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"Respected Red Dragon, I was wrong. I shouldn't have provoked you. Please forgive me this time!"

I am willing to pay you a sum of money to satisfy you in exchange for my freedom.

The wealth accumulated by a mature deep dragon is approximately 300,000 gold coins.

This was undoubtedly a considerable sum, enough to rival the entire fortune of some nobles, but it was far from enough to make Thor spare his life.

After all, the energy crystals and precious ores that Thor consumes every day cost a considerable sum. In fact, the 300,000 gold coins might not even be equivalent to his monthly food expenses.

More importantly, this inferior dragon species has no right to bargain with him.

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The lava spreading across the ground had touched the deep dragon's claws, causing him intense burning pain.

Just then, he saw the red dragon's mouth split open not far away, and he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But the words that followed plunged him into despair.

"Inferior beings are not worthy to negotiate with me."

The next instant, he only saw a flash of red before his eyes, and the terrifying monster, covered in flames, crashed into him.

Dragons have always fought in a simple and brutal way, either exchanging breaths or engaging in close-quarters combat.

With his formidable physical prowess, Thor completely overwhelmed the deep dragon the moment they made contact, leaving it helpless even as the dragon fought back desperately.

Thor's tough alloy scales can completely ignore the Deep Dragon's attacks, and every swing and bite of his sharp claws leaves a hideous wound on his opponent.

Even though the narrow cave restricted Thor's wings and tail swings, and the Deep Dragon was constantly unleashing bursts of magic and psionic energy, Thor still managed to break the Deep Dragon's limbs and tail in less than three minutes, rendering it completely unable to resist.

This was even with Thor holding back and not using his breath attack; otherwise, he could have killed Deep Dragon the moment he blocked its escape route.

Seeing the Deep Dragon lying on the ground, barely alive, like a giant salamander being scorched by the sun, Thor did not rush to end its life.

Although this guy is ugly and weak, he is still a real dragon. It would be a waste to kill him like this. We should extract more value from him.

Didn't he want to devour those fungus people? What if he turned the tables and let the fungus people's mycelium parasitize him?

It's time to talk to those cute little mushrooms. Hopefully, they'll be more sensible. Otherwise, Thor wouldn't mind trying something different and savoring roasted mushrooms.

The reason we didn't want to use coercion before was because we didn't know enough about these mushroom people. Now that we know they have no other choice, we should be more direct and straightforward.

Chapter 141 Subjugation

The heavy footsteps sounded again, and the enormous red dragon returned.

Under the watchful eyes of the many fungus people, the monster that had once troubled them so much, haunting them like a nightmare, was now being dragged behind them like a dead fish.

Thor's kobolds and grey dwarves gathered around, standing respectfully to the side, their eyes filled with curiosity as they examined the dying deep dragon.

The kobolds, who lived on the surface and loved digging, were fine; they couldn't recognize the dragon's true identity, only finding its appearance somewhat strange.

The grey dwarves, who were originally inhabitants of the Underdark, were immediately shocked when they saw that unique appearance and thought of all sorts of terrifying legends that circulated underground.

This was a real dragon! A powerful monster that had roamed this underground world for a century, distinguished itself in many major events, and even plotted to control more than a dozen underground races, was almost killed in just over ten minutes.

Their decision to pledge allegiance to this red dragon was indeed wise; in such a short time, the great dragon lord had grown to such a level of power at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Dragon Lord will undoubtedly become a powerful ruler a century from now, and they will be able to use his glory to help the Gray Dwarf race regain its former glory.

Just as his men were all looking on with burning eyes and excited expressions, Thor dragged the deep dragon under his claws and strode toward the mushroom people in the cave.

With a sudden burst of strength, the 15-meter-long behemoth was instantly flung into the air, tumbling and crashing down in front of the Mushroom King with a deafening roar.

The shockwave caused the mushroom people to take a few steps back, while Thor opened his mouth wide, revealing a ferocious smile.

"This is the monster you were talking about, isn't it? I've already taken care of it for you, now you owe me two thanks!"

As he finished speaking, his breath carried a scorching heat, causing the Mushroom King to feel a sudden tightness in his chest. He responded by vibrating the air with his psionic energy.

"Thank you for the help of the great red dragon. We will offer double the gold to repay your generosity in helping us out of this predicament."

Thor moved his massive head closer, his molten gold pupils fixed on the blurry face on the mushroom king's torso.

"Double the gold? Where did this double the gold come from?"

From the moment you asked for my help, all the gold became mine. Do you intend to use what rightfully belongs to me to pay for this?

These domineering and greedy words made the Mushroom King's heart sink.

But it's not necessarily that hard to accept. They were prepared for a huge loss when they sought the dragon's help, after all, they could bear any other cost compared to the continuation of their species.

Its unique physical structure and long lifespan make the Fungus King far more composed than ordinary creatures. It doesn't refute this now, replying in its usual flat, monotone voice.

"What else does the great red dragon want? We are willing to offer you anything we have."

Seeing that the other party was so sensible, Thor nodded in satisfaction, pulled his ferocious head back, and exhaled flaming breath from his nostrils.

"Loyalty! I need your loyalty! You now have only two choices: either pledge allegiance to me, or be burned to ashes by me!"

See this crippled, inferior dragon? It wants to devour you; it must be trying to gain something from it, right?

"As long as you pledge your allegiance to me, I might even hand this guy over to you. I imagine a fully grown deep dragon would be a rare delicacy for you mushrooms!"

The deep words from Thor's mouth echoed throughout the cave.

The mushroom caps surrounding the walls and emerging from the fungal thickets all shimmered with a dreamlike glow.

A strong sense of excitement spread through them, filled with a longing for that deep dragon.

As Thor said, fungus people and deep dragons are both creatures belonging to the realm of fungal spores and psionic energy, and are highly beneficial to each other.

After the Deep Dragon devours a large number of Fungus People, it can enhance its own spiritual energy and breath; the Fungus People's mycelium parasitizes the Deep Dragon's body, and naturally it can also grow strong by using it as nourishment.

Unseen streams of spiritual energy flowed rapidly among all the fungi through the fungal network that permeated the entire cave.

This unique method of information transmission is extremely efficient, and they quickly reach a conclusion—or rather, have no other choice.

"Great Red Dragon, we are willing to pledge our allegiance to you and offer all our gold, seeking only your protection..."

When the mushroom people's voices rang out again, Solton couldn't help but burst into laughter, the booming laughter echoing throughout the cave like thunder for a long time.

“Excellent! A wise choice. Before long, you will be glad you made this decision…”

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Since these mushroom people have decided to submit, they become their property.

Saul has always been quite tolerant of things of value.

He stepped forward again to the crack that was glowing with firelight, feeling the scorching heat rushing towards him, and squinted his eyes contentedly.

For red dragons, especially powerful ones, scalding lava is like warm bathwater.

Long-term immersion in it can not only relieve physical fatigue and replenish energy consumption, but also meet the body's growth needs to a certain extent by absorbing the high temperature and metallic minerals in the magma.

For a red dragon, a volcano is sometimes more important than treasure.

Therefore, he naturally wouldn't interrupt the flow of lava for the sake of some fungus people. But slightly altering the lava's direction to avoid this cave would be a piece of cake for him.

After taking a deep breath, Thor folded his wings and plunged into the lava below. Warmth and pressure came from all directions, but he felt no discomfort at all; instead, he felt as comfortable as a fish in water.

As the fire and earth magic power within him circulated, the surrounding magma began to boil, closely following his movements, and blasted towards another rock wall far from the cave.

The intense heat scorched the soil and rocks, gradually melting them, and before long, a wide channel gradually formed. The accumulated magma seemed to have found an outlet and began to rush towards this point at high speed.

As the massive heat source receded, the magma remaining in the cracks of the mushroom cave began to cool slowly, forming a layer of hard obsidian.

After a long while, accompanied by a loud bang, the glass-like stone suddenly exploded, and a hideous head emerged from below.

Thor diverted the lava to another cave not far from here, where there seemed to be signs of biological activity. It was unknown whether this would lead to annihilation.

He certainly didn't care about that, since magma eruptions were frequent throughout the Underdark, and caves of varying sizes were constantly collapsing or forming.

If one dies because of this, one can only blame one's own lack of strength.

Chapter 142 Imprisonment

After swimming in the lava, Thor showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, he became even more energetic.

He shook his head, crawled out of the crack, and shook his body violently. The rubble that remained on the scales and was formed from solidified magma instantly fell off and hit the ground with a crisp sound.

After dealing with the lava, it's time to deal with the deep dragon.

It must be said that none of the creatures that can be called true dragons are weak in vitality. In just a few hours, the Deep Dragon, which was originally on the verge of death, appeared to have improved its injuries somewhat.

Having just woken up, he looked at the red dragon pacing towards him, his eyes filled with pleading. But when he realized he received no pity, his gaze turned into deep resentment.

Intense emotions mixed with psionic energy surged onto Thor's crimson scales, but they couldn't disturb his thoughts at all. Instead, they transformed into streams of essence that increased his senses, giving him a surge of intense pleasure.

When he said he was going to give this guy to the mushroom people to devour, he wasn't just saying it casually; he really intended to do so.

A real dragon may be precious, but it is nothing compared to those mushroom people.

After all, psychic energy is also a different manifestation of mental power. In the end, it belongs to the same type of energy as strong emotions, so it can naturally be absorbed by the wheel in his mind and transformed into mental energy essence.

The mushroom people are born with psionic talents, and as long as they can grow and thrive, Thor can have a highly productive "farmland," making any amount of fertilizer investment worthwhile.

More importantly, as a form of energy existing between the mind and soul, when psychic energy devours and fights each other, the victor has a high probability of gaining access to the memories of the loser.

A mature deep-sea dragon should have at least two or three hidden lairs. Although Thor didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of gold coins, he didn't intend to waste them.

After all, even a small amount is still something, and it's good to be able to get a more comfortable mattress.

As Thor pointed his fingertip into the air, a large amount of sparrowstone and iron ore appeared out of thin air.

Then he breathed out a scorching dragon breath, melting all the ores into molten iron. After being forged by several gray dwarves, it soon turned into several long chains and a large number of thick iron nails with barbs.

Under Thor's instructions, the iron nails, each half a meter long, began to be driven into the joints of the deep dragon.

They can restrict the Deep Dragon's movements, and with the long iron chains binding its entire body tightly, it would be extremely difficult for the Deep Dragon to break free easily, even with its brute strength.

With each nail driven in, the scaleless dragon let out a painful howl, its dark red blood seeping out and forming a small pool beneath it.

As if drawn by the sight, strands of white-fuzzy mycelium extended from all directions, cautiously probing their tips into the pool of blood, tentatively drawing in its nutrients. Once they found no danger, they immediately began to greedily feast.

Soon, dense mycelium completely covered the blood flowing from Shenlong, and not satisfied, it spread along his body and took root in the wound.

The grey dwarves and kobolds who were nailing iron nails into Deep Dragon's joints couldn't help but shudder when they saw this scene. They instinctively wanted to run away, but they were only slightly relieved when they realized that the mycelium was deliberately avoiding them.

Most real dragons have thirteen cervical vertebrae, twelve thoracic vertebrae, seven lumbar vertebrae, and thirty-six caudal vertebrae, plus bones in their limbs, wings, and other parts, totaling about five hundred pieces.

Therefore, more than 300 iron nails were driven into the body of this dragon, completely sealing off every joint. It was difficult for it to even move, let alone struggle.

Even so, with the dragon's tenacious vitality, he wouldn't die. In fact, if left unattended, he might even use his magic-rich blood to corrode the iron nails, thus breaking free from his restraints.

Unfortunately, the climbing mycelium sealed off this last possibility, greedily absorbing the energy from the deep dragon's blood, making him weaker and weaker.

The deep dragon, which had been screaming incessantly, quickly fell silent.

Looking at the large cocoon wrapped in dense mycelium, Thor had no intention of killing it. Instead, he had the fungus people feed nutrients into the deep dragon's mouth.

A living deep dragon can continuously absorb magical elements, transforming various nutrients into precious and unique magical power, and can also spontaneously change the surrounding environment.

Some places where deep dragons have lived for a long time can even form huge spore gardens, which are undoubtedly extremely suitable for the growth of fungus people, so it is always more valuable for them to be alive than dead.

As a fully grown dragon became the energy core of the mushroom dwelling, the mycelium covering the surrounding walls became brighter.

Mushrooms of all sizes and colors swayed gently, constantly conveying a joyful mood.

At this moment, the Mushroom King also came over with a large number of Mushroom Men. Their slimy bodies writhed, and golden particles of varying sizes seeped out from their bodies.

That was the gold they promised to offer to the Dragon Lord. It didn't seem like much; a large wooden box could hold it all. But considering the density of gold and its extremely high gold content, it probably weighed at least a ton.

If converted into gold coins, that would amount to over 100,000, even exceeding the entire fortune of most young dragons.

Someone as poor as Saul's mother probably couldn't afford that much gold.

And the idea that, as depicted in chivalric novels, any dragon's lair contains piles of gold coins for them to roll around in at will, is simply impossible.

That would require at least tens of millions of gold coins, more than 500 tons, which is almost one-four-hundredth of all the gold mined by humans in Thor's previous life.

Thor, a red dragon who had transcended base desires, couldn't help but have his eyes light up when he saw the gold the mushroom man had taken out. He swept it away with his claws without any hesitation and greedily asked, "What is this gold?"

"Is that all? Is there nothing else? Or is there some gold mine rich in gold?"

Stared at by those fiery, golden pupils, the Mushroom King couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly explained.