Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

As a crustacean, the fortress crab did not bring about much change to Thor's body. After all, its main means of survival is its huge size and the ability to spray highly corrosive urine that can travel hundreds of meters.

Only one ability, known as bone strengthening, was retained.

The skull carried on the back of this hermit crab-like creature will not decay or loosen over time; instead, it will become increasingly hard under the influence of a special liquid.

Therefore, this skull is considered an excellent material for making shields and armor. There are even rumors that the skull on the back of the fortress crab will continue to grow as its body grows, eventually reaching an astonishing size.

Chapter 423 Loading

As its name suggests, the Wraith Tiger Dragon is born with a robust body like a tiger, reaching a length of 18 meters. Its entire body is covered in a deep purple carapace, resembling the tough armor worn by a warrior. Its face is ferocious, like a demon's mask, and a pair of golden horns protrude from the top of its head.

At the end of its thick, long tail grew three extremely sharp bone plates, which, once unfolded, resembled a cross-shaped spear.

The forepaws have claws on both sides that resemble those of a velociraptor, with a toe on each side extending into a sharp bone blade, only slightly shorter.

This is an extremely ferocious monster with an astonishing appetite. Legend has it that when it is hungry, it will even attack ancient dragons on its own initiative, making it almost like a feline version of a Deviljho.

The phrase "wolfing down food" perfectly describes how this creature eats—it never chews slowly and always swallows its prey whole, skin and bones. As a result, a phosphorus-like substance accumulates in its body, eventually forming a purple will-o'-the-wisp that can be released.

After Thor clicked to withdraw the money, the monster template of the Wraith Tiger allowed him to delve slightly deeper into the realm of gluttony, and also gave him a peculiar way of using it to ignite flames of negative energy.

Finally, there's the Spinosaurus. Thor felt like it was an enlarged and enhanced version of the Rathian.

It has a body structure almost identical to that of the fire dragon family, except that it is much larger, generally reaching over 20 meters in length, and is known as the Lord of the Boundary Sea, a forbidden evil poison.

Its entire body is covered with brownish-green scales, and its back, entire tail, the outer sides of its legs, and the edges of its wings are covered with a large number of bright red thorns. At the tip of its nose, there is a crimson horn that points skyward like the horn of a blue dragon.

Overall, it looks like a new branch sprouting from a rose vine in early spring, carrying a unique sense of both danger and vitality.

Its abilities are also very similar to those of the female Rathalos, as it can breathe fire and is covered in potent toxins.

However, unlike other creatures, the Spinosaurus possesses extremely strong defensive scales and often takes a nap anywhere in the woods. It is so powerful that it cannot be woken up unless attacked with a powerful penetrating attack like a Barrel Bomb.

This guy might actually have some kind of intricate connection with the Fire Dragon Clan.

When Thor chose to load the Spinosaurus template, the toxin abilities he had previously acquired from various monster templates underwent a qualitative change due to quantitative accumulation, allowing him to successfully enter the colorful realm of potent poisons.

Unfortunately, as a red dragon, his fighting style is already predetermined, so this ability will probably rarely have a chance to be used.

Thus, all the monster templates from this five-pull were completely digested. Although Thor's own strength did not increase much, the methods he mastered were further enriched.

He cast the Mad Dragon Curse on the five white dragon eggs again, and then found that the ice crystals on the surface of one of the eggs had become dull, and the eggshell no longer shone with a bluish-green luster.

This means that the egg has lost its life. The hatching rate of the five-colored dragon egg is not high to begin with, often less than half. Coupled with the influence of the Mad Dragon Curse, it is very normal for stillborn eggs to occur.

Thor had even prepared himself for the possibility that none of the five eggs would survive, so he calmly had the White Scaled Dragonkin kobold remove the dead egg and store it elsewhere to prevent it from contaminating the magic of the other dragon eggs.

In the days that followed, more and more dragon eggs were presented to them by their subordinates.

Unfortunately, the vast majority of them were still white dragon eggs, the other five-colored dragon eggs were extremely rare, and not a single red dragon egg appeared.

Logically speaking, given the greedy nature of the five-colored dragons, they should have sold their eggs, but in reality, almost none of them would do so.

This is not only a great insult to one's own dignity, but also a betrayal of the five-colored dragon race, and may even result in severe punishment from Tiamat.

The more powerful the five-colored dragon, the less likely it is to do such a thing. Often, they would rather crush the eggs than let them fall into the hands of other creatures.

But once the eggs hatch, they treat the baby dragons as bargaining chips to exchange for benefits, which is really hard to understand.

This is probably because an egg belongs to itself before it hatches; but once it hatches, it becomes a new individual.

In short, Thor currently has no shortage of white dragon eggs, but there is still a huge demand for other five-colored dragon eggs.

Fortunately, the young and adult five-colored dragons who were previously imprisoned have recovered their energy in just a few days thanks to their strong regenerative abilities and ample food.

When they heard that they were to be paired up, these five-colored dragons were undoubtedly instantly enraged.

It's true that dragons are inherently lustful, but that's only under the premise of their own initiative. If they were forced to do so, given their proud nature, true dragons would certainly not accept it.

Unfortunately, the saying "when you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head" applies to dragons as well.

With the territory and wealth that Thor currently controls, what can't he get his hands on?

With the aid of some alchemical potions, and with the high-ranking priests under the command of Salis and Lady Fire-Hair, these five-colored dragons were directly plunged into a sea of ​​lust.

At this point, let alone pairing them up, even if you threw a crocodile in, new dragon-blooded creatures would probably be born.

As expected, all the female dragons became pregnant soon, and then they needed a period of gestation.

During this time, the male dragon naturally couldn't be idle either.

Don't they have eyes that are good at discovering beauty and can see beauty in all races? Then they should make good use of this ability.

Almost all the monsters in the Monster Hunter world have the word "dragon" in their names, so using creatures with dragon blood to recreate them would probably be the best approach.

To improve the male dragon's work efficiency, Thor even invested heavily, providing abundant nourishing items and energy crystals.

With such a large investment, the results are naturally very gratifying.

Almost every creature of suitable size and potential within Thor's territory was brought over, resulting in the birth of a large number of dragonblood creatures.

Once these cubs are born, they will be thrown directly into the small plane occupied by Thor, where they will be exposed to a low concentration of the Mad Dragon Curse for a long time, gradually evolving and changing in such an environment.

Once they form a stable population, they can be brought back to the Prime Material Plane, or even released into different dimensions through dimensional portals.

In this way, Thor's presence as the father of monsters is enhanced and spread throughout the multiverse.

Time passed day by day, and while Thor's territory was developing in an orderly manner, the outside world had fallen into complete chaos.

The struggle for the Crown of Rainbow Scales among a large number of five-colored dragons has fully commenced, and even some other races, as well as people who uphold justice, have been drawn into this conflict for various reasons.

On this day, the fire dragon, having successfully completed its mission, was on its way back to Doomsday Volcano when it suddenly felt a powerful force binding it tightly as it passed through a bustling coastal port.

It roared angrily, flapping its thick wings and spewing out raging flames, but it could not break free.

He could only watch helplessly as a disheveled, crazy old man with long white hair and a beard flew towards him with an excited expression.

"What kind of dragon is this? It's absolutely perfect. I've never seen anything like it before. I must add it to my collection."

Chapter 424 Fungal Plague

For a true dragon, the long lifespan makes the passage of time seem insignificant; sometimes, in the time it takes to take a short rest, the world has already undergone tremendous changes.

Legend has it that a golden dragon, at the behest of an ally, helped him fight an enemy, but was delayed by taking a nap. When he rushed back, he was shocked to find that his former ally and enemy had become partners and even had children.

Saul felt that his sense of time had been somewhat affected, without him even realizing it.

Perhaps those mundane things are simply too insignificant to him now, not worth the effort to pay attention to.

In short, the months passed by in a flash.

During this time, he upgraded the fungal network under his control once again, and also projected his consciousness onto Viherzaku several times through psionic links.

This Vaal Hazak, transformed from a Deepdragon, has now completely entered the deepest part of the Underdark.

This is a place where sunlight can never reach. The only scattered light that can be seen comes from the fluorescent minerals and a small number of fungi and mushrooms.

The powerful, distorted, radiating magic originating from underground permeates the entire deep, dark region, causing even space itself to undergo unknown mutations—not only becoming extremely fragile, but also causing any teleportation spells to lead to unpredictable destinations.

Even the creatures living here will be mutated as a result, becoming more dangerous and insane than their counterparts in the shallow, darker regions.

Viherzaku encountered a group of Delo dwarves, also known as the mutated dwarves or the underground mad dwarves.

Legend has it that in ancient times, the dwarves encountered a terrible catastrophe. One group escaped to the surface and became the dwarves we see today; another group remained underground, enslaved by mind-devourers, and became gray dwarves; and yet another group chose to escape to the deeper underground, where they were eroded by the magical radiation from the depths for many years, and completely lost their minds.

They are even shorter than normal dwarfs, usually less than one meter tall, with slender limbs but extremely robust bones.

On their grayish-blue, whitish skin, purple veins are clearly visible; their hair is dry and yellow; their pupils are pale; and some even have tiny tentacles growing on their bodies.

Because everyone was in a state of madness, they didn't think they had any mental problems. Instead, they believed that all other creatures in the world were crazy and would attack without hesitation if they encountered them.

As a group of beings who all possess psionic energy, alchemical toxins, and bio-engineering technology, they are undoubtedly extremely dangerous.

Unfortunately, they encountered the even more bizarre and dangerous Viherzaku.

The dense spores, almost as ubiquitous as air, would rapidly grow and spread once inhaled by a Delo dwarf or upon contact with his skin.

The pale mycelium feeds on flesh and blood, writhing wildly and penetrating deep into the internal organs and even the brain.

In just over ten minutes, the entire nervous system and thought process were completely taken over by the fungus, turning the person into a puppet without self-awareness.

Some of the stronger Delo dwarves were even hung on the barbed scales of Viherzaku's body, allowing the fungi on his body to burrow into their bodies and continuously draw upon their flesh and magic to nourish themselves.

This made him, who was already not good-looking, appear even more ferocious and terrifying.

The dwarven puppets following behind him, however, were covered in dancing mycelium. At first glance, they looked like rolling white fluff balls, which seemed somewhat cute. But upon closer inspection, they only evoked a sense of horror.

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Ahead lies the lair of a mind flayer from my memories.

These creatures are nearly two meters tall on average, with slender and graceful figures, and smooth, hairless, pale purple skin covered with a layer of mucus that never dries.

Their heads are abnormally large, with four tentacles hanging from their chins, like an octopus perched on its neck; they are natural-born masters of psychic abilities.

The narrow, winding passage, hidden by rubble and poisonous mushrooms, was covered with slippery, sticky nerve fluid and emitted a faint, salty, fishy smell.

An invisible field of spiritual energy enveloped it, transforming into sharp, fragmented whispers of the mind that constantly burrowed into the minds of the creatures that entered, disrupting their spirits.

Although Viherzaku was also skilled in psychic abilities, he did not rush in, not out of fear of the whispers of the mind, but because he did not want to alert the enemy.

Then his large mouth, covered with needle-like sharp fangs, slowly opened, and he slowly exhaled a colorful breath.

High concentrations of fungal spores spread continuously as the distance increases, their color gradually fades, and they eventually completely dissolve into the air, drifting forward silently.

Soon, these fungal spores encountered a group of stone-blind barbarians.

This is a unique species that emerged after humans on the surface were taken underground and multiplied in a special environment for generations.

Their eyesight has almost completely deteriorated, their skin is pale, their stature is short, their spines are curved, they have keen hearing, and their bodies are robust and durable.

This is one of the most commonly used guards by Mind Flayers. It is much cheaper than Grey Dwarves, while being alert enough to be considered a high-quality cannon fodder.

Even the sound of beetles crawling across the ground would attract the attention of the Stoneblind Barbarians—after all, in the extremely resource-scarce underground, this was a precious source of protein.

But tiny fungal spores are clearly not included. These short, stout, calloused, ape-like barbarians have inadvertently inhaled them.

The warm and moist environment of the lungs and mucous membranes is an ideal breeding ground for fungi.

Invisible spores germinated rapidly, coalescing into colorful mycelia that spread wildly in all directions like a giant net.

First, a stone-blind barbarian noticed something was wrong, felt an inexplicable itch in his chest, and couldn't help but cough.

This seemed to trigger a chain reaction, with a burst of coughing echoing throughout the entire line, sounding unusually loud in the empty tunnel.

Hearing the commotion, a drow elf approached with two broadclawed monsters, lashing out with his long whip and shouting loudly.

"Damn bastards, I can hear your commotion even through several passageways, it's so noisy!"

The long whip, woven from tanned animal hide and tiny metal spikes, slashed through the air and struck the pale skin of the Stoneblind Barbarian, instantly tearing it open.

The excruciating pain and the rigid hierarchy prevented them from resisting in the slightest. They could only endure the discomfort within their bodies, kneeling on the ground with their hands covering their heads.

After venting his frustrations, the drow elf finally left, satisfied.

He didn't realize that the few drops of blood that had splashed onto his body had already sprouted fungal roots, which were spreading under his skin.

A plague called Life quietly spread in the cave where the Mind Flayer's lair was located.

With the movement of people and the spread of air and water, it has spread to every corner.

Chapter 425 Mind-Stealing Demon Main Brain

Fungal infections are a type of disease that is in no way inferior to viral infections.

Although the number of fungal spores is not as large as that of viruses, and the speed of transmission is not as rapid, its vitality is much stronger. It is extremely difficult to be completely killed, and it can survive for a considerable period of time even after leaving its host.

Common conditions like tinea pedis (athlete's foot) and onychomycosis (nail fungus) are all caused by fungal infections and are very prone to recurrence.

Some fungi can even invade the blood vessels and internal organs of the human body within just a few dozen hours, blocking blood supply, causing severe inflammation, leading to tissue ulceration, and resulting in fatal and terrifying consequences.