Chapter 12 It's better to go home and grow mushrooms
It was only at this moment that the perpetrator in the field shook his big head, which was also fallen, and got up, and this action also made countless stumps sticking to his body spill down, and the dark red and viscous plasma was even more waterfalling, dyeing his originally magma-like red scales even more hideous and bloody.
It was through the [True Transfiguration] that he turned into a red dragon and tried to fly for the first time, but finally failed to make a forced landing...
Fortunately, dragons are naturally thick-skinned, and if they were to change to other species, they would probably die on the spot, while Levi only felt a slight pain in his jaw, and there was nothing else to do except that he was not very energetic...
"Ahh!!h
A depressed Levi spat out a mouthful of minced meat mixed with gravel in between, and let out a vented roar with his neck high.
For a moment, if there was a substantial sound wave, it swept across the entire battlefield with the dragon power that he did not deliberately relent.
As if he had put a crowd fear spell, the goblins closest to him around him fainted and fell to the ground on the spot like cutting wheat, while some of the peripheral ones were all flowing feces and urine on the spot, and they fled desperately in the direction away from Levi like a bombing camp, without paying any attention to the unrecognizable faces that were constantly trampled under their feet and gradually turned into minced meat.
Even the more determined Jackal Knight was stunned by the terrifying sound wave, and the corners of his mouth drooled, and before he could wake up, he was knocked to the ground by the underground monitor lizard that had lost his mind under his seat.
One of the more unlucky gnolls had just fallen off their mounts and was trampled into watermelons by a monitor lizard, and the other gnolls were somewhat injured when they fell, even if they escaped being killed by their own mounts.
These gnolls who had lost their mounts were also reasonable, seeing that their enemy was actually a notorious red dragon, and knowing that if they were put down outside the dragon's might, they would never be able to restrain these goblins, who had been completely frightened and collapsed, so they simply let it go.
After moving away from the large group of goblins, they did not immediately reorganize their ranks, but instead formed a circular formation and kept a distance of two hundred yards from the red dragon, as if waiting for reinforcements behind them.
This almost instinctive habit fell in the eyes of the surrounding forces, and it also made their hearts solemn when they were originally shocked by the appearance of the red dragon.
This shows that this gnoll unit is very good at fighting with dragons! Or should it be Zhou Xuan, who is good at fighting with dragons!
"Remember, if you are unfortunate enough to encounter a similar situation in the future, you must not get together! Keep your distance, otherwise the dragon will not kill you with a breath!"
Saron did not forget to seize the opportunity to educate the half-grown puppies of the clan, for some reason, the uneasiness in his heart became stronger, and he always felt that the sudden appearance of the red dragon gave him a sense of déjà vu, if it were not for the fear that the large-scale retreat would alarm the predators who were also dormant in the vicinity, he would have run away with the dog.
"Keep your distance, then?" asked the upright Doug, a little excited. It seems that he longs for a battle with the dragon.
You know, three years ago, when he was still a child, he almost cooked a silver dragon! It was precisely because of this that he even gave his own name a nickname, and he was so angry that he was almost not discounted by Salon.
If this wind falls into the mouth of a dragon, although it will not come from afar and crush the ants that dare to challenge the dragon's dignity, if it happens to happen, it will never be stingy and spray to death (physics).
Salon's eyes became a little lonely, and his voice became a little low: "Of course it is... Divide a few heads to catch his attention one by one... The rest... How far can you escape, how far can you escape..."
Without any existence to protect them, how could they be qualified to challenge the dragon... If you can repay the luck, the dragon is too lazy to kill them all who escaped...
Doug, who couldn't understand, originally wanted to ask, but there was another change on the battlefield.
As the originally mighty goblin army fled in all directions, the ogre warband and Dilo dwarves at the end of the marching formation, which were originally used for the finale, were also affected by Long Wei, but because of the distance, they were not affected much, but at this moment, they were impacted by the goblins again.
The ogres were originally hungry because of the long journey, and when they saw that these moving foods were actively leaning on their bodies, they were naturally overjoyed, and grabbed one and devoured it, but they thought that these goblins had been completely frightened crazy by the dragon threat, and the way was suddenly blocked, and they actually held the ogre's naked calf with red eyes and gnawed.
The pain-eating ogres were furious, and threw down the corpse residues in their hands, smashing down the stalagmite pillars that were originally resisting on their shoulders, and the goblins in the land were smashed into meat residue on the spot, and the rocks that burst on the ground scattered and splashed together, and the surrounding goblins that were affected were smashed out of countless blood holes on the spot, and they fell to the ground one after another.
The enraged ogre wargroup was like a boat against the current for a while, breaking the blood waves all the way, slowly but surely marching towards Levi.
On the other side, the Dillo dwarves, who were not much taller than the goblins, were a little depressed, and they could only set up a cone defensive formation on the spot, and at the moment of the goblin impact, Qi Qi smashed the stone hammer in his hand against the trend, as resolute as a reef standing in the green tide, allowing the waves to beat and not fall, splashing blood-colored waves in vain.
Just when the two were restricted, the jackals, who had not been able to get support at the first time, seemed to judge that they were estimated to be between the juvenile dragon and the young dragon because of the size of the red dragon in front of them, and after making eye contact with each other, they also began to attack tentatively, and saw a dozen or so obviously stronger gnolls pulling out a long chain made of animal tendons and iron chains from the leather pouch behind them, and at the end was a rusty three-clawed iron hook.
It's a weapon designed to hunt large creatures! maybe even the weapon they used to deal with dragons, but they didn't seem to expect to use it again today.
Levi, who stood in the center, squinted at the creatures with jackal heads, his two vertical pupils full of caution, not at all relaxed because he scared away the goblins all over the ground with his throat, and at the same time greeted Pipim's ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart.
Obviously, relying on Pipim's vague expression ability and extremely abstract dog-headed graffiti, Levi successfully misjudged that it was his old enemy who was attacking this time--- the kobold tribe that almost made him into a hot pot at the beginning of his crossing.
Although Li Weifei was in mid-air, relying on the dragon's natural [dark vision], he noticed his misjudgment, and instinctively prepared to turn around and say goodbye, but just like a new driver who had just learned to drive on the road, he drove the car directly onto the highway, and when he encountered an emergency, he rubbed the steering wheel like a dumpling, and the result was obviously easy to see:
The magic of maintaining flight balance suddenly lost control, and he fell headlong like a wrecked plane...
However, he did not choose to retreat immediately because of this, after roughly estimating the strength of both sides and the possible backhand of the other party, and concluding that he could escape calmly even if he couldn't fight, Levi happily welcomed his first real battle in this world!
It's been three years since he came to this world, and there are no more creatures he has killed with his own hands when he wakes up, because he really wants to try what kind of combat power he can exert as a dragon.
If even these gnolls who are not knee-high enough to fight him, then it is better to go home and grow mushrooms for the rest of their lives!
Seeing that Levi, the red dragon, did not take the initiative to attack, a gnoll took a deep breath after seeing the Overseer's gesture to him, took off the wine bag from his waist and poured it into his mouth, poured the rest on his head, shook his head and snorted, and then brandished the flail in his hand with red eyes and strode towards the almost invincible behemoth!