The setting sun, like blood, cast its serene light upon the vast stadium, plating every inch of the land with a faint golden glow, making this post-apocalyptic ruin appear sacred.
Inside the dilapidated stadium, a colossal Ironclad Dragon lay in the center, its heavy armor gleaming with a strange light under the setting sun, as if it were the battle armor of a deity left in the mortal world, appearing exceptionally valiant and powerful.
Liu Yun had quietly snuck back to the stadium. Several Fishmen were in front of him; though their appearance was strange and even somewhat terrifying, they now followed Liu Yun docilely, their eyes glinting with wisdom and loyalty. Their panels shimmered with a ghostly blue or deep green luster under the setting sun, forming a stark contrast with the surroundings and adding a touch of mystery.
Next were the Black Panther and the White Tiger. These two fierce beasts were exceptionally large, almost on par with the Ironclad Dragon, and both possessed Early Stage Dominator strength, their muscles sleek and powerful. The Black Panther's fur was as black as midnight, while the White Tiger's was like the purest snow on a mountaintop. Both exuded a chilling majesty, yet at this moment, they stood quietly, displaying absolute obedience to Liu Yun.
"Hmph, this Ironclad Dragon must live well. Its teeth are extremely precious to me; I need to utilize them sustainably!"
He looked at the Ironclad Dragon before him, his heart surging. He knew he might not be its match, but he still intended to try and fully master this Ironclad Dragon, taming it into a battle pet.
The base's upgrade required a continuous supply of Ironclad Dragon teeth. By taming the Ironclad Dragon, Liu Yun would not lack Upgrade Materials for a while.
Therefore, he had prepared a large number of tamed monsters to consume the Ironclad Dragon's guards. At the same time, he would also personally enter the fray. The Ironclad Dragon's armor defense was extremely abnormal, and controlling this Ironclad Dragon would not be easy.
At least Yang Xiaolong, Buleika, and others all felt this was an impossible task; none were willing to come. Liu Yun had severely suppressed his strength using his Mechanical Race Clone.
There was no need to stick together for a suicidal mission. These people, in the end, still didn't trust Liu Yun. Liu Yun was happy to save himself the trouble of looking after these women and came alone.
At this moment, in the center of the stadium, the Ironclad Dragon's heart was suddenly enveloped by fear and unease.
"Roar~"
This colossal creature slowly rose, its pair of fiery red eyes sending shivers down one's spine.
It stood approximately five meters tall, but its body stretched an astonishing ten meters long, especially its tail, which was also a staggering ten meters long! Its entire physique appeared exceptionally slender, and at the center of its forehead, a curved black horn stood erect, adding a touch of mystery and majesty.
For a while, it had felt something strange, but couldn't quite pinpoint it, as if many enemies were lurking around. Yet, every time it looked around, it couldn't find any foes.
In front of the stadium's towering gates, over a hundred massive monsters gathered. Each one was a Beast General-level entity, forming the backbone of this terrifying beast horde, inspiring awe and dread.
At the forefront of this massive beast horde, two colossal beasts, like Incarnations of flame, were particularly striking. Their entire bodies were covered in fiery red scales, pure in color without any impurities, radiating an intense heat. Most terrifyingly, on the large heads of these two giant beasts, three sharp, highly curved, and forward-pointing horns stood erect, like the sharpest blades, causing a chill to run down one's spine and one's heart to race at first glance.
These were all its subordinates, including two Dominator-level Fire Scale Three Halberd Pigs. These two pigs were equivalent to human Gods of War.
With such a large group of powerful monsters as a barrier, the Ironclad Dragon finally settled down a bit, but at this moment, outside the stadium, roars suddenly echoed again.
Liu Yun had already announced the start of the battle. He held a controller that allowed him to observe everything around the stadium. His own monsters were blue dots, and enemy monsters were red dots. Everything felt like a game to Liu Yun.
As Liu Yun's finger lightly touched the controller in his hand, a meticulously planned contest of technology and biological power quietly began inside and outside the stadium. This was not just a battle, but a display of strategy and wisdom. Liu Yun seemed to transform into the Dominator of this game, controlling a monster army implanted with high-tech chips, launching an unprecedented offensive against the Ironclad Dragon and its beast horde.
In the sky, several modified pterosaurs took flight. Their wings were broad and powerful, each flap generating strong air currents. They were equipped with miniature thrusters and navigation Systems, and under Liu Yun's precise command, they swooped down into the stadium like accurate missiles, targeting the Ironclad Dragon and its surrounding Beast General guards. The pterosaurs' sharp beaks glinted with cold light, carrying tranquilizers or signal jammers, intending to weaken the Ironclad Dragon's combat power amidst the chaos.
On the ground, Liu Yun dispatched various ground monsters. Some were adept at digging tunnels for sneak attacks, others wore heavy armor for frontal assaults, and still others specialized in long-range attacks, firing powerful energy projectiles. The movements of these monsters were monitored in real-time by Liu Yun via the holographic screen on the controller. Every action was meticulously calculated to maximize the depletion of the Ironclad Dragon's and its subordinates' stamina and will.
Led by the Black Panther and White Tiger, these two Dominator-level fierce beasts, Liu Yun's monster army displayed unprecedented combat power and coordination. They did not charge blindly but followed Liu Yun's carefully laid out tactics, with the Black Panther and White Tiger as vanguards, launching precise and deadly strikes against the Ironclad Dragon and its guardian beast horde.
"Hmph, everything is as simple as a game!"
Liu Yun sneered, saying that with high technology in hand, eliminating monsters was almost like playing a game. Before the world encountered the cataclysm, everything already showed such a trend of development.
In the center of the controller screen, there was also a rapidly moving giant red dot, which was the Ironclad Dragon. Now it finally understood where the enemy was, and therefore had to make a big fuss!
As the Ironclad Dragon finally realized the source of the threat, it erupted with unprecedented rage and power, and the entire stadium seemed to tremble with its roar. The Ironclad Dragon's heavy armor gleamed with an even more dazzling light under the setting sun, as if every scale contained endless power and fury.
Facing Liu Yun's meticulously planned offensive, the Ironclad Dragon did not choose to flee or retreat, but instead launched a proactive counterattack. Its massive body suddenly leaped, like a crumbling mountain, instantly breaking through the defense line of the surrounding Beast General guards, charging directly towards Liu Yun's monster army. The Ironclad Dragon's tail was like a giant steel whip, drawing sharp arcs in the air, each swing accompanied by deafening whooshing sounds, sending monsters attempting to approach flying hundreds of meters away.
Seeing this, the Black Panther and White Tiger's eyes flashed with a hint of solemnity, but they did not retreat; instead, their fighting spirit was further ignited. The Black Panther's figure flickered, transforming into a black lightning bolt, circling to the side of the Ironclad Dragon, attempting to find a weakness to attack. The White Tiger, on the other hand, used its speed and strength to meet the Ironclad Dragon's charge head-on. The two collided in mid-air, producing dazzling sparks and a deafening roar.
However, all of this was ineffective. The Ironclad Dragon was a Peak Dominator monster, and neither the Black Panther nor the White Tiger was its match. Their attacks only resulted in a series of sparks, without any effect.
Although the Black Panther was extremely fast, it couldn't inflict any damage under the Ironclad Dragon's defense. In one mistake, the Black Panther's sharp claws failed to accurately hit the Ironclad Dragon's weak point; instead, it was fiercely struck by the Ironclad Dragon's steel-like tail. With a mournful shriek, the Black Panther's body was flung dozens of meters away like a broken kite, crashing heavily to the ground, blood splattering, its breath faint.
Seeing this, the White Tiger let out a furious roar, its fur standing on end. It became a white lightning bolt, pouncing straight for the Ironclad Dragon's neck. The White Tiger's fangs successfully touched the Ironclad Dragon's neck, but only a crisp "crack" was heard, and the White Tiger's fangs actually broke. Under the intense pain, the White Tiger's body trembled uncontrollably.
The Ironclad Dragon seized the opportunity to counterattack. Its massive front claws swung out fiercely, like two sharp giant blades, instantly tearing open the White Tiger's chest. Blood gushed out like a fountain, staining the White Tiger's snow-white fur and the surrounding earth. The White Tiger's eyes were filled with disbelief and despair. It let out one last mournful cry, then collapsed helplessly to the ground, its life force gradually extinguishing.
"Awooo!"
This Dragon Clan monster roared to the sky, single-handedly turning the tide of battle. Two Dominator-level Fire Scale Three Halberd Pigs also came to the Ironclad Dragon's side, seemingly to loyally guard the Ironclad Dragon.
At this moment, Liu Yun smiled faintly. The White Tiger's desperate move just now was not in vain; a shallow wound had already been left on the Ironclad Dragon's neck. All the arrangements had succeeded.