Ron lowered his head and looked curiously at the little white centaur in front of him.

This was the first time he had seen a pure white Centaur, and if he had two wings, he would have been able to cos Pegasus Girl.

He was completely unaware of how much psychological damage he had caused to a minor centaur by his frightening and fire-blowing fire attack just now.

"Damn it!"

Sandy and Gar regained their mobility at some point, and they swooped at Ron with hunting spears.

"Bang!" "Bang!"

With a casual sweep of the slender dragon's tail, it knocked the two adult horses away from the dragon's control.

The spear swung in the air, then thrust around Lilia with a pop.

The two centaurs couldn't react in the face of this invincible force,

They rolled, knocking over several tents in the distance in succession, until they came to a stop when they hit a boulder.

"Ahem, cough, cough"

At this time, blood flowed from the corners of the eyes and mouths of the two centaurs, and the most serious thing was that their limbs were also fractured to varying degrees, and Gar's left hand had been completely twisted into a ball.

Moans of pain echoed through the centaur camp.

That's it, it's the result of Ron's mercy.

If it weren't for his control of strength, the two centaurs would have been whipped into pulp by the dragon's tail.

Although the surrounding centaurs also wanted to rescue, their horses' legs trembled under the heavy dragon threat, and they couldn't control their trembling bodies at all, let alone move.

"Brother!"

Lilia cried and tried to rescue her two brothers, whose fate was unknown.

It's a pity that her body was too weak, and she was directly suppressed by the huge dragon power and collapsed to the ground.

As the closest centaur to Ron, Lilia naturally felt how terrifying the pressure of the abyss and the sea was.

Lilia raised her head with difficulty and looked at the colorful dragon in front of her with teary eyes.

"Mr. Dragon, can you spare your brothers? Their meat is not tasty. Eat mine. ”

Ron shook his head.

Needless to say, Ron had already let the two of them attack him.

He's here to ask questions, not for snacks.

Unfortunately, Sandy and Gar don't seem to understand the dragon's kindness.

After struggling to get up, they picked up a cast-iron spear scattered around them, and continued to rush forward with red eyes.

"Damn dragons! Let go of my sister! ”X2

Sandy and Gar had never had such a tacit understanding at this time, and the two of them took spears and struck from both sides of the dragon's wings, and the four hooves seemed to swing into a phantom.

"Da Da Da"

Almost at the same time, they brandished their spears and rushed towards the huge real dragon of the mountains, as if they were going to hit the stone with an egg, but in fact the two of them were desperately running in the direction of their sister.

The two made eye contact before they ran.

"You take your sister to run, I'll drag him down"

"You take your sister to run, I'll drag him down"

[Ron: So, you two don't have a tacit understanding at all!] 】

Sometimes, the personalities of these two brothers are really similar.

However, at this time, Sandy and Gar had no time to take care of anything else, and the two of them almost made the same action during the run:

Raising the spear in his hand, his body tensed, gathering all his strength into his arm, and the muscles in his arm suddenly began to contract violently, bulging hard lumps one by one, as if they were about to explode.

As the power was gradually released, his arm suddenly became unusually thick, the blood vessels gradually bulged, and the blood kept surging.

[Spear Throwing]!

This is the innate ability of centaurs, and each throw puts a great strain on the arm muscles, usually only 1-3 times a day,

If you use it continuously, you may lose your entire arm.

But at this time, the two of them couldn't care so much.

Sandy and Gar had never been more focused, their bodies leaning back, slightly spinning their bodies, and striking a textbook throwing pose.

At this time, they only have the dragon in their eyes!

Suddenly!

Their arms began to shake without warning, making their muscles tense and their strength more concentrated, like an enraged beast.

When the center of gravity of the body fell on the forefoot, the two of them suddenly retracted, their bodies fell forward like a spring, and the hand holding the spear instantly used force, throwing the war spear out of its hand and spinning rapidly in the air.

"Whoa—"

When two war spears tear through the air and fly towards the enemy.

Their muscles were also at their peak, like the peaks of the mountains, shining in the moonlight.

At this moment, the power of the centaur was perfectly exploded, as if there was no animal in this world that could match it.

Even Ron couldn't help but exclaim: "Good vote!" ”

Unfortunately, the disparity between species overshadows all skills.

"Bang!"

With a slight wave of the sixty-five-meter-long dragon wings, the wind pressure brought by the dragon wings lifted the two charged spears into the distance.

Then the two Sky Covering Dragon Claws instantly caught the two brothers who flew towards Lilia.

"I said."

Speechlessly, Ron reached out and held down the two "little centaurs", letting their hooves flutter wildly on the ground.

The creatures that jumped no taller than his knees were too small for him.

As small as being in their true form, they have to control their strength carefully to prevent accidentally pinching them to death.

"Don't move, hold down the ant and make sure it doesn't get killed, but it's very difficult."

"Also, when did I hurt your sister?"

Hearing this, the two brothers, who were originally struggling desperately, suddenly stopped.

The two were silent, turning their heads to look at each other. [Ron also intimately removed the dragon claw that blocked the view a little]

Sandy and Gar did understand each other's meaning this time.

It seems like

After this dragon fell

Did it hurt any of its clansmen?

The only two brothers who were injured were also knocked away because they took the initiative to rush towards the dragon.

Lilia didn't seem to have figured out the situation.

She was still on her knees, hugging Ron's dragon claws and repeating the words for mercy with teary eyes.

"Tut-tut, can't you just take it easy? I'm just here to ask a few words. ”

Ron said helplessly.

In this unfamiliar place, it's really difficult to ask for directions.

Just as the scene froze, a deep voice suddenly came from the silent main tent.

"Mighty dragon, please take back the dragon's might, the Centaur will know everything, I just ask you to show mercy."

A sturdy man dressed in brown and nearly four meters tall slowly walked out of the main tent.

He was the leader of the centaurs, who had never been seen before, and he was slowly walking towards Ron with a steel war spear.

"Da Da Da"

Unlike Sandy and Gar, who broke through the control of Long Wei because of the power of their guardian family, this leader, who has been promoted to the master rank, stands in front of Ron with his own strength.

Although Ron only exudes a little bit of dragon power now, he can withstand this, and these three centaurs are enough to be proud.

Ron nodded, easily drove the two centaurs, and slowly retracted Long Wei.

"Lilia!"

"Brother!"

The brother and sister instantly pounced on each other after breaking away from Long Wei's control, and the three of them hugged each other tightly.

The touching scene made the surrounding females show envious looks.

The Centaurs are not a merciless race, but it is all too rare for these three to fight dragons without hesitation for the safety of their families.

Only the centaur leader and Ron were left in the same place, with big eyes on the spot.

"Ahem."

The centaur leader coughed, indicating that he had lost the match.

He turned his head to look at the people who were at a loss for what to do with their weapons, and reprimanded loudly:

"What are you looking at, put away your weapons, burn the fire and cook, remember to cook all the food you hunted today, we will treat this mighty dragon well!"

He knew very well that this super-giant dragon wanted to kill them as easily as eating and drinking, so he didn't have the heart to fight the enemy at all.

Offering one's own tribe's precious food means surrender in the rules of the wilderness.

The people around them didn't dare to refute, and they all nodded hurriedly yes.

It's just that when they dispersed, they all subconsciously tried to stay away from the huge dragon as much as possible, for fear of angering him.

The centaur leader turned to look at Ron, and said with some crampedness:

"Lord Dragon."

Ron saw his restraint and said casually

"Just call me Ron."

The leader of the centaurs saw that the attitude of the dragon in front of him was relatively kind, and he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

It seems that the other party is a good dragon, otherwise it would not be easy for a weak creature to know his name.

The centaur leader inserted his spear into the land beside him, then bowed his head and said respectfully:

"Okay, Lord Ron, what do you need to know?"

"I swear by the glory of the Centaur that I will know everything and say everything."

Ron nodded in satisfaction, controlling his body to shrink slightly, turning into a crystal dragon almost five meters long.

This makes it easier to communicate with the other person.

"Find a quiet place, I have something to ask you, I don't like to talk in crowded places."

"I'm sorry, I'm too impatient, please come with me here."

The centaur leader led Ron away from the crowd and to the tent where he was resting.

It's empty, and the rest of the people walk around it from a distance, so it's a good place to talk.

Obviously, the leader of the centaurs also knew that what the dragon wanted to say must be something unusual, and the less the people knew, the safer.

Ron glanced around, casually arranged two magic arrays, and suddenly all the noisy sounds were isolated outside, and the space of the magic circle became extremely silent.

At this time, he had already laid a detection magic [Detection Lies] to prevent this centaur leader from playing tricks.

With his chin propped up in his left hand, Ron lay on the ground and tilted his head to look at the sturdy centaur leader, and asked in a low voice:

"Do you know where the elves live now?"

"As far as I know, they should still be connected to the Centaurs."

When the leader of the centaurs heard this, his face was a little dazed.

Elves? The group of long ears?

Although there are records of the Centaurs and Elves in a friendly partnership.

But this is already the old yellow calendar hundreds of years ago.

The Elves mysteriously disappeared into the Continent of Karen hundreds of years ago, and even the old Centaurs did not know what was going on, and the Centaurs have lost contact with the Elves ever since.

I don't know where the dragon got the information.

Although the centaur leader was eager to tell Ron the information and get him out of here.

But under the gaze of the nine-colored dragon eyes, he didn't dare to lie, so he could only tell the truth:

"I'm sorry, Lord Ron, I've lived in the Red Heights for nearly a hundred years, and I haven't seen an elf."

"I think they're probably going to die a long time ago."

Ron frowned when he heard this:

"Really?"

"But you."

Ron asked a few more questions in quick succession, and the centaur leader answered them all truthfully, saying that he really didn't know anything about the elves.

"Hey"

Ron let out a long sigh and withdrew his detection magic.

He had searched several suspicious locations, but still hadn't found any clues about the elves.

As a last resort, he came to find these centaurs who had traveled north and south and were close to the elves to inquire about the situation.

It's a pity that looking at the centaur leader like this, it seems that the centaur clan has also cut off contact with the elves.

Seeing Ron's disappointed look, the centaur leader suddenly felt bad.

No one could guarantee that a disappointed dragon would do anything, and he quickly explained:

"Maybe I'm too young to come into contact with the elves, maybe the old man knows something."

"Old man?"

Ron looked at him quizzically.

"Yes, he is the oldest centaur in our tribe, he has traveled north and south for many years, and he has broken the upper limit of the life span of the centaur clan, and has lived for more than two hundred years."

"If anyone knows the most information about the Centaurs, it must be him."

Ron looked at the talkative centaur leader with deep meaning.

"Oh? You didn't abandon the old man? ”

Centaurs who can't keep up with the pace of tribal migration will be left behind, and Ron still knows this.

You know, centaurs generally enter old age after the age of 80, and their normal lifespan is about 150 years old, but few centaurs live to that extent.

Once a centaur reaches old age, the centaur is basically abandoned by the tribe on the way to fend for himself.

This is the natural law of survival of the fittest, and no horse will go against the laws of nature.

Therefore, it stands to reason that this centaur leader will never support an old man and a horse to drag his feet, not to mention that the other party is more than two hundred years old, and it is estimated that it is a question of whether he can stand up or not.

"You know what happens if you cheat a dragon, right?"

Ron looked at the centaur leader and said lightly.

He allows the other person not to know the information he needs, but he never allows the other person to deliberately deceive himself.

"How dare I deceive Your Excellency, it's really because."

The leader of the centaurs said this, scratching his head and saying with some embarrassment

"He's my godfather and my stepfather."

"I really don't want him to become a 'forced settler', so I have been forcibly keeping him to live in the tribe, and I usually run on his back when he migrates."

Yo heh

Can't you see that you're still a dutiful son?

Ron cracked the corners of his mouth and stared at the centaur leader.

Then his body shrunk again, turning into a two-meter-long baby dragon, so that he could come and go in and out of the tent at will.

Ron gestured to the inside of the largest tent.

"The old man you are talking about is the faint breath in this, right?"

The centaur leader nodded:

"Your eyes are as bright as the stars, and your insight and ability to think are like a giant eagle of wisdom soaring high in the sky."

After a lot of sycophants, the centaur leader wiped the corners of his mouth and said respectfully:

"Yes, he usually stays in bed to recuperate."

"Then take me in."

Ron nodded, satisfied with the other party's sycophancy.

Who doesn't want to listen to good things about others.

"That's right."

Looking at the centaur leader who was leading the way in front, Ron suddenly spoke.

"Next time, you can say more about this kind of thing, I love to hear it."

"Yes, Lord Ron."

The leader of the centaurs said respectfully.

"Brush"

With the curtain door of the main tent opened.

An old man lying on a blanket appeared in Ron's field of vision.

He seemed to sense someone coming, barely supported his body with his withered arms, slowly lifted his wrinkled old face, looked at the door and asked in a low voice:

"Is it Kaz Jr.?"

Ron frowned at the old man's horse.

The other party's physical condition was expected by him, but what made people feel frightened.

The eyes of this old man lying on the bed were only two black and purple holes!

(End of chapter)