Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 104 Determining Candidates (Please recommend tickets!!!)
The mages who were fighting the black dragon heard the screams behind them. They looked back, and the horror was written on the faces of the two of them.

"Damn! Why is there a red dragon suddenly?"

"These colorful dragons are deceiving!"

Master Turner, who reacted, looked at the humans crying in pain in the fire in the distance. His eyes were tearing apart, and the magic energy surged in his hands. He roared angrily.

"Evil Red Dragon! I want you dead!"

The body flew forward quickly, but at this moment, several waves of acid came from behind him, the old mage's face changed slightly, his figure disappeared instantly, and then appeared in another place in the air, and at this time, the black dragon Maude flew in front of the two and blocked their way.

Looking at the two old mages in front of him with disdain, the black dragon mocked.

"Stupid human beings, if you use a little tricks, you will be hit. You are so stupid, get out! At least you can save your life!"

Hearing what the black dragon in front of him said, Master Turner couldn't stand it anymore, the magic power in his body gushed out at a rapid speed, and he wanted to use magic to kill the black dragon.

"Serial Lightning!"

The electric sound of "Zizi" sounded in the hands of the old mage, but Moder still had a look of disdain. He might indeed be a bit weaker against physical attacks, but magic, especially this kind of magic, he didn't take it seriously.

"Two idiots, let you go, if you still don't go, since you want to die, then stay here!"

Flapping his wings, Morde fought fiercely with the two mages again.

Miles, who was spitting flames in the distance, glanced at the battle situation on Maud's side and frowned slightly.

"Why don't these two mages leave? It's really troublesome."

Although he really wanted to deal with these two mages in the past, Miles hadn't been able to cast the four-ring spell of Dimensional Anchor, and there was a high probability that he would return in vain to deal with these two mages.

Focusing on the caravan below him, under his flames, the barren wilderness burned, and the relentless fire devoured everything. Almost half of the caravan's guarding force was buried in his flame breath.

Looking back and forth on those panicked faces, Miles couldn't help talking to himself. .

"Who should I find? The position of an agent is quite important."

While he was thinking, Captain Leonard, who was lucky enough to survive, pulled out the sharp sword at his waist, his eyes were hostile to the blood-red figure flying in the sky, and he shouted with all his strength.

"Archers! Archery!"

Under his shout, the surviving guards raised their longbows one after another, and with an order, several arrows shot at Miles in the sky.

Miles didn't make any defenses, and let the arrows shoot at him. The moment the sharp arrows touched the bright scales, a magical aura flashed, and the arrows slid down one after another. They didn't even draw a white mark on the scales. can't do it.

Miles couldn't help but say as he watched the arrow slip or deflect from his body.

"Humble humans, how could you possibly know my power."

The moment he spoke, an arrow shot through the air, and its target was Myers' eyes.

With a snort, Miles raised his head, and the arrow fell into the air immediately.

"Dare to shoot me in the eye? I want to see who is looking for death!"

His eyes fell on a curly-haired young man in a black cloak, and Myers quickly flew down.

Facing the flying red dragon, Chester wanted to suffocate. He never expected that the arrow he shot just now would attract the attention of the red dragon.

"It's over."

Desperate thoughts flashed in Chester's mind. Facing the sharp claws falling from the sky, he leaped forward and narrowly escaped the blow.

"Huh? Hidden by him?"

A slap failed, and a trace of curiosity flashed across Myers' face. He specifically checked the status information of this human being.

Name: Chester (Human)
Hazard Level: 4
Occupation: Rogue 8
Attributes: Strength 14, Agility 17, Constitution 12, Intelligence 13, Charisma 12
Skills: Appraisal, Balance, Bluff, Climb, Craft, Document Interpretation, Diplomacy, Disable Device, Disguise, Escape Artist, Forgery, Gather Information, Hide, Jump, Local Knowledge, Listen, Stealth, Lockpicking, Perform, Search , Sense Motives, Sleight of hand, Scouting, Swimming, Tumbling, Rope
Special Abilities: Sneak Attack, Trap Seek, Trap Sense, Uncanny Dodge, Improved Uncanny Dodge

Feats: Improved Initiative, Agility, Alertness

Looking at the attributes of the other party, Miles smacked his lips.

"The basic attributes are in a mess, but there are quite a lot of personal skills, and the model is not bad."

The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and when Miles looked at the curly-haired human below again, his eyes were full of strange colors.

Noticing the unusual gaze of the red dragon, Chester was terrified. He wanted to run away again, but unfortunately he had no chance, and another slap came. This time, the strong air current directly knocked him to the ground. It also fell into darkness.

Grasping the fainted humans on the ground, Miles looked at the surviving humans around him, and whispered.

"It's time to deal with these survivors!"

The huge figure flew into the sky, and the fiery flames ignited on the ground again.

Mage Evan, who was fighting the black dragon in the distance, was exhausted at this time. The strength of the black dragon in front of him was far beyond his imagination. The opponent was probably an old black dragon. If it was exhausted, they would be the ones who would be unlucky.

Knowing that the time to retreat has come, looking at the old friend in front, Master Evan said loudly.

"Turner, we can't consume any more! This black dragon's magic resistance is too high, we must retreat!"

"But!"

"There is nothing but, we have to leave here, if we die too, then no one will avenge the members of the caravan!"

Master Turner showed a trace of hesitation, he seemed very hesitant, but soon, a trace of determination appeared in his eyes.

"Damn colored dragon, remember, we will be back!"

"Get out now!"

Amidst the black dragon's furious curses, waves of spell fluctuations came from the bodies of the two mages, and the magical energy overflowed. A place appeared in the minds of the two mages, and their figures disappeared instantly.

Miles, who was chasing the survivors, sensed the situation in the distance, and he said to himself.

"Going away? It would be great if they could fight to the death, but unfortunately these mages can't."

After killing the last survivor, Miles fell to the ground again, and Maude in the distance flew to him at this time.

Miles asked, looking at the black dragon above his head.

"Are you OK?"

"fine."

Maude didn't care much about his injuries, but greedily looked at the stationary carts, on which a large number of iron boxes were lying quietly.

"What's in those boxes?"

"I don't know, I guess it should be some valuables, after all, the ranks of these two escort mages are not low."

After speaking, Miles hooked his claws, and the bound iron box opened, and metal ores of various shapes appeared in front of the two of them.

(End of this chapter)