The young red dragon was lying on the top of the mountain more than 100 meters high, looking at the dense forest around him. The peninsula in the Gulf of Fire www.biquge.info is not actually suitable for red dragons, and the dense forest terrain is more suitable for elves, dryads, druids, and green dragons. And there was a city of elves, with dryads and druids walking - deep in the deep forest, where Claudius didn't want to go. In another place, which is also deep, Claudius can feel the breath of an adult green dragon - as a red dragon, Claudius's perception is not at all like the level indicated by the numbers.

Claudius said that he would rule the region, but he knew that as a red dragon, he would have to leave this place sooner or later to find his true lair - the volcano was the home of the red dragon. But until then, that didn't stop her from being the strongest predator within a radius of hundreds of square kilometers - and it only took him time to do that......

The Red Dragon's cycle is such that Claudius will remain active for a period of about ten to fifteen days, and then he will enter a longer period of sleep. This is not the usual five or six hours of sleep, but a deep sleep that lasts about three months to six months. In his slumber, Claudius, as a red dragon, will grow physically, and will also awaken the knowledge and skills of the dragon's inheritance in his slumber. Generations of true dragons are such unique creatures, gradually becoming stronger in their slumber - in theory, there is no upper limit to such growth.

Claudius still had to be careful of the Fierce Bear and the Fierce Wolverine, and he was not very afraid of the Fierce Bear now, and he was confident that he would defeat the Great Bear but not be able to kill it. But in the face of the ferocious wolverine, the guy's body length of more than ten meters alone is enough to make Claudius unable to eat and walk around, if he can't fly, Claudius doesn't want to swing on the territory of the wolverine at all. Due to the difference in the activity area, no matter which one - in fact, there are four in total, a whole litter of ferocious bears; Or the lone fierce wolverine, they can't do anything with Claudius flying freely in the sky, and these animals are smart enough to make them know that the red dragon flying in the sky is an existence they can't afford to provoke in the future, and it is better not to provoke it.

The elves of the forest also know that just around the corner of their town, a new dragon has recently appeared. They already knew that just a little further north, in the dense forest, there was their worst enemy, the adult green dragon Sylvia, a female dragon who liked ** spirit flesh and was called "Poisonous Breath". The red dragon that appeared in the south and was discovered by a long-distance patrol was a juvenile dragon in size, and it was more than 300 kilometers away from the town, so the threat level was far less than that of the green dragon that only established a nest more than 100 kilometers away. And the green dragon Sylvia can be called an army - there are many kobold slaves and lower goblins under her control, but the main body of her army is a group of gnolls and forest orcs and trolls, with Sylvia's lair as the center, and the camp is densely packed with orcs, gnolls, and trolls within a radius of more than ten kilometers. Hundreds of these monsters make up Sylvia's army, which occasionally attacks the elves' town. Elves and Dryads, the elders of the Druids, knew that they would have a decisive battle against the green dragon Sylvia and her evil army sooner or later. To this end, the elves are centered on the town of Greenlaire, and the surrounding Dryad camps and druid huts form a tight surveillance network.

Claudius certainly wouldn't have set foot in the beautiful elves that he had seen before—his keen vision had spotted a humanoid figure draped in vines and a beard with antlers on its head indistinguishable from the vines, and he recognized the slender figure with large leaf-like armor and a longbow on its back, hidden in the shadows and bushes around it. As for the appearance, it was not clear to see, and Claudius had to preconceive that he was a delicate elf. From then on, he knew very well that the location was the territory of the elves, so he carefully marked it on the map in his mind, warning himself not to set foot in that place. He didn't think the elves could do anything to him, but the antler-clad wildman clearly gave him some sense of threat.

Claudius the Red Dragon didn't want to be an enemy of anyone now, at least he now thought that he was harmless to humans and animals, and at most it was just a scourge in the territory of the Ferocious Bear and the Ferocious Wolverine. But things don't change by his will.

The lair of the green dragon Sylvia, a semi-elliptical "structure" with a high dome formed by the entanglement and twisting of huge trees that had been spawned by spells. Beautiful vines with poison spiraled down from the trees, forming a beautiful downfall that was covered with colorful and showy flowers. The emerald green, fifteen or sixteen-meter-long dragon lay gracefully on the pile of gold coins entwined by the aerial roots of the vines, calmly looking ahead and thinking. A voice rang out in deep trepidation behind the vines that hung straight down in front of the massive hall to form a curtain. "Honorable and great Lady Sylvia, we have some information from those elves. I think you might be interested in some of them. ”

It was an elderly orc with a cane, and it was very careful to report information to their ruler. It waited patiently outside the curtain after saying these words, and finally a voice rang out, in the dragon voice of the green dragon Sylvia: "Come in." You'd better prove that what you're saying really piqus my interest. "The old orc was carrying a huge scroll, almost half a man tall. When it reached the giant green dragon, it bent down, carefully opened the scroll on a stone platform in front of the green dragon, and stood aside ready to explain the situation to Lady Sylvia.

"Hmm...... It's funny. I didn't expect a little guy to come near us. The old orc's head sounded in an elegant voice that had been forcibly feigned, and the old fellow shoved the rebellious thought of "..... than the silver dragon" deeper into his mind, and began to explain the information she was interested in for his female lord.

"Yes, those elves have recently appeared in the south of the legend that a young red dragon has appeared. But we can't get past the elves' blockade in front of us and go south to confirm this information. But there was no need for the elves to make up such a lie. So I thought. Lady. This information is likely to be true. Three hundred kilometers south of the elves' town of Greenlaire, a red dragon came...... "The old orc reported these analyses to his female lord quite rigorously.

Sylvia didn't pay much attention to the analysis of her chief thinker, she had always been extremely confident in her intelligence, "a red dragon...... Teenage Dragon. These messy guys. I think we can teach him some of the knowledge that an adult five-colored dragon needs, and isn't it the responsibility of an adult dragon to teach the younger generations? Sylvia stood up from the pile of gold coins, "I'll take it myself." She announced.

Claudius now felt as if he was about to fall into a slumber again, before he had filled himself to the fullest—and he had carried a whole cow with the meat of a cow for a day and a half to fly to his sister Brittalia's lair, which he had thrown to the she-dragon before Brittanya had driven him away out of instinct to protect the lair of some precious metals. "Anyway, it's the only two-headed dragon that comes out of a nest of eggs. Most of the time there is still the love of incense. Before Brittanya showed her instincts, Claudius saw a look of relief and relaxation in her eyes—Brittanya was really worried about him.