Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 277 Bear: "Hey bro, does your master need another dog...?"

"Master, something terrible has happened! There are a large number of god-level, even deity-level, powerhouses over there destroying the seal. We're about to be overwhelmed!"

Just then, Mo Lang received a telepathic message from Tam.

"What? Even god-level figures have appeared?"

Mo Lang's eyes narrowed, and he immediately rushed towards the Howling Abyss, while simultaneously releasing Number 0 to ask, "Are there still god-level powerhouses in the void?"

"If there is one, it should be Void Watcher Number Ten. There were twelve Void Watchers in total back then. Only Void Watcher Number Eleven and I reached the level of a first-level god. Number Ten was a little short. The rest were all demigods."

Void Watcher 0 said, "However, now that a thousand years have passed, it is not surprising that Number 10 has reached the level of a first-level god."

"If the Void Ruler were to make a move, wouldn't it directly shatter the void rift?" Mo Lang asked with some concern.

"That should be impossible, because the Void Ruler is a third-level god, and even has one foot in the realm of gods. Once he makes a move, the Void Rift will collapse again."

Void Watcher 0 said, "In that case, it will take thousands of years to reopen the void rift."

"You should know that the void rift was created when the two worlds collided back then, but it was sealed by someone. Later, the people of Runeterra discovered it and broke the seal. The Void Overlord also spent a lot of money to solidify the void rift."

"I think the other side definitely won't act rashly."

"That's good."

Mo Lang breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

With his current strength, he is no match for the Void Overlord.

He still felt immense pressure, as if he were bearing the entire burden alone.

"Is there no one capable on Runeterra? Why should I, an outsider, have to shoulder this burden?" Mo Lang couldn't help but complain.

"Ah!"

In the far north, a bald mage with blue skin suddenly sneezed.

The bald mage carried a huge scroll on his back and held a book in his hands. His entire blue skin was covered with various runes.

……

……

Howling in the abyss.

Behind a bronze gate inlaid with various runes, powerful forces were constantly impacting the seal, causing numerous cracks to appear in the ice layer of the Howling Abyss.

Tahm Kench, Lissandra, and many other god-level beings are also unleashing their divine power to replenish the runes and reinforce the ice array.

However, the force behind the gate seemed to sense the resistance, and the impact became even more violent. Cracks in the ice layer spread at a visible speed, and more purple mist gushed out, shrouding the entire Howling Abyss in an eerie atmosphere.

The expressions of the god-level powerhouses grew increasingly solemn. They knew that once the seal was broken, it would bring a disaster that could destroy the entire Freljord.

"Crack!"

A sharp crack, like an ice pick piercing an eardrum.

The oldest rune on the bronze gate suddenly shattered, and a stream of eerie blue light gushed out from the crack like a river bursting its banks. Immediately afterward, the second and third runes exploded in succession, each shattering causing the gate to emit a muffled hum. The star-iron rivets embedded in the door frame were even blasted away, crashing into the ice wall and creating a deep crater the size of a bowl.

"It's over!" Lissandra's ice staff suddenly burst into a blinding blue light, but it could only barely slow down the shattering speed of the adjacent runes.

Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the spiderweb-like cracks spreading across the abyss ice—the purple mist seeping from those cracks had solidified into tangible tentacles, climbing inward along the gaps in the gate, leaving oily, corroded marks on the bronze surfaces in their wake.

Even more terrifying was the strange movement behind the door. The previously regular banging sounds suddenly became chaotic and disorderly, accompanied by inhuman roars. The rune array eye in the center of the door suddenly caved in, forming a twisted black hole that seemed capable of swallowing everything.

"Damn it!"

Lissandra stared at the ever-expanding black hole at the center of the formation, her icy blue pupils reflecting countless twisted runes that were reassembling—the mark of the awakening of the Void Watcher.

She slammed her ice staff into the ground, and the entire abyss of ice suddenly resonated with a humming sound. Countless ice shards spewed out from the cracks, forming a hundred-meter-high ice wall in front of the gate.

However, the ice wall was melting at a rate of several meters per second under the erosion of the purple mist tentacles, and it was completely unable to stop the impact from the other side.

"Has the master not arrived yet?"

Tahm Kench's eyes also showed a look of seriousness, because the opposing side seemed to have more god-level beings than his side!
There are even deities among them!
"coming."

Just then, Mo Lang's voice rang out softly as he appeared before everyone.

However, he was not in a hurry to make a move. Instead, he was examining the bronze gate in front of him, feeling as if he had seen it somewhere before.

Suddenly, he remembered.

It looks a lot like the bronze door that the guy entered at the end.

"Master, is there nothing you can do?"

Seeing Mo Lang frowning, Tam couldn't help but ask.

"Small idea."

After examining the situation, Mo Lang immediately released his laws of creation, destruction, and void to purify and absorb the void power that had seeped in from the other side.

If I go to Mount Targon, I can not only fully comprehend the fundamental laws of the starry sky, but also improve myself significantly.

However, the Creation and Destruction Origin Method itself has not yet found a way to achieve this unless it re-enters that state and cultivates within its own consciousness, at which point the speed seems to double.

Void power can only be enhanced by going to the void. Now that the opponent is continuously transmitting void power, I can refine and absorb it!

With this in mind, Mo Lang immediately took action, using the power of creation to repair the cracked runes.

In an instant, the laws of creation flowed like golden glaze, weaving new patterns on the shattered runes; the laws of destruction transformed into jet-black lightning patterns, annihilating the clinging purple mist tentacles one by one; most bizarrely, the laws of void condensed into a miniature vortex in his palm, actively absorbing the void power seeping from behind the door.

The absorbed void energy did not corrupt him; instead, it was forcibly "purified" under the intertwining of the three laws, turning into specks of starlight that merged into his void power.

"Comfortable!"

Feeling his void power growing stronger, Mo Lang couldn't help but reveal his excitement.

However, upon first seeing Lissandra, Volibear, and Anivia, Mo Lang stared at them as if they were seeing monsters, their faces filled with disbelief.

Who is the other party? !
How dare they absorb the power of the void so recklessly?!
"Hey bro, does your owner need another dog...?"

Volibear stared at Ornn beside him, speechless, and said:
"If you need a dog, how about I?"

(End of this chapter)