Aura of red dragon

Chapter 23 Cross Dragon Hoof!
The tauren here are not the simple and honest tauren like those in Warcraft, but the real monster race "Minotaurus".

The height of a normal adult tauren is at least 3 meters. With the addition of dragonborn, the height of a dragonborn tauren can almost reach 5 meters.Of course, this is the height of the tauren born of the red dragon, and the tauren other than the dragon born of the golden dragon will normally be lower than this height.

But the red dragon dragonborn tauren holding picks or shovels in front of Mike are seven meters tall, and they should be regarded as elite fighters among them.

Although Mike is a red dragon, he has a good temper.It's just that these tauren disturbed his sweet dreams, and stabbed his ass with a shovel and pickaxe, and finally fell to the ground.
If it were a clay figurine, it would be three-point fire, let alone Mike.

"Look at what you've done!" Mike growled loudly. "The great real dragon is sleeping soundly, and you dare to stab my ass with that junk!"

As the saying goes, you can't touch a tiger's butt, but if you poke a dragon's fart, you won't bleed? !
"Sorry, great real dragon." One of the tauren who seemed to be able to talk stood up and said tremblingly: "We don't mean to offend."

Although the tauren had not dealt with the red dragon before, they also learned some things from the dragon inheritance exclusive to the dragonborn.

As long as the real dragon doesn't fight you directly, everything can be redeemed.

"Don't be afraid, I'm a benevolent red dragon, treat me with all the delicious things, and I'll let you offend me." Mike thinks this condition is easy to achieve.

"This" the tauren looked at each other.

The tauren thought that the red dragon would ask them for treasure, but they asked them for what they lacked most.

"What? Are you refusing?!" Mike said angrily.

"No, no, great real dragon, we really don't have anything delicious to entertain you. Our Red Scaled Tribe has been seriously short of food for a long time," the tauren said tremblingly.

Mike felt something was wrong after hearing what the tauren said. He thought to himself: These tauren are not ordinary tauren, but dragon-born tauren. The dragon has transformed them. They should not be carnivorous creatures before, but An omnivorous creature that can eat anything, except that it cannot eat heavy metals. Moreover, how can the tauren find food in various environments, and how can they be seriously short of food? !
Mike began to carefully look at the tauren in front of him, and asked: "Listen, you have been seriously short of food for a long time. Then why do you look like you are not hungry at all, on the contrary, you look very energetic of."

After hearing what Mike said, the tauren looked in disbelief.

It's strange that the proud red dragon would care about us creatures that look like reptiles to him.

After a short shock, the tauren replied truthfully: "Only a few of our cattle can eat and drink enough for the great real dragon, and the other cattle can only eat soil temporarily to cushion their stomachs. Recently, some people in the tribe have begun to be unable to wake up."

In addition to the severe food shortage, Mike also found something strange, that is, why the solitary Tauren formed a tribe. Although he couldn't figure it out, he didn't want to know, because it was useless to know it.

"Maybe it's because I'm a dragonborn, I've changed my genes, so I have some brains." Mike accidentally said this, but in a very low voice.

"Great true dragon, did you say something?"

"No, I didn't say anything. Can you tell me why? About the severe food shortage." Mike showed a curious expression, and laughed: "The tauren will not find food, what a shame!"

"Yes, what you said is right!" The tauren didn't feel that Mike was laughing at them. For the tauren, this matter was really embarrassing.

Moreover, they felt that being able to talk so much with the real dragon must be something worth bragging about all day after the tribe escaped from danger—it was really a heifer who flew into the sky, so awesome!
After all, dragonborn are basically the licking dogs of real dragons. Of course, this one is only for the same kind of dragon.

"It all started last month, when a pair of damned Pengniao couples came to live on top of our dungeon!" The tauren looked resentful, "That's when we didn't dare to leave Dungeon, go hunting outside. Once we are spotted by them, we won't be able to escape."

"Wait, as dragonborn, you should be able to eat some plants, right? Didn't you plant them?"

"Our land is too barren and not suitable for planting, so the harvest has been very low, and we have almost eaten it up in a few days, but weeds grow a lot, but we didn't know it would happen, They are not stockpiled as food."

"Okay, go ahead." Mike nodded.

Monsters like roc birds are indeed dangerous to tauren, even if they are tauren with the bonus of red dragon and dragonborn.

According to Mike's inheritance, the roc is a race created by the giant's father, Annan, in the ancient times when giants and dragons competed for world hegemony.This is so that his worshipers can challenge the dragon's dominance in the sky.After this war, the rocs were freed from the control of the giants and began to multiply all over the world.

It is conceivable that creatures created to fight dragons will be weak? !Even if it is not as powerful as the Dragon Clan, it is still very powerful!An adult roc can defeat an adult white dragon!All this is because of their large size, comparable to ancient dragons, and their wingspan can reach a terrifying 60 meters when flying!
"So, we cows who ate the remaining food are responsible for digging through this dungeon that our ancestors have lived in for many years, and looking for a hunting place that can be far away from the roc!" The tauren The more I talk, the more excited I get.

Looking at the tauren in front of him, for some reason, Mike thought of those simple tauren who were hardworking and willing to give among the monsters before time travel.

Tauren will never be slaves! ! !
"Sorry, great dragon, my voice is too loud"

Mike interrupted him, "It's okay, I'm a benevolent real dragon, and I deeply sympathize with what happened to you."

Then, Mike opened his dragon eyes wide, and said seriously: "Tell me my name, a tauren who is a descendant of a red dragon."

"Great and benevolent true dragon, my name is Cross Redscale." The tauren said respectfully.

"From now on, your surname will be Dragonhoof! Cross Dragonhoof! Your tribe will be saved by me—Mike Gayotorso Galakrond!"

　Thanks to xiaotang246 for the reward of 100 starting coins, thank you boss, the boss is generous!

　　Niu Niu Chong Duck!

　　
　
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