Mythical Era: My Evolution into a Celestial Beast

Chapter 335: Fate Like a Blade (II)

In a special ward at the largest hospital in Miamir City, Chen Chu stood calmly by the window. Beside him were Bai Yunfeng, who had hurried over, and a military doctor exuding a high-level aura.

Yan Ruoyi’s soul had weakened again. This time, the intensity had been stronger than before, causing her to pass out. How long it would take for her to wake up depended on her.

Such was life; accidents came suddenly, disrupting plans and arrangements.

With a slight sigh, Chen Chu turned his attention to the Thunder Fiery Emperor Beast.

After a day of eating, the Thunder Beast had finally consumed the rest of the Tiger Serpent, leaving only some remnants and the 170-meter-long crystallized spine. An icy blue color, it was connected to a half-shattered skull, emitting a fearsome aura that would terrify ordinary people.

This was a level 9 colossal beast, after all. Even its remnants were something ordinary beings couldn’t approach or desecrate.

The Thunder Beast had now grown to eighty-nine meters, becoming even more massive and formidable, as it exuded the overwhelming presence of a giant creature.

Too bad the spatial passage is too small. Just this spine alone is worth thousands of contribution points; it could be used to create orbital weapons or high-grade mechs.

The Thunder Beast gave the spine one last regretful glance, then looked around in thought.

Perhaps this would make a better base than the current Crystal Dragon Palace near the desolate island. This place was its own private little world, with rich transcendent energy, both land and water, and a distant active volcano to drive away the darkness.

With the entrance three to four thousand kilometers offshore, at a depth of over four thousand meters, this was much more suitable as a stronghold.

Roar!

The Silver Colossal Dragon, which had been sleeping for a day, let out a low growl and suddenly stood up. Its wings spread wide, and an even more powerful draconic power erupted from its body.

Boom!

Under the tangible pressure, the ground cracked, and the surrounding air vibrated, forming waves of air that surged out like a tsunami and caused sand and rocks to fly with an astonishing force.

This time, the king-level Silver Dragon's bloodline had received a significant boost, and its body had undergone some adjustments. Its head was now broader, and its form more harmonious.

Even its scales appeared more crystalline and translucent, looking like a graceful silver crystal dragon from a distance.

Roar! What am I thinking, graceful my foot. The Thunder Beast shook its head. It was absurd to think that an eighty-meter-long, ferocious dragon could be associated with the word "graceful.”

Seeing the movement, the Silver Dragon asked with a puzzled expression, Roar! Batian, is there a problem?

The Thunder Beast changed the subject with a low growl. Roar! No problem. By the way, Saixitia, what do you think about making this place our new palace?

Roar! Moving? The Silver Dragon was taken aback.

The Thunder Beast shook its head. Roar! It's not really moving. We’re colossal beasts, we don't have much in terms of possessions. It's just about rebuilding the ice crystal palace here.

Just rebuilding? Then why don't you do it? Don't you know it's exhausting? the Silver Dragon silently complained.

Roar! Of course, if you think rebuilding the ice crystal palace is too tiring, we can all just lie on the ground for meetings.

Roar! That's unacceptable.

The thought of a bunch of colossal beasts lying on a desolate island for meetings, roaring and squeaking at each other, made the Silver Dragon shudder. It would be so undignified.

The great Saixitia was meant to establish a colossal beast empire, after all. If its mother saw that the empire's headquarters was a broken island, she would mock it for ten years.

Roar! By the way, Ghidorah also has ice abilities. Although not as good as yours, Saixitia, how about we let it handle this task?

The Silver Dragon snorted. Roar! A mere ice crystal palace? Leave it to the great Saixitia.

For the sake of pride and its responsibility as the ruler of the Dragon Palace, the task of building a new ice palace fell squarely on Saixitia's shoulders.

Seeing this, the Thunder Beast's mouth curled into a grim smile.

Being the leader of a faction wasn't easy. You had to work when there was work, and take the blame when things went wrong.

With the Thunder Beast’s guidance, the Silver Dragon began its full-scale effort, unleashing tsunamis as it leveled the entire island and covered it with a ten-meter-thick layer of ice for the foundation.

The Thunder Beast’s design for the new Dragon Palace would cover the entire island, spanning dozens of the surrounding reef islands to form a palace complex encompassing both land and water.

Beasts like the Single-horned Kun, who couldn't go ashore, would live in the underwater palaces. Meanwhile, half of the main hall would be built in the sea, making it convenient for future meetings.

Just as the Silver Dragon was halfway through building the palace, the Nine-headed Serpent Ghidorah awoke.

Roar! Ghidorah, you woke up just in time. Go help Saixitia build the new Dragon Palace. This will be our new headquarters.

Hearing that there was work to be done, Ghidorah was filled with enthusiasm. Its nine heads let out chaotic roars. Roar! Roar! Roar! No problem, leave it, to me.

The Silver Dragon, now panting from exhaustion, pretended not to see this.

Even with Ghidorah's help, it took more than half a day to cover the two-kilometer-diameter island with a layer of hard ice and build over ten palaces, each over three hundred meters tall and two hundred meters wide.

Adding the auxiliary palaces scattered across the reefs, it took an entire day to complete the work.

Roar! I can't go on. I'm exhausted.

The Silver Dragon lay on the ice, wings drooping, eyes rolling back, and looking utterly worn out.

On the other side of the palace, Ghidorah was in a similar state. Its massive body lay on the ice with its nine heads sprawled out, tongues hanging as they gasped for air.

They had practically transformed half of the micro-world. Even for level 8 colossal beasts, the energy expenditure was immense.

In the distance, the Thunder Beast stood on a hundred-meter-high ice platform, overlooking the grand palace complex with satisfaction.

Roar! Excellent. This is the Dragon Palace I envisioned.

The micro-world was now dominated by ice, with a fiery lava lake at the back and an active volcano spewing black toxic smoke in the distance.

Under the red glow of the flames, it looked like a scene from an ancient apocalypse, magnificently grand.

Glancing at the two exhausted colossal beasts lying on the ground, the Thunder Beast growled. Roar! You two rest here. I'm going to patrol the area and find some food.

Although it had already eaten the Tiger Serpent, most of the energy had been converted into body growth and evolution points. The Thunder Beast's essence and life force, depleted from feeding the purple dragon egg, still needed replenishing; it had to eat a lot more meat.

As it lay weakly on the ground with limbs sprawled out and wings slightly flapping, the Silver Dragon growled. Roar! Go ahead, I need a good rest.