The portable grandfathers that appear are all problematic.

This is their last spiritual anchor in this world, because if they lose this anchor, the proud dragons will no longer linger on, but will soar for the blue sky, and will never be confined by this cage again. This is something that every dragon in the dragon race can never avoid...

An urge to go home!

This is the longing for homeland and mother that our ancestors endured for a future, a future where they no longer had to beg for peace like prisoners, and a future where they could survive smoothly without letting all the dragons of their race have their longing for homeland and mother written in the deepest part of their genes and souls due to mental problems.

They missed the wildflowers of their hometown, the towering trees that blocked out the sky, their enormous insect companions, and the scattered mice scurrying about in their burrows...

How long will it take for us, the abandoned tribe, to find our way home?

……

Tyrannosaurus God slowly closed his eyes, but when he opened them again, there was no longer any hesitation or longing in his pupils, but instead, a deep-seated rage and hatred.

For the first time, Olivia felt the oppressive aura emanating from the Tyrannosaurus Rex...

Near-5th order? No, it's infinitely close to 5th order!

It was as if they could reach the level 5 at any moment, but were desperately suppressing themselves to prevent themselves from reaching the true level 5. Not only this Tyrannosaurus God, but also countless dragons with the same strength were seen on the battlefield with the world consciousness.

She didn't understand why the dragons, who seemed to have a way to surpass the limits of life and reach the 5th rank, could never actually reach the 5th rank. They seemed to deliberately suppress their strength so that no matter what, no true 5th rank would appear in their race.

However, this suppression also makes them capable of fighting even against true apostles.

The fact that they were able to overwhelm the world consciousness through sheer numbers and time shows just how high the value of these dragons' near-Tier 5 strength really is.

Therefore, Olivia had no intention of confronting them head-on. She was a non-combatant, and her position in the Starfleet was closer to that of a "scout" or "investigator".

My task is simply to investigate and gather intelligence; as for truly solving the problems, my partners in the executive department will naturally handle this difficult task.

The Thirty-Six Stratagems: When the wind blows hard, run for your lives!

She didn't know what crazy thing had gotten into the world to warrant a version update, and what made it even more unbearable was that the update didn't include her. Even now, she still didn't know why this crazy world had become like this.

I came here to help, so what's wrong with this crazy world?

Fortunately, she managed to extract enough information. In fact, during the few days since she became a prospective Tyrannosaurus God, she had secretly added some backup plans to that battlefield to ensure that she could cause enough chaos when she prepared to escape.

This was her escape plan.

How could a scout and investigator not have some special skills and self-defense methods? The most desperate time she ever did was when she was able to transform into a Shub insect and call the Shub insects of that world sisters for who knows how long, and every day the insects would catch her and say, "Sister, sister, you smell so good."

She immediately activated her backup plan on that battlefield, and the next moment, the chimeric zombie dragon in the sky that was breathing on the world's consciousness began to enter an eerie silence.

Suddenly, a dragon head emerged from its body, like a worm breaking free from its cocoon. This sight sent chills down the spines of countless people who witnessed it.

"You bastard! You deserve to die!" The Tyrannosaurus God roared in fury. He no longer had any intention of interrogating her about her identity. Now, the dragon race's millennium plan had been tampered with in some way. He only wanted to kill this insect as quickly as possible and rush to the battlefield.

He even had a premonition that a grand plan spanning thousands of years might fall apart at this very moment!

Ophelia immediately prepared to open a portal to leave, but she froze the next moment: Space Lockdown, Tier 5 magic!

I... oh my god...

With no other options, she decisively pulled out her emergency communication device. This device could at least block one attack for her. No matter how powerful the attack was, she only needed to stall for a few dozen seconds for reinforcements to arrive.

I just hope that legendary-level reserve doesn't foolishly come over; he'll only be feeding kills.

However, just as the emergency contact device was about to be pressed, an arm suddenly stretched out from the void, and a handful of powder was thrown at Tyrannosaurus God like elementary school students fighting in the street. But at this moment, when Tyrannosaurus God saw the powder being thrown out of the air, the originally furious Tyrannosaurus God was stunned for a moment.

He seemed to be under a time-stopping spell. At this moment, seeing the powder falling from the sky, he, who could hold his own against a level 5 fighter, was now like a kindergarten child who had misspelled a word after school, his eyes blinded and his face covered in mud.

In an instant, that hand grabbed the senior and pulled him into the dimensional rift. The Tyrannosaurus God, regaining his senses, rushed over, but another hand in that other dimension also flung out a handful of dust...

"Pfft..."

The spatial rift closed, and the arm was severed before it could even retract, and was exiled to an interdimensional rift.

Ophelia has vanished. This Tyrannosaurus God remains a mystery; we still don't know where she came from, or even what her purpose was. Whose side is she on? Could she be... a mole within that powerful figure's ranks...?

No, that's impossible, because just now, his obvious astonishment wasn't due to the hand reaching out from the void, but rather from the mud itself.

The taste of home!

Ignoring the filth on the ground, the dirt, and the strange sight of zombies and dragons intertwined in the sky, he crouched down, carefully collected the dust from the ground, and took a deep breath...

The dust entered his lungs through breathing, but at this moment, his whole body was trembling. Disregarding all dignity, he immediately stuffed the dust into his mouth and chewed it greedily, completely abandoning the so-called "Dragon King etiquette" and acting like the filthiest beggar.

He chewed the dust in his mouth, swallowing it forcefully without a care in the world...

At this moment, he seemed to feel reality. His lips parted in a silent, maniacal laugh, laughing until his body trembled uncontrollably. At the same time, he could feel the familiar taste of his hometown, which was now one with his own body.

"No, wait until we complete the final step. As long as we can complete the final step, then our descendants will truly gain freedom, and they will also be able to..."

"Returning home!"

Some birds can never be caged, and the dragon race, as the ancestors of birds, is no exception, but their desire is even stronger.

He completely disregarded and didn't care at all about the position of the next "Tyrannosaurus God" or the matter of the next successor.

Because what it must do now is to join its ancestors in truly becoming the world consciousness, truly ascending to godhood!

Only the authority of the world can erase the mark of slavery from our abandoned race, and only then can we wipe away our tears and filth, allowing us, the wanderers returning home, to speak those words in the most dignified way, without causing our parents any worry...

"Long time no see, we're doing well out there..."

There is no time left, nothing else matters anymore. The final attack, the moment of ascension to godhood, begins today!

In doing so, the final constraint etched into the bodies of all dragons will be broken, allowing all dragons to break through to the fifth rank as long as they are strong enough!

Before the revenge came, countless fifth-tier dragons were born, capable of participating in the war to kill the gods, thus completing the hatred that had lasted for tens of millions of years.

This was their plan: to use this planet as a battlefield for killing gods, to lure that great man here, and then to complete their revenge through the local blessing of the world consciousness and the countless Tier 5 dragons fighting on the local grounds of the world consciousness.

They dragons are the most vengeful race!

Since we are born sinful, then let you, my lord, taste the Last Supper and feel the revenge of us sinners!

Tyrannosaurus God left the Dragon God Temple. The moment he stepped out, terrifying scales and spikes sprouted all over his body. With the next step, his human form disappeared, and he transformed into a ferocious dragon-man.

Taking another step, the several-meter-tall dragonman disappeared, and an 80-meter-tall dark golden dragon appeared, flapping its wings and soaring into the sky, joining the battle against the world's consciousness.

Chapter 237 Emergency Communication Device

Senior Olivia plopped down on the floor of the consciousness space, and the emergency communication device in her hand seemed about to be pressed the next moment.

In a panic, she immediately threw out the emergency communication device to prevent it from being triggered. Otherwise, if she accidentally triggered it, she felt she might as well atone with her death.

Fortunately, amidst the chaos, the one-armed Xue Dinglu caught the still-warm emergency communication device, which appeared not to have been triggered.

“Finally saved, junior, you’re really reliable. By the way, your hand…” Olivia immediately noticed the smooth cut at the elbow of Xue’s arm, which was abnormally smooth, as if it had been cut out by space.

"Oh, it's just a severed arm. I'll recover quickly." Xue Dinglu held up his severed arm, with countless streams of blood flowing over it, but no blood spilled out.

The cursed blood immediately controlled the wound and began to regenerate. He really didn't care about this minor injury. After all, even if he really died, his soul would still be hanging on by a thread, waiting for his mother to come and rescue him.

Even if it's difficult to save one's own mother, the world consciousness of Earth might create a parallel world version of itself and then perform a ritual like "Summoning Heroic Spirits" on that parallel world version, allowing it to be reborn.

In short, as long as he doesn't encounter an enemy who completely obliterates his soul, he won't have too many problems.

Olivia then noticed that Xue's severed arm was visibly growing, and seeing that it would grow back in just a few minutes, she breathed a sigh of relief.

She plopped down on the ground and, without any regard for womanly decorum, tore open her clothes and fanned herself.

In such a short time, she was already drenched in sweat.

She never expected to be exposed so abruptly. Damn it, why did this crazy world consciousness update without warning, almost causing her to crash and burn?

If I were to crash and burn here like that guy Lotte, the rest of the team would probably be upset too.

Xue Law: "..."

Girl, you really don't treat him like an outsider?

He turned his head slightly, and the little dragon girl beside him seemed to be seeing such a bold older sister for the first time. So she seemed to want to imitate Olivia's actions and wanted to tear her own away...

"Smack!" A powerful blow landed hard on the little dragon girl's head, causing her to immediately cover her head and burst into tears.

Xue Luding was even afraid that she would learn something bad again, so he used the Undying Grip to lift her by the back of her neck and threw her behind him.

Seeing that there was another little dragon girl besides her junior, Olivia tensed up for a moment, but after looking around, she didn't see the muscular dinosaur ancestor and the shackled wooden dragon behind the little dragon girl, and she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What? I thought she was a real dragon, but she's just a fake dragon like me..." Olivia looked the little dragon girl over and found that apart from resembling a dragon, she had nothing to do with dragons.

Now that she's away from that tense environment, she finally feels a little more relaxed, and her mind starts working, leading her to think about many things.

I don't think I sent any support messages to my juniors, did I? How did he know?

Furthermore, the sacred mountain of the Dragon Clan must have been sealed off by a spatial barrier. Let alone opening a portal, it wouldn't even be possible to use spatial storage or perform simple spatial applications like cutting someone in half at the waist.

How did the younger generation manage to pull her out of the spatially sealed area?

And what about that Tyrannosaurus Rex Stone idiot? Why did he immediately fall into silence and daze after seeing the spatial rift? Are all the dragons in this world so weak, even if they are almost at level 5?

"And that psychotic world consciousness, once we rescue it, we'll definitely extort a hefty sum from it. It didn't even inform me, the undercover agent, about such a big thing. If it weren't for your help, junior, I probably would have either died there or had to use the emergency communication device." She seemed still very angry and slapped the ground of the consciousness space hard.

The sound of the slap echoed throughout the entire space of consciousness.

Xue Law: "..."

"I was actually close to the final step. If it weren't for this crazy world consciousness exposing me, I'd probably be the next Tyrannosaurus God by now. I could do whatever I wanted then, right? Sigh, this damn world consciousness is so unreliable..." she muttered to herself before finally remembering to tuck the emergency communication device into her chest.

Xue Law: "..."

"What's wrong, junior? Why do you look so troubled?" she asked.

"No, I'm just looking at the scenery..." Xue Dinglu turned his head, pretending to look at the scenery in his own consciousness space.

Actually, it was due to a lack of teamwork. Xue Luding was used to working alone. He was aware of the need for intelligence exchange, but after learning that Xiaolongniang was a distress call from the world's consciousness, he immediately forgot that there was a teammate who was infiltrating the world.

Having soloed so many times, I forgot this was a group dungeon.

"But it's not a big problem. The backup plan I left should still give that old dragon a headache for a while. This isn't your fault. Actually, I was just joking. The original plan was to leave before becoming the 'Tyrannosaurus God,' otherwise I was afraid that the ritual to become the Tyrannosaurus God would expose me." She seemed to be comforting Xue Dinglu, and this was something they hadn't thought of.

Xue Law: "..."

It seems this really is his fault...

He was so focused on implementing his own plan that he forgot to communicate with others.

Fortunately, he discovered the mess immediately and quickly used the last authority of the world to break the spatial seal and rescue his senior. Otherwise, due to his own operational error, he might have had to unleash a full-power cursed blood attack in this world again.

So Xue immediately changed the subject, and also because he was genuinely interested in the information his senior had obtained, he asked, "What's the situation with the Dragon Clan right now?"

When it came to serious matters, Olivia also became serious. She said, "Although this world's manipulation of abstraction into reality is suffocating to me, it is undoubtedly a good move. This way, we only need to assist the world's consciousness in defeating the dragons."

"No need to consider any other fancy ideas, or the impact and negative effects on the world, because these impacts and negative effects will manifest as our physical enemies. Just do it! To be able to come up with this method in such an emergency and turn the situation around, it seems that some expert must have given us guidance." The senior sighed, and only then did she button up her vest.

“Uh…” Xue Dinglu hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Alas, the actual situation may be more complicated than we thought. It seems that the dragons want to seize the world's consciousness for the sake of rebellion and revenge. They want to find an opportunity to fight one of the apostles." Immediately afterwards, Senior Olivia's information surprised Xue Lude.

"revenge?"

"Yes, that's actually a very petty and vengeful race. They hold a grudge against the leader who enslaved them, and then tried to remove the slave mark from their bodies, and even fought with their leader. Anyway, that's roughly their plan..." But Olivia's expression darkened, and she immediately added,

“But that’s impossible. If it were a very powerful world consciousness, it would be fine, but this world’s power and consciousness are so weak… This might just be wishful thinking on their part. Even if they fight on their home turf, with the added benefit of a world consciousness, they could at most cause some trouble for that apostle.” Olivia immediately stated her conclusion.

"So, besides bringing more suffering to the world, killing a World Consciousness, and causing death and disaster to the native inhabitants of this world, what they did was utterly useless. Their vision was so narrow; they really thought they could compete with the veteran apostles of the Mist Council just by relying on World Consciousness..."

She kept complaining, while Xue Dinglu was sweating profusely beside her.

He was unaware of this matter, and even if he were unaware, he might have thought of trying to crush a super-5th tier enemy together with the world consciousness.

This may seem unrealistic now, so I need to take good notes to avoid falling into the same trap later.

“So, we just need to follow the plan of this world…” Olivia’s face immediately became more shadowy and filled with onomatopoeia. She said, “We’ll figure out a way to beat up that zombie dragon that symbolizes the theft of the world’s consciousness!”

"Oh right, I'll open a portal and go back to call for reinforcements..." She immediately thought of her next plan. There should be someone stationed at the branch ready to provide support at any time, so as long as she wasn't too unlucky, there would always be troops available to provide support.

As long as we can find someone to help us, everything will be fine.

Xue Dinglu also breathed a sigh of relief.

The senior is too reliable. He can just send people over directly. That way, we don't even need to go through the trouble of flipping the table and risking our lives according to Plan B. We can just wait for the Starfleet to fight together.

However, Olivia's expression changed instantly.

"What's wrong?" Xue Dinglu asked immediately.

“The entire world space has been blocked, not only that, but even communications have been blocked. This is intelligence that the Dragon Clan can only obtain by using their world authority. Apart from the emergency communication device, we seem to have no way to contact the outside world…” She looked at Xue Dinglu like this, and then took the emergency communication device out of her chest again.

"Should I use it?" At this moment, she also began to hesitate.

If it's an emergency and there's no time to think, she might just use it without thinking, and then she'll regret it in the future.

But now, when things aren't so urgent, her hands are trembling, and she has no idea whether this situation qualifies as urgent, or whether she should use it...