Chapter 14: Battle for the Leader

After nearly a month of renovation, the Red Dragon's territory is booming.

Under the command of Rump and the hobgoblins, the goblins and ogres have built a simple stone fortress in the Giant Valley.

The city wall is more than five meters high, and there are watchtowers on higher ground. Trump, who reads a wide range of books, named it "Rock Fortress".

This made the valley, which was already easy to defend but difficult to attack, even more indestructible. Even if the regular human army came to attack, the red dragon was confident that it could keep them out.

"Work faster, don't be lazy!" The three-meter-tall ogre stood on top of the watchtower and roared at the people below.

However, the wooden watchtower seemed so fragile under the ogre's tall and fat body that one could even hear the wood creaking - as if it was wailing at the half-ton weight.

"Hey!"

The ogres took up huge logs and laboriously carried them upward to form the framework for the Stonefort's watchtowers.

As close relatives of giants, ogres are extremely strong. Apart from being greedy and lazy, they are excellent laborers.

The goblins already had the habit of building camps. With more than 17 goblins and the cooperation of the extremely powerful ogres, it was relatively easy to build a simple fortress under the command of Rump, who had an intelligence of and the leadership of the big goblins.

And under the five-meter-high city wall, a group of goblins were waving hoes and working hard to chisel the stones.

"hurry up!"

"You hit my foot!"

As sneaky creatures, they used to be lazy often, but since the last time an angry ogre overseer smashed a goblin pretending to sleep into a paste, this has never happened again.

After all, Trump's "beating" was only a temporary pain for the stupid ogres, but it was the end of the goblins' lives, and they knew it very well.

"Ouch——"

"what is that?"

The goblins who were working looked up and were startled by the huge shadow in the sky.

I saw several huge figures flying in the distance, like a huge black cloud - they were more than ten two-legged flying dragons.

They just felt the call of the dragon blood in their bodies, and came in groups to see if there was any existence worthy enough for them to rely on.

The largest of these two-legged flying dragons is even more than seven meters long, with its fangs and claws bared, looking very ferocious. Its size is almost the same as Cassius, but it is much thinner than the red dragon.

And unlike real dragons, they do not have limbs and wings, but instead have two scaly legs and a pair of leathery wings.

The dragon's tail is strong and powerful, and at the end is its most powerful weapon: a poisonous stinger.

These highly toxic dragon toxins can burn the victim's heart and arteries and veins through the returning blood. The lethality of dragons makes hunters and adventurers often covet their venom, and use it for alchemical blends and weapon poisoning.

The wyvern's front limbs dug into the ground, and its wing membranes were folded behind it.

They landed, roaring.

Calling the master here.

The nearby goblins panicked, fearing that they would be eaten or crushed by the wyverns, and they all fled away with their friends.

After all, they were too weak, and the slightest movement from those powerful creatures was enough to kill them.

The ogre mage was standing ready on the fortress wall, already constructing the fireball model.

The Chimera in the cave on the cliff also became alert, and the three heads had different expressions.

"Master, there is a group of flying dragons!"

"Roar!"

The red dragon flew out of the Giant's Mouth Cave, let out a long, distant roar, and descended in front of the flying dragons. "Submit to me (Dragon Language)"

Cassius said.

The flying dragons roared loudly, then bent their long necks and lowered their heads to show their submission.

But the largest of the flying dragons, seeing that the red dragon in front of it was only a teenager and almost the same size as itself, chose to let out a provocative roar.

Obviously, he was overwhelmed by this rare opportunity to become the leader.

Leader battle?
A time-honored tradition among dragon creatures.

The two will fight each other, the winner will become the leader of the group, and the loser will be driven out.

But for a proud pure-blooded red dragon, such a challenge from a despicable bipedal dragon is definitely a great humiliation.

If Cassius was the original red dragon, he would probably be so angry that steam would come out of his head and he would want to tear it to pieces.

"You made the worst choice. (Dragon language)"

Cassius was also furious, but the main reason for his anger was his own size - how long would it take before he could grow like an adult red dragon? With a shake of his tiger body, these monsters bowed down to him.

"And I will give you - death! (Dragon language)"

The red dragon flapped its wings and flew high up, looking down at the two-legged flying dragon from above its head.

[Based on your own strength, you can observe the following information]
Flying dragon
Large dragon type, no alignment
AC: 13 (natural armor)
Speed: 20 ft., fly 80 ft.

Strength - 19
Agility - 10
Constitution——16
Intelligence - 5
Perception – 12
Charm - 6
Skill proficiency: Perception +2, Hunting +4
Senses: Darkvision 60 ft., passive Perception 14
Language: Can understand Dragon language
Action skills: Multiattack, Bite, Claw, Stab

Challenge Rating: 6 (2300 XP)

Comments: "Sometimes, travelers in the wilderness can look up and see dragons catching their prey by their wings. These relatives of dragons also hunt in the dense forests and caves. They are cruel hunters, and when they appear in groups, they often cause panic on the borders of civilization."

The flying dragon on the ground slightly bent its long neck, raised its ferocious head, and let out a provocative roar. The voice was hoarse, more like that of some kind of snake.

"His-"

Immediately afterwards, this huge two-legged flying dragon also waved its forelimbs and took off into the air. Its strong tail swayed in the air, and the sharp tail spikes on it were flashing with cold light.

"Flame Breath!"

However, before it completely left the ground, a blazing cone of flame spewed out of the red dragon's mouth and headed straight for the flying dragon's body.

The wyvern quickly adjusted its body, tilting its wings in the air, trying to grab the ground with its forelimbs to escape the attack, but it was still hit by the blazing flaming breath.

Most of the scales on its chest were burnt black, and the flesh underneath was destroyed by the scorching flames, making it look miserable.

"Ow—"

The flying dragon let out a painful wail, but then it used its front legs to support the ground and took off again.

Because there is not much time left, because the red dragon's next breath is about to come, and orange-yellow flames are already emanating from the depths of his throat, like a volcano about to erupt.

"boom--"

There was another sound of flames burning the air, and another red flame descended from the sky, following the flight path of the flying dragon.

This flame made the air nearby burn and distort, and also made the flying dragon feel terrified.

It can only passively flap its wings desperately to escape, dodging in the air, and has no means of fighting back.

(End of this chapter)