Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 256 The Divine Dragon Ao Xing Appears, a Blessed Land That Even Gods Cannot Enter!
"Chinese people? Reciprocity? What does that mean?"

The ancient dragon was stunned. "Aren't you from Runeterra?"

“That’s right, you attacked me with your dragons, so I’ll attack you with my men. That’s what you call reciprocity…” Mo Lang smiled.

"..."

The ancient dragon's lips twitched.

What the hell is this "reciprocity" nonsense!
I, Longlong, hate reciprocity!
"Humans are indeed a cunning and untrustworthy bunch!"

The ancient dragon glared angrily at Mo Lang and said, "But I still stand by what I said: even if I die, hundreds of millions of humans in Ionia will die with me. I'm willing to risk it all!"

"It seems you haven't heard that old saying of humankind after all."

Mo Lang's lips curled into a cold smile, and his clear black eyes instantly turned pure gold as his gaze swept across them. "I never fight a battle unprepared."

"What do you mean?"

A bad feeling suddenly arose in the heart of the ancient dragon.

Isn't the meaning obvious?

Before he finished speaking, all of Mo Lang's god-level chess pieces stepped forward. Together with Mo Lang, the combined pressure of the ten god-level figures solidified into chains, instantly tearing through the clouds and creating a hundred-foot-deep chasm in the entire sea area, causing the waves to swirl back into suspended ice crystals.

"Ten god-level beings!?"

"How can this be!!"

The ancient dragon and the other four elemental dragons suddenly widened their eyes, their eyes filled with horror.

Below the ten god-level beings, they had only one thought left.

That means the dragon race is finished.

"Little friend, wait a minute!"

Before the words were finished, a deafening dragon roar suddenly resounded throughout the world, the sound waves vibrating outwards as if they were tangible, causing the sea to surge with towering waves and the void barrier to ripple.

The once clear sky was instantly shrouded in dark clouds, with lightning flashing within the clouds. Bolts of lightning as thick as buckets struck down, illuminating the sea as bright as day.

Immediately afterwards, a huge phantom of a dragon's head slowly emerged from the depths of the clouds.

As soon as the dragon head appeared, it blotted out the sky and the sun. Hundreds of feet long dragon whiskers hung down, each one like a towering mountain peak.

Two clusters of eerie blue flames burned in its eyes, which were as large as giant wheels. Wherever its gaze swept, even Mo Lang and the others, who had reached the god level, felt an invisible pressure coming towards them, as if they were being held down by an invisible hand, making it difficult to even breathe.

As the dragon's head appeared, the lightning in the sky became increasingly dense, weaving into a huge electric net around the dragon's head. The outline of its enormous body could be vaguely seen within the electric net. The dragon's body coiled in the clouds, stretching for thousands of miles. Every slight tremor caused a violent shaking of the heavens and earth, as if the whole world was trembling with its movements.

"Divine Dragon Ao Xing! My God, could it be that the injured divine dragon really did recuperate here?" Upon seeing this enormous, seemingly boundless divine dragon, Master Yi couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

“This powerful aura is no different from that of the Divine Dragon Spirit; both are beings that surpass the divine level!” Li Qing said solemnly to Mo Lang.

"..."

Mo Lang narrowed his eyes, his pure golden pupils revealing a solemn expression, because he did not sense any malice from the other party.

They don't seem to be here to fight.

What does "senior" mean?

Mo Lang, neither humble nor arrogant, looked at the other party and asked.

Because only he could sense that what appeared this time was not the opponent's true form, but merely a projection. Although the pressure was very strong, he wasn't necessarily going to lose if they fought.

"Young friend, I have no ill intentions. I only appeared here hoping that you could spare the lives of us juniors," Ao Xing said, his tone pleading and his posture very humble.

"Then why weren't you there when they attacked Ionia?"

Mo Lang was still unwilling to give up the duck he had already caught: "Now that it's out, what? Aren't human lives worth anything?"

"Young friend, you've misunderstood."

Ao Xing's face showed a bitter expression: "You must have seen that this is just a projection of me. My true body is trapped in the Land of Fortune. If it weren't for the help of the other two divine dragons, this divine thought would not have been able to get out."

"A land of good fortune?!"

Mo Lang's golden pupils suddenly contracted, a look of surprise and doubt flashing in his eyes.

How could the other party's true form be trapped in the Land of Fortune?

More importantly, given that the opponent possesses such formidable strength, how could they be trapped in the Land of Fortune? What exactly happened in the Land of Fortune?!

"It seems you've already been to the Land of Fortune, but given your strength, it's best not to rush in."

Ao Xing's expression suddenly changed as he spoke: "Oh no, those people are here again. One last word from you, young friend: the void rift will be opened again. The key lies with Baron Nash of Freljord and the Frost Witch!"

After saying this, Ao Xing's enormous figure vanished, along with his overwhelming aura.

This made everyone breathe a sigh of relief, but all eyes turned to Mo Lang.

"The Void Rift will open again, but why is the key to Baron Nashor and Lissandra in Freljord?" Mo Lang frowned as he began to recall the background stories of the Frost Witch and Freljord.

He discovered that he knew nothing about Ornn, only that Ornn lived in Freljord.

"Looks like I'll have to go back and ask Ornn. He's been a demigod for a long time, so he should know something about the story between Freljord and the Void," Mo Lang muttered to himself.

"I know Baron Nash!"

Just then, Master Yi stepped forward and spoke.

"you know?"

Mo Lang was somewhat surprised, but considering that the other person was the oldest here, it wasn't surprising that he knew a lot.

“That’s right, because Baron Nash was sealed in Summoner’s Rift on Runeterra by my master and the previous guardian of the Order of the Righteousness.”

Master Yi looked at Mo Lang and said, "I once heard my master say that Baron Nash was once just a Soul-Eating Sea Worm. However, he was influenced by the power of the Void and turned into a tyrannical and wicked worm. Later, he was sealed in Summoner's Canyon by my master and the previous guardian of the Order of Balance."

"If Ao Xing says the void rift will be opened again, then it is very likely that it was opened by Baron Nash."

"So, it seems we still have to go to Freljord." Mo Lang frowned.

He wasn't actually afraid of the void rift opening, but Ao Xing's reminder meant something extraordinary must have happened.

Unfortunately, our future vision only allows us to see events within the next three days...

Mo Lang was having a bit of a headache.

But now, how should I deal with these dragons in the dragon's lair?
Mo Lang looked toward the ancient dragon and the four elemental dragons.

(End of this chapter)