Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

Today, let him see for himself the true strength of a dragon, which cannot be measured by challenge level alone.

In the next instant, the immense magical power emanating from his mouth transformed into a scorching ray, shooting directly at the old bear-man in the distance, completely ignoring his words.

Faced with this sudden attack, the old bear-man showed no surprise whatsoever. The moment he appeared, he had already been on high alert.

His seemingly bulky figure leaped lightly to the side, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and quickly charged towards Thor.

"The agility of a cat!"

A deep roar echoed through the night sky, and with his powerful dynamic vision, Thor could even vaguely glimpse a hazy cat-shaped phantom shrouding the old bear-man.

As the old bear-man drew near, Thor abruptly closed his gaping maw, and the heat rays emanating from it instantly dissipated like noodles being bitten through.

The magic within him began to surge towards his forepaws, and then he slammed his fist into the ground. The immense impact, imbued with magic, flowed down the ground in all directions.

Sharp spikes, as sharp as needles, instantly took shape and, with the continuous infusion of magic, suddenly emerged from the ground like fangs.

The dense, thorny ground covered an area of ​​180 degrees in front of Thor, resembling a thicket of brambles.

The old bear-man, charging at high speed, was naturally within the attack range of the ground spikes. Just as he was about to be pierced through, he clapped his large hands together.

"The tortoise's resilience!"

As the voice faded, the phantom of the spirit cat enveloping him instantly transformed into a pitch-black old tortoise, and the magic power within his body spread outward, forming a spherical shield covered with patterns resembling a tortoise shell.

The spikes that rose from below struck the shield, creating only ripples like waves before breaking off due to the clash of magic and dissipating into specks of yellowish-brown earth elemental light in the air.

'That's interesting, let's try this one!'

A sinister grin spread across Thor's massive head. Although he preferred to use breath and awakening spells to fight, that didn't mean he was a mage who was afraid of enemies getting close.

The thicket of spikes, resembling thorns, failed to harm the old bear-man, but successfully hindered his charge.

Taking this opportunity, Thor raised his massive claws again and slammed them down on the old bear-man's head.

At the critical moment, the old bear-man raised its hands in time, meeting Thor's strike with the force of lifting a cauldron. A deafening roar suddenly rang out as its hard scales and sharp claws rubbed against the iron-gray protective shield, causing it to twist violently.

The red dragon, which is eleven meters long, has a purified bloodline, and possesses multiple monster templates, is incredibly powerful.

The protective shield around the old bear's body only lasted for three breaths before it exploded like a fragile eggshell. His feet sank suddenly, and his legs below the knees were slammed into the ground.

Tiny specks of iron-gray fluorescence emanated from his body; these were the spirit turtle souls that had been shattered along with the shield.

These beast spirits, which were obtained from the wilderness and carefully nurtured and strengthened by the old bear-man, should have returned to the wilderness. However, a strange attraction emanated from Thor and instantly devoured him.

Mental Essence +37.

A pale blue subtitle flashed past below his line of sight, instantly filling Thor with unexpected joy—he hadn't expected this old guy to be able to drop "gold coins".

Unlike Thor's surprise, the old bear-man pinned under Thor's claws felt only deep horror.

This red dragon looks like it's only in its teens, so why does it possess such incredible physical strength?

What was that strange attraction all about? How could it directly devour the beast spirit that I had painstakingly cultivated?

A strange sense of unease rose in Old Bear's heart, but he quickly suppressed it with his strong will.

Thick veins bulged all over his body, like earthworms wriggling under his skin. He suddenly roared and forcefully pushed Thor's claws away.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, he immediately rolled on the spot, and in a few leaps, he distanced himself from Thor, standing on the roof of a half-collapsed house, and said in a solemn tone.

"I admit, I underestimated you a bit before, Red Dragon! But don't think you've already won. I'll show you the true power of the Way of the Beast!"

Upon hearing this, Thor let out a wild laugh, grinning widely to reveal his gleaming white fangs.

"The power of wild beasts? What unfamiliar terms! How did they come together? Let me see for myself!"

"You'll see! You'll regret your arrogance!"

Animal phantoms began to flash rapidly across the old bear-man's body—tiger, rabbit, cow, rat… but were eventually swallowed up by a huge brown bear phantom.

The enormous phantom of the bear stood upright, nearly ten meters tall, before beginning to shrink little by little, while the old bear-man's body, in the opposite direction, began to expand continuously.

The two, one large and one small, quickly overlapped, becoming indistinguishable. What finally appeared before Thor was a behemoth of a bear-man, a full six meters tall.

The enormous bear-man clenched his fists, and the surging power within him caused his golden-brown fur to rise abnormally.

The anxiety caused by the previous minor setback has completely dissipated, replaced by a strong sense of confidence.

"The cat's agility, the ox's strength, the tiger's robustness, the mouse's alertness... Now, I have combined the power of all beasts and possess the power to dominate the world like a bear!"

Thor merely smiled dismissively and asked indifferently.

"Can you fly?"

Chapter Ninety-Five Fierce Battle

Flight—for the vast majority of living beings, it remains an unfamiliar concept.

Even in this fantastical world, over 90% of warrior professionals, who have undergone countless trials and tribulations to develop iron-like physiques, astonishing strength, and lightning-fast movement abilities, are still unable to break free from the earth's constraints and grasp the mysteries of flight.

Only by using magical equipment or being a class with spellcasting abilities can one have the chance to step into that vast sky realm.

Since this old bear-man has completely integrated the ways of other beasts into his bear body, even if he truly possesses the spirit of a bird, he probably won't be able to use it now.

If one day he can truly make the characteristics of all animals appear on his body at the same time, then he will not be far from the realm of legend.

…………

Faced with Thor's question, the old bear felt a sudden chill in his heart and instantly sensed that something was wrong.

With a powerful push from his strong legs, he landed on all fours and surged forward at high speed like a fully loaded truck.

This reaction was undeniably swift, but compared to Thor, it was ultimately a step too slow.

Before the words had even finished, Thor's wings, which were adorned with flame patterns, had already spread open. With a sudden flap of his large wing membranes, he took off directly into the air thanks to the powerful reaction force.

It should be noted that most real dragons, due to their enormous size, often need a running start before taking off, just like geese and swans.

Even with training, this process can be omitted, but it still requires the jumping power of the limbs, unlike Thor, who simply used the power of his wings to pull himself off the ground.

The giant bear-man missed its target and was met with a raging inferno from above.

Thor's red dragon bloodline was surging rapidly, causing the surrounding fire elements to continuously converge towards his wings, transforming into a constant stream of dragon breath from his mouth.

What is the greatest strength of a true dragon? Besides its incomparably strong physique and the magic that awakens with age, isn't it its innate breath weapon and its extraordinary ability to fly?

Seeing that his opponent had switched to a form suitable for close combat, Thor naturally wouldn't be foolish enough to stand on the ground and fight head-on.

Faced with the oncoming flames, the old bear-man only let out a deafening roar, and his body surface flashed with a yellowish light. No matter how the flames burned, his golden-brown fur remained completely still and unharmed.

With his strong arms, he swept to the side and lifted up a huge rock, over a meter in diameter, from the foundation of the room, then slammed it down on Thor in mid-air.

Seeing the massive boulder hurtling towards him, Thor subtly adjusted the small muscles within his wings and nimbly flipped away to dodge it. A faint red glow emanated from his chest and throat, and his dragon breath continued to pour forth.

The raging flames, after landing on the ground, spread outwards like blooming lotus flowers. The houses built of wood, stone, and clay around them began to be set ablaze, gradually turning into blazing bonfires.

Some of the beastmen who couldn't escape were instantly engulfed by the sea of ​​fire. They screamed in agony as they struggled desperately in the flames, looking like dancing torches.

The old bear-man watched helplessly as his camp, painstakingly built, was about to be burned to the ground, not only unable to subdue the evil dragon in the sky but also threatened with complete destruction.

This was crucial to his future exploration of the Way of the Wild. He gritted his teeth, and his massive body suddenly shrank, returning to its original size once more.

"Damn dragon! You cowardly coward who only knows how to run away, do you really think I'm helpless just because you're flying in the sky? Watch out, my wings of flight!"

The spirits of the beasts that had been swallowed by the giant bear reappeared, and a phantom-like figure, resembling a swan, enveloped the old bear-man.

Two wings made entirely of energy suddenly extended from his shoulder blades, transforming him into a flying bear that soared straight into the sky.

Thor was surprised to find that the guy was actually quite fast; in the blink of an eye, he was already beside him.

Immediately afterwards, a dull pain came – it turned out that the old bear-man had clenched his large hands into fists and pounded them hard on his side.

"That's interesting. It actually dares to fly up into the sky and fight me."

Feeling the throbbing pain in his side, a fierce glint flashed in Thor's eyes.

His head, which was spewing dragon fire, suddenly jerked upwards, and the flames that should have soared into the sky instead poured down his nose like water.

His magical ability to manipulate mortal fire allows him to control and shape the flames he spews out, as well as the naturally burning flames around him, to a certain extent.

Flames continuously gushed from the corners of his mouth and began to envelop his body, quickly forming a thick cloak of flames, so that any creature that wanted to attack him had to endure a wave of scorching flames first.

As the temperature continued to rise, Thor's already bright red scales shimmered with a blazing red light, as if they were branded with a red-hot iron.

When the old bear-man dodged Thor's pounce and struck him in the chest with a backhand punch, he felt a sharp, burning pain. After dodging, he discovered that a patch of the thick fur on his paws had been singed.

What kind of monster is this? Its defensive capabilities far surpass those of an ordinary red dragon, its breath attacks are incredibly varied, it possesses powerful flight abilities, and its physical attributes are terrifying…

This gave the old bear-man the illusion that he was facing not a juvenile red dragon, but an adult red dragon.

If they are already so terrifying at such a young age, what will they be like when they grow up?

The old bear-man began to hesitate, wondering whether he should continue fighting.

But when he thought about how he had completely offended this monster, and how he would probably not be able to sleep peacefully if he were to live through today, he immediately made up his mind.

After dodging Thor's tail sweep with a spin, the old bear-man soared into the air and fell behind him.

Faced with this move, which was clearly intended to attack the blind spot behind the large animal, Thor simply let out a silent laugh.

With a flick of his flexible neck, he twisted his head all the way behind him.

Faced with the dragon's mouth suddenly biting down, this time, the old bear-man did not dodge, but instead took the initiative to meet it.

He raised his hands and pressed down on Thor's jaw, the wings on his back instantly disintegrated, and the phantom of a brown bear reappeared on his body.

He actually intended to switch forms in mid-air to forcibly drag Thor to the ground.

However, just as the massive number of beast spirits emerged, a dazzling beam of light suddenly shot out from Thor's throat.

A terrifyingly high-temperature heat beam passed between the old bear-man's palms, heading straight for his head. Although he dodged it by turning his head, it penetrated directly into the beast spirits that rose behind him.

As Thor's head swayed, the orange-red light instantly flashed like a divine sword, slicing through the vast array of beast spirits.

Countless disintegrating points of soul light appeared in the sky and were fiercely absorbed into his body.

"Old man, it seems you've miscalculated!"

Chapter Ninety-Six: Harvest

A series of notifications indicating an increase in essence appeared below Thor's line of sight, each notification containing twenty or thirty points of essence, instantly increasing his essence balance by nearly two hundred.

Just as he was about to continue shaking his head to harvest more beast spirits, the hazy animal phantoms were suddenly pulled back into the old bear-man's body.

As the giant brown bear phantom reappeared, its size increased again, but perhaps due to the lack of animal spirit blessing this time, it only grew to 5 meters tall.

But this is already a behemoth. It should be noted that of Thor's 11-meter length, the majority is his tail and neck, with his actual torso only accounting for about one-third.

The bear-man's 5-meter-tall body looked almost the same size as Thor's. With a sudden jerk of his massive paws, he flung Thor's head away and then slammed it down with tremendous force.

Unexpectedly, Thor suddenly folded one of his wings, and his entire body flipped over instantly, completing a 360-degree rotation in the air.

The old bear-man who was riding on his back was now thrown to the bottom and pulled further and further away from Thor by gravity.

"Old man, do you really think I'm afraid of you just because I fly in the sky?"

As the battle continued, the red dragon blood within Thor gradually boiled, causing his emotions to become intense and furious.

He was no longer satisfied with long-range attacks from high altitudes; he craved close-quarters combat and a bloody battle.

He folded his wings and swooped down after the falling bear-man.

Roar! !

A wild roar rang out, and the huge old bear-man rolled on the ground, his golden-brown fur covered in dust, before he quickly stood up.

At this moment, the red dragon above, engulfed in flames, crashed down on him like a giant meteorite.

The moment the two giant beasts collided, the surrounding air seemed to transform into the surface of a lake where pebbles had been thrown in, creating continuous ring-shaped shockwaves.

The immense force caused the old bear-man's thick legs to sink into the ground, causing the rubble to bounce slightly, as if the entire ground was trembling.

Thor gripped the old bear-man's hands tightly with his claws covered in tough scales, opened his ferocious maw, his fangs wreathed in flames, and bit down toward his throat.

The giant bear-man hurriedly shrank his head, but his short, thick neck was far less agile than that of a dragon, and his shoulder was still bitten hard.