Chapter 1382: 455. A crafty rabbit has three burrows.
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Eguaralr Galaxy.
A place that produces artificial flora and fauna.
Here, there are apples with the flesh growing on the outside of the skin, bananas that are as crisp as potato chips, pogranates that produce juice with just a gentle squeeze, and many, many artificially modified animals, plants, and creatures that are half-animal and half-plant.
In a place with such an explosion of biodiversity, it would quite make sense for a speaking tal Dragon Man to suddenly appear, wouldn’t it?
Deep underground on the most remote agricultural resource planet in the Eguaralr Galaxy, inside a cold storage more than two hundred ters down, the Dragon Man of the tal Ancestor Dragon burst out of the storage container and tumbled onto the floor, covered in frost.
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“Damn… damn… damn…”
This Dragon Man was extrely weak, but the hatred spewing from its mouth hadn’t diminished in the slightest.
It clenched its fist, weakly punching the ground, struggling to stand while venting the rage in its heart.
“Damn! Cough cough cough…”
The roar that erupted from its throat ripped through the injuries in its body, causing the Dragon Man to cough in agony, bending over on the floor, curling up like a shrimp.
“Heaving…”
Gasping heavily, the Dragon Man supported itself on the cold outer shell of the cold storage container and shakily stood up.
Its shattered iron wings were full of fierce gaps, resembling ribbons punctured by scissors, dragging weakly behind it.
Leaning against the storage container and twisting its stiff neck, the Dragon Man surveyed its surroundings, and seeing that it matched its prior estimations, it temporarily set aside its worries.
This location was one of the pre-designed ergency teleport destinations, the safest point closest to the explosion site.
The tal Ancestor Dragon possessed a life-saving extraordinary ability, simply known as the “tallic Avatar Swap,” formally called “Omirudo’s tallic Avatar Life-saving Technique”.
In a dire mont, the Dragon Man activated this extraordinary ability.
It swapped places with a tallic avatar situated in a safe area, letting the avatar bear the brunt of the explosion, while it teleported itself to the avatar’s original safe location—this cold storage underground.
The energy consud by this extraordinary ability was incredibly vast.
Exchanging places with a tallic avatar was effectively like undergoing two teleports simultaneously.
Two teleports, double the energy consumption.
The physical toll of experiencing such transport twice in quick succession goes without saying.
Additionally, the ntal shock to the Dragon Man caused by the death of the tallic avatar was not sothing to be understated.
After resting against the container for a full ten minutes, the Dragon Man finally completely recovered from the intense dizziness and haziness.
Three minutes later, having recuperated a portion of its mobility and clarity of thought, the Dragon Man reflected on the recent massive explosion and couldn’t help but feel perplexed:
Where on earth had that bomb co from?
Heavy Transport Ships were made from tal.
In the eyes of the Dragon Man, these tal creations were less like “ships” and more like hollow tal items carved out from inside a tal sphere.
With things of this kind, the Dragon Man could proudly assert that they had fully explored every aspect, inside and out.
Yet despite this, the Dragon Man had been ambushed by a bomb hidden within the ship.
It found this completely baffling.
After pondering the situation, the Dragon Man could only co up with a vague answer.
It was possible that the energy fluctuations caused by the hyper-jump affected its sensory abilities towards the ship, causing it to overlook the presence of the bomb.
Other than this explanation, the Dragon Man could think of no other.
“No good, can’t just linger here. I must quickly complete the master’s task…”
The Dragon Man forced itself to stand up straight.
Tiny tallic spikes materialized all over its body surface.
The spikes undulated like waves, forming one tide after another.
At the sa ti, the Dragon Man’s appearance drastically changed just like a chaleon.
In less than three seconds, the original Dragon Man with its torn wings had transford into a cold storage staff mber wearing a mask and donning a full set of white protective clothing.
A small piece of tallic skin was torn off the wall by it, and in its hands, it morphed into a tal pass, credentials, chanical keys, and other tallic items.
After smoothing over the wall where it had torn the tal skin, the pocked area on the wall grew back rapidly like flesh, quickly returning to a smooth tal surface.
The Dragon Man, disguised as Mankind, looked down and gave a thorough inspection, ensuring no oversights, then opened the door of the cold storage and walked out.
Strolling through the narrow tal corridor, a backup plan erged in the Dragon Man’s mind.
Its master, the main body of the tal Ancestor Dragon, had assigned it an important task to plunder Soul Constructs.
The more Soul Constructs acquired, the greater the rewards.
The better the quality of the Soul Constructs, the more favor and trust from the master.
To accomplish this task, the Dragon Man had spent a lot of ti searching for the whereabouts of Soul Constructs.
The Order Plane’s Core, along with two others located in the Plane Core of the Barren Universe, had the ability to create Soul Constructs.
The Barren Universe was too far away, while “Command” was very active in outer space.
Naturally, the Dragon Man set its sights on “Command.”
To be precise, it targeted those individuals calling themselves “Players” under “Command.”
After a series of planning, infiltration, and conspiracies, the Dragon Man finally found an excellent opportunity.
It had hoped to seize a large number of Soul Constructs from the hands of the Angel Enterprise Alliance during the so-called “Player mass disconnection” event.
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