Chapter 19: God-Tier Class Advancement Dungeon!

[Hero: Ophelia]

[Race: Primordial Ancient Dragon]

[Quality: SSS]

[Level: Lv1 (0/1000)]

[HP: 12,000/12,000]

[Attack: 3,000]

[Defense: 1,200]

[Skill 1: World-Ending Dragonflame (Lv1 · Active)

Consumes energy to unleash Primordial Dragon Breath, dealing true burning damage equal to 300% of Attack Power within a 50-meter fan-shaped area in front of the caster.

Cooldown: 25 seconds.]

[Skill 2: Ancient Dragon March (Lv1 · Passive/Aura)

While deployed in formation, all legion units under command gain +300% movement speed.

Current formation capacity: 1/2000.

Formation capacity increases as Hero level rises.]

[Skill 3: Primordial Blessing (Lv1 · Passive/Aura)

While deployed in formation, all legion units under command have their base attributes increased to four times their original values.]

[Background Description:

Before the collapse of the world, the Primordial Ancient Dragons were the oldest and greatest rulers of this land. They once allied with their ancient forces to battle the gods above. Due to crossing forbidden boundaries, they suffered divine punishment that destroyed their entire bloodline, leaving only their remaining souls imprisoned within the Ancient Battlefield for eternity.]

Looking at the series of data before him, a flash of excitement appeared in John’s eyes.

At level one, she already possessed 12,000 HP, 3,000 base Attack, and 1,200 Defense.

Even by herself, she was enough to crush the majority of low-tier boss creatures at the current stage.

What was even more outrageous were the two support auras afterward.

A threefold increase in movement speed.

A threefold increase in all attributes.

A threefold increase in attributes meant that the original stats were directly multiplied by four.

For an organized legion, this represented a complete qualitative leap in combat power.

Just as John was thinking about this, the void before him trembled once again.

A deeper dark-golden notification window appeared, accompanied by a low dragon-like hum.

[Ding! Detection complete: Lord "Tyrant" has established a contract with SSS-Rank Hero "Ophelia"!]

[Hero race detected: Primordial Ancient Dragon.]

[Hidden linkage condition fulfilled!]

[Congratulations, Lord "Tyrant"! You have unlocked Six-Star Unit Training Permission: Dragon Knight!]

[Obtained: Six-Star Unit Training License — Dragon Knight (Servant of Primordial Ancient Dragon) ×1!]

John’s breathing slightly paused.

A six-star unit.

And he just happened to possess a Six-Star Unit Altar Stone in his inventory.

He never expected that forming a contract with Ophelia would provide this hidden benefit.

John suppressed the urge to immediately construct the altar and stored away the Dragon Knight Training License.

Besides that, Ophelia’s background description also caught his attention.

"Before the collapse of the world..."

John repeated the phrase quietly.

Actually, he had already held a question for a long time.

The beginner maps were independent from Godfall Continent.

After every beginner trial ended, the beginner map would merge into Godfall Continent.

So where did these beginner maps come from?

In his previous life, John’s Hero Sylvie had also told him that she did not belong to Godfall Continent.

She had been forcibly summoned from another dimension.

But Ophelia’s description clearly indicated that she was a native creature of Godfall Continent itself.

She had even witnessed the ancient war between gods before the world collapsed.

"Forget it. There’s no point digging deeper into this right now."

John gathered his thoughts.

"Stand up."

John spoke.

"Thank you, Lord."

Ophelia followed his order and stood.

Her figure was tall and slender.

Her dark golden vertical pupils lowered slightly.

She looked like an untouchable ice sculpture, radiating an extreme coldness and indifference.

John raised his hand and opened the legion management interface.

He assigned all 150 Undead Dark Knights under Ophelia’s command.

Boom!

A deep-purple aura suddenly lit up beneath the feet of the 150 Dark Knights before disappearing into their bone armor.

The Dark Knights, whose levels had already reached Lv12, suddenly erupted with stronger death energy.

Within the gaps of their bone armor, faint purple dragon flames began flickering.

Ophelia’s skills had taken effect!

The base Attack of the Dark Knights instantly skyrocketed from 1,200 to 4,800!

Combined with the Legion Equipment Fatal Pocket Watch, their actual single-unit damage had already surpassed 5,000!

A heavy cavalry legion with such stats would be able to crush ordinary third-tier and fourth-tier monster groups with a single charge.

John opened the large map.

His gaze landed on the slowly rotating dark-purple vortex icon in the northwest corner.

[Lord Class Advancement Challenge Space]

Displayed distance:

500 kilometers.

"The distance is a little far, but it’s no longer a problem."

...

The violent wind rolled gray-black sand across the ground.

Ophelia stood before John.

Her dark golden vertical pupils lowered slightly.

She stepped back half a pace.

Purple flames erupted from beneath her feet, instantly enveloping her entire body.

The flames exploded outward.

A massive purple crystal dragon over one hundred meters long spread its wings, covering half the valley.

Its enormous claws crushed the rocks beneath it.

The scorching air wave sent surrounding stones flying in every direction.

"Lord, please get on."

The giant dragon lowered her long neck.

Her broad dragon head approached the ground, inviting John.

John stepped onto the dragon’s snout.

After a few steps, he climbed onto the enormous dragon’s back and settled securely in the depression between her neck and wings.

"Entire army, follow."

John looked down at the Undead Dark Knights below.

The 150 Dark Knights immediately turned their horses around.

Their lances pointed diagonally toward the sky.

Ophelia released a deep and ancient dragon roar.

Her wings, dozens of meters wide, suddenly slammed downward.

BOOM!

The scorched earth below was forcibly carved into two deep trenches by the violent airflow.

The hundred-meter dragon body rose into the sky.

It shot straight into the clouds.

Below, the 150 Undead Dark Knights were affected by the two auras:

Primordial Blessing and Ancient Dragon March.

The skeletal warhorses beneath them floated into the air.

Purple lightning wrapped around their bodies.

A fourfold movement speed boost!

The original 500-kilometer journey would have taken more than five hours even without stopping at their previous marching speed.

But now this army’s speed had completely surpassed common sense.

High above the sky, violent winds howled.

John rode on the dragon’s back and looked down.

Mountains, ruins, dead forests, and wastelands rapidly retreated beneath him, shrinking into blurred patches of color.

Every time the dragon flapped its wings, it crossed several kilometers.

The flight was incredibly smooth, without even the slightest turbulence.

"No wonder the previous-life beginner lord who obtained an Ancient Dragon was able to dominate an entire region."

John looked at the dark golden dragon patterns beneath him and thought.

The Ancient Dragon brought not only terrifying mobility.

It also brought absolute air superiority.

Any flying creature that entered their vision—

would immediately flee.

Those that reacted too slowly could only be burned into ashes by dragon flames, falling from the sky like black rain.

An hour and a half later.

A towering and magnificent solitary peak appeared on the distant horizon.

The mountain looked like a black iron sword stabbed upside down into the center of the wasteland.

The mountainside was covered year-round by thick lead-gray clouds.

"We’ve arrived."

Ophelia’s cold voice sounded.

The enormous dragon body drew an arc through the air.

Her wings folded backward.

Using the momentum of her dive, she landed steadily on the mountain peak.

BOOM!

Her giant claws struck the flat stone platform at the summit.

Dust scattered everywhere.

The mountaintop was extremely vast.

The ground looked as if it had been perfectly carved flat by some unimaginable force.

Not a single blade of grass grew.

The mountain wind howled.

A flash of purple light appeared.

Ophelia transformed back into human form.

Her silver-white hair fluttered in the wind.

Her dark-purple dragon-scale armor tightly covered her body.

She silently moved to John’s side, standing about half a step behind him.

The entire mountaintop was empty.

There was nothing here.

Only a massive black archway stood alone.

John walked forward.

He stopped three steps before the arch.

Buzz—

The purple dark light on the surface of the arch suddenly intensified.

At the center of the empty frame, a dense black ripple appeared.

Immediately afterward, a golden system notification appeared before John.

[Area Notification: Lord "Tyrant" has come into contact with a special relic space!]

[Notice: You have discovered an unknown hidden dungeon — "Abyss of Buried Bones" (Class Advancement Exclusive)!]

[Dungeon Requirement: Solo Lord (Can bring assigned Legion units and Heroes)]

[Difficulty Selection: Normal / Hard / Nightmare / Hell]

[Notice: Different difficulties correspond to different rewards. The First Clear Reward will only be issued when the dungeon is first cleared on "Hell" difficulty. Clearing other difficulties will not activate the First Clear reward.]

[First Clear Rewards: Undead Sovereign Exclusive Class Advancement Certificate ×1, Hell First Clear Chest ×1, War Medal ×1 (First Clear Exclusive).]

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