Chapter 192: The Cautious Beginning Dragon

At the same time, Tiandu Feixu.

Boom—!

Boom—!!

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As the force of that violent burst of flames weakened, for a moment the entire Yanjang Zhidi began to echo with one after another of continuous splashing, crashing sounds.

Those were the dragon-kin soldiers who, because they had been farther away during that earlier burst of flames, had luckily held on until the end—but even though they had held on until the end, now, beneath wave after wave of the explosion's aftershocks, they too plunged completely into the magma.

Yet faced with this situation, the originator of it all—the Beginning Dragon—paid it no heed at all.

It didn't even bother with that half of the massive dragon spear that had nearly wounded it.

Its dragon eyes, like twin flames, simply fixed upon a strange human not far from the surface of the magma.

At this moment, a sliver of doubt surfaced in its mind.

Why had she not been affected by its attack?

What was that peculiar barrier of light around her?

Why could it evade the attacks it had specifically aimed at them?

This doubt made it completely ignore the giant beast soldiers struggling ceaselessly in the magma around it, as well as those giant beasts tottering in midair who were being rescued by soldiers higher up who had not been affected by its attack.

One must know this was an extremely rare occurrence; its Father God had once taught it: when facing an enemy, strike while they are weak, take their life, and when cutting the grass, dig out the roots.

But now it was unusually ignoring that teaching, its gaze fixed upon the man and woman shrouded within that strange barrier of light.

Because during the earlier burst of flames, it had clearly seen every move this human made—first appearing with a strange, teleportation-like dodge of the most terrifying center of its attack, and then a barrier of light appearing to block all the aftershocks of its assault.

Curiosity drove it to step forward, one pace after another, approaching that human slumped upon the magma. Its intuition told it that this power was very special and unfamiliar, as if it did not belong to this world.

As for why it had such a guess—don't forget that it had once followed its Father God across the entire planet, seeing countless new things, yet among all those things, there was absolutely no power as special as this.

The Light Points floating unceasingly beside it also vaguely told it that an extremely terrifying essence lay hidden within that power.

All of this made the presently extremely sensitive Beginning Dragon think of the heavy responsibility its Father God had given it—to guard the passage from another world well, and observe whether any beings from another realm had descended.

With that, it began slowly approaching them. Halfway there it suddenly paused, sharply recalling once more a teaching from its Father God: "A Shi, from now on, when I am no longer by your side, no matter what situation you face, you must always remember not to underestimate your enemy or be careless. Until the enemy is dead, you must never let your guard down."

At the time it had still been somewhat unable to comprehend, but now how did this situation resemble so closely the scene described in its Father God's teaching?

Then should it fire off another burst of flames to kill them before approaching?

It had heard that those beings from another world were extremely cunning, and could easily deceive it.

However, to avoid destroying their corpses, it would first test them with a breath attack.

Thinking this, the Beginning Dragon directly stopped in its tracks and began to gather power once more.

And seeing this situation unfold, Zhou Qingqing's side also grew anxious.

Although the power granted her by that black-robed entity was indeed very powerful, the true owner of this power was, after all, not her. Coupled with the short span of time, even though the power carried within it some mysterious Techniques, she was far from being able to utilize it perfectly.

Moreover, because she had not transformed into her most powerful blue-scaled dragon form earlier, and had done so to protect her Brother A Niu, she had also suffered some minor injuries in the process.

One must know that she had foolishly endured all the force of that attack except for its very Core.

Facing this attack unleashed by the Beginning Dragon, even the true master of that power—that black-robed entity—would not dare to take it head-on directly, yet she had.

"Brother A Niu, Brother A Niu, wake up!"

In her anxiety, she began to call out somewhat flustered to Zhang Rang, who had been inadvertently knocked unconscious by "Shunian Yidong."

If it had not been because, in that instant of Shunian Yidong earlier, Zhou Qingqing had discovered that Zhang Rang had been affected by her own power and knocked out, she would not have hurriedly stopped to take that attack head-on.

And precisely because of this, she did not dare to use that "Shunian Yidong" Technique again.

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On the other side, the other side of the sea of magma flames.

"Cough~ cough~"

After the scorching burst of flames, the entire Yanjang Zhidi was now filled everywhere with thick white smoke.

Suddenly, a violent coughing sound rang out from within the white smoke.

And as this coughing sound arose, at this moment the Yanjang Zhidi seemed to come alive, with one after another of water-swishing sounds echoing out.

At this moment, Wang Weiqin finally came to from the earlier violent dizziness.

The moment he regained clarity, feeling the energy of the entire Dragon Machine being consumed rapidly without pause, and wave after wave of scorching burns transmitted from his feet and body,

he knew clearly that now was not the best time to think, because he was falling into the magma and urgently needed to escape his current peril.

With this thought, he began to pilot the Dragon Machine, struggling to stand once more within the viscous magma.

Accompanied by a colossal humanoid figure rising step by step from the magma, the wings on its back began to beat ceaselessly, stirring up wave after wave of violent wind pressure that dispersed the surrounding thick fog.

At this time, as the surrounding fog slowly dispersed, Wang Weiqin finally had the time to observe his surroundings.

He swept a glance across, and in an instant saw dozens of massive giant beasts in the distant magma, miserably trapped within it.

Among these giant beasts, some had already been swallowed by the scorching magma, leaving only a small portion of their bodies silent and still, while others still had most of their bodies remaining, writhing in agony.

Seeing this, Wang Weiqin was stunned for a moment, then turned his head away with grief and pity in his eyes, because he knew those soldiers could no longer be saved.

"Your Majesty, where are you? Are you alright?"

He began to recall the situation of that final moment earlier, while continuously flapping his wings to disperse the surrounding fog, and at the same time called out loudly.

At this moment, the Dragon Machine he was piloting was also in a somewhat disheveled state; the chest area on its front and the left arm were already faintly damaged, and its feet showed large patches of charring from having inadvertently fallen into the magma.

If the materials used to manufacture the Dragon Machine had not been extremely special, possessing a certain Regeneration ability, it would likely have already suffered impaired mobility by now.

But even so, the energy stored within the Dragon Machine had already been depleted by one-fifth.

One must know that they had previously spent nearly a whole month just to supply energy to the Dragon Machine!

Such a vast amount of energy, yet one-fifth of it had been consumed in this brief span of Time.

Even Wang Weiqin, piloting the Dragon Machine, was already in such a state, let alone Zhang Rang, who was merely in his red-scaled dragon form.

Therefore, at this moment, Wang Weiqin called out loudly with some concern.

"Your Majesty, you…"

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(End of chapter)