Under the Red Dragon

The mage's answer was good news for Caron, proving that his guess was not far off.

Although he still had to face the terrifying mountain that was the Imperial Emperor, with the help of these neutral factions, his chances would increase.

Perhaps Caron could endure, relying on his accumulated energy and the natural growth of the dragons to successfully escape.

But some things, when kept for too long, don't become especially mellow like old wine; perhaps they fade away and disappear.

If he got used to this kind of life, Caron might not change his will.

But those young dragons, after succumbing to habit, might really get used to kneeling.

This was something Caron could not tolerate.

So Caron was willing to be this nominal blade, and he and the dragon horde would become a sharp blade to cut through the shackles on their bodies.

Although the road ahead was still difficult, as long as they reached a consensus, they would always find a suitable opportunity; he would not wallow in difficulties.

Another day passed.

And the red dragon's first gladiatorial match finally arrived.

Today, the attendant did not feed the red dragon on time, perhaps to keep the dragon hungry and stimulate its wildness and bestiality.

The arena always caters to those seeking violence with the greatest degree of blood and stimulation.

When Caron followed the trembling attendant out of the long tunnel and saw the light of day again, the atmosphere of the entire arena reached a climax.

Countless cheers accompanied the scattering of ladies' underwear, flying all over the sky, shocking the dragon's sensitive ears and eyes.

The red dragon stepped into the arena with heavy steps.

Although the red dragon did not get enough food to develop as it did in the dragon territory, Caron's body, being in the growth period of a young dragon, had reached more than eight meters, close to nine meters.

The somewhat thin body was not as full and strong as before but added a sense of ferocity.

And at this time, the red dragon's weight could no longer be measured; even the largest ordinary elephant on the grassland was probably not even half the weight of the dragon.

Solid muscles and tightly constructed dragon bones gave a fierce visual impact with every step the red dragon took.

The solid and powerful steps and relaxed posture made the two strong ogres on the opposite side instantly tense up.

Red dragon, the most brutal dragon among the true dragons; even if this was not a life-and-death battle, if they could not defeat the dragon, they would definitely die.

The four-meter-tall two-headed ogre understood this in its heart.

Although this ogre did not have the ancestral bloodline like the ogre tyrant Morgo, it had grown a second head, clearly stepping into the extraordinary realm.

Ordinary two-headed ogres have the potential to become powerful wizards and have stronger souls and mental strength than ordinary people.

But this ogre did not choose to become a wizard but became a powerful warrior.

This also meant that it was more dangerous than ordinary ogre wizards because it not only had a strong body and excellent combat skills but could also release some spells.

What it held was a double-headed flail that only creatures with great strength were worthy of using; even the current red dragon needed to be careful of this weapon inlaid with iron nails because the red dragon's skin defense could not completely block the attack of this terrifying weapon.

The other ogre, although it did not have the outstanding talent of the two-headed ogre, was obviously a warrior whose ogre bloodline had grown to its peak.

The scars all over its tall and strong body, no less than its companion, showed that the ogre in front of it was a battle-hardened warrior.

The weapon it used was a long-handled heavy hammer, looking excitedly at the relaxed young red dragon.

The rough and turbid tongue couldn't help but lick its chapped lips; it was craving the nourishment of dragon blood; that's how gladiators are.

The two ogres spread out at left and right flanking angles; they were waiting for the impulsive young red dragon to take the initiative to attack.

Then they could use the same tactics as wolves to entangle the red dragon, gradually wear down the red dragon's combat power, and finally defeat the dragon.

But Caron did not take the initiative to attack; he just released his dragon might; the dragon might suppression of the young dragon was not strong, but the diffused dragon might constantly oppressed and entangled the minds of the two ogres.

And the red dragon slowly paced around the two ogres, like a big cat playing with a mouse. The newly formed secondary brain cluster in his mind was quietly operating at this moment.

The ogres' movements and information in the face of dragon might and dragon pressure were captured and analyzed one by one by the secondary brain cluster, and Caron's own movements were also collected by the secondary brain cluster.

Then, the secondary brain cluster began to combine the collected movement information and facial expressions of both sides to analyze and predict the dynamic situation that might occur in the next moment, and then adjust the red dragon's attack posture based on this information.

These two ogres became Caron's experimental subjects, including Caron himself.

"What is this red dragon doing? It should pounce on and tear the prey in front of it like a beast."

The audience in the stands, whose purpose was blood and stimulation, began to become dissatisfied.

"What are the management officials of the arena doing? Did they feed this monster too much today? It doesn't have any desire to attack."

"Did we come here to see this? Damn it, give me a refund!"

"Kill these dirty ogres, red dragon, like a beast!"

The noisy clamor in the stands and the dragon's might oppression made the ogres gradually become anxious, and the red dragon's teasing posture also made them feel particularly pressured.

The two ogres looked at each other, and the two-headed ogre induced the magic power in the body to turn into a gray-yellow brilliance and scatter, adding a layer of stone-like skin protection to the surface of the two ogres.

Another layer of blood-colored brilliance scattered, and the ogres' bodies suddenly grew slightly; feeling the surging powerful force in their bodies, their courage greatly increased, and they stepped forward with their weapons and launched an active attack on the dragon.

The two-headed ogre roared, and the long double-headed flail swung in the ogre's hand with a whistling wind and struck the red dragon's head, the iron nails on the flail flashed with cold light.

The other ogre roared and swung the long-handled heavy hammer towards the red dragon's heavy lower body; the oval hammer head carried a huge force; this blow could easily flatten an iron shield, shatter a wooden shield, and even the most solid iron armor would be dented.

The secondary brain cluster in Caron's mind was running frantically, capturing the trajectory of the ogres' weapons and then giving predictions and analysis.

Under the auxiliary control of the mental overclocking state and the secondary brain cluster, Caron corrected the action of spreading his wings before attacking.

His strong hind limbs drove the relatively thin forelimbs to exert force, quickly retreating two steps, and then lowered his head while standing upright, and the raised dragon claws were attached together.

Whoosh, whoosh, two gusts of wind with powerful force swept past the top of the dragon's head and the lower abdomen; his contracted forelimbs sank rapidly, as if he had used a thousand-pound drop, and slammed heavily on the ground, and the solid ground was also smashed out of two shallow pits.

Then, the dragon used the forelimbs that firmly grasped the ground as a fulcrum, and the dragon, whose bone density was unimaginable, burst out with a strong force to twist the tough dragon body.

The entire rear half of the dragon's body swept away with its long tail, sweeping across their bodies when the ogres' remaining force of swinging their weapons had not dissipated.

Bang, bang, two consecutive heavy blows, even though the red dragon restrained its own strength, the two ogres were still knocked away by the huge force, rolled several times on the ground, and the stone skin all over their bodies was shattered and scattered.

Caron's heavy steps stepped on the ogres who fell to the ground; the red dragon looked down at the ogres, with coldness and indifference in his cold vertical pupils, "Get up, continue to fight with me! This is your only chance to survive."

The two ogres roared, picked up the weapons on the ground and rushed up, waving the terrifying flail and heavy hammer to charge the red dragon.

But at this moment, the red dragon was like the most brilliant warrior in the world; without needing to turn on mental overclocking, the huge body could show unparalleled flexibility and agility; the whistling heavy hammer and flail were like toys in front of him, easily dodged.

The two ogres were like puppets on a string, gradually only knowing to numbly swing their weapons and blindly vent their own strength.

Finally, the two ogres, whose physical strength was countless times more vigorous than humans, were overwhelmed and threw down their weapons panting, and sat on the ground with a thud.

"I... we admit defeat!" The rapid panting was like a broken bellows; the two ogres were exhausted and knelt down towards the red dragon; they had tried their best to struggle as the red dragon wished.

Caron lowered his head, his cold vertical pupils overlooking the ogres, and then mercilessly crushed the hard heads of the powerless ogres, "Useless things!"