21st Century Necromancer Chapter 940: 933 Missile Hit

Chapter 940: Chapter 933 Missile Hit

The only giant dragon capable of rampaging without being subdued in Chen Yu’s Necromantic Space, with such an imposing size, is naturally Xiao Lan, the mount of Jounouchi Hiromi.

Xiao Lan’s original size wasn’t as large as it is now, nor was it shrouded in storms—these changes were all brought about by its fusion with the Storm Divine Core.

Enhancents in size were expected; each stage of growth for the Giant Dragon Clan brought physical transformations. Adult giant dragons typically reached over thirty ters in length, Legendary Dragons could exceed fifty ters, and for a being like Xiao Lan, which had the rare chance to fuse with a Divine Rank to beco an Ancient Dragon, breaking past one hundred ters was far from extraordinary.

So giant dragons who lived long enough to grow into Primordial Ancient Dragons even surpassed three hundred ters in length.

After all, for the Giant Dragon Clan, greater size inherently ant greater power. Judging the strength of a dragon was as simple as observing its size.

However, for Xiao Lan, the physical growth brought by the Storm Divine Core was far from reaching its limits. Although it had already matured into an Ancient Dragon, it could sense that it still had room for further growth. Its body was poised for another significant expansion in the near future, perhaps even reaching the level of a Primordial Ancient Dragon.

It must be said that the Storm Divine Core seed almost excessively beneficial for Xiao Lan.

Although Xiao Lan had successfully undergone the Divine Body transformation with Chen Yu’s assistance over the past few months, and had fused the Storm Divine Core into its body, it had not yet mastered the power contained within the core.

This fact was evidenced by the storm swirling around its body.

While the storm appeared overwhelmingly majestic—even a low-altitude flight could stir violent winds causing Akatsuki’s modernized six-thousand-ton displacent ship to waver—it represented Xiao Lan’s inability to contain its own power.

If it could fully master its power, Xiao Lan should theoretically be able to entirely control these storms, rather than let them spill uncontrollably in all directions.

In truth, Xiao Lan had only fused with the Storm Divine Core—it couldn’t be considered as having mastery over it, nor could it yet claim the title of the God of Storms.

Originally, Chen Yu hadn’t intended for Xiao Lan to fuse with the Storm Divine Core so hastily, but the operation of world rules did not permit the Divine Core to remain idle.

Ancient Godhood and new gods’ Divine Ranks were entirely different. New gods rely acquired partial permissions to use segnts of the rules; those rules themselves remained integrated within the Network of Rules maintaining the world’s operation.

However, Ancient Godhood extracted entire rules from the Network of Rules, effectively severing them from the world, subsequently threatening the operation of the world.

In the short term, if a sufficiently powerful being could fuse with the Ancient Godhood, reconnecting the Divine Rank with the Network of Rules to nd the missing parts of the rules, the world’s operation could be sustained without major issues.

But if the Divine Rank failed to fuse with a sufficiently strong organism within a short tifra, filling the gaps in the Network of Rules, the consequences would be catastrophic. The intense typhoon previously triggered by Chen Yu’s rule extraction was rely a faint manifestation.

Thus, although Xiao Lan managed to fuse the Storm Divine Core with Chen Yu’s assistance—or more accurately, was forcibly used as a container for the Storm Divine Core—it had been a necessary step, unless Chen Yu wanted to disrupt the world’s functionality and instigate global-scale disasters.

If that were to occur, disasters in films like “2012” or “The Day After Tomorrow” would pale by comparison.

Hence, even though Xiao Lan had been forcibly filled with the Storm Divine Core, it was a task that needed to be done.

From Xiao Lan’s perspective, however, this wasn’t necessarily a negative outco—at least rely fusing with the Divine Core had elevated it to the level of an Ancient Dragon, sothing it had long dread of.

Even though it ant that until it fully mastered the power of the Storm Divine Core, the unstable forces from the core would occasionally erupt, subjecting it to excruciating pain akin to being flayed by storms from the inside out, Xiao Lan still relished the experience.

After all, each eruption of Divine Core power was an opportunity for Xiao Lan to further integrate the Divine Core’s strength. Though the process was painful, every mont it managed to suppress the eruption deepened its grasp on the Storm Divine Core.

Moreover, and more critically, each of these eruptions of divine power simultaneously strengthened Xiao Lan’s body, enhancing its capacity to harbor the Divine Core’s energies.

So even though every eruption brought Xiao Lan to the brink of pain-induced madness, it never entertained the slightest thought of giving up.

However, the tornt was undeniably agonizing. Each eruption of divine power left Xiao Lan teetering on the edge of insanity. It felt as though countless unseen sharp blades were slicing its flesh inch by inch, cell by cell, starting from its internal organs outward.

The storm’s power penetrated every fiber of its muscle and reached every cell, inflicting the kind of pain that felt like its body—and even its soul—was being shredded.

Under such severe and horrifying suffering, Xiao Lan clearly couldn’t remain still.

Aside from rolling around in the lair Chen Yu had built for it, flying outside for a while was one of Xiao Lan’s few ways to alleviate the pain.

However, this ti, for so unknown reason, the eruption of divine power was far more intense than usual, so severe that Xiao Lan lost its strength while flying over the Minato Ward, causing its colossal dragon body to plumt.

Watching the enormous dragon that had been flying fine just monts ago suddenly fold its wings and drop from the sky—right toward the Minato Ward—the faces of all the ship-girls turned pale.

Although the Minato Ward was built large enough to accommodate their ships, this concerned only the dock and shipyard areas. The core residential zone, their dormitory, was a comparatively small building.

If Xiao Lan only smashed into the Minato Ward’s docks, the damage wouldn’t have been too significant. But unfortunately, its descent trajectory clearly indicated a direct hit on the ship-girls’ dormitory.

As the ship-girls stood tensely inside Akatsuki’s bridge, unsure of what to do, the vertical launch tube at the center of Akatsuki’s hull suddenly opened, spewing flas, and a missile erged, turning and heading straight toward the falling Xiao Lan.

Under the astonished gazes of the ship-girls, the missile struck Xiao Lan’s massive form with pinpoint accuracy.

The missile detonated in a massive explosion, creating a fireball large enough to engulf Xiao Lan entirely. At the sa ti, the blast from the explosion altered Xiao Lan’s falling trajectory.

Ultimately, Xiao Lan, encased in storms and flas like a massive fireball, crashed onto the hillside behind the Minato Ward, igniting the vegetation and setting the slope ablaze. The consuming flas illuminated the entire hillside, casting a fiery glow over the entire Minato Ward.

“S-Sorry! I saw it heading toward the dormitory, so I used the missile to shoot at it! Did I damage it?” Akatsuki, nervously staring at the giant dragon on the burning hillside, hastily apologized to the other ship-girls watching her from inside the bridge, her heart filled with unease and apprehension.