Saga looked down at his injuries.

Almost all of them were made by the Mechanical, because Saga didn't target her much at first, and the Mechanic Warlock was indeed a good class among the low-level transcendentals, and could exert effective damage.

The most threatening to Zachar is the Elemental Mage.

All dragons have good elemental resistance, but the strength of elemental resistance is related to the age of the dragon, and the current Saga is still quite young, just a young dragon equivalent to a human baby, with a certain amount of elemental resistance, but not so strong that he can ignore the killing spell that an elemental mage has built up for a long time.

However, it was dealt with by Saga before it could be effectively killed.

If you are hit by a powerful spell constructed by the Wind Mage......... Zachar will be directly hit hard.

As for the mechanical warlock, although he is also a spellcaster, he is not a traditional spellcaster, and he does not have the same deterrent power as a traditional mage, so he has lived for a while longer, and has a chance to leave Zaga with injuries.

Low-level ordinary magic bullets cannot be stored for a long time.

On the young dragon's body, there are only some looming craters and cracks, and the magic bullets formed by the earth elemental energy have dissipated, and the most serious injury is the back of the right claw, the blood pit blasted out by the exploding magic bullet, the surrounding dragon scales are shattered, and the injuries are deep and visible.

However, this is only a minor injury for a powerful true dragon, and it will almost recover after a good night's sleep.

Against an entire team of adventurers alone, Isaaca is proud of his current age with only this injury.

"My beautiful dragon scales."

Saga looked at his mottled dragon scales, a little heartache, but also felt his own growth.

Scars are the feats and glory that true dragons love.

Dragon scales have the ability to repair and regenerate, and they can be healed, so you can sleep well, but if you want, the real dragon can also keep the scale armor with a battle-damaged appearance, which will look more mature and charming.

There are many cracks in the scale armor of the red dragon lady, but they are only residual surface marks, and the injuries have actually healed long ago.

Meanwhile.

The red dragon lady in the dragon's nest opened her eyes.

The scenes of Zaga and the adventurer team fighting are captured by the legendary dragon using the power of magic.

Saga was able to solve a team of adventurers in a short period of time, although the level of this team of adventurers was not very good, but under normal circumstances, it was not something that a young dragon of Sagar's age could deal with.

However, his dragon cub obviously has enough energy to spare.

"Little Zachar............

The red dragon lady showed admiration.

Judging from Sagar's performance, the future of this allomorphic dragon cub is limitless, and he has a special and powerful natural ability.

If it's an enemy.

It must be called, this dragon is so terrifying that it must not be stayed.

The red dragon is very strong in advocating strength, it can be said that it is the most powerful dragon species, there is no one, after realizing that Saga has an extraordinary talent, the red dragon lady loves this little dragon even more.

Thinking about it.

The Red Dragon Lady turned her head to look at Ekarina, who was still asleep.

The dragon scales are bright red, and the little dragon with radial gold filaments comes into view.

"Ekarina, who is stronger and weaker than Zachar's allogeneous abilities............ These two dragon cubs of mine seem to be very unusual. ”

Ekarina's abilities are not weak either.

However, after thinking about it carefully, the red dragon lady still felt that Sagar's performance was better, and she was also more well-behaved and more favored by herself.

Ekarina, whose personality is similar to that of the Red Dragon Lady, made her a little disliked.

After Saga finished dealing with the team of adventurers who had invaded the territory of the Red Dragon Lady without any danger, he began to loot his own loot.

As a dragon, even a young dragon, Sachar has a natural yearning for shiny treasures.

It's just that all the wealth in the Ash Territory belongs to the Red Dragon Lady and belongs to the True Dragon Lord of the Red Flame Empress.

The Red Dragon Lady has always been good to Sagar.

But once before, when Saga asked the red dragon lady to play with some gems and gold coins, he was sternly and ruthlessly rejected by the red dragon lady.

Dragons value their treasures immensely.

Even if it is a dragon cub that he loves, he will not let the other party touch his treasure trove.

"I defeated these adventurers."

"All their treasures are my spoils."

Sagar's eyes were shining, and he bounced to the caster's remains.

The caster, who was wrenched in the whirlpool of the Wind Blade, looked too miserable.

Zachar couldn't bear to look at him directly.

He turned his head sideways in disgust, and the slender dragon tail circled in front of him, and began to pick and choose among the corpses.

With its innumerable clusters of muscles and nerves, the dragon's tail is more agile than a human's fingers, making it more than capable of scavenging for loot.

After a brief fumbling for a while, setting aside what he had gotten, Saga touched the rest of the corpses, put all the loot together, and looked at it.

A broken short wooden staff, made of ordinary magic material Flower Branch Wood, carved with some simple magic patterns, and its aura was dim.

Two steel greatswords.

Two magic machine revolvers.

Some iron armor such as shoulder armor and cuirass.

A few were stained with blood, mud, sand, and stone, and there were many cracked bags of hides.

Saga sat down next to the booty on all fours.

He stretched out his claws covered in diamond-like dragon scales, swallowed his saliva, then closed his eyes slightly, and slowly slipped open a few animal skin bags.

"Mother of Evil Dragons, Platinum Dragon God, Destruction Dragon God, Ruling Dragon God............ All the dragon gods are on top. ”

"Please bless me as a brilliant young dragon, and the first loot will be sparkling gold coins and magic gems!"

The little dragon closed his eyes and whispered silently.

This is a world with gods, anyway, you don't need money, just believe a little bit in case it is useful.......... Sachar thought, even though he knew that faith was not just a matter of words.

As he spoke, the leather bag had been completely sliced open by Sagar.

The little dragon's eyes cautiously opened a little gap and looked over with a look of anticipation.

"Oh hoo."

A faint hint of gold and silver shine emerged, reflecting Zachar's eyes.

The little dragon's eyes widened suddenly, and he couldn't wait to pick up the animal skin bag and take out the items with a faint golden luster.

There were thirteen gold coins, twenty-five gold and silver coins, and more than forty silver coins.

Looking at these beautiful, round little things, the little dragon's body shook slightly, and an intoxicated dragon groan came out of his mouth, his face was full of happiness, and he almost fell on his back.

Many biological races don't understand the dragons' obsession with treasure.

This is the innate nature of the true dragon.

True dragons advocate strength, and wealth is often part of power, and the scale of wealth and treasure possessed by a true dragon can reflect the strength of the dragon from the side, because the weak cannot keep the treasure at all.

In fact, all races of intelligent creatures are hungry for treasures, for valuable things, for power, and have various desires similar to those of dragons, but the dragons unabashedly show this greedy thirst, nakedly.

Dragons don't pretend to be merciful, they don't care about worldly rules, they don't wear a mask of civilization that is hypocritical.

That's why dragons are synonymous with power.

The dragon does not hide its desires.

Especially the five-colored dragon, especially the red dragon among the five-colored dragons, do whatever they want and have no taboos.