Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

boom! !

Thunderstorms crackled in the sky of this primeval forest, as if God was angry at the disrespect at hand.

But it seems to confirm the legend of thunder exorcising evil spirits from ancient times to the present. The evil spirits that are hated by gods and ghosts wake up and cause this strange celestial phenomenon.

You know, this is the end of December, winter has already entered.

The entire province has clear skies, except for this area where it is raining.

Feeling the chill of raindrops on his cheeks, Kalins suddenly understood the cause of this unusual celestial phenomenon.

--element.

To be precise, the element of water.

Buddhism believes that "earth, water, fire, and wind" are the four elements that make up matter. The basis of alchemy recorded on the stone tablets of the Jade Record also reveals that the essence of the world is composed of these four elements.

Different from the earth, fire, air flow, and living water that humans usually create and use, alchemists believe that the real four elements are hidden in the microscopic world at the molecular and atomic levels, and cannot be effectively observed at the current level of human science and technology.

However, if it is discovered, then the human world will usher in a discovery no less than Joseph John Thomson's first discovery of electrons, which unveiled the microscopic world.

Normally, the distribution of these elements is balanced, but in the case of severe disturbance, turbulence of elements invisible to the naked eye will occur.

The elemental turbulence will cause strange celestial phenomena, and the atmosphere and even the earth's crust will become inexplicable. There may be heavy rains for several months, or there may be collective eruptions of volcanoes, aurora, storms, drastic temperature changes...

Hybrids never question the fact that wind, fire, earth, and water exist, because humans cannot observe them by any existing means, but another species can.

They are natural darlings, mysterious elements for humans, filling the entire world almost like light and fire in their eyes.

In that ancient era, they also relied on these powers to build a world pyramid as tall as the Tower of Babel.

All of the above can be found in the preface of the textbook "Psychology" at Cassel College. When Kalins, who had just enrolled in the school, opened this book, his first impression was that it was nonsense.

But now he believes it.

Because he no longer needs to doubt the authenticity of that power, because the existence with that kind of power has opened the coffin door, and his awakening has broken the elemental balance of this space.

Click.

In the reflection of the mirror-clear golden eyes of the girl carrying the sword, the lid of the bronze coffin was gently pushed open by a hand, and a swirling air flow emerged from the gray smoke.

Under the incandescent light of thunder and lightning, in the bronze coffin full of thorns.

It was a woman wearing a white silk robe.

He closed his eyes tightly, his skin was fair and his black hair remained the same.

Hundreds of thousands of years of slumber allowed her to still maintain her splendor. Only her body under the white clothes was still a little shriveled, like a dehydrated animal carcass in the desert. The skin clinging to the bones had wrinkles like bark.

There were hundreds of needles in the bronze coffin piercing her body, and each needle was engraved with complicated and mysterious patterns. It was difficult to imagine why she was tortured to death, and one could not help but feel pity for this incomparable person. Heart.

But none of this affected the determination of the man wielding the sword. The two characters "Red Sky" in seal script engraved on the bronze sword glowed red like the rising sun.

In an instant, the light was like a condensed blade, expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, peeling away the darkness covering the coffin inch by inch.

Until all the obstructing white snakes and darkness are driven away, and only...the sleeping corpse is left!

But at the moment when the bronze Han sword, which seemed to carry determination and mission, fell, the silent sky was suddenly dyed a blazing white color by the lightning that tore through the night.

The dazzling lightning cast the girl's slender ghost-like shadow on the coffin.

The dull and thin eyelids of the "corpse" opened, and the golden pupils like dusty gems opened, staring at the world again across thousands of years.

boom! !

The thunderstorm was approaching and the thunder was rolling across the sky and the earth.

Pieces of bronze fragments shot out in all directions like knives.

Thousands of white snakes around them did not evade, and were instantly smashed into a sieve by the bronze fragments, with their broken bodies splashing out in all directions.

It was like a rain of scarlet flesh and blood, falling backwards into a pool of blood and splashing with blood.

The terrifying power rolled towards the girl wielding the sword with surging power, and the red gold color in the girl's eyes had already burned to the extreme. A pressure was pushed to the surrounding people and objects along with the wind roar of the sword.

The girl knows it very well.

The only chance he has is to kill the opponent completely before he wakes up.

And now, He has woken up.

The sight of the female corpse in the bronze coffin opening its eyes is enough to make a man fear for death, and it is enough to make a man scream in terror that is even shriller than a woman's.

Those golden eyes that have been rekindled through the years are enough to make all those who transgress feel terrified.

But even so, the girl did not show any hesitation or timidity at all, and stared intently at those golden eyes.

Sweat welled up on the arm holding the Han Sword, and was filtered out by the clothes that clung to the skin. The muscles underneath were as slender as iron and stone, all of which were transmitting burning blood in an instant.

The power is squeezed out like grinding, and as the blood and sweat flow out are transferred to the sword, the sound of the wind is like a low roar: Kill!

Only in this way can she prove her value as a descendant of the "Red Emperor's Son", and only in this way can she be recognized by the clan and this "Red Sky Sword".

While the murderous intention of the girl was completely ignited, the expression of the woman in the coffin did not change at all.

"Chixiao...Liu family...the traitor..."

The woman's red lips opened slightly, and her hoarse voice was filled with chill and hatred. Facing the sword that was swinging towards her like a bright sun, the invisible realm opened, and she slowly stretched out her right hand, which was as dry as a tree.

Bang! !

The next moment, the bronze Han sword collided with the white and withered hand, and actually made a crisp and clear explosion sound.

I don't know when, the woman's white arms had already turned bronze and turned into sharp claws.

The huge power did not cause any ripples in the Han Sword, but the girl holding the sword was instantly shaken to the point of losing consciousness.

"You're still... not worthy of... this sword..."

The woman's hoarse voice was unclear, as if she wasn't used to the feeling of speaking yet, but the movements of her hands were not slow. The fighting instinct was engraved in her bones.

In an instant, the sword that had been swung out had no time to defend itself. Before the girl could regain consciousness in her hands, a finger fell in front of her.

In an instant, the body that was hit by the bullet trembled like ripples, and the sweat on the skin rippled in the air.

The girl felt as if she had been hit by a pendulum, and the heavy force sent her flying backwards in an instant.

Click, click, click! !

When she was knocked out, all she could do was hold the sword tightly and carry it behind her back.

But the moment she landed, the huge force pushed her backwards and almost fell to the ground.

"puff!"

The girl spit out a mouthful of blood and felt that her vision was distorted. Her whole body seemed to be in a sense of weightlessness. Finally, she held on to the Han Sword beside her and barely managed to avoid falling to the ground.

The bloodshot golden eyes stared intently at the monster standing up slowly from the broken coffin.

boom! !

At this moment, thunder roared in the sky, the sea of ​​flowers moistened by the rain grew wildly, and the flower branches that had been cut off began to regenerate. The sea of ​​flowers swayed and danced, and the swaying flower branches stretched into the sky.

It's like cheering for her awakening, like playing a grand ceremonial song for the coming of the king, and like a believer trying to seize the door of heaven!

The woman with white silk stockings stood in the gloomy rain curtain. She opened her arms as if to embrace the world.

The rain obediently avoided her body, and the copper needles that had been inserted into her body fell off. Every bone of her looming body under the white silk stockings was clearly visible.

At some point, a pool of blood and a swarm of snakes appeared at the woman's feet. All the blood spurted out gathered around her, and the blood surrounded her like a whirlpool.

The blood freed itself from gravity like silk. They boiled and jumped to form tiny tornadoes. The more intense the wind and rain outside, the more joyful and excited they became, just like petals on the blood-red carpet at the feet of the noble being.

It flowed impatiently into the fine and hollow pores on her body, and the dry and wrinkled skin gradually filled up as if filled with water, just like an old tree glowing with the bright colors of life again.

"wrong."

Kalins's forehead was covered with veins. He didn't know whether he was talking to himself in annoyance or telling his companions in the distance: "That is not the reborn third generation at all, but the third generation who woke up from a dream and is close to the peak of strength." kind!"

At the same time, in the executive department of Kassel College, Schneider's face looked a little gloomy.

When the bronze coffin was slowly opened, his eyes did not dare to shift at all.

The girl's singing voice still seemed to be echoing in my ears. It was like a song from ancient times, melodious and beautiful, but also filled with endless loneliness.

"How is it possible? How could He recover so quickly?" a female commissioner blurted out.

Over the past hundred years, the secret party has conquered several third-generation species, and she was also lucky enough to watch them from a distance once.

After that battle, like most of their companions, they all believed that the power of technology was powerful enough, and that the third generation was nothing to worry about.

But the power of the woman they saw now was obviously not on the same level.

"...In Mindoro Island in the Philippines, there is an indigenous people called the Alayan people. They are a primitive tribe that still maintains the habit of consuming hair and drinking blood. There is a sacrificial ceremony in the Alayan tribe."

Schneider looked at the figure in the picture and said in a hoarse voice: "They will put the prey on the altar and sacrifice the soul of the meat to heaven for enjoyment, so that they can eat the minced meat abandoned by heaven."

"He is not an Alayan, but a dragon-like creature that can use dragon blood subspecies with thin blood as sacrifices and blood food!"

As he spoke, Schneider breathed out and said: "Now that noble existence only needs a grand ceremony to announce his return to the world, and the songs of that ceremony will be played with the wailing of life, and the fireworks of praise will be under the moon. The drifting blood mist.”

The three generations of dragons they had faced were all dragons reborn from eggs, and they were all in an interrupted state.

He woke up in a fashion and was not yet in the complete state he once was. His weakened strength was less than one-tenth of what he was at his peak!

What is in front of them now is the third-generation species that was sealed.

He even arranged for his own bloodline to be revived and passed down in the hidden tribe for thousands of years.

The blood of these sacrifices is often respected and respected by the people in the tribe as "witches"!

"Witches" organized sacrifices in the long years before He awakened, praying to God to bring them good weather and accept people's respect and cheers. During this time, they would forget their original mission...

Until that noble existence wakes up.

They will transform into God's most devout believers and perform grand sacrifices, and the sacrifices will be themselves.

The god that little girl believed in was the God of Death who wanted her life.

The swaying branches of the flowers and trees that surrounded her to make way for her were indeed rejoicing and jumping for joy, but they were not dancing for that girl.

They are just guards delivering sacrifices to the altar, and they are just praising their king for his upcoming resurrection!

"Activate the backup plan." Schneider's eyes flickered slightly. After giving the order, he made a call to the person on the other side of the ocean.

The Execution Department never fights an unprepared battle. Even if they are just an exploration team, they still have emergency preparedness plans.

If the people sent by the Orthodox cannot solve it, the Secret Party and the Orthodox will let the first three generations experience the power of technology.

After all, this is Shennongjia, far away from the crowd. As long as there are no civilians, they will be unscrupulous!

At the same time, Kalins saw golden eyes that he had never seen before, and the dazzling light seemed to be the only one in the world.

The wind is howling and the sea of ​​flowers is boiling. If this is a tribute, the prelude to the climax has come to an end.

Every drop of the blood pool on the ground merged into the woman's body, and three thousand green hairs spilled out. Thousands of years of time have not left any marks on the woman's face. The ground-like skin was illuminated by the fluorescence of the sea of ​​flowers, as if The fine jade and the almost perfect facial features make people lament the favoritism of God.

Judging from her face shape and figure, she must have been a peerless beauty who caused war and chaos in the world a thousand years ago.

But even so, she has not yet returned to her former glory. The wound on the palm of her hand made by the bronze Han sword can only heal at an extremely slow speed. Only this wound can prove her weakness at this time. .

If she wants to regain the strength she had a thousand years ago, she still needs more nutrients.

The nutrients naturally come from the cattle and sheep to be slaughtered in the ceremony.

"..." The woman's eyes slowly looked at Kalins and the girl who were entangled in the mid-air by the flower branches.

For a moment, Kalins seemed to feel a wave of power.

His bloodline simply could not support him to look at this noble being, and the other person was not looking at him, but at the girl in front of him.

Asa seemed to notice something, the blood in her body was pulling her.

Uncontrollable admiration washed over his brain, and he knelt at the feet of that figure and kowtowed.

She should become a part of that great being that would make the being of her faith complete. (End of chapter)