Slaying the Dragon.
Flames erupted from the ground the very next second.
Rolling over to dodge the fountain of liquid fire that had burst out from under his feet, Hunter stiffled a curse as a few drops of the molten magma landed on his body and scorched patches of his furs.
'No Wonder his mood was so terrible.'
Flipping over and pushing himself up with his hands, Hunter landed on his feet and continued his dash.
A few dozen meters ahead, the battle with the {Earth Behemoth Dragon} raged on as fiery as the lava that was constantly trying to burn all his hairs off.
There was a loud bellow, and the earth undulated. Large bricks that could easily weigh several times burst out of the ground and rose into the sky.
Hunter happened to be directly above one of them.
"So this is its power."
The ability to shape and reconstruct the landscape. In the hands of a creature as terrible as this, with as much power as this, was incredible.