CHAPTER 646: CHAPTER 518: WON MAHJONG!

The figure stood at the door, revealing his appearance.

——It was a fat man.

He was about two meters tall and his bulk could not simply be described as imposing; it had to be termed "overwhelming" to even come close.

His neck was thick.

His face was covered with horizontal layers of fat, and his eyes were squished into slits by the flesh.

Dressed in a black leather jacket and pants, he wore a pair of colorful skateboard shoes on his feet.

Wu Xiaode took one look and felt reassured.

——This kind of character, this kind of aura, was unmistakably that of a professional brawler!

"Brother, is it you who sucked me over here via the wormhole?"

The fat man asked politely.

"The wormhole is mine; he just pressed the button," the Master of All Knowledge hurriedly said.

The fat man’s face showed impatience as he pointed to the button on the wormhole gate and retorted:

"This button is imbued with countless Laws of Destiny. Every summoning changes the course of the entire world. And you think with your puny physique you could summon me?"

The Master of All Knowledge was speechless.

Although he was a world-class living entity, he felt a sense of "not to be trifled with" in the presence of this guy.

The fat man looked at Wu Xiaode again, appraising him from head to toe, and exclaimed in admiration:

"Incredible, incredible. You are surrounded by lucky powers everywhere, did you know that?"

"At such a young age to be enveloped in the Power of Death, and always looking ready for a fight, you clearly haven’t forgotten your roots. You’re a rare sight, a real scoundrel."

"If one day, you gather a group of fighters who love to fight, won’t you soar to the skies?"

"Young man, how about letting me settle down in your world?"

Wu Xiaode was momentarily taken aback, about to respond, when the Book of the Dead flipped open, and several lines of small text quickly appeared:

"This book has not yet fully integrated into the world, so it cannot accurately judge world-class powers."

"The current subject is an individual entity."

"In collaboration with the Bonephone 3, the following combat information has been obtained:"

"The opponent has used a Super High-Level Secret Technique to probe your wealth, thereby learning that you possess nearly ten billion tons of gold, as well as the treasures collected by the Bone Dragon Fafnir in his lifetime."

"The opponent has probed your World Attribute."

What the heck.

So all those nice words, just because he saw I’m rich?

But I was actually planning to spend money to prolong the war situation as much as possible——

So let’s spend money to get things done!

Wu Xiaode gave a slight smile and said:

"Of course, I’m willing to keep a brother here. But we’re in the middle of a war right now. If you could lend us a hand, that would be great."

The fat man slapped his forehead with joy, and said, "No problem, fighting is my old profession!"

After saying that, he began moving things from inside to outside the door.

Wu Xiaode and the Master of All Knowledge watched intently, only to see that they were musical instruments like electric guitars, basses, drum sets, and the like.

Musical instruments...

The two exchanged glances.

"Buddy, what exactly is your profession?" the Master of All Knowledge asked.

"Allow me to introduce myself——"

The fat man straightened up, with a solemn expression, and said, "I am Sa, everyone calls me Fat Sa, an independent musician with a rebellious spirit."

"Race?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Dragon," the fat man grinned and said.

The Master of All Knowledge screamed at the top of his lungs, "Dragon! Hahaha, we have hope now! To think it’s a dragon, I’m going to turn this around——"

Wu Xiaode looked at him in disbelief.

You’re supposedly a World Master; why are you so excited?

I have seen members of the Dragon Clan myself.

The Black Dragon Gjestastav in the Death Demon Cave was indeed quite strong.

But if there’s only one dragon...

Can we really win this war?

"The armies of three worlds are about to attack us, do you have a plan?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"Can you give me shelter?" Fat Sa asked.

Wu Xiaode thought about the sneaky way he had been probed and became serious, asking sternly:

"Why do you really want to come to my world?"

"——Remember, you only get one chance. Don’t lie, because even if you’re as formidable as they come, I won’t let you stay in my world."

Fat Sa hesitated for a moment, then whispered, "I’ve hit a bottleneck in my cultivation and haven’t been able to break through, plus I’m deep in high-interest debt... I need a big shot like you to cover for me."

"I’m quite average in terms of strength," Wu Xiaode shrugged and said.

"To be an Honorable in a place like the ’Virtual World’ and yet say you’re average? That’s modest," Fat Sa said with admiration.

Wu Xiaode had no good explanation to offer.

——It wouldn’t be great to admit he was tricked into coming here, and although he had taken his revenge, by some fluke, he had become an Honorable.

If it really came down to strength...

My world was only born a few days ago...

Forget it, let’s not talk about that.

"Alright, if that’s the case, you can stay in my world," Wu Xiaode agreed.

"Oh yeah, just watch the fight and see how it goes," Fat Sa immediately said.

No sooner had he said that than his figure leapt into the air, transforming into a massive shadow that weaved through the clouds, disappearing into the distance in an instant.

Wu Xiaode watched the retreating massive shadow and suddenly a thought crossed his mind.

My world is only about the size of two and a half football fields——

——Could it accommodate the real body of this dragon?

But this is a dragon summoned with the support of the wormhole under the influence of 24 points of luck.

It must be the species best suited for my world!

With this thought, Wu Xiaode felt somewhat relieved again.

He thought of the matter of luck and simply erased all the luck from himself.

——Carrying such terrifying luck for too long would surely invite an even more terrifying backlash, better to quit while ahead.

"Let’s follow up and see how exactly we’re going to win!" the Master of All Knowledge said.

"Let’s go!" Wu Xiaode said.

In a flash, they appeared above the battlefield.

Soon after.

A colossal shadow appeared in the distant clouds, instantly traversing the sky and thunderously landing on the plains.

By then, the enemy’s three armies were fully prepared.

The Lion King’s army—

The beasts led the charge at the forefront, followed closely by Granny Yin’s giant poisonous worms and scorpions, with Elder Wu’s blond-haired, blue-eyed humans bringing up the rear.

The three armies galloped and charged across the plains.

"The two forces will meet in one minute," said the Master of Ten Thousand Consciousness nervously.

Wu Xiaode looked towards Fat Sa, who, calm and composed, slung the electric guitar over his shoulder and shouted:

"Airy Back to Pair, raise your hands."

A loud and flamboyant guitar sound soared into the skies.

Fat Sa’s mouth rapidly chanted:

"Today we sing the song of war,"

"Look, look!"

"I’ve only been away from the rivers and lakes for a few years, and a bunch of trash dares to ripple in front of me!"

He snapped his fingers.

A drum set appeared directly in front of him.

Bang bang tap!

Bang bang tap!

Grasping the drumsticks, Fat Sa pounded out the rhythm and bellowed:

"You think you can win a prize like this?"

"But your magic is so reckless, your steps so faltering,"

"Turns out the trash that’s never fought dares to swagger in front of me!"

"Let me teach you what it means to show off!"

As he sang this line, he seemed to accomplish something, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his eyes.

In the battle formation opposite, a beast Priest waved a bone staff and pointed at him, saying:

"Fire at will."

All three armies attacked at once.

Endless beams of magical light crossed the sky like a curtain, covering the plain, and all focused on Fat Sa.

Rumble rumble rumble—

The sun and moon lost their light, and the earth shook.

Dust filled the sky.

"No way, could he really be dead just like that?" said the Master of All Knowledge, disappointed.

"Weren’t you just confident we could turn the tide against the wind? Why are you losing faith now?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"The Dragon Clan... well, even an ordinary member is quite powerful, but it’s a bit of a stretch to take on the armies of three worlds alone—yet they shouldn’t be this weak," the Master of All Knowledge hesitated.

"Spit it out, what else are you thinking?" Wu Xiaode asked.

"He dares to wander the universe alone; I thought he was one of those special dragons," said the Master of Ten Thousand Consciousness, lowering his voice.

"Special dragons?" repeated Wu Xiaode.

"Right, it’s said that the top dragons who have Awakened possess unspeakable secret powers and have almost never lost in war."

"What kind of secret powers?"

"Bro, no one knows, only the dragons themselves."

Both men turned their gaze back to the battlefield.

Soon, a deep pit appeared on the plain.

There was no sign of life within it.

The three armies bypassed the pit and continued their charge forward.

Suddenly.

A voice came from the pit:

"Do you think you have won?"

"You’ve all crossed my defense line, so of course, you could say that you’ve won."

"However—"

"I was born for moments like this."

As the voice faded.

The three armies running across the fields were all frozen in place, unable to move a muscle.

Whether it was the beast troops on the Priest’s side, the venomous snakes of the dark poison class, or the pirate humans plundering resources, none could move.

Deathly silence fell over the whole battlefield.

The whooshing cold wind over the plains added a touch of horror to this eerie scene.

A figure climbed up from the massive pit, spitting, and stood again on the plains.

—Fat Sa.

His eyes, squinted into slits by the fatty folds on his face, slightly opened, revealing the glowing, cruel vertical pupils inside.

"Hey, why can’t they move?"

Wu Xiaode squatted in midair and shouted down at the fat man.

The fat man replied loudly, "This is my unique secret skill, brother. As long as they defeat me, I can paralyze them—"

"This is the famous Dragon Clan secret skill: Paralysis upon Victory!"

Wu Xiaode fell silent.

That’s a pretty casual name for a skill.

If such a skill really exists, wouldn’t it mean that no one dares to fight with the dragons?

Yet looking out—

Indeed, the entire army on the plain was frozen, unable to move.

This can’t be faked...

Could "Paralysis upon Victory" actually be a real skill?

The Master of All Knowledge excitedly said, "He won’t tell the truth. Such controlling powers are the Dragon Clan’s top secret, but fortunately, he’s on our side!"

The two Honorable Ones continued to look down.

Fat Sa found a rock, jumped on it, and faced the three armies—

He took a deep breath...

Boom!!!

An endless sea of fire erupted from his mouth, sweeping across the whole plain!

The three armies were incinerated to nothing!