Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 19 The Kobold You Can't Count On
Patrem, who was standing aside and directing the battle, saw the opponent raise a weapon and pointed at him, the fluff on his mouth trembled, and his reddish eyes narrowed.

The leader of the kobold tribe knew that Lord Holy Dragon might be watching this battle somewhere. He wanted to go up and release a few magic missiles to show his strength, but after taking a closer look at the opponent's strong physique and sophisticated equipment, It cannot be solved by magic missiles!
The lessons engraved in his blood told him that it was not a shameful thing to run away if he couldn't beat him. Besides, could the kobold's escape be considered an escape?
Thinking of this, Patraim's short legs unconsciously took two steps back, but seeing how brave the tribal warriors were, he hesitated, he really didn't have the face to make him run away desperately.

At this moment, Master Shenglong's words of encouragement suddenly echoed in his mind, the best way to eliminate fear is to face fear, come on!Awesome!

Patram shuddered, and instantly woke up.

Looking at the ferocious hobgoblin in the distance, with a trace of anger on his face, the short kobold said quickly.

"Lime won't run this time, Lime. Lime will fight!"

The staff flicked through the air, and the kobold patriarch began to cast spells.

Miles, who was squatting in the distance, saw that his eyes narrowed. He doesn't know spells yet, but he can see what spells Patraim can use.

Wonderful magical power surrounds Patrem, the kobold patriarch shouted loudly.

"Mage Armor!"

Hearing the name of the spell, Miles curled his lips. He shouldn't expect this kobold to perform any strange spells.

Patlem didn't know that Miles in the distance was extremely disappointed with him. From his own point of view, it was best to give himself a defensive spell to resist physical attacks first.

The hobgoblin standing in the distance saw the enemy general waving his staff. He also knew that the situation was not good. Although these spellcasters were weak in strength, the strange effects of spells would always cause a lot of trouble. They wanted to win this battle. War, he must quickly deal with this kobold warlock!

"Get out of here!"

With a loud shout, the hobgoblin warrior kicked away the goblins beside him. He rushed into the crowd, waving a ferocious mace in his hand, and the kobolds around him who had no time to escape fell at his feet, and the filthy blood flowed from the crowd. Hammer down.

Soon, the chaotic crowd moved away from him, and a passage formed between him and Patram.

Seeing the warriors of the clan being slaughtered by the opponent, Patraim felt a little more angry. He stretched out his finger, and the magical power condensed in his hand, the kobold warlock screamed.

"Magic Missile!"

Two missiles condensed by pure magical power formed, roaring and flying towards the hobgoblin in the distance.

The ferocious-looking hobgoblin knew that he could not resist these strange spells. He rolled on the ground in an attempt to avoid the spell missile attack, but the spell missile still accurately hit his back.

There was a slight noise, and the hobgoblin touched his back, where blood was flowing.

Unable to bear it any longer, with a ferocious growl, the hobgoblin charged at Patraem.

When the kobold patriarch saw this scene, his whole heart almost jumped out, and he ran to the side quickly, he shouted loudly.

"Master Shenglong! Save Lime!"

A trace of helplessness flashed across Miles' face standing in the distance, he knew it was the result, these kobolds were really not worth looking forward to.

Yawning, Miles shook his body. He thought this battle would bring him a little fun, but it turned out that he was overthinking. The battle between these kobolds and goblins is like a battle between two mice. The fight is the same, the difference is who is more fierce.

"It's time for me to clean up the situation!"

With a glimmer of light in his eyes, Miles took steps forward, and the rumble of sound immediately reached the battlefield.

Exhausted with their last ounce of courage on the battlefield, the kobold soldiers who were about to flee heard the rumble, and their faces showed ecstasy.

"It's Master Shenglong!"

"Master Shenglong is here!"

"Quick, destroy these goblins and dedicate them to Lord Shenglong!"

When Myers, who was running, heard this, a question mark appeared on his face, and he yelled at the group of kobolds.

"I don't eat goblins!"

Through the narrow passage to the cave in the battlefield, Miles felt a burst of relief, he could finally stretch his wings now.

With the stretching of the red wings, the mighty dragon's power spread out, Patraim, who was running, couldn't bear the stimulation, he was about to rush over immediately.

Miles had no interest in letting the smelly kobold get close to him. With a flick of his finger, Patram immediately flew away into the distance.

After dealing with Patraim, Myers looked at the hobgoblin in front of him. At this time, the hobgoblin was not as fierce as before. Under the shock of Myers' dragon power, his whole body was a little disobedient. .

Miles was not even interested in seeing the opponent's attribute bar clearly, there was no need for it at all, with a roar, hot flames spewed out of his mouth.

The raging flames engulfed everything, and Miles could only hear the other party's miserable wailing in the flames.

Soon, the wailing died away, and the flames died down, leaving only a heap of charred bones and blackened iron on the ground, the last remnants of the hobgoblin and his beloved weapon.

After easily disposing of the hobgoblin, Miles looked at the goblins who were still standing aside. With his roar, all the goblins were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and fled to the depths of the passage.

Seeing those goblins running away like shit, Miles murmured to himself.

"It's boring."

Countless cheers came from the mouths of the kobolds. They were chirping, but Miles didn't care. He got into the passage where the goblins left, and then shook the black scepter on the winged paw.

"Clark, get up quickly. Now we can go see if those goblins have hidden any treasures."

Clark's voice came.

"Baby? I like babies."

(End of this chapter)