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This intense sense of crisis, like a thorn in their side, made them dare not linger. After confirming that the anomaly in the magic network was caused by the red dragon falling into a deep sleep, they hurriedly left.

Before long, news of the Red Emperor's slumber spread throughout the entire North, and some opportunists and ambitious individuals hiding in the shadows immediately became restless.

Far from the doomsday volcano, in the desolate borderlands, amidst nameless low hills, dense primeval forests, loess dunes, and the dark depths of the earth, numerous colossal creatures lurk.

They were all evil dragons drawn by the Red Emperor's enormous wealth, but they dared not show themselves easily because they were afraid of Thor's great power.

When news of the Red Emperor's slumber reached their ears, they immediately thought the time had come and began to take action without hesitation.

I have something to do today, I'll make up for it tomorrow.

As the title says, I'm really sorry.

Chapter 368 The Covetousness of the Evil Dragon

The Red Emperor's wealth was already renowned throughout the North, and a single glance at the golden disc hanging high in the sky was enough to drive any evil dragon mad with envy.

Older dragons who have lived for a long time can barely suppress their greed, but younger dragons do not have such strong self-control.

They didn't expect to be able to take the entire golden disc with them; they just wanted to take advantage of Thor's slumber to plunder it.

Then they immediately left this continent, or even hid in other planes, never to return.

Upon hearing the news of Thor's slumber, one evil dragon after another began to menacingly approach Mount Doom.

They weren't foolish enough to rush in and seize it by force; instead, they all dispatched their men to gather intelligence first.

The older dragons, however, set their sights on these younger brethren, intending to use them as mine-clearing soldiers to test the defenses within the Red Emperor's territory.

If these young lads manage to succeed by sheer luck, he can then seize the opportunity to snatch it from them.

This is much easier and safer than directly robbing the Red Emperor's wealth.

However, their supposedly covert actions were quickly exposed to the Darkin under Thor's command.

The thermophilic bacteria that are rooted in the Doomsday Volcano have been multiplying and spreading for decades. Although they have not yet completely covered the entire territory, the surrounding areas of the Doomsday Volcano are all within their monitoring range.

Any unfamiliar creature that sets foot in the Crimson City will attract the attention of the mycelium network, and any movement toward the Doomsday Volcano will be given special attention.

Before they could even make a move, the sneaky goblins, orcs, and lizardmen and their minions vanished silently into the shadows of the city.

When they reappeared, they were in a gloomy dungeon half-submerged in water.

A black dragon, resembling a skeletal skeleton, swam out of the water, its long tail swishing. A cruel smile graced its狰狞 (zhengning - ferocious/hideous) face, and its pupils were filled with intense malice.

If the red dragon is an arrogant tyrant, the blue dragon is a hypocritical schemer, the green dragon is a treacherous conspirator, and the white dragon is a primitive and savage beast, then the black dragon is absolutely a cruel and twisted executioner.

They are born masters of tormenting living beings. More than half of the dragon heritage in their minds consists of how to make other creatures suffer in order to please themselves.

With just a few tricks, the captured evil creatures revealed all the secrets in their minds, completely exposing the evil dragon master behind them.

When the news reached the Darkin, they dared not make a decision on their own, for the great Dragon Lord was still asleep.

The group simply strengthened the defenses of their territory once again, while also dispatching a portion of their elite forces to follow the trail and search for the hiding places of those evil dragons.

Standing at just three meters tall, Verina, who appears quite petite, spread her wide wings and soared through the air. Her skirt, composed of soft, feathery scales, fluttered in the wind like a flower dancing in the breeze.

Several tall Darkin, wielding spears and heavy axes, followed solemnly behind her. Accompanied by the howling wind, the group soon arrived above a low mountain.

Frequent geological activity in ancient times has resulted in a landscape dotted with mountains of all sizes, such as the hilly area in front of us, which consists of more than a dozen low mountains.

The Darkin, standing high in the sky, had sharp eyes and quickly locked onto the highest peak with just a quick scan.

True dragons are born with their own magical field, a power that can alter their surroundings, bringing both benefits and drawbacks.

The advantage is that it can modify the environment to form its own nest field, which can not only help itself grow, but also better resist the invasion of external enemies.

The downside is that it easily reveals one's location. The magical fluctuations that are different from those in the ordinary environment can be detected from a great distance by anyone with keen senses.

The hill in front of us is just like that. The surrounding area should be lush and green, but the vegetation here is inexplicably dry and yellow, forming a stark contrast with the verdant hills around us, making it seem out of place.

Four towering Darkin figures stood in four directions, crashing down to the ground like giants descending to earth.

The petite Verina stood in the center of the group, her slender white fingers slowly opening, and four-colored magical elements immediately flowed and flashed in her palm.

As one of the few spellcasters among Thor's Darkin, her talent is undoubtedly outstanding. She not only inherited the energy absorption and conversion abilities of the Chainblade Dragon, but also possesses a portion of the Rainbow Bloodline.

The four basic magical elements in the surrounding environment quickly merged and blended in Verina's palm, coalescing into a chaotic, dark purple sphere of light. With a dazzling flash of light, the sphere transformed into a thick pillar of light, crashing down upon the surrounding area.

The hilltop was almost instantly leveled, with mud and rocks flying everywhere and billowing dust rising into the sky.

An angry dragon roar suddenly rang out, and a crimson dragon shadow broke through the dust and smoke, charging fiercely towards one of the Darkborn guarding the four sides.

This is a red dragon that is nearly twenty meters long. It has already reached adulthood. Its massive body and powerful breath control make it a formidable force in this world.

The force of his full-speed charge was comparable to that of a large trailer truck fully loaded with cargo. Facing this impact, the Darkin remained calm, gripping his greatsword tightly with both hands, and cleaved down at the red dragon's ferocious head.

boom!!

Like the resounding crash of a massive slamming hammer, a visible circular shockwave rippled through the surrounding dust.

The giant sword, forged from sparrow stone mixed with gold essence and flame iron, and further enhanced with various rare metals, is sharp enough to pierce through the scales of ordinary dragons and even shatter their skulls.

At the critical moment, the red dragon suddenly turned its head and used its tough horns to meet the sword's edge head-on.

Brilliant sparks and black fragments flew everywhere. The enormous impact sent the Darkin who was blocking his way flying, while the fleeing Red Dragon was also stunned and its swift charge was abruptly cut off.

The next moment, the remaining Darkin swarmed forward and swung their heavy weapons down.

Under the relentless blows of these powerful spears and axes, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, even the adult red dragon's scales, comparable to magical plate armor, could not withstand the onslaught, and its body surface was instantly torn open with huge wounds.

Crimson dragon scale fragments mixed with scalding blood gushed out, and the intense pain made him unable to help but throw his head back and roar.

However, before he could launch a counterattack, several silver chains descended from the sky, winding and coiling around his body like silver snakes, before suddenly tightening.

In an instant, the red dragon felt its magic power drain away rapidly. The intense weakness caused by the loss of magic power made it unable to even stand.

The Darkin's next wave of attacks followed at that moment. With a heavy blow landing on his head, the red dragon's vision went black, and the entire world was plunged into darkness.

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In a single encounter, this red dragon, capable of wreaking havoc on the region, was severely wounded and on the verge of death under the combined attack of several Darkborn, completely losing the ability to struggle and resist.

Verina gently shook the golden jar she was holding in her left hand, and a handful of yellow sand spun out of it, transforming into a tall earth behemoth upon landing.

She pointed to the fallen red dragon and spoke.

“Take him back to Mount Doom, imprison him, and wait for the great Dragon Lord to awaken before deciding his fate.”

Chapter 369 Divine Incarnation

The battle with the red dragon ended so quickly that before the news could spread, Verina and her companions had already arrived at the next location.

This time, they faced a green dragon hiding in the forest, and the outcome of the battle was no exception: Verina and her companions easily captured it.

Then there was the black dragon dwelling in the stagnant pool, and the blue dragon burying itself under the yellow sand and Gobi Desert.

These guys, who had just entered their youth or adulthood and hadn't yet made a name for themselves in the world, were all captured by Verina and her group, except for a few who had the keen intuition to escape in advance.

Then, they were fitted with dragon-suppressing nails, their spines, limbs, and mouths were bound with chains, and they were imprisoned in a heavily guarded dungeon.

The reason they were spared was solely because of their status as true dragons; a decision would be made after the great Dragon Lord awakens.

This rapid reaction and the combat power it displayed immediately made the creatures still hiding in the shadows wary.

They hadn't expected that even after the Red Emperor fell into slumber, his legions still possessed such terrifying strength. Moreover, only a very small portion of them actually made a move; the two legendary metal dragons, however, remained completely still.

This makes them afraid to show their faces easily. If they don't get any benefits but are instead resented, they will suffer a great loss.

Some, seeing that things were hopeless, had already begun to retreat, while only the most greedy ones remained relentlessly searching for an opportunity.

Some astute individuals, however, sought to seize the opportunity to instigate a war between the Red Emperor and other forces, hoping to lure the enemy away and weaken the defenses around Mount Doom.

Unfortunately, in the North today, everyone knows the Red Emperor's vengeful nature. How dare anyone easily provoke him?

Similarly, there are also devout believers with various motives who communicate with their gods, hoping to kill the Red Emperor while he is asleep.

However, due to the agreement between the supreme god and all the gods, it is difficult for the gods to directly interfere with what happens in the prime material plane. They can only send down their divine power or incarnations through believers.

These divine powers or incarnations would be greatly restricted and diluted after falling into the prime material plane. Leaving aside whether they could kill that powerful red dragon, they themselves would be in danger of annihilation.

After all, almost every god has enemies, and countless eyes covet the divine office they hold.

Once an opportunity arises to weaken an opponent, probably no god would let it pass.

The situation strangely calmed down for a time, and it was at this moment that the second ship at Jinghu Shipyard was launched.

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What happened on land did not affect the creatures in the sea.

The battle between the goblins and the sava murlocs continued, and later some kobolds and orcs joined in.

As creatures with a trace of dragon blood flowing through their veins, kobolds are undoubtedly the most likely to evolve among all of Thor's creatures infected with the curse of the mad dragon.

When Thor was still a pure red dragon with only fire and earth attributes, those kobolds with other mixed bloodlines were naturally eliminated.

However, Thor now possessed all the elements of earth, fire, water, and wind, so he could naturally unleash the bloodlines within those kobolds that did not belong to the red dragon.

Although the attrition rate remains high, more than 90% of kobolds die from the drastic changes in their bodies.

But some exceptionally gifted individuals begin to shed their mottled scales and transform into pure white scales.

The ocean, a place rich in water elements, played a significant guiding role in this process, resulting in the emergence of some black-scaled and white-scaled dragon-veined kobolds.

They are smaller than the Crimson Scale Dragonkin, and are also slightly inferior in strength, speed, and physique.

But as dragonborn, they are certainly stronger than ordinary creatures, and they have also awakened spells such as acid arrows and ice arrows.

These techniques often prove highly effective in naval battles. A single shot of strong acid can pollute a large area of ​​water. Even if diluted, it cannot corrode the tough keratinous scales of the Sawa fishmen, but it can still damage their fragile eyes and gills, which can be fatal.

The Frostbolt is less effective, but it can still easily kill the hit Sakamura.

After the second ship was launched, the battle between the two sides immediately entered a fierce stage.

To deal with the enormous dragon turtle, the goblins this time asked the dwarves to forge some high-value items for them.

These bombs, each weighing tens of kilograms, were filled with gunpowder, dust formed from dried and ground nitrifying bacteria, and a small amount of fire element condensed from Thor.

Once detonated underwater, the resulting shockwave will cover an area of ​​several kilometers, and even the tough-skinned dragon turtle will be injured by the shock.

In addition, there were countless other small bombs of all kinds, and artillery, which was not very technologically advanced, was also put into service.

In a short time, these Shahua fishmen suffered heavy casualties and even retreated, no longer daring to advance.

But they did not give up. With their super reproductive ability, the eggs they lay can become combat-ready in just two or three years after hatching and can recover quickly.

The deaths of a large number of Shahua fishmen naturally attracted the attention of their god, Serkora.

Legend has it that long ago, the shark god Sekella, after defeating a powerful enemy, sang a song of victory as he wandered through the underwater rift.

Just then, a seashell rose from the rift valley, filled with the eggs of the Shahua fish-men.

Serkora was overjoyed and took this race under his own name, spreading them throughout the ocean. Over the long period that followed, they became his primary source of faith.

As a cruel, ferocious, and insatiable beast, Therkolla often sends its avatars to hunt in the ocean and the elemental planes of water.

However, because he has no allies but many enemies, he usually does not allow his avatars to provide assistance to the Shahua fish people.

Instead, they were allowed to plunder and fight, relying on their prolific instincts to avoid extinction.

He would only send his avatar in an attack where success was assured and no other gods would interfere, and then he would gladly enjoy the sacrificial tribute from the Shahua fish-man priests.

The two large ships containing only kobolds and goblins undoubtedly belong to this category. Even if there are a few kobolds with dragon veins among them, the ocean has never belonged to the five-colored dragons.

In the endless depths of the ocean, a giant shark, over a hundred meters long and resembling a moving island, swam rapidly toward Sword Sea, flicking its long tail.