The night sky was lit up by a roaring fire, a red glow that could be seen even from kilometers away, and hunters could smell the pungent scorching stench even at the edge of the forest. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The smell of sulfur, roasted meat, and charcoal not burning enough was so clear that his heart shook violently, and he couldn't even think normally.

As far as the hunter could see, all he could see was the burning village, the houses that had collapsed in the fire, and the mutilated corpses of the villagers.

And, of course, ...... Dragon.

Dragons, which are rare to see on a daily basis, have almost become legends, gathering in human villages, tearing at the corpses of villagers, destroying houses, spitting flames and lightning, and burning everything.

Seeing this scene, the hunter's face surged with red blood, the cyan veins beat violently beside the temples, and the teeth were rattling all the time because of fear or anger, and the bow and arrow in his hand were tightly held by the green muscles, but the hunter's heart was the opposite of the extremely angry body, only a cold.

In the mouth of the fire dragon at the head was his prey, the big boar king. He had decided to divide the leather and the money he had received from the hunt among the villagers. They had always taken good care of their family, otherwise the hunters who often roamed the jungle would not have been able to take care of their families.

But nowadays, everything is gone.

The corpse at the bottom of the male fire dragon's feet is an old woman who takes good care of him, and she likes her two children very much, and often makes some pies to send to their home.

But now, the bodies of the old woman and her son were twisted and lying to the ground, burned by the fire, and their expressions were in pain.

And the side that was bitten by a dragon was the corpse of the militia captain who usually competed with him for the village head, this taciturn middle-aged warrior, even after death, still held the spear tightly in his hand, he seemed to want to resist these dragon beasts, but it can be seen that he did not succeed.

The hunter's excellent eyesight, which he usually prided himself upon, was now a source of pain, he could clearly see every detail of the death of the villagers, and the devouring behavior of the dragon beasts made him so angry that he wanted to attack in spite of it.

But reason told him that no matter which dragon it was, it had the strength of the silver rank, and he couldn't win against anyone.

And the remnants of reason are still analyzing the situation.

Males, females, sleeping dragons, electric dragons, and a variety of other small dragon species, thankfully, there is no sign of an astral dragon with intelligence and the ability to unleash magic among the dragons. But also when you think about it, the Origin Dragon and the Star Dragon never felt that the other was their own kind, the Origin Dragon regarded the Star Dragon as a powerful food, and the Star Dragon regarded the Origin Dragon as a lowly mongrel.

And these original hunting each other, and even the natural enemies of each other, the primordial dragons gathered in one place, as if they were as close as a family, in the eyes of hunters, this is really too unreasonable, completely unbelievable situation, you know, not to talk about anything else, male fire dragons often prey on other small dragon species, how much meat do humans have? How could it be that it would not eat so many pieces of moving meat around it, but instead hunt the big boar king whose flesh was as hard as steel, devouring humans who were almost all bones?

But this was not the time to think about this, for the hunter walked quickly through the woods, and he came in the direction of his house, beside a small river.

On the other side of the river, there was no sign of the dragon for the time being, and a few lonely houses stayed on the bank, in stark contrast to the burning village opposite.

Seeing this scene, a little hope suddenly welled up in the hunter's heart.

"Maybe it's fine! They're all alive! ”

He thought so excitedly, and then ran quickly to his own home on the other side of the river.

And right on the side, in a small house on the other side of the river.

"Stay inside, don't come out, be nice, don't make a sound."

A calm voice sounded in the basement of this small room, and a stout middle-aged woman lay at the entrance of the basement and whispered to her children: "Little Ivan, take care of Amira, there is water and food in the basement, if the house is on fire, pull up the second partition and ......"

She babbled on and on, but a low dragon roar interrupted her narration.

"Mom, don't say it, come in!" The boy named Ivan hugged his sobbing sister's shoulder, comforted him, and asked in some horror, "I can't remember all that......"

"Mom, I'm not going in......"

Looking at the cramped basement, the middle-aged woman took a deep breath, where can the air in this kind of place support three people? She understands this very well.

The dragon's roar sounded again, the sound getting closer and closer, and the middle-aged woman knew that now was not the time to hesitate, so she smiled resolutely, kissed her two children on the cheeks quickly, and then pushed them deeper into the basement and closed the partition.

"Mommy loves you."

As if speaking to herself, she sensed the dragon approaching rapidly, so the mother took the iron pot and the burning stick and ran straight out of the door.

As she ran, she struck the iron pot with her stick vigorously, making a noisy noise, and at the same time she cursed loudly at the dragon: "Come, look at this, fool! ”

The female fire dragon, who was approaching the room, was startled by the sound, and it looked at the human female who made a loud noise with some caution, and its attention was completely absorbed.

And in the forest on the side of his house, the hunter saw this scene.

He saw his wife running out of the house, banging on the iron pot and trying to attract the dragon's attention.

- There was no need to communicate, it was just a split second that he knew what this woman was going to do.

She really deserves to be the woman I love......

The hunter thought so in his heart, his teeth clenched, and the shame of his own inadequacy, and the anger that burned his mind out at the same time, appeared in the depths of his heart, tearing at reason.

Whether it's shame, anger or fear, all negative emotions come from their own lack of ability.

Why can't I be stronger? Can you protect your wife, your children, and your village?

But now is not the time for him to blame himself.

The other male, who seemed to be the mate of the female, seemed to sense the movement and walked in the direction of the house.

Middle-aged women sacrifice themselves to take the dragon away from the direction.

And a wave of enlightenment suddenly rose in the heart of this self-blaming man.

Andrey, what are you waiting for?

This is the time.

As if sensing the doomed fate, the hunter named Andre was not nervous or panicked, he just suddenly realized, smiled with relief, and then raised his bow and arrow to the fire dragon that was approaching step by step.

The bow pulls out.

Arrows are fired.

The enchanted arrow slid through the atmosphere, sending a pale blue streamer into the darkness of the night, hitting the dragon's eye accurately.

There was a violent explosion, and then an earth-shattering roar appeared in the burning village.

And on the side, she was trying to run into the distance, and the female fire dragon behind her was taking the woman farther away, and she also looked in this direction

The hunter looked at her.

Then the two of them smiled together.

The basement in the house.

Ivan could vaguely hear the sound of his mother running out, screaming and drawing the attention of the monsters.

In order to lure the dragon away, the mother chose to sacrifice herself.

When he finally realized this fact, the explosion and the dragon's roar were also heard not far away, and the sister beside him heard these sounds, and began to sobble in a low voice again, but the sobbing sound was suppressed by herself, and the boy's eyes were full of tears, but he covered his mouth and closed his eyes to control his emotions to the lowest fluctuations.

Intense emotions consume more air. And in the basement, air, is limited.

These are some of the things that his father casually said when he taught him how to exercise, because of his mother's actions, and Ivan recalled them at this time and put them into practice.

But even so, his heart was filled with unquenchable doubts and anger.

Why, everyone is living well, why did the dragon that only appeared in the story suddenly descend on our village? Why don't these dragons go on a hunt for the best prey for themselves, but come and attack humans?

No one told them, just as no one had noticed, that the dragons' eyes shone with a purple-blue light.

…… Next.

The news of the dragon beast's attack on the village was sent to the lord's palace in the main city of Moldavia.

And after Joshua finished reading it, he fell into a long silence.

(To be continued.) )