Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

It's important to know that the hunter himself doesn't possess any magic or elemental abilities; all the dazzling combat effects are triggered by weapons crafted from monster materials.

Even so, they were still able to repel the ancient dragons that wielded various natural disasters and confront the ferocious charges of giant monsters head-on.

If we consider the size and mass difference between a top hunter who can block a Diablos's full-speed charge head-on with a shield, the muscle output power is at least thousands or even tens of thousands of times that of an ordinary human, demonstrating an astonishingly strong physique.

Of course, such top hunters are only rare individuals, one in ten thousand, but this is enough to prove that their bloodline potential is extremely profound.

From this point on, the native inhabitants of the North will possess a solid foundation, greatly increasing the probability of legendary warriors emerging in the future.

It's no wonder that even though the chances of dying from the Dragon's Curse are slim, adventurers still flock to the North, hoping to make a name for themselves in the Dragon's Realm.

Compared to human inhabitants, whose evolution toward the hunter template is still uncertain, the bipedal cats are quite obvious.

The Palico, Merlin, and Dettel are all classified as belonging to the same family, but they have diverged in terms of habitat and lifestyle, evolving into different branches.

Among countless creatures, they are chosen by hunters in the Monster Hunter world as companions, naturally possessing their own unique and outstanding talents.

With a powerful physique, quick reflexes, remarkable intelligence, top-notch culinary skills, and even achievements in construction and writing, he is quite accomplished.

This is an ideal vassal race, similar in role to the kobolds and dragonkin under Thor, though each has its own strengths.

Aside from the boost from the dragon vein, their intelligence, appearance, and physical attributes are even superior to those of the kobolds.

If the population is allowed to reproduce and expand freely, the gods who hold divine positions related to cats will certainly be very happy to accept them as their followers and chosen people.

Even the eyes of those cat gods have probably already been set on the northern lands, but the entire territory is covered by Thor's dragon nest domain, so they can't find an opportunity to intervene for the time being.

The birth of a new intelligent race is often enough to support one or even several exclusive racial deities.

Thor, of course, wouldn't let such an opportunity slip by. His territory, possessing both inclusiveness and absolute dominion, could grant these Palicoes equal citizenship, making them serve him like kobolds.

Now he has both a cat and a dog, which was a symbol of success in his previous life.

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With the resettlement of the Palico tribe finalized, all of Thor's subjects once again plunged into a new round of busy work.

The Dragon Emperor's selection of his consorts was a grand ceremony that caused a sensation throughout the land, so naturally, invitations were sent out widely and a lavish banquet was held to let the whole world witness this grand event.

All kinds of drinks and ingredients need to be prepared in advance, and countless gold coins are spent like flowing water to acquire rare and exotic items from all over the continent and even from outer dimensions.

After Thor's size increased dramatically, the Crimson Flame Palace, where he used to live alone, now seemed too small. Moreover, it would need to accommodate a group of dragon consorts in the future, so it had to be expanded immediately.

The doomsday volcano and the city at its foot, bathed in crimson light, are adorned with gold and jewels, creating a festive atmosphere for the celebration.

A giant stairway leading straight to the summit of the volcano was built from the foot of the mountain, its surface entirely paved with gold, creating a magnificent and awe-inspiring sight.

Three months may seem like a long time, but it flies by in the midst of all the busyness.

When the grand ceremony was scheduled, a giant dimensional vortex was temporarily opened above the spatial barrier that covered the entire northern land to welcome guests from all directions.

Chapter 484 The weak have no right to see me

Waaaaah!!

The horn, carved from the horn of a horned dragon, was slowly blown, its powerful and melodious sound resounding throughout the entire sky.

The deafening cheers soared into the sky, and thunder and flames erupted together, like a sky full of dazzling fireworks.

A massive spatial vortex burst open in the sky, and the mother dragons from various planes looked at each other warily before rushing into the vortex.

After decades of waiting, they did not come away empty-handed. At least they each used their own channels to find out more information about the Red Emperor, and they also fought each other many times, secretly determining the approximate strength of each other.

Leading the charge were a red dragon, an iron dragon, and an amethyst dragon.

They are the strongest dragon species among the three major groups of five-colored dragons, iron dragons, and gem dragons. With comparable basic talents, they rely on their unique bloodline bonuses to achieve a comprehensive strength far exceeding that of other dragon species.

But in this multiverse, there are far more than just these three types of true dragons. Suddenly, a sliver of cold moonlight fell from the originally clear and cloudless sky, and the surrounding air rippled like a lake.

A long, dark dragon shadow slowly emerged from the moonlight. It was a moon dragon, a special kind of dragon whose scales changed color between black and white depending on the phase of the moon.

When their bodies turn completely black, their power reaches its peak, and their alignment simultaneously shifts to chaotic evil; when their bodies are covered in mottled black and white patches, they belong to neutral evil, and can only exert half of their power; when they turn completely white, transforming into lawful evil, their combat power is reduced to only a quarter.

At first glance, they may not seem particularly powerful, but as dragons who inhabit the void and other dimensions, they are born with the talent to navigate through the stars and transform into moonlight. They also possess an extremely cold breath that is far more powerful than that of a white dragon, as well as a mind-altering poison gas called Moon Bewitching.

In addition to its special body born from the void, and its mirror-like scales that can deflect light attacks, even in its weakest form, the pure white dragon, its overall strength still surpasses that of ordinary true dragons.

At this moment, the moon dragon was in its strongest and most ferocious pure black form. With a flash, it overtook the three leading mother dragons and was about to be the first to enter the northern territory when a spatial vortex suddenly formed in front of it, and a blue-gold dragon shadow rushed out from it.

This is a vortex dragon, and like the moon dragon, it belongs to the true dragons of the outer void.

Her entire body was covered in tiny, blue diamond-like scales, and her horns stretched backward from the top of her head, resembling surging waves. A faint halo of starlight surrounded her, and swirling patterns of stars flowed across her body.

With an innate and extreme affinity for space, this true dragon can construct temporary spatial passages at will and travel freely to various places; her bites and claw strikes can also penetrate spatial rifts and act on any target within a certain range.

In terms of sheer speed, few dragons in the world can rival it. A flash of blue-gold light, and it had already taken the lead in entering the northern territory.

Enraged by the sight, the Moon Dragon, already in a state of chaos and evil, roared and spewed out a black, icy breath, but ultimately could not catch up with its opponent and could only feel resentment.

A group of female dragons descended into the northern lands one after another through the spatial barrier. As soon as they landed, an extremely heavy pressure pressed down from the sky, and an indescribable mysterious power filled the air, causing all the dragons to feel inexplicably uneasy.

The vortex dragon, which had been leading the charge, now stood cautiously at a distance, while the enraged moon dragon instantly suppressed its ferocity and became serious.

Upon seeing this, the other female dragons that followed closely behind hovered in mid-air, raising their eyes to survey the magnificent and awe-inspiring scene before them, their eyes filled with a mixture of fear and intense greed.

A line of Darkin giants, averaging over fifteen meters in length, flew in from afar, their wings unfurling like giant banners, their heavy weapons gleaming coldly in the sunlight.

The overwhelming aura emanating from them instantly drew the attention of all the female dragons; a single one would not be a threat, but there were hundreds or even thousands of them in total, and this was not even all of them, which was already a formidable and powerful force.

Especially the petite Darkborn leading the group, with her hands wrapped in intricate chains, her gown's hem stretching more than ten meters in the air, and her body shimmering with four-colored elemental light, was undoubtedly a legendary powerhouse, whose strength even surpassed that of most of the female dragons present.

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Verina's gaze swept lightly over the group of female dragons, lingering only on a few of them. She raised her hand and took out a small golden jar from her sleeve. With a gentle shake, glittering golden sand flowed out like a long river.

"Please follow me, everyone. The great Dragon Lord is waiting for you in the Crimson Flame Palace."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned and stepped onto the long road paved with golden sand. Her Dark Ones lined up on both sides of the road, like a well-organized ceremonial guard, leading the way.

The many female dragons exchanged glances. Since things had come to this point, none of them were willing to give up. They all moved their massive bodies and followed the procession forward.

As they traveled to the foot of Mount Doom, gazing at the golden staircase large enough for dragons to pass through, the desire in the dragons' eyes burned even brighter.

Dog-headed figures bearing dragon veins were running back and forth, carrying various rare artifacts high on their heads, many of which were treasures that even the well-traveled mother dragons had never seen before.

The plates, forged entirely of gold and silver and inlaid with various gemstones, were clearly priceless. This extremely luxurious sight made the female dragons' hearts itch, and they wished they could plunder them on the spot.

However, the aura of the Darkin giants guarding both sides of the Golden Stairs was too powerful. Intimidated by their combat strength, no dragon dared to make any rash moves.

Is this the Darkin Legion that the Red Emperor used to conquer all corners of the world? It truly lives up to its reputation. If only I could control this legion…

As the dragons pondered their own thoughts, their massive bodies finally stepped onto the golden steps. A tremendous, overwhelming pressure, as vast as a mountain and as deep as the sea, suddenly descended from the sky. Caught off guard, many of the female dragons were nearly crushed to the ground by the immense weight.

"Damn it! What on earth is going on?"

"Good weight!"

"Is this how you treat your guests?"

The sudden turn of events nearly embarrassed the female dragons in public, and their anger surged as they questioned the situation, creating a commotion.

Faced with the dragons' dissatisfaction, Verina calmly turned around, her long dress fluttering gently in the elemental light, and looked down at the group of female dragons.

"This is a test given to you by the great Dragon Lord. The weak are not qualified to meet my Lord."

Only by withstanding this oppressive force and reaching the summit will you have the chance to become Dragon Consorts. If you are unable to persevere, you will remain at the foot of the mountain as losers.

These words immediately caused an uproar among the female dragons, who were even more dissatisfied with Verina's attitude.

"You mere dependent, do you even know who you're talking to!"

"Damn it, once I'm successfully chosen as the Dragon Consort, I'll definitely punish him properly..."

"Know your place! How dare you treat us with such disrespect..."

Verina turned around nonchalantly, completely disregarding the threat posed by the dragons.

Let alone these dragons who are merely candidates for Dragon Consort, even if they were officially appointed Dragon Consorts, so what? As the Dragon Lord's direct personal guards, the Dark Ones have always only respected the Dragon Lord and have no regard for any other beings.

Moreover, in her view, these evil dragons were not qualified to be elected; the truly capable candidates had not yet appeared.