Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 163 Desert Tyrant!

"Hmm? No fighter bond?"

Mo Lang waited for a few minutes and found that no Easter eggs or side quests were triggered. This made him frown: "Could it be because this is the version of the Chosen Lucky Star? Only the Lucky Star has Easter eggs that trigger side quests?"

Shaking his head, Mo Lang stopped thinking about it. The Land of Fortune was enough for him to explore for a long time, and he also had to cross the Shurima Desert. If the other bonds had a corresponding place, it would take him a long time to find these places alone.

"It seems that the secret to continuing to upgrade my base is really in the land of Fuxing?" Mo Lang became more and more determined in this idea.

Because this is the version of Chosen Lucky Star, the key lies in the word Lucky Star.

Of course, if I guess wrong, just pretend I didn’t say anything.

Since there was no easter egg, Mo Lang chose to return to the base and prepare to continue exploring the Shurima Desert.

"I obtained a fragment of the sun disc yesterday, which means the Ascension Platform can reappear. I might have a chance to clear the Ascension Platform and let my chess piece break through to the Demigod level!"

Mo Lang returned to the base and saw that the rewards from the Tower of Trials were almost the same as yesterday, so he took Xia Chuchu and teleported to the Shurima Desert.

As soon as he arrived at the Shurima Desert, Mo Lang opened the system's small map and found that this place was at least ten times larger than the Twisted Jungle. This made him frown and think: "How long will it take to get out of this desert?"

At the same time, the wind blowing in their faces was so hot that they could feel the burning sensation even when wearing masks.

The temperature is at least over 38 degrees.

Mo Lang originally didn't want Xia Chuchu to come along because she had relatives visiting, but Xia Chuchu said it was okay and she wanted to take some photos in the desert.

Mo Lang didn't stop him.

After all, Chinese women are always strong-willed and are willing to do anything to make a film.

Otherwise, no one would want to learn photography in the morning, piano tuning at noon, lock picking in the afternoon, and working as a designated driver in the evening.

However, Mo Lang was not short of supplies. Xia Chuchu had already been fully armed, so there was no need to worry about getting tanned. She also armed Mo Lang as well.

"It would be great if I could drive an off-road vehicle so I can sit inside and enjoy the air conditioning." Mo Lang was daydreaming again.

As Mo Lang advanced, he left behind corpses of sand crawler monsters all over the ground, and the dropped magic balls were picked up by Mo Lang. He looked at the small map and found that it had been four hours and he had not walked less than one-tenth of the way.

"This isn't a good way to go. There's no new teleportation point. If I come here tomorrow, I'll have to start all over again. This cycle will repeat itself over and over again. Where on earth will I end up in the Land of Fortune?"

Mo Lang looked at the endless desert and became worried.

Rumble!
After Mo Lang walked for another hour, loud noises suddenly came from all around, as if a prehistoric beast had awakened, causing the sand to begin to tremble.

At the same time, Mo Lang also saw piles of sand arched on the backs of the Sand Walkers continuously coming from all directions. There were so many of them that Mo Lang couldn't even keep up with them.

"Fuck, did I poke the Sand Walker's hole?" Mo Lang immediately became alert.

"boom!"

The dull roar was like an ancient war drum, tearing through the silence of the desert.

In an instant, the earth shook violently, and sand surged like boiling golden soup. Two huge monsters broke out of the ground, and their giant tails slapped the ground, raising a curtain of yellow sand dozens of meters high. In the dust that covered the sky, even the sun was dyed a turbid khaki color.

Then, there were dense "crackling" sounds coming from beneath the surface, as if countless chains had broken free from their shackles, and hundreds of sand crawlers broke out of the ground. Their limbs, as thick as stone pillars, slammed into the sand, but their thin torsos were covered with hard shells like carapaces, shaped like giant, severed bamboo shoots, rising and falling among the sand dunes.

Mo Lang's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw this. In the center of the swarming sand walkers, a giant creature known as the "Desert Tyrant" raised its head. It was an existence that surpassed the limits of race!

Desert Tyrant——Emperor Level!
Desert Queen——Emperor Level!
They turned out to be two royal-level sand crawlers whose sizes far exceeded those of ordinary sand crawlers!
These two imperial-level sand crawlers, their ten-meter-tall bodies supported by ten limbs as thick as water tanks, their carapaces covered in cracks like ravines, each crevice embedded with dried bones. The protruding compound eyes on either side of their heads glowed faintly green, like clusters of will-o'-the-wisp fire. Their mouths opened and closed, revealing three layers of serrated jaws, dripping with sticky digestive fluid, sizzling green smoke on the sand.

Their dark green compound eyes looked at Mo Lang, filled with endless anger, because it was this human being in front of them who killed countless of their people today!
"Human, you will pay a heavy price for your actions!" The Desert Queen let out a sharp and piercing roar like a woman, full of resentment.

"How much does it hurt?"

After Mo Lang saw that the other party was only at the emperor level, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile on his face.

"???"

The Desert Queen was stunned.

How painful is it?
I haven't really thought about this question.

However, when it saw the playful smile on Mo Lang's face, it knew it was being laughed at, and immediately kicked the Desert Tyrant beside it: "What are you still standing there for? Hurry up and swallow these humans!"

But the Desert Tyrant standing aside didn't move at all. He just stood there in a daze, his eyes showing fear and horror, as if he had seen a ghost or something incredible.

"What's your expression?"

Seeing this, the Desert Queen looked in the direction her man was looking with confusion. Her originally angry eyes turned into horror and fear. Her whole body was shaking, and her huge mouth trembled as she said, "Ah...Ah...Azir!"

It never thought that it would see Azir, the Emperor of Shurima!
Soon, it discovered something was wrong. It seemed that the opponent was not strong...

"Could it be that he was seriously injured?"

The Desert Tyrant also sensed the thoughts of the Desert Queen and spoke in the same way.

"If that's the case, let's just swallow each other and absorb the divine crystals in their bodies. Maybe we can go one step further and become demigods, a level our race has never reached!"

The Desert Queen grew more and more excited as she spoke, and the look she gave Azir changed from fear to...

Greed and desire!
It was as if I saw myself becoming an epic demigod.

"No, what are you guys doing whispering over there?"

Mo Lang looked at the other side and saw that they suddenly stopped fighting and instead kept muttering. He said impatiently: "Don't even think about surrendering and becoming my mount. You are too ugly. Ugly reject!"

"Boy, you are pretending to be your mother!"

Upon hearing this, the Desert Tyrant became furious and attacked the chess piece in front of Mo Lang.

I am the desert tyrant, everyone who sees me will say how majestic I am. How dare you say I am ugly!
You can call me the Queen of the Desert, but you can’t call me the Tyrant of the Desert!

Three seconds later.

"Sir, although we are ugly, we are quite strong. And I see that you are also short of a mount. We are definitely good for traveling!"

After looking at the three-star Draven, Thresh and Lee Sin, the Desert Tyrant immediately looked at Mo Lang with a flattering look on his face and said.

"That's right. If you're itching to kill monsters, I know a good place. There's a field of scarabs there, definitely enough for an adult to kill."

The Desert Queen also prostrated herself on the ground, saying flatteringly, "If all else fails, there are so many of my people here. My Lord, you can kill them all you want. If they're not enough, I'll raise another litter."

(End of this chapter)