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But the red dragon named Baragas has not yet appeared, which means that he is not in this nest at the moment.

This discovery brought a slight pang of disappointment to Thor's heart, but that was all. Since Baragas wasn't there, he would first plunder his wealth, and then destroy this lair.

As Thor's body descended from the sky, the evil creatures that had been peeking out from the various caves were instantly terrified, turning and fleeing, scrambling back into the depths.

A layer of dreamlike iridescent light shone on the golden-red scales, radiating a dazzling brilliance.

The endless light and heat scorched the surrounding rock walls, the soil was baked black, and the rocks melted under the high temperature, turning into a red liquid that dripped like syrup.

The scalding droplet instantly triggered the traps in the cave, causing a burst of multicolored magical light, and poisoned arrows and spears were also sprayed out, attacking from all directions.

Faced with these dense attacks, Thor didn't even bother to dodge.

The moment any magic touched the iridescent light on his body, it vanished without a trace, like a mud ox sinking into the sea; sharp arrows and short spears struck his scales with a dense, crisp sound like raindrops, yet not even a trace of white remained.

He plunged down relentlessly until he landed heavily on a charred dragon skeleton. His heavy weight crushed the skeleton, shattering it into bone fragments and debris scattered all over the ground.

This kick seemed to have triggered a mechanism, and the surrounding fire elements immediately erupted.

Strands of crimson tassels quickly gathered above the crater, instantly coalescing into a fiery red cloud.

The dense fire element gathered more and more, like water vapor condensing into rain in the clouds. First, a fireball the size of a fist fell from the clouds, followed by a dense rain of fire meteors that swept down from the sky.

Unfortunately, this level of magic was also unable to penetrate Thor's magic resistance, not to mention that as a red dragon, he was born with near-immunity to fire.

But the repeated traps and attacks eventually annoyed him. He suddenly raised his majestic head and opened his mouth to inhale.

The power of fire was subtly manipulated, firmly controlling the fire element in the sky within its claws. The torrential rain of meteors was instantly drawn in by an invisible suction force, along with the crimson cloud, and poured into its ferocious maw.

This powerful magic, enough to destroy a small town, was swallowed whole by Thor, with only a few scorching sparks escaping from his nostrils.

The next moment, with his keen control over the elements, he directly locked onto the location where the meteor shower would start. His long, blade-like tail lashed out, and the earth and rocks in front of him cracked open.

A long, narrow crack stretched out, almost piercing through the entire side of the volcano.

A jet-black staff emerged from the crack, its entire body seemingly carved from obsidian, its surface covered with lava-like patterns, and at its top was a gathered brazier, within which burned an inextinguishable flame.

Thor's keen sense of wealth allowed him to immediately recognize it as a powerful staff. Although it might be of little use to him, he still unceremoniously pocketed it.

Then, he stomped down hard, and an invisible shockwave spread outwards along the earth.

Hidden caves appeared in Thor's perception, and some treasures protected by powerful magic even emitted dazzling magical light.

These things might fool ordinary adventurers, but they have no place in front of Thor, who holds the power over the land.

The next instant, the ground beneath his feet rippled like water, gradually engulfing his massive body.

An invisible magical barrier stood in front, but it was forcibly torn apart by the giant claws wreathed in dreamy rainbows and jet-black lightning, and could not form an effective obstacle at all.

Although this brute-force method would destroy some of his wealth, Thor didn't care and simply plundered all valuable items around him.

As for the kobolds, orcs, and dragonborn who were acting as guards, they had already scattered and fled in terror under the terrifying aura emanating from Thor, and dared not step forward to stop him.

So when the enormous red dragon re-emerged from the ground, it looted almost all the valuable items below.

Looking at the desolate scene around him, Thor was not satisfied. He leaped into the air, his mouth splitting into a ferocious grin.

The enormous red dragon began to inhale deeply, and the endless airflow formed a swirling tornado at the tip of its nostrils.

The golden-red scales were stretched open slightly, revealing a dazzling red light beneath.

The next moment, as Thor opened his mouth and spat out, a beam of orange-red light suddenly shot out and pierced deep into the earth at the center of the volcano.

The molten power, forged from fire and earth, was fully mobilized at this moment, and the magma deep underground began to cheer and respond to the monarch's call.

After a long period of silence, Yanding Peak suddenly came alive again.

The entire mountain trembled slightly, and spiderweb-like cracks spread across the ground, with magma continuously gushing out and surging like waves.

The numerous caves in the rock wall were quickly filled with lava. One after another, evil creatures screamed in terror, but before they could react, the lava slammed down on them.

Those intricate underground tunnels and those dangerous and bizarre deadly traps were all swallowed up by the scorching heat at this moment.

The molten lava almost filled the entire interior of the volcano, making it look like a piece of black hard candy with orange-red syrup in the middle when viewed from a distance.

Only then did Thor, satisfied, flap his wings and fly off to another location.

After a long while, a thunderous roar suddenly came from the horizon, and a huge red dragon was frantically flapping its wings, rushing from afar.

Previously, Baragas was inspecting the other side of the earth when a sudden, ominous premonition arose in his heart.

Immediately afterwards, he sensed that the warning magic left in the nest on Smoke Peak Mountain had been triggered, and he quickly turned around and rushed back.

However, not all red dragons possess the incredible speed of Thor's flight; by the time he returned, Thor was already gone.

Baragas hovered over the western spur of the Troll Mountains, unable to find the familiar lair for a moment.

It took him a while to realize that the huge, solid basalt mountain that was still steaming was the former Yanding Mountain.

His lair was not only invaded, but completely filled in and wiped out of the world.

This discovery instantly enraged Baragas, who roared wildly and flew erratically through the sky, spewing out torrents of dragon breath and indiscriminately venting his fury upon those around him.

Just then, a slight magical fluctuation suddenly caught his attention. His ferocious head snapped to the side, looking towards a hidden thicket of trees.

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Chapter 314 Mansong

The enraged red dragon locked its gaze on the grove of trees pulsating with magical energy. Without a second thought, it took a deep breath and unleashed a torrent of scorching dragon breath.

The raging flames surged forth like a pillar supporting the sky, turning everything in their path into scorched earth. Even giant trees that would take several people to encircle collapsed after only a short while.

However, amidst this sea of ​​fire, an orange-red magical barrier suddenly lit up, stubbornly resisting the onslaught of flames.

Through the semi-transparent light screen, one could clearly see a group of spellcasters standing inside, their bodies radiating a dark aura.

The leader was wearing a hooded black robe, and a silver mask covered half of his bare face. On his left hand, hanging at his side, an antique ring was faintly gleaming.

The moment he saw who it was, Baragas, who was already burning with rage, felt as if a bucket of boiling oil had been poured on him. The thorns on his back bristled, his mouth opened wide, revealing sharp, white fangs, and he roared, word by word.

"It's you damned thieves again! I haven't even settled old scores with you yet, and you dare to break into my lair this time? You're practically asking for death!"

Before the words were even finished, the enormous ancient red dragon swooped down like an arrow released from a bow, its body like a small mountain, crashing down with overwhelming force.

Faced with the enraged red dragon, these spellcasters did not choose to confront it head-on—or rather, in this world, most creatures would not be foolish enough to fight a behemoth like a true dragon head-on.

The black-robed mage leading the group raised his hand and waved it. A wave of light flashed, and he and the mage group behind him instantly disappeared from their original spot. When they reappeared, the surroundings were already filled with their figures.

This is a mirror image spell, a high-level illusion. In theory, such a trick should be hard to hide from the ancient red dragon's senses, but due to the caster's formidable strength, Baragas was unable to discern the true location for a time.

Faced with this situation, the powerful red dragon had its own way of dealing with it. With a dragon roar that resounded through the sky, the surrounding fire elements instantly surged violently.

The endless flames, centered on the red dragon, swept wildly outwards, like a giant thermobaric bomb suddenly exploding, turning the surrounding area for several kilometers into a raging sea of ​​fire.

The vegetation crackled and burned in the sea of ​​fire, and the rocks popped and crackled from the intense heat.

The countless illusory images were instantly burned away, leaving only a figure draped in a black robe, who stood quietly in the same spot.

Manson inwardly cursed his bad luck. He had hoped to take advantage of the infighting between the two red dragons and seize the opportunity to control one of them with magic. However, by the time he had made all the necessary preparations and led the mage group to the scene, the red dragon named Thor had already left, and he had been caught red-handed by Baragas.

As the founder of the Zantariim Order, this evil and ambitious man had previously sent his men to infiltrate Baragath's lair to steal, intending to use this opportunity to lure the red dragon into a pre-set trap.

At that time, Mansong controlled more than a dozen Elder Eyes, intending to use the powerful mental strength of these Eye Demons to bring the red dragon under his mental control.

However, Baragas was far more vigilant than an ordinary red dragon and managed to escape, thwarting his plan.

Since then, the two have harbored a grudge. Their reunion now is like enemies meeting again, their eyes blazing with hatred.

The composure essential for a powerful spellcaster made Manson unwilling to engage in a pointless battle. After dodging Baragas's fiery breath once more, he spoke in a hoarse voice.

"You've got the wrong person, you idiot! Instead of wasting your time getting angry here, go check out your other dens."

That red dragon is incredibly fast. If you delay any longer, you might lose all your nests and treasure.

Baragas's expression instantly shifted from fury to gloom, a change so swift it was almost as if he had a split personality.

He stopped his pointless attacks. As "old friends" who had dealt with each other many times, they were well aware of each other's methods, and he knew that doing so was futile.

Top-tier experts, especially spellcasters, often possess extremely powerful means of self-preservation. If the opponent wanted to leave, it would only be a matter of teleportation; he might not even be able to confirm whether what he was seeing was the real person.

At this moment, what Balagas was really concerned about was the tone of the other party's words. That familiar attitude clearly indicated that the other party knew everything about the culprit who destroyed his lair.

"Which red dragon? Before the great Baragas, they are nothing but inferior reptiles!"

"Tell me! Where is he? I'll tear him apart alive!"

Manson chuckled softly upon hearing this, clearly dismissing Baragas's words with disdain.

Information about Thor flashed through his mind. Regardless of his strength, his terrifying growth rate and flight speed alone were enough to make one's heart tremble.

That speed of traversing several kilometers in the blink of an eye is beyond the capabilities of ordinary creatures. It's probably faster than the flight speed of most spells!

Moreover, that red dragon was not even fifty years old, which would be considered excessively young even among humans, yet its strength was...

As an evil spellcaster who aspires to rule the world with the power of true dragons, Thor's existence has long been coveted by Manson.

If we could control it, that would be ideal. Even if we couldn't, as long as we could collect a little blood and combine it with our own cloning magic...

He had been secretly plotting this for a while, but he hadn't had the right opportunity. Now, the appearance of Baragas gave him a chance to take advantage of the situation.

"The New King of the Wilderness, the Crimson Tyrant, the Red Emperor, the Great Dragon Lord..."

That red dragon has many names, but we usually call him Thor Heliozog, and he dwells in the highest volcano in the wilderness.

He had previously gathered intelligence on you through his subordinates, clearly dissatisfied with your arrogant behavior.

If nothing unexpected happens, he should be on his way to your lair in Dragon Spring right now.

Manson's words were calm, but they enraged Baragas.

How dare a red dragon call himself emperor and dragon lord in front of him! He must tear this guy's wings apart and turn him into a complete reptile!

Finally, Baragas gave Manson a deep look with his eyes, which were like boulders of lava, then flapped his wings and soared into the sky, disappearing into the clouds high above.

The black-robed spellcaster silently watched the direction he had left in until the enormous figure had completely disappeared, then reached into his robes with his pale right hand and pulled out a pale purple crystal ball.

The surface of this fist-sized sphere is covered with dense inscriptions, and magical light flows across it, forming a sealed barrier.

In the very center of the crystal ball, a dark spot of light alternates between light and darkness, like breathing.

"The power of the mad dragon... how exactly do we get the infected creatures to break free from the influence of that red dragon?"

Chapter 315 Brown Dragon

Distance is no longer a major obstacle for a powerful figure like Thor. As long as he sets his mind on something, he can soon reach any corner of the world.

At this moment, he had already descended to the Progi Mountains within the territory of Tesel and found the lair known as the "Dragon Spring" or "Dragon Well".

Perhaps because Baragas rarely stays here and prefers to wander around, this is also a dormant extinct volcano.

The once scorching hot magma has long since subsided, but the residual heat that has not yet completely dissipated has caused rainwater to accumulate in some low-lying areas, forming natural hot springs that continuously emit wisps of white steam.

At the base of the volcano, Thor saw a vast plaza, the ground covered with layers upon layers of white bones.

The vast majority of them belong to the dragon family, ranging from young dragons to ancient dragons, with five-colored dragons being the most numerous. Metal dragons are relatively rare, and interspersed among them are the remains of some humanoid creatures and rusted equipment.

The layout was exactly the same as that of the summit, which made Solton feel somewhat disdainful.

Only mindless beasts would pile up the carcasses of their prey in their dens to demonstrate their power.

Those white dragons were keen on doing this kind of thing, and it was unexpected that Baragas, a red dragon, also had such habits. Therefore, Thor couldn't help but seriously doubt the purity of his bloodline.

At this moment, some humanoid creatures wearing dark robes, cloaks cut into the shape of dragon wings, and cuffs embroidered with red scales were moving around in this plaza of bones.

When they saw the crimson dragon transformed from the red meteor, their eyes first flashed with surprise and uncertainty, then turned into deep fanaticism, and they all knelt down to worship Thor.

A surge of intense emotion rose within Thor, which was absorbed by the wheel in his mind, causing a barely perceptible fluctuation in the remaining essence below.