The Vanished "Junior" and the Tens of Millions of Experience Required

The Upper Fire Month, the 20th of the seventh lunar month.

Three days have passed since the destruction of [Corpus of the Abyss].

In a desolate pit.

A strange dragon-shaped metal object, over thirty meters long and with a silvery-white surface dotted with starlight, lay quietly in the deep pit.

Whether day or night, this special metallic object, when illuminated by sunlight or moonlight, emits a faint starlight, like a fallen star.

The battle three days ago caused a huge commotion.

Even though Tang Zheng and the others from the [Corpus of the Abyss] deliberately chose a desolate place, the scene of their battle was astonishing.

In particular, the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord's clone released the High-Tier Wild Magic "Black Light Violent Moon," which covered an area of several kilometers, turning an area into darkness.

This peculiar phenomenon can be observed even from a great distance during the day.

"That's amazing!"

"What kind of metal is this?"

"It's somewhat similar to Mithril, but it's clearly not."

"The starlight embellishment is so beautiful!"

"The magic transmission is exceptionally smooth, with no sense of loss whatsoever. If only this metal could be used to make magical items..."

A strange race dressed as spellcasters or craftsmen gathered around Golem, tapping and fiddling with their voices as they analyzed and observed.

This is a precious metal that surpasses the understanding of everyone present!

Besides the dozen or so people surrounding Golem, there were others at the outer edge of the pit.

A force of Savage Dire Wolf, each over 2 meters tall and clad in lightweight soft armor, was stationed on the outskirts of the area, on high alert.

This was clearly a well-trained and powerful elite army, numbering as many as 500.

Bang!

A fully armed soldier riding Savage Dire Wolf galloped in from afar, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"General, we've already scouted the area; there are no signs of a battle."

The demi -Demi-Human soldier approached a strong figure, quickly jumped off the Savage Dire Wolf, and reported the results of his reconnaissance.

"I see."

The general, who was not wearing a helmet, turned around, revealing a Werewolf face, and spoke in a majestic voice.

This is a Demi-Human Species called the "Split-Tooth Tribe." They look similar to the Werewolf race, but they are actually a completely different race.

If you look closely, you'll notice that its mouth shape is not the typical vertical opening of a normal race.

Instead, it is shaped like an "X", with the lower jaw split horizontally into four lobes, possessing an amazing bite force capable of easily crushing hard granite.

"Could it really have fallen from the sky?"

The Split-Tooth Tribe general raised his head and looked up at the sky, his brows furrowed deeply.

There were indeed no signs of a battle around, only a deep crater created by a fall from a great height; at least that was the result of the investigation.

That is indeed the case.

As soon as the Golem Clone arrived in the area, Tang Zheng ambushed it from behind and destroyed it using the anti -Golem Clone magic "Words of Elemental Ruin".

Therefore, this area...

There were no signs of a fierce battle.

An excited, hoarse voice came from below the pit. "General Gerla, General Gerla..."

All I saw was...

An old, bearded Demi-Human is struggling to climb out of the deep pit.

Fortunately, a ladder made of ropes was built long ago; otherwise, falling into the more than ten-meter-deep pit could easily have resulted in injury or even death.

Upon seeing the other person, General Gerla quickly stepped forward and carefully pulled him up.

"Your Excellency, Craftsman Raf," General Gerla addressed him respectfully.

This man is one of the nation's top craftsmen; half of the weapons used by their elite troops were crafted by him and his apprentices.

"Gather people as soon as possible and bring this huge piece of metal back!" The craftsman from Raf said excitedly, ignoring the dust on his face and clothes.

"But..."

General Gerla opened his four-lobed mouth, a hint of hesitation appearing on his dignified face.

Even someone like him, who doesn't know much about metal ores, could tell the value of this huge piece of metal at a glance.

But the shape of this piece of metal is exactly the same as the shape of the Dragon Race in the family records and legends.

General Gerla harbored a deep concern: would bringing this metal back to the country bring unknown dangers or even disaster?

"They just look alike."

The craftsman, Raf, seemed to understand General Gerla's concerns, and laughed heartily without a care in the world. He stretched out his arm and pointed to the deep pit below:

"Besides, it doesn't even have a head. Look at the posture of this piece of metal, doesn't it look like one of those dead fish in the river, belly up? Hahaha~"

General Gerla was quite troubled.

It's not just similar in appearance; except for the lack of a head, it's completely lifelike.

"Roar!"

"Ah!!"

"Archie, what's wrong!"

"...!"

Suddenly, the elite troops stationed around the area, who had assembled into Savage Dire Wolf, let out terrified howls, completely bewildered.

Before the Split-Tooth Tribe soldiers present could react...

Almost instantly!

These Savage Dire Wolf, trained for so long, all collapsed to the ground, panting heavily, their bestial eyes radiating undisguised fear.

"What happened...!"

General Gerla's expression changed drastically. He immediately gripped the longsword-like magical artifact in his hand and shouted warily, wanting to ask what had happened.

The words haven't been fully spoken yet!

His entire body then stiffened uncontrollably in place.

Thump--Thump--

One by one, the elite Split-Tooth Tribe, their eyes wide open in General Gerla's sight, collapsed to the ground like fallen weeds and Savage Dire Wolf, lifeless.

The smiling Craftsman Raf was still on his face when he fell straight down!

in the end...

What exactly happened?

General Gerla's arm, wielding his weapon, trembled uncontrollably; an indescribable sense of terror caused him to break out in a cold sweat.

Only then did he notice that a huge shadow had already enveloped the area.

The enemy is overhead!

"Get your body moving."

"I'm... Hero..."

General Gerla screamed in terror. As the most powerful Hero respected by all, he had never felt such a deep-seated horror as he did now.

Even if it means death.

At the very least, we need to figure out who the enemy is...

"Unyielding Will!"

Power fueled by an aura of death.

General Gerla regained control of his body and struggled to move his head, trying to look up at the sky.

Thud--

General Gerla raised his chin slightly, and his body, like an overloaded machine, could no longer hold on and exploded into a cloud of blood mist!

Hundreds of meters in the air.

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord's amber-colored vertical pupils stared coldly and emotionlessly at the deep pit below.

As for those inferior insects that were crushed to death by its Dragon Fear's might, they were not even worthy of its attention.

Looking at Golem Clone, all the scales had been stripped away.

You've angered me... junior!

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord exhaled a stream of black gas from his nostrils, muttering to himself as if burning with rage, but a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes.

The opponent did not take away Golem Clone.

It was probably because it guessed that there were marks left by it that it restrained its racial greed.

Out of caution, it waited three days to observe before confirming that the "younger generation" had probably left completely.

Now!

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord has completely ruled out the possibility that the opponent is Player and NPC.

If it were truly "the Dragon Emperor's Corruption," it would not have ended so abruptly with proper preparation.

escape?

This indicates that the "younger generation" has limited capabilities.

"Such destructive power must be the opponent's trump card, the kind that can't be used in a short time."

Even from high above, the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord's astonishing vision allowed him to clearly observe the vanished head of Golem Clone within the deep pit.

This was one of his backup plans, which he had spent over a hundred years setting up, and yet it was destroyed under such circumstances!

An indescribable heartache.

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord couldn't help but spread his dragon wings, and his tight, black fleshy membranes vibrated slightly in the air like a tough drum.

Buzz--Buzz--

Visible shockwaves churned around the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord, pulverizing the clouds higher in the sky.

"You think you can escape?!"

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord let out a low roar, having already made a clear assessment of this junior's strength and abilities.

I never expected that there would be Dragon Race that could master "filthy power" to such an extent, and even have a trump card with extremely destructive power.

This is something that the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord should take seriously, but that's all he could say.

That incredibly destructive fire technique was completely incompatible with it, but it contained information transmitted back by Golem Clone.

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord was confident he could dodge it.

The dragon's thick claw touched its abdomen, and the precious magical item called "Three-Legged Bird's Guiding Spindle" reappeared in its palm.

"Launch!"

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord intends to take matters into his own hands this time, deciding whether to kill or enslave the target based on his mood and the target's worth.

Swish!

One of the two remaining threads on the spool snapped and disappeared into the void.

After a while...

The Deep Darkness Dragon Lord discovered that he was unable to locate the other party's position until the effects of the magical item completely wore off.

"Huff... huff..."

Rapid breathing filled the air, accompanied by intense anger and an indescribable emotion.

"I'll remember you!" A chilling voice echoed through the air.

--Abelion Hills, deep in the mountains.

Two days ago.

Tang Zheng has returned to Abelion Hills, along with Evileye.

After using the ability of "Body Armament," it devoured the dragon scales that the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord had covered Golem Clone with using special technology.

Tang Zheng quickly withdrew from the battlefield, though he did not use his Dragon Race identity to completely gain the trust of the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord.

But it has already planted a seed of "Dragon Race Destruction" in the other party's heart.

If the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord isn't stupid, he will definitely investigate, especially the two key clues he mentioned: "Innate Talent" and "humans."

Tang Zheng was unsure whether there was any connection between the True Dragon Lord True Dragon Lord, but he believed that if the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord investigated, he would likely turn his attention to the northwest corner of this continent.

"There's some risk involved."

"However, Bone Lord will descend in about two years, so this risk is worthwhile."

Tang Zheng sat lazily in the depths of this lush green valley, a thoughtful expression on his face as he held a root-like plant in his mouth.

"The Platinum Dragon Lord has territory here, Brightness Dragon Lord's offspring Draconic Queen might also be part of this True Dragon Lord's plan."

"If we were to lure over the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord, one of the ' Six Dragons Alliance,' things would get interesting."

Of course, this also carries higher risks.

Humanity may very well face an insurmountable crisis.

but.

Tang Zheng knew that the forces of the Platinum Dragon Lord and the forces of the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord were in a state of mutual antagonism and disagreement.

If the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord were to truly descend, the presence of the Platinum Dragon Lord would be sufficient to restrain him.

"Evileye now in 'Ye Lantier,' and with her joining the effort, the situation in the Great Forest of Tob should be completely resolved."

Tang Zheng's eyes flickered, and he pondered for a moment.

He did not reveal his human identity. After returning from the Inveria Kingdom, Tang Zheng parted ways with Evileye in Ye Lantier.

[Blue Roses] is currently stationed in this Fortress city.

"The two-month trip went by so fast."

Tang Zheng let out a sigh, and with a thought, he switched to the Attribute Panel.

In terms of gains!

This is the largest gain Tang Zheng has made since his transmigration.

Not only did they acquire two Special Class, but they also gained Wild Magic, high-level Tier Magic, the legacy of the [Corpus of the Abyss], and more.

In particular, the legacy of [Corpus of the Abyss].

Tang Zheng even had to set aside specific time to organize and study it.

[Ability Table]

Innate Talent: [Player]

Overall Level: 74

[Experience Bar: 9.98 million/11.18 million]

The remaining 30 million experience points can only be used to level up 3 times, and at this point, the experience required to level up has exceeded 10 million.

Tang Zheng looked at the experience requirement in the "experience bar" and couldn't help but sigh inwardly, thankfully he had the means to gain experience by absorbing Neutral Angel.

Otherwise, even if he activated his massacre mode, he probably wouldn't be able to easily meet the experience requirement of tens of millions at this level.

Moreover, the experience gained through killing is subject to experience decay.

Skill: Rune - Body Armament

Rank: Legendary Tier (71~80)

Durability: 1088

Physical Defense: 455+585 (1040/1040)

Magic Defense:633+407(1040/1040)

Skill:

--Shadow Ambush (5/day)

--Ice resistance (20%)

--Scorching Sound Wave (5/day)

--Dark Attribute Resistance (20%)

--Dark Silence Wing: After activating this skill, the body can completely merge into darkness, entering an imperceptible state that can be maintained for a considerable period of time. (5/day)

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Effect: Blessing of Abundance

Description: An unexpected product resulting from enhancements using "Rune Technology" and "Deterioration of the Body Armament".

It's no wonder that these are the dragon scales of the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord.

With Tang Zheng's own level, his "Body Armament" has reached the level of a "Legendary Tier" magical item, and he wants to upgrade it.

The required bone-type energy was already at an enormous level; even if the remaining remnants of the Sun Anglerfish completely absorbed, it would only replenish a small portion.

These dragon scales actually raised the level of Body Armament to its maximum.

"The Dark Silence Wing," Tang Zheng muttered to himself, a bead of cold sweat breaking out on his forehead.

This skill is not complicated.

The effect was surprisingly amazing, somewhat similar to "Ninjutsu: Shadow Concealment," but with stronger and wider capabilities, allowing it to completely hide in darkness and shadows.

Based on this skill analysis, Tang Zheng Deep Darkness Dragon Lord was very likely near the battlefield at the time.

Fortunately, he didn't really want to fight the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord, and he left the battlefield as soon as he obtained his class.

"This ability can clearly be used in conjunction with the high-level Wild Magic ' Black Light Violent Moon '."

Tang Zheng immediately thought of the Wild Magic that could turn the environment into darkness and connected it with this ability.

Even during the day, the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord can use Wild Magic to create a battlefield that is advantageous to him.

"The information obtained from the Golem Clone is indeed insufficient to deal with the real Deep Darkness Dragon Lord." Tang Zheng knew that he had obtained a lot of information this time.

However, overall...

In this encounter with the Deep Darkness Dragon Lord, he was clearly in a more passive position.

"Puff."

Tang Zheng spat out the foxtail grass from his mouth. "Next, we can focus more on the arrangements."

Currently, his level cap has reached 80, so he doesn't need to worry about his class until he reaches the maximum level.

Today is the 20th, the day when the Slane Theocracy and the Holy Kingdom will once again trade the "Assimilation Potion".

Tang Zheng suddenly turned his head, his gaze fixed on a certain direction, his eyes seeming to pierce through layers of leaves and the obstruction of his surroundings:

"This is..."

Strange Castle.

In the lobby on the first floor, which has been renovated in a European style.

Remedios and three elite members of the Holy Knights sat at a spacious round table, with steaming cups of black tea in front of them.

The three members of the Holy Knights sat upright, showing no intention of tasting their tea. Their eyes flashed with wariness as they subtly observed the demi -Demi-Human opposite them.

"The quality is good, but the technique is just so-so."

Remedios's fluffy brown hair swayed slightly as she shook her head. Maintaining aristocratic manners, she set down her cup of black tea and commented:

"To receive such hospitality at the national level would make one feel slighted."

"Please forgive me."

The Verdant Leaf Witch lowered her head slightly. "In this respect, one needs to study it specifically."

"The castle has also been renovated; its previous vulgar and disgusting style has finally disappeared."

"It has indeed been redecorated. The aesthetics of the Demi-Human Species in the Abelion Hills vary, but that's not something to worry about."

"The entire Abelion Hills is now under the control of ' Free Will,' and our captain, being human, naturally leans towards the Kingdom's style in terms of decoration."

The Verdant Leaf Witch patiently explained with a smile, while subtly asserting her dominance over the Abelion Hills.

Pity!

Remedios was not Kelart and did not realize the hidden meaning. Her brown eyes kept glancing at the stairs or the doorway out of the corner of her eye.

"Lord Remedios, are you looking for people from the Slane Theocracy?" The Verdant Leaf Witch noticed the other's subtle movements, and a smile appeared on her lips.

"Uh, yes, the people of the Slane Theocracy really have absolutely no concept of punctuality."

"Yeah, right," the Verdant Leaf Witch thought to herself.

This simple-minded woman wants to find a master, and according to the human concept of male-female relationships, she should be interested in the master.

Oh!

This foolish woman who thinks she has some ability could never be worthy of her master; it's like the difference between a slave and a prince.

They certainly deserve to lick their master's feet.

The Verdant Leaf Witch wore a smile, but inwardly she harbored a vicious, contemptuous Taunt.

(End of this chapter)