Chapter 194: Zhang Rang's Choice, Demigod!

"So that's how it is?"

After a long while, accompanied by the occasional explosions in the distance, Zhang Rang finished listening to Zhou Qingqing's account of the entire process.

He rubbed his chin and muttered to himself, then lowered his head and fell into deep thought.

For a moment, no one around spoke another word, all quietly watching Zhang Rang at the center of the crowd, waiting for his decision.

At this moment, Zhang Rang had also completely fallen into a storm of thoughts.

Based on what Zhou Qingqing had said earlier and the clues General Wang occasionally added, it was clear that the True Dragon had been preparing to completely annihilate them, but for some unknown reason had left midway.

And before leaving, she had faintly heard a sentence: "Beings from another world, you are not welcome here…"

Unfortunately, because she had been too worried about her own condition at the time, after the True Dragon left she had hurried to search through the memories in her mind for a Technique to heal herself.

She hadn't specifically listened to all the information transmitted by the True Dragon, and at that moment the Dragon Machine piloted by General Wang had also just been sent flying by the True Dragon.

In summary, this meant that currently no one had specifically heard everything the True Dragon had said in its rage.

Clearly, the reason for the True Dragon's anger here, this "beings from another world," was the key, but where was this "another world"? And why did the True Dragon not welcome it?

Did "another world" refer to some dynasty's name in a place far more distant than the great land of Great Qin?

And the True Dragon's earlier departure was to go there, but why did it come back afterward?

Was it because it encountered a great enemy?

Was this world far vaster and more terrifying than he had imagined?

Zhang Rang did not understand, but he suddenly recalled the True Dragon's sudden departure at the founding of the nation, as well as those merchants who had rushed from overseas to trade with Great Qin afterward, and the mysterious black-robed being who had previously granted them power.

These countless clues told him that his exploration and understanding of their world was far too shallow.

Could it be that the black-robed being had helped them at the critical moment?

Limited by his own horizons, Zhang Rang, who was merely a snake-catcher by origin, could not figure out the meaning of "another world" for the moment—whether the First Dragon had been referring to beings outside this heaven and earth, or uninvited guests from beyond the cosmos.

Perhaps Zhang Rang would understand the severity of the current situation, because after becoming the Son of Heaven, he had naturally read a great deal of poetry and books, and was able to understand that "up, down, east, and west constitute 'Yu' (space), and ancient times to the present constitute 'Zhou' (time)"—cosmos referred to their own world.

And beings outside heaven and earth, or beyond the cosmos, were naturally invaders who did not belong to their world, enemies of all living creatures here.

Unfortunately, the First Dragon had been influenced by Baichuan from another era of information explosion, and had said "another world"…

And the term "another world" itself had evolved from the concept of "world" introduced by Buddhism during that era of information explosion.

Now hardly anyone could understand its meaning, and later, because the sole listener had not paid attention and the First Dragon had left too quickly, no one had heard it all.

This was a generation gap produced by two different worlds and eras.

If Zhang Rang had been a son of a noble house who knew some Buddhist knowledge, perhaps he might have associated it with something, but unfortunately his origin was merely an uneducated snake-catcher.

And all the upper echelons of Buddhism had previously been wiped out by Baichuan at the fall of the Great Zhou.

In this era of Great Qin, Zhang Rang was still suppressing the various great religions from the old era, burning their scriptures, so no one knew.

Under such circumstances, after pondering for a long time, Zhang Rang decisively skipped over this most crucial piece of information.

At this moment, his keen battlefield Xiuque told him that this was an unprecedented opportunity.

Now the True Dragon was battling some unknown divine existence, and from the sounds heard here, the power of its opponent was most likely on par with its own, very possibly in a delicate balance.

Therefore, if an external force intervened at this moment, it might end the battle in an instant.

As the saying goes, the enemy of one's enemy is sometimes one's friend; moreover, upon hearing that there was an enemy fighting it, Zhang Rang immediately thought of the mysterious black-robed being who had previously granted them power.

In that case, one side was very likely a friendly existence that had come to help them, while the other was the True Dragon that had already earned their enmity.

How to choose naturally needed no further explanation.

Even if, in the end, that unknown party bore them ill will, as long as the True Dragon was killed, they could rely on Zhou Qingqing's peculiar ability to seize the True Dragon's flesh and blood and escape the battlefield.

By then, what appeared before that unknown existence next time would no longer be a single True Dragon, but countless True Dragons trained and disciplined from Great Qin!

At that time, no matter how strong that unknown existence was, in a situation where their powers were roughly equal, two fists could not fight against four hands—faced with the coordinated beating of countless True Dragons, how could he possibly withstand it?

Thinking of this, Zhang Rang slowly raised his head, looked at the crowd watching him with expectant gazes, and nodded: "Let's join the battle as well. This mission depends on you all. General Wang, Qing Qing, you two will be the main force this time; the brothers and I will assist you from the side."

Of course, although he said "assist," Zhang Rang also understood that among their group this time, apart from those two main forces—

Everyone else was just making up the numbers; perhaps compared to assisting and harassing, those soldiers were more inclined to protect him.

Because after the True Dragon's earlier attack, even Zhang Rang understood that in this battle he was nothing but a burden—not only unable to help, but also dragging down an important main force: his wife Zhou Qingqing.

If not for him, they wouldn't have been in such a sorry state during the brief exchange with the True Dragon earlier.

Along with Zhang Rang issuing the new command, he himself also began to transform within the thick fog into a red-scaled dragon a full sixteen meters long.

Then, everyone present also nodded and began to move.

At this moment, one violent whistling sound after another began to ring out once again.

Zhou Qingqing also fully entered her battle stance, transforming into a special species unlike those ordinary green-scaled dragons, her entire body wrapped in peculiar Canglan flames.

That was a new form born from some special evolution of her entire green-scaled dragon power under the influence of the black-robed being's power.

Perhaps at this moment she could no longer be called a green-scaled dragon—should she instead be called a special species?

An extremely rare Dragon Species, of which there was now only a single example?

……

At the same time, on the other side.

Boom!

Boom!!

Boom!!!

Accompanied by one violent explosion after another, large amounts of lava at the edge of the entire lava sea were blasted apart and splashed outward, revealing the dark earth beneath, still radiating heat.

Yet faced with such terrifying explosive destructive power, the First Dragon showed not the slightest trace of joy; it gazed gravely at the thick smoke slowly dispersing.

As expected, the existence within that thick smoke—the being from another world that had taken its several powerful breaths head-on—was still completely unscathed.

All the attacks it had launched earlier had been blocked by the transparent light shield enveloping him.

What on earth was that?

At this moment, the Primordial Dragon's heart was filled with immense bewilderment. The situation before its eyes seemed somewhat similar to what it had just encountered with that little person—both had used this tiny shield of light to withstand its countless attacks.

"Pa~ pa~"

Crisp clapping sounds rang out. The existence standing firm in mid-air, which had forcefully taken the Ancient Dragon's countless fierce attacks, glanced at the faint crack that had appeared on its own Protective Shield, and lightly began to applaud.

He gazed at the majestic Fire of Ancient Dragon before him with appreciation in his eyes, and praised it gently:

"Not bad, not bad. As expected of the heaven-blessed innate Spirit of this world, to actually be able to shake, with the power of the Legendary realm, even a sliver of the Protective Shield I deployed at the Demi-God realm."

"If it weren't that the mysterious power pervading this world is not yet abundant enough to nurture beings of the God realm, I might truly not have dared to take your attacks head-on."

"However, being found by me before a world has truly grown strong—it's fated that I shall achieve the next position of God!"

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(End of this chapter)