Global Dungeon: I Can See the Status Bar

He twisted his limbs forcefully, raising his arms and shouting, “My followers who have slumbered for ten thousand years! Servants! Offspring! Awaken, awaken! Kill all these daring outsiders!”

The Big Crow, sensitive to the presence of death, asked Lu Wenwu, “What did that worm just say, caw?”

Previously, whether it was the Old Dragon King showing off or Lu Wenwu playing along, they were using a unique language of this world that Wu Jianqing couldn’t understand at all.

Lu Wenwu took off his long robe, put away the table, and revealed a body of strong, well-built muscles.

Then he twisted his neck with a sinister smile and said, “This old thing is summoning minions. Brothers, let’s charge together! Take care of those trash he summoned, leave Old Deng to me!”

“Violent Dragon, can you handle it yourself?”

Xu Changjiang chanted a summoning magic spell while his summoned beast held up a sign with writing on it.

“I have to be able to handle it, how else would I know if I don’t try?” Lu Wenwu licked his lips, excitement gleaming in his eyes, “Little Milk Cow, remember to buff me!”

The pretentious AC Little Milk Cow didn’t say a word.

The response was the soaring and exciting melody of the Hunting Flute and a dazzling array of buffs.

Feeling the massive combat power boost from Ghost Transformation (Large), the Qi Blood coursed more vigorously and intensely through Lu Wenwu’s body, and his whole aura was crazily elevated in an instant.

The statue of the Divine Dragon, coiled on the beams, burst out with a final brilliance, then shattered inch by inch, becoming a heap of debris.

All around the grand hall, streams of black sludge flowed, revealing one by one the ancient servants of the Dragon Palace.

They were once the dancing girls, musicians, ministers, and servants of the Dragon King.

Now, having been dead for many years, they were forcibly “awakened” by the Old Dragon King, in their decayed shells, to fight for the Dragon Palace.

They rose on their tattered bodies, with shriveled, broken internal organs and bones exposed.

Arms and tentacles, seemingly rejuvenated, bore human faces and their original faces on the same head, and their damaged vocal cords could no longer vibrate the air, making a soul-piercing shrill roar.

Shrimp, crab, fish, starfish, jellyfish, sea urchin, clam…

All that was happening in the grand hall was like an Atlantis version of a zombie crisis.

“How disgusting, caw! All of you die for your grandpa!”

Feeling creepy, Wu Jianqing instantly hurled out a multitude of sword lights, being the first to attack these decayed remnants of the Dragon Palace.

The razor-sharp sword lights smashed the opponents’ skulls, but they still couldn’t stop their broken bodies.

Only by slicing up and smashing the decayed bones and blood, and then having Xu Changjiang’s summoned beast ignite and burn them to ashes, could these restless souls finally be laid to rest.

Looking at the piles of dark cyanic flesh, Wu Jianqing felt he might not want to eat seafood for a long time…

The battlefield of his teammates had already entered into a white-hot phase.

Meanwhile, Lu Wenwu and the Old Dragon King had yet to make a move.

The Old Dragon King absorbed the remaining life essence of the nine Divine Dragons, his strength surged, and his blood volume soared, yet he still had not recovered to S Tier.

A satisfied expression appeared simultaneously on both his faces, and as he looked at Lu Wenwu, it was as if he was looking at an insignificant ant.

“Mortal, are you afraid, unwilling to battle me?”

“You might look ugly, but you sure think highly of yourself.” Lu Wenwu’s smile grew ever brighter, “I’m just waiting for you to raise your purity so I can enjoy myself fully!”

The Old Dragon King didn’t understand those previous words.

But he understood one word — enjoy.

He was being underestimated!

A mere mortal, a creature as humble as dust, the lowest of blood food, dared to speak disrespectfully to the lord of the seas, insulting the great Dragon Race!

Must be executed!

The Old Dragon King’s already burning anger suddenly transformed into monstrous killing intent, directly aimed at Lu Wenwu.

“You! Die!”