Chapter 122 [Invasion of the Palace of the Holy Lord! Full of harvest! 】
Of course the Holy Lord’s castle is not that easy to discover.
As a demon wizard, the creator of magic, the creator of sorcerers and wizards, and as a greedy dragon.
The Holy Lord has set multiple barriers and restrictions on his wealth to ensure that his treasure is foolproof.
But this was all before it was alive, oh, before it was defeated by Lope and turned into a sculpture.
After thousands of years of consumption.
The defensive barrier of the palace lacks magical support and is no longer stable.
Although it is difficult for ordinary people to discover and excavate, Yang An is different. He is confident that as long as the palace of the Holy Lord is no longer sealed in another dimension, he will be sure to find it.
This is due to his confidence in his own strength!
Sure enough, the Holy Lord did not move his palace, but still buried it underground in Xiangjiang!
Through desertification detection, Yang An found the location of the palace and closed his eyes to feel the three-dimensional terrain map formed in his mind.
Just deep underground, there is a majestic castle surrounded by a magnificent shield.
The shield resists the surrounding soil and protects the castle from being submerged by the soil.
"As expected of a super demon like the Holy Lord, even if he is cut into a dog, his strength is still terrifying. A ban will last for thousands of years!"
Yang An opened his eyes and sighed, It will take time for you to become truly strong.
But
"Haha, but even when a powerful fortress is breached, there are always weak points that can be broken through!"
"You guys stand back!"
Hearing the Holy Following the order of his son, Anthony immediately ordered his surrounding men to evacuate.
Yang An stretched out his hand, and his arm quickly turned into sand.
Anthony's eyes were filled with excitement, and he was closely watching every move of the Holy Son.
At first, nothing changed.
Anthony just felt that the Holy Son was surrounded by a little grain of sand.
But soon, the ground began to tremble slightly, and the soil and stones on the ground were undulating and shaking regularly!
"Boom. Boom! Boom!!!"
Time passes by minute by minute!
The shaking amplitude of the earth becomes larger and stronger, and countless cracks open on the ground. If you are not careful, you will be swallowed by the cracks. Most of the cracks that appear are closing in an instant.
Witnessing this natural disaster-like scene.
"It's too powerful. This is the power of the Holy Son, the supreme and great power!"
Anthony sighed incoherently. He concentrated his magic power on the soles of his feet and was able to stand firm.
As far as the eye could see - the entire low mountain turned into jelly, crumbling.
The magicians of the Magic Brotherhood also showed extreme admiration in their eyes. Compared with their small electric balls, the earthquake caused by the Holy Son's hand is like the power of a strong man.
Soon, the ground shook so much that many magicians were unable to stand.
Anthony and his group retreated to the safe area again.
They could hardly see Yang An's position and could only look into the distance.
A large amount of soil turned into fine grains of sand again, gathered into the air, and condensed into the shape of an oriental five-clawed golden dragon tens of meters long, hovering nearby.
See this.
"The Holy Son will surely become the savior of this world!"
Anthony couldn't help but raise his arms and shout, causing everyone to roar.
“The Holy Son is mighty!”
Stand still.
Veins popped up on Yang An's forehead, and he had no time to look at him.
Deep underground where no one can see, there are dozens of condensed earth dragons, swimming three thousand meters below their feet.
Continuously bombarding the weak points of the Holy Lord's palace shield, each impact became more violent than the last!
Swear to defeat it!
This is also the reason for earthquakes: just like the ancient people were afraid of earthquakes and imagined that the earth dragon would stand up, but now, it has become a reality.
"Sand Transformation Level 3·Earth King"
"Dragon Elemental Transformation: The earth king in the form of a giant dragon can absorb the natural energy of the earth when stepping on the earth to maintain defense and reduce energy Consumption"
"Can control sand within a radius of thirty kilometers, and the detection range is increased to fifty kilometers, with a maximum of no more than one hundred kilometers"
"You can escape into the sand within this range, Achieve fast movement effect"
"Improve magic resistance and physical resistance in a wide range, and improve overall defense."
This is Yang An's first advanced third-level ability, although it cost a full 18,000 willpower!
But it is definitely worth it. After all, soil is indispensable no matter where you are. Being able to control the earth element will help you become invincible.
Seeing the shield being constantly weakened, it was finally almost impossible to withstand the huge pressure of the surrounding soil. The magnificent palace was about to collapse. This most spectacular and majestic building in human history was about to be destroyed.
The time has come!
Due to excessive consumption, Yang An showed more expectation on his tired face.
Bite your teeth! Reach out and lift it up!
“Give it to me, rise, rise, come!!!”
With this loud shout.
The alarm has been sounded in the urban area of Xiangjiang not far away.
The water in Victoria Harbor is also undulating violently.
The ships in the busy port are like lone boats in a storm, being beaten by the turbulent water and crashing to the ground.
Little did they know, this was actually made by human hands!
Yang An relied on his own power to pull the palace that had sunk deep underground for thousands of years back to the surface and let it see the light of day again!
“Boom!”
Dust was flying in the air, as the dust gradually dispersed.
Anthony and the others' eyes widened in shock.
Hold your breath and stare blankly at the splendid Chinese-style palace clusters emerging from the dust in the distance under the sun.
Just standing on the top of the mountain!
“It’s so spectacular, so beautiful.”
"Holy Son!"
"I feel like I have no regrets in dying!"
The magicians prayed unceasingly. At this moment, their belief in Yang An has exceeded From ordinary believers to the realm of fanatic believers.
Even if the Holy Son gives an order to them to commit suicide and die, they will not hesitate.
So each of them gave Yang An the blessing of a hundred wishes, which was a little surprise before the appetizer meal.
On the mountainside.
Yang An took a breath and raised his head to look at the endless palaces in front of him.
There was unspeakable ecstasy in his eyes.
Compared to the small castle in the anime, this should be a palace with a thousand-year empire spanning the entire Eurasian continent!
The few small palaces on the mountainside are already extremely magnificent, with carved railings and jade inlays, and a gleam of gold everywhere. The ancient city walls surround the palaces, and there are also depictions of the Holy Lord's conquests in all directions. scene.
Just use the sand to feel it, these are all made of gold.
It is hard to imagine how much wealth the Holy Lord spent building this palace complex.
A satisfied smile appeared on Yang An's lips.
He has done so much, and even specially upgraded the desertification, not just to take a look at the ancient ruins.
The palace door where the Holy Lord had plundered countless wealth has been opened to him.
Yang An can't wait to collect all the Holy Master's treasures.
Especially those magic props and precious books recording magic knowledge!
As for the useless gold, silver and jewelry, just leave some of it for the future expenses of the Magic Brotherhood, and leave the rest, along with this palace, to Dongda in this world. It can be regarded as a small compensation for the damage Yang An caused to himself and his nostalgia for the motherland. Anyway, it is borrowing flowers to offer Buddha.
But you have to go faster!
If such a large palace cluster appears, Dongda will definitely respond quickly.
Toda was not the only one to react.
Just when Yang An led a group of magicians into the palace and went straight to the Holy Lord's treasure house.
Across the ocean.
San Francisco!
"No! No! No!!!"
In the dark and silent office.
Two scarlet red lights suddenly lit up, followed by dazzling pillars of fire on both sides, illuminating the entire office and also the Holy Lord's coiled dragon sculpture!
The air seemed to become thicker in an instant, and the temperature also increased rapidly, which meant that the fire demon was once again angered.
The Holy Lord can naturally feel that his palace is being pulled out of the ground. As a stingy dragon, this is no longer stealing his wealth, but directly kicking open the door of his house to rob it!
How dare they, how dare they!
"Who! Who! He is so bold, I want to execute him!!!"
But unfortunately, the Holy Lord is just a sculpture now.
Although the battle with Yang An's substitute, Whitebeard, was brief, it consumed most of his accumulated fire demon energy.
At this time, the four Mafia members and Whitebeard also set off to Mexico to find the talisman.
The Holy Lord ordered Valon to no avail.
What frightened the Holy Lord even more was that the other party broke the restrictions left by it and went straight to its magic treasure house, where there were too many precious treasures.
Including its magic collection and the mask that controls the ghost army.
"Holy Lord? Why are you so crazy at night?"
Wa Long heard the Holy Lord wail and roar in pain every time, and came up to check the situation with dissatisfaction.
"Idiot!!! Get away!"
The Holy Lord fired a pillar of flames and almost roasted Valon into a Mexican meat stick.
Walong rolled away in embarrassment, but unfortunately most of his proud platinum hair was burned off, and his clothes were also burned.
"You're crazy, bastard!!!" Valon was frightened and hurriedly took off his coat and threw it on the ground. At the same time, he slapped the flames on his head. He was very embarrassed. He asked the Holy Lord angrily.
The Holy Lord had no time to deal with Wa Long.
The eyes of the Panlong sculpture flashed red, and hundreds of ghostly ninjas appeared around it.
"Ghost Army! Go, go to my palace, kill all the intruders! Kill them all! You must protect my treasure!"
Originally the Holy Lord did not dare to give such an order After all, the power of the Ghost Corps is the dark power it steals by sealing the Ghost Mask.
These ninjas only obey its orders temporarily.
Once you get close to the mask's sealed treasure box, you are likely to lose control.
But now I can’t care about so much.
"Who is it, who is it!" What the Holy Lord was even more afraid of was that he felt a huge righteousness from the group of people who stole his house!
It’s like that guy Lope has been resurrected!
Inside the Palace of the Holy Lord.
Yang An finally found the magic encyclopedia he needed. He didn't have time to read more and put it directly into the soul palace.
He discovered that the palace of the Soul Palace was not useless.
On the day when Hokage Yang An appeared, a second floor was added to the palace.
They didn't notice it at the time, but Yang An from Liaozhai discovered it later.
There are nine rooms on this second floor.
Each world clone has an extra storage space.
Although it is not certain whether items from different worlds can be interchanged, the benefits of just having a storage space are unimaginable.
The area is only 100 square meters, not too big. It is more than enough to hold some treasures. Yang An even considered putting a nuclear bomb in it. With his ability, it is not difficult to make one, but he met some ancient god. .
Ah, hydrogen bomb - blow it up for me!
Then Yang An looked at the various props, such as scepters, bracelets, and jade seals, all of which were swept away.
The Holy Lord is so shameless that he even placed a box of dragon scales here. I don’t know if they are his own or those of the evil dragons.
Good stuff, just pack it up and go.
These materials used for casting spells may be able to prepare a potion to restrain the Holy Lord. If not, you can also make it into a magic wand!
Yang An needs a magic wand.
Unfortunately, after searching around, Yang An couldn't find where the ghost mask was.
It seems that ghost masks haven’t even been born yet.
At least Yang An's idea of obtaining the treasures in the plots of later seasons, such as the immortal tokens and ghost masks, seems to have come to nothing.
But the Holy Lord definitely has a mask, where is it?
Just when Yang An launched the desertification and searched for the entire palace again.
A series of black shadows gradually emerged from the ground, with cold eyes staring at Yang An, dressed as a black ninja.
He is a ninja from the Ghost Corps!
"It seems that the Holy Master has realized that his home has been stolen." Yang An narrowed his eyes and simply ordered his magicians, "Get rid of them."
These ninja soldiers do not need him to appear.
“It’s the Holy Son.” Anthony’s eyes showed excitement when he heard this.
He and his thirty magicians are all elite and have been given different abilities. Now it’s finally time to put them to use.
For a moment, a battle broke out, with thunder, kunai, and darts flying around.
A magician fell, but more ninja soldiers were directly defeated.
Yang An turned around and headed towards a suspected target.
He noticed that somewhere in a side hall containing ordinary gold and silver treasures, there was a metal coffin engraved with runes, which was most likely the place where the ghost mask was sealed.
As for whether the Holy Lord will have other ways to stop him.
If there were, then those who came would not be miscellaneous soldiers like ninja soldiers.
Soon, Yang An collected various books or magical objects and followed the route in his mind to the side hall.
When he first saw the metal coffin, he felt a pure dark power from it.
"It is indeed here."
Yang An quickly stepped forward, condensing a sand clone and trying to open the metal coffin. The moment it touched, he was stabbed by an invisible thrust. Wearing the body.
The metal coffin started to flow, turned into a liquid, and even wanted to escape.
This is something that didn't happen in the original plot.
Yang An didn’t care so much, just accepted it first and studied it later.
The big hole in the sand clone's chest condensed in an instant, and then Yang An stepped forward and took away the metal coffin, almost occupying the last space.
At this point, although the Holy Lord's Palace still has a large amount of rich treasures and many precious items that have not been taken away, it is a pity that there is no time.
The military helicopter has already flown over the palace, and special forces have descended and tried to enter the palace, but they were blocked by the remaining energy shield.
Just give it up when it's good, people who are too greedy will not end well.
“Let’s go.”
Yang An asked the Sha clone to deliver the message, while he escaped underground with the fruitful results!
I believe it won’t take half a day.
News about the magnificent palace complex can make headlines around the world.
I just don’t know what Walong’s expression would be if he knew that the Golden Rooster King treasure he was looking forward to has been controlled by Dongda.
(End of this chapter)