Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

These monsters suddenly swelled up like balloons, and a thick purple, high-pressure liquid mixed with fungal spores sprayed out from their "mouths" like countless high-pressure water guns, attempting to extinguish the raging fire started by the Darkborn.

The powerful jet of air pierced through the flames and splashed onto the many Darkborn, producing a hissing, corrosive sound.

The torrential liquid poured onto the ground, carving out countless deep pits.

However, it is unrealistic to expect to stop the Darkin offensive under Thor's command with just these resources.

A darkin with bull horns roared, unleashing a burst of dazzling lightning that pierced straight through the body of a colossal beast. Other darkins surged with dense dragon-attribute energy, their magic infusing their weapons, unleashing long, narrow streaks of light.

More fungi continued to gather and condense, transforming into a huge egg.

A pair of slender, white arms pierced through the eggshell, tearing it open to both sides, revealing a figure dressed in a bright red gown.

At first glance, it appears noble and beautiful, with delicate features and elegant demeanor. But once you get closer, you can see that beneath its seemingly smooth skin are layers of curling fungal folds, and its long, skirt-like lower body is actually made up of countless intertwined mycelia.

This is Zul'Gurub, the demon lord who dwells in the 222nd level of the Abyss, Sindharak.

As it appeared, a powerful, malevolent aura enveloped the entire fungal forest, bestowing vibrant life upon all fungal creatures.

The spore servants and fungal behemoths that were about to crumble at the first blow have now become exceptionally tenacious. Their charred outer skins have peeled off, and new buds have sprouted; their dissected bodies have intertwined and healed each other, like unkillable, stubborn insects.

Thor witnessed this through Viherzaku's eyes, a sneer of excitement spreading across his face.

"You lowly scum, you finally couldn't resist showing yourself, huh? Now that you're here, don't even think about escaping. Become nourishment for the growth of my retinue!"

Upon hearing the sound, Zugmoi, who was in the distance, turned his head. Colorful spore mist swirled between the fungal fans behind his head. His face was bewitching and cold. He questioned Zugmoi with a heart full of anger.

"Who are you, daring to steal my prey!"

"It doesn't even recognize me, yet it dares to run rampant in the North. Attack! Kill it!"

Chapter 466 The Struggle for the Path

Countless Darkin swooped down, their broad wings swooping down, abandoning their spore minions and fungal behemoths, and charged straight at the Zul'Gurub avatar from all directions.

As Thor's power continues to rise, the weapons of war he personally nurtured and imbued with the curse of the mad dragon also continue to grow in power.

The various monster templates that Thor possesses have the potential to be simultaneously enhanced and evolved into the Darkin.

Coupled with their innate and intense fighting spirit and their relentless internal competition, the top-tier Darkin now boasts an average challenge level of 17 or higher, making them almost as strong as adult Red Dragons.

When they fell from the sky in droves, accompanied by thunder and raging flames, the sense of oppression was almost indescribable.

Even Zul'Gurub, who had spent a long time in the chaotic and cruel battlefield of the Abyss and successfully seized a plane and ascended to the position of Demon Lord, had to focus on the crisis before him.

Its lower body, resembling a magnificent long dress, wriggles and extends with mycelium, some of which deeply roots itself into the strata of the fungal forest to draw strength, while the other part differentiates into thick tentacles that wave wildly across the sky.

A powerful, decaying force clung to the giant, purplish-red mycelium, weaving together into a massive net that swept down upon the swarming Darkin.

This powerful evil force could even erode the energy forms of flames and lightning; with its immense power, many Darkborn were blasted away like flies.

However, a large number of Darkin still gripped heavy weapons, seizing the fleeting openings to unleash fierce slashes. Thunder and fire exploded, and dark red dragon-attribute energy crackled in all directions, severing the oncoming mycelium.

Even after being severed, the mycelium remained highly active on the ground, meandering like giant pythons, attempting to return to Zul'Gurub's body.

Thor, who was observing the battle from afar through the bodies of his kin, suddenly focused his gaze and urged the crimson mycelium spreading from his body forward.

The red and purple hyphae intertwine and permeate each other, and the two groups of fungi, each under different dominion, engage in a frenzied struggle at the microscopic level.

It bites, devours, and splits, turning its opponent's body into nourishment for its own growth.

In terms of mastery of fungal authority, Thor is naturally no match for Zul'Gurub, a veteran Abyss powerhouse. After all, it is only one of his many abilities, and not the path he focuses on developing.

The mycelium that could detach from Lady Fungus's body could not obtain a continuous supply of energy. Under the relentless onslaught of the crimson mycelium controlled by Thor, it quickly fell into a disadvantageous position.

One by one, the severed tentacles were devoured, and the fungal strains accumulated by Zul'gamoy over countless years were gradually absorbed by Viherzaku's body.

Originally, its strength was not particularly high, as it was only transformed from a deep dragon and lacked some foundation. However, its strength is now increasing at a visible speed.

Their bodies grew like willow branches, the broken corpses hanging on the barbed scales swayed slightly, and eerie smiles appeared on their faces.

Yellow-green miasma spread everywhere, perfectly blending into the surrounding raging fire; relying on its unique fire resistance and ability to absorb high temperatures, it further spread throughout the entire fungal forest.

"Despicable thief!!"

When Zul'Gurub realized what had happened, its once exquisitely sculpted, doll-like face became distorted and broken with extreme rage.

In this multiverse, all paths to power, whether tangible forces of earth, fire, water, and wind, or symbolic concepts of killing and protection, can lead to the throne of God.

But a stool can only hold one bottom. If two people control the same path at the same time, they are destined to compete with each other and fight each other.

They were natural rivals from birth, just like the irreconcilable conflict between Tiamat and Bahamut. Similarly, Lady Fungus and Father Fungus were mortal enemies.

Now, a third entity wielding power over fungi has quietly emerged. Though still young and weak, it is undeniably encroaching upon the domain of power belonging to Zul'Gurub.

As one thing rises and the other falls, the more powerful Viherzaku becomes, the more his influence expands in the Prime Material Plane, and the more the Zul'Gurub's power in this area diminishes.

This is a brutal struggle for survival. Before, Viherzaku was merely a rare prey to it, but from this moment on, the two have become mortal enemies.

The fungal lady, draped in a bright red dress, let out a piercing shriek. A large amount of mycelium grew wildly outward from her palm, and her originally fair and slender arms transformed into giant, twisted claws. Her body also expanded and swelled, frantically absorbing the entire fungal forest into her body.

The colorful spore cloud surged and burst forth like an explosion, so dense it was suffocating, and for a moment it even overwhelmed the raging fires rising all around.

Enraged, Zul'Gurub disregarded the Darkin swarming around him like venomous bees. His body swelled to over a hundred meters tall, with countless mycelium wriggling and swaying, as he lunged straight at Viherzaku.

The closer it gets to its target, the more fungal forest it devours and absorbs, causing its size to continue to expand, resembling a majestic mountain moving forward.

Such an enormous body makes even the giant-like Darkin appear exceptionally small.

Even though the Darkin's attacks could slash grotesque wounds on its body, the wounds healed instantly thanks to the fungus's terrifying regenerative ability, and it could not stop its advance at all.

…………

Kasos knelt on one knee so that the Dragon Lord's gaze could easily pass over him, and asked in a respectful tone.

"His Majesty……?"

Thor nodded slowly. Facing the giant fungal monster that was approaching step by step, there was no sense of urgency in his eyes, only an increasingly intense and greedy appetite.

"Go! Try your best to leave it with a complete body!"

Upon receiving the order, the powerful Darkin, bearing the name of the Blade of Incineration, blazed with bloodthirsty, fanatical light in his eyes.

The chains of the obsidian coffin carried on his back suddenly snapped, and the heavy stone box exploded open; the ash velvet, which was said to never be ignited by open flame, suddenly burst into flames.

A dazzling greatsword was revealed, its blade wreathed in golden-red solar flames so bright that it was difficult to look directly at its complete outline.

As the hand covered in ferocious scales gripped the sword hilt firmly, flames spread upwards, as if to ignite Kasos's spirit, blood, and even his very existence.

His body was filled with surging energy and his power was soaring. A vast sense of power rose from the bottom of his heart. He firmly believed that he could sweep away all rebellious enemies for the great Dragon Lord.

A golden-red streak of light suddenly ripped through space, tearing open a wide tunnel amidst the swirling fungal spores.

A strong sense of impending death washed over him, and Zul'Gurub hurriedly raised his claws to block in front of him. Countless thick mycelium strands wrapped and wove together, transforming into a heavy defensive shield.

The next instant, a searing pain shot through its chest; all its defenses were as thin as paper in the face of this extreme heat, easily pierced through.

The golden-red greatsword pierced deep into its body, and a violent, surging torrent of energy erupted, rushing and crashing wildly within its body.

Zul'gamoy's consciousness began to blur, the mycelium that had been waving around drooped limply, and thousands of dazzling rays burst outward from the hardened skin, just like a sun blooming.

Chapter 467 Abyss Coordinates

After the attack, Kasos felt as if his entire body had been completely drained. The boiling energy and spiritual power within him flowed away rapidly like a great river flowing eastward. His body felt empty, his mind was foggy, and even his tall and burly body couldn't help but slump a bit.

He mustered the last of his strength and slowly pulled the burning greatsword from the chest of the Zul'Gurub avatar. He fell heavily to the ground, his hands involuntarily loosening their grip on the hilt, letting the heavy sword sink deep into the earth.

The surrounding rocks, scorched by the high temperature of the sword, were all heated until they turned reddish-brown and softened, turning into scalding lava.

This greatsword, like the red dragon itself, is violent and ferocious. If the creature wielding it is not strong enough, it will destroy itself before it can kill its enemies.

Even Kasos, who had already reached the legendary level, could only barely swing his sword once, but the power of that sword was undeniable, directly annihilating Zul'Gurub's avatar.

Looking at the dragon lord who was controlling Viherzaku's body as he walked towards him, he lowered his head in shame and spoke in a low voice.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, Your Majesty."

Thor gazed at the Zul'Gurub avatar's corpse, which lay before him like a mountain. He opened his mouth and slowly blew forward. A gentle breeze swept by, and the still blazing golden-red sun flames were extinguished abruptly, like candlelight.

Immediately afterwards, he extended his dragon claw and gently touched the crimson gold greatsword. Under the command of the Red Emperor's will, all the high temperature and flames subsided, and the greatsword leaped up from the ground and landed steadily in front of Kasos.

"No, you have done enough. Step down."

The seemingly ordinary words stirred a deep emotion within Kasos. He secretly vowed to do everything in his power to become stronger and never betray the recognition bestowed upon him by the great Dragon Lord.

With the fall of Zul'Gurub's avatar, the entire living fungal forest lost its terrifying life force. The slain fungal behemoths and spore minions could no longer be resurrected, and their bodies were gradually transforming into ordinary mushrooms.

Dense, crimson mycelium spread outwards from beneath Viherzaku's feet, beginning to devour the remnants left behind by the Zul'Gurub avatar. As time continued to pass, a continuous stream of matter and energy surged into his body, causing his strength to rise almost endlessly.

Silver, barbed scales continued to grow from beneath the skin, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, while the wings on its back became increasingly tattered.

The corpses hanging above the bodies, connected by fungal threads, were completely transformed into a new outer shell. The heads seemed to be wearing a decaying mask, and only two eerie red lights remained where the eyes should have been.

At this moment, his appearance was nine-tenths similar to that of the Vaal Hazak. The power of fungi and decay grew stronger and stronger. His originally weak strength, which was only equivalent to a few adult white dragons, had crossed the legendary barrier in one fell swoop.

At the same moment, an unfamiliar spatial coordinate appeared in his mind. It was the mark left by the residual power of Zul'Gurub, corresponding to the 222nd layer of the Abyss.

Thor could clearly sense that, if he wanted, he could use this coordinate to open a passage to the abyss at any time.

But he obviously wouldn't choose to do that; that place was like a giant cesspool—easy to jump in, but difficult to get out.

Even if you manage to escape safely in the end, the lingering stench will remain, and it's unknown how long it will take to completely get rid of it.

However, this does not mean that the coordinates are worthless. Since it is inconvenient for him to go there in person, he can send his subordinates instead.

What is most known in the abyss? It is chaos, evil, endless demons, and countless souls.

Among the many powerful demons, souls are a form of currency and an extremely precious resource. This place is the largest source of spiritual essence in the entire multiverse.

However, demons are inherently too chaotic and disorderly, making it almost impossible for them to establish stable trade relations. In comparison, the demons in the Nine Hells are much more reliable.

At the same time, Thor was also very tempted by the devil's method of forging souls into currency.

If I could master this method, I could send my troops deep into the abyss and hell to conquer and plunder resources.

When people talk about blood battles, they often say that legends are as rare as dogs and demigods are everywhere, but this statement is obviously an exaggeration.

The vast majority of abyss lords possess only godlike power; even the mighty abyss prince was once sealed away and killed by Cui Heizi.

Many so-called legendary demons are merely creature templates that have reached the legendary level, which does not mean that their challenge level exceeds twenty.

The logic is simple: all adult true dragons can be called legendary dragons, including white dragons, but their actual combat strength...

With the overall combat strength that Thor currently possesses, he is fully qualified to enter the fray. Even if he cannot influence the course of the entire bloody battle, he can at least become a force to be reckoned with.

He felt it was time for him to open up a new battlefield.

The material plane involves too many deities, making it difficult for him to act without reservation.

Perhaps we could proactively establish contact with the demon lords of the Nine Hells, assisting them in fighting against the abyssal demons, in exchange for soul currency and the right to travel freely within Hell.

That old hag Tiamat, her divine kingdom happens to be located in Aphrodite.

This place, as the first level of the nine layers of hell, is adjacent to the Plain of Ten Thousand Abyss. The River Styx carries the souls of sinners through it, continuously giving birth to abyssal worms and inferior demons. It is also the core battlefield of the bloody war.

Then let the great Red Emperor have mercy and do this old hag a little filial piety by sending his men to help her share some of the battlefield pressure.

In return, she would surely be generous with a large amount of soul currency, as well as passes to the Nine Hells.

…………

Countless thoughts raced through his mind as Thor withdrew his consciousness from Viherzaku.

As everything settled into place, large numbers of Darkin began to return, leaving only a few to retrieve the Soul Eater that could grow into the Mastermind.

He glanced at the balance of essence in his mind and found that the value had increased significantly again, which could be considered a considerable gain.

Then, the massive dragon strode out of the Crimson Flame Palace and casually landed on a nearby hill. The weight of the dragon's body slammed down like a giant hammer, grinding a wide, flat platform into the ground.

Five stones of different colors—red, blue, green, black, and white—were placed at Thor's feet as he silently called out Tiamat's name.

When one's strength reaches a sufficient level, communicating with the gods becomes so simple and casual. There is no need to prepare things like altars or divine emblems. This symbol in front of you is the greatest respect Thor can offer.

The reason he didn't choose to communicate within the Crimson Flame Palace was because the dragon's inheritance deep within his bloodline warned him: that old man's hands and feet were not clean.

It's not that she would steal directly, but she might very well assume that all the treasures around her are offerings to her and forcibly take them away.