72: Chapter 72 The Intimidation of the Bio-engineered Bone Dragon and the Dragon Picked Up on the Roadside

Dead silence.

The dead silence in the spectator stands had lasted for a full dozen seconds.

On the faces of every demigod, the extreme shock brought about by the massacre just now remained frozen.

The Zerg Swarm with scarlet eyes, those devastating bone scythes, and the wails of the giants turning into rubble continued to echo in their divine consciousness, shattering the perceptions they had held for millions of years.

Maggie's lips were devoid of color, and her body trembled slightly.

The elemental giants she was so proud of didn't even qualify as "opponents" before the other party; they were merely materials being unilaterally dismantled.

This was no longer a matter of strength.

This was an overwhelming suppression at the species level!

Just in this atmosphere, stagnant to the point of being suffocating, a cold, emotionless electronic voice rang out abruptly in everyone's ears, and also in Su Chen's consciousness.

"Congratulations on passing the first level. Time elapsed: 18 seconds. Continue?"

This voice broke the silence and, like a ruthless slap, struck hard across the faces of all the spectating demigods.

Eighteen seconds!

They hadn't even fully recovered from their shock before the trial of the first level had ended with such an absurd number.

"Continue."

Su Chen's reply was without a shred of hesitation, as calm as if he were simply saying "Next."

The moment his words fell, the gravel wasteland before him instantly disintegrated, turning into billions of light points, then immediately reorganized in an instant.

A flash of light.

Pungent, humid air with a sweet, fishy smell flooded his nasal cavity.

The scene before him had transformed into a primitive jungle where the sky was hidden.

Huge, moss-covered ferns blocked the sunlight, with only mottled, dark green light casting down through the gaps in the leaves.

The air was filled with visible, rolling green miasma; the ground was uneven, with pools of viscous liquid bubbling and corroding the soil and rocks.

"Hiss--!!"

A sharp, ear-piercing hiss came from the miasma above, carrying a heart-palpitating aura of brutality.

Five massive shadows darted through the dense fog, stirring the toxic air.

They finally swooped down from the miasma, revealing their hideous full appearance.

They were five giant beasts over fifty meters long, with outlines similar to dragons, but their bodies were more bloated, and pus-like green venom flowed on their skin, dripping onto the ground with a "sizzle" of corrosion.

Venomous Wyverns!

This was a type of sub-dragon with thin dragon bloodlines, known for its deadly dragon breath; a single mouthful of concentrated toxic breath was enough to instantly melt the divine power shield of an Epic-Tier powerhouse.

"Anti-air test?"

Su Chen looked up, his gaze piercing through layers of miasma, accurately locking onto the five circling wyverns, his expression remaining calm.

"Just right, let's test the newly incorporated air force wing."

He didn't even raise his hand, just casually snapped his fingers.

"Snap."

The crisp sound echoed in the silent, toxic jungle.

The next moment, the void beside him was suddenly torn open as if by two invisible giant hands!

Two huge portals, distinct from each other yet both emitting terrifying auras, opened with a boom!

From the portal on the left, extreme order and coldness surged forth.

A silver torrent flew out, flapping its wings in a uniform phalanx formation.

At the lead was a female Zerg hero clad in silver carapace with a cold and stunning face.

He was Andra.

Behind him were five hundred [Silverwing Zerg Cavalry].

Their upper bodies were lean warriors resembling humans, while their lower bodies were hideous flying insectoid torsos, entirely covered in streamlined silver chitinous carapaces, reflecting a metallic luster that sent chills through the heart in the dim light of the jungle.

Five hundred pairs of wings vibrated at a completely synchronized frequency, emitting not a noisy buzz, but a high-frequency metallic tremor that seemed to cut through the air.

Killing intent, pure and cold.

And the portal on the right brought the exact opposite: the brutality and madness originating from the ancient primordial era!

"Roar--!!!"

A terrifying dragon roar that seemed to shatter the entire space exploded from behind the gate!

This roar alone contained an unrivaled pressure.

The five venomous wyverns, originally aggressive, froze instantly upon hearing this dragon roar; their huge bodies trembled in the air, and the brutality in their eyes was instantly replaced by fear originating from the depths of their bloodlines!

Immediately after, a massive behemoth rushed out from the portal!

It was a terrifying creation constructed from pale, jagged dragon bones and precision biochemical machinery shimmering with cold metallic light!

Its size far exceeded those wyverns, and with its wings spread, it almost blocked all the light above the jungle.

Inside its hideous thoracic skeleton, a huge, heart-like psionic energy reactor emitted a low and powerful roar, with a deep blue energy halo flickering in its core.

Countless precision circuits and pipes wrapped around the stark white bones like blood vessels, connecting to the huge thrusters on its back and the hideous mechanical bone claws on its four limbs.

The dragon might it exuded was countless times purer than that of the five sub-dragons, carrying an aura of death and destruction as it reigned over this world.

Bio-Bone Dragon Theodore!

"That is... a Bone Dragon?!"

On the spectator stands, a demigod whose body was composed of precision gears and runic metal—the God of Machines—suddenly stood up from his throne and exclaimed in disbelief.

"That's not right! That is not a pure undead creation! Those structures... that kind of energy core... how could there be such precise traces of mechanical modification?!"

The battle had lost all suspense the moment Theodore appeared.

The situation presented a one-sided, brutal suppression.

The terrifying dragon might, originating from a true dragon, was like a tangible mountain, suppressing the opposing sub-dragons firmly.

The five wyverns found it extremely difficult even to maintain their basic flight posture; they wobbled in the air, with only instinctive wails remaining.

"Area-of-effect bone spike bombardment!"

Andra's cold voice issued the kill command.

The movements of the five hundred Silverwing Zerg Cavalry were so uniform that it made one's scalp tingle.

They simultaneously raised their bio-bone cannons, which were integrated into their arms; at the muzzles, silver psionic energy light instantly gathered into a single point!

The next second, five hundred silver beams tore through the dim toxic miasma, weaving into a net of death, pouring down towards the two closest wyverns.

There was no explosion, only penetration.

The rain-like beams instantly enveloped the two wyverns; their tough dragon skin and thick muscles were fragile and vulnerable before this silver psionic energy.

Countless bloody holes exploded on their bodies, green toxic blood and visceral fragments splattered everywhere, and their huge bodies were riddled with holes like a sieve in mid-air, falling powerlessly.

And Theodore displayed an even more ferocious aesthetic of violence.

The thrusters on its back suddenly ejected blue flames several meters long, and its unnaturally huge body erupted with unparalleled impact, like a siege cannon, charging furiously toward one of the wyverns.

The huge mechanical bone claws, with a whistle that tore through the air, directly gripped the wyvern's head.

"Die!"

In Theodore's consciousness, there was only one cold kill command.

"Splat!"

A teeth-aching, muffled sound.

That head, larger than a battle tank, instantly exploded under the terrifying grip of the mechanical bone claws.

The hard skull, scorching brains, and green venom mixed together, exploding into a firework of flesh and blood.

Red and white matter splattered everywhere.

The headless corpse twitched and fell from the sky.

The battle ended faster, bloodier, and was even more shocking than the first level.

When Su Chen's figure was teleported back to the pure white settlement space, the demigods in the spectator stands could no longer maintain their high-and-mighty posture.

They could no longer sit still.

"Hey! That new god with the code name 'Dominator'! What exactly is going on with that Bone Dragon of yours?!"

"A combination of undead and machinery... This kind of modification technology is definitely not a common undead creature! Which pantheon do you belong to?!"

Jealousy, greed, inquiry, and a trace of undeniable fear—various emotions intertwined in the gazes of these demigods, fixed firmly upon Su Chen.

Facing the gods' almost uncomposed questioning, Su Chen just raised his hand and dusted off the non-existent dust on his robe.

His tone was so casual it made people want to rush up and hit him.

"Oh, are you talking about that?"

"I was lucky. I picked up a dying dragon on the side of the road when I went out, modified it a bit, and it's good enough to use."

"Pfft--!"

Several demigods with weaker psychological resilience felt a surge of blood rush to their heads and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

Picked up on the side of the road?

Modified it a bit?

Good enough to use?!

Can you pick up a monster with demigod-level combat power on the side of the road in your neighborhood?! You call this sky-blocking war behemoth "good enough to use"?!