usenovelgroup Chapter 142 Imprisonment
Chapter 142 Imprisonment
Chapter 144 Imprisonment
After swimming in the lava, Thor showed no signs of fatigue; on the contrary, he became even more energetic.
He shook his head, crawled out of the crack, and shook his body violently. The rubble that remained on the scales and was formed from solidified magma instantly fell off and hit the ground with a crisp sound.
After dealing with the lava, it's time to deal with the deep dragon.
It must be said that none of the creatures that can be called true dragons are weak in vitality. In just a few hours, the Deep Dragon, which was originally on the verge of death, appeared to have improved its injuries somewhat.
Having just woken up, he looked at the red dragon pacing towards him, his eyes filled with pleading. But when he realized he received no pity, his gaze turned into deep resentment.
Intense emotions mixed with psionic energy surged onto Thor's crimson scales, but they couldn't disturb his thoughts at all. Instead, they transformed into streams of essence that increased his senses, giving him a surge of intense pleasure.
When he said he was going to give this guy to the mushroom people to devour, he wasn't just saying it casually; he really intended to do so.
A real dragon is precious, but compared to those mushroom people, it's nothing.
After all, psychic energy is also a different manifestation of mental power. In the end, it belongs to the same type of energy as strong emotions, so it can naturally be absorbed by the wheel in his mind and transformed into mental energy essence.
The mushroom people are born with psionic talents, and as long as they can grow and thrive, Thor can have a highly productive "farmland," making it worthwhile to invest any amount of fertilizer in it.
More importantly, as a form of energy existing between the mind and soul, when psychic energy devours and fights each other, the victor has a high probability of gaining access to the memories of the loser.
A mature deep-sea dragon should have at least two or three hidden lairs. Although Thor didn't care about the hundreds of thousands of gold coins, he didn't intend to waste them.
After all, even a small amount is still something, and it's good to be able to get a more comfortable mattress.
As Thor pointed his fingertip into the air, a large amount of sparrowstone and iron ore appeared out of thin air.
Then he breathed out a scorching dragon breath, melting all the ores into molten iron. After being forged by several gray dwarves, it soon turned into several long chains and a large number of thick iron nails with barbs.
Under Thor's instructions, the iron nails, each half a meter long, began to be driven into the joints of the deep dragon.
They can restrict the Deep Dragon's movements, and with the long iron chains binding its entire body tightly, it would be extremely difficult for the Deep Dragon to break free easily, even with its brute strength.
With each nail driven in, the scaleless dragon howled in agony, its dark red blood seeping out and forming a small pool beneath it. Drawn by the sight, white-fuzzed mycelia extended from all directions, cautiously probing their tips into the blood, tentatively drawing in its nutrients. Once they found no danger, they began to greedily feast.
Soon, dense mycelium completely covered the blood flowing from Shenlong, and not satisfied, it spread along his body and took root in the wound.
The grey dwarves and kobolds who were nailing iron nails into Deep Dragon's joints couldn't help but shudder when they saw this scene. They instinctively wanted to run away, but they were only slightly relieved when they realized that the mycelium was deliberately avoiding them.
Most real dragons have thirteen cervical vertebrae, twelve thoracic vertebrae, seven lumbar vertebrae, and thirty-six caudal vertebrae, plus bones in their limbs, wings, and other parts, totaling about five hundred pieces.
Therefore, more than 300 iron nails were driven into the body of this dragon, completely sealing off every joint. It was difficult for it to even move, let alone struggle.
Even so, with the dragon's tenacious vitality, he wouldn't die. In fact, if left unattended, he might even use his magic-rich blood to corrode the iron nails, thus breaking free from his restraints.
Unfortunately, the climbing mycelium sealed off this last possibility, greedily absorbing the energy from the deep dragon's blood, making him weaker and weaker.
The deep dragon, which had been screaming incessantly, quickly fell silent.
Looking at the large cocoon wrapped in dense mycelium, Thor had no intention of killing it. Instead, he had the fungus people feed nutrients into the deep dragon's mouth.
A living deep dragon can continuously absorb magical elements, transforming various nutrients into precious and unique magical power, and can also spontaneously change the surrounding environment.
Some places where deep dragons have lived for a long time can even form huge spore gardens, which are undoubtedly extremely suitable for the growth of fungus people, so it is always more valuable for them to be alive than dead.
As a fully grown dragon became the energy core of the mushroom dwelling, the mycelium covering the surrounding walls became brighter.
Mushrooms of all sizes and colors swayed gently, constantly conveying a joyful mood.
At this moment, the Mushroom King also came over with a large number of Mushroom Men. Their slimy bodies writhed, and golden particles of varying sizes seeped out from their bodies.
That was the gold they promised to offer to the Dragon Lord. It didn't seem like much; a large wooden box could hold it all. But considering the density of gold and its extremely high gold content, it probably weighed at least a ton.
If converted to gold coins, that's over ten thousand, even exceeding the entire fortune of most young dragons.
Someone as poor as Saul's mother probably couldn't afford that much gold.
And the idea that, as depicted in chivalric novels, any dragon's lair contains piles of gold coins for them to roll around in at will, is simply impossible.
That would require at least tens of millions of gold coins, more than 500 tons, which is almost one-four-hundredth of all the gold mined by humans in Thor's previous life.
Thor, a red dragon who had transcended base desires, couldn't help but have his eyes light up when he saw the gold the mushroom man had taken out. He swept it away with his claws without any hesitation and greedily asked, "What is this gold?"
"Is that all? Is there nothing else? Or is there some kind of gold mine rich in gold?"
Stared at by those fiery, golden pupils, the Mushroom King couldn't help but shudder and hurriedly explained.
"These are all the fungus and the mycelium that have grown out of the earth, collected little by little 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 brain 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."
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