Chapter 170: Surrendering Way Too Fast
Taking advantage of the dog-headed soldiers not yet having fully gathered, Lu Chen descended rapidly from the sky, carrying the force of a thousand jun, and smashed his claws down toward a few dog-headed soldiers.
Thud... A large crater was blasted directly into the ground, and the bodies of those dog-headed soldiers were completely pulverized.
The next moment, they resurrected.
Lu Chen was completely out of options and could only fly back into the sky to evade, while calculating his currently available mutated abilities.
"Bloodline Atavism" was out of the question—it was mainly used for tempering the physical body and was utterly useless in combat.
As for "Compressed Energy Blast" and "Marsh of the Earth," these two mutated abilities had just been tried and yielded no effect.
Military Array Domain... Unfortunately, Lu Chen had come out single-handedly this time and had not brought a thousand Crocodile Guard soldiers with him; otherwise, he would never have been in such a sorry state.
Why not try the inner space?
With no other solutions to be found, Lu Chen had no choice but to treat a dead horse as a live one.
With a slight movement of his consciousness, countless black-mud flying birds descended once more.
Taking advantage of the fact that the dog-headed soldiers had not yet gathered, Lu Chen rushed swiftly in front of a squad, channeling the laws of energy.
Several zhang away, a whirlpool suddenly appeared, and the surrounding air rapidly collapsed.
Before the few dog-headed soldiers could react, they were sucked into it.
Immediately, they vanished abruptly from where they stood.
When they reappeared, they had already fallen into the inner space.
Upon being sucked into the inner space, the crimson eyes of the several dog-headed soldiers instantly dimmed and lost their luster.
Crack, crack...
Much like robots that had lost their energy transmission, their bodies grew rigid, and then they successively plunged into the swampy black mud, motionless.
It really worked!
A surge of great joy filled Lu Chen's heart.
In his conscious detection, those fellows no longer possessed any aura of vitality, which had been replaced instead by the decaying, fishy odor of corpses.
At that moment, a commotion stirred within the swampy black mud.
Seven or eight thick tree roots emerged, swiftly wrapping around the corpses of the dog-headed soldiers and carrying them back. The roots coiled together to form white cocoons, which hung from the branches.
A-Mu certainly had a good appetite, showing no aversion to the stench of these mummified corpses.
Seeing that the method was effective, Lu Chen completely relaxed and proceeded to replicate the process.
Everything became very simple: first, fire compressed energy blasts to bombard and scatter the enemy military array. Then, open the inner space and vacuum the squads of dog-headed soldiers into it one by one.
Even the dog-headed leader who controlled the military array was no exception, likewise becoming A-Mu's food.
In a mere two or three minutes, only a pitiful few combatants remained in the arena.
These were specifically left behind by Lu Chen because he wanted to study why they could come back to life from the dead.
Lacking the spell-chanting of the dog-headed leader, the movements of the remaining dog-headed soldiers became extremely stiff.
Lu Chen condensed a miniature compressed energy blast and blew one of the dog-headed soldiers into smithereens.
After waiting for a few minutes, this fellow did not reappear.
It seemed things were just as he had guessed: it was precisely because the dog-headed leader chanted spells that they were able to continuously resurrect from the dead. Once these fellows were sucked into the inner space, they were placed within a different domain.
With the inside and outside isolated, the spell-chanting laws recited by the dog-heads naturally ceased to work.
Feeling confident that he had figured out the principle behind it, Lu Chen did not let these fellows exist any longer and swiftly swept them into the inner space.
However, the matter was not yet over.
Lu Chen was still trapped within the transparent barrier and needed to shatter it before he could truly break free.
Boom, boom...
Bang!
Crack!
Lacking the interference of the dog-headed soldiers, under Lu Chen's relentless consecutive attacks, the indestructible transparent barrier finally emitted cracking sounds and subsequently shattered.
The surrounding void shook violently, and all sorts of anomalies vanished.
Turning his head, he saw a black dot fleeing rapidly toward the edge of the sky.
It was that lizard king; sure enough, it was not dead.
With a slight shift of Lu Chen's consciousness, the black-mud flying boat instantly transformed into the shape of a raindrop.
He leaped into it, and within a few breaths, his speed had reached Mach 2... The flying boat resembled a hurtling shooting star, its glowing tail flame cutting the void in two.
His target was aimed at the lizard king a dozen miles ahead.
The moment all the dog-headed soldiers were wiped out, this fellow naturally sensed that something was amiss. It immediately put away the pyramid magical artifact and fled in flight.
At this moment, having distanced itself from the Divine Man Graveyard, the lizard king breathed a secret sigh of relief and intended to stop for a brief rest.
Suddenly, it heard a rumbling sound of thunder coming from behind once more.
Instinctively, it felt that the thunder carried a terrifying, heart-palpitating aura.
The lizard king hurriedly turned its head and saw a massive black shadow reaching its vicinity in the blink of an eye.
Like a small mountain pressing down from above... there was nowhere to dodge!
Boom!!
The miniature mountain slammed into the lizard king's body, which weighed several dozen tons.
Before it had time to make any movement, it was knocked straight out of the void and crashed heavily into the earth.
It was like a mushroom cloud explosion!
Within a radius of several miles, trees, boulders, and soil were instantly turned to dust as if made of paper.
At the bottom of the huge crater, the lizard king let out a miserable, shrill scream, its breath hanging by a thread.
Lu Chen had not expected this fellow to be so stubbornly hard to kill.
Hit by his full-strength attack, it still wasn't dead.
However, that worked out well, as there were still many things he wanted to question the creature about. From what the lizard king had said earlier, it seemed to have survived in this realm for thousands of years.
If it wasn't lying, then it should know many secrets concerning the Lost Continent.
"Spare my life, spare my life! This majesty is willing to serve you as master, as long as you spare me from death!" Before Lu Chen could speak, the lizard king shook its massive head and voiced out, its beastly pupils filled with a fawning expression.
"Oh? Serve me as master?" Lu Chen was somewhat speechless.
Considering this fellow was a leader of the lizard race, it surrendered far too quickly.
His prior intuition had been correct; it had absolutely no backbone.
"Yes, My Lord! As long as you can let me live, all three thousand dragons will submit to Your Excellency as subjects. In addition, I am willing to offer fifty thousand spiritual stones as a ransom."
"Spiritual stones—how many?!" Lu Chen thought he had misheard.
"Fifty thousand, as long as Lord spares me..." Seeing that the reptile before it was tempted, the lizard king hastily emphasized.
Lu Chen didn't know whether the opponent was lying to him, but at least one point was certain: a spiritual stone vein truly existed in this different space.
The reason he hadn't found it earlier was most likely because his location was wrong, or it had already been mined.
"Very good! If you can truly produce fifty thousand spiritual stones, this Dragon King keeps his word and accepts your lizard race as subjects!"
"The lizard race? Thank you, Dragon King Lord, for bestowing a name upon our clan!" The fellow was extremely tactful; upon hearing the reptile call itself a dragon, it immediately changed how it referred to itself.
Lu Chen had no intention of deceiving the lizard monster. If this fellow could genuinely produce fifty thousand spiritual stones, he would certainly spare them.
One had to know that a few months ago, when he helped the people of the Xia Country drive away a swarm of Kaiju, after all that busywork, he only received ten thousand spiritual stones as remuneration. Selling the spiritual energy cannons and magical artifacts in the misty space only fetched a little over forty thousand spiritual stones.
If he could easily acquire fifty thousand spiritual stones, he would wake up laughing in his dreams.
This waterfall space was large enough to accommodate two clans.
Furthermore, Lu Chen was not afraid of the lizard race rebelling.
As long as his own strength was sufficient, they wouldn't be able to turn the tables.
At worst, he would just kill them again.