The foundation laid by decades of compulsory education is now showing its value. The popularization of literacy is the basis for the emergence of craftsmen, artists, and spellcasters.

Although limited by the time it has been developing, Thor's territory has not yet produced legendary archmages of the caliber of Elminster and the Mad Mage, but it has already produced a large number of mid- to low-level spellcasters.

While they may lack the ability to innovate, they are perfectly capable of building according to the established blueprints step by step.

At the Red Emperor's command, detailed construction blueprints were sent from the deep-water port, massive amounts of supplies were urgently mobilized, and convoys of transport vehicles stretched like an endless dragon across the wilderness.

The first main tower of the Bucara Spire was naturally located in the imperial capital at the foot of Mount Doom.

Through the collaborative efforts of dwarven craftsmen and spellcasters, the bronze base rose section by section like bamboo joints, and the massive tower continued to extend upwards. The tower was hollow inside, and its surface was engraved with layers upon layers of mysterious runes.

Once the energy conduit is connected to the element pool, the dazzling anchor gem is placed at the top of the tower, and the space at the center of the tower begins to twist and ripple, spreading out a translucent light membrane like water ripples.

Even at this point, the portal was still not completely completed.

Another spire with a perfectly matched magical frequency needs to be built at another location. Only when the two complement each other can the passage be truly connected.

The size of those spires can be increased or decreased as needed, and as long as they are connected to the main tower, they can form a transit hub like a passenger station.

Perhaps it won't be long before the old-fashioned cobblestone roads in the territory are gradually phased out.

When all kinds of goods can flow and communicate with each other with almost no delay, people and goods from thousands of miles away can arrive in an instant, which will surely give rise to an unprecedented scene of prosperity.

Chapter 477 Sleep

When the magic of the two Bucara towers resonated, the space was forcibly expanded like a viscous gel, creating a stable natural passage.

A soft, silvery light emanated from the passage, like fine silk threads or a hazy mist, and it even looked somewhat similar to the astral matter that permeated the astral plane.

A kobold, chosen as a test subject, mustered its courage and stepped forward into the silvery mist. The scene before it abruptly changed, its head spinning, and a strong sense of pressure enveloped it. The next moment, it was transported to the heart of the wilderness.

Although the entire teleportation process was not exactly comfortable, the Bukala Spire teleportation portal was ultimately successfully built.

The next step was to vigorously promote the network, connecting it to every city-state, farm, forest, and even other dimensions under his rule.

Even in the newly built city of Thor beside the deep-water port, a towering bronze spire is rising from the ground, firmly connecting this area to his territory.

In this way, Thor's army could press on at any time, and the flow and transportation of supplies became more and more convenient, further accelerating the process of encroaching on the deep-water port.

Nowadays, many basic industries such as grain merchants, blacksmith workshops, and leather workshops have been almost entirely taken over by the artisans and merchants under Saul's command.

This directly led to a large number of shops in the deep-water port being forced to close down, and property prices in the city continued to plummet.

In a magnificent manor in the inner city, a tall woman with long, straight black hair and an air of nobility was slumped over a table, pounding her fist and sighing deeply.

Her name is Xia Lanweiluosi, and she is not human, but a strong, adult steel dragon.

Steel Dragon is an uncommon metallic dragon, often considered a subspecies of Silver Dragon. It possesses two types of breath: acid and hypnotic gas, and also has exceptional magical talent.

In her youth, Sharanvelos was taken in as an apprentice and mount by the Archmage Lysols. After her adventures came to an end, she chose to settle in Deepwater Harbor.

After the Grand Master passed away, his estate was naturally inherited by Xia Lanweiluosi, which included a vast collection of knowledge books and a large number of properties.

In the long years that followed, Xia Lanweiluosi maintained her human form and engaged in a business that ordinary dragons rarely ventured into—trading.

This may be related to her long period of seclusion in the Amne region. Relying on her considerable strength and extraordinary talent, her business grew larger and larger, mainly engaged in lending and real estate.

Therefore, her treasure trove is quite different from that of ordinary dragons. Instead of piles of gold coins, gems, and magical artifacts, it contains numerous residences and shops in the southern part of Deepwater Harbor.

For example, the House of Pride perfume shop, the Melos silk shop, and so on.

These assets were originally quite valuable, but as Saul's influence expanded outwards, it severely impacted various industries, causing the commercial and real estate markets of the deep-water port to almost completely collapse.

The total value of her wealth is visibly shrinking every moment. If you also take into account the stockpiled goods and the loans that are difficult to recover after being issued, her assets are almost turning into a negative number.

For a true dragon, nothing is more heartbreaking than her current situation, more painful than being killed.

After briefly venting her emotions, she slowly raised her head, a resolute look appearing in her silver-gray pupils.

We can't continue like this. Since we can't win, we should choose to join.

Only by allowing the Red Emperor to completely annex Deepwater Port and restore the city to its former prosperity can the assets she holds appreciate in value again.

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Thor was unaware that the immense pressure he brought had already inspired many beings to consider coming to him for refuge.

However, the current Red Emperor is not someone who can be granted an audience with just anyone. Those of low status are not even worthy of his attention; they are all dealt with by his subordinates.

Time never stops, and years fly by.

The crimson tide, like a slowly blooming red lotus, gradually enveloped the entire northern land, and everything in the world was changing rapidly.

Despite being the largest city in the North, Deepwater Port could not hold out for long and eventually fell into Thor's control.

On the surface, the city lords are still Lyra and her group, but everyone knows perfectly well who holds the real power.

Small and medium-sized city-states like Three Pigs, Long Saddle, and Yata are no longer what they used to be; even Neverwinter, surrounded by ice and snow, Luskan, which relies on its naval power, and Mirabar, which is dominated by dwarves.

These city-states, whether situated in rugged terrain or bound together by racial ties, have seen the presence of Thor's forces appearing one after another.

The Red Emperor's power was like a giant wave sweeping across the north, penetrating everywhere and unstoppable.

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Thor, perched atop the Crimson Palace of Mount Doom, silently witnessed the passage of decades as his territory continued to expand outwards.

In the entire prime material plane, there are almost no opponents who can fight him. Apart from occasionally patrolling his territory, he rarely goes out to travel far anymore, and has completely transformed into a homebody dragon who lives in his lair.

Even so, his strength continued to grow over time. Now his body length has exceeded 220 meters, and the essence stored in his mind has accumulated to a staggering ten million.

Next, he will extract the first forbidden monster template from his dragon life, thus beginning a long slumber that transcends age. When he awakens, there will be no one in the entire prime material plane who can rival him.

To sustain the enormous energy consumption during his slumber, Thor devoured countless crystal minerals and all sorts of flesh and blood over the decades.

It was completely converted into high-purity, high-energy matter and stored in the body space, which had expanded to more than twelve times its own size.

When everything was ready, on a fine, sunny day, the enormous dragon silently leaped into the depths of the volcano, its heavy body sinking deeper and deeper into the earth like a weight.

The surrounding lava gradually changed color from orange-red to a blazing white, but Thor did not stop and continued to venture deeper underground.

The immense pressure underground caused the magma to become increasingly viscous, eventually being squeezed into a near-crystalline solid state.

The terrifying high temperature and pressure were enough to instantly take the life of a legendary warrior, but Thor simply closed his eyes contentedly.

As if sensing that the great dragon lord was about to fall into slumber, at this moment, the numerous true dragons within Thor's territory all chose to enter hibernation.

In a magnificent valley with stunning scenery, a tall figure with golden hair reaching her waist looked into the distance as if sensing something, her eyes reflecting a dazzling platinum light.

Inside the isolated fortress on the edge of the Gobi Desert, a blue dragon with scales shimmering like sapphires is gritting its teeth and talking in its sleep. The colorful scale crown on its head, which was originally just an ornament, is now rippling with real, multicolored light.

Within the distant hell of Bathor, a colossal egg, hundreds of meters in size, trembled violently, its dreamlike, glassy shell now covered with countless cracks.

Countless enormous beings are rushing toward this place from the outer plane suspended between the etheric chaos.

Chapter 478 Forbidden Monster Template

The monster known as the Forbidden Monster is the true apex predator in the entire Monster Hunter world.

They are nearly immortal, with vast and long lifespans, and wield terrifying power capable of destroying the world. Even within the entire series, their numbers are extremely small, yet each one possesses unparalleled strength.

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The deep underground was silent, except for the slow, rumbling movements of the earth's veins.

Gazing at the enormous magma wheel in his mind, Thor felt a long-lost surge of intense anticipation. He took a deep breath, stirring up a massive vortex in the viscous, churning lava, before finally making his decision and focusing his consciousness on the matter.

A full ten million units of spiritual energy converged into a magnificent nebula that surged in, with neon-like points of light flickering all around, constantly captivating his mind.

As the turntable slowly came to a stop, within the squares illuminated by the light, a ferocious-looking evil dragon was clearly outlined in ink.

When countless dragons are driven away, the legend will awaken.

When flesh is torn apart, bones are shattered, and blood is completely sucked dry, it descends into the world.

It burns the earth, melts steel, and boils rivers.

It whipped up a fierce wind, swept away the trees, and ignited a raging fire.

Her name is Mira Boreas.

Its name is the Battle of Destiny.

Its name is: Death That Cannot Be Avoided.

Those who have a throat should roar out loud;

Those who have ears should listen attentively;

Those who are sincere should pray to Heaven.

Mira Boreas, encompassing all things in heaven and earth.

Sing its name, and it will cover all things in heaven and earth.

Sing its name.

Sing its name...

The ancient and desolate ballad seemed to echo slowly in the depths of his soul, and the moment Thor saw the monster icon, his heart couldn't help but clench.

Even though the Monster Hunter world is full of powerful monsters, with more than a dozen forbidden monsters from various series, the one that is most well-known to the world is always just one – the Black Dragon Mira-Boreas.

It has four legs and two wings, a long and graceful neck and tail, and its body is covered with hard, purplish-black scales. Its back is covered with ferocious and terrifying thorns.

Adult individuals can reach over forty meters in length, and their bodies are filled with calamity fire capable of burning everything. They have existed since the ancient times and are rumored to possess a vigorous life force that makes them almost immortal. They are regarded as the ancient ancestors of all monsters.

Legend has it that a giant dragon-man, a rare occurrence in the history of the dragon race, was born and by chance obtained a giant sword forged from the body material of a black dragon.

Relying on this incredibly powerful weapon, the giant dragonman once severely injured the so-called White Giant God, the Collapse Dragon. Unfortunately, the fierce battle ended with a massive avalanche, which ultimately prevented him from completely killing his opponent.

In the long years that followed, to prevent the Benglong from recovering and returning, the giant dragonman left the Black Dragon Greatsword near the snow mountain and established the village of Bokai, ordering his people to guard and protect it for generations.

A thousand years have passed, and the lives of the villagers have changed generation after generation, but the black dragon sword, which stands like a giant monument, still stands quietly deep in the frozen cave.

Village residents or hunters from elsewhere often use special methods to carve out fragments from the greatsword to forge weapons and equipment in order to fight powerful monsters.

The living flesh and blood originating from forbidden monsters allow this giant sword to retain its vitality even after thousands of years. Even when it is constantly shattered and fragmented, the sword can always regenerate on its own, and even grow larger and heavier.

This inevitably leads one to wonder whether, if time continues to flow, this black dragon greatsword will one day give birth to a completely new black dragon.

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Memories flashed through his mind, and a line of pale blue text appeared before Thor's eyes.

Congratulations on obtaining the [Black Dragon Monster Template]. Do you wish to withdraw immediately? Yes/No.

He was momentarily stunned, never expecting that his first draw would yield a forbidden monster template that perfectly suited him and held the greatest potential.

It's important to know that in the Monster Hunter universe, the Black Dragon is the only forbidden monster that explicitly possesses a subspecies and numerous closely related species.

When it becomes enraged and its internal energy surges out of control, it will transform into a raging red-black dragon.

The legendary ancestor of all dragons, the Ancestral Dragon, has an appearance almost identical to the Black Dragon, except that its scales and whiskers are pure white. Scholars speculate that it may be the first Black Dragon individual that has lived for countless years.

And then there's the Black Dragon, which can boil an entire ocean, manipulate geological changes at will, and shape continental plates. It also belongs to the same family as the Black Dragon and is considered to be a homologous species that took completely different evolutionary paths in ancient times.

Compared to other forbidden monsters, the Black Dragon's system is undoubtedly more orthodox, and its hidden potential is unfathomable.

Thor could hardly imagine how terrifying his strength would rise after fusing with the Black Dragon Template, given that he already possessed many extraordinary abilities.

Feeling his body at its peak and the mountain of reserves piled up in his internal space, he immediately stopped hesitating and used his consciousness to click to withdraw the funds.

The surrounding space trembled violently, and a ball of pitch-black light appeared out of thin air, surrounded by a crimson corona.

An aura of destruction and malevolence emanated from it, as if it were about to drag all things in the world into a predetermined final destruction.

A ferocious dragon head slowly emerged from within the black sun. Although it was merely an ethereal spiritual essence, it still brought Thor a strange sense of oppression.

But how could the mighty Red Emperor be afraid? A strong sense of greed flashed in his eyes. Instead of retreating, he lunged forward.

A familiar warmth surged and rose through his limbs and bones. If the power that flowed in before was like a rushing river or a volcanic eruption, this time it was like a blazing sun exploding inside his body.

The heat was indescribable, an intense heat. Even as a red dragon, possessing a constitution that granted him near-immunity to high temperatures, Thor still felt unbearably hot.

Every cell and every inch of flesh in the body seemed to melt and disintegrate under this extreme high temperature, and then be reconstructed and reorganized in a completely new form.

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