Chapter 225: The Impending Desperate Situation?

Time began to flow from this point, and in the blink of an eye, another month had passed.

At this moment, near an unfamiliar coastline.

BOOM-BOOM-RUMBLE—!!

Suddenly, a series of violent explosions rang out from afar.

Amid these continuous explosions, three giant beasts, each with a different appearance but bodies equally covered in wounds, began fleeing from three different directions in the distance, and behind and above each of these giant beasts was an ancient dragon, furious beyond measure, in relentless pursuit!

"Has it finally come?"

Near the coastline, inside a large transparent and invisible ship.

A beautiful woman gazed at the giant beasts and ancient dragons approaching from the horizon, her eyes full of gravity as she murmured.

Then, without further hesitation, after instructing the only maidservant beside her to prepare to receive those three giant beasts, she also walked toward the ship's cockpit and began slowly activating this one-time escape vessel that had been built through day and night of continuous work over the past month.

"Humm~~"

Accompanied by a clear humming sound, countless glowing patterns across the ship's body slowly lit up as it rose into the air.

And the ship's ascent also caused its previously maintained invisibility to vanish.

In an instant, a strangely shaped, somewhat bird-like vessel abruptly appeared at this unfamiliar coastline.

At the same time, this caused the fleeing giant beasts in the distance to sharpen their gazes, and they couldn't help but exclaim in unison: "Has it finally come? The mission that cost the lives of countless brothers is finally about to end in success!"

Thinking this, as if sensing the final moment, the speed of their flight also suddenly surged, even though their bodies were already covered in wounds and could barely bear the strain.

But at this moment, it seemed as though some mysterious power was driving them to regain their vigor.

And this also caused the three ancient dragons behind them to react simultaneously—the ants carrying the treasure were trying to escape!

How could they allow that?

After chasing for a whole month, they had finally cornered these ants with nowhere to go—how could they possibly let them escape!

At this moment, this single thought flashed through the minds of the three ancient dragons simultaneously, and they too began to increase their flying speed.

At this moment, three streaks of flowing light—one above, one below, one ahead and one behind—were all madly rushing toward that strange-looking large ship.

A few breaths later, a howling gale began to rise, caused by the sheer speed of the approaching figures.

It also signified that those three streaks of light were drawing ever closer!

Meanwhile, on the rear deck of the large ship, a woman suddenly appeared and began waving her arms continuously, shouting: "This way! This way!! Brothers, hurry, get on the ship this way!"

BOOM-BOOM—

As her words fell, three heavy, uneven booming sounds of impact rang out—those were the giant beasts, guided by her calls, leaping onto the large ship one after another as ancient dragon-people.

The moment these three ancient dragon-people leapt onto the large ship, they could no longer maintain their giant beast forms; amid a surge of dense mist, they shrank back into human form.

In an instant, the three giant beasts transformed into three naked males covered all over in wounds, their entire bodies flushed red as if scorched, lying on the ground and gasping for breath frantically.

And that woman, paying no heed to their state, pulled them one by one into the ship's cabin with a worried expression.

At the same moment, Zhou Qingqing, who had been constantly sensing the situation outside, pressed the ship's flight button the instant before the fireballs spewed forth by the ancient dragons arrived.

In an instant, the ship suddenly shot up into the air, a violent gale spontaneously arising and carrying the ship away from the coastline in the blink of an eye, transforming into a streak of afterimage.

The next moment—

"BANG-BANG-BANG—!!"

Three fireballs, fired in quick succession, slammed into the original spot, setting off violent explosions one after another and blasting a massive deep crater into the coastline area.

Then the three ancient dragons arrived belatedly. They glanced at one another, with no desire to communicate—being creatures of intelligence, each of them clearly knew that the others had surely been lured here by those cunning humans using the aura of that treasure.

But would they care?

No!

In a situation where traces of humans were growing ever scarcer, this also meant that one of the missions the "Father" had given them long ago—the destruction of humanity—was nearly complete.

Now only the retrieval of that treasure, so precious to the "Father," remained. So now that they had finally caught the aura of that treasure, would they give up?

Impossible! At this moment, each of them wanted to seize that treasure for themselves to claim merit before the "Father"—how could they possibly leave this chance for another dragon, even if that dragon was their sibling?

Thus, the three ancient dragons, their bodies flushed red, merely glanced at one another, then disdainfully snorted, and once again took off in pursuit of the ship.

At this moment, three terrifyingly powerful ancient dragons began chasing a bizarrely shaped large ship.

So, can they escape with their lives?

Regarding this, Zhou Qingqing held no hope.

She had known from the very beginning that no being in this world could compete with ancient dragons in the vast sky—not even the Red-Scaled Dragon, hailed as the sovereign of the skies.

Therefore, she had never harbored any hope of escape from the start.

What she wanted now was merely to flee as far as possible toward deeper waters, to make the plan proceed more smoothly.

Lost in thought, the ancient dragons drew ever closer to the ship.

In a daze, she seemed to already be able to hear the sound of those broad Dragon Wings beating the air.

Yet even so, she showed not the slightest tension, merely dodging the ancient dragons' flames while pressing another button.

In an instant, a peculiar circular array pattern lit up on both "bird wings" of the ship, and immediately vast quantities of air were frantically sucked in, transforming into a strange gale that burst forth from behind the "bird wings," propelling the vessel forward continuously.

At the same time, as the ship moved forward, it eerily vanished into the air.

"This is?"

At this sight, a Flame Dragon that had just drawn near was stunned—where did that strange lump that had just been here go?

Yet within only a single breath, it realized what had happened—they must have turned invisible, just like those slippery ants from before.

Dealing with such situations, the Flame Dragons had experience.

They did not act rashly, but each took up a position, and began scattering crimson fire-powder across the sky.

Driven once again by some mysterious force, this fire-powder slowly coalesced into a surging pillar of flame that surged forth, then began sweeping across the void ahead.

This was clearly an attempt to use a wide-ranging blaze to force the invisible ship out into the open.

Thus, the ship, which had been invisible for less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, was forced to reveal itself in a sorry state beneath the three massive pillars of flame. Looking closely, one of the "bird wings" on the ship's side had been accidentally set ablaze by the fire pillar.

At this point, the flying ship lost control and began spiralling down toward the sea.

At this moment, the chase was over!

(End of chapter)