Dragon Clan: Restart your life

"Boss, what's going on?"

Looking at the salvaged and placed Mars, Lao Qi asked in a low voice.

"Who are you asking me?" Nissos checked Mars's injuries and frowned, "He's not even dead from this injury? He can still float accurately in front of me. Should I say that this guy Mars is... Blessed and blessed..."

Mars' heart was pierced, 90% of the bones in his body were shattered, and half of his right chest disappeared. If this kind of injury were any other hybrid species, even an ordinary pure-blood dragon would have died long ago.

His fire of life was very small, and most importantly, the most powerful resilience of the dragon clan could not be reflected in him at all. This guy had bled to the point where there was no blood left, and the injury showed no tendency to heal.

"Is this guy too seriously injured and unable to save his life, or..." At the end of Nisos's words, he swallowed and looked at Lao Qi beside him.

The dragon's self-healing power is so powerful that it can regenerate a broken limb, but it is not without limits. The dragon is still a creature that follows the conservation of energy. Self-healing means that it requires a large amount of energy. Once the injury reaches the limit of self-healing, the dragon will still die. Like the black dragon discovered by Herzog.

The second possibility is to be injured by a rule-level weapon.

But the only known rule-level weapon in the world is Odin's Kungunir.

"Boss, we still have some serum in stock, would you like..."

Nissos gritted his teeth: "Put it all into his body. Whether he lives or dies depends on his fate."

The dragon blood serum they refined is a "magic medicine" for humans and hybrids, which can help them cross species and enter a new world. However, for the first-generation species, its only function is to provide energy.

Lao Qi hurriedly ran out of the room, and Nissos sat beside the bed with a gloomy expression.

Even Mars suffered a disaster... In today's Presbyterian Church, Mars is recognized as the Ancient One second only to Edcho.

I'm afraid the person who took action was really Frissis. Has he woke up?

He really escaped from the egg back then. Is this his revenge?

Now that the headquarters is suspected to have been destroyed, their artificial intelligence "Fujin" is temporarily unable to contact them, and the originally stable and strong connection between the Presbyterian Church was instantly severed.

As for private contact, only those old guys could find him, but he couldn't find these old guys.

They may not be able to contact each other, and a group of old coins regard their lair as their wealth and life.

Lao Qi came out of the house carrying a freezer box. Nissos looked at the dozens of neatly arranged serums inside, and his heart ached inexplicably. These were all money and connections...

After all the serum was injected, Nissos took a deep breath: "The next step is up to Mars himself. Old Seventh, let his men stop the ship."

"Stop the ship? Are we not going to continue tracking the boy named Bradley?"

"We're not looking for it anymore," Nissos said. "Death or recovery is a matter of these ten minutes. If Mars wakes up, we ask him what to do next. This game is already messed up."

Lao Qi saw the gloomy expression on his boss's face and knew that the current situation was not good. He responded in a low voice and walked out of the house.

Nissus stared at Mars' unconscious side face and listened to the pierced heart.

As long as this heart can still beat, Mars has a chance to wake up.

Time passed by minute by second, and just when hope became increasingly slim and Nissos couldn't help but feel discouraged, a pulsating sound like spring thunder sounded powerfully in the room, as if substantial vitality overflowed.

Mars' heart began to beat.

Although the heart is not the fatal organ of the Dragon Clan, it is still an extremely important organ, especially because it plays an important role in blood circulation.

As long as the dragon's blood flows in the body, the dragon will not die.

But Nissos's face became paler with Mars' wounds. His heart had revived, and the dragon's blood poured down from the upper reaches like thawed river water. However, Mars' most serious injury was half erased. There was no trace of granulation from the wound on the right chest.

It was obvious that the bones in the body had begun to make continuous sounds, and the pierced heart was beating vigorously, but the injury on the right chest showed no sign of healing.

A hard moan came out of Mars' mouth.

Mars slowly opened his eyes and saw the nervous and pale face close at hand.

He closed his eyes again, "Stay away from me."

Nissos: "...Do you still have time to joke around at this time?"

Mars coughed and spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, but still couldn't help but chuckle.

"Where did you pick me up?"

"On the nearby sea, who were you beaten like this by? Odin or Frixis?"

"It was Frixis who did it. He has killed five of us in a row."

"Five people?!"

Nissos' expression changed drastically. Half of the five members of the Presbyterian Church, namely the five first-generation members, were gone.

"How did he find them?" Nissos asked.

Each of these old guys was shrewder than the last. He always felt that even if he lifted up the surface of the earth, he might not be able to find where he was hiding.

"What if I tell you again that he only used it for two days before?"

Nissos looked solemn and said: "Is there a traitor? But the traitor may not know our respective lairs, right?"

Mars slowly uttered two words: "Fujin."

"There is no way Fukin could betray us." Nissos shook his head and said, "It is an artificial intelligence now. We have mastered its underlying data and lifeline. How can a machine betray humans?"

No one can hide the Presbyterian Church's financial movements from Fu Jin. They can hide each other's whereabouts, but all movements will inevitably leave clues on Fu Jin's database.

"I didn't say that Fukin betrayed us, but that someone invaded Fukin's database." Mars sighed, "Frisius found our headquarters before, and I deliberately showed up to talk to him to delay time for Fukin to Jin completed the data transfer and evacuation, but now it seems that I fell into his trap. I was stalling for time, and he was stalling for time too!"

"The reward for finding him in time... is all bullshit." Mars said coldly, "After dying once, this guy still doesn't change his shameless face."

Nissos had never seen the former Frisis, and what kind of charm the second Black King was. He could only nod in agreement, showing an indignant look, and resolutely stood on the same side as Senior Mars.

"Where are we now?" Mars suddenly asked.

"Mediterranean Sea, I just sailed from the port in Turkey two days ago."

"Mediterranean Sea? Not far away... maybe it is fate to meet you." Mars took a deep look at Nissos and said in a deep voice, "Go and give the order, move forward at full speed, target the Greenland Sea, after a while I will give you a rough coordinate and move towards this coordinate."

"What kind of destiny?" Nissos said dumbfounded, "What are you doing in the Greenland Sea? You have a secret base there. Can you help us avoid the pursuit of the Black King?"

"Okay." Mars said without changing his expression, "I have a small island there, which is my secret base. I haven't been there for a long time, and I don't know if I can still find it. It's a natural and hidden Nibelung. , the door can only be opened at certain times.”

"The Nibelungen with a door lock?" Nissos's eyes lit up, "What a great place! Let's go, there's no need to prepare any supplies. I have everything on the cruise ship. Let's go in first to avoid the wind."

"By the way, have you given your secret base a cool name?"

Nissos, who walked to the door, turned around and asked.

He was ready to tell his men to weigh anchor and move towards the Greenland Sea without any delay.

Mars, who was lying on the bed and slowly closed his eyes to rest, said:

"Yes, I call him Avalon."

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An old castle on the top of a cliff.

"Lord Beowulf, the action team has been assembled!" A middle-aged man with stern eyebrows wearing iron armor stood behind Beowulf.

The waves under the cliff hit the corners of the cliff, and the sound of the waves lasted forever. Beowulf stood like a stone statue carved from limestone in front of the tombstones.

He put on the armor that he had not put on for decades, and stood with a heavy sword in his hand covered with pale dragon scales.

After a long and almost eternal silence, Beowulf raised his head, looked at the increasingly gloomy sky, and said in a hoarse voice: "Bess, did you tell everyone in advance as I asked? There is a high probability that you will not come back from this trip. . If you want to withdraw, you can now receive a sum of money and return to Kassel's global execution department, and bring the legacy of the action team to those little guys."

The middle-aged man said word by word: "The remaining thirty-seven people in the action team are here!"

Beowulf was silent.

Before escorting Romanti Kach, who mastered the [Prophet], to Kassel College, he had already received a prophecy about himself from Romanti.

He knew that he would face the final battle in the north.

He has waited too long for this battle, and the Beowulf family has waited too long.

Let the mission passed down from generation to generation of the Beowulf family end in his generation.

Beowulf slowly turned around, his eyebrows were as majestic as a prison, not angry but powerful. At this moment, he became the "bloodthirsty dragon" again, the last dragon slayer of the Beowulf family.

He raised the heavy sword with one hand, pointed it to the north, and said as coldly and iron-blooded as before:

"Operation team, let's go."

"As you command!"

The middle-aged man turned around and strode away, resolutely and without any sloppiness.

Beowulf also walked towards the outside of the castle with his back to the tombstone.

He walked slowly, as if he was saying his final goodbyes to this old castle that he had lived in for decades.

It's a pity that I couldn't see my fifth generation grandson who was already one year old in the end.

He had thought about giving his child a Yingwei name, but in the end he couldn't make that call.

Fortunately, the title of [Bloodthirsty Dragon Hunter] finally found a successor.

Whether his life was a success or a failure will be left to future generations to comment on.

Beowulf's eyes wandered over the murals on the walls of the castle that had been passed down from generation to generation.

When passing by the mural that has changed several times.

He stopped for the last time and looked up at the sacred ancient murals reflected in the fire on the wall.

The old Beowulf fought with the red dragon in a bloody battle, swinging his giant sword to cut off the dragon's head, but at the moment of killing the dragon, the dragon's sharp teeth pierced the neck. At the last moment of his life, he will The helmet, armor and sword were given to the young warrior Wiglaf who fought alongside him.

Since then, Wiglaf has replaced Beowulf and become the new hero.

(Chapter 85)

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"We have arrived in Denmark and found the coordinates."

Chu Zihang glanced at Xia Mi's back in the laboratory and said to Professor Manstein on the other side of the phone, "The enemy has escaped early. There is no one here and the data has been cleared, but we found it." There are some clues, and I should try to pursue them next.”

Manstein on the other end of the phone sighed and said: "Please pay attention to your safety, especially you, be mature and steady, and don't use any means to complete the task like before. The school cannot help you wipe your ass this time. The current international situation is very serious, Dragon Clan The secrets have begun to be exposed, so don’t let the official forces target you.”

"I understand." Chu Zihang nodded, "How is the situation with junior brother?"

"Lu Mingfei, like you, also missed the point. All the people behind the hunter website have long since escaped."

"Caesar..." Chu Zihang paused and whispered, "There has been a lot of trouble in the Gattuso family recently, right?"

"Well, Frost is dead." Manstein said solemnly, "There is also some chaos within the secret party now. I have discussed it with your teacher. It is okay for you to be outside at this time. If the elders give orders randomly, You can also use the excuse of being away from home as an excuse."

"Does the school need anything from us?"

"Next week we will send a secret team to Siberia, led by Lu Mingfei."

"Understood, we will rush to Siberia as soon as possible."

"Be safe." Manstein hesitated, and finally sighed.

He wanted to say something, but all he said was a reminder to pay attention to safety.

After hanging up the phone, Chu Zihang pushed open the door of the laboratory. Xia Mi was lying in front of a breeding chamber, staring curiously at the dragon blood hamster inside.

The "enemy" who had fled in advance during Chu Zihang's phone call stood beside the girl with a smile and introduced her company's experimental results in the past two years.

Not long ago, the boss behind the scenes made a special call and said that someone would come to check their research results in recent years in the next two days. They did the inspection at the end of the year. Everyone was very active for the bonus.

Chu Zihang stood in front of the breeding warehouse and asked doubtfully: "What is the use of this kind of creature?"

He saw Herzog's underground laboratory in Tokyo. Herzog captured homeless people and experimented with dragon blood, turning ordinary people into Deadpools. The most successful work among them was undoubtedly the dragon-shaped Death Attendant.

The most important thing is that those Deadpools are controllable.

Herzog successfully created a group of Dragon Blood Legions.

But the research laboratory under Norns is researching... dragon-blooded pets?

Are you preparing to enter the global pet market?

Looking at the dense black scales on the hamster's body, Chu Zihang thought that not many girls would buy it home.

The researcher proudly said: "Chu, you understand wrong. What we are showing you is not this hamster, but the genetic technology behind this hamster! We have been able to create a small dragon-blood hybrid that is docile and does not have any bloodthirsty. Plant a creature!"

"The point here is that we found the key to the dragon's bloodthirsty and successfully eliminated it!"