Under the Red Dragon

The furious ogre tyrant displayed his formidable strength as he should. Having reached the peak of his bloodline's growth, the tyrant's six-meter-tall body charged wildly through the forest, casually crushing many trees as thick as bowls.

Vines as thick as arms that blocked the ogre's path were no more resilient than spiderwebs. His scarlet, single eye blazed with terrifying killing intent, firmly locked onto the figure ahead, his speed not even half a step slower than the red dragon flying and maneuvering through the forest.

Even with the red dragon flying at full speed through the dense forest, the young dragon's speed was not much faster than the ogre tyrant's full-throttle pace due to the obstruction of the trees, especially since he was intentionally luring him.

While flying through the dense forest of giant trees, he incessantly harassed Gorgo, whose brain was entirely consumed by anger, with the few ogre words he had learned, requiring much energy and attention to dodge.

Finally, amidst an exceptionally dense forest, the red dragon, preoccupied with avoiding the tangled vines, was found to have a fatal flaw by the ogre. The ogre's ugly face grinned, his strong and powerful arms bulging with knotted muscles, and a layer of bloody streamer silently but swiftly like thunder, cut through the air on the long giant axe, coming to the red dragon's back.

At that moment, alarm bells rang loudly in Calon's heart. His perception, spontaneously expanded to the limit, tried to lock onto the trajectory of the long axe, and in his mind overclocking state, he also tried to roll and shrink his body, but the giant axe came too fast, brushing past the red dragon's side as if cutting through the void, shearing off half of the red dragon's wing.

Ow, Calon roared in pain, taking the opportunity to feign a fall to the ground, sliding for more than ten meters before crashing into a thick tree, the tough bark bearing two deep marks from his hard dragon horns.

"You damn bug, why aren't you cursing?" Gorgo shouted excitedly. "I'm going to crush you like a bug. I don't care about any deals. Today, Ogre King Gorgo will beat you, this foul-mouthed red dragon, to death."

Gorgo strode forward, the joy of the hunt clouding his mind and senses. The next moment, his heavy body suddenly fell. The originally stable and solid ground became a deep pit, a trap large enough to hold a six-meter-tall ogre. The soil, vine nets, and fallen leaves covering the surface of the trap fell with the ogre, but could not conceal the hunting spears erected high at the bottom of the trap.

Caught off guard, the ogre's thick soles were pierced by the hunting spears. Although the skin on the ogre tyrant's soles was tough enough from walking and abrasion, it could not provide him with steel-like defense, so he let out a thunderous roar that shook the forest.

The centaur warriors, who had been hidden in the forest for a long time, all appeared at this moment, rushing out from the tall tree crowns and thick tree trunks. Several large nets woven from tough vines fell from above, and countless arrows rained down, shooting at the ogre falling into the trap.

But Gorgo was indeed an ogre tyrant with ancestral blood. The red streamer lit up on his horn filled his upper body, making his already tough skin even stronger.

Most of these arrows, made of bones and fangs, were blocked by his sufficiently strong skin. Only the arrows and hunting spears shot by some particularly powerful warriors could pierce the ogre's body by a foot, but they were immediately locked tightly by his solid muscles, and not a trace of blood flowed out.

"You weaklings, do you think you can hurt King Gorgo like this?"

The ogre laughed angrily, his strong arms easily tearing apart the layers of vine nets covering his head. He climbed to the edge of the pit against the constant rain of arrows, exposing his upper body. Once he climbed out, he would crush these weak enemies in front of him with his fists.

Shoosh, an arrow with a sharp whistling sound nailed towards the ogre's single eye. Suniya, who had been waiting for a long time, finally made her move.

The powerful magic bow and arrow shot out a deadly arrow like a viper when Gorgo had just stepped on the ground and had not yet stood firm. The ogre only had time to close his single eye and put his thick fingers in front of his eye.

Puchi, the arrow deeply penetrated the edge of the ogre's palm, the sharp arrow tip only a tiny bit away from his single eye.

But Calon, who had recovered, also launched at the same time. His strong body was like a tiger pouncing in the forest, his strong limbs bursting out with unimaginable power, the mud under his feet splashing. His speed was only a fraction slower than the arrow as he leapt up from the ground.

The red dragon's bulging hind limbs firmly clamped the ogre's thick hands, and his sharp fore claws unhesitatingly pierced straight into the ogre's head, as hard as steel.

Violent dragon fire lit up from his chest and abdomen, and then surged out, the extremely dangerous cyan-blue flames surging towards Gorgo's single eye.

The ogre roared, he was angry, terrified, and in great pain. His powerful vitality actually prevented him from dying the moment his head was pierced.

The bloody streamer on his horn suddenly swelled. The unextinguished dragon fire made him feel the taste of death, and the bloody streamer surging on his horn continued to drain under the scorching of the dragon fire.

The fear of death caused unparalleled brute force to gush out of him. The veins and blood vessels on his arms, bulging, wanted to pry open the dragon's clamped hind limbs, but the power erupted by the dragon could not be easily shaken at this moment.

So the horn on Gorgo's head arched upwards with all its might, piercing into the dragon's left limb locked by the skull with a puchi sound.

But the ogre's movements suddenly stopped, and his unparalleled brute force also disappeared without a trace, his arms drooping softly.

The centaur Kahli, who had been running on all fours on the ground to build up momentum, held the spear in her hand as fast as a shooting star, stabbing the bronze spear in her hand into Gorgo's chest at this moment, piercing through his body and piercing through the ogre tyrant's life spring, the heart surging with endless vitality.

Bang, the ogre's tall body crashed down, and the life of the tyrant who was invincible on this land disappeared from then on.

Roar, Calon roared furiously, stepping on the ogre's corpse, his voice high and penetrating, like a tiger roaring in the jungle, startling the beasts in all directions to submit.

The centaur warriors looked at the once-unmatchable tyrant trampled under the feet of the red dragon, and at this moment, they finally all surrendered. They put down the longbows and arrows in their hands, and together with their leader, they bowed around their master, kneeling down from the bottom of their hearts.

Only the dragon's roar and the centaur warriors' heartfelt low echoes reverberated in the dense forest. "Praise the master of the centaur tribe, the mighty red dragon, the king of the wilderness and forest, our lord Calon!"

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Calon lowered his head, overlooking the centaurs for a long time, before opening his mouth and saying, "Get up, rest in place, and prepare yourselves. Today, I will destroy the ogre tribe from this land."

This was the first time the red dragon gave an order without going through the centaur leader, Kahli, and his order was also carried out.

The centaurs who got up looked at the red dragon with respectful eyes, and then sat around on the ground to take out food to replenish their strength. At this time, they had completely accepted the red dragon's orders, and no longer consulted Kahli's opinion as before.

Calon turned his head and instructed Kahli, "Go, Kahli, offer me the ogre's head. This will be my trophy, and it will also be a collection of the centaur tribe."

"According to your orders, my lord." Kahli had no dissatisfaction on her face, and unhesitatingly carried out Calon's will, beheading the ogre and digging out the ogre's heart to offer to the red dragon.

But the red dragon refused the ogre's heart, although he was also a little injured at the moment and needed nutrition to speed up the healing of his injuries.

Calon opened his relaxed dragon claws and gently placed them on Kahli's forehead, saying gently, "This is your trophy, Kahli!"