As soon as he took a step, Claudius felt a sharp pain - five Braci wolves, this is the existence of a legendary primeval dragon that can easily tear apart, and the legendary ancient dragon with a name on the continent of Faeron will also kneel when encountered. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Claudius is naturally a legendary dragon, he has already stepped into the legend when he was young, not to mention the now that he has become an adult. In terms of physical strength and strength alone, even the primeval red dragon was no match for him, it was a powerful body that surpassed the gods, at least most of them. Not every god's strength can reach more than fifty, and likewise, not every god's physique can reach more than sixty, and this value has even surpassed the two-headed baboon demon prince Dimo Gogen in the bottomless abyss. The only regret is that the rotten spell-casting ability depends on the age level of the red dragon's own race, and Claudius has only just comprehended and learned the fourth-level spell, and most of them are still weakened. However, if the two-headed baboon dares to stand in Claudius' realm of double standards and fight against this dragon, then Claudius's dinner today will be roasted two-headed baboon meat.

Claudius has a killer weapon, and his breath is terrifying like never before, but it doesn't work. So much so that now it is considered to be five bruises and seven injuries by five Braci wolves, and the wounds on the upper and lower parts of the body have been torn many times, and now the healing is also progressing more slowly, with muscle tears, bone misalignment, and scale armor fragmentation..... The red dragon's steps limped, leaving burning footprints and pools of blood on the ground with each step.

The Braci wolf was more seriously injured than Claudius, and now he can't even get up, but the dragon is still there, and the power of the Braci wolf as a legendary creature is also there, and the beasts within a radius of dozens of kilometers nearby have already run out in the day and night battle, so the Braci wolves are estimated to survive. However, Claudius found that because there were too many injuries on his body, all he could smell in his nose was his own bloody breath and burnt breath, and he couldn't distinguish the wolf's breath for the time being, "I'm not in a hurry, just let Lao Tzu rest a little and recover from his injuries!" Hell, how do I remember the restorative spell? "Actually, it's useless - with his size and characteristics, unless he has a great recovery technique or something, ordinary recovery techniques are useless at all. Now Claudius's size, he can't use the mansion spell that Minerva gave him to use the treasure scepter to drill into the house to rest, but fortunately, the spell of the Hero's Feast can still be used. So a red dragon lay down in a hollow that had been roasted and cracked by the flames, and feasted and drank a pile of roast meat and wine—not to his heart's content.

The extremely high physique gives Claudius a strong recovery ability, and although he looks a little miserable in battle, he still heals quite quickly. The misaligned bones were forcibly corrected by the strong muscle force, the broken tendons were rapidly regenerated under the infiltration of burning blood, the broken scale armor fell off the skin, and the new scale armor gradually grew from small to large. For a whole day, Claudius did not move, he lay on the ground and rested quietly, exerting his physical strength to recover from his injuries.

The red dragon stood up, his injuries have improved a lot, at least there is no problem with normal movement, as for flying, I'm afraid it's not good, in the rest just now, Claudius found that the little finger of his wing was unlucky to break, although the bones were corrected, but together with the torn wing membrane below, it would take at least a week or more to recover initially, and then he could try to glide slowly. Now I have to walk, but the giant red dragon is not slow to walk on two feet. "The smell hasn't gone away yet, it's good." The red dragon lowered his head, the sparks from his nose lit the hay on the ground, and his scorching breath scorched the plants in front of him, but he smelled the smell after all - but only once, and if he lost his tracks, the scorched ground would not give Claudius a second chance.

But that's enough, dragons' senses are fully developed, they have developed eyesight, enough to compare with eagles, and of course they also have an excellent sense of smell and hearing, which completely surpasses most dogs, and Claudius really wants to chase dragons, so naturally it is not difficult. Following the breath of the Braci wolves, the red dragon gradually approached their lair. Poor Braci wolves are also warrior-type legendary monster races, and if they could use any kind of magic such as any random gate or teleportation, Claudius' level of magic would simply be untraceable - unfortunately they wouldn't. Although their agility and great strength make them fast and span a wide range of strides - even if the average hound dares to track the Braci wolf, it will sometimes be confused by their huge jump distance and lose the source of its smell - the Braci wolf can jump tens of meters. But this didn't work for the red dragons, who were also with an equally large stride, and Claudius was always able to find their scent, which was now getting stronger. "I think I found it!" The red dragon smugly thought that he had indeed found his target even with the naked eye - it was a recess of a small hill, and several cubs with heads to bodies that looked like wolf cubs were playing and fighting. "These wolves are too confident, aren't they? There is no one left behind to take care of the cubs? Claudius did not expect that the cubs of the Bracchi wolf were already terrifying beasts at this age, and although they had not entered the legend, they were already more powerful beasts than ordinary young dragons - in hand-to-hand combat.

Claudius jumped straight to his feet and spread his wings, although he couldn't fly, he still had no problem gliding at low altitudes. The huge red dragon made a graceful arc in the air and pounced on the young wolves. Probably because they had never seen such a scene and because they were an invincible legendary race in the wilderness, the young wolf did not run away, but immediately formed a semi-arc and barked at Claudius - completely ignoring the red dragon's size, which was many times larger than them...... "Are these stupid dogs?" The red dragon held such a question, and directly shook the three young wolves after landing. Before the wolf cubs could get up, the guy grabbed the three wolf cubs with his front paws and held them up in front of him. "Hmm...... Quite healthy cubs, one male and two female. Well, half of the goal is accomplished! But the next one should be harder. Claudius thought of the thorn-tailed lynx in the literature, a lone legendary beast, and found it very troublesome. In fact, his trouble now is how to carry these three little ones, and he must be careful not to be tracked by their parents to fight another bad fight, but Claudius is not expected to leave his hand at that time, and "Claudius takes a deep breath" is probably about to be staged.