Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

When they are killed, or for some unknown reason, their entire bodies will suddenly spontaneously combust, turning into a large amount of smoke and dust that resembles embers.

Skilled spellcasters managed to imprison some monsters and, through research and observation, discovered that they harbored a highly active viral curse within their bodies.

This viral curse is highly contagious and will continuously absorb energy and nutrients from the host to multiply. Once the host can no longer withstand it, it will spontaneously combust and turn to ashes.

The more powerful the host, the slower the process; the weaker the host, the faster the process. And so far, no organism has been found that can withstand the erosion of the viral curse indefinitely.

It seems that all we need to do is guard the city and wait for the monsters to die out naturally, and the crisis will be over.

But by then, all life in nature will probably be extinct, and without food, they will ultimately face certain death.

Faced with this enormous crisis, the war between the Red Emperor and the Santalinist Church seemed utterly insignificant.

Almost all the powerful figures in the North were mobilized, frantically searching for the source of this calamity and a solution.

The Druid societies, nestled in the towering mountains, mobilized all their members in an effort to quell this terrible natural disaster.

But their numbers were ultimately too few, a drop in the ocean compared to the widespread disaster.

Seeing that the entire northern lands were about to fall into an abyss of no return, the true rulers of this world—the gods—had no choice but to react.

Chapter 343 Meeting

In the heart of the North, the oaks of Lyon rise from the earth like towering trees, their gnarled branches intertwining to form a natural dome. The entire temple is unobstructed by brick or stone walls; the roots of thousands of oak trees intertwine underground, tightly binding this forest into a unified whole.

On this day, a deep, thunderous roar suddenly came from the depths of the earth, and countless thick tree roots burst out of the soil, stretching across the forest like thousands of giant pythons, intertwining layer upon layer to form an impenetrable and solid barrier.

Pale green, glowing runes slowly emerged from the surface of the tree trunk. These were the divine marks of Sylvanas, the father of oak trees, spreading out layer upon layer, forcefully blocking the dark, corrosive miasma that was drifting towards the forest.

The circular stone circle beneath the main oak tree suddenly shone brightly, and the archdruid on duty abruptly knelt on one knee, slamming his oak staff heavily into the ground.

An invisible divine oracle pierced the mind, and the wrath of the Lord of the Wilderness transformed into a howling gale that swept across the land.

The sound of horns echoed through the forest, and druids clad in animal skins and wearing leaf crowns poured out from treehouses and tree holes everywhere. The giant bears, winter wolves, and forest deer in the forest all became restless, bowing their heads to listen to the will of the gods.

"A plague has ravaged the wilderness, defying the natural cycle! By the command of the Father of Oaks, we march forth in full force!"

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High Forest - Sacred Oak Altar

The vast and boundless High Forest is a solid natural barrier for the North, and the sacred oak altars scattered among the forests are the first to detect the abnormal ecological collapse.

Once the lush green vegetation comes into contact with the Mad Dragon virus, it will quickly turn yellow, twist, and wither. The birds and beasts in the forest will let out frenzied roars, and their bodies will become deformed uncontrollably.

The next moment, the ancient sacred oaks at the center of each altar simultaneously lit up with a bright green light, their thick branches stretching outwards and hanging down like curtains of vines, temporarily binding the diseased plants and the raging beasts.

A rich life force flowed continuously from the tree trunk, suppressing the corrosive power within the black mist.

Tree spirits emerged from the trees, their translucent bodies surrounded by the spiritual light of the vegetation. They wandered through the dense forest, softly chanting ancient songs of nature.

Wherever the song reached, the crimson in the eyes of the raging creatures gradually faded, and their restless ferocity was slowly calmed.

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Silvermoon City Suburbs - Green Leaf Temple

The Green Leaf Temple outside Silvermoon City is a sacred place shared by Sylvanas and the Forest Lady Milich. Green vines entwine the wooden beams, and the courtyard is planted with various flowers and trees. It has always been a peaceful and serene place.

As the dark miasma drifted to the outskirts of the city, the two statues of the gods enshrined in the temple simultaneously lit up with a dazzling light.

The oak statue of Sylvanas emitted a thick, steady green light, deeply rooted in the earth, forming a protective barrier that enveloped the entire temple and extended outwards, completely isolating the rampant virus from the outside; the statue of Milich exuded a soft silver glow, soothing the frightened livestock and civilians around it.

The three sacred sites echoed each other, and the deities of nature were the first to react, continuously unleashing vast divine power to prevent the disaster from spreading further.

The serene holy light slowly spread, and even the symptoms of some infected creatures were temporarily suppressed, preventing them from worsening.

However, this was ultimately only a temporary solution, not a permanent one. As a result, many priests listened to the divine call under the holy statue and learned about the cause of all this—an evil dragon born from a corpse, a walking natural disaster, and the Red Emperor's "eldest son".

When this news spread, many powerful figures in the North were taken aback.

They were naturally very familiar with the Red Emperor, the most active red dragon in the entire North, but they had never heard that he had a mate.

Moreover, given the red dragon's true age, it shouldn't be able to reproduce yet, so where did this so-called eldest son come from?

However, the guidance of the gods is ultimately correct. A large number of powerful individuals and priests took action and soon discovered the evil dragon that had caused the calamity.

The black mist constantly emanating from its body, along with the wings on its back that resemble giant claws, are enough to leave a lasting impression at first glance.

Faced with such a monstrous beast that threatens the world, there was no need for further words; numerous powerful individuals immediately swarmed forward.

Unexpectedly, this so-called eldest son of the Red Emperor, although only recently born, possessed immense strength.

He also inherited a portion of the Sky Comet Dragon's flight ability from Thor, and seeing that the situation was not right, intense flames suddenly erupted from his wings.

This made him, while not as fast as Thor, far surpass the speed of an ordinary dragon, allowing him to quickly leave all his pursuers behind.

To prevent anyone from using teleportation to ambush them, they frequently changed direction, displaying extreme cunning.

By the time the news reached Thor, the entire Raven Fortress had already fallen to his legions, and a large number of creatures were busy clearing away the damaged wreckage and transforming it into a new stronghold.

He was not at all surprised by the commotion caused by the newborn. No one knew better than him just how much damage a Black Devouring Dragon could do to the ecosystem.

Especially when this Black Eclipse Dragon also inherited some of the advantages of the Red Dragon and other monsters, the mad dragon virus it emitted was like a biohazard enhanced by magic.

If Thor wanted to, he could even unleash a larger plague, enough to infect the entire world.

However, doing so would not only attract many powerful enemies, but even the gods would personally intervene, which would be too dangerous and not worth the risk.

Thor was somewhat disdainful of the outside world's claim that he was the eldest son. In his view, his offspring should at least possess forbidden power.

This newborn is, at best, just a slightly special member of the family.

However, despite his disdain, Thor did not mean he would stand by and watch him be surrounded and killed.

As the enormous red dragon spread its wings that blotted out the sky, crimson dragon energy spewed out, instantly transforming into a shooting star that shot into the heavens in broad daylight.

A mysterious connection allowed Thor to easily pinpoint the newborn's location; at speeds exceeding Mach 10, even the greatest distance was covered in an instant.

He soon saw the streak of fire hurtling through the air, and the trails of magical light chasing closely behind.

When the dazzling meteor appeared in the sky, it naturally attracted the attention of the newly born ancient dragon and many powerful figures from the north.

They all stopped in their tracks, and the newly born ancient dragon looked at Thor's magnificent figure in the distance, its eyes naturally revealing awe and affection.

He cautiously moved forward, but seemed hesitant, perhaps afraid of offending Saul by getting too close.

Thor scrutinized the newborn ancient dragon with his molten gold pupils, which were almost entirely marked by the characteristics of the Black Eclipse Dragon.

Does this mean that, given enough time to grow, he can undergo another transformation?

Thor then turned his gaze to the powerful figures from the North in the distance and found that there were quite a few familiar faces among them.

Chapter 344 Encirclement and Slaughter

"We meet again, you insects! Who gave you the audacity to hunt down my men!"

A loud roar erupted from Thor's thick chest, compressing the surrounding air and spreading outwards like a surging wave.

Several powerful figures from the North, whose magical shields were crackling under the impact of the sound, suddenly narrowed their eyes upon hearing the noise, and a surge of intense anger rose in their hearts.

A high druid, clad in animal skins and wearing a leaf crown, immediately stepped out from the crowd and shouted angrily.

"You vile dragons, look at the sins you have committed! Burning forests, spreading plagues, countless lives lost because of you! And yet you dare to question us!"

Today, I will represent the will of nature to utterly annihilate you evil dragons and eliminate any future threat!

The indignant voice contained boundless rage, and the surrounding world seemed to resonate with it.

Tiny green fluorescent lights gathered from the earth below and continuously flowed into the body of the great druid; it was the life force of nature from the plants.

Thor merely glanced at him indifferently before disdainfully looking away.

In the eyes of orthodox, powerful spellcasters, the Druid class often leans more towards the use of shapeshifting, plants, and natural elements.

These abilities are not weak, but most of them are simple and unadorned, lacking the extraordinary magical effects possessed by high-level spellcasters such as arcane mages or archmages.

In other words, the numbers may be sufficient, but the mechanism is not prominent enough.

However, for a powerful dragon like Thor, even the highest stats of ordinary creatures are hard to compare with.

The legendary druid's so-called behemoth transformation was nothing more than a weak beast in his eyes. In fact, due to its enormous size, it was not as able to withstand attacks as a rogue or ranger, who could rely on their agility to last a moment longer.

"Something that could be crushed with one claw dares to spout nonsense in front of me! I think you're tired of living!"

Thor uttered a disdainful sound, his thermonuclear organs began to function, his magic surged, and the scales around his body shone with a dazzling light.

"And you lot, a bunch of clueless idiots! Now that you've seen me, get out of here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of magical light flashed across the underestimated Grand Druid's body, and his height, which was originally only about 1.8 meters, began to expand rapidly.

His bones groaned, and his flesh writhed and stretched like flowing water, with rough lines spreading across his skin.

Its limbs swelled and lengthened, its knuckles transforming into sharp dragon claws, covered with layers of hard, dark green scales. Towering bony spines rose from its back, and enormous membranous wings tore through the air, spreading out from its shoulders and back.

The head slowly transformed, the human face disappeared, and in its place was the long and majestic head of a dragon, with golden-green vertical pupils opening, the eyes reflecting the tranquility and majesty of the forest.

Its tail, extending several meters long, swept across the area, scattering the surrounding clouds.

In the blink of an eye, the original Archdruid had transformed into an Emerald Dragon, its aura seemingly blending into the forest, each scale brimming with natural vitality.

This was the powerful shapeshifting spell wielded by the legendary druid, which transformed him directly into an ancient green dragon. Not only was the appearance completely identical, but even the dragon's breath and various magical abilities were exactly the same.

His hatred for those who destroy nature made him unwilling to waste any more words with the dragons before him. He let out a loud roar, flapped his wings, and pounced.

Seeing this, the other powerful figures from the North quickly followed suit, with flashes of magical light constantly rising and landing on the Archdruid, transforming into various powerful enhancements.

In the blink of an eye, the green dragon transformed from the druid darted in front of Thor like a giant python, its slightly flat mouth opening to reveal sharp fangs, and it viciously bit at his throat.

Faced with such an overconfident act, Thor naturally showed no mercy, extending his large hand forward and slamming it down with overwhelming force.

The various monster templates he possesses not only grant him incredible flight speed and strength, but also top-tier neural reaction speed.

Before the venomous fangs could even touch it, the enormous claws had already struck first, landing on the green dragon's dark green scales.

Its claws, shimmering with dreamlike iridescent colors and jet-black lightning, easily tore through layers of magical shields. The ancient dragon's tough scales were as fragile as plastic film in its presence.

boom!!

A heavy thud resounded as the nearly forty-meter-long green dragon was sent flying by the slap, its neck to its chest and abdomen torn open, leaving a huge, gaping wound.

"careful!"

"His physical body is too strong. Don't get close. Use ranged attacks!"

In the next instant, two dazzling silver flames pierced through like sharp swords, leaving bright streaks of light in mid-air.

A chilling aura erupted from the clouds, like diamond dust, threatening to plunge everything into an ice age.

Furthermore, a long, golden dragon tail emerged from nowhere, its surface shrouded in a hazy, brownish-yellow halo. With a mere twitch of its immense, overwhelming power, even space itself distorted like ripples on water.

The Mad Dragon Virus spread by the Black Dragon is extremely harmful to natural life, even more terrifying than a demon invasion.

Therefore, its existence undoubtedly provoked widespread anger. Not only did all the druids of the Natural Order mobilize, but humans, elves, and even the self-righteous metal dragons also took action, vowing to destroy it.

Faced with this overwhelming and terrifying attack, Thor revealed a maniacal grin, and with a roar that shook the heavens, he opened his mouth and spat forward.

The extreme heat energy and high-energy particle beams generated by the thermonuclear organ, mixed with the vast magic and dragon attribute energy, transformed into a pillar of light that was black on the inside and red on the outside, with a dreamy iridescent surface, and gushed out from the thick throat.

The biting cold current that rushed towards us, like a celestial river pouring down, was instantly evaporated by its high temperature, turning into white water vapor that blotted out the sky.

The two divinely bestowed silver flames were also rapidly weakening as they were constantly being worn down, and by the time they reached Thor, their power had been greatly reduced.

Only the golden dragon tail, seemingly emerging from the void, skillfully avoided the direct breath attack and struck his shoulder heavily.

Even Thor's massive size couldn't ignore that immense force; he was struck like a meteor and crashed heavily onto the ground below.

Dust billowed into the sky, and scattered gravel flew like cannonballs.

The massive red dragon shook its head violently, dispelling the dizziness in its mind. It glanced at its shoulders and back and saw that large patches of its scales were twisted and deformed.

The ancient golden dragon, combined with the divine artifact Crown of the Mountain, indeed unleashes for formidable power.

The next moment, raging flames erupted from Thor's body, and the terrifying heat caused the scales on his body to quickly turn red and soften, constantly repairing themselves as if they were alive.