Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

"Torn to shreds! Well done! Cowards deserve to die!"

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Thor looked down at the chaotic battle below. He did not forbid the creatures in the circle from escaping; those who survived by running away were lucky and capable.

However, it now seems that the evil creatures densely packed around the circle, driven somewhat mad by the smell of blood, have a different idea.

Since that's the case, it doesn't really matter. They're all worthless trash anyway, the kind of useless trash that can be killed with a single breath of dragon's breath. So what if they're dead? There's nothing to worry about.

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Life is such a fragile thing; nearly a hundred evil creatures were almost all wiped out in less than half an hour.

To everyone's surprise, the one who survived amidst the corpses was not one of the strong ogres and goblins, but a gnoll.

The hunched-over, trembling humanoid hyena was covered in crisscrossing red fur and tangled wounds, yet its eyes shone with intense excitement and fanaticism.

It stumbled to the foot of the cliff where Thor's lair was located, knelt down with a thud, and roared in a hoarse voice:

"I won! Great Dragon Lord, I have won!"

Thor snapped out of his reverie, looked down at the gnoll, nodded in satisfaction, and said in a deep voice.

"Very good! You have proven your worth with blood and slaughter, and I will remember your name."

"Gnoll—what's your name?"

Upon hearing this, the gnolls below excitedly raised their heads and responded loudly.

"My name is Morak, Morak of the Bloodclaw Clan!"

The name echoed in Thor's mind for a moment before being forgotten.

He was just a little gnoll; he wasn't really worth remembering. It was just a way to better manipulate the emotions of those evil creatures.

But with his memory, he almost never forgets anything he has seen or heard, and to some extent, he has indeed remembered it as he said.

He then reached under his wing and pulled out a long, rectangular dragon crystal. After thinking for a moment, he pinched one end, snapped it open with his thumb, and dropped the smaller piece down.

"As a reward for your courage, this magic crystal is yours."

And all those corpses of the defeated, they are all your spoils of war!

The dazzling dragon crystals traced a vertical drop line along the cliff face, reflecting a faint bluish-green halo under the sunlight.

Morak, who was lying below, immediately lunged forward, ignoring the pain of his body hitting the stone wall, and like a hungry dog ​​snatching food, tightly hugged the fist-sized magic crystal to his chest.

This is not only a precious gem rich in magic, but also the great dragon lord's recognition and reward for it.

With this magic crystal, he could break the matriarchal tradition of the gnoll clan and become the first male leader of the Bloodclaw clan in hundreds of years.

"Thank you for your grace, Dragon Lord! Thank you for your grace, Dragon Lord! I will serve as your most loyal hound, to serve you..."

Morac, dragging his weary body, kowtowed forcefully toward Thor, shouting out every word of praise he could think of.

This humble and obsequious demeanor did not earn the contempt of the other evil creatures; on the contrary, it aroused their sincere envy.

What an honor it is to be the dog of the great dragon lord! Intense jealousy even makes some evil creatures want to grind their teeth to dust.

Someone shouted "Long live the Dragon Lord!" and the other evil creatures, realizing what was happening, immediately began to echo it loudly.

For a moment, the air was filled with praise for Thor, which made him squint his eyes with pleasure.

But what makes him even happier than these emotional values ​​is the increase in the amount of essence he has accumulated in his mind.

The souls of those dead evil creatures, combined with the intense emotions erupting from the living, gave him a total of 275 essences.

He had even figured out how to use these essences: 200 points would be used to exchange for various ores and energy crystals, and the rest would be used to extract miscellaneous items.

While the various monster templates are important, it now seems that the clutter around the outermost edge of the roulette wheel is equally significant.

Without the continuous supply of various energy crystals and ores as a supplement, an ordinary red dragon would likely suffer from malnutrition if it were to recklessly load multiple monster templates. Its bloodline would be lucky not to be purified, let alone drained.

This is similar to a high-performance engine, which requires high-quality fuel. If you keep using inferior fuel, it's not just a matter of reduced power.

After finishing his business, Thor couldn't wait to turn back to his lair, intending to exchange for a large amount of ore and crystals as soon as possible to reward his stomach, which had been starving since yesterday.

Even after he disappeared, the evil creatures gathered below lingered, still fiercely discussing the chaotic battle that had just taken place.

A group of gnolls rushed to Morak's side, excitedly surrounding their tribe's hero and emitting eerie cries that sounded like both crying and laughing.

That's nearly 100 corpses! Morak, a single gnoll, certainly couldn't possibly eat them all; naturally, he would distribute them among the entire tribe.

For the next few days, they no longer had to worry about food.

Chapter 112 New Meals

Thor exchanged a full 200 points of mental energy essence for various energy crystals and ores, which he then swallowed whole.

His body's highly efficient digestive and absorption system, like an elemental furnace, immediately activated, and a surge of immense energy instantly overflowed from his abdomen, nourishing the cells within him that had been desperately thirsty. Various hard metallic substances were broken down into tiny particles, gradually filling his muscles, scales, and bones.

The feeling of his entire body being gradually filled made Thor let out a long, comfortable breath.

A torrent of heat gushed forth from its body, like a surging dragon, with sparks flashing within, which were its scales.

The scales that Thor's body had previously appeared rather thin were now growing at a slow but steady pace. Tiny flakes and dust were peeling off the scales—imperfections being replaced by better materials.

As a red dragon with powerful control over high-temperature flames, Thor is undoubtedly far superior to Armored Dragon and Glaive in refining ores and various metals.

This makes the carapace formed on the surface of his scales purer and thinner, perfectly combining defensive capabilities with agility.

After satisfying his hungry stomach, Thor poured all the remaining spiritual energy into the giant turntable in his mind to extract impurities.

Neon-like dots flashed by rapidly, grouping together 10 points of essence each time, accompanied by a constant stream of notifications.

"Congratulations on obtaining [Shriveled Insect Corpse], [Herbivorous Dragon Shell], [Tough Animal Hide], [Yellow Sand], [Large Jar of Honey], [Poisonous Mushroom]..."

These various items may seem useless at the moment, but they might come in unexpectedly useful ways someday in the future.

At the same time, Thor did not place his hopes on this random draw; what he really cared about was the wide range of designated abilities that would be granted after every 10 draws.

With 75 points of essence, he could make 6 designated draws. He selected all of them on ore crystals and finally got what he wanted: [Iron Ore], [Armor Jade], [White Heron Stone], [Dragon Bone Oil], [Dragon Vein Carbon], and [Bird Dragon Jade].

Among them, iron ore, needless to say, is the lowest grade of ore; egret stone is of the same grade as crane stone, but it is more hard and heavy.

Armor jewels are unique crystals that can enhance the defense of objects; Dragon Vein Carbon is a super fuel formed when the corpse of a monster is buried deep underground and contaminated by the energy of the earth's veins.

What truly surprised Thor was the dragon bone oil and the bird dragon jade.

These two things, one is the secretion of the giant halberd and the other is the energy stone on the small bird dragon, how can they be considered minerals?

Thor was a bit confused about the categorization logic of the roulette wheel, so he could only keep clicking "withdraw".

Ripples like water spread through the air, and in the next instant, a half-meter-tall bluish-gray iron ore, a football-sized milky-white egret stone and a pale green armor jade, a jet-black coal with luminous patterns, a small bucket of viscous jet-black grease, and an irregularly shaped jade the size of an egg and emerald in color appeared before him.

The next thing to do was obvious: apart from the iron ore and the bird dragon jade, Thor stuffed everything else into his mouth.

Both dragon vein carbon and dragon bone oil contain extremely high heat. The terrifying high temperature bursts out in his abdomen, and even though he is a red dragon, he still feels a slight burning sensation.

This made even the breath he exhaled from his nostrils turn into conspicuous flames, as if an ordinary person had drunk a large bowl of strong liquor, full of energy.

The egret stone and armor jade that had just been ingested melted rapidly under the influence of the high temperature and the fire and earth elements, gradually merging into the body and continuously increasing the strength of the scales and bones.

"Great! Great! This draw was a huge success, it added several new dishes to my menu, I just wonder how much they cost..."

Thor looked at the few small squares that were still lit up after the withdrawal and found that White Heron Stone and Armor Jade were 10 points of essence per kilogram, Iron Ore was 1 point of essence per 100 kilograms, Dragon Bone Oil was 1 point of essence per liter, and Dragon Vein Carbon was 5 points of essence per kilogram.

The final Bird Dragon Jade, even a small piece costs 20 points, enough to draw two environmental creature templates.

Thor looked down at the irregular crystal, no bigger than an egg, on his fingertip—an energy crystal formed from the organic matter and minerals within a small bird-dragon monster, along with the essence of its life energy.

It can also serve as a backup energy source, allowing monsters that have condensed dragon jade to run faster, jump higher, and have more stamina, which sounds somewhat like the magic core of a monster and the inner core of a demon.

However, this thing seemed to be of little use to him. After all, how much energy could a small bird-dragon monster possibly have, even if it condensed its energy?

Not only is the quantity less than 1% of what Thor currently has in his body, but the purity is also insufficient; even if consumed, there would be no noticeable change.

Unless you have hundreds or thousands of Bird Dragon Jade, it's unlikely to significantly improve his abilities. But if you really have that much essence, whether you use it to draw high-level monster templates or exchange it for various energy crystals and ores, it would undoubtedly be more cost-effective.

Perhaps this thing is not for eating, but rather serves as a battery-like energy core for storing and releasing energy?

Based on this, could we create equipment with various magical effects like those in Monster Hunter World, or use it to forge magical weapons?

Saul thought this should work, but he had a better use for it.

He opened his mouth and let out a low growl, the strange sound spreading outwards, and a loud bird song immediately echoed from the sky outside the nest.

A black-feathered, red-beaked eagle swooped down, folded its wings, and landed on a protruding rock on the wall of its nest. It preened its glossy black feathers with its fiery red beak and tilted its head to examine the giant beast not far away.

For more than a month, Thor fed it a tiny amount of dragon crystal powder every day. With the ample food supply, it seemed to have undergone a second growth spurt, with its body size increasing almost imperceptibly.

The prolonged magical control had made it accustomed to Thor's aura, so even if the control was released now, it wouldn't fly far.

Looking into those shattered gold eyes that were staring at him, Thor couldn't help but grin.

"You little thing, you're lucky. You'll get off easy this time. Hurry up and become stronger so you can get all those adamantite armors, weapons, and large chunks of gold ore out of the abandoned dungeon."

As he spoke, a burst of magical light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and he once again took control of the black-feathered eagle's body, making it leap down, snatch the bird dragon jade that was thrown at it, and keep swallowing it into its mouth, choking until its eyes rolled back.

The life energy condensed in a small bird dragon is insignificant to Thor, but when used on an ordinary falcon, it would be more than enough for it to complete a life leap.

Chapter 113 The Underground City's Mutation

After swallowing the Bird Dragon Jade, the overwhelming life energy that was too much for the Black Feather Eagle caused it to fall into a deep sleep.

Thor then summoned a squad of kobolds and ordered them to place the black-feathered eagle in a slightly larger cage and keep a close watch on it, after which he paid no further attention to it.

Looking out from the platform at the entrance of the nest, the surrounding low hills are almost all dyed a deep green.

The slender corn leaves swayed gently in the wind, and occasionally, the figures of evil creatures or humans would dart through them.

These humans were all captured from caravans. Thor didn't make things difficult for them, and his supervision wasn't too strict. He simply ordered them to work in the fields every day.

This gave some arrogant people the illusion that they could take advantage of the situation and try to escape. However, once they put their plan into action, they would soon become the prey of his evil creatures.

After all, the area within a radius of hundreds of kilometers is Thor's territory, and these people are just low-level professionals. With only two legs, how can they outrun the jackal people or beastmen with their keen sense of smell?

Anyone who tried to escape was caught within half an hour and executed in full view of everyone. After a while, the remaining humans naturally dared not entertain any more evil thoughts.

As for how to explain the reduced number of remaining people to the caravans...

Thor could only say that even if those caravans had ten times the courage, they probably wouldn't dare to come and argue with him.

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Wherever there are living beings, there will inevitably be class distinctions, and Thor's thousands of chaotic and evil creatures are no exception.

Kobolds, due to the trace amounts of dragon blood in their bodies and the preferential treatment they receive from Thor, enjoy a slightly higher status; while humans, because of their race and origin, are regarded as the lowest class.

Tasks like cleaning toilets and composting are all done by humans; even the most stinky and evil creatures don't want to get involved with feces.

However, there was one exception. A spot in the distance that Thor used specifically for relieving himself was treated as a sacred place by the kobolds, who guarded it around the clock.

After Thor defecates, his reddish-brown, hot, and metallic-looking excrement, resembling molten volcanic rock, is carefully collected by the kobolds after it cools down.

Finally, it was ground into powder and used as pigment. The older, more experienced kobolds would then draw strange patterns on the eggshells of the unborn cubs.

In this way, the magic originating from the red dragon can slowly seep into the hatching kobold embryos. Although some may stillbirths may occur, the offspring that successfully hatch will undoubtedly become stronger.

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About three days later, the sleeping black-feathered eagle awoke, its body now larger than before, its bright yellow claws covered in fine scales, and sharp fangs protruding from its hooked beak.

The energy of the Bird Dragon Jade is still working within its body, but transforming its body requires a large amount of material, and it urgently needs food at this moment.

After devouring nearly two kilograms of raw meat in one go, the falcon, which was already close to one meter tall and had begun to enter the ranks of ferocious animals, stopped eating and stared at the dog-headed man outside the cage with its sharp pupils, constantly emitting loud cries.

As it struggled, the wooden cage, which was over two meters in diameter, began to shake. The log beneath its feet, as thick as a wrist, made a slight "crack" sound, leaving clear scratch marks.

Seeing that the cage seemed about to fall apart, the kobolds standing nearby quickly took out long vines and reinforced the cage all around, then carried it and rushed towards the dragon lord's lair.

They weren't afraid that the raptor would harm them after escaping, but rather that they might accidentally injure the dragon lord's pet and then be unable to explain themselves.

Soon, the Blackfeathered Hawk was brought before Thor. When their two pairs of identical golden eyes met, the previously agitated Blackfeathered Hawk instantly became docile.

"He looks good! And he seems very energetic."