Desert Island Infrastructure: Claiming the System Brings Many Blessings

Qin Chuan did not rush forward immediately.

He hovered about fifteen kilometers above the mountain peak, hidden in the shadows between two black rocky mountains.

A purple-gold Charizard captured in 1480 corresponds to an estimated food energy of between 13,000 and 15,000.

It's three to five thousand points higher than him.

This gap is much larger than the previous two. The Thunder Dragon and the Devouring Serpent, both suppressed by the God of Food's pressure, lost their fighting ability and were killed with a single sword strike. However, the Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon is of a higher level and possesses stronger mental power, so the suppressive effect of the God of Food's pressure may be less pronounced.

What if it can't be suppressed?

Qin Chuan mentally rehearsed the scenario.

In the best-case scenario: the God of Food's overwhelming power completely suppresses the Purple Gold Fire Dragon, which, like the previous two, immediately collapses and is finished off with a single sword strike.

Medium situation: The God of Food's pressure is partially effective. The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon is suppressed but can still struggle, and it takes several sword strikes to kill it.

Worst-case scenario: The God of Food's pressure has limited effect; the Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon only experiences a brief delay before recovering, and then Qin Chuan faces a furious, millennia-old divine dragon.

"If the worst happens, I'll run." Qin Chuan set a bottom line for himself: "If you can't beat them, you run away. There's nothing shameful about it."

But his intuition told him that the God of Food's pressure should work.

In Medusa's hall, the phantom of the God of Food caused Medusa, who had a power level of 9,999, to drop by nearly 350 points. Medusa was the patriarch of the Serpent Clan, and her mental strength and willpower were top-notch.

Although the Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon has a high capture level, it is still a beast. A beast's mental strength and willpower are far inferior to a human's. Its resistance to the Devouring God's pressure is unlikely to be stronger than Medusa's.

"Done."

Once Qin Chuan made his decision, he didn't hesitate any longer.

He emerged from the shadows between the two rocky mountains and flew straight toward the mountain where the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon was located.

They were very fast. They flew close to the shaded side of the mountain ridge, minimizing their exposure time.

Qin Chuan flew 15 kilometers in just two minutes.

The mountain peak is right at our feet.

Qin Chuan circled around the back of the mountain and stopped about two hundred meters from the summit.

The Rinnegan pierced through the mountain and saw the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon on the rocks at the summit.

It did not sleep.

Two dragon eyes were open, flames flickering in their amber pupils. Four giant claws gripped the rocks, the body maintaining a posture of alert relaxation.

Its wings were half-folded and pressed against its sides. Its purplish-gold scales shimmered in the dim light of the sky.

"He's awake." Qin Chuan's brow twitched.

Sleeping prey is easier to catch, but awake prey is more troublesome. The Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon's perception is much stronger than that of a Flood Dragon or a snake. By the time Qin Chuan got this close, the dragon had probably already sensed him.

really.

The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon raised its head. The massive dragon head turned towards Qin Chuan's direction, its two amber-colored dragon eyes scanning over the mountainside.

It found him.

There was no room for hesitation.

Qin Chuan did two things at the same time.

First, the ancient sword demon appeared. Its dark purple metallic shell was completely covered in less than a second.

Second, use the Food God's Spiritual Communication Technique to release it directly.

"go!"

Qin Chuan charged up from the back of the mountain peak, the ancient sword demon's body breaking through the rocks at the summit, sending shards of rock flying.

At the same time, the phantom of the God of Food took shape behind him.

This time, Qin Chuan sensed that the Food God's phantom was forming faster than the previous two times. This was likely due to a certain level of proficiency boost from consecutive use.

A gigantic head, curved horns, a ferocious face, and burning golden eyes. A phantom a thousand meters tall shot straight into the sky.

The God of Cookery's spiritual pressure poured down at the same instant.

The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon reacted much faster than Qin Chuan had expected.

It had already moved before the phantom of the God of Food was fully formed.

Its enormous wings suddenly unfurled, their 300-meter wingspan creating a gust of wind atop the mountain. The dragon's body soared into the air, its four giant claws leaving the rocks, and its mouth opened.

A ball of orange-red fire condensed in the dragon's mouth. The fireball was extremely hot; Qin Chuan could feel the heat even through the ancient sword demon's body.

It wants to strike first!

But the God of Food's pressure is even faster.

The shockwave at the mental level traveled at the speed of light. At the same instant that the golden fire-breathing dragon opened its mouth to gather power, the pressure had already penetrated its body and penetrated into the depths of its consciousness.

The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon's body froze in mid-air for a moment.

It only lasted for a moment.

Then it continued to move.

A fireball shot out of its mouth.

"Hold!"

Qin Chuan controlled the ancient sword demon to suddenly turn to the side. The orange-red fireball grazed past him less than five meters to his left and smashed into the rock face of the mountain.

boom!

explosion.

Half a mountain was flattened by this attack. A mixture of rubble and flames flew in all directions, and Qin Chuan was thrown dozens of meters away by the shockwave.

"This guy wasn't completely suppressed!"

Qin Chuan steadied himself and looked at the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon.

The dragon was still in the air. But Qin Chuan could tell that something was wrong with its condition.

The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon's flight became erratic. The flapping of its wings was no longer uniform, with the left wing flapping faster than the right, and its body drew unstable arcs in the air.

Its longan eyes have changed too. The flickering flames in its amber pupils have dimmed, replaced by a diffuse, hazy light.

The God of Food's oppressive power is taking effect.

It didn't completely crush it, but it severely interfered with its actions and judgment.

This is enough.

Qin Chuan controlled the ancient sword demon and charged towards the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon. The giant sword left a purple-gold trail of light beside him.

Seeing Qin Chuan charging towards it, the golden fire-breathing dragon instinctively opened its mouth, intending to unleash another fireball. However, this time the fireball only condensed halfway before dissipating. The oppressive aura of the God of Food suppressed its ability to control energy.

It switched to using its claws.

A giant claw slammed down towards Qin Chuan.

The claws were fast, but not as fast as they were in normal motion. Qin Chuan maneuvered the Sword Demon to the side to dodge the main attack. The residual force of the giant claws grazed the Sword Demon's shoulder armor, leaving four deep claw marks on the metal surface.

Qin Chuan rushed to the lower abdomen of the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon.

The abdomen of dragons is their weakest point of defense. The scales on their backs and sides are thick and hard, but the scales on their bellies are relatively soft, and the heart is located in the abdominal thoracic cavity.

The greatsword was raised high.

The golden fire-breathing dragon seemed to sense the danger. It twisted its body, trying to turn over and face Qin Chuan with its back. But the pressure from the God of Food slowed its movements by half a beat.

Half a beat is enough.

Qin Chuan gripped the sword with both hands and thrust it out with all his might.

puff--

The sword tip pierced the soft scales on the belly of the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon.

One floor, two floors, three floors.

The scales were pierced. The sword penetrated nearly two meters into the dragon's belly.

But it didn't reach the heart.

The Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon's chest cavity was much thicker than that of the Thunder Dragon. Two meters of depth was still not enough.

The dragon let out a deafening roar. This roar was completely different from the hesitant one it had when suppressed; it was pure rage and pain.

Its tail swung over.

The power of the dragon's tail far exceeded Qin Chuan's expectations. Hundreds of tons of inertia were concentrated at the tip of the tail, resulting in an absurdly high speed.

Qin Chuan didn't have time to draw his sword and dodge. The dragon's tail struck the ancient sword demon directly in the waist.

Bang!

The ancient sword demon's body was sent flying.

Qin Chuan felt a violent tremor within the Sword Demon's body. The metal structure at his waist deformed, and several pieces of armor were dented.

But the greatsword was still in his hand.

Qin Chuan did two somersaults in the air to regain his balance.

Blood was flowing from the wound on the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon's abdomen. Deep golden dragon blood gushed out from the point of puncture, drawing a golden line in the air.

But this injury is not fatal to it.

The dragon turned around to face Qin Chuan. The fading light in its two amber eyes was being replaced by anger.

The effect of the God of Food's pressure is weakening.

"Time is running out," Qin Chuan thought to himself.

The duration of the Food God's Summoning Technique is nearing its limit. Once the oppressive aura dissipates and the Purple-Gold Fire-Breathing Dragon returns to its full power, he truly will be unable to defeat it.

This is the last chance.

Qin Chuan focused all his remaining mental energy on the illusory image of the God of Food. The golden eyes of the illusory image of the God of Food suddenly became even brighter, and the intensity of its pressure instantly reached its maximum.

This is overdraft.

Using mental energy beyond the normal limit to enhance the God of Food's pressure comes at the cost of depleting one's mental energy immediately afterward.

Just as the golden Charizard had recovered a little, it was hit squarely by the intensified pressure.

Its body suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The wings stopped flapping.

My limbs are stiff.

Longan was once again filled with disarray and fear.

Just this one second.

Qin Chuan controlled the ancient sword demon, using all his power to rush towards the abdominal wound of the purple-gold fire-breathing dragon.

The greatsword was aimed at the still-bleeding puncture point, and thrust out at full speed!

This sword strike was more than twice as powerful as the previous one. Qin Chuan concentrated all the energy of the ancient sword demon onto the tip of the sword.

puff!

The sword sank into the dragon's belly by three, four, and five meters.

bumped into.

The tip of the sword touched something that was bouncing.

Qin Chuan did not stop. The sword continued to penetrate deeper until it completely pierced through the dragon's heart.

The purple-gold fire-breathing dragon's body convulsed violently in mid-air.

Then, its wings fully unfolded, not flapping, but stretching weakly. Like a huge purple-gold banner, silently unfurling in the gray sky.

The light in the dragon's eye went out.

The massive 240-ton body plummeted from the sky and crashed into the canyon beside the mountain peak.

Boom!

The earth shook violently.