lovenovelstory Chapter 85 Unexpected Discovery
Chapter 85 Unexpected Discovery
What appeared before Thor was a mountain cyclops.
It stands over four meters tall, a size that undoubtedly means it weighs tons. Its stone-gray skin has a spell-like effect similar to Stone Skin, which not only provides it with excellent resistance to blows but also grants it a certain degree of magic resistance.
If placed on the front lines, this single Cyclops would be enough to crush an entire cavalry unit head-on, and a single swing of its club could shatter both men and horses.
However, with the boost from the abundant magic power within him, each of Thor's rockburst projectiles was almost equivalent to an enhanced version of a fireball.
The radius of the explosion is enough to cover an area of nearly ten meters. When five are detonated at the same time, the resulting shock wave and high temperature will increase exponentially.
Based on this principle, some elemental mages with volatile tempers and a pursuit of extreme destructive power even formed a sect called the "Cult of Many Fireballs".
Their principle is simple: as long as there are enough fireballs, big enough, and with powerful enough spells, there is no problem that cannot be solved.
Even if there are problems that can't be solved, they can be used to deal with the person who raised the problem.
Thor's latest barrage of rockbursts was almost as powerful as a coordinated attack by a five-person squad of elemental mages, all of whom were at least level three.
A deafening roar echoed across the sky, and flames, accompanied by thick smoke, shot into the air like giant mushrooms.
The terrifying shockwaves were like invisible giant hands, tearing at the Cyclops's tough skin; they were also like heavy hammers, constantly pounding its bones and internal organs.
The stone skin, which was strong enough to withstand the slashing of ordinary swords, was easily torn apart, the flesh was burned by the high temperature, and a large number of fragile blood vessels in the internal organs were ruptured, which led to severe internal bleeding.
As the smoke gradually dissipated, only five large craters, each nearly two meters in diameter, remained. The Cyclops in the center was now torn to pieces, its remains scattered everywhere.
Thor glanced disdainfully at the charred remains on the ground and exhaled two plumes of hot smoke from his nostrils.
It's just a giant creature with the lowest bloodline, not even accepted by the real giants, and only regarded as an inferior relative, yet it dares to refuse my offer! It would be more like a storm giant would do it.
He stopped paying attention to the wreckage on the ground, flapped his wings, and flew towards the flock of sheep not far away.
The magical elements in the surrounding environment began to gather spontaneously, continuously replenishing the magical power in his body that had just dropped sharply.
The earlier violent explosion had caused the surrounding flock of sheep to scatter and flee, with some of the more timid ones even collapsing to the ground, their limbs stiff, as if they had been frightened out of their wits.
Thor randomly selected a few strong rams, ripped off their heads, then used his knife-like nails to cut open their bellies, removed their internal organs, and then used a faint dragon breath to roast the surface of the ram meat until it was charred before he began to eat it in large mouthfuls.
With each ferocious opening and closing of its jaws, the fangs, thicker than a finger, tore off dozens of kilograms of flesh, truly making it capable of swallowing a sheep in just three bites.
Hundreds of kilograms of meat were gone in the blink of an eye, digested and absorbed by his highly efficient digestive system, and transformed into nutrients needed for his body's growth.
Saul looked up, still somewhat unsatisfied, at the fleeing flock of sheep in the distance, intending to eat as much as possible.
After all, without the protection of that cyclops, even if he doesn't eat them now, these mountain sheep will soon be hunted down by other evil creatures, and when he comes back next time, there might not be a single one left.
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He began to pursue the fleeing flock of sheep, and driven by instinct, the fat sheep scattered toward places they thought were safe.
After quickly processing each goat, he swallowed it whole. Thanks to the dragon's unique physiological structure, he wouldn't need any extra meat for a considerable period of time after this overeating.
Before long, Thor followed the goats to a cave that was nearly three meters wide and five meters high. A huge rock was placed on one side of the cave entrance, indicating that this was the lair of the Cyclops from before.
Every night, when the Cyclops finished grazing, he would drive the flock back to his cave and block the entrance with the boulder to prevent other creatures from stealing the sheep.
Looking at the dark entrance to the cave, the flat ground around it from long-term trampling, and the scattered bones and food scraps, Thor wondered whether he should go in and take a look.
Just then, a breeze suddenly blew out of the cave, carrying the unique stench of the Cyclops, mixed with a faint smell of decay.
How could there be wind in the cave? Is it connected to other entrances and exits? Presumably, only in this way can the airflow in the cave circulate.
This piqued Thor's curiosity, so he lowered his head and crawled into the cave in front of him.
The darkness did not obstruct the dragon's vision at all. After advancing for about twenty meters, the surrounding space gradually became more open.
In one corner, there was a pile of wood covered with a nearly rotten sheepskin, which must have been the Cyclops's bed.
Scattered around the bed were some leftover bones and broken giant trees, and the ground was covered with a thick layer of trampled sheep dung, covered with numerous shallow footprints.
The disgusting environment made Thor stop in his tracks. Did that filthy one-eyed giant lock himself up with the sheep every night?
No wonder he's a foolish shepherd; he's completely turned into a wild beast.
Thor didn't want his paws to get stained with the mixture of sheep droppings and other trash on the ground, and the cramped space here didn't allow him to spread his wings and fly.
His gaze continued forward, and he discovered that behind the middle section of this cave, which resembled a hall, there was a narrow crack extending inward, from which the decaying breeze blew.
After thinking for a moment, he simply left the cave entrance, stepped into the sunlight, and began to take deep breaths.
A large amount of air was drawn into his chest cavity, and the magic power in his body gathered in his throat, transforming into a long river of orange-red flames that surged out of his mouth and rushed straight towards the cave entrance in front of him.
Since they couldn't stand the filthy environment and stench inside, they might as well set it on fire and burn everything to ashes.
A wave of heat surged into the Cyclops' cave, and with the help of his abundant magic and powerful lung capacity, Thor gushed out for nearly a minute.
The rotten wood and sheepskin in the cave, as well as the piles of dung on the ground, were all burned into thick smoke under such high temperatures. The smoke was propelled by the flames and flowed into the cracks behind, and even the surrounding rock walls were baked red.
After a long while, Thor stopped breathing. He looked at the still-reddish embers on the ground, then stepped into the cave and gazed at the crack in the depths.
It is over a meter long and twenty centimeters wide, resembling a long, narrow eye.
As Thor's gaze continued to penetrate deeper, he could see that there seemed to be a vast space inside the crack, with no end in sight.
Among the stalactites hanging from the top, some bat-like creatures, startled by the earlier firelight, were flitting about wildly.
The crack leads straight underground, its depths unfathomable, where only vaguely visible black figures can be seen moving about.