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Chapter 40 The World Without Dragons

Fang Yan had just finished speaking.

The two heavy doors of the Dragon King Temple slowly opened inward.

There were no monsters rushing towards us as expected, nor were there any eerie or terrifying traps.

The interior of the main hall was eerily empty; there wasn't even a single proper statue of a deity.

In the very center of the main hall, there was only a huge, bottomless vortex, with black water swirling wildly within it, radiating a suffocating pressure.

The seawater continuously rotates downwards.

It was as if the entire world was slowly sinking.

There was dead silence all around.

On the left side of the screen, two ancient seal characters slowly appeared: Sea Eye.

"This is the Eye of the Sea? The legendary place that connects the four seas and suppresses the dragon veins?"

As soon as Fang Yan finished speaking, the black water in the eye of the sea suddenly surged violently without warning.

next second.

Sea eye eruption.

boom!!

A roar that seemed capable of shattering the soul emanated from the deepest part of the sea eye.

Immediately afterwards, an enormous, pitch-black body rapidly rose from the depths of the sea eye.

Soon, a colossal head emerged from the clouds, blotting out the sky.

Its antlers resemble those of a deer, its head resembles that of a camel, its eyes resemble those of a rabbit, its neck resembles that of a snake, its belly resembles that of a clam, its scales resemble those of a fish, and its claws resemble those of an eagle.

This majestic posture, this perfect body, radiating an ancient and sacred light.

Fang Yan subconsciously swallowed.

This thing is clearly a real dragon!

It is even the source of all dragon energy in this world!

Ao Cang, the Lord of the Abyss

The long health bar stretched from the far left to the far right of the screen, and even seemed to have several layers of thickness.

There is no prefix.

There was no alienation, no dragon descendants.

The live stream chat exploded.

Holy crap!!!

[True Dragon!!]

[Turns out those were just mobs!]

The shorter the name, the bigger the matter!!

The art team at Chaoxi Games is truly phenomenal! This dragon looks so majestic!

[Is this health bar for real? Teacher Fang, you might as well find a better spot to lie down.]

[A real dragon! This is a dragon from mythology! How could a mortal possibly defeat it!]

Ao Cang circled once in mid-air, his cold, vertical pupils fixed on the protagonist on the ground.

A dragon's roar resounded.

The entire Dragon King Temple began to collapse instantly.

The first claw strikes.

boom!!

Half of the square cracked open.

Fang Yan just rolled out.

The second column of water had already shot into the sky.

The third dragon breath swept in immediately afterward.

The screen was instantly filled with various special effects.

Fang Yan held on for less than a minute.

Health bar empty.

My first challenge.

failure.

He put down the mouse, paused for two seconds, and then smiled.

Was he instantly killed?

All of this happened so fast!

It happened so fast that he didn't even have time to react!

"Can."

"Finally, I've met the person in question."

"However, those were just warm-ups."

"The exam will now begin."

After saying that, he went back into battle.

"Students, that was just a mock exam, don't panic."

Fang Yan leaned back in his chair, looking at the screen with great enthusiasm.

"I practically plowed up the entire map to prepare for this moment."

"I've been waiting for this moment all along."

He glanced at the bottom right corner of the screen.

The golden symbol representing the number of times the miracles had appeared had now transformed into a number that left everyone speechless: [×49]!

Life is but a few decades, like a dream or an illusion.

"Today, I'll show you the profound heritage of our family!"

"Ancestors! Rise, all of you! Show me your power!"

The mouse slammed down.

The entire ancestral hall shook violently.

The individual memorial tablets, which were originally separate, lit up simultaneously.

Behind the protagonist, the void surged wildly like boiling water.

One.

Two paths.

Ten paths.

Twenty dishes.

Thirty dishes.

……

Forty-nine figures, each with a unique posture, simultaneously transformed into streams of light, traversing the long river of time, and all entered the protagonist's body.

At this moment, the ancestors of the forty-nine dragon-slaying families gathered all the anger and obsession accumulated over thousands of years onto the protagonist.

The golden light instantly engulfed the protagonist completely.

When the light faded, the protagonist's figure was no longer visible; all that could be seen was a blinding sphere of forty-nine colors.

at the same time.

The game interface started refreshing rapidly.

The skill bar in the lower right corner was completely full; the densely packed skill icons, like pop-up viruses, instantly filled the bottom layer of the screen.

The health and stamina bars stretched longer and longer on the screen due to the crazy stacking of the attributes of the forty-nine ancestors.

[Strength increased.]

Agility boost.

[Dragon's Might Resistance Increased.]

[Slash range increased.]

[Night Slash has been strengthened.]

【…】

The prompts came one after another.

Fang Yan was dazzled by the sight.

Holy crap.

"Students."

"There's too much! There's just too much key information! I feel like I've learned too much of it all!"

"Come on, you old mudfish!"

"Experience what a righteous brawl really looks like!"

next second.

Fang Yan didn't need to look at the skill descriptions on the screen, nor did he need to consider the order of combos.

His left hand frantically pressed the skill keys on the keyboard like he was playing the piano, while his right hand frantically clicked the left and right mouse buttons.

Just press whichever light is on!

The scene on the screen has completely transformed into an ultimate feast of light pollution.

The character transformed into a shooting star, directly confronting the world-destroying dragon breath spewed by the true dragon.

Invulnerability! Damage Invulnerability! Damage Reflection! Life Steal!

Various passive skills take effect simultaneously.

The dragon's breath, powerful enough to instantly kill an ordinary character, didn't even scratch the protagonist.

Immediately afterwards, Fang Yan unleashed his ultimate moves as if they were free.

"49 to 1, this time it's a battle of the wealthy!"

"The advantage is on my side! I don't care what your ultimate moves are anymore, it's all basic attacks, all main attacks!"

A massive blade of light tore through the sky, and a rain of blades covered the entire Dragon King Temple.

With a series of deafening explosions, the dragon's indestructible crimson-gold scales were torn off in pieces, and dragon blood cascaded into the sea eye like a waterfall.

The comments section went completely crazy.

[True Dragon: I may not be human, but you are definitely dogs!]

[Others fight the boss: meticulous planning. Teacher Fang: clearing out all inventory!]

[The game, Chaoxi Games, never intended for you to win using normal skills; this is an official cheat code!]

[Parent-teacher meeting? This must be what a parent-teacher meeting is!]

[True Dragon: I know you have a large family! But no matter who you are, please come down! I'll set up two tables!]

The battle lasted less than ten minutes.

Fang Yan seized the moment when the true dragon of the sea eye took flight.

All moves are chained together simultaneously.

The final blow.

The phantom images of forty-nine ancestors overlapped in mid-air to form a giant blade of light that could create the world.

"cut!"

The light blade sliced precisely through the dragon's neck from top to bottom.

Ao Cang's enormous body slowly came to a stop in the sky.

Then.

It gradually transformed into a shower of golden light.

The dragon's roar echoed in the air.

There was no anger at first.

There is only a kind of peace that has finally come to an end.

Followed by.

The scene begins to transition into a long-take montage.

The whole world began to change.

The sky dispersed.

The dark clouds that had covered the mountains all year round disappeared.

The rivers have regained their clarity.

The sea eye, which had been churning for thousands of years, has finally stopped rotating.

The floodwaters that had ravaged the land began to recede, and the collapsed mountains stopped shaking.

As the source of the dragon's energy dried up, the monsters that had been corrupted by it turned to dust and vanished in the wind.

The scenes kept changing.

The village, once ravaged by dragon energy, is now seeing smoke rising from its chimneys again.

Children chased and ran, while the elderly went back to the fields.

The abandoned ancient road is being traversed again.

The subtitles slowly appeared.

The robber has passed away.

From then on, humanity was no longer controlled by dragon energy.

[The world will be without dragons from now on.]

At last.

The camera eventually cuts back to the main character.

He stood alone at the edge of the ruins of the Dragon King Temple, his hand tightly gripping the ancestral dragon-slaying sword that had accompanied his family for countless generations.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by.

Without the nourishment of the dragon's energy, a crack slowly appeared on the blade.

Click.

The second one.

The third way.

Then.

The entire knife gradually turned to ashes.

It was scattered by the wind.

From then on, there were no more dragons in the world, and naturally, no one needed the art of slaying dragons anymore.

The screen gradually dimmed.

It's like a magnificent legend that came to an end in the most ordinary way.

On the black screen, lines of white text slowly scrolled upwards.