hsntnovel Chapter 317 Li Xiaoyao Collapses! His Master is Turned into a Living Corpse and His Blood is Drained
Chapter 317 Li Xiaoyao Collapses! His Master is Turned into a Living Corpse and His Blood is Drained
The question, "Where is the real dragon?" was like a red-hot steel needle, piercing through Ao Lie's last pretense.
A kind of program-like lag appeared on his handsome, otherworldly face, and his azure pupils flickered wildly like a stream of data.
"Warning... Core logic conflict... Activation... Final command..."
Ao Lie's body, like an overinflated balloon, swelled up at a visible speed.
The dragon armor covering his body cracked inch by inch, revealing a nauseating purplish-black color beneath his skin. Countless tiny metal wires mixed with rotting flesh and tendons burrowed wildly out from the cracks.
An extremely unstable, destructive aura, a mixture of abyssal poison and high-energy crystal core explosion, suddenly exploded within his body.
"Trying to self-destruct?" Lu Sheng's cross-shaped pupils showed no fluctuation, even carrying a hint of disdain as if looking at a shoddy product short-circuiting.
He released his grip and floated backward for a hundred meters.
"boom--!!!"
There was no earth-shattering noise; it was more like a giant garbage bag full of chemical waste exploding in mid-air.
Billions of tons of purplish-black abyssal poisonous blood, mixed with countless red-hot mechanical fragments, transformed into a foul storm powerful enough to corrode the Spirit King's body, descending upon the five-colored warship.
"Activate the shield!" Dao Yi's expression changed drastically. He wildly brandished his whisk, and the Supreme Divine Light swept across the warship's defensive formation as if it were free.
However, the poisonous blood was extremely domineering. As soon as the light barrier came into contact with it, it emitted a "sizzling" corrosive sound and was about to be pierced through.
"Trash should stay in the trash can."
Lu Sheng stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the filth rushing towards him, his brows furrowed into a deep frown.
He was too lazy to even use the Dharma Image.
Behind my head, the dormant Wheel of Five Elements slowly emerged and began to rotate in reverse.
"Buzz—"
A black vortex with a diameter of 100 meters appeared out of thin air, like a high-powered industrial range hood, swallowing up the poisonous blood and fragments that filled the sky.
Inside the Ancient Devouring Furnace, a flash of gray, desolate fire passed by.
[Ding! Low-grade abyssal energy and industrial waste detected...]
[Purification in progress... Purification failed. This substance has no recycling value.]
[Automatically moved to the system recycle bin.]
Lu Sheng felt a churning in his stomach, as if he had accidentally ingested gutter oil, and almost vomited on the spot.
"Damn it, a fake is a fake, even the self-destruction is disgusting."
He cursed as he put away the Five Elements Wheel, his gaze falling on the crystal palace that remained unmoved even amidst the aftershocks of the explosion.
The palace gates slowly opened with Ao Lie's death.
There was no magnificent dragon throne inside, nor any glittering decorations.
There was only one long, metallic-gleaming passageway.
On both sides of the passageway are rows of huge transparent containers, each ten meters high, in which strangely shaped "sea warriors" are immersed in green culture medium.
Some shrimp soldiers have mechanical legs like eight-legged spiders on their lower bodies, some crab generals have had one of their pincers replaced with a high-speed rotating chainsaw, and some seahorses even have propellers that shoot blue flames welded onto their backs.
The strong smell of disinfectant mixed with the metallic odor of blood hit me.
This is no dragon palace.
This is clearly a biological slaughterhouse beneath the deep sea!
Lu Sheng abandoned the boat, stepped into the void, and walked step by step into the passageway.
"Alert! Intruder detected! Cleanup mode activated!"
The cold, mechanical synthesized sound echoed in the tunnel.
The incubation tanks on both sides shattered instantly, and hundreds of bizarrely modified synthetic sea beasts, their eyes flashing red, roared and pounced.
Lu Sheng remained expressionless as the [Dragon Devouring Spear] materialized out of thin air in his hand.
He didn't even use any supernatural powers; he simply swung his spear.
puff!puff!puff!
The spear moved like a dragon, each strike precisely piercing the energy core of a chimera.
Those monsters that could wreak havoc in the outside world were as fragile as paper dolls in his presence.
The terrifying power emanating from his ancient divine body caused each of his strikes to tear through the air, creating sharp sonic booms.
"Ding! You have defeated an Abyssal Synthetic Beast and gained 50 Energy Points."
"Ding! You have defeated an Abyssal Synthetic Beast and gained 45 Energy Points."
As Lu Sheng killed, he listened to the insulting notification in his mind, and his expression grew colder and colder.
"It's all water-injected meat, not even enough to fill a tooth gap."
He shot a shark-headed cyborg flying. The monster crashed into the wall, its chest exploding open, revealing not its internal organs, but a pile of gears and wires sparking with electricity.
Passing through the passageway, a much grander hall comes into view.
There are no guards here.
Only rows of even larger, transparent tanks, like silent giants, stood in the center of the hall.
What's soaking in the jar is no longer those shrimp soldiers and crab generals.
It is a dragon.
The corpses of real dragons, each over a hundred meters long, with their scales torn and their flesh mangled!
Countless thick metal tubes, like blood-sucking maggots, pierced deep into their bodies; some were inserted into their hearts, some into their spines, and some even pierced directly through their skulls.
At the other end of the pipe was a huge blood pool in the center of the hall, where golden dragon blood, brimming with vitality, was being continuously drawn and collected.
"This...this is..."
Dao Yi and Luo Tianfei, who had followed, felt their stomachs churn and their faces turn ashen when they saw the scene before them.
They finally understood where the "dragonblood genes" of those chimeras came from.
This is... raising corpses!
Using the corpse of a true dragon as a "mother", they mass-produce those cheap synthetic monsters!
"Beasts... these beasts!"
A mournful roar, like a cuckoo weeping blood, exploded from Li Xiaoyao's throat.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared intently at the third jar on his left. His usually carefree old face was now filled with tears and deep-seated hatred.
In that jar, the corpse of a slightly smaller blue dragon was soaking.
Its left dragon horn was broken in half, a scar that Li Xiaoyao would never forget.
"Master...it's Master!!"
Li Xiaoyao rushed over like a madman, desperately pounding on the cold walls of the jar with both hands.
The blue dragon corpse inside the jar seemed to have heard his call; its dull, lifeless dragon eyes suddenly lit up with a strange red light.
It opened its mouth and let out a silent roar filled with pain and rage towards Li Xiaoyao outside the glass.
Its mind has long been obliterated, leaving only the most primal instinct to kill.
It became a... living corpse that only produced dragon blood.
Seeing this scene, the last trace of warmth vanished from Lu Sheng's deathly gray, cross-shaped pupils.
He slowly raised his head, his gaze piercing through the layers of palaces and locking onto the deepest part of this "breeding farm".
There stands a throne made of countless dragon bones.
A blurry figure seemed to be sitting on the throne.
On the central control panel in front of the throne, lines of crooked, out-of-this-era, bizarre characters were flashing rapidly on the screen.
[Sizzle...]
[System notification: Low-level code from the previous era detected... Attempting to crack it...]
[Cracking progress: 1%...]