The blazing fire shines on the night sky, and the red light can be clearly seen even a few kilometers away. Even on the edge of the forest, hunters can smell the pungent stinking stinking.

The smell of sulfur, barbecue and charcoal were not fully burned, so clear that his heart was shaken violently and he could not even think normally.

The hunter looked around and saw only burning villages, houses collapsed in the fire, and the broken bodies of villagers.

Of course, there is also... dragon.

It is rare to see on weekdays, and even almost became legendary dragons gathered in groups, gathered in human villages, tearing the corpses of the villagers, destroying houses wantonly, spewing flames and lightning, and burning everything.

Seeing this scene, the hunter's face was filled with red blood, and the cyan blood vessels were beating violently beside the temples. Whether it was fear or anger, the teeth were always making noises. The bow and arrow in his hand were tightly held by the blue veins, but the hunter's heart was opposite to the extremely angry body, with only a piece of coldness.

The fire dragon in the head was the prey he had originally booked, the big wild boar king. He originally decided to share its leather and money with everyone in the village after the hunt was successful. Everyone has always taken good care of their family, otherwise, the hunters who often wandered in the jungle would not be able to take good care of their family.

But now, nothing is gone.

The corpse on the soles of the male fire dragon's feet is an old lady who takes good care of him on weekdays. She likes her two children very much and often makes some pies to send to their house.

But now, the old lady and her son's bodies fell to the ground in distortion, burned by fire, and their expressions were in great pain.

The one who was bitten by a dragon on the side was the body of the militia captain who usually competed for leadership in the village with him. This taciturn middle-aged soldier still held the spear tightly even after his death. He seemed to want to resist these dragon beasts, but it can be seen that he did not succeed.

The excellent vision that usually makes hunters proud has now become a source of pain. He can clearly see every detail of the death of the villagers. The dragon beasts' devouring behavior made him extremely angry, making him want to launch an attack regardless of it.

But reason told him that no matter which dragon it is, he has the strength of the silver level and he can't win anyone.

And the remaining reason is still analyzing the situation.

Male fire dragons, female fire dragons, sleeping dragons, and electric dragons, as well as various other small dragon species. Fortunately, there is no trace of the astral dragon that has wisdom and can release magic. But I think so, the original dragon and the astral dragon never think that the other party is their own kind. The original dragon regards the astral dragon as a powerful food, and the astral dragon regards the original dragon as a lowly mixed species.

These original world dragons, which were originally hunting each other, and even natural enemies, gathered together, as close as a family. In the eyes of the hunters, this is really unreasonable and completely incredible. You must know that, without talking about other things, the male fire dragon often preys on other small dragon species. How much meat does humans have? How could it leave so many moving pieces around it without eating, but instead hunting the big wild boar king with hard meat as steel, and swallowing almost all of them with bones?

But this was not the time to think about these things. The hunter quickly walked in the woods and came to the direction of his home, next to a small river.

On the other side of the river, there is no trace of a dragon for the time being. Several lonely houses are on the shore, which is in sharp contrast with the burning village opposite.

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

"Maybe it's okay! They are all still alive!"

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

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

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

A calm voice sounded in the basement of this small house. A strong middle-aged woman lay at the entrance of the basement and whispered to her children: "Little Ivan, take good care of Amira. There is water and food in the basement. If the house catches fire, pull the second partition onto the partition..."

She talked a lot, but a low dragon roar sounded, interrupting her narrative.

"Mom, stop talking, come in quickly!" The boy named Ivan held the sobbing sister's shoulders and asked in a little horror while comforting her, "I can't remember so much..."

"Mom, I won't go in..."

Looking at the narrow basement, the middle-aged woman took a deep breath. Where did the oxygen in this place support three people? She understood this very well.

The dragon roar sounded again, and the sound was getting closer and closer. The middle-aged woman knew that it was no longer the time to hesitate, so she smiled resolutely, kissed her two children's cheeks quickly, and then pushed them into the depths of the basement and closed the partition.

"Mom loves you."

She said softly as if she was talking to herself. She felt the dragon approaching quickly, so the mother picked up the iron pot and fire stick from her house and ran directly outside the door.

While running, she used a stick to hit the iron pot hard, making a noisy noise. At the same time, she also cursed at the dragon loudly and said, "Come on, look at this, idiot!"

The female fire dragon approaching the room was frightened by the sound. It was cautiously watching the human female who made a huge noise, and its attention was completely attracted.

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

He saw his wife running out of the house, beating the iron pot, and trying hard to attract Long's attention.

——No communication is needed, he knows the woman’s plan in just a moment.

I am truly the woman I love...

The hunter thought so in his mind that his teeth were tightened, ashamed of his lack of ability and anger that was enough to burn his mind appeared deep in his heart, biting his reason.

Whether it is shame, anger or fear, all negative emotions come from the lack of one's own abilities.

Why can't I be stronger? Can I protect my wife, children, and villages?

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

The other male fire dragon seemed to be the spouse of the female fire dragon. It seemed to notice the abnormal movement here, and then took a step towards the direction where the small house was.

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

And a sense of enlightenment suddenly arose in the heart of this man who blames himself.

Andre, what are you waiting for?

It's this time.

It seemed that he had noticed the destined fate. The hunter named Andre was not nervous or panic. He just realized it suddenly, smiled relievedly, and then raised the bow and arrow in his hand at the fire dragon that was approaching step by step.

Pull the bow open.

The arrow shot out.

The enchanted arrow slid across the atmosphere, bringing a light blue stream of light in the darkness, accurately hitting the fire dragon's eyes.

A violent explosion, and then a shocking roar appeared in the burning village.

On the side, she was trying hard to run into the distance, leading the female fire dragon behind her to the woman further away, and also looked in this direction.

The hunter looked at her.

Then the two smiled together.

Basement in the house.

Ivan could vaguely hear the sound of his mother running out, shouting hard, attracting 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 roar also sounded not far away. After hearing these sounds, the sister beside him began to sob again, but the sob sound was suppressed by her, and the boy's eyes were filled with tears, but he covered his mouth and closed his eyes to control his emotions to the lowest fluctuations.

Fierce emotions consume more oxygen. In the basement, oxygen is limited.

These are some of the knowledge my father said casually when he taught him how to exercise. Because of his mother's actions, Ivan recalled it and applied what he learned.

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

Why, everyone lives well, why do the dragons that appear in the story suddenly come to our village? Why don’t these dragons look for the best prey for them, but come to attack humans?

No one told them that, as no one noticed, there was a purple-blue light in the eyes of these dragons.

...The next day.

The news of the dragon beast attacking the village was sent to the lord's mansion in the main city of Moldavia.

After reading it, Joshua fell into a long silence.

(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!