The red dragon just wants to do whatever he wants

"YUE!"

"YUEEEEE!"

In the deep pit, which has been completely changed beyond recognition and is full of traces of struggles and landslides, bursts of sour odor and inhuman retching can't be heard.

I saw that David, who could compete with the undead to see who was more beautiful before, was now more than eight circles fatter. He looked like he had eaten his fill of Kirby in one breath, and he continued to inflate the ball as time went by. of getting fat.

But at this moment, his expression was quite impatient.

The similarly fleshy forelimbs and dragon wing claws were all stuffed into the mouth, and the hind limbs kicked on the wall of the pit, constantly pulling the more corroded ogre corpses out of the stomach. come out.

He is not worried that as a red dragon, he will be starved to death by food and will be a fat man for a few years at most.

Dragons lose weight faster than any other species after sleeping, and they will definitely make human females who want to lose weight the envy of them.

The real trouble comes from yourself.

To be more precise, it comes from his own power - [Gluttony].

This thing greatly accelerated his gastrointestinal digestion.

“Dan Cannes (Made!)”

The speed of digestion almost caught up with his vomiting.

The extremely greedy intestines and stomach seemed to be transformed into a monster that swallowed the whole world, and every gastric valve and septum seemed to be transformed into tentacles that tightly grabbed the food.

We are playing tug of war with him across the esophagus!

So even if I have already been mentally prepared for this, I don't dare to be careless at this moment.

Because he has already felt that with the rapid digestion of the ogre's corpse, especially Naohuazi, the memory about the ogre, especially the one named Monado, is gradually being swallowed up by his own memory coupling and transformed into him. Information for better understanding.

But [Gluttony]’s ‘good intention’ is really too much for him now.

In just a short moment, he began to spit out a few ogre words from time to time.

Occasionally, I will touch the lychees that are still far from mature in the cloaca, scratch them, and cultivate feelings and tacit understanding in advance.

It was as if he had eaten too many white umbrellas and red umbrellas and started to dream, and he had a dream in which he became an ogre named Monado. In the real dream, he started to feel a little stupid and confused.

What was somewhat beyond his expectation was that some R-rated clips about cannibalism did not appear.

At most, you will eat your own devil at the funeral.

Only some ancient 'ogre food recipes' have been handed down to this day and are used in funeral ceremonies.

Therefore, every funeral is the festival that ogre children look forward to the most.

They can have a feast and express gratitude for the gifts from their deceased elders.

Yes, this ogre tribe already has the embryonic form of civilization.

Especially in the past hundred years, they began to learn from the mountain barbarians around them.

In addition to daily hunting, there will also be trading with other ogre tribes and even barbarian tribes.

After years of fierce fighting, he also learned to sign a non-aggression covenant with the foreign barbarians.

Even for this alliance, the chief of the mountain barbarian tribe even let his eldest son marry this ogre named Monado.

Yes, this ogre is a female.

Don't tell me, don't tell me, from his perspective as a giant dragon, this pair of 'handsome men and beauties' with an absolute height difference are quite eye-catching.

But in the blink of an eye, in the 'bridal chamber' filled with various bone rituals, a mountain barbarian with strong muscles and thick leg hair was walking towards this side with a tender face, and he was about to die. When this ogre beauty was NTRed on the spot in his 'dream', David immediately became more nervous than before when he faced seven ogres at the same time.

He hurriedly pulled out the last ogre named Monado from his stomach.

This bad nightmare finally ended before this terrifying and alternative ‘first in-depth contact’.

[Slaanesh], who had already faintly emerged, retreated into the depths of his mind with a curse.

"Cannes (dig!) Bah bah bah! Dig, this is too scary."

David was a little scared when he thought about it, and decided not to use this forbidden technique unless it was absolutely necessary.

But when I think about it, it seems like this is nonsense.

He gambled his life to win this conjecture about [Gluttony].

That's its extremely useless and painful triggering mechanism.

This is when he damn must starve to death.

Just like just now, I was hungry to the point of skin and bones, and thirsty to the bone.

That kind of feeling is not easy to bear.

No, he didn't even want to remember it, he was so hungry that he even wanted to chew it.

It’s like falling into the realm of hungry ghosts in the six realms of reincarnation!

So when the last resort comes, it must have reached the point where it is no different than starving to death.

It would be better to 'die' in advance and see if you can force yourself back from the road to the River Styx.

But based on his previous 'memory', this female ogre named Monado seems to be a quite famous guy in the northern part of the old continent.

At least she sacrificed her beauty to 'marry' the mountain barbarians, which made an indelible contribution to the peace of this land.

David was silent for a rare moment.

‘No matter what, we’ll kill you all, we can’t waste it. ’

David, who has a good habit of being diligent and thrifty, used his claws to remove the half-digested ogre heads one by one, and then stuffed all the remaining pieces back into his stomach.

I don't know if his esophagus gradually got used to it under his rough tossing, and it wasn't as uncomfortable as it was at first.

And this in-and-out operation finally won the recognition and favor from a certain power:

【Slaanesh】

"Gan!" David, who noticed this word, only felt ridiculed and looked back at a certain verb in his previous life to despise it.

This was naturally ignored by the other party.

Of course, if this kind of mental rape causes another Slaanesh to appear on the other side, David will only feel horrified.

A power that obeys subjective facts is fine.

"Hiccup~~~~"

After eating eight more fatties in one go, David let out a loud forest burp.

At the same time, a strong feeling of sleepiness came over him.

David immediately knew that his first deep sleep after breaking out of his shell was about to come.

Looking at the ogre heads lined up in a neat row on the ground, David rubbed his skull with his paws, then took out an undigested spine from his stomach and strung them together, imitating the ogre's example. They hang around the neck.

Prepare to wait for the [Gluttony] to subside, and then use it to make barbecue brains. If the skull can bear to stay, I can also cosplay the otherworldly version of the Lava River Master and the curly-faced general Sha Monk Dragon. Scare the ignorant natives around you so that they don't come and cause trouble.

But as soon as he climbed out of the pit after returning home with a full load, the strong sleepiness hit him again, which was even more intense than a person having three emergencies.

"No! I can't stand it anymore!"

But when he thought of the few drow that might follow behind him at any time.

David slapped his head, ran a few steps hurriedly, leaving footprints, then kicked hard, pretending to have taken off from outside the pit, but jumped back to the bottom of the pit with a diving posture, using both claws together, and continued downward like a pangolin. Make a hole.

At the same time, his cloaca opened after a gluttonous meal, and red embers like black coal ash rose into the sky like a volcanic eruption. Under the action of settlement, they perfectly hid the entrance of the cave like falling lava ash.

"Well, even those smart people would never have imagined that I, David, could still be a man and stoop down into a septic tank."

"Anyway, I'm a red dragon, so I'm not dirty."

"Uh no zZZZZZZang!!!"

In the dense forest, the sound of snoring was like thunder, startling a flock of birds flying overhead.

All kinds of centipedes, mole crickets and other insects burst out of the soil crazily around the pit, and a nest of fire ants hurriedly resisted the move of its queen and ran away.

The power of the red dragon.

It has gone beyond the alarming smell of just breaking out of the shell.

Taking shape.

All evils are eliminated.