Do you believe me when I say I’m not a dragon?

"Sister, there seems to be a Discocorn in the sheep shed that is sick."

After hearing this, Shia said "Really?", stood up and left the room.

After a while, she walked in with a humming Discocorn and locked it in a corner of the house to keep it in a warmer environment.

"It's a fever. Just let it stay here for a few days and it will be fine."

"Ah."

Rachel in the room nodded clearly and lowered her head to read the book.

After a while, Shia came over with a night of broth and handed it to Rachel.

After she took it, she took a sip, and Shia's ears stood up and turned around the room, smiling: "But then again, Rachel, your hearing is really good, you can hear the sheep house here." the sound of."

"It's just that its cry is very obvious."

Rachel smiled sheepishly and continued to lower her head and drink the soup.

Chapter 132: Swirling and dancing in the air

——In the wind and snow, the Violent Dragon was walking in the heavy snow. It looked around weakly, its eyes full of hungry desire.

It has been hungry for too long, and food is too scarce in this snowstorm.

Under the hunger, it suddenly thought of the food of the group of humans not long ago.

The Violent Dragon's IQ is not high, but it also understood a truth during that contact, that is, there must be food there for humans.

It gasped and sniffed around.

Soon, it suddenly smelled a familiar smell.

It followed the smell and moved forward in the wind and snow. After walking for a while, it raised its head and looked ahead.

Multiple houses were close together, and thick smoke floated from above each house, but it was covered by the wind and snow.

In every room, there is an alluring smell from memory.

Drops of saliva dripped from its mouth. It could no longer suppress its hungry desire and flew forward with a low growl.

There was a fence outside the village, but this was no obstacle to the atrocious dragon. It easily broke the fence and squeezed into the sheep house of a house.

Hearing a loud noise coming from the sheep house, the owner of the house went out to check, but saw a ferocious beast bursting into the sheep house and eating crazily. He screamed and sat on the ground.

At this moment, the guard guarding the village finally issued a warning sound. The clear sound was extremely penetrating and woke up the people in the village instantly.

"What's going on! Why did you sound the alarm?"

Some people suddenly felt uneasy. Some hunters came out with weapons, only to find half of the huge body exposed in the sheep house.

The Violent Dragon quickly ate the Discohorned Beasts, smashed the walls of the sheep house and looked around, staring closely at the hunters.

"It's the Violent Dragon! It's the 'Atrocious Outlaw'!"

Finally, someone screamed, and the hand holding the weapon trembled.

The violent dragon whose mouth was filled with the smell of blood also aroused its ferocity. It roared and ran towards a hunter.

The strong limbs swung rapidly, and the strange claws allowed it to exert its full strength in the snow. In the blink of an eye, the sharp horns on its head pierced the chest of a hunter, smashing the house behind him together with it.

Seeing the passing of a life in front of them, some hunters screamed in horror: "Someone is dead! Someone is dead!"

However, the hunter whose body was penetrated by the sharp horn was still alive. He opened his eyes wide and grasped the sharp horn that passed through his chest. He seemed to be trying with all his strength to pull it out, but his hands were slippery with his own blood.

At the same time, smelling the pungent smell of blood also made the violent dragon unable to extricate itself.It shook its head violently, throwing the hunter hanging on the horns to the ground, then lowered its head and opened its mouth to him.

Click, click...

In the red eyes of the surrounding hunters, the Violent Dragon turned its head with blood in its mouth and stared at them hungrily.

The food on this human being can't help but think of the dishhorned beast before, and those foods also have the same smell.

Therefore, in its brain, humans and Discocorns are associated together - although they look different, they are both food.

So, it roared and continued to fly towards a hunter.

But at the next moment, its body was hit hard, and a huge white wolf rushed to the side of the Violent Dragon, its fangs biting its body.

At the same time, Shia also rushed forward and slashed the Violent Dragon's body with both swords, leaving several slash marks.

Feeling the pain in his waist, the Violent Dragon roared angrily and prepared to slap Shia away with his claws, but she dodged it in time.

"Kick it out of the village!"

As the hunters from the village arrived one after another, the tension in people's hearts finally dissipated, they regained their composure and shouted.

Shia glanced at them and then shouted: "Xue Feng!"

Xuefeng understood immediately. It dexterously passed over the Violent Dragon, and Shia grabbed it and sat on its back. At the same time, she threw out several bone knives and inserted them into the Violent Dragon.

The Violent Dragon was immediately attracted by her and ran towards Xia and Xuefeng desperately. One person and one wolf had already run out of the village at that time.

Some hunters followed closely. After leaving the village, Shia fought with the Violent Dragon in the open space outside the village.

"Drink-"

Shia took a deep breath and moved around the Violent Dragon's body, while the blade sliced ​​open its skin.

Whenever the Violent Dragon tried to shake off Shia, Xuefeng would swoop up at this moment and interrupt its movement.

Shia and Xuefeng were very cautious and did not dare to attack without any preparation.

After all, the hunters in the village do not make a living by hunting large beasts. Their status as hunters is just a job to support their families. Hunting large wild boars is their limit.

Therefore, Shia could only hope that the Violent Dragon could retreat under attack.

With this thought in mind, several bows and arrows were shot from a short distance and inserted into the body of the Violent Dragon. A large number of hunting dogs ran from the village and howled around the Violent Dragon.

However, their harassment only angered the Violent Dragon. It roared and ran straight up, knocking Shia away with its swinging limbs, and rushed far away.

Then, it turned around sharply, stared at the hunters, and continued running wildly.

Under the constant collision, the hunters either used bows and arrows to shoot, or they could only escape far away, or they could not dodge and died miserably on the giant horns of the violent dragon.

Shia stood up in embarrassment, covering her shoulders, and anxiously watched the violent dragon engage in a one-sided fight.

She didn't want to come forward. If possible, Shia even wanted to huddle in the room and act like she didn't hear anything. But no, she had to stand up at this time and join other hunters to fight against the intruders and defend their homeland.

This is her duty as a hunter in the village, and it is also her responsibility as a sister.

Shia could only grit her teeth and rush forward again, facing the enemy together with Xuefeng.

She flew forward and slashed the blade across its body, but it did no harm except shed a little blood. Instead, it attracted the attention of the violent dragon.

It turned its head and stared at Shia, letting out a suppressed growl, and its limbs began to adjust their positions.

——That straight-line collision again.

Shia could clearly see its movements, but it was still to no avail. No matter which way it ran, it would be overtaken by the violent dragon's sharp turns.

Seeing the action of it rushing forward, Shia was stunned on the spot for a moment.

...Both sides... But what happens if we attack from the front?Seeing the Violent Dragon with minor injuries all over its body and only its face intact, Shia had a sudden thought.

The face is supposed to be the weak point of every creature, and the structure of the Tyrant Dragon's horns allows it to see the direction clearly when attacking the enemy with its horns, but this makes it impossible to face the enemy with its hard head.

In other words, when some creatures with horns and creatures with horns extending normally from the top of their heads charge forward, it is equivalent to attacking with a spear and a shield, because their hard heads can also withstand most damage. The violent dragon with horns in front of its face is probably just a spearman who has abandoned his shield. Although it is much more flexible, it also exposes its weaknesses.

Thinking of this, Shia immediately took action. She stared at the violent dragon charging straight with her eyes wide open. She raised her legs and kicked away the snow on the ground that obscured its sight. Then she rushed forward proactively, stabbing its face with both swords. Cut through.

One knife missed its vital point and only cut open its nose, while the other knife successfully cut open one of its eyes.

After the blow, she jumped up with the force of the atrocity dragon's sprint, her body rolled on the atrocity dragon's back, and the blade quickly spun around, leaving scars on its back.

"Roar--"

Landing on the ground with some reluctance, Shia looked at the violent dragon whose collision path was no longer straight.After running for a while, it stopped in embarrassment, turned its head sharply, and stared at Shia behind it with its only remaining eyeball, its eyes full of murderous intent.

Shia could only hold her swords in front of her and stared at the violent dragon cautiously.

Feeling the darkness in half of his world, staring at Shia and the snowy peaks behind him, as well as the hunters not far away, the Violent Dragon finally felt the intention to retreat and turned around to flee.

Shia also stared closely at the departure of the violent dragon. After losing sight of its figure, her body collapsed and knelt on the ground, gasping for air.

Chapter 133: Proud, noble, arrogant, but never seen the world

——Mercer returned to the volcano, shook off the ice and snow on his body, and looked at the flying dragons above his head.

Their flight trajectory was not smooth, as if they were carrying something heavy not long ago.

Mercer ignored their fatigue and just sent a message.

——Every day, bring food.

Feeling the order given to them by Mercer, the flying dragons became restless and expressed opposition. However, the next moment, they hovered above the sky in panic.

Mercer turned his head and looked at the lava not far away.

There, Hong Huang stuck his head out and stared at Mercer.

Nodding towards it, Mercer grunted, expressing his goodwill towards it, and then raised his head to look at the flying dragon in the sky.

This time, not a word of dissatisfaction was heard from them, and Mercer expressed satisfaction and ordered them to go back.

After the flying dragons fled away, Mercer stepped forward, stood on the edge of the lava, and looked at Red Phoenix.

He bowed his head slightly to show his gratitude.

But Red Phoenix didn't care about this, just stared at Mercer arrogantly and let out a cry.

This voice seemed familiar. Mercer thought about it for a moment and remembered that it was the cry made by Red Phoenix when it left a long time ago. The meaning of that voice seemed to be... "It's just that you won this time. I will defeat you sooner or later." .”

Thinking of this, Mercer understood what it meant, which was to let him stay here and wait until he recovered from his injuries before fighting with it.

Just for this reason, do you dare to stand in front of that purple electric dragon?

Mercer was a little confused, but he still responded in agreement, and then made a questioning sound, which roughly meant asking Red Phoenix if he knew the information about the purple electric dragon.

——He originally thought that he would need more complicated words to make Red Phoenix understand the meaning of his voice, but it easily understood his question.

It seems that creatures that reach its ecological niche have considerable intelligence, even beyond that of humans.

But what surprised Mercer was that after Honghuang pondered for a while, he still made a haughty sound like a snort, revealing his voice of denial.

Mercer tried to translate its words into human language, which probably meant: "I don't know it, but I'm not afraid of it either."

...Speaking of which, the Red Phoenix seems to have been trapped in the volcano for many years. A guess emerged in Mercer's mind: Is it possible that the reason that makes the Red Phoenix so proud is not how strong it was in its heyday? , but because it has never seen the world at all?

Thinking of this, Mercer's face looked a little weird, but Red Phoenix didn't care at all, and just dropped another message, similar to Mercer's arrangement, asking him to stay here well, this volcano is good for his body.

Hearing this, Mercer nodded and expressed thanks.

Red Phoenix did not stay long and dived into the lava again, as if he hated this cold environment.

But then again, since it hates the environment here, why did it come here to build a volcano?I'm afraid there's something special about the area here.

Looking at the lava where the waves were calm again, Mercer withdrew his gaze and looked at the sky.

Of course he can't stay here forever, and leaving occasionally is necessary.

Moreover, Mercer felt that he needed to get in touch with that group of humans.

——But now, let’s take a rest and calm down the somewhat chaotic energy in the body.

With this thought in mind, Mercer lay on the ground and felt the temperature of the lava.

......

On the other side, Shia received a warm welcome after returning to the village, and the goddess greeted her arrival with a smile.

"Welcome back, Shia, you saved our village."

The goddess held Shia's hand all of a sudden, and she couldn't get used to such a warm attitude.

"...It's nothing, it's just what I should do."

After calmly getting rid of the goddess's hand, Shia then said seriously: "Master Priest, regarding that violent dragon, we have to find a way to deal with it."

"Deal with that fanatic?"

Hearing this, the goddess was silent for a while, then looked at the hunter behind her with squinted eyes, her face hesitant.

"It is very weak now. As long as we are prepared in advance, it is not difficult to defeat it." Sensing the thoughts in the goddess's heart, Shia asked tentatively: "Besides, it has already killed several people in our village. It’s a hunter, are we still going to feed it? Even if it wants to eat us?”