National Fortune Bonus: After the new player awakens at the maximum level, he will kill like crazy

The sound itself echoes, attempting to create a sense of holiness. It even stirs up resentment, projecting a massive, blurry, mosaic-quality image of Amaterasu behind it, attempting to add some authority to its "certification of destiny."

Zhulong Yu Wenjin had just finished a month-long battle and had rested for less than three minutes when he drew circles in the air with the tip of his tail (the circles created spatial ripples). Upon hearing this, the huge dragon head quickly turned around.

The pair of dragon eyes that were bigger than millstones glanced at De Chong's ghost with a bit of sleepiness and irritability amidst fatigue, and his eyes were full of... care for the mentally retarded?

"Emperor? Heaven's will?" Zhulong's voice was like thunder rolling across the sky, with a hint of impatience at being interrupted. "Oh..." Its huge dragon mouth opened into an extremely human arc, revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth that could chew through stars.

"What a coincidence, isn't it? I'm a 'True Dragon'! According to your makeshift logic, shouldn't I be called 'True Dragon Emperor'? According to seniority, you should call me ancestor! Understand?"

De Chong's Wrathful Spirit: "???" Its aura of "destiny" was instantly shaken by this crude "genealogy theory"! Before it could react...

"call--!"

The Candle Dragon's tail, thicker than an aircraft carrier, lashed out with a void-tearing shriek and a scorching, sulfurous breath. It was as simple as swatting a fly! Simple! Direct! Brutal!

"Baga--!" The vengeful spirit of De Chong only had time to curse halfway before he was hit hard by the tail that was wrapped in the magnificent dragon power!

"boom--!!!"

With a muffled thud, the mosaic-like image of Amaterasu behind De Chong's vengeful spirit, like a low-quality balloon, exploded with a "puff" into a cloud of resentful slag!

It itself flew out screaming and spinning like a spinning top hit by a naughty child! The "Emperor's Ornate Clothes" on its body was burned by the dragon's breath and it was emitting black smoke, and the chrysanthemum pattern was blurred!

"Destiny? I'll make you accept it!" Uncle Zhulong was no longer sleepy. He spiritedly retracted his tail and swiped the air with his massive dragon claws! An invisible force, like a cage of heaven and earth, instantly imprisoned De Chong's vengeful spirit, which was still spinning and leaping in the air!

“No! I am the one destined by heaven! I…” The vengeful spirit of De Chong struggled and roared, trying to gather the halo of “destiny” again.

"It belongs to you!" Zhulong interrupted impatiently, and shot out his dragon claws in the air!

“Swoosh—bang!”

The vengeful spirit of De Chong was like a glass marble shot out of a slingshot, slamming hard into a floating meteorite fragment! The impact made it see stars and overflow with resentment!

"It's destiny, right?" Zhulong hooked his claws again!

“Swoosh—bang!”

Another meteorite is destroyed!

"Will, right?" The claws flicked again!

“Swoosh—bang!”

The third meteorite shattered into slag!

Master Zhulong was in a playful mood, controlling the invisible force and treating the De Chong vengeful spirit as a bouncy ball, ricocheting it back and forth between several huge meteorite fragments with a "bang bang bang" sound! Every impact was accompanied by the vengeful spirit's screams and the collapse of its resentment!

“Ah! Stop! I am…”

"Bullshit! It's your honor to be kicked around by our ancestors!" Zhulong lashed out with his tail, and the vengeful spirit of De Chong, who had just gathered some resentment, was blown away again!

The vengeful spirit of De Chong was beaten so hard that he was dazed and disoriented. The little bit of "destiny" on his body had long been shattered to pieces, leaving only the charred body caused by the dragon's breath and the resentment leaking out everywhere.

It looked at the golden dragon in the distance, its tail swaying leisurely, its eyes filled with the expression "Is that all?" An unprecedented feeling of frustration and self-doubt surged in its heart...

"Puff!" A mouthful of pure resentment (the equivalent of divine blood) gushed out! It finally understood... the meaning of destiny! In the face of absolute power, it was nothing more than a rag being kicked around by a true dragon!

"Woo..." De Chong's wraith let out a mournful wail (the sound of physical air leaking). Sensing the power of the Cthulhu leaving him, he collapsed into a pile of meteorite debris, like a spoiled fish, staring blankly into the depths of the universe... His dream of becoming an emperor was shattered. It was shattered more thoroughly than a meteorite whipped by a dragon's tail.

Zhulong Yu Wenjin snorted, puffing out two clouds of sulfur smoke. He flicked his tail in relief but also in boredom. "Tsk, so boring. I thought we could play for a while longer."

He didn't plan to sleep, so he turned around and wandered off to find his next entertainment. Hiding his achievements and fame, he remained only a vengeful spirit, doubting the existence of gods and slowly dying, pondering the nature of "destiny" in the garbage dump of the universe.

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Fun 3 - "Bishezha's 'Buffet' Transformed into a 'Big Eater Contest'"

Bhishekhara, the evil god in the ancient Indian pantheon who made his fortune from the "corpse buffet", had just been pulled out of the coffin by Azathoth and was starving.

It plunged into the battlefield, thinking about the cannon fodder (human soldiers) everywhere, and its saliva almost flowed like the Ganges!

"Hehehe... Let's eat!" Bishezhe rubbed his illusory claws (if he had any), excitedly locking onto an unlucky guy who had just been killed by a stray bullet.

It opened its massive, black hole-like maw, and a surge of suction poured out—death energy, resentment, soul fragments… all of them were its prey! With a sip, it burped contentedly, feeling its strength increase by +1!

"Fighting humans? A sure win!" It thought happily, "This battlefield is like a 24-hour five-star buffet restaurant! Every time one of them dies, I become stronger. If a whole group dies, I'll ascend right on the spot!"

It aimed at the next target and was about to "order"...but...the opponent didn't play according to the routine at all!

The human commander (suspected to be remotely controlled by the profiteer Qi Mo) waved his hand: "Send out the divine beasts! Close the door! Release the dogs!"

Then, a deafening roar (a dog barking) was heard! "Awooo!" A huge black hole covered with fangs and dripping with sticky saliva (the mouth of the Taotie) suddenly appeared in front of it!

"Slurp!" The Taotie's abyssal maw suddenly sucked in! The warm, deadly resentment that Bishezhe had just inhaled was instantly sucked away by most of it! Even the unfortunate man's corpse was almost snatched away by the Taotie's mouth!

Bishezhe: “???” Where’s my food?! Who the hell stole my buffet?!

Unconvinced, it aimed at another battlefield ruin that had just been blasted to smithereens by magic, a thick aura of death! "Move!"

"Ouch—slurp!"

Taotie followed him like a shadow! With a wide mouth, like a vacuum cleaner, it sucked away most of the pure death energy! Finally, it smacked its lips and burped loudly at Bishezhe: "Burp~ This resentment... is fermenting well, quite powerful!"

Bishezha was so angry that black smoke was rising from his body! He was furious! He decided to use his ultimate move! He aimed at a team of heroes being torn to pieces by a counter-type monster. The quality of his death energy was amazing!

"Come here...!"