Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

one minute ago.

The message from Bu Shun appeared on Xia Mi and Zero's personal terminals:

"Ladies, get ready to end this farce."

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"A farce?...Maybe."

From beginning to end, Zero's eyes never moved away from Lu Mingfei.

Ever since they followed the secretary's guidance and entered the singularity, Zero and Natsumi have been in a "ghost" state.

Unable to contact others and unable to interfere with everything in reality.

It's like...the audience outside the screen.

Maybe it's because there is no "close connection" between the two of them and the story that is happening.

They can only be the audience, watching the protagonist of the story - Chu Zihang from a distance in the "corner", and Lu Mingfei, who boarded the Maybach with Chu Zihang under the guidance of Bu Shun.

"Are you...looking like this right now?"

Ling thought in his heart, but it reminded him of a time when he was not familiar with the world.

In her eyes, Lu Mingfei in this past time was just like herself.

It was like a small white flower growing quietly in the snow, or like a piece of white paper that had been smeared until there was nothing left. It even made her feel unbearable.

It's a pity... fate has destined them not to live in such ignorance.

As Chu and Lu woke up, they started fighting.

Modules of different sizes slid together silently, and the structural weapons also deformed in her hands.

A sniper rifle that was completely white, with light blue energy lines flowing at every joint, and full of technology, was lifted up by Zero.

The petite girl with white blond hair took a deep look at her roommate, and from her face full of coldness and hatred, she found a "feeling" similar to her current self.

That is - hate.

Because of whom it failed;

Who was robbed for?

Because of who, I became who I am today.

What connects everything is hatred, the never-extinguishing flame in a cold heart.

It is the strongest emotion in the world that maintains the body that should have lost everything, allowing them to wander in this world like ghosts... just looking for the only relief, looking for the possibility of letting go of everything.

The life of "Renata Yevgeny Chicherin" was a life of abandonment and plunder.

In this way, she finally found her only faith and her only support in the boy known as "Zero".

The hatred burned away her past, and Renata no longer existed.

Instead, there was the rebirth of a girl named "Zero".

From that day on, what existed in her heart was no longer hatred, but a feeling that was "hotter than hope and deeper than despair"... So Zero would no longer be confused, and the rest of her life would only be for one person.

And live.

When she saw Lu Mingfei being knocked away by Odin's storm and vomiting blood, she tightened her grip on the gun in her hand. Under her seemingly cold appearance, she brewed a murderous intention that was even worse than the cold.

"What about you?"

Zero thought in his mind that he would never say it to Xia Mi.

What is the reason for the anger that occupies your heart?

How can you relieve the resentment in your heart and get relief from this misfortune?

So she took the bloody index finger from Xia Mi's hand.

The slender index finger with the remaining body temperature fell on Ling's smaller palm, but the touch to her felt like some kind of hard stone instead of the softness of a girl's skin.

Even with her current analytical ability in constructing weapons, she was unable to analyze some kind of strange ability contained in this finger, and could only get a large [unknown] prompt.

The dragon blood in her body seems to be afraid of something. Even if she wants to open the mirror, everything she sees is fragmented...

——Perhaps this is the "secret" why Xia Mi can kill Norton.

But just like she won't tell others her true age, Zero won't try to touch the secrets of her classmates. She is good at suppressing her curiosity. When performing tasks, she is like a reflection of

The mirror of others will only give responses that are consistent with the needs of others.

She asked nothing and said nothing.

Just use this index finger as a bullet, fill it into the bullet chamber of the super sniper rifle transformed from the structural weapon, and adapt it to the corresponding shooting assist mode.

He used an unknown method to stop the bleeding from his severed finger. His eyes were covered by the shadow cast by his bangs. Xia Mi watched the meticulous movements of his roommate and moved his lips slightly.

She suddenly asked: "How is your marksmanship?"

Like a doll that only knows how to execute orders, Zero, who was adjusting the sniper rifle and shooting angle, raised his head and said calmly:

"Constructed weapons will automatically aim at the target."

As long as she aims and frames the target, her heart and machine will automatically lock on to the key point she should aim at.

Now even Lu Mingfei can't beat her in shooting skills.

"Does it rely on the power of technology?"

Most of the time, machines are more accurate than people. Even the proud Dragon King has to trust Zero's skills - after all, she has not beaten her in the academy's shooting event.

Xia Mi nodded and said calmly: "Leave it to you, Zero."

"Kill him...that's what you think in your heart, right?"

Simple words, but unconsciously evoked the hidden venom in people's hearts. Zero squinted his eyes, raised his swan-white neck, and opened his blood-colored lips:

"I hate it."

Standing high above, looking down on all living beings... Why does such a god need to exist?

Her god...just one is enough.

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A strange heartbeat appeared in the black box that Chu Tianjiao hugged tightly.

It was a heavy and loud sound, as if the gears hanging in the sky began to rotate, the hammer fell, and the torrent washing away all things ran through the ancient and modern times, and no life could bear its weight.

"Uh-huh..."

There was a sound of something hitting the water.

As a mixed race, Chu Tianjiao was the first to be unable to resist and fell to the ground with his knees weak.

Suffocating sobs came from his mouth, his lungs seemed to be filled with mud, and every nerve was screaming... It seemed that there were hordes of undead telling him, Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! The huge voice rose and fell like thunder in my ears.

Like...the horn of destiny!!

The box was trembling, and the silver World Tree emblem on the black box lid was stained with an unknown yellow rust at some point. The continuous pulsations made him seem to jump out of Chu Tianjiao's arms.

Standing beside Chu Tianjiao, he held Bu Shun, who was lying dead on the road Mingfei, with one hand, and stretched out his other big hand.

The black box was held in his hands.

Both Chu Zihang and Odin stopped moving at this time, because they were also unable to avoid the influence of the heartbeat in the center of the box.

But lightning and white mist flashed continuously between the mouth and nose of the Eight-legged Pegasus. At this time, it stubbornly raised its neck, as if unwilling to kneel down and worship its master whose heartbeat was beating.

Lu Mingfei blinked blankly, and his eyes met the eight-legged horse.

Why are you... He seemed to see doubts in Sleipnir's eyes.

He didn't feel any oppression at all, and even felt the dragon's blood boiling in his body for the first time in a long time - but it was this that made him feel incredible.

The "Dragon Power" was taken from Narusawa in the middle of the sea of ​​consciousness after he mastered the power of the divine name text, and was therefore completely under his control. After the battle with Norton, the dragon blood in his body fell into silence, and the divine name

The power of writing has also been greatly weakened, and it is said that it will take several months to recover.

But at this moment, power suddenly surged out of his body.

The silent dragon blood was completely revived in an instant, and even went a step further, allowing him to vaguely hear Lu Mingze's voice after a long absence:

'Get away from...that thing!'

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the little devil's voice that Lu Mingfei heard contained undisguised disgust? And hostility?

"Brother Shun!" Lu Mingfei shouted quickly: "This thing looks very bad!"

Looking meaningfully at Lu Mingfei, who was jumping up and down, Bu Shun, as the only person here who was not affected, casually shook the box in his hand:

"The creator of all things, the end of all things, the black wings that bear all the dead, the ruler of the wheel of fate... The Black King has so many titles."

Bu Shun's gaze suddenly collided with Odin's gaze, causing clearly visible ripples to appear in the shower.

The next moment, he suddenly threw the box in his hand into the air.

The clearly audible cracking sound and the thunderous heartbeat overwhelmed all the noise in an instant.

Like a spider stretching out its claws, something silent and quiet was released from the box, covering the Nibelungs that should have been completely dominated by Odin!

Bu Shun's figure also disappeared from the same place, along with the huge darkness that suddenly expanded in the air.

"The disordered wheel of fortune, the god who governs all chaotic images..."

"I'll take care of it."

But the two words he left behind still made Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who stayed where they were, suddenly feel an unparalleled sense of peace of mind.