trampled to death.

　　 "Sure enough."

　　 Seeing the goblin following the ogre, Jose understood the cause and effect of the incident. He had seen a similar situation in the memory of Lin Gou.

Wandering ogres occasionally enslaved weak goblin tribes and took goblins to hunt. The targets of hunting were other monster tribes around the goblin tribe, whether it was the corpse of the enemy or their own. Will become food for ogres.

It’s just that such tribes dominated by ogres often won’t last long. Ogres are too edible. If they don’t have enough food, goblins are their rations. Often in less than a month, goblins will die. The death, the escape, the escape.

　　 ogres, kobolds, and goblins are not species that are good at language, and they do it when they meet.

Roar!

　　 The ogre opened his mouth and roared, as if a substantial sound wave formed around his mouth, shaking the surrounding leaves.

Immediately, he took off the log stick from his shoulders, held the end of the stick in one hand, dragged the other end to the ground, and launched a charge. The huge body was like a truck running rampant, and the goblin screamed and followed behind. .

　　 "Charge!"

　　 Clark Greyscale led the kobold warriors to meet the rushing enemy.

　　 The ogre's steps are high and fast, and the short-legged goblins can't keep up. The two quickly get out of touch, but the kobold side keeps the same pace.

　　 Clark greeted the ogre rushing, and the other kobold warriors acted as planned, bypassing the ogre from both sides and rushing to the goblin behind.

　　 "Your opponent is me!"

Seeing that the ogre was about to turn around and attack the people who passed by, Clark threw a stone prepared in advance in his hand, and the stone hit the ogre’s head ~www.NovelMTL.com~, which did not cause substantial damage, but it was enough to irritate people with low intelligence. Stupid big guy.

　　 "Hanul wants to drink your blood!" The ogre roared angrily, holding up a wooden stick that could be a pillar of the house in both hands, and slammed it down at the little man holding a spear in front.

　　 Clark dodged flexibly, hitting the ground with a whistling stick, slamming a long long pit on the ground.

　　In the dragon's nest in the distance, Jose observes the battle between his family members and the ogres. The first point of view looks extremely exciting. The thick logs are flying in the air, and the strong wind stirs the fallen leaves on the ground.

　　 While Clark moved from left to right and dodged flexibly, even after the dragon veins were strengthened, he would become a pool of flesh when hit by the ogre's stick.

　　 However, it is not so easy for an ogre to hit a dragonborn kobold.

　　The transformation of dragon veins not only strengthened the kobold's body, but also strengthened his reflex nerves, so that Clark found opportunities to fight back from time to time, and stabbed his spear to make the ogre scream.

　　 The family members rolled around on the ground, and Jose's sight also rolled around. The physical and visual dislocation brought about by the visual sharing made him feel slightly uncomfortable.

　　 He swings his head, disconnecting his visual connection.

　　 "Hoo~, kids fighting."

　　If you stand in Clark’s position...

　　 Jose imagined an ogre standing in front of him, holding a stick high and smashing it.

　　 What will happen?

　　 first caught the rolling pin waved by the ogre with his bare hands, and then he held it in his hand and squeezed it forcefully, just like squeezing a soft tomato.

　　 However, although the ogre has low intelligence, it is not stupid enough to swing a stick at a red dragon.

　　 "Report the result to me after the fight, and there is no need to bring back the ogre head."