Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 239 Five divine dragons are enraged, Master Yi and Wukong appear!

"Something's not right. That aura just now seemed to have reached the god level. Could it be that someone in Ionia has reached the god level?!"

This ancient dragon, whose body was enormous and resembled a moving mountain range, turned its anger into horror and astonishment after sensing the aura that had slain the Cloud Dragon.

The reason Ionia dares not start a war, besides lacking gods, is because their dragon race is numerous and powerful.

Once war breaks out, there's nothing they can do as long as they hide on the island of the dragon's lair.

In naval warfare, humans are no match for them. Once their ships are destroyed, their powerful magical cannons and crossbows will sink into the sea.

"Destruction! How dare humans kill a sub-dragon of my Cloud Clan? This is blatant provocation!" At this moment, a dragon as large as the ancient dragon descended from the clouds, its white eyes blazing with boundless fury. Judging from its voice, it was a female dragon.

This is a giant dragon in the clouds, named Hurricane. The clouds churn beneath it like a boiling silver sea. Hurricane's outstretched wings are as wide as several castles side by side, and ice crystal-like patterns flow between its translucent membrane wings. It seems that every flap of its wings will stir up a tornado that can tear apart mountains.

Fine electric sparks floated on its scales, like countless miniature lightning bolts flowing across its silvery-white armor. The clouds swirling around its neck condensed into chains with each breath, and the ice crystal pendants hanging from the ends of the chains refracted a seven-colored halo in mid-air.

"I think it's time to let those humans know that our dragon race is inviolable!" Another deep and authoritative voice rang out.

As soon as the words fell, a sickeningly loud sound of rocks grinding against each other suddenly came from the entire land. Then, a "mountain range" that was thousands of meters long began to tremble. But upon closer inspection, the "mountain range" turned out to be a giant dragon!
The enormous black shadow, resembling a mountain range, slowly stretched out its body. The gray-black scales covering its body were layered like giant city walls. Its pair of amber eyes slowly opened, and wherever its gaze fell, cracks immediately appeared in the ground, from which magma slowly seeped out, as if the earth was bleeding.

The mountain dragon trembled, and countless rocks fell from its body, creating deep craters in the ground. It raised its huge front claws and slammed them heavily onto the ground, causing the entire mountain to shake violently. Rocks on the mountain collapsed, forming a massive mudslide.

"I also believe that this era will belong to our dragon race, and the dragon race will surely prosper forever!" A fanatical voice rang out, and a giant dragon flew out from the molten lava in the distance. The scorching heat wave surged and rushed towards us, and the entire space seemed to be distorted by the scorching sun.

The infernal dragon soared into the sky from the boiling sea of ​​fire, its body wreathed in flames that danced wildly like a burning galaxy, with liquid magma flowing between its crimson scales. With each tremor, sparks flew, and the rocks where it fell instantly melted into molten iron.

Its enormous dragon horns twisted upwards in a spiral, their surfaces covered with hideous cracks, from which flames spewed forth, turning the sky blood red.

As the dragon wings unfurled, flames tens of feet high erupted from their edges, forming two scorching walls of light that sent piercing explosions through the air. A fierce fighting spirit shone from its vertical pupils, burning with eerie purple flames!

"Then let those humans witness the power of the dragon race!" A cold, queen-like voice echoed from the ocean.

A colossal figure suddenly appeared, its surface cracking open with spiderweb-like ripples. The tremors from the deep sea caused waves hundreds of meters high to rise across the entire area.

The moment the ocean dragon bursts out of the water, thousands of azure rays burst forth from between its scales. The color is deeper than the purest aquamarine. Each diamond-shaped scale flows with liquid starlight, as if the entire starry sea is sealed within its body.

Those icy blue vertical pupils were like a cold moon sealed beneath a glacier; wherever their chilling gaze swept, the seawater seemed to freeze.

"Since everyone agrees..."

The ancient dragon named Destruction gazed at the distant continent with its golden eyes, a resolute glint in its eyes: "Then let's start the war!"

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"I never expected that the four small dragons and the ancient dragon in the game would all become god-level here..." "I wonder if my pieces will get attribute bonuses after killing these five dragons..."

After listening to Ahri's explanation, Mo Lang also learned about the danger level of the dragon's lair, but he didn't expect it to be set up like this.

"What attribute bonuses?"

Seeing Mo Lang muttering something to himself, Ah Li couldn't help but ask out of curiosity.

"nothing."

Mo Lang shook his head and said, "They have five dragons at the level of giant dragons, but they haven't directly launched a war. You should also have god-level powerhouses, right?"

"No……"

Ahri shook her head and said with a dejected look, "Over the years, no one in Ionia has stepped into the realm of gods, but three people have taken one step in. If they pay some price, they can still briefly possess divine power, but only for ten minutes."

"However, two of them have long since traveled far and wide, seeking a way to break the shackles of godhood, and we haven't been able to contact them." Irelia's eyes were filled with admiration and helplessness as she thought of those two people.

She also wanted to travel the continent, constantly challenge the strong, and improve her own strength.

"Don't think too much about it. Things will work themselves out. At worst, we'll deal with whatever comes our way. I'm definitely going to resolve this problem before I leave." Mo Lang knew he had caused trouble.

But since things have come to this, there's no use in being upset. It's better to use that time to think of a solution.

"If all five divine dragons come at once, how long can you hold out?"

Mo Lang said, "Because Azir and Tahm Kench still have a chance to break through to the god level, but I'm not sure how long it will take."

“If the national protection formation is activated, it should be able to hold for three days,” Irelia said.

"Three days..."

Mo Lang's expression turned serious; it seemed the situation was more complicated than he had imagined.

However, the thought that if he could kill all the dragons in the dragon's lair and obtain their divine cores and crystals, his chess pieces would have a chance to produce five god-level beings!

Then we should be able to explore the Land of Fortune, so I have to take over this dragon's lair!

"Little Ahri and Little Irelia, why are you looking so gloomy? You don't look good at all." Just then, a gentle voice came from not far away, like a kind elder caring for a younger generation.

"That's right, that's right. Miss Ali, have you run into some trouble? Is there anything I, Old Sun, can do to help? If so, please feel free to ask." Another unruly voice rang out, its tone revealing a hint of flattery.

(End of this chapter)