madnovel Chapter 21 Surrender
Chapter 21 Surrender
Thor stopped his attack; his fangs and claws were already soaked in the boarman's blood, the crimson stain standing out starkly in his vision.
He looked at the boar-man lying on the ground, almost kneeling. Its gray fur was messy and its loose skin drooped. Combined with its thin body, it looked like an old man.
But its shout was like a thunderclap, instantly waking the other boar-men from their daze. Those originally dull-witted heads finally came to their senses and all made a gesture of submission.
Seeing this, Thor also let out a loud roar, signaling Sistana and Calp to stop their claws.
But the two fledgling dragons, caught up in the frenzy of their battle, had their minds clouded by bloodlust. They only stopped when they received a heavy blow to the forehead.
"Damn it, Culp, what are you doing?"
"Why are you stopping us?"
Thor grabbed Sistana and Kalp by the neck, his slightly outstretched wings casting large, dark shadows in the firelight, and spoke slowly and deliberately.
"These boar-men have submitted to me; they are now my property. Do you intend to damage what is rightfully mine?"
An intense sense of oppression washed over them, and Sistana and Kalp dared not resist in the slightest. They could only shrink their heads and dare not utter another sound.
Thor tossed the two baby dragons aside, raised his nimble and thick neck high, held his head straight, and began to scan the entire area with his pale golden eyes.
The blood mixed with the mud on the ground, congealing into a deep blackish-red color.
More than half of the boarmen lay on the ground, most of them adult males, and the vast majority of them were already dead.
The remaining boarmen cowered and lay prone in the mud, burying their heads deep in the ground, not even daring to look Thor in the eye.
Then, he turned his gaze to the old boar-man who had submitted first, casually pointed with his paw, and roared in a loud voice.
"From now on, you are the leader of this group of boar-men. Now, clean up the surrounding area and gather all the members."
I'll be back at this time tomorrow. I hope you won't even think about running away, or else...
As soon as he finished speaking, Thor seemed to have a defiant look on his lips as he spat out wisps of fire. Then, with a flap of his wings, he disappeared into the night with Sistana and Calp.
In the previous battle, the three baby dragons were also injured by the boarmen's counterattack. Although it was not serious, they still needed to rest and recover as soon as possible.
Back in the cave atop the distant mountain, Sistana and Kalp began to lick their wounds.
Thor closed his eyes and lay in a corner of the cave, seemingly dozing, but in reality, he focused his attention on the huge turntable in his mind and began to look through the prompts about the increase in mental energy essence.
But what he saw almost made his head ache with anger.
These boar-men, with an intelligence attribute of only 7, produced pitifully little mental energy even under the immense fear of life and death.
Under normal circumstances, it takes about 10 boarmen to equal one centaur; and it takes another 10 centaurs to equal one young dragon.
This ratio only changes during periods of significant emotional distress or in the final moments before death.
After accumulating for more than two months, plus the little bit collected when some boarmen died, Thor's mental essence balance was only 15.72 at this moment.
There should have been more, but exchanging for dragon crystals and burning coals was still a considerable expense.
This made him feel like this thing was like his salary in his previous life. He was paid every month, but every year around the New Year, he would find that there were no coins left in his account.
After a moment's thought, Thor focused his attention and tapped the small square of the dragon crystal three times.
As the three essences were consumed, the air in front of them rippled, and three long, translucent crystals, like crystal pillars, appeared.
He stuffed one piece into his mouth and threw the other two at Sistana and Kalp.
Without comparison, there is no difference. His foolish younger brother and sister are simply high-yield, high-quality crops. They need more "fertilization" to continue increasing their "yield".
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"My foolish and weak relatives, considering your decent performance this time, the great Saul has taken pity on you and bestowed this upon you. Accept it with gratitude!"
The two shimmering dragon crystals traced graceful parabolas in the air, and before they even landed, Sistana and Kalp leaped up and caught them tightly in their arms.
Their eyes gleamed with barely concealed joy, completely ignoring Thor's belittling of them, and they excitedly asked.
"Really? You're really giving me the whole piece?"
"Can I not eat it this time and just keep it as a souvenir?"
Faced with the expectant gazes of the two fledglings, Thor shook his head and revealed a cold, sinister smile.
"Of course not, eat it right now."
Seeing that the two baby dragons were still struggling, he added:
"I allow the one who eats first to steal the other's property."
These words struck at the two fledgling dragons' weakness. Almost simultaneously, they cast menacing glances at each other and quickly stuffed the dragon crystals from their claws into their mouths.
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True dragons have extremely strong regenerative abilities; ordinary skin and flesh injuries can be fully recovered in a short time.
A day later, the wounds on the three baby dragons had mostly healed, leaving only some broken and missing scales that would take longer to grow back.
As dusk fell, Thor once again spread his wings and flew toward the gentle slope where the boarmen were.
His exceptional eyesight allowed him to see the boar-men standing frozen on the ground from a great distance, each one looking anxious and their faces filled with terror.
Standing at the very front was the old boar-man he had personally chosen. In just one night, the guy seemed to have become several years younger, and even his originally hunched back seemed to have straightened up a bit.
Thor landed on a protruding rock with a gust of wind, his pale golden pupils sweeping over the boar-men before him. Not a single one dared to meet his gaze.
Excluding those who died in yesterday's battle and those who succumbed to their injuries, there are currently 27 wild boar people remaining, most of whom are females and cubs, with very few males or older individuals.
This is because those who resisted most fiercely have already been eliminated, and older individuals have long been eliminated by nature.
Just as these wild boars were trembling with fear, awaiting their fate, a loud voice suddenly came from ahead.
"You lowly, filthy, worthless pigs, you should have spent your whole lives in mud, with worms and garbage."
But you are fortunate to have met the great Thor! Offer your insignificant loyalty and conquer this wilderness with me, and I will bestow upon you immeasurable strength and sustenance…!!
After a brief silence, the old boar-man stepped forward and shouted loudly.
"Great Saul, your most loyal servant will follow you for life..."
After that sound, voices of submission began to rise and fall.