Who made me a red dragon

Chapter 4 Stupid brother!

Running on a hillside covered with volcanic ash, Miles could only see the fat figure running away in front of him.

Name: rock rat

Hazard level: 1/4
Attributes: Strength 4, Agility 13, Constitution 12, Intelligence 2, Charisma 1
Skills: Hide, Bite

Specialty: Sharp Teeth

Miles has never seen such an obese rat creature before. This reminded him of the bamboo rats he ate in his previous life. The bamboo rats were about the size of a cat, and the rock rats in front of him were even bigger than those bamboo rats. Take a lap and bite it, it must feel so cool.

"Little thing, don't run!"

He chased with all his strength, but Miles found that dragons were really bad at agility. Even though he used all his strength, he still couldn't catch up with the rock rat in front of him who suffered from obesity syndrome.

"Forget it, let's just use breath. The skin is just the focus. I can't ask for too much."

He took a deep breath, opened his mouth, and a beam of hot flames shot out. The raging fire burned through, and the rock rat in front of him died instantly.

Quickly running to the roasted rock rat, Miles picked up the rock rat, then turned around and ran to his lair.

Back at the lair, there were already several sets of bones in the narrow cave. These were the results of Myers' recent hunting. With the overwhelming power of the red dragon, he could say that he had no trouble dealing with these small creatures.

With plenty of food to supplement, Miles's body has also undergone great changes recently. His forelimbs have become thicker and his wings have gradually hardened. In two days, he will be able to try flying.

"Flying, I haven't tried it yet, and I don't know what it feels like, it should be very cool."

After quickly chewing the rock rat in his hand, Miles threw the bones aside. At this time, a wave of sleepiness filled his heart.

"It's really sleepy, I can sleep well, I should be able to try to fly when I wake up."

Closing his eyes, exhaustion flooded in like a tide, and Miles gradually fell asleep.

Most of the life of the young dragon is spent in sleep, and Miles is no exception. He fell asleep for three days. Three days later, Miles woke up from his sleep and shook his body. His intuition told him that the wings Completely hardened, he can now soar in the sky.

Walking out of his hole, Myers spread his wings, and he swung them violently. A strong updraft came from under him, and Myers almost couldn't stand still.

"I didn't expect the power of the wings to be so strong. It seems that flying should be a very easy thing."

No more hesitation, looking at the slope below him, Myers jumped up, and then spread his wings.

At first, he kept gliding downwards with the force of the wind, but the familiar feeling in his bloodline memory came over. Miles flapped his wings gently, and his body was lifted up by a force.

Miles can't describe the feeling, just like fish live in water and cheetahs run on land. As a red dragon, the sky is where he should exist. Flying is not a skill for him. It's his instinct, he just needs to flap his wings according to his instinct.

Following the guidance of instinct, Miles was able to fly freely in the sky before long.

"I can fly!"

Miles shouted excitedly in the air, a breeze blew by, and the woods under him made a "rustling" sound, as if they were also congratulating him.

Flying in the air, Miles began to try various flying methods in the memory of his blood, he sometimes hovered, sometimes swooped down, and of course he also tried flying and spinning.

"I didn't expect that flying would feel like this, it's very refreshing."

The gentle breeze brushed past Miles' ears, and Miles looked at the volcanic area below him. Now that he has learned to fly, it's time for him to plan for his next meal.

Flying around the volcano, Miles saw many creatures. He had to work hard to find one before. Now, through the bird's-eye view, the young red dragon understands what it means to be difficult to choose.

"What should I eat? I'm getting tired of eating little lizards, and the skin of rock rats is too hard to taste. Maybe I just went to the forest to see?"

Thinking like this, Miles suddenly saw a red figure, which seemed to be his younger brother—Dietrich, and the most important thing was that his younger brother still had something in his mouth.

Licking his own lips, recalling the scene when he was just born, Miles had some different thoughts, smiled evilly, and began to check his brother's attributes.

Name: Dietrich Otto McCollum

Race: Red Dragon (Dragonling) Danger Level: 4
Attributes: Strength 17, Agility 10, Constitution 15, Intelligence 10, Charisma 10
Skills: Bluff, Appraise, Jump
Specialty: Slash
Looking at his younger brother's attribute list, Miles was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that this guy's strength and physique were a little lower than his own, so he really was his younger brother.

"That way I don't need to worry."

Quickly rushing towards his brother, Miles glided and landed in front of Dietrich.

Dietrich was also taken aback by Miles who appeared suddenly, until he really saw clearly that this was his dragon beast brother, the surprise on his face immediately turned to anger.

After more than a week in the cave, Dietrich, who has the wisdom of a real dragon, has already understood everything before. He was beaten so miserably by a dragon beast when he was just born, which was really unbearable for him.

It took Dietrich many days to convince himself that those dragon beasts were ferocious and cruel, and it was normal for him to be defeated when he was born. But now, it actually appeared in front of him again. How could he endure it?

Dietrich put down the food in his mouth and shouted loudly.

"Shameless dragon beast! Fight to the death with me!"

Although Miles doesn't know dragon language, it's not a problem to understand the meaning. He froze for a moment, but nodded quickly.

"A showdown to the death? Well, I'm going to bully you anyway, my stupid brother, let's see my strength!"

With that said, Ian rushed towards his younger brother, and Dietrich was not to be outdone. His dignity as a red dragon was on the line here!
Dietrich's first specialty is Cleave, the effect is that after the first attack, an additional attack will be added, and he will attack violently, passively increasing physical damage.

So Myers cleverly dodged Dietrich's first attack before grappling with him.

The two dragons pounced at first, biting and fighting in a somewhat organized manner. Later, when they were exhausted, they just threw their bastard punches.

Dietrich was beaten bruised and swollen by Miles, who was more powerful, taller in physique, and possessed power attack expertise, and blood flowed from his broken bright scales within a few swings.

Miles punched him in a daze, and Dietrich, utterly unacceptable, yelled angrily.

"No, no! I am a red dragon, damn dragon beast, you will not be my opponent!"

With a sudden inhalation, hot flames rushed out from his jaw.

Facing the flames, Miles showed no fear, he swooped out of the flames and slammed into Dietrich's body heavily.

Raising his fist, Miles swung it down mercilessly.

"Idiot! Didn't the blood memory tell you that red dragons are immune to flames?"

(End of this chapter)