weddingnovel Chapter 109 Arena
Chapter 109 Arena
Thor strolled out of his lair with a cheerful air, his claws, also covered in a layer of metallic minerals and as sharp as knives, leaving long, narrow scratch marks on the hard rock.
Upon reaching the cave entrance, gazing at the expansive view around him, he couldn't help but roar to the sky.
The rolling sound waves spread out like thunder, and the corn and potato seedlings that had already sprouted on the surrounding low hills and terraced fields seemed to bow their heads in response.
Upon hearing this voice, all the evil creatures around stopped what they were doing, looked up at the magnificent figure that shimmered with burning light, and felt a deep sense of awe.
At the same time, a faint doubt also arose in their hearts.
Are all red dragons like this? Look at those wings that blot out the sky, the armor formed by scales fused together, the claws and teeth as sharp as knives, and the tail that seems capable of splitting mountains—it's truly terrifying.
What would a golden dragon, which is said to be able to rival it, look like?
They must be much stronger and more robust to dare to challenge this crimson tyrant.
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The dragon's keen eyesight allowed Thor to clearly see the glint in the eyes of the evil creatures below.
It was awe of an existence that one could not match, fear of cataclysmic destruction, and an intense desire for power.
Looking at those gazes, Thor couldn't help but ponder how to stir up their more intense emotions.
50 points of spiritual essence per day is far from enough; he needs far more spiritual essence to exchange for everything he needs.
Perhaps I could take inspiration from Rome in my previous life and build an arena where my evil creatures could fight freely, and whoever won 10 consecutive matches would receive my reward.
In this way, not only can their bloodlust be satisfied, but a group of capable subordinates can also be trained.
The dead are not wasted; their corpses can be used as food for other evil creatures, and their souls are transformed into essence.
As for whether doing so would lead to too many casualties among his men, resulting in severe attrition.
All Saul could say was that these creatures, like dogs, could easily have four or five puppies in one litter, and could produce a litter every few months. They just wouldn't die out, they simply wouldn't die out.
Moreover, he could let them fight each other for a while, initially select some stronger ones, and then have them form a slave-catching team to capture more subordinates from all directions.
In fact, as long as the rewards Thor offers are attractive enough, there's no need for him to catch them; a steady stream of evil creatures will come to him willingly.
More creatures mean more essence, and more essence can yield more attractive rewards, growing like a snowball, siphoning off the entire wilderness, and forging its own legend with their blood and souls.
Without hesitation, Thor summoned a group of kobolds and ordered them to gather all the evil creatures under his command.
At midday, thousands of strange creatures gathered on the open ground in front of his lair on the cliff. A cacophony of noises arose as they rubbed against each other, and roars and fights could be heard from time to time.
Seeing their energetic appearance, Thor nodded in satisfaction and growled in a low voice:
"Shut up, all of you. Anyone who makes another sound will become the gnolls' dinner."
A powerful sonic boom swept through the air, instantly silencing the clamor below and leaving all the evil creatures trembling in fear.
The old bear-man stood at the forefront of the beastmen's ranks. He was ordered by Thor to teach these humans, who were born to walk the path of the wild, how to find, communicate with, and capture the spirits of beasts.
Looking at the now even more powerful red dragon lazily lying on the stone platform, he felt as if the whole world was somewhat unreal.
How could dragons grow so quickly, experiencing two leaps in strength in just over a month?
And what's with those armor-like metallic scales? Does this red dragon have the blood of a metal dragon or a sub-iron dragon flowing through its veins?
And that exaggerated tail, as large as a giant blade, was not a tool for hunting, but a terrifying weapon for fighting giants.
Even other true dragons of the same size would likely be disemboweled if they were swept by this tail.
Compared to the panic and unease of the other evil creatures, the kobolds appeared increasingly excited and fanatical.
The great dragon lord has become even stronger. Look at his majestic body, his holy posture, and the immense magical power he exudes.
If they weren't too weak, they would have been tempted to rush up and kiss the scorching footprints left by the dragon lord on the ground.
Equally excited were the group of hairy, smelly jackals.
Good heavens! What did the great Dragon Lord just say? The disrespectful ones will be the gnolls' dinner, which proves that the Dragon Lord still remembers them.
As one of the first followers of the great red dragon, although his current status in the dragon lord's heart has been surpassed by the sycophantic kobolds.
But one day, the great Burning Wings will discover who his most loyal and excellent followers are.
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Thor casually glanced at his men below, his molten gold pupils seeming to pulsate with magma.
He had no idea what was going through the minds of these tiny creatures, nor was he interested in knowing; he simply roared in a loud voice:
"You lowly creatures, look at yourselves! Weak, cowardly, and utterly vulnerable, you are as worthless as newborn goblins."
The great red dragon has no need for trash; it's time to show your power.
I will designate a special arena for you to fight. Whether you are confident in your strength or just don't like each other, you can come up here and settle things.
I will bestow upon any creature that wins 10 matches a treasure that will enhance its power.
If I can win 100 matches, I will personally transform it into a true dragonborn.
Come! Fight! Please me with your blood and courage, and in return, I will grant you boundless power!
The resounding dragon roar echoed in the air, and everything around seemed to freeze.
In the next instant, the evil creatures surrounding the rock wall roared excitedly, like a powder keg that had been lit.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!!"
"My claws are itching for a bite!"
"The great Dragon Lord will witness who is the strongest among his subordinates!"
Bizarre-shaped monsters waved their arms and legs wildly under the scorching sun, accompanied by a cacophony of hoarse or shrill sounds, creating a scene resembling a chaotic dance of demons.
As evil creatures, they crave blood, crave slaughter, and crave the sensation of claws tearing flesh apart.
At least this way, the great dragon lord won't treat them like serfs.