The treasure vault guards fought a desperate battle against the intruders. Because these guards were all under special restrictions and had to protect the vault with their lives, they did not flee like the other pirates. Instead, they frantically intercepted any Transcendent individuals who attempted to enter the vault.
Although outnumbered and outmatched in overall combat strength, the guards' fearless fighting style allowed them to successfully hold off a force of many times their size from various powerful opponents.
This undoubtedly created an excellent opportunity for Lancelot.
Samsung's Immortal quality Molecular Aggregation Insect has once again performed a great service, sneaking into the passage leading to the treasure vault without anyone noticing.
After passing through a wide tunnel more than twenty Duomi, accompanied by a pale purple glow, a huge black and gold portal appeared in view.
In front of the gate stand two ten-meter-tall dragon-man sculptures, lifelike and exuding a strong dragon aura.
Lancelot examined them for a moment and determined that the two sculptures were not mere decorations, but rather a type of Magical Energy colossus. It was difficult to ascertain their strength, but they should not exceed the Legendary. After all, the location of this treasure vault was relatively remote, and its scale was not large, with limited external guards. Considering all factors, the strength of the Magical Energy colossus should not be too outrageous.
The problem now is how to quickly defeat the dragon guards while simultaneously opening the treasure vault.
Without the key, it seems that only breaking down the door by force is an option left.
With that thought in mind, Lancelot's gaze sharpened slightly, and then... he pulled out a nuclear bomb.
Sigh... When in doubt, resorting to nuclear weapons is crazy, isn't it? Absolutely not!
I am a member of a technologically advanced civilization!
The Alliance is extremely skilled in nuclear technology and can control the yield of nuclear weapons with considerable precision.
Because nuclear weapons had proven effective in previous battles, Lancelot had White send over several nuclear weapons of varying yields through the academy's special channels about two weeks ago.
The one in his hand should be the second to last in terms of power among the five nuclear bombs. Its explosive power is enough to break through the gate, severely injure or kill the dragon guards, and also minimize the damage to the resources inside the treasure vault.
Without further ado, let's get started.
Who knows how long the guards outside can hold out?
After activating the nuclear missile button, Lancelot tossed it lightly, then turned and ran.
A strong sense of crisis instantly roused the dragon guards, but since awakening takes time, it was already impossible to stop the explosion.
Therefore, the two dragon guards made a decision that greatly surprised Lancelot.
They actually blocked the entrance to the treasure vault.
This is an instruction engraved in the underlying logic of the Dragon People's Guardians, but at this moment, it undoubtedly becomes an act of aiding the enemy.
Three seconds passed quickly after the nuclear bomb was launched!
Boom!!
The earth shook violently. From the outside, the entire mountain range to which the treasure vault belonged cracked open with thousands of fissures of varying sizes. Intense heat accompanied by blinding light roared out from the cracks, and countless stones with speeds comparable to bullets were scattered in all directions. Various violent sounds intertwined, accompanied by thick smoke and dust, outlining a scene resembling the end of the world.
"Damn it, who the hell used a nuclear bomb?!"
"No martial ethics!"
"Oh no, someone sneaked in!"
The reactions of the Transcendent individuals outside varied after the explosion, but they quickly came to a common understanding: someone had taken advantage of their distraction of the treasure vault guards to sneak in first.
Upon realizing this, all the Transcendent individuals felt their blood pressure spike. Could they tolerate having their achievements stolen?
I can't stand it!
Therefore, the Transcendent individuals who were initially reluctant to fight due to fear of death began to exert their full strength. As a result, the pressure on the treasure vault guards increased dramatically, and they were instantly overwhelmed. Judging from the situation, the defense line would be completely breached within a minute.
Having left Molecular Aggregation Insect to monitor the situation beforehand, Lancelot naturally noticed the drastic changes in the external battle. So, he braved the aftershocks of the nuclear explosion and the rocks constantly falling from above, charging forward to the doorway that was teetering on the brink of collapse due to the explosion. He kicked open a large hole, and then his senses expanded wildly, with the Molecular Aggregation Insect spreading to every tiny corner, searching for the resources stored in the treasure vault.
Element crystals, I'll take them!
Soul Crystal, take it!
Boxes of Tia Gold Coins, take them!
The large batch of dried potions is ready to be collected!
Time passed slowly, and some people broke free from the guards and rushed in.
Lancelot quickened his pace, selecting only high-value items. He needed to retreat before everyone else entered, as his actions were attracting too much attention and he was certain he would be ganged up on.
With their utmost effort, the Molecular Aggregation Insect discovered a sealed space deep underground within the treasure vault.
A warehouse within a warehouse?
Needless to say, it must contain treasure.
Without hesitation, Lancelot entered the space. After a brief investigation, he was surprised to find that the Underground Space was actually made of a special metal that was entirely purplish-black. He tentatively punched the metal wall, but it didn't even leave a mark.
It must be at least a three-star grade metal.
With such a large quantity, its value is self-evident.
What exactly is inside?
While his anticipation grew, Lancelot also became more vigilant. However, since time was truly running out, he strode into the depths of the space, where he discovered a massive stone jar that was at least two meters tall and about one meter in diameter.
The surface of the stone jar was covered with a dense array of twisted and mysterious Magic Runes, yet it revealed not a trace of its aura.
After examining it for a moment, Lancelot waved his hand and stored it in his storage necklace.
Because the stone jar was too large, there wasn't enough storage space, so Lancelot had to make room for many other things.
Just as he put the stone jar away, a violent whooshing sound came from behind him, followed by a surge of energy.
Someone attacked!
The moment the thought arose, the body reacted instinctively.
Lightning crackled around his right calf, and using his left leg as the center of support, he twisted his waist and swung his hips, unleashing a 270-degree spinning kick.
Due to the immense speed, the airflow condensed into a visible barrier around Lancelot's body. The rounded tips of his Wind Thunder Shadow Battle Boots made his kick resemble the firing of a cannonball.
Boom!!
The attackers came fast, but left even faster!
With a single kick, he was sent flying backward, uncontrollably spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with fragments of internal organs in mid-air. His eyes were filled with uncontrollable terror; he truly hadn't expected that this petty thief would be so strong.
With a single blow that sent the attacker flying, Lancelot didn't hesitate. He grabbed the large bundle beside him, and in a flash, he transformed into a bolt of lightning and flew out of the Underground Space.
After that, with lightning speed, he successively defeated three Ninth-Rank Transcendent and left triumphantly.
The defeated Transcendent watched his departing figure, their lips twitching involuntarily. They were helpless against a guy who was not only good at fighting but also a dog and incredibly fast. They could only smile bitterly and scavenge the remaining scraps in the treasure vault to console their wounded hearts.
One day later.
Outside of another dimension, a battleship.
The room that belongs to Lancelot.
Various resources almost filled the entire room, and abundant elemental energy gathered here, even forming an elemental enrichment effect. Under spiritual vision, a vortex emerged with this room as the center.
At the heart of these resources is a massive stone jar, on which Lancelot is studying the runes inscribed by Logo.
Because some of the Magic Runes were too obscure and complex, Logo even consulted his teacher Maidisenna before he finally understood the meaning of all the runes and how to open the stone jar.
Extending his fingertip, the Power of Life coiled around his index finger like a nimble little snake, and with each flick of his fingertip, it drew an exquisite rune in mid-air.
Compared to the destructive power of electric energy, the Power of Life is undoubtedly more advantageous in this special purpose. Its inclusiveness naturally fits most runes. To some extent, it is an energy with creative characteristics that is very close to the Fire of Birth. It is said that the alchemists drew on the Power of Life when they created the Fire of Birth.
That said, as pale green runes formed and were imprinted on the stone jar, the originally dull and obscure Magic Runes began to twist, writhe, and change.
Finally, the stone jar became transparent, and an incredibly hot and majestic aura emanated from it.
Upon sensing this aura, Lancelot's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly used Molecular Aggregation Insect to form a shielding network to conceal it.
Looking at the golden-red liquid inside the stone jar, Lancelot's expression became extremely interesting, even somewhat incredulous.
To further confirm his guess, he slowly opened the jar. Instantly, an even more intense, scorching aura spread out. At the same time, in the sea area within a hundred miles of the battleship, fire elements boiled, as if they had encountered the king of fire, and flocked to the location of the battleship like a hundred birds paying homage to a phoenix.
The Molecular Aggregation Insect remaining outside noticed this scene, and Lancelot's expression changed. He quickly resealed the jar, and the strange phenomenon outside slowly dissipated.
"Phoenix Blood!"
This time, Lancelot was absolutely certain of the blood source.
The Phoenix, a near-divine creature, reaches the Peak Demigod in its adult form. It is one of the most powerful bloodlines below the Great God in the Astral Realm, several levels higher and more powerful than Gustavo's Dragon-Hunting Spider bloodline.
Lancelot truly never expected that the Phoenix Blood, known for its rarity and scarcity, would appear in the Elven Plane. Even more unexpectedly, he had the incredible luck to obtain the Phoenix Blood.
"Could it be that I possess some hidden talent for good fortune?" Lancelot wondered, rubbing his chin.
Just as he was thinking this, the runes that were originally scattered on the stone jar converged at an unbelievable speed, transforming into a gaping maw covered in fangs. It extended a scarlet tongue and wrapped it up, pulling Lancelot in before he could even react. During this process, Lancelot could even feel the warm, wet tongue and the strong, fishy smell.
Tick-tock, tick-tock!
An unknown liquid dripped from his hair. Lancelot looked up, his body tense, and silently surveyed the dark space before him.
At this moment, he felt as if he were standing on the surface of the water, yet also as if he were hanging upside down. A strange, contradictory sensation made him extremely uncomfortable. Lancelot had not felt this dizziness and nausea for a long time.
In this state of mental confusion, indistinct murmurs came from all directions. The voices had a kind of demonic quality, making people unconsciously want to obey and follow the will of the voice's owner, turning them into servants.
Even with Lancelot's willpower, he was starting to feel the strain at this point. The level of that voice was simply too high. His soul strength wasn't as monstrous as Gustavo's; it was only at the Tier Nine. He quickly fell into a dazed state, becoming confused and unable to control himself.
As he entered this state, a phantom figure materialized in front of Lancelot.
That reminder, resembling a small giant, with its wildly disheveled lion's mane, was none other than Annula had fallen in the sky above another dimension.
As Annula sized up Lancelot before her, the anger in her eyes remained uncontrollable.
"You wretched brat! If you hadn't unlocked the ' Undying Ambition ' without my permission, I could have reconstructed my physical body using the Law of Undeath contained within the blood of the Phoenix. Now, it's all over!"
Annula was nearly driven mad, her gaze seeming to transform into tangible flames and ignite Lancelot.
In the end, however, he sighed in despair, accepting his Fate. He stretched out an arm, thicker than Lancelot's waist, and placed it on Lancelot's head, a complex and indescribable expression in his eyes. "From now on, there will be no more pure Annula!"
Dark light poured down from the millstone-sized palm, and Annula "melted" away, turning into a cloud of black smoke that disappeared into Lancelot's body.
He wanted to merge his soul with Lancelot's to prevent his remaining soul from collapsing.
However, the merged soul is neither Annula herself nor Lancelot, but a completely new soul, a brand new personality.
That's why Annula had such a complicated expression. He wouldn't have used this secret technique unless absolutely necessary. But who told him to let this kid ruin his backup plan for resurrection?
Black smoke merged into his body, and Lancelot was completely shrouded in a black mist of his soul.
Upon entering the mental realm, Annula rushed straight towards Lancelot's slumbering soul and tightly bound it.
The integration went smoothly.
Or rather, it would be strange if a Mid-Rank Demigod, even if all that remains is a remnant soul, failed to successfully merge with Tier Nine soul.
However, just as the fusion was reaching its final stage, two completely different and enormous soul forces suddenly emerged from the depths of Lancelot's soul.
One of them even reached the Epic level, while the other was very weak but carried a strong aura of faith.
If these two soul forces were at their peak, Annula would certainly not take them seriously. But now, with only a remnant soul remaining, he might not be able to defeat either of them, let alone both.
"Hey, Lancelot, you're really pathetic. Getting bullied by such a useless remnant soul is a disgrace to us."
Gustavo's loud, sarcastic voice rang out, his cheeky tone causing Lancelot, who had just woken up with Logo's help, to roll his eyes. He was about to retort when Logo interrupted him.
"Alright, stop joking. Using Higher-Dimensional Information Space to transmit soul power is risky. Let's finish this quickly."
Upon hearing this, the three soul forces turned around simultaneously, aiming at the bewildered remnant soul of Annula.
The scene, when visualized, looked like three burly men grinning maliciously as they cornered a little girl against a wall.
"The offensive and defensive roles have shifted, Old Deng!"