Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

"Very good! Then let's go tear open that brat's throat and drink his blood!"

Did the old bug say when he would make his move, or does he have any detailed plan...?

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The towering Mount Doom pierces the sky, and the enormous golden disc and magnificent palace complex shine like dazzling jewels atop the mountain in the sunlight.

Originating from the depths of the earth, the surging heat causes the magma to churn ceaselessly year-round, dotted with specks of reddish-gold light—lakes formed from the molten gold.

Magic crystals, some several meters or even more than ten meters long and powerful enough to serve as the energy core of large magical artifacts, are scattered and interwoven on the inner ring wall of the volcano, surrounded by crimson down, swaying gently in the hot wind.

This was the scene that Sylvie saw, as she walked on her way to meet the Red Emperor, standing on a stone pillar that was quite thick even for a dragon.

Everything she saw gave her a completely new understanding of the Red Emperor's wealth, and the greed that welled up in her heart even overwhelmed her fear of his power.

If she could become the spouse of such a powerful person and receive even a tenth of his wealth—no! Even just one percent—she would be completely satisfied.

Just as she was lost in thought, a stern shout suddenly rang out, and a figure in azure blue appeared.

"Old man! Where are your eyes looking?"

It was a female blue dragon that was over seventeen meters long and nearly an adult. Its scales shone like sapphires, and the curves of its body resembled undulating waves.

Leilia stared intently at the old green dragon before her. Her female instincts told her that she sensed a familiar aura emanating from the old man, and alarm bells rang in her mind.

Today was the day she came to report to the great Dragon Lord, but she never expected to run into a horny slut right in front of her.

Having been striving to become the mistress of the house for decades, and with the fruits of victory about to ripen, she would not allow any new competitors to emerge.

"Stop looking at me with that lewd gaze! You're too old to even lay an egg, you lowly green reptile. A dragon should know its place. The great position of Dragon Queen is not something someone like you can covet!"

Chapter 430 Head-to-Head

Faced with insults from a junior, the normal reaction of a five-colored dragon would be to rush up and tear his throat apart immediately, rendering him unable to utter a sound.

However, this place was the Red Emperor's lair, and Sylvis was unsure of the relationship between the blue dragon that had suddenly appeared and him, so he dared not make any rash moves.

It was impossible to expect her to remain silent, so he narrowed his long, serpentine pupils and retorted sarcastically.

"Where did this brat come from? He's not even fully grown in scales yet, and he's already lecturing me."

You should be the one who knows your place, right? With your small stature, even if you wanted to, you probably couldn't eat it all.

Having too big an appetite will only make you burst.

This hit Lelia's sore spot; the difference in body size was always the biggest obstacle on her road to success.

Who could have imagined that the tiny, adorable dragon cub we first met would grow into the enormous creature it is today in just a few decades?

If it weren't for a magic called Transfiguration in this world, she probably would never have been able to achieve her ambitions and would have felt utterly hopeless.

The problem is that even though he has painstakingly studied the Giant Growth Technique and made some progress, the size difference between the two is still huge, given the Red Emperor's growth rate.

Thinking of this, Leilia's expression became uncertain, and a real anger blazed in her eyes as she growled in a low voice.

"Damn old man, what do you know?"

Size is not an obstacle for us at all. Since humans and dragons can produce offspring, what is such a small difference?

"You're big enough, but you're an old thing that can't even lay eggs. You're all show and no substance!"

"Damn brat!"

"You menopausal old hag!"

For a moment, the atmosphere between the two female dragons was extremely tense. Their backs were arched, their tails were straightened, and their wings were slightly spread. If it weren't for the unsuitable location, they would probably have already started fighting.

Just then, a golden light flew out from the Crimson Flame Palace, landed and transformed into a tall human figure, frowned, glanced at Leilia and Sylvis, and passed straight between them without stopping.

The two female dragons followed the figure that was getting further and further away with their eyes, their long golden hair drawing streaks of light in the air, and they spat in unison.

"Pah! Load the cargo!"

A tremendous sense of crisis suddenly rose in their hearts, and they could no longer care about getting entangled with each other, rushing towards the open hall.

However, they were stopped at the entrance. Two towering giants, each over 12 meters tall, covered in heavy scales and wielding halberds, stood on either side of the gate, their weapons poised in front of them.

"stop!"

"Halt!"

Two deep shouts exploded in the air, creating visible shockwaves.

Sylvis cautiously stopped, squinting as he sized up the Red Emperor's most elite retinue—the Darkborn.

In the various legends circulating in the North, this is a crimson wave sweeping across the world, an entity formed from the rules of war, the most elite legion in the entire prime material plane, an invincible force.

What I saw with my own eyes was even more exaggerated than the rumors.

Since the Age of Thunder, the era of dragons and giants has ended, and the giants have declined far more severely than the true dragons.

The giants commonly found in the Prime Material Plane today include storm giants, cloud giants, frost giants, fire giants, hill giants, and cyclops.

The Storm Giant, the largest and strongest of the three, has an average height of only 9 meters. The weaker types of giants have even degenerated to only about three meters tall.

Only in some outer planes do some giants retain the glory of antiquity and can be called Titans.

The two Darkin before us are already close to the minimum level of Titans just by their massive size, but what is truly terrifying is the enormous energy surging within them and the various spell-like abilities inherited from the Red Emperor.

Sylvis even felt that a team of five Darkin would be enough to pose a deadly threat to him.

At the very least, the blue cub beside her would be no match for these Darkin giants in a one-on-one fight.

Thinking of this, Sylvis couldn't help but glance at Lelia, who was standing to the side with a face full of resentment, and a sense of superiority rose in his heart.

At this moment, Leilia was furious. Why could that golden loach come and go as it pleased, while she was stopped?

Unfortunately, no matter how she tried to reason with him, the Darkin before her remained unmoved, like a statue, and in the end, she could only send the Dragonblood kobold to report.

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Thor lay lazily on the golden throne in the main hall, focusing his mind and idly turning the huge rotating disc.

Not long ago, Alan, the governor, came to report on the development and income of the territory. The situation was even better than expected, and everything was thriving.

While much of the credit goes to his immense strength, the absolute loyalty of his Darkin Legion, and the ever-flowing gold from Mount Doom, the contributions of those metal dragons to the development of the territory cannot be denied.

At least in terms of population size and resource allocation, they have done an excellent job. Only a relatively fair and stable environment can accommodate more people to the greatest extent.

At this time, the number of creatures of various races in his territory had increased more than a hundredfold compared to the beginning, and even the proportion of humans had reached nearly 1/4.

This is because food is plentiful, and species like goblins and kobolds reproduce wildly as if through mitosis, causing their populations to explode.

Compulsory education has also achieved good results, with the literacy rate in its territory reaching more than 1/10.

This proportion may seem low, but it exceeds 90% of the human settlements in the Prime Material Plane, and a large part of the reason is that the proportion is lowered by those inherently chaotic and evil minions.

Even if given the chance, creatures like goblins, gnolls, and ogres, with their inherently chaotic personalities and low intelligence, would be harder to get to study obediently than to kill them.

For such hopeless individuals, cannon fodder within the legion, scattered throughout the arenas of the territory, and the bottomless mines of the earth elemental plane are their final destination.

Therefore, no matter how strong their reproductive capacity is or how large their numbers become, they can always find a place to consume their resources and maintain a relative balance.

Thor didn't need to worry about any of this; his subordinates would take care of everything within his territory.

Furthermore, with the growth of the population and the prosperity of the territory, the spiritual essence he receives every day is also constantly increasing.

From previously extracting environmental organisms to enrich their bloodline genes, they have now included low- and mid-level monsters in their methods.

Today he drew several interesting monsters: Ice Fish Dragon, Mud Fish Dragon, and Lava Dragon. They were all fish-dragon species, but none of them swam in water.

Chapter 431 All-Out War

Speaking of pisiform monsters in Monster Hunter World, they seem to be particularly rare. If you add the Sand Pisiform and Water Pisiform that Thor obtained earlier, then he has almost covered them all.

The strongest among them is the Lava Dragon, a creature that is over twenty meters long and resembles a long-legged coelacanth, covered in a hard shell formed from the solidification of a mixture of metallic minerals and magma.

It dwells year-round in scorching lava and is a ferocious carnivorous monster, yet no one knows what it eats to survive.

If such a monster could be replicated, it could be released into the lava pools surrounding Doomsday Volcano and the Underdark.

The unique environment of this region, where water and fire intertwine, is just right for ordinary aquatic creatures to evolve into these heat-resistant monsters.

Among all the fish-dragon species, the water dragon still has the greatest potential for cultivation and development.

The reason is simple: these monsters, with their long limbs and resembling giant dragonfish, can reach a length of nearly 30 meters when they are adults, and the emerald water dragons that have entered middle and old age can reach a terrifying size of nearly 40 meters.

With such a massive body, a single tail whip could capsize most ships at sea, and for Thor, they were also a high-quality source of meat.

The sea dragons and water dragons that Thor is cultivating in Mirror Lake are now taking shape. The most outstanding batch has been transferred to lakes and seas in smaller planes, specifically for breeding.

The remaining individuals followed the fleet, sailing along the long canal into the sea to actively hunt down the ferocious sharks causing trouble in the area.

Thor had previously killed Serco's clone and seized a portion of its divinity, causing a large amount of the Shahua fishmen's faith power to flow and converge into the Golden Wheel.

He has now found the group of Shahua fishmen and brought them all under his command, and a new sect is spreading among the underwater races.

Its doctrine claims that the so-called god of the great shark is nothing more than an ordinary shark that the father of the great monster casually conjured up, and that the faith of all beings in it should be attributed to the father of the monster.

This argument is logically far-fetched and completely untenable. However, under the coercion of the Black and White Scaled Dragonkin, the Sea Dragon, and the Water Dragon, some of the Shahua Fishmen easily chose to believe it and regarded their fellow tribesmen who still worshipped Serkola as heretics.

A holy war among the Shahua fish-men thus erupted in a grand manner across the entire coastal region of the North.

Upon learning that his core followers had been turned against him and divided, the great shark god Sercoura, who dwells in the endless frozen salt sea, was also furious.

Its true form cannot and dares not set foot on the prime material plane, but it can tear a passage from its own divine kingdom to connect to the prime material plane.

Countless shark-men, ferocious giant sharks, sava fish-men nobles, and giant sea monsters from the deep sea poured out of the passage.

Faced with this massive naval army, Thor deployed a large number of warships equipped with giant cannons, along with spellcasters proficient in water magic, but they still suffered repeated defeats.

Until the Red Emperor spread the curse of the Mad Dragon, including the Shahua fishmen who had submitted to him.

Relying on their powerful reproductive capabilities, they invested massive amounts of resources and spared no expense to forcibly spawn several new Darkborn.

When these giants, seven or eight meters tall, covered in thick crystalline scales of blue, black, and white, and capable of controlling raging waves and frost, appeared, all the Shahua fishmen, friend or foe, were thrown into a tremendous shock.

Since the birth of the Shahua fish-men race, no individual with a challenge level of fifteen or higher has ever emerged from the race, let alone a legendary-level powerhouse.

Furthermore, because their bloodline is deeply bound to the God of the Giant Shark, even though they are an intelligent race with a large population, like the goblins and kobolds in the sea, they cannot give birth to their own racial deity, and the upper limit of their race's strength is completely locked.

These giants before us are undoubtedly of the same descent as the Shahua fishmen, but they have broken free from the shackles of their race and possess greater combat power and growth potential, allowing many intelligent Shahua fishmen to glimpse a new way out.

In a short time, more Shahua fishmen defected and rebelled, the balance of the war was restored, and the two sides were locked in a long stalemate.

The entire coastal area was engulfed in war and chaos. The fleets of Luscan, Deepwater Harbor, and the surrounding city-states were unlucky, as they could easily be caught in the crossfire if they were not careful during their voyages.

The deep-sea trade and coastal fishing have become high-risk professions, causing discontent among many ethnic groups and forces. However, they are helpless in the face of this and can only report to the gods they believe in.

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Thor clicked the withdrawal button in his consciousness, and streams of warmth instantly flowed through his entire body, like tiny streams meandering through his limbs and bones.

A few low- to mid-level monster templates are no longer enough to improve his strength, but they can continue to enhance his foundation.

After all, many abilities that seem mediocre when viewed individually can have unexpectedly powerful effects on business when combined.

If enough monster templates are loaded, and various abilities are combined and integrated, perhaps one day a powerful spell-like ability will be born.

He closed his eyes and focused his mind, carefully sensing the subtle changes in the power within his body. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a dragon-vein dog-headed man kneeling in front of the hall, waiting for an announcement.

The entire Doomsday Volcano, the area surrounding the Crimson Golden City, and even nearly half of the territory, are covered with a dense network of mycelium, so that no movement within the territory can escape Thor's perception.

Therefore, before the dragon-blooded kobold could speak, he understood the other party's intentions and still ordered the two female dragons to be brought in.

Needless to say, Lelia is purely there to make her presence known, and she comes to fawn over him every now and then. Thor often can't be bothered to even see her.

After dismissing him with a few words, his golden pupils turned to Sylvis, their golden light surging like two burning suns.

"You mean that the pile of rotting bones not only refused my gift, but also personally killed the messenger who delivered the message?"

A terrifying pressure, as deep and unfathomable as an abyss, poured down, and the air inside the hall almost froze completely.

Under the oppressive force of this unparalleled power, all of Sylvis's fantasies were swallowed up by fear. He bowed his head respectfully to the ground, trembling and not daring to show the slightest abnormality.

"Yes...yes, great red dragon, the entire Dragon Cult is being mobilized frequently, they seem to be planning..."