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A sharp, needle-like pain shot through him, causing Thor to abruptly stop his mocking words. His claws gripped the ground tightly, and his spine arched high.

The next moment, he saw a meteor-like arrow shooting towards him. He quickly leaped to the side, but a sharp pain still came from his left side, where a long, bloody gash appeared.

Is this the power of a high-level professional in this world? Even though they are injured, they can still launch a fatal attack at any time.

The pain in his body did not anger Thor; instead, it made him laugh wildly. His sharp, loud laughter echoed through the wilderness, filled with unspeakable mockery.

"A decent arrow, but unfortunately the accuracy was a bit off. Was it because you lost an eye and couldn't see the target clearly anymore?"

Should I stop and give you another chance? But judging from your physical condition, I'm afraid you're no longer capable!

The sound of gritting teeth rang out from the centaur herd. Thor looked at the notification that his mental energy was increasing and couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure.

“Remember this: the one who defeated you was the great Thor Heliozog Esmerog Sunfire Throat…”

One day, you will all tremble beneath my iron wings!

The voice, which sounded like a proclamation, gradually faded into the distance, and a deathly silence enveloped the surviving centaurs, causing a strange sense of unease to well up in their hearts.

This red baby dragon not only possesses the brutal power of a red dragon, but also behaves as cunningly as a green dragon. Once it grows up, the consequences will be unimaginable.

As time went by, the intense anger in their hearts gradually transformed into deep fear without them even realizing it.

If they are lucky enough to survive, they might recall everything that happened today on some midnight someday.

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Thor's sarcastic remarks to the centaurs were partly due to his dragon bloodline, but his more important purpose was to collect more spiritual essence.

Like faith, this thing originates from the strong emotions and intentions of intelligent beings, so it also needs a clear direction.

This is why gods spread their divine names and emblems, and demons also have their own unique nicknames.

Thor can only collect as much spiritual essence as possible by making the centaurs have a concrete understanding of him, and ideally by spreading his name.

Otherwise, they would only harbor resentment towards a single red dragon hatchling, but there are so many red dragon hatchlings in the world, which one could represent him?

Seeing that everything was over, Thor couldn't help but grin.

The wound on its wing hadn't healed yet, and now there were new injuries. Every step it took was excruciatingly painful.

However, when I saw that my essence balance had increased to 15 points and was still slowly rising, I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. After thinking about it, I withdrew the blue mushrooms I had drawn earlier.

A ripple suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and a blue mushroom, more than half a meter tall, appeared out of thin air.

It is said that if this blue mushroom grows on the corpse of some powerful monster, it can grow to more than three meters tall, like a small building.

I wonder if it can be grown in this world. If I can grow some and sell it to humans as a magical potion ingredient when I have my own territory, it should be a good business.

With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Thor stuffed the entire blue mushroom into his stomach and returned to the place where he had parted ways with Sistana and Calp.

At that moment, the two red baby dragons were excitedly swishing their tails, and when they saw him return, they immediately came to greet him.

"Was the explosion from that wooden barrel we buried? That's amazing! Can I have another one?"

"Damn Thor! How could you only give your own name? You should let those four-legged bastards know, and also the great Sistana!"

Thor glanced at the two idiots, slapped them twice, and, too lazy to waste any more words on them, wagged his tail and led the way into the distance.

After this incident, the centaurs certainly wouldn't dare to continue the pursuit.

Next, they can find a suitable habitat, and they only need to develop in peace for several decades. After reaching adolescence, they can...

Chapter Eighteen: New Habitat

With their pursuers no longer close behind, the three fledgling dragons slowed their pace considerably.

Although it was called traveling, in reality it was nothing more than wandering aimlessly in the vast wilderness.

Every night, they would go out to hunt under the cover of darkness; and when the sun rose, they would find a secluded corner to hide in.

In the wilderness, danger is never absent. Besides centaurs, there are all sorts of other orcs and ferocious animals lurking everywhere.

Several times, Thor and his companions inadvertently wandered into the territory of other creatures, but fortunately, thanks to their keen senses and quick reflexes, they managed to escape unharmed each time.

In the blink of an eye, more than two months had passed. As time went on, Thor found himself able to perceive the omnipresent magical elements in the air with increasing clarity.

Those tiny, crimson dots of light, like fireflies, drifted around, becoming more intense the closer they were to the sun overhead.

Small, yellowish-brown specks of light occasionally seep out from the ground, looking like weathered sand.

These are fire and earth elements, two of the four fundamental elements that make up this world, which Thor continuously inhales with each breath.

Red dragons are not purely fire-attribute creatures; they also possess a significant amount of earth attribute.

When they reach adulthood or even old age, their long-term dwellings may spontaneously connect with the fire and earth elemental planes, thus forming active volcanoes.

With his enhanced perception of magical elements, his absorption capacity naturally increased as well, and the resulting chain reaction was that Thor felt his growth rate begin to accelerate further.

Now, his body length has reached nearly four meters from head to tail. Although most of that length is from his tail and neck, his body already looks as big as a young foal.

Although Sistana and Calp had grown to over three meters long thanks to the dragon crystals Thor occasionally shared, they looked a whole age younger when standing next to him.

As a price for his rapid growth, Thor converted most of his spiritual essence into dragon crystals and swallowed them.

This substance, formed from the fusion of ley line energy and ancient dragon life force, can indeed be considered a high-quality magic crystal to some extent.

If other true dragons saw Thor's wasteful way of eating, even if it wasn't their own property, they would probably be heartbroken and unable to breathe.

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As the weather grows colder, the wild grass on the ground has completely turned from a mix of yellow and green to a withered yellow, and in the early morning hours, a layer of silver frost may even condense on it.

Just before the snow fell, Thor and his companions finally found a low hilly area, with dozens of mud and rocky hills stretching out in a row, the tallest of which was probably no more than a thousand meters high.

But in any case, this place is much better than the endless wilderness. The surrounding vegetation is very lush, and there is a small lake not far away.

Since there is water, there must be life. Even though the red dragons don't need to drink water, this lake can still attract enough prey for them.

The three fledglings stopped a few kilometers away from the low hills.

Generally speaking, unique terrain tends to attract monsters to settle there, and there might be some dangerous creatures lurking in this hilly area.

They hid in a thicket of withered grass, using the tall, yellowed blades to conceal their bright scales, until night fell before crawling out again.

Thor shook the wings on his back. In just over two months, the torn wing membranes and broken wing bones had healed and grown even wider.

Now, with its wings spread, its wingspan has reached an astonishing 6 meters.

Fine, scarlet scales adhere to the surface of the wings, while the inner edge of the wing membrane displays a magnificent fiery blue hue.

With a flap of his wings, his nearly 4-meter-long body was lifted off the ground by the reaction force of the airflow and the increasingly concentrated magic power within him, and he flew towards the distant hills on the night wind.

Generally speaking, low-lying mountain forests at this altitude do not contain overly powerful or ferocious creatures.

It was even less likely that aerial predators like griffins and giant eagles would gather, which is why Thor could confidently launch reconnaissance from the air.

The large wing membrane filled with air, allowing Thor to glide easily through the air like a large pterosaur. He maintained a low-altitude flight posture of two to three hundred meters above the ground, circling around the entire hill.

Some evergreen trees flashed by, and occasionally he could catch a glimpse of wild boars and roe deer. But when he looked toward the lake, his gaze suddenly sharpened.

There was a vast, gentle slope where, as the altitude decreased, water and mud mixed together, forming a small swamp.

In the part of this swamp near the mountains, there are traces of rough cultivation, and near the foot of the mountain, there are more than a dozen large holes with a diameter of nearly two meters.

"What intelligent beings live here? Kobolds? Or goblins?"

Thor's pale golden eyes were fixed on the traces left by a campfire on the ground. His thoughts raced through his mind, but he couldn't guess the answer for the moment.

However, there is good news: there are indeed no particularly dangerous monsters in this hilly area, and the intelligent creatures living in the caves are obviously not strong beings.

Thor then returned to the bushes where Sistana and Kalp were.

The thought that he, as the leader, had to personally conduct reconnaissance filled Thor with inexplicable anger.

The moment he landed, his long tail lashed out, whistling as it struck the heads of the two baby dragons.

"Aww!" x2

The intense pain nearly made the two baby dragons jump up and roar at Thor.

"Damn Thor, what's wrong with you?!"

Why are you attacking us?!

Thor responded with two more punches to the heads of the two baby dragons, saying...

"Shut up! As the boss, I don't need any reason to act. You just need to obey unconditionally!"

Seeing Sistana and Calp's furious, red-faced dragon faces, and the notification of increased mental energy rising in their eyes, Thor finally felt a surge of pleasure.

He turned and led the two fledglings toward the low hills in the distance, running through the overgrown woods and heading straight for the highest peak.

After finding a suitable spot, the three fledgling dragons began to dig vigorously into the mountain. With the help of the real dragon's strong claws, they quickly dug out a not-so-shallow pit.

But then they encountered a problem: after the soft soil layer on the surface of the mountain was dug out, there was hard rock underneath, making it very difficult to dig.

In just a short while, the three baby dragons felt their claws were being rubbed raw and had to stop temporarily.

Fortunately, the cave had already taken initial shape and could be used as a place to live.

Exhausted from a whole night's work, the three baby dragons huddled together inside, still covering their bodies with the piled-up loose soil, as they welcomed their first dawn in their new home.

Chapter Nineteen: The Boar Man

Thor sat perched on a branch of an elm tree, his long tail tightly wrapped around the trunk, his pale golden eyes gazing down at the gentle slope below.

A half-sun hangs in the distant sky, like an orange-red fried egg, dyeing the surrounding clouds brilliantly.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a dozen or so creatures resembling wild boars were happily rolling around in the mud at the edge of the swamp.

They are boar-men, creatures that are 2 to 3 meters tall and weigh between 150 and 300 kilograms. Their obese bodies walk upright like humans, but they have a boar's head with protruding tusks on their necks.

The boar-man's body is covered with a thick layer of dark brown skin, covered with dense bristles, and beneath the skin is a thick layer of fat.

As a branch of orcs, these creatures are not very intelligent and are almost incapable of performing any magic-based classes. However, their innate strength, combined with the excellent resistance to blows brought by their thick skin and fat, still makes them half a challenge level.

With proper training, and by donning full armor and equipping them with weapons, they can become qualified heavy warriors, raising their challenge level to around 2 to 3.

After observing for a while, Thor glanced at his information below the giant wheel in his mind—the part showing his age had changed from "Hatchling" to "Strong Hatchling," and his challenge level had increased from 4 to 4+.

Ordinary boar-men were obviously not worth his attention; what he was really noticing were a few exceptionally tall creatures in this small group.

Those guys had much coarser and stiffer bristles than ordinary boarmen, with clearly defined muscle lines on their limbs, and their skin was a reddish tinge against their brownish-black skin.

They are boar-man berserkers.

Some orcs are born with berserk genes in their bloodline, allowing them to enter a berserk state without any training.

When they go berserk, their strength, speed, and stamina increase significantly, and they are impervious to pain and tireless. This state will continue until the end of the battle or until their bodies completely collapse.

If these berserkers were armed with the right heavy weapons, they could indeed pose a threat to me.

Whether the small group of wild boar people living in the wilderness recognizes metal is a question.

Thor felt this might be an opportunity. As mentioned before, his way of obtaining spiritual essence was by relying on the strong emotions that other intelligent beings generated towards him.

If we can subdue these boar-men, we will have a greater source of spiritual essence.

After all, although their intelligence is not high, only 7 points, far below the average of 10 points for normal humans, how should I put it... perhaps... they should be considered an intelligent species?

Having made up his mind, Thor immediately decided to follow his tradition as a dragon and take these boar-men as his servants.

If you can't subdue them, then annihilate them all—after all, how can you allow others to sleep soundly beside your bed?

Using the last rays of the setting sun, he spread his wide wings and glided back to the cave he had dug on the mountaintop.

At this moment, Sistana and Kalp had just woken up, their eyes half-closed and their mouths uttering indistinct mumbles.

Almost all dragons spend a lot of time sleeping during their hatchling stage. This not only accelerates physical development but also reduces energy consumption and the number of hunts, thus avoiding unnecessary dangers.

Thor had no patience to wait for the two baby dragons to wake up naturally, so he swung his claws and slammed them hard on the heads.

The intense pain caused Sistana and Calp to open their eyes wide instantly, springing up from the ground like springs and glaring angrily at Thor.

"You two stupid and lazy fools! I, as your older brother, am awake, and you dare to still be sleeping!"