Mythical Scroll Artist: Starting with the God of Wealth, Zhao Gongming

Chapter 96 God descends to earth
The space twists, like entering a copy of a scroll.

The Ghost King Club members, led by Wu Xian, Zhou Qi, and Wang Xiaocong, found themselves in a vast scene of a mechanical dimensional defense line.

Boom boom boom...

The fierce sound of artillery fire echoed inside and outside the dimensional defense line, and hordes of mechanical monsters roamed the battlefield.

The alarm blared in everyone's ears, and the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.

In an instant, everyone was infected by this atmosphere.

The Mechanical Dimension Battlefield has a total of eight fortresses, each of which is a points point. Successfully defending a fortress will earn battlefield points for your club.

"I'll go and capture a fortress first and defend it. You guys are free to do whatever you want!"

At Wu Xian's command, Zhou Qi and Wang Xiaocong each led a team to attack other fortresses.

Meanwhile, players and teams from other clubs also rushed to various fortresses at the first opportunity.

Bronze-tier leagues can only use bronze scrolls.

As a scroll painter participating in the competition, Wu Xian is not allowed to release divine images, otherwise he will be directly eliminated by the system.

After all, it's the Spirit Master League, not the Scroll Painter League.

The natal flying sword, Laurel Branch, cannot be used; only Pillar Brother can be used temporarily as a battlefield vehicle.

"Is having a God of Wealth statue considered against the rules?"

On his way to the nearest fortress, Wu Xian suddenly thought of a serious problem.

What level of scroll is the Crimson Lifeline?

But since it was his club debut, Wu Xian didn't dare to take the risk; it would be embarrassing if he were eliminated.

It's safer to try again next time.

If the God of Wealth could actually be used on the battlefield, that would be quite interesting.

"I go!"

Suddenly, a plasma cannon shot down from the sky.

boom!
Pillar Bro in his dump truck form narrowly dodged, but was still knocked to the ground by the shockwave, and transformed back into his Pillar Bro form as he rolled down.

Wu Xian stood on Zhu Zi Ge's shoulder and looked over.

He saw a heavy mechanical monster carrying a neutral plasma cannon rushing towards him.

Fortunately, it's a bronze-tier battlefield, so the simulated dimensional monsters aren't very high-level.

The four-and-a-half-star Pillar Brother charged forward, nimbly dodging the attack of the heavy plasma cannon. With a swift swing of his energy battle axe, he shattered the cannon barrel on the monster's body.

The only thing this mechanical monster has that powerful plasma cannon is its plasma cannon. Without the plasma cannon, it's just a metal sandbag in front of Pillar Bro.

After defeating the heavy mechanical monster, Pillar Bro raced all the way to the vicinity of the fortress.

At the entrance to the ravaged fortress, a large number of mechanical monsters are pouring in.

Wu Xian's mission is to regain control of the fortress and block the subsequent army of mechanical dimensional monsters.

boom! boom! boom!
With a plasma cannon in one hand and an energy battle axe in the other, Brother Pillar was like Zhao Yun reincarnated at Changban Slope.

Unfortunately, there were too many mechanical monsters, and they couldn't kill them all in a short time.

"Winged Star Lord, it's your turn to step in!"

All ten Yin Generals use silver axes; if you absolutely have to use one, you can only use the copper axis copy you have.

But it's not very meaningful in this kind of situation.

It's important to know that spirit crystals and healing potions are prohibited in league matches, so it's crucial to achieve better results with less spiritual energy.

Although the two strong men, Minotaur and Ghost King, can deal with mechanical monsters, their spiritual energy usage efficiency is too low.

It still takes a character like [Winged Mars Lord] who can deal area-of-effect damage to make an appearance.

Although Winged Mars Lord only has a bronze axle, as a top player, he is nothing short of a god descending to earth in the Spirit Master League battlefield.

When the Winged Fire Star Lord, backed by the Star Constellation Light Array, appeared, he vividly demonstrated what it means to crush an opponent.

call!call!
Flames swirled around the winged fire serpent, and dark red fiery wings coalesced behind it. With each flap of the wings, a large amount of corrosive, poisonous fire was released.

Large numbers of mechanical monsters were instantly engulfed in flames, their bodies and parts corroding and melting at a visible speed.

In a short while, Wu Xian successfully stormed the entrance to the fortress and activated his "one man can hold off ten thousand" mode.

Wu Xian's amazing performance was also shown to countless citizens of Yaoyang City through a live projection in the arena.

In all the live stream rooms, the directors unanimously focused their cameras on Wu Xian.

The live stream chat was filled with shock, with "Holy crap!" and "???" flying around.

On the Ghost King Club's side, Xue Lingling watched Wu Xian, who appeared as a god descending to earth on the live stream, and was both shocked by the Winged Fire Serpent's powerful combat strength and somewhat amused: "He just revealed the superior scroll directly? Was it really necessary?"

Although this debut is important, as long as the final ranking isn't too bad, it's fine.

I never expected my good disciple to work so hard.

"But speaking of which, my good disciple's advanced scroll is truly amazing!"

Xue Lingling ate sunflower seeds while pondering.

How about we gather some materials and ask my good apprentice for a dungeon?
Wouldn't it be too shameful for a master to use his disciple's painting?
Meanwhile, the presidents of various clubs and some silver-ranked players are also paying attention to the performance of the Ghost King Club.

The terrifying dominance that Wu Xian displayed at this moment undoubtedly stunned the presidents of the various clubs.

"A superior scroll, undoubtedly a superior scroll!"

The club presidents stared at the screen in disbelief, their expressions shifting between anger and uncertainty.

They've gathered here today to give the Ghost King Club an unforgettable welcome ceremony, and for this purpose, they've all specially sent out their respective superior scrolls, preparing to crush the Ghost King Club into the mud in one fell swoop.

However, Wu Xian's appearance undoubtedly disrupted their plans.

"No, this painting spirit is clearly not of the undead type!"

"Isn't Xue Lingling from the Necromancer's Guild? How come she has other types of scrolls? And higher-level scrolls at that?"

Several club presidents quickly searched for information about the spirit depicted in the painting.

"Can't find it."

"Xue Lingling switched to another system?"

"Impossible. If that were the case, it wouldn't be called the Ghost King Club."

"The key is that no information about it can be found online, so it is obviously not the work of other scroll painters in the industry."

"It can't be this kid's work, can it?" The president of the Divine Fire Club had a strange expression. He had specifically looked up Wu Xian's information because of the Holy Spirit Island instance, so he knew that Wu Xian was Xue Lingling's apprentice.

"What do you mean?" The other club presidents looked at the president of the Divine Fire Club with surprise and doubt.

“This kid is Xue Lingling’s apprentice and also a scroll painter,” the president of the Divine Fire Club explained. “He just got his apprentice scroll painter certificate not long ago, and the scroll he used for the apprentice assessment was an original necromancer scroll.”

Upon hearing this, the guild leaders all wore strange expressions, unable to believe that such a powerful scroll could be created by a young man.

"If that's the case, then this child's talent and potential in painting scrolls are probably no less than Xue Lingling's!"

"To be accepted as a disciple by Xue Lingling, one must obviously have some talent."

"The key question is, where did this kid come from? Was he one of the scroll-drawing students from the art studio?"

The president of the Divine Fire Club had a strange expression. "He is not a scroll painter from the studio. According to my investigation, this person has been living in the shantytown and seems to have some dealings with the Tang family. He seems to be just a freelance scroll painter."

Since becoming Xue Lingling's apprentice, his progress has been rapid.

Upon hearing this, the expressions of the association presidents became even more strange.

"Hiss~ It seems we underestimated Xue Lingling." The president of the Zhantian Club was only thinking about the other live broadcast footage. "The Ghost King Club's scrolls seem to be much stronger than we expected."

All the association presidents looked over.

Zhou Qi and Wang Xiaocong's team were seen playing a close game against other club teams.

The lower-level scrolls they promoted were no match for the undead scrolls; only the few higher-level scrolls they distributed had any advantage.

(End of this chapter)