Golden Shovel Survival: One Lucky Star and One Colorful Hex

Chapter 164 Azir, I hope you can destroy this world with me!
"..."

The desert tyrant standing by was frightened.

You give birth to a litter of children in your lifetime, and I am the one who suffers.

"..."

Mo Lang's mouth twitched when he heard the words of the Desert Queen.

How can they regenerate after being killed?

A beast is a beast.

But what the other party said does make sense.

If you are traveling by yourself, it is indeed much easier with them.

But I have no way to control them. What should I do if these two beasts rebel?

Mo Lang asked the doubts in his heart.

If there was a way to control monsters in this world, I wouldn't mind raising a few monsters for fun.

"My lord, as long as we offer our soul mark, you can control our lives in a moment." The Desert Tyrant said as he offered his soul mark.

A small desert tyrant, like the soul of a character in a cultivation novel, floated out from between his eyebrows and flew in front of Mo Lang.

"Ding! The Desert Tyrant's soul mark has been detected. Do you want to collect it?" A system prompt appeared in front of Mo Lang.

Mo Lang clicked yes out of curiosity.

"Ding! Detected that the host has obtained the soul mark of the Desert Tyrant, unlocking the beast control interface!"

Another prompt sounded, and Mo Lang found that there was an extra icon on his system interface. When he clicked it, all the information about the Desert Tyrant appeared in it, including attributes, damage, skills, etc.

There are also options such as releasing, feeding and killing, like the pet interface in some online games.

"Can it still be fed? Interesting."

Mo Lang found that the Golden Shovel Survival World was becoming more and more interesting, and it seemed to be getting more and more playable.

Then he turned his gaze to the Queen of Desert.

Seeing this, the other party also tremblingly offered up his soul mark.

"Okay, forget about killing monsters. I have to continue on my way. You guys lead the way." Mo Lang directly took out a sofa and placed it on the back of the Desert Tyrant, and then he felt much more comfortable.

"Sir, are you really not going to kill monsters?"

The Desert Queen felt unbalanced when she thought about the fact that her mortal enemy, the Scarab Queen, was still at large while she had become a slave to humans.

Mo Lang turned his head and glanced at him: "What? Are you teaching me how to do things?"

The Desert Queen suddenly felt as if she were facing a formidable enemy. She prostrated herself on the ground, trembling with fear. She explained, "I heard that the Shurima Empire's Ascension Platform was rebuilt, but the Sun Disc was missing. When the Sun Disc exploded, the Scarab Queen obtained several pieces of the Sun Disc."

"The Ascension Platform has been reorganized?"

A hint of surprise flashed across Mo Lang's eyes, and then a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "It seems that I need to go to the Shurima Empire."

"In that case, let's go and kill the Scarab Queen first."

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At the westernmost edge of the Shurima Desert, there are ruins of an ancient battlefield.

"Rumor has it that the Shurima Empire was in turmoil, with the various Ascended Ones vying for territory and claiming titles. The most powerful of them, the Darkin Blade Demon Atrosk, was eventually sealed here by the Protoss of Mount Targon."

A group of adventurers suddenly broke in. There were three of them, two men and one woman. "Is this true?"

The hot girl wearing a sports vest asked questioningly.

"of course it's true."

At this moment, a sound of breaking wind was heard, and a huge black sword emitting demonic flames all over the body floated over. There was a teasing tone in the voice. It floated in the air, looking down at the three people from above.

"Is this the magic sword in the hands of the Darkin Sword Demon!?" The three of them were shocked and showed surprised expressions.

"Could it be that we are the chosen ones chosen by the gods, and the magic sword has taken the initiative to recognize its master!?" The young man who spoke first thought of some fragments in the novel and showed a look of joy.

"Is this true?" The girl's face showed worry. She huddled up nervously and said with some fear, "Why do I feel like this demon sword has bad intentions?"

"Little girl, don't be afraid. You are the chosen ones I have chosen." The Black Greatsword's voice was bewitching, and he looked at the young man as if he had eyes. "Come on, boy, accept the power of Aatrox!"

"really?"

The young man was stunned at first, then he looked at the black sword flying towards him with ecstasy and stretched out his hand.

The moment the young man's hand touched the black magic sword, an extremely powerful evil aura gushed out from the black magic sword, like countless black vines or blood vessels, spreading along the young man's palm and wrapping around his entire arm.

"what!"

Before the boy could feel surprised, he felt an evil and powerful soul rushing into his mind, as if trying to seize control of his body.

Under this powerful soul, he felt as if his entire head exploded and let out a painful wail.

Unfortunately, under this powerful soul, his consciousness was pitifully weak and he could not resist at all. After a wail, his originally clear eyes suddenly turned scarlet.

Immediately afterwards, the entire appearance underwent a drastic change under this evil power, constantly changing, and finally turned into the appearance of the Shadow Sword Demon - Aatrox.

After stretching his muscles, Aatrox gripped the magic sword tightly and looked toward the horizon with a cold gaze. "Damn Protoss, I'll make you pay for it sooner or later!"

"But before that..."

Aatrox looked in another direction, an excited and expectant smile on his face. "Azir, I hope you can join me in destroying this world!"

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"Master, here we are."

It took about two hours to walk, or to be more precise, two hours of rapid "driving".

Because Mo Lang was sitting on the Desert Tyrant, at the terrifying speed of the Desert Tyrant, Mo Lang felt like he had stepped on the accelerator to 140 on the highway.

As for above 140?

Mo Lang was afraid of speeding fines, so he never tried it.

Before, Mo Lang was worried that the speed would be too fast and his face would be covered with sand, but the Desert Tyrant was able to activate the energy shield to block the sand. This made Mo Lang not regret taking these two mounts.

Mo Lang's chess pieces also came to the desert on their small sand walkers.

"Ding! Successfully activated the new teleport point - Western Shurima Desert!"

Just as Mo Lang stepped in, the system prompt sounded, and Mo Lang was immediately delighted.

It would be nice to have a new teleportation point, otherwise it would be too frustrating.

puff! puff! puff! puff!
Suddenly, the sound of countless wings flapping was heard, and a group of beetles the size of human heads with golden bodies rose into the air from the surface of the desert, staring at Mo Lang and his group in full readiness.

To be precise, he was staring at the Desert Tyrant, the Desert Queen, and the Sand Walkers behind them.

(End of this chapter)