Global Dungeon: My Support Is Too Strong



"Rumble!"

The Bronze Temple shook as if it wanted to collapse the entire universe. The rumbling sounds were endless.

At this moment, every inch of Zhuang Lang's skin, muscles, and hair seemed to be pressed down by billions of tons of lead stones.

"Ah!"

He cried out with great effort, coughing up a mouthful of blood with every breath.

"Crazy! Sand! Chaos! Flow! Sand River!"

Zhuang Lang unleashed his strongest attack.

The sand flowed and formed rivers of sand, disrupting the control of time. The space was divided by rivers, creating a chaotic vortex that pressed straight forward.

Lu Benwei's mind was calm as he tried his best to control the Bronze Temple, forcing it to fall forward.

"Rumble!"

The Bronze Temple let out a deafening sound as if the drums of the divine court were beating. It echoed throughout the nine heavens and ten lands for a long time.

"Buzz!"

The Bronze Temple shone with precious light. The sun, moon, and stars on it rotated, and birds, insects, and monsters roared in the forest.

Lu Benwei urged it forward. The river of sand hit the Bronze Temple and shattered, causing dust to explode.

"Ah!"

Zhuang Lang let out a miserable cry and coughed up a large mouthful of blood before flying backward.

His great art of slaughter had been shattered in the Bronze Temple with a single blow, leaving him completely dumbfounded.

"What, what is this artifact that has such power?" Zhuang Lang was shocked and lost his mind.

At this moment, the Bronze Temple was crashing down on him, making him feel uneasy.

"Trying to run?"

Lu Benwei's expression was extremely cold. His muscles erupted with divine power as he activated the Bronze Temple and smashed it over.

"Boom!"

"Ah!"

Zhuang Lang let out a miserable scream. He was so heartbroken that he felt like his head was spinning and his internal organs and tendons had switched places.

"Run!"

Now, there was only one thought left in Zhuang Lang's mind.

At this moment, the Bronze Temple rose into the air once again with a deafening sound. The space in all four directions had collapsed. It would take some time for it to recover.

Zhuang Lang shouted, "I'm going to kill you!"

He bared his fangs and brandished his claws as he bombarded the Bronze Temple.

"You really don't know what's good for you!" Lu Benwei sneered.

After saying that, he activated the Bronze Temple and pressed it down, unleashing a terrifying attack.

Zhuang Lang immediately regretted it. He felt as if the universe was pressing down on him.

"Run!"

He did not dare to hesitate anymore. He turned around and ran.

"Where are you running to? Flying Snake's Divine Might!"

Lu Benwei released this invisible mental attack that hit Zhuang Lang, causing him to be in a daze.

The Bronze Temple crashed down steadily and smashed Zhuang Lang's body into a pile of mud. An earthen yellow little person crawled out of his body. His figure was illusory as he fled.

"Soul origin?"

At level 90, the spirit attribute could turn into a physical body, becoming a second source of life.

Even if his body was shattered, his soul origin was still there. He could reconstruct his body and return to his peak state.

"Don't even think about running!"

Lu Benwei's pupils turned vertical, and fine snake scales grew from his forehead to his temples.

A bronze beam of light shot out at Zhuang Lang's soul source.

"Ah!"

Zhuang Lang's soul origin was shocked and flew faster in the air.

At this moment, a crisp ringing sound came from his exploded body.

"Soul, save me!"

The bell swayed, unleashing waves of vibration that dispersed the Flying Snake's divine might.

Zhuang Lang's soul source drilled into it, tore through the void, and escaped.

"Unfortunately, he escaped." Lu Benwei sighed and put the Bronze Temple back into his glabella.

At this moment, the vast desert was shattered and riddled with holes. Some of the land had been pierced through and hot lava spewed out.

The sky was cloudless, and corpses were everywhere. The headquarters of the Pegasus Mercenary Corps had been uprooted, and no one was left.

"Hongyi, we won!"

Ji Han bounced up and down, happily showing her white teeth.

"Unfortunately, that person escaped. Who knows what kind of disaster he'll create in the future," Lu Benwei said worriedly.

"What's there to be regretful about? You've successfully defeated him today. In the future, if he appears a hundred times, you can defeat him a hundred times!" Ji Han said loudly, shaking her head.

It had to be said that Ji Han played a part in defeating Zhuang Lang. The fusion of ten thousand powers and the power that transformed into chaos was simply heaven-defying.

Without Ji Han's help, Lu Benwei would have drowned in the first wave of turbulent sand.

"Thank you, Ji Han!" Lu Benwei thanked her.

"What are you thanking me for? You saved me previously, so why are you being so polite to me?" Ji Han's flawless face immediately turned red.

Lu Benwei glanced at the battlefield and said, "After so many years, the Pegasus Mercenary Corps has plundered the northern region and obtained their treasures. They must've hidden them somewhere. We've spent so much effort. We can't return empty-handed."

Ji Han's eyes turned into stars. Then she lowered her head.

Lu Benwei smiled and did not say anything. He activated his Eye of Insight and quickly found a basement at the foot of the razed mountain.

Without any effort, Lu Benwei opened the entrance of the underground vault and entered it with Ji Han.

As expected!

This was the gathering place of the treasures plundered by the Pegasus Mercenary Corps. Gold, silver, and jewelry were dazzling, and there were countless divine materials and precious medicines.

"Ah, this is Great Luo Silver Essence, a top-notch divine material for making strength-type weapons! Wow! This was a Mandala Flower. Legend had it that it was transformed after the death of a thousand-year-old vicious Mandala Snake. One had to be careful when picking it, or else one might be poisoned and turn into a pool of blood. I can't believe that this will be ours!"

After a while.

"Eh, why is it so cold here? So, it's this Frost Ice Chalcedony. I didn't expect the Pegasus Mercenary Corps to plunder such a large piece," Ji Han said in shock, "Huh? Why is there a person on this Frost Ice Chalcedony?"

Lu Benwei immediately became alert and ran over. After taking a closer look, he realized that this was the culprit who caused all of this today, the young master of the Pegasus Mercenary Corps.

At this moment, his body was wrapped in bandages. He was like a mummy as he lay on the Frost Ice Chalcedony to recuperate.

The young master of the Pegasus Mercenary Corps was woken up by the two of them.

"Who are you?!" the young master of the Pegasus Mercenary Corps roared in anger. As he was still seriously injured, his voice was a little hoarse.

After seeing their appearances clearly, the young master of the Pegasus Mercenary Corps' expression turned into fear again. "How could it be you? How did you barge in? Someone, come here quickly!"