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“These are all the fungi and their mycelia, collected little by little from the earth over a long period of time. There is no more, and there is no gold mine.”

Thor raised his head with some skepticism, but compared to the gold, the essence of spiritual energy was undoubtedly more important, so he didn't ask any further questions.

Now that the problem of these fungus people has been solved, it's time to go and cause trouble for those black-skinned rats.

Before leaving, he glanced one last time at the deep dragon, which was tied to a large stalagmite and covered in mycelium, and said coldly.

"I need to pry open that bastard's mind as soon as possible. I need to know where he hid all the treasure. It's all my wealth, and every day it's out there is a loss."

Chapter 143 The City of Drow

When it comes to cities of the drow elves, most people would probably think of the famous Menzoberranzan first.

It is located in a huge underground cavern in the Darklands, where the drow elves have carefully sculpted the original giant stalagmites and stalactites into spiral castles.

Under the power of magic, a large number of rocks were raised and fused together, connecting multiple stalagmites to form a magnificent manor.

Soft, pale purple flames dotted the tops of these castles and the exquisite reliefs, casting a dim glow over the entire city and providing illumination.

Some high-ranking drow elves would even use their exquisite skills and magic to carve the stalactites hanging from their heads into dwellings.

Countless spider silks connect the castle above and below ground, and after hardening, they are stronger than steel wires, forming a natural suspension bridge.

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The city that appeared before Thor bore a striking resemblance to the legendary city of Menzoberranzan.

This is also an underground cave, deeper underground and larger than the mushroom people's home.

A quietly flowing underground river cuts through the center of the cave, and the stalagmites rise up like small hills. In the northeast corner of the cave, you can also see the faint glow of fire shining through the lava.

The cave is connected by a dense network of passages of varying sizes, from which all sorts of strange underground creatures constantly crawl in and out, making it resemble a giant beehive.

Thor stood proudly in an opening in the cave wall, his sharp eyes able to see the busy figures on the spiral castles even from several kilometers away.

As the largest underground city in the entire Underdark region, according to the grey dwarves, the underground cavern is home to approximately ten thousand drow elves, and their slaves number at least twice their own.

With so many creatures gathered together, their daily eating, drinking, and excretion constitute a huge expense.

The barren resources of the Darklands were clearly insufficient to supply the city, which existed entirely on the basis of the constant flow of caravans.

In just a few moments, Thor saw a large number of wagons and pack animals coming and going, driven by goblins, grey dwarves, cavemen, and humans. He even spotted the Kotto fishmen in the underground river that ran through the cave.

These ugly monsters, with fish heads and human bodies, covered in dull scales and silky slime, should logically be enemies of the drow elves, so how come they are also enslaved?

A slight doubt arose in Thor's mind. After finding the dwelling place of these black rats, he did not rush to launch an attack.

At a command, several kobolds quickly trotted over, each carrying a bat.

This winged mammal not only proliferates extensively on the surface of the earth, but is also a common small creature in dark regions.

As a magical ray shot from Thor's eyes, one of the bats was immediately controlled by him, flapping its wings and flying towards the distant drow city.

The dense spider webs hanging in mid-air are like natural bird traps, and some giant spiders, like patient fishermen, wait in the center of the giant webs.

Fortunately, the dragon's vision combined with the bat's own echolocation system allowed Thor to always control the bat to avoid danger one step ahead. As the distance gradually closed, more details were revealed.

To Thor's surprise, a grand festival seemed to be taking place in the drow city at that moment.

A large number of drow elves gathered in the temple's spacious plaza. The temple, built of spider webs and obsidian, was shrouded in the eternal night of the Underdark. Pale purple venom seeped from the cold rock walls, flowing along the spiderweb grooves into the blood pool in the center.

Rose's holy emblem—an eight-eyed giant spider embedded in the center of a twisted rose—glown crimson under the licking of black fire. The air was thick with a mixture of musk, blood, and the putrid stench of the abyss, so dense it seemed to suffocate one's breath.

One by one, the alluring drow priestesses removed their black robes, their long, silvery hair cascading down their skin, which was as black as velvet, and the gold ornaments on their ear tips jingled softly with their unrestrained movements.

They chanted around the boiling pool of blood, their low, eerie prayers piercing the cave and awakening the malice lurking in the abyss's rifts.

The air in the center of the magic circle suddenly distorted, and liquid darkness seeped out from the void, condensing into a translucent, viscous form.

The Wax-Melting Demon slowly materialized, without a fixed outline. Sometimes it transformed into a charming drow priestess, and sometimes it stretched out its spider-like limbs. Its eight eerie green eyes swept over the unrestrained creatures in the arena, and its tentacle-like limbs gently brushed against the drow beside it, bringing a profound sense of dread and pleasure.

A pale purple magical aura spread outwards, capable of arousing the deepest desires within living beings.

Male drow, along with slaves of various races, were brought up and, as if they were expendable, placed beneath the female drow and subjected to their wanton acts…

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Although Saul already knew that these black rats were not only cruel and vicious but also notorious for their debauchery, witnessing it with his own eyes was still an eye-opener for him.

It's one thing if they're from the same race, but what about those random foreign races? Even many evil dragons probably aren't as unrestrained as they are.

At the very least, he had never heard of any five-colored dragon openly holding such a debauched gathering in public.

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The scenes transmitted through the bat's perspective were so shocking that Thor found them somewhat jarring; he had never seen anything like them before, neither in his past life nor in this one.

An unnamed anger quickly welled up in his heart. The disgusting scene made him feel nauseous. He immediately stopped waiting, flapped his wings and took to the air, intending to catch those damned black rats off guard.

A massive red dragon, its body ablaze with flames, burst forth from a cave in the cliff face, rising like a small sun within the cave.

Boundless light and heat emanated from Thor, illuminating the world shrouded in eternal night, hurtling towards the city of the drow elves like a shooting star.

When the orange-red firelight shone on them, many creatures that had lived underground for a long time and had never seen sunlight in their entire lives were momentarily at a loss, not knowing what was happening.

Some of them looked up at the ceiling, but their eyes, already degenerated, could not adapt to the bright light and could only see a blurry blur.

"What is that?"

"It's too bright! It hurts my eyes!"

"Is it some kind of celebratory magic?"

A cacophony of noise erupted from every corner, quickly escalating into a large-scale commotion.

The drow elf noblewomen, who were immersed in desire, finally came to their senses. Their bodies tensed up suddenly, and some even crushed the pelvic bones of the males beneath them.

As they frantically picked up their discarded weapons, it was already too late. The enormous red dragon broke through all obstacles and crashed down with a deafening roar.

Chapter 144 Destruction

As a city of over ten thousand drow elves with a permanent population, it is naturally impossible for them to be completely unprepared.

The entire city was surrounded and the sky was covered with dense spider silk, as thick as steel wire, making it impossible for ordinary creatures to pass through. The specially left passages were also heavily guarded.

With the giant spiders that inhabit the webs and constantly move around as a watchdog, even if a large army attacks, the drow elves can buy enough time to react.

However, they never expected that, faced with these layers of protection and obstruction, Thor would choose the most brute and direct approach.

The flames on his body, reaching temperatures of over a thousand degrees, instantly snap any spider silk that touched it; his blade-sharp wings could tear open large swathes of space with a single swipe.

Faced with the giant spider blocking his way, he neither dodged nor avoided it, but charged straight at it.

The thorns that rose like flames on the alloy scales tore through the bodies of these giant arthropods under the high-speed impact, and their dying counterattacks did not even leave a shallow scratch on him.

So, by the time those Drow noblewomen realized what was happening, Thor had already pierced through layers of defense like a red-hot iron ball.

His gaze swept downwards, intending to land on the towering temple, but human reason ultimately prevailed. With a slight flap of his wings, he instead crashed into another pointed castle to the side.

After all, the legendary Spider Queen Lolth controls many evil realms such as conspiracy, assassination, and revenge. To say that she is as narrow-minded as a pinhead is an understatement. It is best not to provoke her for the time being.

Killing some drow elves is nothing, just a fight between believers in the lower realms. But if someone were to openly trample on her temple, it would undoubtedly be an insult to her dignity, and that would be a real disaster.

These thoughts flashed through Thor's mind, and the castle, reinforced by magic and spider silk, swayed beneath his heavy body.

Large chunks of rubble rolled down, but were held firmly in mid-air by the spider silk that served as wires in the castle; the parts touched by his claws began to turn red rapidly, and crimson lava flowed down.

The erotic atmosphere that filled the air was instantly dispersed by the exploding flames; the aphrodisiac mist used to enhance the pleasure was burned and crackled by Thor's burning aura before it could even get close to his body.

Looking down at the disheveled drow elves, the various other evil creatures, and even a considerable number of humans, Thordr grinned, revealing a sinister smile.

"You lewd scum, let me use fire to entertain you!"

Before he finished speaking, his muscular chest swelled up, and a dazzling flame shone through the gaps in his stretched scales.

The terrifying magic transformed into flames at that moment, not only swelling his entire chest, abdomen, and throat by a size, but also turning into a crimson-blue wave of flames that suddenly spewed out from his hideous maw.

The raging flames started as a thin wisp, but as the distance increased, they expanded and soon became a river of flames more than 50 meters long and nearly 20 meters wide.

The terrifying breath had barely touched the ground when it began to spread outwards, like a blooming lotus flower, enveloping most of the square.

As the intense heat approached, the drow elves and various creatures below awoke as if from a dream, letting out piercing screams.

The more powerful priests and mages instinctively unleashed life-saving magic, with dark shields rising from the ground, protecting their bodies like fragile eggshells.

Warriors and wanderers without magical abilities could only desperately flee outwards.

But with a sea of ​​fire burning all around, where could they escape to? In the end, they could only be swallowed up by the flames in despair, their skin charred, their hair ignited, their fat melting like candles, and they quickly turned into a pile of charred remains.

True dragons' signature breath attack is their most powerful weapon, and when it comes from the mouth of a red dragon like Thor, whose bloodline is purified and who also has multiple monster templates, its power is terrifying.

Under such extreme heat, even metal and rock would melt rapidly, let alone flesh and blood.

More than 80% of the lives were burned to ashes within three seconds of being engulfed in flames. Subsequently, several less powerful mages exhausted their magic power and were unable to maintain their shields against the flames, following in the footsteps of the former.

The remaining ones were undoubtedly the elite of the drow elves. They used abilities such as teleportation and shadow leap to escape the area engulfed by the flames.

When Thor stopped spewing flames, the entire plaza was completely devoid of any trace of its former state, leaving only a pool of boiling, crimson lava.

He slowly raised his head, looked around at the shadows, and a contemptuous smile appeared on his lips.

"As expected of a scumbag who grew up amidst conspiracies and intrigues, his reaction speed is quite fast!"

A drow priest dressed in a magnificent robe appeared at the highest point of the temple, staring coldly at Thor, raising his obsidian staff high and shouting sternly.

"Damn red dragon! Whatever your reason for attacking our city, you will pay the price!"

An evil magical aura flickered around her, and a dark shadow rapidly spread from the tip of her staff, like ink dripping into water, plunging the entire underground cave into utter darkness.

All forces of light and heat were absolutely suppressed at this moment. Even the incineration aura that Thor was spreading out of was compressed, only able to extend a range of more than ten meters outside his body.

His dark vision was also affected, and he could no longer see things as clearly as before, so he had to focus more on echolocation and his keen sense of smell.

Is it a wide-area darkness spell, or a shadow field?

The doubts in my mind flashed by, but the drow elves' counterattack had already begun.

Faced with a barrage of arrows and various spells projected from the darkness, Thor remained calm, simply spreading his wide wings to shield himself like a shield.

The wings, which should have been wreathed in flames, were now covered with a deep blackish-red color, filled with powerful dragon-attribute energy that shielded them from all external magical damage; the fine alloy scales possessed extraordinary toughness, making them impossible for ordinary objects to break through.

The violent collisions continued, but they could not tear apart the thick wing membrane. A dazzling flash appeared in Thor's mouth, and a large amount of magic power continued to flow in and compress.

The next instant, a scorching ray with a diameter of nearly one meter shot out from his mouth.

The surrounding deep darkness seemed to be torn apart by the extreme light and heat, leaving behind broken arcs of light.

One after another, massive castles, tens or even hundreds of meters in diameter, were cut in half at the waist, their upper halves tilting and crashing down, causing the earth to tremble.

Boom!!!

A huge explosion rang out, followed by a heavy crash. Smoke billowed into the darkness, and flying stones shot everywhere like projectiles.

Many drow elves hiding in the castle were burned to ashes by the high temperature before they could escape, while many more drow soldiers were hit by falling boulders and smashed into pieces without even uttering a sound.

This terrifying attack reduced large swathes of the city to ruins, and the attacking drow elves seemed to be stunned by it, falling into an instant silence.

Chapter 145 Shadow Giant Crossbow

"How...how could this be!"

"Why is it completely impossible to break through their defenses!"

"This is a monster...!"

Terrified screams suddenly erupted all around, and countless souls were drawn by an invisible force, rushing into the sky above Thor's head.

The notification message about the increase in essence was flashing in front of me, and in just a short while, the number had increased by two or three hundred.

The surrounding darkness remained thick and oppressive, suppressing the flames on his body. His dark vision was also affected, so he could only rely on echolocation and his keen sense of smell to determine the general direction of the enemy.