PNB Chapter 17 Remember My Name!
Chapter 17 Remember My Name!
In the distance, a huge fireball suddenly appeared, followed by a thunderous roar. The ball of flames surged and rose into the sky, eventually transforming into a spectacular mushroom cloud.
Sistana and Culp shuddered in shock at the earth-shattering explosion, immediately drawing a disdainful look from Thor.
As he gazed at the orange-red flames gradually disappearing into the darkness, the cold smile that had been playing on his lips became even more pronounced.
Ignoring his two foolish and cowardly younger siblings, Thor stepped out of the bushes where he was hiding and headed straight for the direction of the explosion.
As the distance closed, the horrific and miserable state of the centaurs became clearly visible to Thor.
The air was filled with a mixture of blood and burnt smells, and he couldn't help but take a deep breath, finding the smell unusually sweet.
His undisguised footsteps instantly drew the attention of the remaining centaurs, who all turned their angry and hateful gazes toward Thor.
Illuminated by the firelight from the burning grass around them, the 10-foot-long baby dragon swaggered to a spot less than a hundred meters away and then squatted down.
"You hoofed bastards, how does it feel to fly? Isn't it incredibly wonderful?"
Thor's casual yet sarcastic words ignited the centaurs' fury. They roared and tried to get up, but every movement aggravated their wounds, causing them excruciating pain.
"Damn crawler, did you do this?!"
"I'm going to kill you!!"
The few centaurs with minor injuries had barely moved their feet when the cunning young dragon, like a startled wildcat, darted backward, leaving only its sharp, high-pitched cry faintly in the distance.
"Are you sure you want to abandon your injured comrade and keep chasing me?"
"I have two brothers, aren't you afraid they'll take the opportunity to do something bad?"
The sound, like the hiss of a venomous snake, froze the centaurs in place. They looked around the desolate wilderness with a sense of dread, feeling as if a ferocious dragon might be lurking in every shadowy spot.
Lunaris never expected that, despite having defeated the young red dragon, he would ultimately fall to its offspring.
Where did this guy get the bomb from? That ball of flame, over 10 meters in diameter, was even more powerful than a large fireball spell, not to mention those insidious boulders.
Torn between resentment and anger, Lunaris forced himself to rise from the ground, grabbed the longbow on his back, and nocked a blood-stained arrow.
His remaining right eye was somewhat blurry in the darkness, but his keen intuition, honed over a long period of training, allowed him to quickly pinpoint the direction of the red hatchling by sound.
The magic flowing through his body gradually gathered in his palm and onto the longbow in his hand. As the bowstring was drawn, the arrow began to shine with a dazzling white light.
A sharp, needle-like pain shot through him, causing Thor to abruptly stop his mocking words. His claws gripped the ground tightly, and his spine arched high.
The next moment, he saw a meteor-like arrow shooting towards him. He quickly leaped to the side, but a sharp pain still came from his left side, where a long, bloody gash appeared.
Is this the power of a high-level professional in this world? Even though they are injured, they can still launch a fatal attack at any time.
The pain in his body did not anger Thor; instead, it made him laugh wildly. His sharp, loud laughter echoed through the wilderness, filled with unspeakable mockery.
"A good arrow, but the accuracy was a bit off. Was it because you lost an eye and couldn't see the target clearly?"
Should I stop and give you another chance? But judging from your physical condition, I'm afraid you're no longer capable!
The sound of gritting teeth rang out from the centaur herd. Thor looked at the notification that his mental energy was increasing and couldn't help but feel a sense of pleasure.
"Remember this: the one who defeated you was the great Thor Heliozog Esmerald... "
One day, you will all tremble under my iron wings!
The voice, which sounded like a proclamation, gradually faded away, and a deathly silence enveloped the surviving centaurs, causing a strange sense of unease to well up in their hearts.
This red baby dragon not only possesses the brutal power of a red dragon, but also behaves as cunningly as a green dragon. Once it grows up, the consequences will be unimaginable.
As time went by, the intense anger in their hearts gradually transformed into deep fear without them even realizing it.
If they manage to survive, they might recall everything that happened today on some midnight someday.
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Thor's sarcastic remarks to the centaurs were partly due to his dragon bloodline, but his more important purpose was to collect more spiritual essence.
Like faith, this thing originates from the strong emotions and intentions of intelligent beings, so it also needs a clear direction.
This is why gods spread their divine names and emblems, and demons also have their own unique nicknames.
Thor can only collect as much spiritual essence as possible by making the centaurs have a concrete understanding of him, and ideally by spreading his name.
Otherwise, they would only harbor resentment towards a single red dragon hatchling, but there are so many red dragon hatchlings in the world, which one could represent him?
Seeing that everything was over, Thor couldn't help but grin.
The wound on its wing hadn't healed yet, and now there were new injuries. Every step it took was excruciatingly painful.
However, when I saw that my essence balance had increased to 15 points and was still slowly rising, I couldn't help but feel a surge of joy. After thinking about it, I withdrew the blue mushrooms I had drawn earlier.
A ripple suddenly appeared in the air in front of him, and a blue mushroom, more than half a meter tall, appeared out of thin air.
It is said that if this blue mushroom grows on the corpse of some powerful monster, it can grow to more than three meters tall, like a small building.
I wonder if it can be grown in this world. If I can grow some and sell it to humans as a magical potion ingredient when I have my own territory, it should be a good business.
With these thoughts swirling in his mind, Thor stuffed the entire blue mushroom into his stomach and returned to the place where he had parted ways with Sistana and Calp.
At that moment, the two red baby dragons were excitedly swishing their tails, and when they saw him return, they immediately came to greet him.
"Was the explosion from that wooden barrel we buried? That's amazing! Can I have another one?"
"Damn Thor! How could you only give your own name? You should let those four-legged bastards know, and also the great Sistana!"
Thor glanced at the two idiots, slapped them twice, and, too lazy to waste any more words on them, wagged his tail and led the way into the distance.
After this incident, the centaurs certainly wouldn't dare to continue the pursuit.
Next, they can find a suitable habitat, and they only need to develop in peace for several decades. After reaching adolescence, they can...