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Although their flight speed surpasses that of most creatures in the world, they are still inferior to birds of prey like the Roc and the Storm Eagle, whose body structures are specially designed for flight speed.

Only the blue dragons wore confident smiles.

Their innate affinity for the elements of wind and thunder, coupled with the wing membrane structure that extends all the way to their tails like a pterosaur, made them confident that they would definitely come out on top in the upcoming chase.

Seeing that the fire dragon had flown a sufficient distance, Thor gently pulled on his claws and roared loudly.

"Go! Go after everything you want. The first to retrieve the crown in three months will become Her Majesty Tiamat's chosen people."

Before the words were even finished, countless dragon-shaped figures of various colors soared into the sky, rushing towards the direction where the fire dragon and flying dragon had disappeared, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye.

The northern lands, and even the entire world, will likely be in chaos for some time. Once these five-colored dragons start fighting each other, it will be nothing short of a moving natural disaster for ordinary mortals.

But what does this have to do with Thor? He was merely helping His Majesty Tiamat choose a suitable proxy.

Thor then stopped paying attention to the five-colored dragons. As long as he had the scroll containing their blood and soul imprints, these dragons would not escape his grasp.

Speaking of which, another group of five-colored dragons is imprisoned within his territory.

Those were the five-colored dragon prisoners who were captured and imprisoned by Thor's men while he was asleep, for coveting the endless wealth of the Crimson City and Mount Doom.

Since Tiamat is plotting against me and trying to harm me, then I shouldn't blame her for not being polite.

Previously, Thor had been mindful of their shared kinship as fellow five-colored dragons and the Dragon Queen's feelings, and had not paid any attention to these prisoners. But now it was time to deal with them.

The enormous red dragon did not return to the palace situated on the crater, but instead flapped its wings and transformed into a crimson meteor, speeding westward.

Vast mountains and valleys were left behind, and along the way, one could see fields of farmland, bustling towns, and ordinary people moving about like ants.

These are his subjects, and apart from having to be loyal to Thor and work for him for life, their quality of life far surpasses that of most city-states in the North.

Living here, one need not worry about attacks from wild monsters, nor bear heavy taxes; moreover, the people are the Dragon Lord's private property, and even powerful rulers dare not act against them at will.

The reason is simple: oxen are far more valuable than rice, but if one's own oxen go and eat the rice seedlings, one will inevitably get a beating.

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Thor's extreme flight speed meant he was never bothered by long distances, and before long, a swamp appeared before him.

This place is called Blackthroat Swamp. Because it is located in a low-lying area, many streams converge and accumulate water all year round, forming a small swamp covering more than 20 square kilometers.

The average depth of the swamp silt is over 9 meters, and almost any terrestrial creature that gets stuck in it will be swallowed up by the silt.

The unique wetland environment was originally home to creatures such as goblins, solitary ogres, giant frogs, and swamp lizards, but the ecology of this place has been completely changed since a group of black dragons took hold of it.

The dragon's innate magical field and nest-modifying effect accelerate the decay of the swamp's silt, causing it to emit a strong, sour stench year-round.

The once lush aquatic plants of the swamp have all died out, and aquatic life has completely disappeared. All intelligent creatures in the area have been recruited by the black dragon, who built a huge black stone prison on the edge of the swamp.

Within the territory of Thor, all the most heinous criminals are brought here to be tortured using the cruel and experienced methods of the Black Dragon, who squeezes out the value hidden in their souls.

Those five-colored dragon prisoners who dared to covet the Dragon Lord's treasure were no exception. They were imprisoned in the lowest level of the cell, with thick chains piercing through all their joints, and they were soaked in cold, rotten water all day long.

As the enormous red dragon roared down into the sky, the intense, bright light emanating from its body was like the blazing sun, instantly sweeping away the cold, decaying atmosphere that lingered in the swamp.

Several black dragons keenly sensed the disturbance and quickly emerged from the rotting mud, flapping their withered wings to take off into the air.

After a long absence, these black dragons have grown considerably larger, reaching a total length of about 13 meters from head to tail, and have all entered their youth.

A dense negative energy swirled around them, their once glossy black scales had long since lost their luster, their head muscles had shriveled and withered, and their skin and flesh clung tightly to their skulls, revealing a grotesque, skeletal appearance.

Looking at Thor suspended in the sky, they were like rats that had lived in the gutter for a long time and suddenly encountered the blazing sun, and dared not approach him easily for a moment.

The endless light and heat emanating from Thor, along with his almost overflowing vitality, made them feel ashamed of themselves. They all knelt down on the spot and respectfully asked him questions.

"What brings the great Dragon Lord here?"

Thor had no intention of wasting time arguing with them and directly ordered all the five-colored dragons imprisoned in Blackrock Prison to be brought out, with his own plans for their disposal.

Chapter 419 Dragon Egg

Although they were still somewhat curious about Thor's intentions, in this northern land, no one dared to disobey the orders of the great dragon lord, and no living being had the courage to question them.

Several black dragons immediately obeyed the order and burrowed straight into the foul-smelling mud beneath their feet.

There is a secret passage here that has been built in advance, which allows you to go directly to the core prison at the deepest part of Blackrock Prison without having to pass through layers of magical blockades.

Before long, a heavy, booming sound was heard, and a thick stone slab slowly rose from the mouth of the pitch-black "beast" that seemed to be crawling on the ground.

A pitch-black passage was then revealed, and two eerie green lights suddenly lit up, followed by bursts of angry shouts.

"You damned bug, I'm going to kill you! I'll tear you to pieces!"

"You lowly black reptile, how dare you treat me like this! You'll regret it sooner or later!"

"Do you know who my mother is? If she finds out I'm being imprisoned, she'll tear you all to shreds! Now release me!"

Several black dragons walked silently out of the dark passage, dragging a long chain behind them. The chain was full of five-colored dragons that were tightly bound, like a string of colorful gourds.

Even as prisoners, these dragons remained untamed, struggling and cursing incessantly.

However, when the bright sunlight came into view, along with the enormous, mountain-like figure before them, all sounds seemed to be muted instantly, disappearing without a trace.

One after another, figures of different colors—red, blue, black, or green—all equally disheveled, stared blankly at the enormous creature in the distance.

What kind of monster is this? It's enormous! Is it really something a five-colored dragon could achieve?

Even during the Age of Thunder, a glorious period when dragons and titans vied for dominance over the land, such a colossal being should not have existed.

After a brief moment of disorientation, they saw those despicable jailers kneeling respectfully before them, their posture as humble as the smallest dog-headed men.

“Great Dragon Lord, all the prisoners you requested have been brought here, a total of 13. They are all here.”

Thor's gaze swept over the string of "colorful gourds," and any five-colored dragon that he looked at would involuntarily shrink back.

Most of the five-colored dragons in front of us are in their youth, with only a few appearing to have recently reached adulthood.

This is one of the most dangerous age groups for all five-colored dragons—their strength is still insufficient, but their ambition has already swelled rapidly, often leading them to do some foolish things.

Once they enter their prime, their personalities become more stable, their strength increases, and few dangers in the prime material plane can threaten them, resulting in a significant decrease in mortality.

Long-term imprisonment and food shortages have left these creatures weak and exhausted, their scales dull and lifeless, and worms slowly crawling in the wounds inflicted by chains and dragon-suppressing nails.

This is a dragon worm, a terrifying worm with powerful magic resistance that can withstand the corrosive effects of true dragon blood.

It is said that a very small number of these creatures, if they can perch on the dragon's corpse and continue to devour the rotting flesh to grow, will transform into a creature called a dragon fly. Unfortunately, no one has ever witnessed this process.

Ignoring the terrified looks of the five-colored dragons, Thor grabbed the chains on the ground, flapped his wings again, and flew towards Mount Doom.

The distance of hundreds or thousands of kilometers was covered in the blink of an eye. After landing, he immediately summoned a group of kobolds and had them take the five-colored dragons down and take good care of them.

This wasn't because Thor suddenly had a change of heart; rather, it was because what he wanted was something the five-colored dragons simply couldn't provide in their current state.

The previous attempt to transform the Deep Dragon into the Vaal Hazak was undoubtedly successful. Although it was not 100% similar, the core abilities had been inherited.

Next, Thor's task, naturally, is to recreate more powerful monsters from the Monster Hunter world, and even Elder Dragons.

To achieve this, a suitable vessel is required, and nothing is more suitable than the five-colored dragon, which also possesses the blood of a true dragon.

However, such attempts are not always successful, and the possibility of failure is not small.

If it fails, the conflict between bloodline and body will, at best, cause the five-colored dragon, which serves as the vessel, to become deformed, and at worst, it may directly lead to its death.

This means that these carriers will become consumables, and the kind with an extremely high rate of obsolescence.

Such extravagant behavior would be difficult for even Saul, with his vast wealth, to sustain.

More importantly, the deaths of a large number of the five-colored dragons would inevitably provoke Tiamat's rage, and if she went berserk, that was something Thor did not want to see.

Therefore, he had to settle for second best and change the experimental target from dragons to dragon eggs.

Five-colored dragons that have not yet hatched from their eggs are not accepted by the population and are often regarded as food or property.

At the same time, the five-colored dragon has a very high reproduction rate. During its youth and adulthood, it can lay a clutch of eggs almost every year if it wants to, with an average of about three eggs per clutch.

However, due to the low hatching rate, coupled with the extremely high mortality rate, not many of them can grow up successfully.

Even so, the number of the five-colored dragons in the Prime Material Plane still firmly suppresses the metal dragons, ensuring that the overall strength of both sides is roughly equal.

Therefore, Thor had the kobolds take good care of these imprisoned five-colored dragons, just to fatten them up and use them as "breeding pigs".

If calculated at one clutch per year and three eggs per clutch, these creatures will bring him hundreds or even thousands of dragon eggs over the next few decades or even centuries, enough for him to recreate a considerable number of ancient dragons with suitable attributes.

If that's still not enough, Thor can also buy them from outside sources—the price of a five-colored dragon egg on the black market is between 20,000 and 30,000 gold coins.

This price is something that even ordinary forces could afford if they gritted their teeth, but very few people would actually do it.

After all, trading dragon eggs is a taboo that is explicitly prohibited, and would be met with resistance and retaliation from all the true dragons, which would involve enormous risks.

Moreover, dragon eggs have a low hatching rate, and even if they do hatch successfully, the cost of raising them is the real expense, and the young dragons will almost always suffer a backlash after they grow up.

Don't you see, that dwarven dungeon that used the red dragon as a furnace to start a fire, ultimately went completely wrong?

But for Thor, none of these are problems.

As soon as the order was issued, a large number of black market merchants immediately sprang into action.

Unfortunately, the eggs of ordinary five-colored dragons are not easy to obtain. After searching in vain, they finally turned their attention to the endless glacier.

The Red Emperor only said he wanted to buy dragon eggs, but didn't specify the exact breed.

White dragons are also true dragons. Although they have lower intelligence, their reproduction rate is extremely high, making them easier to obtain.

Chapter 420 Winter Wolf

The world was covered in a vast expanse of white snow, and the biting wind carried fine snowflakes that scraped against the dwarf's rough skin like countless sharp blades.

On the leeward side of a raised ice mound, a large hole had been dug out sometime ago. Thick snow piled up at the entrance, leaving only a small vent that let in a faint glimmer of firelight.

If you look through that small hole, you can see five adventurers resting against the ice wall.

This is a hunter squad from Deepwater Harbor, consisting of three humans, one orc, and one half-elf, all of whom are warriors and rogues.

Ever since the Red Emperor in the wilderness issued the order to buy dragon eggs, almost the entire Northland has been mobilized. Not only have black market merchants been mobilized, but many adventurers at the bottom of society have also been unable to suppress their excitement.

It's important to understand that under normal circumstances, even if ordinary adventurers are lucky enough to obtain a dragon egg, they can't find a suitable way to sell it. They often have to hand it over to large forces at a very low price, almost like giving it away.

As for eating the dragon egg himself...

Although the dragon egg contains powerful magic, it is by no means a harmless tonic.

Without undergoing a series of complex processing steps, dragon eggs are almost indistinguishable from deadly poison to ordinary creatures; consuming them rashly would undoubtedly be suicidal.

For this reason, the rewards of stealing dragon eggs are completely disproportionate to the risks involved, so very few adventurers would do such a thing.

But now the Red Emperor has offered a purchase price of 20,000 gold coins per piece, which has undoubtedly completely dispelled their worries.

This is no small sum; even if it's divided among several people, it's enough for them to retire early and live a comfortable life.

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Several adventurers sat around the campfire, chewing on cold rations, silently waiting for the snowstorm to stop.

About ten hours later, the howling wind finally subsided. Snowflakes, like fine white down, fluttered down and covered the ground, revealing a clear, jewel-like sky.

When there is no wind, the glacier is still extremely magnificent. The azure glacier and the white snowfield complement each other, and under the sunlight, the light is so bright that it is hard to open your eyes.

Five adventurers crawled out of the ice cave, their gray-black fur making them look like five bears.

As people who dare to venture into such a treacherous place as the endless glacier, they naturally made thorough preparations in advance. Everyone's eyes were covered with black charcoal to reduce the amount of strong light entering and effectively prevent snow blindness.

The most robust adventurer among them seemed to have highland barbarian blood. He climbed the high slope behind him, looked up to determine the direction, and then continued to lead the group forward.

Finding a white dragon in the midst of its spawning season in this vast, boundless glacier is undoubtedly an extremely difficult task, so they need some extra help.

After an unknown amount of time and a long trek, they finally arrived at a polar tundra, and not far ahead was a narrow rift valley.

The leading barbarian took a bone whistle from his pocket, put it in his mouth and blew it hard, and a long howl immediately echoed through the rift.

Immediately afterwards, several snow-white figures rushed over like a whirlwind, arriving in front of the five adventurers in just a few leaps, revealing bodies like giant wolves.

They are winter wolves—powerful creatures with a shoulder height exceeding 1.5 meters, a body length exceeding 2.5 meters, and a weight reaching 300 kilograms.

Winter wolves have thick, sturdy bodies and large paws. Their snow-white fur provides perfect camouflage in the icy plains, and they are born with immunity to ice and the ability to breathe freezing air. The strongest among them can even reach a challenge level of 5 or higher.

Most importantly, although these creatures may look like ordinary wild animals, they are actually intelligent beings.