Born to be a dragon I'm sorry!

Chapter 3
Clear skies.

A group of giant flying birds with wings stretched three meters wide flew across the sky comfortably in a line, their white wings shining brightly in the sun.

Proud, they disdain to look down on the insects bound to the ground, but quietly forget that they are far more than the masters of this vast sky.

Perhaps it was ignorant arrogance that was doomed.

When a deep and terrifying figure quietly fell, these giant flying birds screamed in panic!

The dragon wings covering the sky and the sun blocked every ray of warm light, only bringing a deep coldness to the bone marrow. The huge dragon's head suddenly opened, swallowing half a row of giant flying birds in its mouth in one gulp!

There was a crisp cracking sound of bones.

Casilla ate up all the passing birds, and even licked the blood stains.

Since his eldest brother's appetite became more and more exaggerated decades ago, he and his other brothers and sisters have never had enough to eat, and have lived a life of hunger and fullness.

And their mother was too lazy to hunt more food, forcing them to go out and hunt for prey by themselves.

As for resistance?

Casilla never dared to think of this idea.

Maybe my younger sister still has a little fantasy, but every time something happens, she will find an excuse to give up, and she doesn't want to experience the terrible feeling of dying at birth again.

The powerful dragon wings fanned the air current, and Casilla, who barely ate a snack, returned to the dragon's lair.

Head down into the cave.

Casilla subconsciously stepped lightly, not wanting to disturb the sleeping monster deep in the lair.

However, contrary to expectations, a calm voice suddenly came from behind him, making the tiptoeing Casilla suddenly freeze in place.

"Have you gone hunting?"

"I'm still idle, so I went to find something to eat... Big brother, why are you here, aren't you still sleeping?"

Casilla turned her head cautiously.

Seeing the majestic outline of the tip of the iceberg slowly revealing from the light from the gap in the nest, the eyes could not help showing a look of shrinking and envy.

It was a figure more than twice as strong as Casilla's, with an exaggerated 15 meters in length!
Every inch of the slender body is covered with hard dragon scales, and above the ferocious dragon's head, hovering dragon horns have grown faintly. The two erect dragon pupils are like unfathomable ancient wells, which emit light all the time. Thick coercion!
It's even more difficult to take your eyes off.

In addition to the natural domineering posture of the black dragon, there is also an aura that is completely different from ordinary black dragons like Casilla.

Like an old scholar who has read a lot of books, Itarek's dragon pupils contain introverted and low-key wisdom. Hundreds of years have been enough for him to get in touch with the vast field of magic.

"You are late, Casilla, mother has already ordered us to be driven out, and there is no need for you to go back."

Itarek's deep voice boomed.

Casilla's eyes widened in shock, only then did he realize that Demirba and Maslani were still following behind his brother, who were dejected.

"If you are willing to help, even if we can't beat that old thing, we can still fight for the ownership of the lair."

As Casilla hurried to catch up with the siblings, he heard Demirba complaining in displeasure.

Among the four dragons, only she and Maslani were covered with scars. Not only the dragon scales were broken, but also the bright red flesh and blood were exposed, obviously, they had already fought with the female black dragon.

Casilla did not catch up, while Itarek simply watched from the sidelines!

But even when he was complaining, Demirba was still watching Itarek's reaction carefully.

It wasn't until he saw that he didn't show any dissatisfaction that he dared to speak a little louder.

"Didn't you master a lot of dragon language magic? We are standing in front of you. You bombard her with magic. Don't say that you don't have any lethal spells in your memory."

"Even if you snatch the lair, so what? Have you stayed here for 100 years and haven't gotten tired of it?"

Italek glanced at Demirba, who immediately shrank his head.

"We are already young dragons. This world is no longer as dangerous as it used to be. It's time to look outside."

"It sounds nice..."

Demirba moaned for a moment, but yearning could not help but appear in his eyes.

The memories left by many black dragons told her that as long as she flew south, she could find a gathering place covered with dense lava mountains. There was a paradise for black dragons, and many of their kind had always lived there for a long time.

But before embarking on this journey, Demirba felt the need to find some help.

Walking out of the cave, the clear sun fell.

The endless vast sea of ​​trees spreads under the feet, and many huge and strange-looking creatures thrive in this forest, and together they paint a vibrant scene of all kinds of frosts competing for freedom.

Four black dragons stand on the top of the mountain.

Watching the spectacular scene quietly, I deeply feel my own insignificance.

While Itarek was silently looking at the magnificent and magnificent scenery of the world, Demirba quickly persuaded the other two brothers to have two more companions on the road.

Casilla was still at a loss, immersed in the loss and anxiety of being kicked out of the house suddenly, while the taciturn Maslani habitually obeyed Demirba's orders.

But what Demirba wanted to persuade the most was Itarek, the most powerful among them.

Finally, Demirba plucked up the courage to shout to the other party from a distance.

"Hey, my dear brother, do you want to go to 'Black Rock Mountain' with us? There will definitely be a female dragon that can make you happy!"

"Go ahead, be careful on the road."

The sudden concern made the three black dragons a little flattered.

However, without waiting for Demirbado to persuade him to stay, Itarek stretched out his wide and ferocious dragon wings.

The deep darkness seemed to swallow the light.

The majestic dragon wings that far exceed the size of a normal juvenile dragon have already formed a great sense of psychological oppression just by simply stretching them out!
Combined with the perfect and strong body from the perspective of the black dragon, and the indestructible ferocious dragon scales, the domineering majesty made the three young dragons feel ashamed, and subconsciously did not dare to look directly at Italek's figure!
In the whistling of the airflow fanned by the dragon wings.

Demirba watched helplessly as his elder brother whom he had regarded as his lifelong enemy for a hundred years drifted away, an inexplicable and strong sense of loss welled up in his heart.

Ignoring the ghostly gazes of Casilla and Maslani, Demirba suddenly summoned up all his strength, and desperately shouted towards Italek's back.

"When I see you next time, I will definitely defeat you——!"

No echo.

The mournful Demirba sat down with no image, and sobbed in frustration, not knowing why he was so sad.

She just knows.

Perhaps from this day on, I will never see that magical and domineering brother again.

"Then give it a try, don't die in any corner."

Italek's voice came from afar, and the tearful Demirba suddenly widened his eyes.

Wait for her to look up.

But the distant figure could no longer be seen in the sky, only Demirba was left shouting like crazy.

"Just wait for me! The battle between us is not over yet!!"

(End of this chapter)