The red dragon just wants to do whatever it wants

Chapter 1 Red Dragon's Food Reserve
David felt that he was about to be suffocated, so he followed his body's instinct to push up.

Click.

Just as he was getting out of the 'bed' and breathing greedily, he actually smelled a tangy sulfur smell.

It's over!Could it be that the batch of fireworks in the warehouse caught fire?
David, who was afraid that he would ascend to heaven in the same place in the next second, struggled to open his blurred eyes.

But what came into view was a "black man" who was as confused as him, and the rust-red desolate mountain behind him.

No, the thing in front of me is not so much a person, but more like a creature that cannot exist in reality——

Elf!

Or the black one.

"Damn it!" He and the elf confided in unison.

The elf quickly turned his head and shouted:

"An egg has broken its shell!"

That look is like that of a nurse on duty in the obstetrics department who went to the bathroom with her trousers halfway off. When she lowered her head and swiped her phone, she found a baby's head stuck in the hole of the squatting toilet.

"Hold it! Don't let it go!"

Only then did David realize that there was a group of these black-skinned creatures not far away!
But all of them are armed with murder weapons and have a strong figure, which is completely different from their past stereotypes.

'Damn it, I've crossed over.'

Accompanied by this astonished thought, David felt as if his head had been suddenly opened, and endless pieces of information were forced in, including the language of the drow elves.

This message is so huge that he instinctively wants to scream something so as not to blow his head:
"Safistuin Karatruca Davidyutos Saidponga"

With the awakening of this inherited knowledge, David finally understood.

He really crossed over this time.

He also crossed over and became a giant dragon in a different world, a red dragon.

And this is his real name.

But when he yelled out his real name, the drow elf who was originally sullen looked like a lottery player who was hit by the first prize from the sky, and his face was distorted in ecstasy.

David, who was reincarnated as a giant dragon, didn't have time to digest this fact, and he was keenly aware of a cold aura that made his scales stand up.

Spellcaster!
She is casting a spell!

David wanted to escape, but with only one head out, he was actually stuck in the eggshell, and he swayed from side to side as he struggled, like a funny tumbler.

What made him even more maddened was that the real name was extremely long, and his small mouth seemed to be equipped with a pirate accelerator, as if he couldn't stop until he finished chanting.

In just a short moment, sparks began to burst out of his itchy and sore throat.

David was taken aback for a moment, and then realized.

Yes, he is a dragon now.

A red dragon that breathes fire!
spray her!

Just spray it!

Just like human cubs are born with the instinct to suck, now David, who is a red dragon cub, only subconsciously inhales, and feels a scorching breath rapidly accumulating in his chest, and the fire in his throat It also began to become dazzling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The drow elf who was preparing the shadow spell was terrified, and the chant in his mouth soared out of tune with the roar of the dragon in the empty mountain depression.

"what--!"

"hold head high--!"

But just when David felt that a hot current was about to burst out, he was suddenly thrown to the ground by someone behind him.

At the same time, a pair of slender but powerful arms stretched out from the side of his neck, tightly wrapped around his kiss like vines, and the flaming breath that was ready to be released in his mouth came to an abrupt end.

"Quick! Chains!"

After hearing the news, the drow elves swarmed up and dragged the struggling David out of the half of the eggshell.

After some skilled and neat operations, David became the first giant dragon to be tied up in a fancy way before its shell was completely broken.

The drow elves who successfully subdued the red dragonling were extremely excited.

The scorching eyes that looked at David did not look like looking at a dragon that had just hatched, but a moving gold mine.

The drow who used shadow magic to confront the real dragon before hurried forward to claim credit, and was a little incoherent with excitement:

"Boss! A real dragon! A real dragon! It's a real dragon! He just called out his real name! Safas or something! Did you hear that?"

The leader of Drow raised his foot and stepped on David's fat buttocks, crushed it, felt the strong and powerful feedback from his feet, licked his lips and said with a smile:
"I still need you to talk nonsense. If I hadn't rushed over immediately, you might have become a piece of roasted meat with a burning aroma."

Zall, one of his subordinates, immediately laughed wantonly.

"All right!"

The leader of the drow raised his hand to signal for everyone to silence, and at the same time looked around the audience and said:

"A real dragon, and save a lot of money for the awakening ceremony, you all know what this means.

"As long as this vote can be successfully completed, not only can we completely pay off the debts on all of us, but we can even make a large surplus. At that time, should we use this money to bribe the military to wash our identities, or do we have other plans? Neither will interfere.

"But before that, put away your small thoughts and continue on the road. Leave the territory of this female red dragon first, otherwise everything will be empty talk."

Only then did the drows understand and packed up their bags. Among them, David, the red dragonling who hoped to turn around, received the most solemn care of the drows:
His whole dragon was hung upside down on a dead wood pile like a roast suckling pig, and the snout, which was considered the biggest safety hazard, was tied up with a chain to become a mining drill bit, carried forward by two drow, Was placed in the middle of the team.

Even the pair of eggshells were packed by the drows one by one, as the first food for the hatchlings after they broke their shells.

This is one of the necessary and necessary steps to ensure the appearance and value of the baby dragon.

The most important thing is that they can save a lot of rations for this, and they don't have to rush to think about how to fill the dragon's belly like a bottomless abyss when they are running for their lives!
They had heard more than once the rumor that the leader directly slaughtered two drow as emergency dragon rations.

What's more, this is still a red dragon that can breathe out just after breaking its shell.

Push the leader into a hurry, she can definitely do such a thing!

To some extent, each of them can be the Red Dragon's food reserve!

At this moment, David, who had no idea that he already had such a 'high-standard treatment', fell into an unprecedented contradiction in his thoughts.

'Calm down, you have to calm down!At least it doesn't look life-threatening for now. '

Even though all kinds of negative emotions poured out uncontrollably in his heart, he still kept admonishing himself like this.

Facing such an unprecedented strange situation, only by being calm can we have a chance to come up with a way to break the situation.

'Wait, these drowbites are actually going to sell me as a slave? ! '

Hearing the ear-piercing laughter of those drow chatting, even David, who had been a social animal in 996 for half his life, couldn't help feeling angry for a while.

This anger is also like a ray of sparks, falling into the vast inheritance of the dragon, causing little ripples.

An even more prairie anger rose from his heart, and even the original amber pupils instantly burned red like boiling lava.

He looked around at the drow elves in front of him:

'Don't wait for my chance'

'then I'll take you'

'Everyone was reduced to ashes! ! ! '

This anger came so unexpectedly that David, whose head was about to shut down because of the endless anger, waited for a long time before finding the source of the anger from the Dragon's Legacy:

Gan, the feeling is that one of his blood ancestors was once captured, trained and sold.
You must know that according to history, these long ears were nothing more than slaves and playthings raised by giant dragons a few years ago.

This is a shame that will never be erased!

So even though the ancestor dragon is 'dead', and the soul of the dead went to Baator Hell to serve the great five-color dragon mother Tiamat, the anger left in the bloodline inheritance has never been extinguished.

For a while, David was a little dumbfounded.

He never expected that this kind of cheating experience could be connected by blood and even resonate.

He is also angry, but the problem is that this impotent rage alone is useless right now.

A line of information suddenly popped up in my mind:
【Power—Rage】

"What the hell?" David froze on the spot.

The sudden sense of weightlessness brought his thoughts back to reality. He looked up in astonishment when he was about to fall to the ground, and found that the two drow who were responsible for carrying him had thrown him away!
After a few steps, he approached silently behind the drow leader, pulled out the dagger at his waist, and stabbed the sharp blade at the neck and back at the same time.

A cold light passed by.

The bodies of the two drow rogues froze in place at the same time, but their heads shot up into the sky.

With a plop, it rolled down in front of David.

The leader of the drow looked around at the startled and angry crowd with her bloodshot eyes, swiped the knife and sheathed it and said:
"Go faster, we may still be within the influence of a certain lair guard."

"Yes!"

"Then they?" the drow spellcaster asked knowingly with a worried face.

The leader of the drow glanced at the bewildered David, with a cruel smile on his mouth:
"Of course it's salted according to the old rules. It's just a good way to reserve food for our red dragon baby on the road."

"." David was completely dumbfounded.

He hasn't even had time to digest the fact that he suddenly crossed into a giant dragon.

This directly fast-forwards to the philosophical speculation of "do you want to eat people in order to survive" and "are drows considered human?"
(End of this chapter)