MMORPG: Divine Mech Hunter

The eyes of the Black Dragon Demigod flickered with a trace of mockery: "Oh, so this is the person I've never met before, huh. But now the Black Dragon clan is about to face extinction, so don't put on airs with me. By the way, I feel the presence of a powerful contract, and let me say, once in the past you were the revered matriarch of the Black Dragon clan. But now you've willingly become an insignificant human servant. What exactly do you intend to do? Are you trying to make me feel ashamed, or are you planning to give birth to new brothers and sisters with this damned, stinking human? Hmm? My dear Mother."

Not only did the face of the Black Dragon Queen darken, but Li Yao's face also turned grim. Is this really what a Demigod would say? For a moment, Li Yao thought about changing his target and directly annihilating the capital of the Lizardmen, then finding a way to kill this demigod. Damn, he is so vile.

The Black Dragon Queen has thousands of years of lifespan and experience. Though angered in her heart, she remained unchanged on the surface and said calmly: "I have never been the mother of a bastard like you. You've tarnished the word. Moreover, whether the Black Dragon clan prospers or declines, you have never been part of the Black Dragon clan. You were always a mongrel, born from your vile Lizard mother who was raped by a madman. Do you think being a demigod makes you powerful? You're merely the lowest rank of demigod, attained through bloodline and sacrificial power. When you interact with other deities, do you feel their disdain for you? You're not mistaken. Even as a god, you cannot change your essence, worthless god of trash."

"Very well, very well. If you were at your peak, I would naturally retreat. But unfortunately, now you don't even possess the power to transcend into holiness. Let me make you understand that in this world, strength reigns supreme. Titles mean nothing before my iron fist; they will shatter." The eyes of the Black Dragon Demigod spewed fire, and a blazing red long spear appeared in his hand.

Li Yao also nodded: "Indeed, strength is supreme. Truly befitting of the wild spawn born after Deathwing went mad."

"Die!"

The Black Dragon's momentum exploded, blowing away the surrounding Lizardmen like straw, and their aerial mounts howled as they plummeted from the sky.

"Oh gods, oh ancestors, why must you kill even us."

The Lizardmen screaming desperately as they fell from the heights were surrounded by a blood aura, unable to move, facing certain death upon impact.

"You worthless ones could have sacrificed to let me use even greater power. But you were so cowardly and timid, unworthy of being my descendants. Your bloodline is my gift, yet now I will take it back."

The Dragon Head was completely dumbfounded. Damn, what kind of demigod is this? They summoned him without destroying the enemy and yet killed the summoners first.

The Soul White Light floated up, and the Dragon Head was full of confusion. What had they done? Damn NPCs, they are indeed mad. This is an NPC modeled after our reality's dragon god, utter trash. Who summons powerful allies to deal with enemies, only to be destroyed themselves first?

Even if the Lizardmen are barbaric and primitive, this is too much.

But regardless of what he thought, Li Yao and the Black Dragon Demigod cared not; at this moment, he only wanted to destroy the air fortress before him and eliminate those inside.

BOOM!

The long spear in the Black Dragon Demigod's hand struck with countless streams of light, crashing into the warship's magic barrier.

The warship was instantly pushed back several thousand yards, its light shield rippling with fiercely intense waves from the light streams.

Even a crack appeared, but the moment it did, a dim network seemed to envelop the warship from within.

"With the Magic Net's shroud, as long as the energy remains, you can't break this barrier." The Black Dragon Queen sneered.

"Then let's see how many Energy Stones you have." The Black Dragon's assaults continued, the long spear striking the barrier like raindrops on banana leaves, seeming light.

But in reality, each strike contained immense force, the colossal warship shifting horizontally in the air under the Black Dragon's attacks, from the front of the fortress to the back, spanning the entire stronghold.

"We high elves lack nothing, except Energy Stones." Li Yao smirked. Only after becoming the Legion Commander of the Drying Sun did Li Yao truly understand the high elves' opulence and learned a secret of the high elves.

For thousands of years, the Sunwell provided energy, most of which replenished this world and realm, but a small portion could never be entirely absorbed by the high elves.

Many energy nodes daily yield large quantities of energy crystals, which the high elves secretly hoarded. Otherwise, the value of energy crystals in this world would drop like cabbage.

Yet the high elves controlled the flow and traded with other races, especially acquiring vast goods from the goblins. The high elves simply waited to harvest energy crystals endlessly, never able to expend them fully.

This is why the kingdom, even in its hardest times, was incredibly lavish. It's not that they don't economize; it's simply unnecessary. The high elves have nothing but wealth.

Luxurious to the point where they have no candles, only magic lamps; extravagant to the extent all patrol guards are robust Arcane Sentinels and Mechs; excessive enough that even sweeping is done with a Magic Broom, as you can imagine.

These energy-consuming warships, viewed as wasteful by Li Yao, were mere trifles to the high elves, especially now that the Drying Sun Legion controlled the Ghost Land, yielding energy crystals daily that left Li Yao speechless.

But Li Yao couldn't sell them; he could only use them for himself, the Legion, and the guild.

Hence, Li Yao used to be concerned about the energy cost of the shield, but now he could let the Black Dragon attack for a hundred years.

"Little insect, I remember you, but this time you won't be as lucky as last time." The Black Dragon Demigod sneered.

"I also have fond memories of your thigh. I must say that pan-fried, braised, no matter how it's made, it's exceedingly delicious. It's the best roasted ham I've ever tasted. I suppose you're aware of my recent cravings and specially brought me meat, huh? Oh, the legs have grown back; they should be quite tender." Li Yao smacked his lips and said.

"Damn..." The Black Dragon Demigod's face turned green. The shame of past defeat had mocked him for long enough. He appeared now with many observing secretly, though without divine presence. To be humiliated by a little insect infuriated him to madness.

Rays of dazzling and perilous light fell upon the warship's shield, their attacks growing increasingly concentrated.

"This way of playing is pointless. Let's change the battlefield. Let your descendants see how laughable and worthless the opportunity they've sacrificed countless lives for is." Li Yao held the warship's magic key, sneering: "Activate, Dimensional Travel."...