Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

Thor wanted to test the gap between himself and a true god, so he didn't dodge or evade. His wide wings suddenly closed behind him, forming a giant shield on both sides of his body.

boom!!!

A deafening roar suddenly erupted, scattering the dark clouds in the sky.

A ring-shaped shockwave continued to spread, reaching every corner of the entire Fear Demiplane.

The terrifying impact instantly twisted and deformed Thor's crimson-gold scales, and tore open the skin on his wings, causing speckled blood to seep out.

But he ultimately withstood the attack, and the immense energy within him burst forth, like the sun exploding, with thousands of rays of light shooting out, forcefully shaking off the four dragon heads pressing down on him.

"Old man, is this all the power you have? You're far from enough to teach me a lesson! Far from enough!!"

The wild voice echoed in mid-air, and crimson dragon energy spewed out, leaving a tail flame that stretched for a thousand meters in the air.

In the next instant, Thor's figure disappeared from the spot, and when he reappeared, he was already above the green dragon head.

As the saying goes, it's better to cut off one finger than to injure all five. When facing such a multi-headed creature, it's natural to concentrate firepower to cut off one of them first.

All the primal magic, high-temperature nuclear energy, and elemental power were transformed into powerful dragon-attribute energy at this moment, which was added to his body and continuously improved his physical attributes.

This caused every part of his body to radiate light, the blood seeping from his wings to seem to flow backward as if time had reversed, his skin and flesh to repair themselves rapidly, and his twisted scales to seem to have come to life, constantly wriggling and growing.

Dark lightning gathered on its claws, and using the impact of its high-speed flight, it smashed straight at the green dragon head in front of it.

Another loud bang rang out. Before the previous shockwave had subsided, a new one was already forming, and they clashed with each other like surging waves.

The black and red intertwined light directly smashed Tiamat's green dragon head, along with its long neck, down.

It was as if a continuous mountain range had fallen from the sky, and the terrifying impact made the entire Fear Demiplane tremble, tearing the earth open with terrible wounds.

A massive canyon was thus formed, and the pain ignited Tiamat's rage as a dragon.

"You calloused brat, let me show you what respect for your mother truly means!"

The massive green dragon twisted its body and sprang up from the ground. The other four dragon heads, like giant pythons slithering through the air, snaked forward with their long necks.

The five gaping maws, large enough to swallow an ancient dragon whole, opened wide, and various elemental forces flickered within them, transforming into five terrifying breaths, hundreds of meters wide and surging like long rivers.

Flames, ice, lightning, poison, and acid, a symbol of decay, converged, turning the entire sky into a vibrant, multicolored spectacle.

While some living things in the world are blessed with a natural affinity and immunity to a certain element, very few can be immune to multiple elements at the same time.

However, Thor was an exception.

With the support of multiple monster templates and the constant consumption of ether crystals, his body has long surpassed the scope of an ordinary true dragon, making him almost immune to all common elemental damage.

The crimson-gold dragon raced through the multicolored sea of ​​breath, its scales still gleaming, completely unaffected.

With his extreme flight speed and keen reflexes, he constantly maneuvered and collided with the five dragon heads attacking from all directions.

A deafening roar echoed intermittently, as if the legendary Titans were forging a weapon powerful enough to split the heavens and the earth, using mountains as hammers and the earth as anvils.

The furious roar of the dragon reverberated between heaven and earth, and the aftershocks of the battle spread out like a tidal wave, affecting countless undead creatures and shadows, which were annihilated in the energy ripples.

Even the Fear Lord of this terrifying demiplane is hiding deep within his lair, trembling with fear, and dares not show himself.

Chapter 401 Compromise

Tiamat's alter ego is undoubtedly the most formidable opponent Thor has ever faced since birth.

Although Tiamat's five dragon heads belong to five different colors and each seems to correspond to only a single attribute, they are actually a whole, sharing all defense and magic immunity.

The power of the Dragon God is vast and boundless. As the embodiment of energy, it has no inherent weaknesses and can gather and disperse at will, even traversing freely in space.

In addition, the powerful information processing and reaction speed gained after igniting the divine fire allowed it to react in time, even though its speed still couldn't keep up with Thor's rapid flight.

The coordination between the five dragon heads is seamless, with no gaps left when they are interwoven.

When Thor's attack lands on one of the dragon heads, a counterattack from the other four dragon heads of Tiamat will inevitably follow.

This results in a situation where the two sides are almost exchanging injuries, which is undoubtedly extremely unwise for creatures with flesh and blood.

However, Thor displayed the wildness that originated from the red dragon to the fullest at this moment, without the slightest intention of backing down.

Rage and fighting spirit burned fiercely in his heart. The rich dragon attribute energy transformed into lightning and fire that swirled around his body. He attacked by colliding, biting, whipping his tail, and clawing, using every part of his body as a weapon to launch attacks, entrusting all his defense to his hard scales.

As the battle continued, he inevitably sustained injuries. His metallic scales twisted and deformed, his flesh tore, and even some of his more fragile bones broke.

However, thanks to the combined high-speed self-healing abilities of Nergigante and Xeno'jiiva, these wounds often heal and close at a visible speed as soon as they appear.

The genetic treasure trove within him, composed of thousands of environmental creatures and monster templates, unleashed astonishing potential under this immense pressure.

As the damaged parts regenerate, subtle adjustments are also taking place inside.

All weak genes will be eliminated, and only the best ones will be preserved. They will constantly merge with each other in order to create the strongest structure.

Even Thor's scales and bones are undergoing a series of reorganizations, with the proportions of various substances and energies gradually being optimized, making them increasingly resilient.

A shimmering, transparent crystalline coating spread across Thor's head, back, long tail, and the thorns growing on the outside of his wings and limbs, creating an exceptionally dazzling effect.

This is the Adamantine Thorn derived from the Nergigante monster template at work: when its own regenerative shell is damaged enough and regenerates, it will form this special structure in order to adapt to powerful enemies.

Despite its seemingly fragile ice crystal appearance, it is actually extremely hard, even surpassing the hardness of diamonds.

Its only weakness is that it is too rigid and therefore easily broken, lacking in toughness. However, its super-fast regeneration perfectly compensates for this, and the fragments that fly out during a violent collision are also extremely lethal.

In the midst of the ongoing battles, Tiamat's gaze gradually shifted from initial anger to confusion, and even shock.

Although she had never underestimated her son and even placed high hopes on him, she now realized that she had still underestimated him too much.

Its incredible flight speed, virtually unparalleled magical and physical resistance, formidable physical attributes, terrifying regenerative abilities, and seemingly inexhaustible surging energy within its body.

It was practically a perfect dragon, and she was even a little tempted by it.

If her true form weren't trapped in the Nine Levels of Purgatory and unable to leave, she would definitely have taken it for herself and used it to breed a new generation of perfect five-colored dragons.

After all, while divinely created beings are born with immense power, they also have extremely strong limitations, and their development is almost entirely predetermined.

Therefore, in terms of growth potential and possibilities, they are not as good as those born from parents, since there will always be some outliers in a large population.

This is also why Tiamat has a large number of Ancient Dragon companions. On the one hand, it is to satisfy her own desires, and on the other hand, she wants to rely on their excellent bloodline, which is enough to grow into an Ancient Dragon, to continuously optimize the entire five-colored dragon race.

Unfortunately, relying solely on a divine avatar is probably not enough to subdue this little brat. Since that's the case, there's no need to make things too tense. There's still plenty of time, and there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

……

The five dragon heads allow Tiamat to think like a multi-core processor, even in the heat of battle.

Feeling the divine power fading away, she decided to stop pursuing. The five dragon heads simultaneously unleashed their power, sending Thor flying far away. Then, she gradually faded away and disappeared into the air, leaving only an echoing sound.

“My child, it seems you have really grown up, and your mother is so proud of that!”

Since you are not willing to accept my coronation for the time being, your merciful mother will not force you. Keep this crown; one day you will understand.

Just bring it with you, and my promise will still stand.

As soon as he finished speaking, the five dragon heads that had been lying across the landscape like a mountain range completely disappeared, leaving behind only a broken and terrifying demiplane.

Thor stood amidst the howling wind. The intense battle had raised his already high body temperature to a terrifying level, and scorching white plasma flames were emanating from his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth.

He watched silently as the old man Tiamat's figure disappeared, raised his right paw and clenched his fist in front of his eyes, a sense of resentment welling up in his heart.

Although my growth rate is fast, I am still too weak. In this world dominated by gods, I still cannot obtain complete freedom.

Fortunately, this trip was not without its rewards. The intense battles allowed the numerous monster templates within him to merge and become more integrated.

The aftershocks of the battle nearly destroyed this terrifying demiplane, killing over 80% of its creatures and contributing a large amount of essence to it.

Adding to the previous accumulation, the gains from purifying the Valley of Balovia, and the resources provided by the Darkin Legion currently waging war in the Fallen Realm, there is more than enough to extract new unlocked monster templates.

This speed is significantly faster than before.

After all, acquiring spiritual essence is like making money. Once you get through the initial difficult stage and have your first pot of gold, the subsequent process will be like a snowball rolling downhill, getting faster and faster.

Thor plans to return and splurge as soon as things are over here, so that his strength can leap forward once again.

The situation will be different when you see that old man again.

As the thought flashed through his mind, the surging energy on Thor's body gradually subsided. He folded his wings and descended downwards.

The mixed-race red dragon immediately greeted him respectfully, unable to contain his curiosity, and asked.

"Father, was that Grandmother just now?"

Chapter 402 Bridgehead

Because it was not born normally, the hybrid red dragon absorbed all of Baragas's energy and life force, but ultimately failed to inherit the dragon's legacy.

However, he was born with a natural command of both the Dragon Language and Common Language, which seemed to be some kind of underlying operating logic engraved in the rules of the world.

Just like those monsters living in the most remote corners of the wilderness, isolated from the world, with their own backward civilization, living in small families, they may never have seen humans in their lifetimes, yet they can still understand a common language.

If all of this relies on learning after birth, then creatures like goblins, whose intelligence is only about the same as that of an adult white dragon, who have no concept of education or inheritance, and who have no patience, would never be able to learn it.

…………

When asked the question, Saul simply replied without any politeness.

"He's just a clueless old codger."

Only then did he have time to carefully examine his adopted son.

His size has increased significantly since I first saw him more than ten years ago, and his length from head to tail is about 40 meters.

Its scales grew increasingly ferocious, whether due to its long stay in the Shadow Realm or because the Black Corruption Dragon was inherently compatible with shadow energy, it had acquired a greater aura of shadow within its body.

Speaking of which, this guy was really unlucky. He was chased all over the world like a dog right after he was born. If he hadn't reacted in time, the best outcome would probably have been that he would have been caught and made a stud in hell.

"From this day forward, you shall be called Varga, the Darkfire Frenzied."

Also, don't call me father; I don't have such a weak heir as you.

Thor's words filled Varga with resentment, but such was the nature of dragons, devoid of any sense of kinship. He could only silently vow that one day he would earn his father's recognition.

Thor was unaware of what he was thinking and didn't care at all. With a flap of his broad wings, he took the lead and flew out of the Fear Demiplane.

During the previous battle with Tiamat's avatar, the chaotic torrent of energy nearly destroyed this demiplane, naturally making it impossible to maintain the mist used to trap it.

After the two red dragons disappeared into the air, a figure shrouded in shadow emerged from the depths of the ground.

Looking at his ravaged territory, he felt like crying but couldn't. He felt that this was an undeserved disaster, and that it would probably take hundreds or thousands of years to recover, or even for it to completely decline.

As an entity deeply bound to the entire Fear Demiplane, the consequences are naturally predictable.

…………

In the Shadowlands, the battle between the Darkin Legion and the natives was not yet over. When Thor returned, the war was still raging, but the intensity had greatly decreased.

Amidst respectful greetings, Thor reached the summit of Mount Doom, its reflection shimmering in the sky. He looked around and began to ponder his next move.

Because he tore open the passage to the elemental planes and the magic network, a large amount of magical elements and primal magic surged in, almost completely changing the area within a radius of hundreds of kilometers.

The world within this area is like the only spot of light that hasn't completely faded in an old photograph. Although it still appears dim, at least it's no longer just a monotonous mix of gray, white, and black.

This is quite a large territory, Thor thought, and it would be a good fit as his bridgehead in the Fallen Underworld.

The ever-invading shadows and undead creatures provide a constant supply of high-quality food. It would be better to send some of my subordinates to be stationed here permanently, which would not only help me collect spiritual essence but also serve as a training ground for my troops.

It is well known that evil creatures generally have a much higher reproductive capacity than benevolent creatures.

As the Thor territory developed and productivity increased, the number of his evil creatures also began to grow explosively.

Goblin dogs, headmen, gnolls, and orcs often give birth to many offspring at once.

This meant that the gladiatorial arenas within their territory could no longer satisfy their restless, bloodthirsty, and evil desires, so they simply brought them all here, letting them hone their strength through battle and obtain everything they wanted through slaughter.

As he pondered, Thor's body slowly rose into the air, extending his enormous dragon claw to press down on the blood moon in mid-air.

In an instant, a blinding red light shone, and endless greed and emptiness surged forth like a tide.

However, they were unable to break through Thor's resilient mental barrier, and a huge turntable slowly rotated like a millstone, swallowing everything indiscriminately.

This power, formed from the malice of countless creatures in the Fallen Shadow Netherworld, would likely distort and devour the souls of any ordinary being who dared to touch it rashly.

But for Thor, it was nothing more than a sumptuous feast, causing the essence in his mind to jump up again.