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The first problem to solve was the foundation, which had to withstand the high temperatures of the magma and be able to support the weight of the palace.

This step was a minor issue for Thor. He directly manipulated the magma, extending dense, thick pillars from the inner wall of the volcano, and then slashed his claws, letting the scalding dragon blood splash and soak into them.

In this way, once the magma solidifies, it will form a natural basalt foundation, and the dragon blood of Thor incorporated into it will give the foundation an extremely high temperature resistance.

Next came the palace's walls and floor, which Thor again used readily available materials, piling up the abundant obsidian found around him.

Thus, the enormous throne room began to rise from the ground, followed by side halls and the main hall, as well as areas for rest and hidden treasuries.

This step takes even longer than raising the foundation pillars from the lava, but the real troublesome part is the subsequent meticulous carving and finishing of the building.

Thor handed this step over directly to the kobolds and grey dwarves, not intending to waste any time on it.

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Thor's series of major actions since his awakening quickly attracted attention from the outside world; in other words, his every move is now under intense scrutiny.

No one can ignore such a powerful red dragon, especially when it is still extremely active; the impact it brings is simply immeasurable.

The human territories in the far east are alright, after all, this behemoth has not yet shown a strong desire for expansion, and there has never been any news of it plundering nearby towns or stealing wealth.

However, the creatures in the western wilderness were different; the power displayed by the red dragon had exceeded their initial expectations.

He originally thought that even if he became stronger after waking up from his slumber, he would only be at the initial stage of the legendary realm. But now it seems that he is far more than that.

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On the vast Kachiro grassland, a one-eyed centaur took a letter from the leg of an eagle, and after examining it carefully, his expression became increasingly solemn.

Thor Heliozog... a powerful, legendary red dragon who easily defeated Stormfang, casting his shadow over the entire wilderness.

Many people believe that this red dragon must be hundreds or even thousands of years old, but it has been forgotten due to a long slumber, and has only recently become active again.

But only he and a few of his companions knew that this was just a young dragon that was less than 20 years old.

It has only been a little over ten years since I first heard that name, and it was on that occasion that the other party left him with an unforgettable scar.

The silver-white centaur reached out and touched its empty eye sockets, turned its head to look at its companions behind it, and roared in a hoarse voice.

"The evil red dragon has already begun its operation; it will burn the entire wilderness into a barren wasteland!"

We must not tolerate his evil deeds; before that, we must launch a counterattack!

"The dragon's temple lies ahead; let's raze it to the ground together!!"

Chapter 229 The Initial Blood Feud

Chilier lay prone in the hidden treasury beneath the temple, grabbed a handful of gold coins from in front of her, and let the adorable little creatures slip from her claws one by one.

The lighting crystals embedded in the cave ceiling cast a hazy white light, while the dazzling gold reflected from the coins fell precisely on her face, which was both ferocious and radiant with pleasure.

Ever since Stormfang, that old bastard, was defeated by her eldest son a few years ago, all of his slightly stronger subordinates seized the opportunity to scatter and flee.

Chili'er had also been hiding in fear for many days, both afraid that the escaped blue dragon would return and afraid that her eldest son would come to settle old scores with her.

Even now, she still can't understand how she gave birth to such a freak, who in less than twenty years has already reigned supreme in the wilderness and become a figure that ranks among the top in the entire world.

There must be a reason for this unusual situation. What exactly caused his strength to increase so rapidly?

This is clearly not something that can be explained by one or two extraordinary encounters. Apart from the birth of a god, there has never been such a powerful treasure in the world.

Moreover, Chilier had personally witnessed her cub hatch, and now, looking back, it seemed that from the very beginning, he had shown something extraordinary.

After much thought, she finally attributed it to the extraordinary nature of her bloodline; only the purest red dragon blood could give birth to such a powerful offspring.

As for why the other two cubs did not show any special characteristics, it must be because they inherited the inferior genes of the other half, thus defiling their noble bloodline.

So it seems I really am the chosen dragon! Next time I look for a partner, I absolutely cannot choose those low-class ones again. At the very least, they must have legendary strength and offer me half of their treasures!

Thinking of her triumph, Chi Li'er couldn't help but grin, revealing her sharp white fangs.

These days are so comfortable that a dragon-man, who seems to have appeared out of nowhere, actually plans to build a temple for Her Majesty Tiamat on the ruins of that old bastard Stormfang's castle.

When she heard the news, she rushed back, intending to take the opportunity to extort some money. However, whether it was because the other party was a descendant of a red dragon and felt naturally close to her, or because he saw her extraordinary nature, he actually took the initiative to invite her to join him.

For this reason, the dragonkin named Kasorak even went so far as to use half of the entire temple's revenue to erect a statue of Her Majesty Tiamat beneath her temple, honoring her as the Fiery Dragon Mother.

Those men left behind by Storm Fang were awestruck by his imposing presence and immediately prostrated themselves in worship.

With their help, the temple, which had only been built as a framework and had even been halted at one point, was finally completed.

Afterwards, the dragonman somehow found a group of low-level rainbow scale priests, and with their help, they finally managed to snatch a piece of meat from the mouths of the surrounding wolves.

Everything outside was taken care of by the dragon people, and their daily meals were even delivered to their mouths by slaves.

Chilier could earn more than a dozen gold coins every day simply by lying still. This unprecedented enjoyment fascinated her, and she only hoped that such days could continue forever.

It wasn't until a series of loud hoofbeats and continuous tremors rolled across the earth like muffled thunder that Chili'er was awakened from her sweet dream.

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Large numbers of centaurs gallop across the loess desert, and when viewed from a distance, they bear a striking resemblance to the wildebeest migration on the African savanna.

Lunaris charged at the very front of the column, his silver mane billowing in the air like a dazzling tassel.

Their hatred for the red dragon led these centaurs to not lie low like some other creatures after learning that the terrifying beast had awakened. Instead, as if provoked, they took the initiative to fight back.

Even so, they dared not venture into the volcano known as Doomsday to challenge that colossal creature. They could only settle for second best, choosing to annihilate the red dragon's scattered minions and eliminate all beings associated with it.

This palace, built in the very center of the former Blue Dragon territory and with a statue of the Red Dragon erected there, must be a building that he values ​​highly, otherwise why would he send his own mother to guard it?

If we can destroy this place and capture that mother dragon, it will definitely deal a huge blow to that red dragon, and even make him hesitate to act rashly.

For a true dragon with a long lifespan, a dozen years is but a fleeting moment, sometimes not even enough time for a single slumber.

But for centaurs, whose lifespan is similar to that of humans, a dozen years is enough to occupy a significant portion of their entire lives.

Ever since being ambushed and defeated by the red dragon, Lunaris vowed to avenge himself.

Therefore, he hardly relaxed for a moment in the days that followed. His good talent and unremitting efforts have greatly increased his strength, and his challenge level has reached about sixteen.

This gave him confidence in defeating the mother dragon. He reached out and gripped the spear at his side. A layer of azure light shone on the spear, and the ever-present breeze of the wilderness immediately enveloped it, coating the spear with a transparent cloak.

The air coming from the front was continuously captured by this wind spirit barrier, turning into a huge cloak that stretched backward.

The centaurs following closely behind immediately felt the wind resistance on their faces vanish instantly, and their already lightning-fast speed increased even further.

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"Oh no! Oh no! The centaurs are attacking!"

"Alert! Alert immediately!"

"Great red dragon, Priest Kasorak is looking for you, hurry over!"

When Chili was awakened by the dust falling from above, she instinctively felt something was wrong. When she crawled out of the hidden treasure vault, this chaotic scene was what she saw.

The kobolds darted about like headless flies, while the orcs, armed with weapons, hastily assembled under the command of the warlord.

When she entered the main hall of the temple, she found that the dragonman and the low-ranking priests had all gathered there, staring solemnly into the distance.

The dragon veins endowed them with extraordinary eyesight, allowing them to see creatures several kilometers away.

At this moment, billowing smoke and dust rose into the air ahead, with a faint blue light shimmering within it, making it look like a fierce yellow dragon.

As a true dragon, Chili'er was naturally stronger than the dragonmen and priests, so she could not only see the rising dust, but also the centaurs running through it.

When the fluttering silver mane came into view, Chili'er's face, covered in red scales, twitched, and she felt a faint stinging pain in her chest and abdomen.

It was that damned bastard, the culprit who forced me to abandon the cave and make me flee in such a sorry state more than a decade ago!

If it weren't for this lowly creature, how could I have abandoned my cub? By now, I should have become the most noble being in the entire wilderness, relying on my eldest son!

He was the one who ruined his immense wealth and his power to rule over the wilderness.

Upon thinking of this, tangible flames shot out from the corners of Chi Li'er's golden pupils.

Chapter 230 Betrayal

"Kill them all!!!"

"Crush the dragon's temple and cut off these lizards' heads!"

"Archers, prepare! We must not give the enemy a chance to take off. Shoot them all down!"

A few kilometers is but a fleeting moment for a centaur sprinting at full speed and empowered by magic.

The elite soldiers at the forefront gripped the spears hanging at their sides, and the spear tips, as dense as a cloud, instantly rose up. On the spear tips, which shimmered with starlight and blue light, was a ferocious red dragon emblem.

That's right, these are all weapons from Thor's territory, sold by him personally.

Centaurs are an extremely large race in the wilderness, and their nomadic lifestyle makes them abundant in various wilderness specialties such as furs, horns, and tendons.

These items, once transported to human territory for sale, can fetch at least ten times the price, making them highly sought after by merchants.

However, what the wilderness lacks are mineral veins, or rather, skilled miners and blacksmiths. Therefore, centaurs prefer various high-quality metal products to gold coins.

So some merchants simply carried large amounts of gold coins to Thor's territory to make a large purchase, and then transported them to the wilderness to exchange these metal products for various local specialties.

This not only solves the problem of sourcing goods, but also makes the journey much easier, as nearly half of the trip only requires carrying a small amount of heavy items.

The consequence of this was that a significant portion of the weapons produced in Sol's territory ended up in the hands of creatures hostile to him.

Just like some itinerant merchants who have been trading in the wilderness for a long time, they can sometimes even see the short swords they once sold in the hands of goblins who jump out to rob them.

Did Saul know about this situation? Of course he did, but he didn't care at all.

A weapon mixed with sparrow stone might be a rare treasure to many creatures, but to him, it wasn't even hard enough to polish his scales.

Rather than worrying about being hurt by such a weapon, it's better to worry about eating too much one day and accidentally choking to death in some corner.

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Kasorak, seeing the centaur charging towards him with overwhelming force, decided to strike first.

He raised his gilded bronze staff high and uttered a loud chant, causing the blazing crystal at the staff's head to burst into dazzling light.

The fire element in the air began to gather rapidly, quickly condensing into a reddish-brown fireball the size of a basketball above his head. With a flick of his hand, the fireball shot out with a whoosh.

The enhanced version of the Great Fireball spell cut through the air with a piercing shriek. Just as it was about to hit the centaurs, a layer of azure wind membrane suddenly appeared, and in the surging wind, it directly deflected the fireball away.

"Kill them!"

"For the tribe!"

This scene undoubtedly boosted the confidence of all the centaurs, who roared wildly and charged forward like a flood bursting its banks.

The centaurs in the front row lowered their bodies and, taking advantage of the momentum of their charge, thrust their spears forward like a dense forest.

The immense force of their four-legged charge slammed into the shields of the orc guards, the clang of metal against metal mingling with the cracking of bones. Due to the difference in size and strength, some of the weaker orcs were sent flying.

But at that moment, the priests' counterattack arrived. A large number of low-level Rainbow Scale Priests chanted incantations in unison, and pillars of crimson fire shot out.

The raging flames engulfed the centaurs at the forefront of the charge, the billowing smoke scorching their fur and flesh, causing them to scream in agony.

Just then, a figure burst out from the wind.

Lunaris's silvery-white fur was tightly sucked in by the airflow, flying backward like silk. A strong wind condensed into a transparent film around his body, and wind patterns quickly gathered on the sharp spear in his hand, creating a howling vortex, before he thrust it forward fiercely.

The omnipresent air was torn open by this attack, creating a vacuum channel that propelled the silver-white centaur to terrifying speed.

In the blink of an eye, he covered a distance of more than ten meters, and swung his spear at the Rainbow Scale Priests.

When a low-level magic-based professional is approached by a powerful warrior, the outcome is predictable.

Two priests were immediately cut in two by the sharp spear tips, lying on the ground howling in pain. The rest, too terrified to maintain their spells, instinctively scattered in all directions.

Just as Lunaris was about to expand his gains, a heavy mace came crashing down from the side, accompanied by the mother dragon's charged breath.

A hammer larger than a fist slammed into his defensive spear with a loud thud, but the crimson breath that followed missed its mark and he nimbly dodged it.

Facing powerful enemies attacking from both sides, Lunaris did not retreat at all. A storm gathered in his remaining eye, and strong winds gradually rose around his body.

For more than a decade, he had been thinking every night about how to kill the red dragon, and he had made ample preparations for it.

Moreover, it's not just centaurs who have come today; there are many in this wilderness who are unwilling to be ruled by the red dragon.