novellhall Chapter 42 Bad taste
Chapter 42 Bad taste
The shrewd hint that flashed in his eyes convinced Thor that the green worm was definitely plotting something sinister against him.
But he didn't take this to heart at all. With his current growth rate, these young dragons would only fall further and further behind him in strength. His so-called patience and restraint would just be a joke in the end.
After driving away the green dragon, he would occasionally turn his head and his gaze would fall on a black dragon standing to the side.
This young black dragon is not yet as emaciated as an adult. Its black scales gleam with an oily sheen, its eye sockets are deep-set, and a pair of curved, segmented horns extend from the sides of its head, stretching downwards and forwards to firmly protect the sides of its cheeks.
What is most peculiar are his wings. The wing membranes do not cover a large area, but the wing bones are exceptionally long, protruding outward like ferocious bone claws, giving him extremely agile maneuverability.
A faint stench of decay drifted on the breeze, and Thor immediately raised the scales on his forehead and roared angrily.
"You black bug, how long has it been since you took a bath? Get away from me! Stay away from me!"
Upon hearing this, the surrounding black dragons almost instantly flew into a rage, all staring intently at Thor with cold, sinister eyes.
However, after comparing the size difference between the two sides, they could only choose to silently back down, silently taking their food and turning away.
Among the colorful dragons, the black dragon is only slightly larger than the white dragon. In its early stages, before it has awakened much magical ability, it is impossible for it to defeat the red dragon, which is much larger than itself.
In this way, Thor had offended all the young dragons. But looking at the angry, malicious, or hateful gazes directed at him, he only felt immense pleasure.
Below my line of sight, the notifications for the essence fragments flashed like a screen, adding another 2 points in just a short while.
But this was far from enough for Thor; he needed much more spiritual essence.
He glanced around at the young dragons who had mostly arrived, then slipped his claw inside one of his wings. When he pulled it out, his fingertips were already holding a fragment of a dragon crystal.
This was the last bit he ate after exchanging it today. It was only about the size of an adult's fist, but its quality was exceptionally clear. It sparkled in the sunlight and faintly emitted a bluish-green, active energy.
"Stop eating you fools, you bunch of beasts who only know how to bury their heads in food! I'll show you what the true pursuit of a dragon is!!"
The sudden sound attracted the attention of the surrounding young dragons, who all muttered to themselves, "What the hell is that damned red dragon doing now?"
However, when they turned their heads and saw the dazzling crystal held between the fingertips of Thor's raised right paw, they couldn't take their eyes off it.
"Magic Crystal! This is a magic crystal!!"
"That's huge! Damn, where did you get that?"
"Foolish red dragon, this is not something you should possess! Hand it over now!"
All the young dragons raised in the oasis are considered the property of Kalendak, and have no way of obtaining their own treasure.
Not to mention that they are still in the stage of being fed young dragons. Some of them may not have even seen a single copper coin since they hatched. Only when they grow up to adolescence and make contributions to the tribe in battle will they have a chance to receive a meager reward.
These young dragons have never even seen, let alone possessed, such a dazzling magic crystal, let alone dared to dream of it.
The dragon blood within them was instantly activated, their blood circulation accelerated dramatically, their pupils turned red from congestion, and their gazes followed Thor's waving claws, moving up and down continuously.
A large number of fragments of spiritual essence appeared below Thor's line of sight, like a blue waterfall.
He felt like he was standing in front of a group of addicts having a drug craving, holding up a packet of leaves, surrounded by envious, jealous, and greedy eyes.
Even the green and black dragons, who had previously chosen to back down, could not resist the temptation and began to stir.
Seeing that he had become the focus of all the young dragons' attention, Thor immediately revealed an evil smile on his round head.
"Look at that dazzling luster! Plenty of energy, it's worth at least a hundred gold coins. Don't you want it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly stuck out his scarlet tongue, which coiled around the dragon crystal like a snake. He raised his head high, opened his mouth wide, and suddenly snapped his jaws shut amidst the despairing gazes of the young dragons.
"No--!!"
"Damn it! How could you eat it!"
"Spit it out right now!!"
The agonizing screams continued to ring out, and the young dragons who witnessed this scene felt even more distressed than if their own mother had died.
The more heartbroken they were, the more excited Thor became. The constant stream of notifications appearing below his eyes made him burst into laughter.
"You idiots, were you trying to steal it just now? I'm eating it, and I won't give you the chance, ha ha ha!"
While Sistana and Kalp were lurking nearby, taking advantage of the young dragons' attention being drawn to Thor, they began stealthily stealing their food.
Hearing the constant roars and curses around them, they couldn't help but show disdain in their eyes, and a strange sense of superiority rose in their hearts.
"A bunch of ignorant fools! As expected, apart from the red dragon, the other five-colored dragons are all useless! Idiots! They only deserve to be toyed with!"
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Thor's act of devouring the dragon crystal in front of all the young dragons directly provoked the wrath of the crowd, and even the weak white dragons glared at him with resentment.
If he hadn't been quick to react and flap his wings and fly away immediately, he probably would have received a severe beating.
However, the rewards of doing so were obvious; in just half a day, he gained 8 points of essence.
The days that followed were uneventful. For a true dragon whose lifespan is measured in thousands of years, a day is as short as a fleeting moment.
Every morning at sunrise, Thor would fly out of the cave to hunt for a day.
Its outstretched wings cast large shadows on the ground as it faces the sunlight, and it occasionally lets out a loud roar to attract the attention of the young dragons.
And every week when it's feeding time, he would take out some items that were somewhat valuable but not too precious, show them off in front of all the young dragons, and then eat them directly in front of them to obtain a large amount of essence.
His constant taking out of treasure quickly aroused suspicion among some of the young dragons.
Some even sneaked into the caves on the cliff while he was out hunting, hoping to find the treasure he had hidden.
As for the result, naturally, nothing was gained.
In the blink of an eye, nearly a month had passed since Thor arrived at this oasis, and he had finally accumulated 100 points of mental energy essence.