Lord of the Earth

"hiss!"

"This is incredible! This isn't just a dragon-breaking crossbow, it's a dragon-slaying crossbow!"

On the warships of the Hundred Races Alliance, the dragon-blooded beings wore expressions that were a mixture of joy and fear!
The reason is that an ancient black dragon at the demigod level was killed without any ability to resist the crossbow bolts fired by Qian Xia's mechanical beasts!

It should be noted that dragons are a supreme race.

Even after splitting into two major factions, the Demon Dragon and the Divine Dragon, their individual combat power still far surpasses that of ordinary beings, placing them at the top in all the heavens and myriad realms!
The Black Dragon Clan are the "Gods of War" in the Demon Dragon faction, with combat power comparable to the "Azure Dragons" in the Divine Dragon faction.

Now, this black dragon, which had barely appeared, was shot down and its soul was destroyed.
Undoubtedly, this is a truly earth-shattering event!

"My lord, we have shot the enemy down, and its soul has been annihilated by the power of the 'Dragon-Slaying Crossbow.' Shall we proceed to clear out the remaining black dragon scouts around the island?"

High in the sky, within the "Golden-Winged Roc Mechanical Beast," which stands tens of thousands of meters tall, the Golden-Winged Roc, who is in charge of controlling the Eighth Realm of Transcendent Realm, speaks in a cold and arrogant tone, with undisguised smugness hidden in his eyes.

Its sharp claws gripped the control lever tightly, and the mechanical beast's golden wings vibrated slightly, causing the surrounding clouds to dissipate with the force of its movements.

Normally, a Saint Realm cultivator would have little ability to resist a demigod; at best, they could only barely protect themselves.

However, when he was in control of Qianxia's "mechanical beast", he was able to easily "fight beyond his level" - especially since the "Great Roc Mechanical Beast" was almost perfectly compatible with him. Every flap of the mechanical beast's wings and every time it charged up to attack was in sync with his divine thoughts, as if this 10,000-meter-tall mechanical body was an extension of itself.

That is precisely why they were able to instantly kill a demigod-level "black dragon"!
Of course, this is not surprising.

This is because the "Golden-Winged Roc Mechanical Beast" was designed based on the peerless genius of the Golden-Winged Roc clan who was at the peak of the "quasi-true god" level, and it not only replicated the Golden-Winged Roc clan's extreme speed and sharp claws.

Furthermore, it integrates a portion of the divine sense of that quasi-true god roc into the core of the mechanism, which can perfectly unleash the combat power of the Golden-Winged Roc clan. In fact, with the support of the mechanism formation, its power is even greater!
"The Black Dragon is dead, why don't you surrender? Are you really going to try to stop a chariot with your bare hands, only to end up with your soul and body destroyed!"

The roar of the merfolk leader, a being at the third level of the divine realm, resounded through the sky and echoed throughout the entire island.

With the death of the black dragon, the island immediately descended into chaos.

Some of the creatures on the island had already been turned against them by Qian Xia. At this moment, they drew their weapons and launched a rebellion against the Black Dragon stronghold in the center of the island. Roars and the sound of weapons clashing were intertwined.

Many more creatures trembled in fear at the overwhelming power of the "Allied Forces of a Hundred Races," surrendering without resistance, their faces filled with terror, and they didn't even have the courage to raise their heads.

This is also the weakness of the Black Dragon Clan, which relies entirely on "tyranny" to rule and does not implement any benevolent policies.

They have enslaved and slaughtered the creatures on the island, and have long lost the hearts of the people. Once the black dragon guarding the island falls, the entire island will fall without any power to resist!

This is why the young scholar dared to come here without bringing any real troops, relying solely on the prestige of China!

"As agreed, all resources and treasures on the entire island belong to Qianxia. You are only responsible for counting the population and guarding the surrendered soldiers. You are not allowed to keep a single thing for yourselves!"

The allied forces of a hundred tribes, having landed on the island, vie for "troop strength" on the island...

Meanwhile, Qianxia's merchant caravan swiftly moved in. The leading merchant, carrying a copy of the "Classic of Mountains and Seas" from the "Three Books of Heaven, Earth, and Man," sent golden beams of light flying across the island as the pages turned, precisely targeting the hidden spiritual veins, ores, medicinal herbs, and treasures concealed by the black dragon. The excavation team, armed with specially crafted Qianxia tools, moved with lightning speed, excavating all the island's core resources in just half an hour, loading them onto carts and transporting them to the allied warships.

Such scenes unfolded continuously across the Dragonscale Sea, with the allied forces of the Hundred Clans sweeping across the land like a hurricane, unstoppable. Wherever they went, the defensive forces on islands previously occupied by the "Black Dragon Clan" were uprooted.

They will either be instantly killed by the Dragon Slayer Crossbow, defeated by the mechanical beasts, or surrender directly.

These territories were quickly absorbed by the Qianxia and incorporated into their own territory.

The process went very smoothly, without encountering much resistance.

The core issue is that although the Black Dragon Clan is powerful, as a naturally born extraordinary peak race, it is extremely difficult for them to reproduce, and their numbers are really small. There are only a few dozen Black Dragons on most islands!

Such a defensive force could easily be swept aside by the "Dragonborn" alliance, which possessed an army of 50 billion and mechanical beasts with the combat power of millions of Saint Realm beings, as easily as crushing ants.

It wasn't until the allied forces arrived at "Dragon Court," the core area of ​​the Dragon Scale Sea, that they encountered real resistance that could stop their advance.

"You audacious ants, how dare you trespass into my Black Dragon Court and slaughter my Black Dragon Clan! Today, I will grind you to dust!"

A roar shook the heavens and the earth. Amidst the churning clouds, a vast expanse of black dragons burst forth from the Dragon Court, blotting out the sun and turning the entire sky pitch black.

This is a black dragon army of a full million, each exuding a strong extraordinary aura. Among them are many demigod-level black dragons, and even hundreds that have reached the god level.

The immense, powerful aura caused the entire sea to churn violently, with towering waves crashing against the horizon.

It should be noted that compared to humans, black dragons far surpass them in physique and combat power—their dragon scales are impervious to blades and spears, their dragon aura is domineering and unparalleled, and their physical strength is even capable of tearing through space.

With the same number of troops, the Black Dragon Army was capable of confronting extraordinary alien races that outnumbered them several times over.

This million-strong black dragon army was equivalent to tens of millions of extraordinary troops, possessing terrifying combat power. Even with the large number of allied forces and the strength of their mechanical beasts, the allied warships felt a heavy sense of oppression. The allied warships swayed slightly, and many low-level dragon-blooded creatures trembled with fear, their faces turning pale.

"put!"

The scholar in blue robes, standing atop the main warship of the allied forces, remained calm, the "Qianxia State Letter and Official Seal" in his hand as steady as Mount Tai.

With a single command, his tone was flat and unwavering, yet carried an undeniable authority.

Clang, clang, clang...

The next moment, countless "Dragon Slayer Crossbows" flew towards the group of black dragons, densely packed like a black rainstorm, obscuring the sky, with a constant, ear-piercing sound of them cutting through the air.

On the warships of this "Allied Forces of a Hundred Races" were not only these dragon-blooded beings, but also a large number of war mechanical beasts exuding an aura of at least the Saint Realm level—

Besides the Golden-Winged Roc mechanical beast, there are also the Giant Bear mechanical beast, the White Tiger mechanical beast, and the Vermilion Bird mechanical beast, each with a different form, yet all exuding immense combat power.

On these mechanical beasts, the Dragon-Slaying Crossbows were already loaded, and a dense mass of bolts were aimed at the sky above the Dragon Court. The bolts were wreathed in pale golden Dao Fruit power, their light flashing and their killing intent lurking everywhere.

In the sky, one black dragon after another was horrified to discover that their scales, which they were so proud of and claimed to be impervious to blades and spears, were no longer an invincible shield in the face of these arrows!
Once those arrows hit, the scales around the wound would quickly soften and peel off, making a "sizzling" corrosive sound, as if soaked in strong acid, instantly exposing the fragile flesh underneath.

Even more terrifying, the power attached to the arrows seemed to be specifically designed to counter dragons. Wounds that would normally heal instantly were now bleeding profusely, causing their very souls to tremble. Even the powerful self-healing abilities of the dragons were ineffective.

"This arrow contains a power specifically designed to counter my Black Dragon clan. Don't try to withstand it!"

A black dragon from the third level of the Heavenly Realm roared in terror. It watched as its companion was struck in the wing by an arrow. Large patches of scales on the wing fell off as if splashed with sulfuric acid, revealing bloody flesh. Black dragon blood gushed out, staining half the sky red.

The black dragon struggled painfully, trying to fly back to the Dragon Court.

But after flying only halfway, it lost its balance due to excessive blood loss and damage to its soul, and its huge body plummeted straight into the sea, creating huge waves, and then fell silent.

Even if some black dragons reacted and tried to dodge or turn to escape, it was too late. The speed of the dragon-slaying crossbows was too fast, and they were so densely packed that there was nowhere to hide. They were all shot down!

However, there is one thing these black dragons did not understand.

In fact, the "Dragon-Slaying Crossbow" does not contain what people usually think of as "runes," but rather a kind of "Dragon-Slaying Potion"—as the name suggests, it has a powerful restraining effect on dragon-blooded creatures, and can quickly corrode dragon scales and destroy the self-healing ability of the dragon's body.

Furthermore, these Dragon-Breaking Potions are also imbued with the "Power of Dao Fruit" of Hua Tuo, the quasi-true god and master of the "Heavenly Physician Hall" in Qianxia.

Hua Tuo's original talent as a "surgeon" allowed him to dissect various living beings and discover their weaknesses, thereby increasing targeted damage. Now that he has become a quasi-true god, this power of the Dao Fruit can be permanently added to weapons and medicines, directly targeting the weaknesses of the Black Dragon Clan's physical body and soul.

A doctor can kill without a knife; Hua Tuo was such a doctor.

He did not personally fight the enemy, but used the power of his own Dao Fruit to make each Dragon-Slaying Crossbow a death warrant for the Black Dragon, striking straight at the heart of the dragon and killing it with a single blow.

"Gentlemen, the blood debt of this century must be repaid today! We have been enslaved by the Black Dragon for a hundred years; the hatred of slaughter and the resentment of humiliation will be settled today! Kill!"

A leader of the dragon-blooded race shouted loudly, his voice shaking the heavens and earth, igniting the fighting spirit of all the allied soldiers.

The next moment, a million "mechanical beasts" with combat power above the Saint Realm simultaneously launched their attack. Arrows and cannonballs rained down on the "Dragon Court," with deafening roars and explosions. Flames soared into the sky, turning the dark sky crimson.

The protective shield surrounding the Dragon Court was reinforced by the dragon energy and divine crystals of the Black Dragon Clan's powerful ancestors. Originally incredibly sturdy, it began to crumble under the intense bombardment. Dense cracks appeared on the shield, resembling a spider web, and its light dimmed, threatening to shatter at any moment.

Those black dragons who tried to take to the air to fight were riddled with crossbow bolts and cannonballs, turning them into pincushions. Black dragon blood flew everywhere, and corpses fell like dumplings being dropped into the sea. Some crashed onto the walls of the Dragon Court, while others fell into the sea. Soon, large numbers of black dragon corpses floated on the surface of the sea, and the stench of blood was so strong that it was nauseating.

"Kill! Kill! Avenge our people!"

The allied army of 173 dragon-blooded races roared and surged toward the Dragon Court like a tidal wave, wielding weapons specially made by Qianxia, ​​and charged toward the city gates of the Dragon Court.

At the city gate, the Black Dragon fought desperately, waving its claws and spewing dragon energy as it clashed with the allied soldiers. The sounds of clashing weapons, roars, and screams mingled together, plunging the entire battlefield into chaos. Blood stained the walls and ground of the Dragon Court.

At this moment, Black Dragon made an even more alarming discovery.

The "dragon's might" they originally used to suppress these dragon-blooded creatures has now become ineffective.

It should be understood that, as a superior "dragon being," it theoretically possesses a powerful "bloodline suppression" ability over lower-ranking dragon beings—as long as the black dragon releases its bloodline pressure, those lower-ranking dragon blood races will become stiff and unable to move, leaving them at the mercy of others.

However, this ability failed to work on this "Dragon Blood Alliance" as well!

Those cold, mechanical beasts, which were not of dragon blood, were completely unaffected by the dragon's might and continued to fire crossbow bolts incessantly.

And those dragon-blooded beings that they once trampled underfoot and wantonly enslaved.

At this moment, he also held the powerful weapon given to him by Qian Xia, his eyes were cold, and he shot them down one by one. There was no fear in his eyes, only the rage of revenge.

"What? How is this possible? Why is my bloodline suppression ineffective against them?"

A divine black dragon looked on in disbelief. It released a strong bloodline pressure on the dragon-blooded creatures in front of it, but the creatures were unaffected and continued to charge at it, wielding their weapons. One of them slashed its abdomen, and black dragon blood gushed out.

"It's the power of the Dao Fruit... It's a quasi-true god who used his own Dao Fruit power to isolate the dragon might and bloodline suppression effect of my Black Dragon clan!"

Within the Dragon Court, the Black Dragon King's roar shook the heavens, his tone filled with fury and killing intent, causing the entire Dragon Court to tremble.

"You audacious ants, who gave you the courage to rebel? How dare you slaughter my Black Dragon Clan and destroy my Black Dragon Court! Today, I, the King, will refine you all to appease the spirits of my Black Dragon Clan in heaven!"

It suddenly soared into the air, its enormous body obscuring the entire sky of the Dragon Court. With the flapping of its jet-black wings, endless black mist spread out, eclipsing the sun and moon, plunging the entire world into darkness.

Above his head, a "prototype of Dao Fruit" emanating a dense dark aura floated, as black as ink, with countless black dragon phantoms wrapped around it. The pressure of a fourth-level quasi-true god swept across the sky, like Mount Tai pressing down, crushing towards the allied forces of the hundred races.

The entire Dragon Court was shrouded in black light. Wherever the black mist passed, the air was corroded. Among the allied soldiers, many low-level beings were even crushed by the pressure, coughing up blood and retreating repeatedly, their faces as pale as paper.

However, even in the face of such powerful "quasi-god pressure", the allied forces of the hundred races did not fall like "rain", simply because on each soldier, a "golden mark" in the shape of five claws appeared.

The mark shone with a soft light, yet contained immense dragon power, firmly blocking the Black Dragon King's oppressive aura. Even low-level beings could barely stand firm, their fighting spirit undiminished.

"Hmph, this is... the mark of the five-clawed golden dragon of the Divine Dragon Clan?"

The Five-Clawed Golden Dragon is the king among dragons, holding a revered position above all other dragons. Once one obtains the mark of the Five-Clawed Golden Dragon and becomes its subordinate "Dragon Descendant," one becomes immune to the oppressive aura and bloodline suppression of other dragons.

Even the oppressive aura of a black dragon at the quasi-god level could not affect it.

"How dare you, Dragon Clan! How dare you interfere in the affairs of my Demon Dragon Clan! Aren't you afraid of triggering a full-scale war between the two factions?"

The Black Dragon King's mouth burned with rage, his tone filled with hostility and apprehension.

"court death!"

Watching the advancing human army, he suddenly activated the nascent Dao Fruit above his head. The power of the Dao Fruit spread wildly, prying open the dark mist in the sky and condensing into a huge "dark eye" in the heavens.

These eyes were as black as ink, filled with bloodshot veins, and exuded an aura of destruction. From them shot a thick beam of destructive light, like a sharp sword, toward the warships of the Hundred Races Alliance.

Wherever the destructive beam passed, space was torn open with a massive rift, the air was instantly annihilated, and even the light could not escape...

Rumble!
All the mechanical beasts along the way, once struck by the destructive beam, instantly disintegrated into a pile of broken parts, their golden aura vanishing completely; the armies of the Hundred Races suffered heavy casualties.

Many dragon-blooded creatures were struck by the destructive rays and instantly turned to ashes, their souls unable to remain, their screams echoing endlessly.

This is a "quasi-god," and even though the name contains the word "quasi," it is not something that ordinary gods can deal with.

This is an absolute powerhouse who transcends mere numbers; every word and action can command the power of heaven and earth, easily slaughtering an army of millions and crushing all who dare to defy them! (End of Chapter)