Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 194 Exploring the Land of Fortune, an Existence Comparable to Gods?

"Ding! Congratulations on arriving at the Land of Fortune. The teleportation point has been refreshed, and you can teleport here at will."

Not long after Mo Lang left the desert, a system notification sounded in his mind.

"Damn, this really is a place of good fortune, but this eerie atmosphere has nothing to do with good fortune. What on earth caused this?" Mo Lang was full of surprise, and at the same time, he remembered what the lucky chess pieces in the Trial Tower had said.

"Master, this place was once a peaceful place, but it was corrupted by a dark force and turned into this." Tam looked at his homeland, a sorrowful expression in his eyes.

"Don't you remember what happened?" Mo Lang asked curiously.

What force could have turned this blessed land into this?

"I don't know. I only remember that the entire Land of Fortune was suddenly shrouded in black mist, and then we appeared in the God Space and became chess pieces." Tam lowered his head with a sad look in his eyes.

"It seems this world is more complex than I imagined; an unknown force has appeared." Mo Lang frowned, sensing that the matter in the Land of Fortune must be extremely troublesome.

However, if I want to continue upgrading the base, I need to restore the Land of Fortune to its former glory.

Furthermore, I must fulfill my role as a pawn bound to the lucky star!

At this moment, Mo Lang may have sensed the will of Heaven, and felt that the reason why the Lucky Star System chose him was perhaps because of his strong sense of responsibility.

Hehe, just being a little narcissistic.

"It's getting late today, let's go back later and teleport back tomorrow." Mo Lang decided it would be better to explore tomorrow.

Anyway, we've found the place.

"Row."

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The next day.

After successfully challenging the Tower of Trials, Mo Lang activated the teleportation rune again, his figure vanished in the light, and he appeared in the Land of Fortune in the blink of an eye.

Recalling last night, he handed the Divine Crystal to Darius No. 1, after which Darius No. 1 fell into a deep sleep, just like Tahm Kench. Whether he can break through to four-star five-cost is entirely up to him.

Upon entering the land of the Blessed Star, Mo Lang was finally able to see its full extent.

The thick, inky black fog before them resembled a giant curtain, enveloping the entire area completely, leaving no room for anything else.

The only way to tell that this is a forest is by the faint outlines of the trees along the edge. Under the influence of the black mist, they appear twisted and eerie, with wrinkles covering their trunks, like the skin of an old man who has weathered countless years.

"Damn it, what is this thing? Can't even the sun shine through it?" Mo Lang frowned, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

He then cautiously walked over and reached out to touch the black mist. A cool sensation spread from his fingertips, along with a pungent, putrid odor, as if it were the smell of something that had been sealed away for many years and was decaying.

The black mist churned slightly at his touch, as if it were alive and trying to wrap around his arm. Mo Lang quickly withdrew his hand, his vigilance growing even stronger.

"Master, be careful. From now on, we can handle these kinds of things!"

The thick, asphalt-like black mist suddenly surged and churned, and Tam One's massive body, like a mountain of flesh, crashed down in front of Mo Lang, its thick palms slamming into the ground and sending up sand and gravel.

His slick, sticky mouth parted to reveal menacing fangs, and a low growl escaped his throat. His murky eyes were fixed on the faint, crimson light that flickered in the black mist.

"This black mist seems to have its own consciousness; it appears to be a living thing."

The blind monk's expression was serious, the veins on the back of his neck bulged with the fluctuations of his mental energy, and his hoarse voice was filled with a chilling intent.

“Since consciousness exists, things are much easier.” Tam One’s eyes flashed with ferocity, and his wrinkled skin turned an eerie blue. He suddenly opened his abyssal maw, and a suction force that seemed capable of swallowing the heavens and earth suddenly erupted, swirling the sand, withered branches, and black mist on the ground into a rotating black vortex.

"court death!"

The entire black mist suddenly boiled over, transforming into a solid, inky torrent that shot into the sky.

In an instant, a gigantic black hand that blotted out the sky took shape and slammed down with the force of a thunderbolt. Wherever it passed, the air exploded and the ground caved in with spiderweb-like cracks, heading straight for Tam's mountain-like body.

"Looking for death? Who do you think you are!"

Tamm's divine power surged, and he slapped it back, unleashing terrifying power that collided with the giant black hand.

boom!
The two terrifying forces collided, and the shockwave spread like ripples, directly shattering the surrounding black mist. The giant black hand was completely obliterated, proving it was no match for Tam.

"A demigod? You, a toad, are a demigod!"

The black mist made an incredulous sound, because the toad before them was no ordinary demigod.

"Fuck your mother! I'm a catfish! A catfish!"

When Tam heard someone call him a toad again, he became furious and attacked the black mist frantically.

Meanwhile, the other four-star, five-cost units also attacked the black mist.

"Damn it, if you guys don't make a move, I'm done for! We'll all die together!" The black mist let out another shrill cry, seemingly calling for reinforcements.

"Hehehe, it's rare for someone to come over, so I'll let you play a little longer?" Another voice rang out, but it was very hoarse, like the sound of a shovel scraping against cement, which made Mo Lang feel extremely uncomfortable.

"Exactly, don't you like this feeling of showing off?"

At this moment, several more figures composed of black mist appeared before Mo Lang.

These figures were composed of black mist, revealing only a pair of scarlet eyes that looked at Mo Lang's many chess pieces with greedy eyes.

"What kind of creature is this?"

Mo Lang frowned, because he sensed an aura of extreme evil emanating from these figures, which made him very uncomfortable and even somewhat uneasy.

More importantly, ten figures appeared on the other side, each of whom appeared to be a demigod!

It's worth noting that at its peak, the Shurima Empire only had 21 demigods. Now, ten of them have appeared here, which is quite unbelievable!

Moreover, based on what the other party just said, there is a "master" behind these black mist monsters!

Could it be that the "master" they're talking about is a powerhouse at the god level or higher?!

wrong.

Mo Lang suddenly remembered that the lucky chess pieces in the Tower of Trials said that a god had saved them, while Zyra said that the god-level beings were no match for the god she spoke of.

Could it be that the other party's master is a being comparable to a god?!
Or is it that the gods cannot interfere too much with the course of the world, which is why they only saved the residents of the blessed land?

Mo Lang felt that the world was becoming more and more interesting.

It felt like playing a very new kind of adventure and puzzle game.

Before he transmigrated, this was the type of single-player game he liked to play the most.

(End of this chapter)