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This is a bear goblin, the largest and fiercest of all goblin-like creatures.

Ordinary gnolls are as insignificant as domestic dogs in front of a brown bear, and four of them emerged from the cave.

Chapter 81 The Witch

Each goblin held a wooden club over a meter long and thicker than an adult's thigh, its surface inlaid with rusty nails and broken metal pieces.

Because it has been soaked in oil and blood for many years, the entire wooden stick has a filthy dark brown color, and no one can say how many heads it has smashed.

Behind these goblins, another sharp sound came from the depths of the cave, a sound like an old cat croaking in the middle of the night, which was annoying to listen to.

"You bunch of stupid fools who deserve to be taught a lesson! How dare you let these filthy stray dogs into my room! I'll skin you alive, smash your flesh into mincemeat, and offer your souls to the devil!"

Upon hearing the sound, the four mighty and sturdy bear goblins couldn't help but shudder. Their bodies, which had been blocking the cave entrance, moved to the sides, revealing a slender figure behind them.

It was an extremely ugly old woman with messy long hair, wrinkles and tumors covering her greenish-brown skin, a tattered dress, and thin, long limbs like withered tree branches, and fingernails as sharp as shards of glass.

This is a witch, an evil creature from the fairy wilderness. She has a lifespan as long as that of an elf, yet she harbors a deep hatred for all the beautiful things in the world.

The hag glared fiercely at the surrounding gnolls with her murky, green eyes, and sharp teeth were clearly visible in her mouth below her long nose.

"You lowly stray dogs, how dare you trespass into my territory."

"Since you're so eager to die, then I'll grant your wish! Da Mao, Er Mao, get them! Crush them all into mincemeat!"

As soon as the sharp words fell, the hag immediately raised the long whip made of humanoid spines and lashed it fiercely at the four bear goblins in front of her.

As expected, the excited roar did not occur. These lowly creatures, who should have been under her spell and obeyed her every word, stood motionless, their bodies trembling slightly with fear.

Sensing that something was amiss, the old hag's eyes darted around, and she cautiously took a step forward. Without the cave's cover, her view became much clearer.

Then she saw the enormous creature on the opposite mountaintop—over 10 meters long, with bulging muscles all over its body, huge horns sweeping backwards on its head, and wings that blotted out the sky.

"Look what I found! A witch, actually hanging out with goblins, I'm ashamed for you."

The wild words echoed in the air, giving the surrounding creatures the illusion that the ground itself was trembling.

The witch at the cave entrance gazed at the red dragon in the distance. The vast amount of dark knowledge she had accumulated over her long lifespan gave her a thorough understanding of this quintessential evil creature.

This is at least a juvenile, or even young, red dragon. Judging from its robust physique and extremely hard scales, it must possess outstanding melee combat abilities.

Coupled with its wide-range, destructive fire breath, high strength, high physique, and high perception, it is definitely an opponent that most creatures would not want to encounter.

This made the old hag put aside her innate contempt for other creatures and speak in a solemn tone.

"Red Dragon! There should be no conflict between us, so why did you invade my territory for no reason?"

Thor couldn't help but laugh at these weak words. Everyone knew he was a red dragon; what reason did he need for battle and conquest?

"Your territory? Everything within my sight should rightfully be my territory!"

You insignificant bug, how dare you appear in my territory and question me?

You now have only two choices: either kneel down and submit to me, or die!

The domineering response made the old hag's already ugly face even more hideous, and she screamed loudly:

"How dare you insult me! I will make you pay the price, and spend the rest of your life in nightmares!"

Thor, too lazy to waste any more words with her, curled a cruel smile at the corner of his mouth and growled in a low voice at the gnolls below.

"Grab her!"

Those gnolls who had been somewhat hesitant because of the appearance of the bear goblin and the witch immediately let out eerie laughter upon hearing this.

They surrounded it from all sides, like hyenas hunting buffalo.

Seeing this, the witch knew that things could not be resolved peacefully. A ball of dark light flew out from her claw-like palm and instantly entered the bodies of the four bear goblins.

These creatures, who had been somewhat intimidated and hesitant by Thor, suddenly became as if they had been injected with adrenaline, their eyes turning bloodshot, and they howled as they pounced on the surrounding gnolls.

The witch took the opportunity to retreat, trying to hide in the cave again.

Thor, of course, wouldn't let her escape so easily. His magic surged into his throat, transforming into a dazzling beam of light that shot out, directly cutting off the hag's retreat.

Even a spellcaster who only knows some basic spells is considered a rare talent by many factions.

His territory is just beginning, and it needs such evil creatures to join him.

The orange-red heat rays grazed the hag's vine-like, tangled hair and pierced the ground, leaving a deep lava indentation with just a slight sway from side to side.

Feeling the oppressive heat, the old woman who had stopped was suddenly drenched in cold sweat. Looking at the red dragon on the distant mountaintop, she couldn't help but feel a deep sense of dread.

What kind of spell is this? A fire ray? Isn't this power a bit too terrifying?

With her escape route blocked, the witch remained relentless. With a flicker of her body, she vanished into thin air as if fading away.

As mutated creatures from the Fairy Wilderness, they are born with magical abilities to change their form, create illusions, and bewitch the minds of other creatures.

Often, they use these abilities to infiltrate human villages and towns, gathering intelligence while luring those who yearn for a better life into making deals with them, causing them to gradually lose what they cherish, ultimately leading to deep regret.

However, this little trick had no effect on Saul.

Although the Red Dragon lacked true vision, he possessed an extremely high perception bonus. Combined with the echolocation ability provided by the Scaled Bat template, he instantly pinpointed the location of the witch.

"Hmph! You think you can get away with what I've set my sights on? That's wishful thinking!!"

Thor's wings, which were shimmering with flame patterns, suddenly flapped, and his massive body swooped down.

The smoke-breathing ability he acquired from the Rock Dragon and Gas Frog templates, combined with his awakened pyrotechnics, transformed into billowing smoke that surged wildly from his mouth.

A 30-meter-long plume of blue-white smoke, resembling a rushing waterfall, shot straight towards the location of the witch.

After the thick smoke carrying the shockwave hit the ground, it spread wildly in all directions like a surging sea of ​​clouds, instantly covering an area of ​​tens or even hundreds of meters in radius.

The toxic fumes entered her nasal cavity, causing the old hag to cough violently. Then she felt her body gradually becoming numb, her head becoming dizzy, and a strong drowsiness washed over her.

This made it impossible for her to maintain the invisibility spell, forcing her to reveal herself.

The next instant, the enormous red dragon crashed heavily in front of her, its outstretched wings obscuring the sky and casting a vast shadow symbolizing death.

Chapter 82 Extinction

"You think you can escape from me? What a pipe dream! A creature as insignificant as an ant, you only deserve to kneel and tremble at the feet of the great red dragon!!"

A loud roar burst forth from Thor's mouth, stirring up visible shockwaves that exploded outwards amidst the surrounding smoke.

The old hag's long, tangled hair was immediately whipped backward by the shockwave, revealing a look of panic on her face.

What the hell is going on with this damn red dragon? First came the scorching rays, then a large area of ​​poisonous smoke.

Why can't he just breathe fire like a normal red dragon? All he uses are these ridiculous tricks! Could he be some kind of bastard hybrid with some lowly creature?

Despite the wicked thoughts churning in her mind, the old hag forced a humble smile and hurriedly spoke.

“Great Red Dragon, please calm your anger. I am willing to use all the treasures I have accumulated to redeem my freedom.”

Thor lowered his head, and with the enhancement of bloodline purification and various monster templates, his head, which was even larger than that of an ordinary red dragon, looked down at the hag, spewing out two thick plumes of smoke full of disdain from his nostrils.

"Your treasure? That is my treasure! Submit to me, offer me everything, or you will die!!"

The scorching smoke, carrying bright sparks, lashed against the old woman's face, causing her to involuntarily lower her head, feeling waves of burning pain.

That damned red dragon, how dare he look down on her like that! She must... she must...!

A surge of intense anger and humiliation welled up in the old hag's heart. She suddenly raised her head and looked directly into Thor's golden vertical pupils. In an instant, her knees buckled and she knelt down with a "thud".

They've all sunk to the point of associating with goblins; where is their dignity left?

It's better to live a miserable life than to die. With her long lifespan, comparable to that of an elf, she might be able to outlive this red dragon. Then she could regain her freedom.

“Great Red Dragon, it is the greatest honor of my life to serve you. I hereby swear to offer you my most sincere loyalty. Please forgive my previous offense…”

A string of flattering words poured out of the hag's mouth, and if it weren't for her truly ugly and disgusting appearance, Thor might have actually felt a bit of pleasure.

As expected of creatures that know how to use magic, their level of intelligence is indeed much higher than those stupid gnolls.

But he did not let his guard down. His eyes, which seemed to contain flowing lava, remained fixed on the tiny old hag below, and he spoke in a cold and indifferent tone.

"Do you take me for a cub that has just left the nest? Do you think a few empty words can prove your loyalty? I swear to Her Majesty Tiamat and the great Asmodeus that from this day forward, I will be forever loyal to me!"

Upon hearing this, the old hag's heart sank.

Oaths made merely in the name of gods have no real binding force.

However, whether one will be punished by the corresponding deity after breaking the oath depends on luck, and ordinary creatures don't dare to gamble on it.

Just as she was hesitating, she saw the red dragon's eyes suddenly turn cold, and a light emanated from its chest all the way down its throat. Flames were already flickering in the corners of its open mouth.

This scene made her realize instantly that the red dragon was never a patient creature, much less someone to be bargained with.

“Very well! No problem! Under the witness of the great Empress Tiamat and Empress Asmodeus, I will forever be loyal to…”

As the last word of the oath fell, Thor seemed to feel an invisible force emanating from the hag before him, flying straight into the unknown depths of the void.

Of course, this alone is still not enough to guarantee the witch's loyalty.

Even the devil's contract has loopholes that people can exploit, so such a simple oath is naturally full of flaws.

But Saul only needed this simple restraint to prevent the hag from escaping. As for whether she would outwardly comply but inwardly disobey or shirk her duties, he had plenty of ways to deal with that.

Then, Thor withdrew his gaze from the witch, flapped his large wings, and took to the air again, landing back on the hilltop not far away.

This place offers a wide view and is an excellent observation deck, perfect for him to watch the battle between the gnolls and the goblins and pass the time.

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Under normal circumstances, if gnolls encounter creatures like bear goblins, they will usually back down unless food is scarce.

However, under Thor's gaze, these creatures that looked like humanoid hyenas displayed unusual ferocity, as if they were emboldened by their master.

The gnolls nimbly weaved around the four bear goblins, launching surprise attacks every now and then, making the most of their agility.

As the battle continued, several of the larger female gnolls suddenly rolled over, their bones cracking and stretching, their snouts widening and lengthening, transforming them into giant hyenas.

In gnoll tribes, there is a profession called sorcerer, where powerful female gnolls pass down knowledge about voodoo and wolves.

Some of these gnolls thus gain the ability to transform into hyenas or ferocious hyenas, and they don't even lose their ability to speak during the transformation, allowing them to communicate freely with hyenas.

After transforming, the jackal's body grew even larger. Although it was still slightly smaller than the bear goblin, it already possessed a certain amount of fighting power.

These bloodthirsty beasts, with cunning glints in their eyes, would often have one or more of them draw the bear goblin's attention from the front, while the others would seize the opportunity to launch a sneak attack from behind.

Hyenas' habits make them particularly "fond" of the bear goblin's genitals.

Just as one of the gnolls was struck hard by the wooden club and its body flew out like a broken sack, another gnoll, transformed into a giant hyena, took the opportunity to tear open the bear goblin's rear end.

The foul-smelling intestines, accompanied by scalding hot blood, gushed out instantly, which it grabbed tightly with its mouth and dragged a long way.

The injured bear goblin felt a piercing pain in his buttocks, followed by an empty feeling in his abdomen. His strength seemed to be drained away by an invisible hand. He threw his head back and let out a roar full of resentment before staggering to the ground.

The thick, pungent smell of blood in the air excited the gnolls around them even more. They surrounded the remaining bear goblins, emitting eerie laughter that sounded like weeping.

With the first bear goblin falling, the second one quickly followed suit, followed by the third and the fourth, until the entire goblin tribe was completely wiped out.

Thor looked down at the battlefield from his high vantage point, watching the fragments of essence flashing below him, and couldn't help but let out a joyful laugh.

In retrospect, these filthy stray dogs weren't entirely useless; at least they brought some fun to his monotonous life by cleaning up the trash that wasn't worth his time.

Chapter 83 Transition

A strong stench of blood filled the air as the victorious gnolls held their celebratory ceremony.

They savagely ripped open the goblins' chests, smashed their skulls, and devoured their hearts and brains. They even removed their teeth, scalps, and bones to use as ornaments, believing that doing so would give them the power to acquire the prey they had eaten.

Thor ignored the hyenas' revelry, simply telling the old hag beside him to "follow me," before flapping his wings and flying back to his lair.

The enormous red dragon quickly disappeared into the air, leaving the old hag behind with a look of uncertainty on her face.

She had intended to take this opportunity to escape, but the thought of the vow she had just made filled her with inexplicable panic. Gritting her teeth, she could only obediently follow.