Red Dragon Monster Hunter Template.

This wilderness trade was like a bizarre and absurd dream, it was hard to say whether it was good or bad. Although a lot of money was lost and several of his old men did not return, he gained an experience that most people would never have in their entire lives.

That's a dragon! And the legendary red dragon, the king of evil dragons!

Not only did I meet him twice, but I also survived. This feat is something I can boast about for the rest of my life.

After a moment's thought, he drew the dagger he had hidden close to his waist and, steeling his resolve, slashed at the blade of the long sword.

With a crisp "ding—!", bright sparks flew everywhere, and with only a slight resistance, the tip of the dagger fell straight onto the wooden board.

I never expected this long sword to be so sharp. With a little work, it will surely fetch a good price.

Even so, do we really still need to go to the red dragon's territory?

Mark carefully wrapped the long knife in fur, and for a moment, his expression became somewhat uncertain.

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In Thor's view, the most greedy creature in the world is not a dragon, but a human! Because he was such a creature in his previous life, he felt this particularly deeply.

He was absolutely certain that the merchants would return.

After all, people are not only greedy, but also often harbor wishful thinking. As long as they see an opportunity to make money, they always feel that they can get a share of it.

However, even though selling the bare weapon would earn him a lot of gold coins, he always felt that something was missing.

After all, gold wasn't that important to him, and his human soul meant he didn't have the same extraordinary obsession with gold as ordinary dragons.

What he needs more is spiritual essence. If he has enough of it, it would be almost equivalent to having everything in the world.

Why not use this batch of weapons to make a name for ourselves?

Later, I'll have those gray dwarves carve a batch of seals, and then stamp their portraits and names on every weapon they forge.

They could even go further and publicize the location of their territory, while also advertising the newly built giant arena.

"Endless bloodshed and slaughter, the victor will gain immeasurable power and wealth."

Thor thought this was a good idea. He would give any creature that could win ten or more matches a weapon mixed with sparrowstone and dragon crystal.

Anyway, the cost is not high, and it's not even a fraction of the essence, while the benefits he can gain during this period are more than a hundred times greater.

If a creature can truly win a hundred consecutive matches, then it is a promising talent, and what harm would there be in bestowing upon it a drop of dragon blood?

Although the true dragon uses not the ordinary blood flowing in its body to transform its offspring, but the essence blood containing its own original power.

If an ordinary dragon loses even a drop of its essence, it often takes a very long time to recover, and it will also seriously affect its growth and development.

But Thor is different, not only because his bloodline is pure enough, but also because of the pure life force brought by those monster templates.

This allows him to recover quickly from the loss of a small amount of vital essence, unlike ordinary dragons, rather than becoming weak.

The only thing that needs to be consumed is spiritual essence.

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Having made up his mind, Thor immediately summoned several grey dwarf craftsmen upon returning to his lair.

Just by looking at their gray beards, iron-gray skin, and the strong smell of smoke and fire emanating from them, you could tell they were definitely veteran blacksmiths.

After explaining his intentions, Thor took out a piece of red metal the size of a football. It was made from the scales that had shed from his body some time ago, which he had collected and melted down.

Don't underestimate this thing just because it's just waste material to him. Its hardness and toughness far exceed those of the Swallow Stone, and it's also extremely heat-resistant, making it perfect for making inscriptions.

After watching the gray dwarves leave with their crimson metal in a daze, Thor began summoning his number one henchmen—the kobolds.

Just like how he would go to the abandoned dungeon every day to fleece the sealed unknown creature.

Every so often, once his body is filled with various metal ores and energy crystals, he will devour some Dragon Slayer Fruits to purify it.

And at this time of year, it is a time of celebration for the kobolds.

Upon hearing the Dragon Lord's summons, these small creatures covered in colorful scales immediately emerged from the various mines with nimble steps.

They nimbly climbed up the vines hanging from the rock wall, and after stepping onto the platform at the cave entrance, they immediately knelt down devoutly, ready to bask in the glory of the dragon lord.

After several rounds of selection, most of the kobolds that can be seen now have scales that are predominantly red, or blackish-red, brownish-red, or rust-red... The colors vary, and the purer and brighter the scales, the stronger the kobolds are.

Thor remembered that the kobold that first activated the dragon blood was named Tana. Now, not only were its scales blood-red, but the curved horns on its head were becoming more and more obvious, and even the shoulder blades on its back were bulging, clearly showing signs of growing dragon wings.

If it can truly gather dragon scales, dragon horns, and dragon wings, then its innate breath weapon will inevitably awaken as well.

At that time, it will truly be transformed, leaping over the dragon gate, from a lowly kobold to a superior dragon vein creature that surpasses humans.

Chapter 123 The Second Dragon Vein Kobold

Thor swallowed a full twenty dark red Dragon Slayer Fruits in one gulp. As his strength increased, the fruit's effects on him gradually diminished, forcing him to increase the dosage.

As the familiar dizziness surged into his mind, his heartbeat quickened, and his viscous blood rushed like a mighty river. Strands of blood energy and magical impurities quickly seeped out from the gaps in his scales.

The kobold not far away, with a pilgrim-like mentality, raised its head, closed its eyes slightly, and began to take a deep breath.

A surge of immense power flowed into their bodies through their nostrils, like scalding hot water gently cleansing their forms.

As their body temperature gradually rose, some of the variegated colors on the kobolds faded, while the red areas became even more vibrant.

call--!

Another burst of flames suddenly erupted on one of the kobolds, and its companions quickly retreated, their eyes filled with a mixture of envy and fear.

It has been proven that even with Thor's assistance, it is by no means easy for the kobolds to successfully activate the dragon blood within them.

This is the fifth kobold to spontaneously combust. However, apart from Tana successfully awakening as a dragon-blooded kobold, the other three have been burned to a crisp.

With a success rate of less than one-third, this ignited flame is both a hope for transformation and a call to death.

But this time, luck seemed to smile upon them. As the flames gradually died down, the kobolds inside were still alive.

Its rust-red scales had become as bright as a red-hot iron, and the tiny bone spurs on its head had lengthened, transforming into two small white horns.

Although the dragon transformation wasn't very obvious, it was undoubtedly a success.

According to Saul, such phenomena will only increase in the future.

After all, for the kobolds, absorbing the remnants of his dissipated magic and bloodline energy was both a rite of transformation and a rigorous selection process.

All individuals without the bloodline of the Red Dragon, or whose bloodline is impure, will be quickly eliminated. Only those beings who are compatible with him will survive and become stronger.

Once these kobolds give birth, the newborn kobolds can step on their fathers' shoulders to go further. Over time, they might actually form a race of kobolds who are born with dragon blood.

When the effects of the Dragon Slayer Fruit completely wore off, Thor slowly opened his molten gold-like pupils.

He could clearly feel that as he continued to consume this unique fruit, the rich dragon-attribute energy within it was increasingly influencing his body, and a power within him was already eager to break free.

Could that be his dragon-attribute energy? Is the reason it hasn't been fully revealed yet because it's missing a certain catalyst?

Perhaps he will only be able to fully activate it once he extracts a monster template with dragon-attribute energy.

After swatting away the kobolds around him, Thor slowly walked to the cave entrance while chewing on the dragon crystal.

He wondered if it was just his imagination, but he felt that the mountain he was standing on seemed to have risen a little higher.

The mountain, which was originally grayish-brown, now appears not only darker and more somber, but also faintly tinged with red.

With his powerful perception of fire and earth elements, he could clearly sense that a scorching and heavy force was spreading towards this place, perhaps it was magma flowing underground, or perhaps it was an extension of the elemental plane.

According to the grey dwarves, deep beneath his territory lies a vast, dark region.

If this power is indeed underground magma attracted by his red dragon bloodline and elemental affinity under the influence of the rules, then that would be quite interesting.

Those bedbugs hiding in the shadows had better pray that the scorching lava flow wouldn't pass by their dwelling.

The discovery that he might soon have his own volcano filled Thor with joy. He looked around at the low, lush mountains, but a sense of unease also crept into his heart.

We don't know if the formation of the volcano will affect those crops. After all, we've waited for nearly three months, and we can't let it all go to waste.

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Just when Saul was getting bored and even started to worry about his crops.

Thousands of kilometers away in the wilderness, on a low hill overlooking a lake, two red dragons were staring with delight at the magic crystal in their hands.

Since parting ways with Thor, Sistana and Calp have embarked on their journey of exile.

As two young dragons, even though they are the strongest of the five-colored dragons, the red dragons, it is by no means easy for them to survive in the wilderness.

To avoid being discovered by the blue dragon's minions, they dared not even fly freely. They were nocturnal, spending most of their time hiding in earthen caves, only daring to come out to hunt when they were starving.

These days of not knowing where their next meal would come from, and sometimes even having to gnaw on tree bark, made them regretful at one point, feeling that they shouldn't have taken the opportunity to escape.

While in the Blue Dragon's territory, although there was no freedom, basic food was still guaranteed.

However, this idea only flashed through their minds; they would never actually go back.

After all, the reason they were able to live so leisurely in the Blue Dragon's territory was because the other young dragons had been subdued by Thor and dared not provoke them.

Now that Thor has left, the hatred he accumulated will definitely be directed at them. Even if they aren't killed, they'll probably be skinned alive.

Whenever she thought of this, Sistana felt a burning hatred and couldn't help but curse loudly at Thor, who was nowhere to be found.

Kalp, however, seemed unconcerned, looking at the furious Sistana with a hint of disdain in his eyes.

As expected, a mother dragon is a mother dragon, a weakling who only talks tough words behind people's backs.

Unlike me, who is mature and steady, after that damn Thor left, it should be my turn to be the boss.

After a period of wandering, Sistana and Kalp soon found themselves unable to take it anymore.

Since they hadn't seen the pursuit team sent by the Blue Dragon, they assumed they were safe. After some discussion, the two fools decided to return to the territory that the three fledglings had initially chosen.

After all, there was still a small group of boar people there, who were readily available labor, as well as the caves they had painstakingly dug, and most importantly—the dragon crystals they had hidden away and hadn't been able to take with them in time.

That was hard-earned, braving wind and snow, from the clutches of that greedy and stingy Thor; it cannot be easily discarded.

So they wandered for quite some time, and relying on their naturally strong memory, after some twists and turns, the two young dragons finally saw the familiar low hills.

Sistana and Kalp exchanged a wary glance before rushing out without hesitation to dig quickly towards the spot where they had buried their treasure.

Piles of sand and soil were turned up, with a few small white crystals mixed in, still shimmering with a faint halo even after the passage of time.

"Great! The item is still there!"

"Luckily I didn't have it with me, otherwise that old beggar woman would definitely have snatched it away."

The two fledgling dragons picked out the dragon crystal fragments mixed in the soil, carefully wiping away the mud and sand that clung to them, their faces filled with delight.

However, immersed in their joy, they were completely unaware of the two pairs of eyes following them all the way behind them.

Chapter 124 Visitor from Underground

Two blue dragons circled high in the sky, gathering the clouds drawn by the spell to their sides, cleverly concealing their forms.

Thanks to their unique physical structure and innate affinity for wind and thunder elements, they are able to stay in the air for extended periods of time.

Speaking of all the five-colored dragons, the red dragon controls fire and earth, the blue dragon controls wind and thunder, the green dragon specializes in the realm of nature and poison, and the black dragon moves between negative energy and water elements.

Only the white dragons possess pure icy power. Perhaps it is this weakness in one area that has caused their dragon race to decline the most rapidly.

The two blue dragons circling in the air were one large and one small. The larger one was nearly 16 meters long and was an adult. The smaller one was about 14 meters long. If Thor were there, he would definitely recognize that this was Leilia, whom he had not seen for some time.

The two blue dragons stared at the fledgling below with their golden amber eyes, the narrow crack in the center of their pupils resembling a lightning bolt, faintly revealing a bluish-white light.

The larger one seemed unable to contain itself and couldn't help but complain.

"Why should we waste our time following these two brats? Can't we just catch them and take them back?"

Leilia glanced at the blue dragon, and despite its size and age advantage, she showed no awe, only a cold growl.

"I don't recall inviting you. If you're getting impatient, then get lost!"

Leilia had never been kind to this adult blue dragon named Nefarian Thelaris.

This guy, as the direct descendant of that old blue dragon, is already an adult, yet he still lingers in his father's territory; he's practically a useless piece of trash.

Their own strength is only average, and they are not outstanding in the Blue Dragon Clan. They actually dare to dream of gaining my favor. It's just wishful thinking.

When news of the young dragons' mass defection reached him, Stormfang, as their leader, was furious and immediately dispatched a large number of his men to capture and hunt them down.