1novels Chapter 20 Surrender
Chapter 20 Surrender
"Wuhu! Charge! Charge! Charge!"
"Burn all those filthy pigs to ashes!"
The immense heat released as the burning coals were digested caused the blood in the three fledgling dragons to boil, and Sistana and Kalp couldn't contain themselves and let out excited shouts.
Like three blazing red clouds, they crashed straight into the campfire surrounded by the boar-men. The powerful impact of their landing sent countless unburnt pieces of wood flying everywhere like fireworks.
Several boar-men who couldn't dodge in time were hit by sparks, their thick manes instantly ignited, and they immediately let out terrified screams.
More boar-men suddenly leaped to their feet, frantically trying to dodge in all directions.
The few boar-man berserkers that Thor had been focusing on grabbed weapons from the side, their small eyes flashing with ferocity, and let out rough roars at the exploding fire.
Thor shook off the embers that clung to his body, raised his thick neck, and scanned the boarmen around him.
The head of a baby dragon is round and plump, and the horns and thorns on its head have not yet formed, so it should be somewhat cute.
However, the burning coals he had swallowed earlier were now releasing a large amount of heat, causing the air around him to distort and scorching hot breath to constantly escape from his nostrils and mouth.
As he roared to the sky, some undigested coal dust was also expelled, which ignited instantly upon contact with the air, turning into billowing flames.
"You filthy, foolish pigs, why don't you kneel before the great dragon!"
"Kneel down!"
"Kneel down now!"
Sistana and Culp roared in support from the sidelines.
The ordinary boar-men seemed intimidated by their fierce aura and involuntarily retreated.
But the boar-man berserkers, who were nearly seven feet tall, were enraged by such insulting words. Their blood rushed to their heads, their eyes became bloodshot, and their skin gradually turned red from the congestion.
They raised their thick bone clubs and wooden sticks, and instead of retreating, they moved forward.
"Three dragon cubs that are not yet adults have no right to order Luger around."
"I'm going to arrest you all and boil you in a pot!"
Thor glanced quickly at the boar-man berserker standing at the front, took a deep breath, and exhaled.
The accumulated heat in the body, the undigested coal dust, and the magic power gathered from the blood vessels all turned into flames and spewed out.
The breath it exhaled was initially just a thin wisp, but it grew with the wind, and in the blink of an eye it became a large area with a diameter of three or four meters.
A massive wave of flames engulfed the boar-man berserkers, and the lead one was swallowed up by the flames before it could even dodge.
Its mane burned to charcoal in less than a breath, its thick pigskin sizzled, and its fat melted, seeping from the bursting blood bubbles.
As Thor shook his head, his breath, which was more than ten meters long, drew a long wall of fire on the ground.
The other boar-man berserkers who were following behind and planning to charge hurriedly stopped, but two of them couldn't stop and rushed into the fire, letting out a miserable scream, and rolled wildly on the ground.
Even though the pain is greatly reduced after going berserk, the pain of being burned by flames all over the body is something that ordinary creatures cannot endure.
Moreover, their thick fur and abundant fat are like natural candles; once lit, they are very difficult to extinguish.
When a wave of weakness washed over him, as if his body had been drained of all its energy, Thor immediately stopped exhaling.
Looking at the scene he had created, the dragon blood within him began to boil, and a pleased smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.
To the other boar-men, this appearance was nothing short of grotesque and terrifying.
Some of the boarmen screamed in fright and turned to run away; some boarmen warriors who had already gripped their weapons hesitated and dared not step forward.
Just then, a seemingly inconspicuous boar-man suddenly roared:
"Cover yourselves in mud, then you won't be afraid of the dragon cubs' fire!"
There are actually boar-men who react this quickly?
Thor's gaze sharpened, and he turned to look at the boar-man who had spoken.
The next moment, his limbs suddenly pushed off the ground, his large wings spread out, and he suddenly took off into the air.
The distance of several dozen meters was covered in a flash. After arriving above the boar-man who had made the sound, it folded its outstretched wings back and swooped down fiercely with its entire body carrying the momentum of its descent.
The forelimbs, covered in scarlet scales, pressed down on the boar-man's raised wooden stick, and with a crisp snap, the stick landed firmly on its shoulder.
Before the boar-man could react, it kicked down with its hind legs, stretched out its flexible neck, and bit down on its throat.
With a tearing sound, the tough boar skin on the boar-man's chest and abdomen was ripped open by the sharp dragon claws, leaving it ripped open; the hard dragon teeth pierced through the muscles and embedded themselves deep in the spine, then twisted forcefully.
The whole process took only a few breaths, and the boar-man who made the sound died in the dragon's mouth.
Thor slowly raised his head from the corpse, his ferocious vertical pupils scanning his surroundings, and let out a furious roar to the sky:
"Kneel down, all of you! Prepare to welcome your new master! All who dare to resist will be reduced to ashes in this blazing inferno!!"
"Roar! Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill them all!!"
Seeing this, Sistana and Calp felt their blood boiling and couldn't help but want to take Thor's place.
At Thor's command, the two young dragons pounced like wild dogs, indiscriminately attacking the boar-men around them.
Those exceptionally large boar-man berserkers were given special "attention," and as soon as they got close, they would immediately unleash a breath of dragon fire.
Fueled by the burning coals, their dragon breath reached temperatures of over a thousand degrees Celsius, which a thin layer of mud could not withstand. All the boarmen engulfed in flames collapsed in agony.
Although the young dragon's body was not fully developed, it could only exhale this one breath of scorching dragon breath with the help of external objects.
Even just this one bite is enough.
When the strongest few boar-man berserkers fell, flames shot into the sky, and the remaining boar-men were all terrified by the terrifying power, only able to flee in panic, daring not to resist.
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Grok huddled in the mud, watching the three red dragons rampage and kill him, trembling with fear.
In his youth, he was a powerful warrior who dared to fight against ferocious dire wolves.
However, as people age and their bodies weaken, all their energy and spirit have long since vanished along with their once strong muscles, leaving only a strong will to survive.
Suddenly, he recalled the words the largest red dragon had repeatedly mentioned—kneel down and pledge allegiance to him—and reacted instantly.
"Great Red Dragon, please calm your anger for now. I, Grok, offer you all my loyalty in exchange for your mercy."