Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast-Chapter 697: Commander of the Eastern Hemisphere, Urgent Recall to the Blue Planet (I)

Chapter 697: Commander of the Eastern Hemisphere, Urgent Recall to the Blue Planet (I)

In the collapsing world of magma, a colossal beast over two thousand meters tall, dark red in hue, lowered its head slightly to gaze at the massive golden crystalline core clutched in its claws.

Sensing the vast and pure energy contained within the crystal core, the Destructive Dragon Emperor’s lips curled slightly, revealing a grim and human-like grin.

This crystal core contained the essence of a titan-level magma giant, and the energy it held was enough for the Dragon Emperor to grow in one leap to the titan level.

In truth, this magma giant had been formidable, especially while bearing the world-ending furnace. If subdued, it could have been a powerful asset.

Unfortunately, the energy crystal within its body was far too important to the Dragon Emperor. Compared to gaining another powerful subordinate, evolving to the titan level took precedence. After all, subordinates could become traitors, but power would always be its own.

Hum!

A crimson glow intertwined with an aura of destruction around the Dragon Emperor, forming an ominous projection behind it.

Endless red light pervaded the space within the projected phantom, and the faint outline of an immense figure spanning tens of thousands of meters emerged, radiating an aura of utter despair.

The moment the dark red world projection manifested, the Dragon Emperor felt a powerful summons surging forth. The black and red thunderbolts entwined around its body instantly became chaotic.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Bolts of Dark-Red Destructive Thunderbolts rained down upon the world projection, causing it to tremble and distort violently. The summoning sensation intensified.

It felt as if stepping into that world would grant it even greater power.

The Dragon Emperor’s gaze remained indifferent as it looked at the phantom illusion of a dark-red world, its expression devoid of emotion. The crimson glow surrounding its body gradually dimmed.

This world projection, which had appeared due to its Gigantification, seemed akin to the Supreme Hell Plane, a uniquely powerful planar world. Within lay an opportunity to transform its Gigantification ability into a corresponding law.

However, it was clear at a glance that the world was extremely perilous—not a place it could venture into while still in the mythical level. Entering would have to wait until it broke through to the titan level, or even ancient titan.

As the Dragon Emperor withdrew from its dark-red form, a wave of intense weakness coursed through its body, causing it to pant slightly.

Slaying the magma giant in such a short time had drained it more than tearing apart that golden Dapeng earlier. Even for it, some recovery was necessary.

Eeya! Eeya! A drowsy sound came from atop the Dragon Emperor’s head. At the edge of its massive black mane, dozens of meters long, a few strands had curled into a small five-meter-wide nest. Inside, the Little Purple Dragon lay sprawled out.

The Purple Dragon had recently consumed a lot of resources, and was soundly sleeping through a growth metamorphosis, something similar to a breakthrough; it hadn’t even stirred during the apocalyptic battle.

However, the moment the Dragon Emperor’s aura weakened, the Purple Dragon's eyelids twitched slightly, as it let out an unconscious, soft growl.

Sensing that the little one was about to force itself awake, the Dragon Emperor moved its mouth slightly and rumbled in a deep tone, I’m fine, Xiao Yi. It’s just energy. I’ll recover soon.

Eeya! Eeya! The Purple Dragon, which had forced its eyes open, paused for a moment before yawning, curling its tail, and drifting back to sleep.

This little one... A hint of warmth flickered through the Dragon Emperor’s golden vertical pupils.

After catching its breath, the Dragon Emperor looked toward the distant battlefield a thousand kilometers away. As if spurred by its actions, the other three colossal beasts were engaged in a ferocious battle.

The Silver Colossal Dragon, at the beginning stage of the mythical level, was dominating two magma giants over seven hundred meters tall. Black storms raged around it, shredding magma and extinguishing flames.

At the same time, the immense power of spatial law spread outward, suppressing the giants' law domain and shattering their true forms time and time again.

The Silver Dragon endured the giants’ attacks head-on with its formidable true dragon body. Tempered by two high-level laws, its true form was far superior in strength compared to other mythical colossal beasts of the same level. Moreover, dragons were naturally renowned for their defensive prowess.

However, despite both wielding high-level laws, the Silver Dragon’s power—transformed from its top-level ability—was still a level lower than that of the Dragon Emperor, whose laws were shaped by divine transformation. The difference lay in the number of laws' ultimates and the strength of its origin.

Qiongqi was also fighting fiercely, but compared to the Silver Dragon, it appeared a bit more battered. While repeatedly suppressing and shattering the true forms of two magma giants, each over a thousand meters tall, it sustained continuous injuries in the process.

However, the one in the worst condition was the Single-Horned Kunpeng. Under the relentless siege of hundreds of level 8 and 9 magma giants—some even at the quasi-mythical level—its scales were frequently shattered by flaming fists.

Even though it could shift into shadows under the alternating forces of its dark domain, it was of little use. There were simply too many enemies.

The swarm of magma giants forcibly shattered the Black-and-White Domain, completely leveraging their advantage in numbers to engulf the overwhelmed Kunpeng with countless massive, flame-covered hands.

As a result, in just a short time, nearly all of its scales had been broken, its wings tattered, and its body covered in burns from the intense heat.

Yet, despite its severe injuries, the Kunpeng grew increasingly exhilarated as it fought. Rampaging through the encirclement, it crushed over twenty level 8 magma giants in its charge.

At the same time, it would occasionally open its massive black hole-like mouth and swallow a beginning-stage level 9 magma giant, forcibly erasing its existence.

In just a short while, it had already devoured more than ten giants, and its body would occasionally shudder with a booming impact from the explosions of the giants it consumed.

Facing hundreds alone in battle—when it met the Deep Sea Dragon Turtle later, it would have a fantastic story to boast about.

Those guys used to arrogantly claim they could take on ten or twenty opponents at once, but in reality, there were never that many enemies for them to fight, and even if there were, they wouldn’t have been able to handle it.

This time, however, the Kunpeng had truly outdone them all.

Boom!

Suddenly, the crumbling magma world quaked violently. In the distant sky, streaks of blue-purple thunderbolts roared, twisting into snaking arcs of lightning that engulfed the entire sky.

Even space itself shattered under their power. Wherever the lightning passed, level 8 and 9 magma giants exploded, disintegrating into blackened rubble that rained down from above.

Even the four heavily injured mythical giants were unable to withstand the combined force of two fully matured high-level laws. Their true forms continued to collapse, unable to regenerate.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The fused thunderbolts slowly disintegrated the mythical giants among their desperate and furious bellows, until they vanished entirely. All that remained were four golden-red crystals, each over twenty meters in diameter.

This place is about to be destroyed. Move out. With a deep, rumbling growl, the Dragon Emperor swept up all of the crystals, then led the charge out of the rift with a burst of explosive flames.

As the four colossal beasts surged through the rift, it trembled violently. The entire magma world collapsed in a chain reaction of explosions, shattering into fragments and vanishing into the depths of the void.

Boom!

The spatial rift connecting it to the Chaotic Region also crumbled, unleashing a destructive shockwave that swept across dozens of kilometers.

The four colossal beasts stood tall amid the violent blasts, their auras exuding sheer intensity.

The Dragon Emperor glanced at Qiongqi, whose wings were now tattered, and nodded in satisfaction as it let out a low growl. Qiongqi, you did well this time. In our Dragon Palace, we fight with fearlessness and ferocity.

The dark-red colossal beast, over 1,200 meters in length, rumbled excitedly. Thank you for your praise, my king!

The Dragon Emperor continued with a deep roar. Everyone fought well this time. Qiongqi, you take one middle-stage and one beginning-stage mythical crystal. Saixitia, the same for you.

Big Horn, you take five peak level 9 crystals. That should be enough for you to enter hibernation and break through to the mythical level.

The remaining level 8 and 9 crystals will be reserved for Baxia and the others. Their strength is too weak; they need to improve, or they won’t even be able to guard our territory.

These crystals contained dense life essence and law particles, which colossal beasts could directly absorb without developing resistance, making them incredibly valuable.

The level 8 crystals were equivalent to ordinary god-level resources, while the level 9 crystals were comparable to high-grade god-level resources, and the mythical crystals were even more precious than top-grade god-level resources.

This was why the Dragon Emperor had decided to exterminate every last magma giant.