Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 160 Conflict (Please recommend tickets!!)
Asked about the location of the orc tribe from Milt, Miles hurriedly set off to the high wasteland, flying in the blue sky, overlooking the beautiful scenery below him, Miles knew that he was about to step out of the rule The first step in the world.

"It won't be long. When I conquer the first human city, I'll be well-known in Faerun."

Fame is very important to the red dragon, it is a symbol of strength, when the fame reaches a certain level, there will be no more trouble for stupid adventurers trying to find a famous dragon.

This is the case with Tchazzar, the most famous red dragon in the continent of Faerun. As a voter of the five-color dragon queen, this powerful ancient red dragon ruled many countries in the southeast of Faerun. No adventurer or mage would dare to trouble him , let alone overthrow his rule.

"Sooner or later, I will become as strong as this guy, stronger than him!"

A flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and the red dragon looked at the Viper Mountains hidden in the mist in the distance. He spread his wings, and his figure suddenly turned into a red dot in the distance.

Flying high on the Viper Mountain Range, overlooking the winding taupe mountains below him, Myers murmured.

"I heard that there are many snake people living in the Viper Mountain Range. If you have the opportunity, you can develop the power of the snake people here."

Myers learned from blood memory that the snake people are a very high-quality race. This race is not only powerful in combat, but also born with the ability of warlocks to cast spells.

If you want to find out one shortcoming, it is that snake people generally have high IQs, and most of them are cunning and treacherous. Without certain means and strength, they really can't control this race.

"Instead, we can establish a territory in the Viper Mountain Range, so that it will be more convenient to contact those snake people."

With this thought in mind, Miles was a little moved, but the territory in the Viper Mountains was not easy to grab. Most of them were his red dragons, and of course those annoying brass dragons and silver dragons.

In case one of them fails to grab a good one, and they form a bridge with an old red dragon or an old silver dragon, there will still be a lot of troubles in the future.

"Wait a moment and do the things in front of you first. The road has to be walked step by step."

Keeping the idea of ​​contacting the Snake Man in his heart, Miles quickly passed over the Viper Mountain Range, and soon, the Viper Mountain Range behind him disappeared into a white mist.

Entering the High Wilderness, the thick fog once again obscured Miles' eyes, but Miles flew unswervingly to a certain direction in the distance according to the address Milt told him.

After counting for 10 minutes, Miles saw a low mountain peak in the mist. This mountain range was bare without any green at all, as if it had been stripped of its coat, leaving only hard and cold gravel.

Hovering high on the mountain peak, the red dragon whispered.

"This should be the mountain that Milt mentioned."

As soon as the words fell, there was a loud noise from the mountain below him. Myers fixed his eyes and saw a green-skinned orc looking at him in horror. His other arm was Constantly shaking the giant bell on the tower.

The sound soon spread to the inside of the mountain peak. Countless burly orcs poured out from those hollow gaps. They yelled frantically and waved their battle axes and spears incessantly, looking extremely violent.

But when they raised their heads and saw clearly that the intruder was a red dragon, unimaginable chaos spread among the orcs.

"Red dragon! It's a red dragon!"

"The red dragon is powerful! Salak is not his opponent, Salak wants to run away, run away!"

The orcs began to riot, and a large number of orcs wanted to escape from the mountain, but some orcs looked at the blood-red figure in the sky, and their scarlet eyes rose with high-spirited fighting spirit.

"No one is stronger than me!"

With a roar, these extremely arrogant orcs ran to the open space beside them, where several wyverns were lying on the ground.

Realizing that these orcs were trying to attack him by riding a flying dragon, Miles snorted and stretched out his arms. Two fireballs immediately formed on his chest. With a push of his palm, the blazing fireballs flew out with a roar.

With the addition of Clark's spell extension, the fireball dragged a long comet tail and hit the orcs' airborne field.

With a sound of "bang", the high-temperature fireball exploded, and the scorching flames spread everywhere. The Wyvern who couldn't take off let out a shrill roar, and the orcs who tried to attack him were also killed in the flame explosion.

"Without a little bit of reverence, I can't keep you."

Miles really wanted to bring the orcs into his rule, but the nature of these orcs was too cruel, so a small-scale cleaning was necessary.

The tragic situation at the airfield once again deepened the chaos of the orcs. A large number of orcs ran down the mountain. At this moment, a roar came from inside the mountain. Upon hearing this roar, the orcs in the chaos gradually stopped moving.

The crowd quickly moved out of the way, and an orc leader with countless skeletons hanging around his neck came out of the mountain angrily. He erodes.

Looking up at the red figure in the sky, the orc leader's eyes of hatred almost swallowed Miles.

"Damn red dragon! You made an unforgivable mistake! Gruumsh will send down divine power to punish you, and I, Radek the Bonethirsty, will chop off your head with my own hands!"

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Upon hearing these words, Miles's face instantly became extremely cold.

"How dare you say that in front of me, you trash? Originally, I wanted to examine your qualifications to see if I should keep you, but now, you have no such opportunity!"

"It's you who have no chance!"

After finishing speaking, Radek's eyes fell on the orc priest at the side, and he ordered in an unquestionable tone.

"Let Gruumsh's power fill my body!"

The orc priest nodded, and then began to cast divine spells. The low-pitched chants gradually sounded. With the wild waving of the orc priest's arms, the divine power gushed out from the priest's hands, and then turned into various spells and landed on the body of the orc leader. .

"The power of the bull, protection from energy damage, advanced magic weapons, flying."

The radiance of divine power enveloped the burly orc leader, Ruddick waved the giant ax in his hand, and he growled.

"Red Dragon, your time of death has arrived!"

(End of this chapter)