Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

Chapter 276: The Concept of the Galaxy Spark Sword

In a mere moment, hundreds of thousands of the strange birds were reduced to ashes in the dazzling light of the Blue-Eyes Tyrant Dragon, vanishing without a trace. Zhao Ming, observing this spectacular scene, smiled with satisfaction. He nodded slightly, expressing his appreciation and recognition of the Blue-Eyes Tyrant Dragon's outstanding performance.

At this moment, the three terrifying dark giants of the ancient times, after being beaten up by Zhao Ming, must be desperately digging out the dark power hidden deep in the ruins in an attempt to enhance their own strength.

And all the precious items related to the remains of giants in the ancient city of Giant Ruins were almost all gone after he moved them away.

"Never mind, this is just another instance of Dagu's dungeon. No matter how powerful the Dark Trio are, they won't be able to break through this indestructible light barrier anytime soon."

"Then let's wait for Dagu to handle this matter for now! As for whether to completely eliminate them, let them go, or even persuade them with emotion and reason, it all depends on Dagu himself."

Seeing that there was not even a single hair of Zoga to be seen on the entire island, Zhao Ming jumped up gracefully and landed steadily on the broad and solid back of the majestic blue-eyed tyrant dragon.

Immediately afterwards, the Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon flapped its enormous, gleaming wings, sending a gust of wind whistling past. Its speed was as fast as lightning, and it rushed forward like a gust of wind. Before long, Zhao Ming and his mount successfully caught up with the Feiyan II, which was ridden by Xincheng, Jujing, and others who had already advanced.

"Hey! Why are you guys so slow? I've already caught up with you!" Zhao Ming stood firmly on the back of the Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon. The strong airflow generated by the dragon's high-speed flight was completely blocked by the Tyrant's broad and powerful wings and could not affect Zhao Ming at all.

With a smile on his face, he shouted loudly to Zongfang, Horii, Xincheng and others in the cabin of Feiyan No. 2.

Munakata responded from the cockpit, "You are a gigantic dragon, flying at lightning speed. We are far behind you."

"I wonder if you have a special liking for dragons? Look at the mechas you designed, they are either dinosaurs or flying dragons. The elves you summoned now are such powerful dragons." Jujing complained jokingly.

Zhao Ming laughed. "You're right. I'm really in the advanced stage of dragon cancer. Isn't the dragon form handsome?"

"It's indeed quite handsome, but you can't just focus on showing off by yourself. Can you please drag me along?" Xincheng teased with a smile.

Zhao Ming laughed again, "Xincheng, shouldn't Jujing have said that? You're such a self-proclaimed handsome guy, but you shouldn't contradict yourself!"

"So what if he's handsome? He still can't find a girlfriend!" Jujing quickly added.

"Um, combat communication channel, everyone, be serious!" Iruma Hui reminded.

"Bye, I'm leaving first!" As soon as Zhao Ming finished speaking, the Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon flapped its wings like an arrow, accelerated, passed Feiyan No. 2 like a meteor, and disappeared into the distance.

"How many more magical tricks does this guy have?" Zongfang muttered to himself enviously as he looked at the figure of the Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon flying ahead.

Digging the well also spread his hands and said helplessly, "Who knows? Anyway, every once in a while, Zhao Ming is a superb magic master, and every once in a while he always comes up with some new tricks. He is simply an inexhaustible treasure!"

"I also want such a majestic and personal elf dragon." Xincheng said with longing, his eyes shining with golden light.

"Xincheng, you should drink more! In dreams, you will have everything."

"Haha..." Zongfang finally couldn't help himself and burst into laughter, leaving Shinjo feeling sad...

Zhao Ming stood firmly on the back of the majestic, terrifying Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon, galloping along at lightning speed. The scenery along the way quickly receded, as if swallowed by an invisible force. Before long, the familiar doorway of his home appeared before his eyes.

Zhao Ming just pushed his legs slightly, and leaped up from the Blue-Eyed Tyrant Dragon like an arrow. After drawing a graceful arc in the air, he landed lightly in his own yard.

He landed gracefully and stood firm, then with a slight wave of his arm, the originally huge Tyrant Dragon instantly turned into two dazzling balls of light, and flew back to the sacred battle plate hanging on his right arm at lightning speed.

At this moment, Gaddi, who had been lying at the door guarding the house and was drowsy, seemed to suddenly feel the breath of his master's return. He suddenly opened his eyes and jumped up excitedly.

It spread out its four hooves and ran towards Zhao Ming like a whirlwind, and kept making cheerful calls from its mouth: "Woof woof woof!" The tail shaking like a rattle fully showed its inner joy.

Gaddy ran over and threw himself into Zhao Ming's arms, licking his cheek with his tender pink tongue. Zhao Ming smiled and stroked Gaddy's furry little head, saying lovingly, "Little guy, have you been looking after the house?"

Gaddi seemed to understand what he said, and responded with two "woohoo" sounds, then looked at Zhao Ming with his big round eyes, as if expecting something.

Zhao Ming certainly understood what it was thinking and continued, "Don't worry, don't worry. Once I finish what I'm doing, I'll take you out to have some fun. But before that, you have to take care of the house for me.

By the way, let me tell you something, Dagu is getting married, and I have to carefully prepare a special and precious gift for him! " After saying that, Zhao Ming gently rubbed Gaidi's head again, got up and walked into the house and began to get busy.

Then, Zhao Ming stepped through the space passage that shimmered with strange light without hesitation, and his figure instantly disappeared. When he reappeared, he was already in his own magic laboratory filled with mystery and fantasy.

In this laboratory, there are all kinds of strange instruments and tools, and the walls are covered with ancient magic scrolls and precious research notes.

However, at this moment, all of this could not attract Zhao Ming's attention, because he had only one goal in mind - to use the resources at hand to create an unparalleled powerful equipment!

That equipment was the legendary Galaxy Spark Lightsaber. Zhao Ming had painstakingly planned this grand plan. After a long period of diligent exploration and collection, he finally gathered the key ingredients he needed: the extremely rare source of light extracted from the remains of countless giant stone statues; crystal materials that were translucent and imbued with magical energy, and so on.

At this time, Zhao Ming quickly walked to the huge magic table in the center of the laboratory. He raised his arm slightly and muttered something.

In an instant, the remains of the giant stone statue, the exquisite crystal timer, and various rare materials used to create prism sparks that had been collected with great difficulty in the Luluye ruins, as if pulled by some mysterious force, all left their original places, slowly floated up, and rotated around Zhao Ming in an orderly manner.

Zhao Ming's eyes were fixed on the materials flying in the air. His gaze was focused and extremely intense, as if he could see through these materials to their final appearance.

His nimble hands began to dance smoothly, each movement was precise and accurate, as if he was conducting a silent but soul-stirring symphony.

As Zhao Ming's hands danced, the previously separate materials began to fuse and intertwine. They constantly deformed, sometimes stretching and lengthening, sometimes shrinking and gathering, gradually revealing the complex and mysterious outline of an object...