Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

However, the Gith Yankees have an ancient covenant with the Red Dragon. Living with such a domineering dragon for a long time, and under the continuous influence of the magical field around the Red Dragon, how could their bodies not change?

Many of the Gith Yankee Red Dragon Riders would become much taller, their skin would glow with a coppery sheen, their pupils would be the color of orange-red lava, and their hair would be like burning flames.

This change can even be inherited through bloodlines, and if enough time passes, the bloodline of the entire Gisyanki race may be completely contaminated.

Therefore, although the Ghis Yankees that Thor modified with the Curse of the Mad Dragon have more obvious mutated features, doesn't that just prove their strength?

With this advantage, as long as he finds an opportunity one day to eliminate the demigod lich Vyrakis, he can rightfully take over the entire Githyanki race.

However, all of that is a matter for later. At this moment, the most important thing for Thor is to find his adopted son.

A powerful sonic boom erupted from his chest, creating silver ripples across the astral plane as he roared and inquired.

“My humble servants, I am glad that you still remember your master.”

Now tell me, was there a strange red dragon that you felt a connection to, that once appeared in the astral plane, and where is it now?

As fellow sufferers of the Dragon's Curse, they would inevitably sense each other's presence. As long as the distance wasn't too great, theoretically, these Gith Yankees and the hybrid red dragon should be able to know of each other's existence.

Unfortunately, the astral realm is vast and boundless, and the chances of encountering one by chance are even slimmer than finding a needle in a haystack.

A Githyanki dragon rider looked up and respectfully replied.

“Reporting to the great Dragon Lord, we have never encountered a red dragon that we feel close to, nor have we heard of any strangely-looking red dragons appearing in the Astral Plane.”

This answer disappointed Thor somewhat, but it wasn't entirely unexpected. After all, Lady Luck wasn't on his side, so how could he possibly get the information he wanted just by asking?

Therefore, the enormous red dragon did not get angry, but simply gave a calm order.

"Then mobilize all your channels and spare no expense to inquire and search!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the astral matter that had been condensing around the fleet resumed its flow, and the Githyanki hurriedly responded loudly, preparing to pilot their starships to the nearest city.

Just then, Thor seemed to suddenly remember something and gave the order again.

"Also! Keep an eye on the divine pronouncements issued by that old bastard Tiamat, and the movements of all the other true dragons!"

The Gith Yankees in the fleet responded to the order once again, and as their star sails billowed, they gradually disappeared into the distant silver mist.

In the peculiar plane of the stars, the passage of time has long lost its meaning.

After an unknown amount of time, a Gith Yankee speedboat cut through the silver sea and arrived in front of the sleeping Red Dragon, loudly announcing its arrival.

“Great Dragon Lord, not long ago a powerful two-headed evil dragon appeared. He went to Tunarat and eventually entered the Fallen Shadow Netherworld.”

Chapter 387 Fallen Shadow Underworld

Beyond the Prime Material Plane where Thor resides, two other worlds surround him like reflections in water—the Fairy Wilderness and the Fallen Shadow Realm.

The Fallen Underworld, also known as the Shadow Dimension, is in stark contrast to the Fairy Wilderness. It is a world stripped of all color, leaving only black and white.

The place was filled with deathly silence and darkness. Even the sky was just a pitch-black dome, never showing any trace of the sun or stars.

It is like a shadow of the material plane, except that it is full of darkness and death, but in other aspects it has a striking resemblance.

A mountain peak in the material world can be found in the same location here, only it will appear more absurd and distorted; and a rock by the roadside may be reflected as a skull.

A magnificent castle here will be transformed into a dilapidated ruin or a sinister and terrifying lair of evil; a vibrant forest will become a withered and desolate graveyard.

In Thor's Dragon Legacy, this plane occupies a significant portion. Its preference for true dragons and the birth of shadow dragons have drawn considerable attention from all dragon species.

The methods for entering are even listed in the Dragon's Legacy. The simplest and most convenient way is undoubtedly to seek out those dark, lightless places, and places where negative energy and shadows gather.

For example, deep underground mines or dark tombs.

In those places, there are sometimes natural passages leading to the Shadow Realm, but remember not to bring any light source, not even a tiny ray of light, as it may cause the passage to close directly.

However, Thor doesn't need to go through such trouble. With the continuous development of his territory and the constant production of gold, he has already absorbed enough evil spellcasters into his ranks.

When they returned to the Prime Material Plane from the Astral Plane and landed in the wide plaza in front of the Crimson Flame Palace, an order was issued, and countless subordinates naturally rushed to prepare for it.

Even those who uphold goodness can demonstrate their value in the development of their territory, while those who are evil will truly lose their lives if they cannot satisfy the great dragon lord.

In order to quickly open a passage that could accommodate a behemoth like Thor to travel to the Shadowlands, the location was naturally chosen to be a dark and lightless underground place.

Decades later, Thor returned to the Underdark, only to find that the landscape had changed drastically.

The geological activity triggered by the doomsday volcano caused the collapse of many existing caves, and many new caves were created.

Nearly 80% of the underground creatures were forced to migrate en masse, engaging in fierce competition for newly formed caves with underground rivers and lava flows.

Since the strongest force in this region—the drow elves—had long been wiped out, and with only a little help from the Thor territory on the surface, the dominant forces in this dark region are now the grey dwarves and the fungus.

They were practically an entire clan serving Thor, one acting as his blacksmith and architect, the other as his apothecary and gardener.

Because of their different environmental needs, fungi that crave water and humus usually congregate in the upper and middle layers of dark areas, where dense mycelia spread from their home, dyeing everything in their path with vibrant, colorful hues.

The Grey Dwarves, on the other hand, live deeper underground, using flowing lava lakes as natural forging furnaces.

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The arrival of the great dragon lord shook the entire Underdark.

The leaders from various tribes had already knelt on both sides of the passage, offering Thor their sincerest greetings. At the very front were the representatives of the mushroom people and the gray dwarves.

However, calling them gray dwarves now seems somewhat inappropriate.

Having worked near the lava of Mount Doom for a long time, and influenced by the magic emanating from Thor and the curse of the Mad Dragon, the bodies of these gray dwarves have undergone a complete transformation.

Originally short in stature, it is now close to the size of a normal person. Its skin has a deep, dark red color, like a branding iron, and its thick hair stands up like copper wire.

Its already resilient physique becomes even more exaggerated, and it also possesses remarkable high-temperature resistance, enabling it to grab a red-hot branding iron with its bare hands and remove impurities from the molten metal.

The mushroom people on the side didn't seem to have changed much, except that there were many new varieties.

The variety of strange and wonderful mushrooms is a major feature of the Monster Hunter world, encompassing a wide range of effects such as healing, explosion, freezing, restoring stamina, enhancing physical attributes, and adding or removing negative status effects.

Thor gave all the fungi he extracted from the miscellaneous items to these fungus people to cultivate and develop, and they have now become an important part of the territory's economy.

Subtle feelings of awe transformed into an increase in the essence balance in the mind, and the flattery from subordinates always brought pleasure to the dragon.

Just as Thor was walking through the welcoming crowd of creatures, the Fungus King, whose size had grown to the size of a small house thanks to the lush fungal carpet, suddenly stepped forward and reported.

"Great Dragon Lord, that deep dragon's life is nearing its end. What should we do next?"

Thor was slightly taken aback when he heard this, before he realized that it was the guy he had used as a fungal culture embryo.

Over the decades, its body was continuously drained of nutrients, and even with a large supply of food and the powerful vitality of the dragon, it was ultimately difficult to sustain itself.

At first, this deep dragon was somewhat useful to me, but now it's completely irrelevant.

Thor casually waved his claws, leaving the fungus to deal with as they pleased.

They traveled deep underground to a huge, dark cave.

Numerous strangely shaped evil spellcasters were already waiting there. In the deepest part of the darkness, a shadowy mass, like thick ink, was slowly writhing in mid-air.

This is the passage to the Fallen Shadow Underworld.

When Thor arrived, it suddenly began to roll violently as if it had been stimulated, but then quickly dissipated like morning dew in the sunlight.

This is because the immense magical power within Thor, along with the red dragon's innate fire attribute, provides a natural counter to shadow.

The evil spellcasters surrounding the passage suddenly screamed, billowing black smoke emanating from their bodies as they desperately tried to maintain the passage's stability.

"Please restrain your magical power, Your Majesty! This passage is about to collapse!"

Thor glanced at the group of useless trash, then withdrew most of his energy. Tiny specks of black smoke rose from the surface of his scales, instantly shrouding the entire cave in a deep, lightless darkness.

The Black Dragon's chaotic and distorted powers also have a strange affinity with the Shadow Realm.

The swaying dimensional portal quickly stabilized, allowing the massive red dragon to step in with ease.

A sensation as if penetrating a film of water washed over me, and the world before my eyes instantly transformed. A chilling, deathly atmosphere filled the air, and everything I could see was reduced to gray and white, like an old, faded photograph.

Even the normally normal stalactites have become elongated and sharp, like drooping, withered fingers; the stalagmites are twisted and intertwined, resembling a suffocating human figure.

Chapter 388 The Fallen Shadow Underworld

There was no sound of flowing wind, no sound of dripping water; all that could be heard was deathly silence, and the biting cold was enough to freeze an ordinary person to death on the spot.

Some translucent, humanoid silhouettes, resembling black mist, drifted throughout the cave.

They are the most common monsters in the Fallen Underworld—Shadow Demons, formed from the despair and fear left behind by the dead, mixed with shadow energy.

Once a living creature is killed by them, a new Shadow Monster will be born from its corpse within minutes.

Such lowly creatures, much like goblins in the Prime Material Plane, naturally wouldn't catch the eye of a powerful red dragon.

However, the Fallen Shadow Realm is not like the Prime Material Plane. There is no covenant of the gods to protect it, and the gods can descend in their true forms at will.

Many gods even established their divine kingdoms in or connected to the Fallen Shadow Underworld.

Thor didn't want these gods to notice his presence yet, so when those humanoid mists came rushing in, the mad dragon curse that permeated his body still turned into darkness that enveloped his entire body, with only a scorching red flame shooting out from it.

It was a beetle with sharp horns, its entire body exhibiting razor-smooth lines, and its outstretched wings shimmering like flowing light. It was the Star Feather Butterfly, which coexisted with the Star Dragon Monster Template.

Don't be fooled by the fact that this peculiar beetle looks like a bright candle; that's only relative to Thor's enormous size.

Its actual size, with a length of over two meters from head to tail and a wingspan of nearly four meters, is absolutely enormous for ordinary people.

Its entire body is made of magical metal from deep underground. It usually lives parasitically on Thor, relying on the magic power and metabolites that overflow from his body to survive.

Nourished by this special energy and matter, its shell becomes exceptionally tough, at least equivalent to a +3 magic weapon.

When it hurtles through the air at supersonic speeds, it is like a rainbow piercing the sky or a flying sword in the human world. Even a grown white dragon would be pierced through if it stood in front of it, let alone a mere shadow demon.

Within seconds, the humanoid shadows that filled the cave were swept away. The shadow energy that made up their bodies dissipated, and the core negative emotions were about to return to the world, but were pulled by a powerful suction force, heading straight for the wheel in Thor's mind.

The slowly rotating "millstone" instantly crushed and ground it into the most primordial and minute existence, and the numbers in the essence balance below also slowly jumped upward.

Having completed its mission, the Starfeather Butterfly vibrated its elytra, producing a crisp metallic tinkling sound. As if to boast of its accomplishment, it circled twice in front of Thor before finally embedding itself into the gaps in his scales.

There were many of its kind there, flapping their wings in unison, as if cheering.

Thor's first experience with this symbiotic creature was surprisingly positive.

Although they resemble insects in appearance, they are essentially elemental life forms that can accommodate Thor's spirit without hindrance and control it as easily as an extension of one's own limb.

It feels like using a swarm of drones, or rather, intelligent floating cannons, which is perfect for dealing with those small fry who aren't good enough to handle things themselves.

Thor then glanced at the writhing shadows deep within the cave, which were another common monster in the Fallen Shadow Realm—the Shadow Slime.

These low-level monsters are impossible to kill completely. As long as the Fallen Shadow Netherworld exists, they will keep sprouting up like weeds in the ground.

He simply stopped paying attention and stepped out through the passage on the other side of the cave, the raging dragon curse surging and spreading around him like a spreading darkness.

Upon reaching the ground, the surrounding environment remained unchanged, still cold and desolate, filled with a twisted and grotesque atmosphere.

When Thor looked up toward Mount Doom, where his lair was located, his molten gold pupils narrowed, revealing a smile of interest.

The majestic volcano, which was originally nearly 10,000 meters high, is now projected as a series of skeletons struggling upwards, tearing and twisting each other.

A massive skull sits atop the mountain, its hollow facial features constantly spewing forth black water. A blood-red moon floats above the skull, seemingly coveted and fought over by numerous skeletons.

The crimson city built around the volcano has been completely twisted and deformed, a scene of ruin, ashen gray and withered white. The walls are cracked, the dome has collapsed, the beams and pillars are like broken spines, and the ground is made of crushed bone powder. Countless demons are vaguely swaying within it.

I never expected that my lair in the Fallen Shadow Netherworld would look like this.

If I had been a black dragon instead of a red dragon when I was first born, perhaps the territory I eventually built would be like this?

And that golden disc, which symbolized his royal power and wealth, now revealed only endless despair and emptiness.

In this black, white, and gray world, this thing manages to display a unique blood-red hue; it's truly remarkable.

Thor even sensed a trace of divinity upon it, but it was not a projection of the divinity of Serkola that he had entrusted to it; rather, it was formed from endless longing and faith.

If he were willing to be transformed into a shadow dragon by the Fallen Shadow Netherworld and then swallow this blood moon, he could probably directly advance to become a demigod.

These natural treasures, formed by the unique environment, naturally attracted many covetous individuals.

On that towering, twisted mountain of bones, in that dilapidated town, Thor noticed no fewer than dozens of eyes secretly observing him.

Others, hiding in corners, exploring through various means, or remaining silent, are countless; almost every corner is occupied by evil creatures.

They are either wary of and trying to keep each other in check, or they are waiting for the blood moon to mature further. In any case, they are not making any moves at the moment, but if a new contender emerges, the situation will be hard to predict.