Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 199 Just like before, a single spark can start a prairie fire!

"Mo Lang? That's a Chinese name!"

"How is this possible? The barrier was breached less than thirty minutes ago, how did this kid get here so quickly!"

"Wait, Tam is flying in the sky! What's going on?!"

"Could it be a flying device?!"

"Wait, this powerful aura... could this really be a four-star, five-cost Tahm Kench!?"

"Are you crazy? Isn't Tahm Kench a one-cost card? How could he be a five-cost card?!"

"Cheat! He's cheating! This kid's a cheater!"

"..."

Everyone looked at the name above Mo Lang's head, and their faces showed shock.

Especially when they saw that Mo Lang was actually standing on top of Tahm Kench's head, and that Tahm Kench could actually fly, they were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped to the ground, their faces full of disbelief!

"Meichuan Kuzi, Aisuo Diaozi, Xiao Bizaizi, what really are good names."

Mo Lang ignored their shock and was even less likely to explain. He turned his gaze to the three Japanese people who were shouting the loudest in the group chat.

"Hmm? Genittaime?"

Mo Lang suddenly saw a familiar name, and his lips twitched.

How dare you use this name? Are you insulting my brother?

Little chick!
"What's all the fuss about? There's only one opponent, and that Tahm Kench might not even be a four-star, five-cost unit. What's the panic!" Genie Teme, having finished dressing, immediately stopped everyone's exclamations.

He walked to the front and looked at Mo Lang, a smug smile playing on his lips: "Even if that Tahm Kench is a four-star five-cost unit, with so many of us, one hit from each of us is enough to give it a hard time. What's there to be afraid of!"

“That’s right, I reckon this kid just got a flying item or scroll and is just bluffing. There are so many of us, we don’t need to be afraid!” Mei Chuan Kuzi also chimed in.

"I knew these Chinese would fall for the trap, but I didn't expect them to be so stupid as to come alone, hahaha!" Aisuo Diaozi couldn't help but laugh, his face flushed red, clearly drunk.

"Trying to buy time to gather your pieces?"

Mo Lang saw through the group of scoundrels' thoughts at a glance, but he wasn't worried at all; in fact, he even felt a little amused.

The reason he's here alone is because his pieces have all gone to sweep through Zone 6.

However, he did discover something interesting during this visit.

That is, the other districts are exactly the same size as your own, and they even have a Shadow Isle.

As for whether the Shurima Desert and the Land of Fortune will be exactly the same again, Mo Lang didn't know. He would have to explore them properly to find out.

However, one thing is that I've killed all the monsters in my own area, but there are still monsters in this area. Some low-level players in my area can come here to kill monsters without having to explore the map.

"What's going on? Why haven't your pieces arrived yet?" Genittai asked quietly, glancing at Meichuan Kuko.

"I've already summoned it, but there's no response." Umekawa Kuko was also puzzled.

"mine too!"

The others also frowned.

"Dead, all dead!"

At that moment, Amaterasu's expression suddenly changed drastically, and his face showed fear. "What!? They're all dead?"

Upon hearing this, everyone looked horrified, their drunkenness subsided, and they opened their system interfaces.

As a result, after seeing that all their pieces had died, their faces turned deathly pale.

Some people even broke down mentally, unable to withstand the blow, and sat down on the ground, utterly despondent.

"Don't worry, it will be your turn soon."

Seeing this, Mo Lang's lips curled into a smile, but in everyone's eyes, this smile was like a demon, no, it was even more terrifying than a demon's smile!
"Kid, who are you trying to scare? Pieces can't directly attack players. Even if all our pieces are dead, unless..."

Seeing that his side's morale had greatly declined, Gini Taimei immediately tried to boost morale with a loud voice. However, halfway through the encouragement, he suddenly realized something, his wide eyes filled with fear, and he looked up at Mo Lang with a mixture of fear and resentment in his eyes.

"Unless I destroy your base... right?"

Mo Lang's lips curled into a cruel sneer, his eyes flashing with icy killing intent. Just thinking about the arrogant words the other party had uttered in the group chat, and their shameless mention of so-called history, made his chest heave violently. His anger made his breathing rapid, and he wished he could tear these guys to pieces immediately.

But he didn't want these guys to die so easily, so Mo Lang chose to use fear to torment them!
"Now that I've wiped out all your pieces, do you think destroying the base is a difficult task?"

Mo Lang approached slowly with a chilling smile on his lips, each step seeming to weigh heavily on everyone's hearts. His voice was like a summons from hell, casting a shadow of fear over them.

"Don't be afraid, as long as my base exists, you can all live here!"

Seeing that everyone had lost their fighting spirit, Ginitaime shouted at the top of her lungs, trying to salvage the desperate situation.

"That's right, as long as Lord Taimei's base isn't destroyed, we still have hope of survival!"

"Lord Taimei's base is a level seven base, and it has quite a few defensive towers, so we don't need to be afraid of him at all!"

"I knew this kid was bluffing!"

"..."

Everyone perked up, as if they had seen a glimmer of hope for a new beginning.

"is it?"

Mo Lang's lips curled up, his eyes flashing with cold killing intent, and then he snapped his fingers.

A crisp sound rang out, and then a dazzling array of laser beams, like fireworks, appeared behind Mo Lang.

The laser cannon's light illuminated the entire area, and under that dazzling color, everyone's figures appeared so small and fragile.

With a series of loud bangs, the laser precisely hit the core area of ​​the base, instantly engulfing the base in dazzling light and sparking countless sparks.

"No!"

Ginitaime let out a desperate roar, watching helplessly as his painstakingly built base teetered on the brink of collapse under the bombardment of lasers. The base, which symbolized his power and hope, was now like a candle flickering in the wind, about to be extinguished.

"You will suffer the consequences if you do evil..."

Mo Lang watched all of this coldly, without the slightest pity in his eyes.

With his hands behind his back, he quietly awaited the moment when the base would be completely destroyed. He wanted to use the lives of these Japanese soldiers to pay tribute to the fallen heroes!
Because these people still have the filthy blood of those Japanese devils flowing in their veins!
"kill!"

Just then, deafening shouts of battle erupted, and countless Chinese players suddenly appeared in District 6, each holding a torch aloft, just like back then…

A spark can ignite a prairie fire!

(End of this chapter)