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At this moment, he was flying down like a meteor from outer space, trailing a long, dazzling tail of flame.

As the blazing fireball, as hot as the scorching sun, drew ever closer, and the temperature of the surrounding air rose rapidly, a deep sense of anxiety and unease rose in everyone's hearts.

What should we do next? Should we take the initiative to fight back?

As the largest city in the North, Deepwater Harbor naturally has comprehensive defenses. Not only are ancient magical runes engraved on every section of the city wall, but eight giant walking golems are stationed in the city year-round.

The entire inner city is shrouded in an ancient magical barrier called the Agairon Dragon Mist, which instills strong aversion and repulsion in all true dragons and dragon liches, making it impossible for them to easily approach the city.

However, these defensive measures, which are sufficient to restrain ordinary dragons, are undoubtedly wishful thinking if used to fight against the increasingly terrifying Red Emperor.

The current situation remains ambiguous, and there is still room for de-escalation. If we rashly provoke them, the consequences will be truly unimaginable.

The group of powerful figures from the North could only suppress their anxiety and watch helplessly as the blazing sun in the sky drew ever closer. The scorching flames almost stung their faces, yet no one dared to make the first move.

The next instant, a blinding burst of light suddenly exploded, illuminating the entire world in a white haze, the dazzling brilliance making it impossible to open one's eyes.

As Thor was about to crash into the city wall, his massive body began to twist and deform in a bizarre way. His scales and flesh contracted inward, as if a black hole that could devour everything had been born out of thin air within him.

In an instant, his towering dragon body, which was over two hundred meters long, completely disappeared without a trace. In its place was a boy who was about 1.6 meters tall and looked to be only thirteen or fourteen years old.

He had flowing, crimson-gold hair, and his eyes shone like molten gold. He wore only a simple long robe, and on his bare chest, a golden sun slowly radiated bright light.

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Thor stared at his long-lost human body, feeling awkward and uncomfortable all over.

The body created by this transformation was too weak and too small, as if his original vast and majestic dragon body had been forcibly stuffed into a small mold, making him feel extremely suffocated and oppressed.

Immediately afterwards, Thor noticed something even more unpleasant: countless gazes converged on him from the front, mixed with shock, astonishment, and even condescension.

The rules of Transfiguration are inherently such that it can transform the caster's physical form into that of another race of the same age, while also allowing for subtle adjustments to details such as appearance and skin color.

Thor's true form was in the adolescence stage of a dragon, so the form he manifested was naturally that of a human teenager. Standing in front of a group of adults, he was naturally shorter than them.

But since establishing his vast territory, as the Red Emperor, has he ever looked up to any living being? All things in the world have always been looked down upon by him from his high position.

This inverted visual contrast made him narrow his eyes slightly in displeasure, and a terrifyingly fierce light instantly shone from his molten gold pupils.

"I don't like seeing anything taller than me in my line of sight. All of you, kneel down!"

Chapter 446 Suppressing by Force

boom--!!!

It was as if a silent thunderclap had exploded, rolling and echoing between heaven and earth.

Even though he was bound in a tiny human body and could only unleash ninety percent of his full strength, an incredibly powerful magical force and mental fluctuation still erupted from Thor's body at this moment.

The terrifying gravity, mixed with the dragon's might, spread outwards in visible ripples, instantly enveloping an area of ​​more than ten kilometers in radius.

The residents of the deep-water port felt a sudden heaviness in their bodies and minds.

The surging dragon's might continued to oppress their minds, and the gravitational field pulled at their flesh and blood from all directions without any blind spots, causing their internal organs to fall downwards and preventing blood from flowing upwards to supply the brain.

Only when kneeling on the ground with his forehead touching the earth can this pain, which feels like carrying a mountain on his back, be slightly relieved.

In the blink of an eye, almost all the residents of the deep-water port had knelt down, with only a few powerful professionals still struggling to hold on.

Even Elasdra and Lyra felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment, because the closer they were to Thor, the stronger the effects they would be.

They stared angrily at the scene, their faces pale due to poor blood circulation.

Some hot-tempered men saw this as a signal to start a war and grabbed their weapons, ready to fight, but were stopped by Elasdra.

The chosen ones of the goddess of magic, who have lived for over a thousand years, possess keen insight and a calm mind.

If the Red Emperor really wanted to start a war, he wouldn't have needed to go through all the trouble of transforming into human form; he could have simply crashed down in his dragon form. Therefore, she spoke calmly.

"Why should the great Red Emperor make things difficult for ordinary people? They are all innocent. Please withdraw your power."

Thor thought about it and realized she was right; it really didn't make much sense to target some insignificant mortals.

"You're right, they're just some insects, not worth my attention."

Before making demands of me, shouldn't you at least show me the respect I deserve?

The moment the words fell, the outward-spreading gravity and mental field began to shrink back, and as the area it covered decreased, its power multiplied.

When it shrank to a radius of only a few hundred meters, the powerful gravity and mental pressure increased to an extremely terrifying level. Even the city walls covered with magical runes could not withstand it, and with a loud bang, they sank down, creating a circular depression.

This time, even the powerful warriors of the North found it difficult to continue, while the legendary warriors could still hold on thanks to their strong physical abilities.

However, the spellcaster was unable to do this, and his body was illuminated by colorful magical glows.

Only the Silvermoon Dragon Queen and the Silverwing King from Silvermoon City, whose true forms are ancient dragons, were not greatly affected and were even able to lend a helping hand to their other companions.

Then a layer of yellowish-brown light shone from the top of the Silver Moon Dragon's head. The power from the Divine Artifact Crown of the Mountain transformed into a thin layer of lichen, connecting all the surrounding companions and the earth into one.

The terrifying pressure exerted on them was directly released into the ground, and the group of powerful figures from the North felt a sense of lightness throughout their bodies, and their expressions became relaxed.

Seeing this, Thor smiled, his outward mental pressure and gravity field continued to shrink, and the magic power in his body seemed endless, continuously pouring out.

At first, the Silver Moon Dragon Queen and the others did not notice anything unusual, only thinking that the Red Emperor was unwilling to give up so easily in order to maintain his dignity.

But they soon began to realize something was wrong; the ground beneath their feet was trembling, not just a section of the city wall, but a large area including the entire deepwater port.

Although that powerful force was channeled underground, it did not disappear; instead, it continued to accumulate underground.

Meanwhile, due to the Mad Mage's Leyline Cavern, the entire underground depths of Deepwater Harbor have long been hollowed out. Once the accumulated power reaches a certain threshold, the consequences will be...

Upon realizing this, everyone's expression immediately changed.

By then it was too late to think of a solution, and the sheer amount of magical power made it impossible for them to escape easily.

The expressions on everyone's faces kept changing, but in the end they could only slump down and say resentfully.

"Great Red Emperor, you have proven your power, please stop! We offer you our sincerest greetings."

Looking at the heads that were all lower than his own, Thor finally smiled with satisfaction.

In fact, he didn't dare to go too far, because if he really destroyed the largest city in the North, along with all the living beings in the city, the consequences would be too great.

This place is not only a gathering place for most of the powerful people in the North, but also has as many as twenty or thirty temples belonging to different gods.

Those like the Fountain of Knowledge, the Tower of the Moon, and the Temple of Inspiration are fine, but there's also the Temple of Losanda—the Spire of Dawn.

This guy was a notorious hothead among the gods. He was once full of enthusiasm and planned to change the entire pantheon and reshape the world with his ideals.

This ultimately triggered a great war at the level of the gods, the plan collapsed, several gods perished, and countless kingdoms crumbled as a result.

Like the dawn he represents, he dares to be the first to pierce the darkness.

He didn't know what the other gods would do if Thor really dared to destroy the entire Waterdeep, but this guy would definitely rush out of his divine kingdom to fight him without regard for the consequences, and might even use more than just avatars.

Samass, that fanatical sycophant, was killed by the incarnation of Losanda after being resurrected by the priest of the god of tyranny.

But his dying counterattack also wounded Losanda's avatar, causing it to shed four drops of golden blood, which were first sealed in a piece of amber and then transformed into a powerful holy hammer, which disappeared without a trace as the Rosemary Monastery fell into ruin.

Thor least wants to face this kind of guy. A strong enemy is nothing, but a strong enemy with idealism is a bit scary.

He even suspected that if he really acted recklessly, this guy, after discovering that the avatar couldn't kill him, might even risk his own demise to forcefully descend and directly explode against him.

Fortunately, obtaining something doesn't necessarily require force; a mature red dragon knows how to be flexible.

When Thor withdrew his surging dragon might and magic, the heavy atmosphere in the air eased slightly.

He turned and walked to the edge of the city wall, looking down at the buildings stretching to the horizon and the various creatures moving among them, and spoke.

"The world calls this city the crown of the North, a jewel of prosperity, and an open cultural center."

There are dwarves, elves, orcs, halflings, and gnomes here, and I even smelled metal dragons and dark creatures.

But why aren't there any five-colored dragons or dragonborn? I think that's wrong; it's discrimination and must be corrected.

Chapter 447 The Slaves of Deepwater Harbor

The deep-water port is an open city that does not practice a traditional monarchical system, but rather a round table system.

Those masked lords from all walks of life influence the development of this city, and even the number of council members is not fixed, so it doesn't matter if a few more are added.

Since he couldn't take over this largest city in the North by forceful frontal assault, Thor decided to slowly replace the ruling class little by little, like boiling a frog in lukewarm water.

At that time, there will still only be one voice in the entire city, and that will be the voice of the Red Emperor.

Elasdra, Lyra, and the others, as spellcasters who have lived for thousands of years, naturally saw this, but were powerless to stop it.

The immense pressure exerted by the Red Emperor upon his arrival was a declaration of his power. If they could overcome or withstand this pressure, they would undoubtedly have the right to speak on equal terms.

But they failed. It proved that even if everyone joined forces, they could not stop this terrifying monster. At this point, they naturally had no right to refuse his proposal.

Thor's men began to set up camp outside the north gate of Waterdeep.

Earth elemental creatures unleashed their spell-like abilities, quickly smoothing out the messy and rugged ground. Rocks rose from the ground, forming a large, simple residential area.

The caravans pulled by the giant beasts were loaded with ample supplies, including many local specialties from within the territory of Thor.

Before long, a small town with a unique style began to take shape, separated from Deepwater City by only a city wall.

When the Red Emperor issued his order, and after Lyra and her group of powerful warriors reached a compromise with the masked lord, the guards defending the city could only suppress their fear and push open the heavy city gate covered with iron plates.

In this way, the entire deep-water port was completely exposed to the sight of Thor's army.

Although for Darkin, Dragonvein Kobolds and Fire Dragons, who have a large number of flying units, a single wall doesn't really make much difference.

Whether this barrier exists or not makes a world of difference in how people feel.

Entering the city through this north gate does not mean you have truly stepped into the deep-water port area, because after several expansions, another inner city wall has been built within the city.

The area between the two city walls can only be considered the outskirts of the city, where many poor people who spontaneously gathered lived. To the north, there was also a large slaughterhouse belonging to the Butchers' Guild.

The indiscriminate discharge of sewage and livestock manure has made this land muddy year-round. Stepping into the muddy water, one can easily sink up to one's ankles, and a strong stench hits the face.

There are no neat street plans, no city guards patrolling, no public drinking water facilities or underground drainage systems, and no basic living security.

The people living here are all dressed in rags and have dirty hair. Many of them don't even have a shack made of broken wood and canvas. They can only squeeze together in groups of three or five to make a living.

They have no stable daily income and can only barely survive by doing odd jobs at the docks, picking up rotten scraps of meat discarded by slaughterhouses, or scavenging leftovers from the rich.

Even in such dire circumstances, they still had to endure oppression. The few public wells on the outskirts of the city were all controlled by local gangs, and the poor often had to pay protection money in order to fetch water.

The poor, who have been struggling with hunger for a long time, are already destitute. Where would they get the money to pay protection money?

If they cannot pay, they will be beaten or have their shack burned down. In severe cases, they may disappear into thin air and become slaves on the black market or experimental subjects of some sorcerer.

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Thor, now in human form, stood atop the towering city wall, looking down at the slums below and the bustling city just a wall away in the distance, a mocking smile playing on his lips.

Unexpectedly, this deep-water port, known to the world as the glorious city, was actually so ugly and filthy inside, ultimately just a city-state under the medieval order.

Such a scene would never occur within Thor's territory. Everything has its corresponding value to him, and a copper coin would not be discarded simply because it is less valuable than a gold coin.

Even the lowest goblin will be provided with the most basic necessities for survival.

Those dark, bloody battles and illegal transactions also exist within Thor's territory, but they are all confined to the dark cities and will never spread recklessly outwards.

All the flesh and blood materials used in the ritual came from the corpses of those who died in the arena, who were well aware of the fate they would face after defeat.

Or perhaps they are creatures plundered from the wild that do not submit to one's rule.

Only those who yearn for darkness will actively go to those dark districts; ordinary people will never have any contact with them in their entire lives.

Even newborns born in the city of darkness will be taken away to receive compulsory education and have the right to choose their own destiny.

The slum in front of us, enclosed by two city walls, is like a fenced-off animal pen. People inside have nowhere to go in or out. If they were born here, what would become of them?

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The Red Emperor had no intention of leaving. The powerful figures from the North could only stand aside and wait, watching the giant dragon, who had transformed into a young boy, constantly sneer. They were filled with confusion and could not guess what he was thinking.

Just then, the boy, who had his back to everyone, raised his hand, pointed downwards, and asked a question.

"Is this area part of the deepwater port's territory, or is it outside your jurisdiction?"

The group of powerful figures from the North stepped forward and looked down at the slums below, which had become increasingly chaotic after being intimidated by the dragon's might. A hint of embarrassment appeared on their faces.