Chapter 484

Chapter 484: Dragon God Temple

Seeing the Secret Silver Golem charging with such ferocity, Mason and the others didn’t dare take risks and immediately began running.

Fleeing aimlessly would’ve been useless against the twenty-meter-tall golem. Even when Mason used a movement skill, the distance he covered barely matched two strides of the towering construct.

But since they’d followed Midi’s meticulously crafted plan from the start, every escape route had been prearranged. Midi had personally installed numerous alchemical mechanisms along their path, even repurposing deadly traps from other areas. All to buy mere minutes.

The Secret Silver Golem had barely run three hundred meters when it triggered an explosive magic array. Then came a quagmire pit. Next, a rain of sharp swords. Though none pierced its defenses, each mechanism slowed the golem’s advance.

Risen and Zaknavan ambushed from the shadows, striking critical blows to disrupt its rhythm.

"Twenty minutes… should work," Midi muttered, watching the golem’s progress from hiding. The moment the others drew the construct away, he lunged forward. A "Heavenly Dragon Strike" carried him to the massive Alchemical Gate, where he began dismantling its final defenses.

Each passing minute brought new alchemical puzzles – some nearly impossible circuits. By the nineteenth minute, the last mechanism clicked open.

The ground shook instantly.

The Secret Silver Golem was returning.

Mason’s group stumbled ahead of it, filthy and exhausted, burning through every movement skill they possessed.

Black Iron Dragon Flames erupted around Midi as he strained against the colossal gate. Even enhanced, he barely pried open a narrow gap. "Go through! Now!" he barked.

In one motion, he teleported atop the golem’s head. Dragon flames cascaded over its silver skull, warping the metal and drawing an agonized roar. The construct swiped with hands that pulled air itself – a death sentence for anyone without flying skills like "Heavenly Dragon Strike."

Midi soared clear, heart pounding.

This golem from the Dark Dragon God’s underground Dragon Tower lived up to its dreadful reputation.

Fortunately, Midi didn’t need to keep fighting the Golem. His last attack had significantly slowed the metal creature’s movements, giving Risen and the others enough time to scramble through the Alchemical Gate. That was all that mattered.

Midi swiftly retreated to the narrow opening of the Alchemical Gate. Without wasting a second, he slipped through the gap and slammed the heavy door shut behind him.

By the time the Secret Silver Golem reached the gate, the seals Midi had unlocked earlier had fully reset. The furious construct couldn’t breach the reinforced portal – its programming forbade attacking the Alchemical Gate directly. All it could do was let out frustrated roars that echoed through empty corridors.

Meanwhile, Midi’s group pressed onward through the pitch-black Tunnel. No torches or light beams pierced the darkness, the silence as heavy as Death itself. It reminded Midi of his first days in the Shaded Realm’s wilderness.

They walked for hours through the unchanging passage, only the downward slope confirming their descent. After eight grueling hours, they emerged into a vast space holding an eerie crystal forest.

Every tree and blade of grass here shone with sinister red-black crystal, unlike the purple hues of the surface’s Sea of Trees. More alarming was Midi’s discovery – his Black Dragon Remnant Token was draining several times faster than normal.

"This isn’t part of the underground Dragon Tower anymore," Midi muttered. He’d hoped to gather more spoils from the tower’s harmless mechanisms, but this new environment brought fresh dangers.

No clues explained their location, but the group soon noticed abundant Black Crystal Plants thriving here. Patches of Black Crystal Grass and even rare Black Crystal Flowers appeared regularly along their path, balancing the Token’s accelerated drain.

After another two hours, a dragon-headed temple loomed before them. The group entered cautiously.

"Trial participants, welcome to the Dragon God Temple," boomed the stone Dragon Head above the entrance. "This marks both the end of your current gamble and the start of your next."

Midi kept his expression neutral. "Explain."

The Dragon Head continued lightly: "Rewards await here, making it your journey’s end. But claiming them requires new battles – thus it becomes a beginning. You seek strength. We provide the means."

A glowing screen materialized before the four people as the voice faded. Midi watched warily, remembering how the underground Dragon Tower’s guardian had twisted truths. Every word here required careful scrutiny.

This was an exchange list for spoils.

Midi looked closely and saw the items listed.

Black Crystal Sensor "Compound Eyes," 100 Black Flame Coins.

Black Crystal Storage Unit "Honey Pot," 200 Black Flame Coins.

Black Crystal Collector "Worker Bee," 500 Black Flame Coins.

Volcano Potion, 260 Black Flame Coins.

Dragon Breath Potion, 300 Black Flame Coins.

Items like these were plainly listed one after another.

Suddenly, he felt a faint tremor from the Black Dragon Remnant Token inside him, revealing a number.

Black Flame Value: 1020.

The Black Dragon Remnant Token in Midi’s body could keep him in the underground Dragon Tower for around ten days, which equaled 1020 Black Flame Coins. Each day spent here was worth 100 Black Flame Coins.

But 1020 Black Flame Coins didn’t seem like much—it could only buy three bottles of Dragon Breath Potion.

After all his effort to get here, Midi couldn’t accept leaving with just three bottles.

He calmly began scrolling through the light screen.

As he moved through the list, the items grew more valuable.

From the 300-coin Dragon Breath Potion to the 700-coin Calming Potion, then the 1500-coin Crystal Heart Gunpowder—the prices and rarity kept rising.

Finally, Midi reached the end of the list.

His pupils shrank when he saw the last item.

Primary True Dragon Body Refinement Method, 1,000,000 Black Flame Coins.

The words flashed clearly at the bottom of the screen—then vanished.

“Ah! A slip-up!” The Dragon Head cried. “That’s from the high-tier exchange list! You’re only allowed to see the low-tier list. You’re not even qualified for the mid-tier. Forget what you saw!”

A slip-up?

Midi scoffed inwardly.

Would the Dragon God Temple make such a basic mistake?

The Dragon Head had clearly sensed his True Dragon Heritage and dangled that item as bait.

But even knowing it was a trap, Midi had no choice. He had to walk into it.

The Primary True Dragon Body Refinement Method was a guaranteed hit for him.