Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 118 The Supreme Wasteland
"With Maude making trouble for that green dragon, I believe he won't have any plans in a short time."

After ordering Maude to check and balance the green dragon, Myers felt much more at ease. Now he can solve the matter of the wolf, spread his wings, and the huge body of the red dragon soared into the air. After only a while, he disappeared into the sky. The skies above the Rimba Swamp.

The High Wasteland, this is a large wasteland next to the Viper Mountain Range, and the Qinyue Forest, where Miles was born, is on the edge of the High Wasteland. Unfortunately, he spent most of his childhood in the hiding place of the kobolds. He spent time in Treasure Cave and the ruins of the Ogros family, and he didn't go shopping in the High Wasteland.

Legend has it that there used to be an extremely large empire in the High Wasteland, but in an unimaginable disaster, the empire was destroyed, and the people also perished. Countless treasures and artworks were buried in thick soil, walking in the In the vast wilderness, you can see the ruins that symbolize the glory of the ancient empire at any time.

Thinking of these legends and stories about the high wasteland, Myers had a thoughtful look on his face.

"It would be great if I could find another relic. Although there are many magic books in the relics of the Ogros family, there are too few treasures."

Clark's words came from the side at this time, he said.

"Come on, you should be content with so many magic books. Do you know what is said in the mage community? Knowledge is priceless."

"But for red dragons, I'd prefer them to be powerful magic items, or even a little bit of an artifact."

"An artifact, another artifact. I hate artifacts. If you want to find an artifact, you might as well find my lost gem, or simply find a way to slay that old blue dragon."

"I will look for it, but that will have to wait until I learn the Transfiguration technique to infiltrate the human kingdom. As for the old blue dragon, I will cure his fascination. I believe that after his fascination is eliminated, we can get it back. something that belongs to you.”

"Well, I hope you will find a cure for the law addiction sooner or have the strength to cure that old blue dragon."

"I'll hurry up."

After finishing speaking, a large expanse of rocky mountains appeared in front of Myers' eyes. It was the Viper Mountain Range, and flying beyond the Viper Mountain Range was the Supreme Wasteland.

Looking down at the winding mountain range below him, Myers couldn't help speeding up the flapping of his wings. There are many brass dragons and red dragons competing for territory in the Viper Mountain Range. Myers is only here today to subdue the wolf, and he doesn't want to Conflict with these guys.

Flying in the blue sky, with the acceleration of Myers' flight speed, the Viper Mountains gradually turned into a phantom in the distance, and thick fog began to appear in front of Myers, and the fog permeated the ground, covering the Myers looked down.

Staring at the cold and monotonous fog, the red dragon was a little annoyed.

"Troublesome fog, with them, it may take a while to find the warg."

"Then it will take a while, you're fine anyway."

"Why am I okay? I have a lot of things to do. I want to develop the lizard tribe and be proficient in magic. Octavial recently arrived in the Enook Desert. I'd better find a time to visit her again."

"According to what you're saying, do you still want to visit Saliste?"

"Salister? You're right, I should go visit her."

"Then you are really busy, do you have enough time?"

Miles lowered his head and thought carefully, when a handsome face suddenly appeared in his mind, and the red dragon nodded immediately.

"It must be enough. A celebrity once said that time is not about how much you have, but how you use it. I was lucky enough to learn a high-end course on time management. As long as I reduce sleep, I believe I can manage time. It’s done very well.”

"Well, can I ask the name of that famous person? Maybe I have heard of his deeds."

"No, you will not know his deeds, believe me, you will never."

Clark didn't know why Miles was so confident, but an instinct told him that he'd better not delve into this kind of thing, because it would lead to something unpredictable happening.

Burying the doubts in his mind to the bottom of his heart, Clark closed his mouth.

After finishing the conversation with Clark, Miles did not continue to fly in the sky. The fog in the high wasteland was too thick, and he could not see the situation on the ground at all. To find those packs of wolves, he had to use some other Methods.

Flapping his wings, Miles quickly landed from a high altitude, his body passing through the monotonous and cold fog, Miles landed on an open field, looking around, rocks of various shapes are arranged irregularly together, gurgling The creek flows through it, and at the junction with the stream, dark green moss covers most of the exposed rocks, and the air is filled with a fresh and indescribable desolation.

With the dragon vision, Miles could still see some dangerous ravines in the distance, and besides that, the fog covered everything.

"I hate the fog. It would be great if there are some creatures that I can ask."

"Let's go forward, if we are not bad luck, there will be creatures appearing in front of us soon."

"You're right."

Stepping forward, Miles' figure gradually disappeared into the fog ahead.

Walking through the thick fog, it didn't take long for Miles to encounter some creatures, but these creatures were much worse than he imagined.

A group of four ogres appeared from the other end of the mist. They looked at the giant dragon in front of them, their ugly faces froze for a moment, and then an ogre said.

"Boss, we have met a dragon."

An ogre next to him scratched his hairless head, and he agreed.

"Yes, it's a dragon, or a red dragon."

"We are dead."

Another ogre added.

The leader ogre listened to the conversation of his subordinates. After seeing the color of each other's scales clearly, his brain was in chaos. He didn't understand why there were red dragons in the wilderness. They shouldn't have fought with those silver dragons on the remote Viper Mountain Range. Are dragons and brass dragons fighting for territory?
After a while, the somewhat low intelligence finally reacted, the ogre captain let out a terrified scream, and he threw the thick wooden stick in his hand forward, and he shouted loudly.

"Brothers, run!"

(End of this chapter)