Under the Red Dragon.

Chapter 25 Dragon Catcher
Night fell, and the mountain range where the dragon's nest was located fell into deep silence. Even at night when the dragons fell asleep, this place was a territory that no other creatures dared to set foot in, except for a few elite kobold warriors who were guarding the exit of the wide canyon and were responsible for protecting the dragon.

The deep night enveloped the surroundings. There was no light in the canyon, not even a lamp. It was obvious that the dragons did not have many habits of the civilized world, but the giant dragons did not need these things.

Fortunately, the kobolds are accustomed to living in dark caves, and these warriors carefully selected by the kobold leader Bag to guard the real dragon also have the ability to see in the dark.

The gold-eating beast lay sleepily on the ground to rest. It was not like the ogre warrior guards who could take turns. It had to guard the door with the ogre day and night. It was only free during the short time of eating and defecating.

But wild beasts have keener perception than kobolds after all. The gold-eating beast with squinting eyes suddenly raised its head, as if it had smelled danger. But before it could figure out where the danger came from, several spears shot out from the darkness with a whizzing sound. The kobold warrior was pierced by the spears before he could react. His short body was almost broken into two pieces, and he was carried away by the powerful force and fell into the darkness without a sound.

Eyes emitting faint light in the darkness appeared in the deep woods. Strong ogre warriors approached quickly and lit torches. Flames also appeared on the cliffs on both sides of the canyon dragon's nest. The warriors of the ogre tribe had surrounded the entire dragon's nest.

The gold-eating beast wailed and tried to escape with its tail between its legs, but the ogre tyrant Morgo lifted it up gently by the scruff of its neck with two fingers. It immediately trembled and dared not move.

"Wow, a kitten. Give it to Fafnir as a toy." Morgo handed the kitten to the ogre next to him and looked at the two-headed wizard who was leading the wizards in the tribe to cast the spell to prohibit the dragon from flying.

Great wizard Sahei and other wizards danced and chanted with their staffs in their hands. Shamanic magic surged in the air, resonating with their own blood. A field of invisible power gradually covered the entire canyon dragon's nest.

The fluctuations in the field and the sounds of other movements startled the sleeping young dragons. The hot-tempered red dragon Clenaya poked her head out of her cave and shouted angrily: "You damn ogres, what are you doing... Roar," the red dragon let out a warning roar to the dragon group before she finished speaking. The giant dragon's sharp vision allowed her to see the situation clearly.

The young dragons originally thought that it was the commotion caused by the ogres or other dragons, but when they heard Clenaya's warning, they hurriedly crawled out of their caves.

"Damn, where did all these ogres come from? Are they surrounding the dragon's nest and want to start a war with us?" The young dragons were shocked and let out loud roars, wanting to fly out of the nest and join together.

But they found that the omnipresent magic that used to support their bodies by just flapping their wings was no longer under their control. The young dragons had to control their wings in an unaccustomed way and glide down from the nest and landed on the open ground.

It's not that the power of those ogre magicians is enough to seal off the entire vast space, but these ogre magicians disturbed the originally orderly magic power and turned it into disordered fluctuations, making it impossible for these young dragons to easily control the magic power as usual.

Thanks to Charon's past training, the newly landed dragons gathered together naturally, back to back, and spread their wings to intimidate the approaching ogres.

"Hahaha, surrender, you weak dragon cubs," the ogre Morgo walked forward with his tall body, dragging the giant axe in his hand across the ground, leaving sparks flying everywhere. He looked down upon the young dragon that was standing alone in front of him. The young dragon, who was not thin in body, looked particularly thin in front of his six-meter-tall strong body.

"I don't want to smash your precious bodies with the axe in my hand. I can sell them for a good price. Just listen to King Morgo and I will treat you gently."

The hot-tempered and impulsive Morgo would not be so easy to talk to, but the ogre giant Fafna took a fancy to the larger female red dragon Clenaya among the group of young dragons, so Morgo did not rush to use force.

"What should we do? Why don't we join forces and charge out from one direction? Maybe we can escape." Bailong Gemot paced anxiously.

Two sparks flew out of Klenaya's nostrils. "Karon is still sleeping. He hasn't woken up yet. What if we just run away and he becomes a dragon?"

The blue dragon Doss exhaled heavily and assessed the enemy's strength. There was faint lightning flickering on his body. He said in a deep voice: "Find a chance to wake up Karon. We can't get out with just a few of us. We can't fly flexibly now, and we'll just be a target if we fly into the air. Akzi and Carlit should have heard our warning. We'll act when we see an opportunity." The blue dragon Akzi heard the roar of the dragons, but he didn't rush over rashly. Instead, he swam from high in the sky, avoiding the area that gave him a strange feeling.

Seeing that all the ogre warriors' attention was focused on the canyon, they quietly slid down from the air. Sensing something was wrong, the ogre warriors were torn to pieces by Akzi's dragon claws before they could even raise their spears. At the same time, he exhaled a breath of lightning dragon, and the swift chain lightning directly electrocuted several ogres, leaving them charred on the surface, and they fell from the cliff.

The other ogres threw their spears, but Akziz, who rose into the air again, was extremely agile and dodged these weapons easily. Occasionally, if he was lucky enough, a spear would fly in front of him and be easily knocked down by the dragon. As the king of the sky, the dragon was not something that these ordinary ogre warriors could deal with when its flying ability was not restricted.

The same was true for the blue dragon leader, Carlit. She did not approach the canyon easily. She and Akzi were clearing out ordinary ogre warriors on both sides of the canyon. She grabbed the spines of two ogres with her claws, fell from a high altitude, and turned into a ball of meat on the ground.

He shouted loudly: "How dare you, inferior ogres, offend my dragons? If you don't retreat, you will bear the wrath of the dragons."

The young dragons looked at the two dragons displaying their might and became a little agitated for a moment. They were about to swarm over when they suddenly saw a tall and beautiful human standing up from behind the ogre warrior, with his jade-like arms raised high, and a spiritual wave similar to that of a dragon's might instantly spread.

As he swooped down, Akzi felt as if his head was hit hard by the claws of a grown dragon. He screamed miserably, and his whole body fell from the air out of his control. Bang, the weak blue dragon fell to the ground, and was tied up by the ogres who rushed over with ropes through his wings.

And when Carlit, who was also cooperating with the attack, saw the blue dragon Akzi falling in an instant, she actually screamed, flapped her wings rapidly, and hovered in the air, then turned around and tried to run away.

But the grinning Morgo had already seized the opportunity and threw the long axe in his hand with all his strength. The axe broke through the air, making a sharp explosion in the air. The speed of the thrown axe was comparable to the breath of a blue dragon. It arrived in an instant and cut off half of Carlit's wings.

Powerful mental fluctuations also came at the same time, hitting the blue dragon Carlit's mind hard. Carlit could only let out an earth-shaking wail, and then fell helplessly.

The canyon suddenly fell silent. Panic and fear appeared on the faces of several young dragons. The giant dragons, proud of their strength, were no different from ordinary humans when facing a more powerful force.

Morgo walked up with his fists clenched impatiently. The two most powerful dragons in the dragon group had been captured. He was no longer going to give these ungrateful young dragons any chance. He wanted to use these young dragons as sandbags and teach them a lesson, so that these dragons would know that the Ogre Tyrants were not the inferior race as the dragons said.

"Should we surrender?" Even for the most timid White Dragon Gmot, the word surrender seemed difficult to utter.

Their inner pride and the dragon's unwillingness to surrender drove them to fight, but the rational warning of the disparity in power made them retreat.

The young dragons were at a loss of ideas. Even the usually calm blue dragon Doss had a brain that was as muddled as a paste. Even the most powerful Carlit had fallen, so what could these young dragons do?

"Karon," Clenaya suddenly shouted with her eyes wide open, and the cave, which had been very quiet, finally became noisy.

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