Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 392 378. Dragon Slaying

"Not enough, not enough, brother, far from enough! The third blood burst can allow you to kill this dragon, but the angry Susanoo will tear you into pieces!" The boy who claimed to be a devil did not show up. His shadow was in the surrounding steam. The low whisper sounded in Lu Mingfei's ears, which were brought into his ear canal by the wind from all directions.

Lu Mingfei lowered his head to look at his scaly claws. His pupils were originally bright, and at this moment, golden-red light burst out from the depths of his blood-red eyes. When he looked up, the light seemed to penetrate the gray clouds in the sky!

"Shut up."

He said.

"Lu Mingze, shut up!" The angry roar echoed among the mountains, but it was not the language of humans, but the rebuke of gods, the ancient dragon language.

After Lu Mingfei's dragon transformation, his bloodline completely exceeded the critical blood limit. Every blood vessel in his body was flowing with hot dragon blood, so that the syllables he casually uttered from his mouth were all inherited deep in his blood, just like the past Eri.

The majestic elemental turbulence spread around with Lu Mingfei as the center, and the sounds of various dragon characters began to resonate incredibly with the painful roars of the creatures at the bottom of the well.

Word spirit, word spirit, word spirit!

Facing Lu Mingfei who had three blood bursts, even Suserihime, the offspring of the Yamata no Orochi, should be afraid. Word spirit. King's servant was chanted loudly, and then the invisible domain descended from the sky and pressed on all sides, and the entire Red Well was shrouded in it.

The dragon subspecies that were originally tortured by the highly toxic mercury suddenly became quiet in an instant.

Then countless drum beats were played at the same frequency, and a circular barrier of black and pale colors intertwined like a dragon rose from the water surface, which could not be penetrated by the rainstorm or the strong wind.

At the deepest part of the barrier, those huge creatures that looked like dragons and snakes raised their heads. Their scales were silvery and mottled, and scarlet blood flowed from the corners of their fierce eyes. The color was deeper and scarletter than the water of the Red Devil River.

Under the call of Suseriji, hundreds of subspecies that could recite the Word Spirit simultaneously issued an eternal wail from their vocal cords.

The huge fusion field slowly rose, forming a seemingly thin boundary wall at the mouth of the Red Well. The surface of the boundary wall was flashing with lightning and fire. The strong wind blew from bottom to top, lifting Lu Mingfei's forehead and blowing away the heavy rain from the sky.

"Fusion Word Spirit, it's Fusion Word Spirit! Don't shoot! Keep pouring mercury!" The beheader who accompanied the team took over the control of this dragon-slaying team with incredible efficiency. The years of strict discipline of the Kassel Academy Executive Department completely showed its fangs at this moment.

He was a graceful young man, said to be a descendant of the Snowden family in the UK. When he was active in the undergraduate department of the college, he was a Caesar-like figure with unlimited glory and was praised as a leader who could carry the banner of the new era of mixed-bloods.

Few people in the world knew about the existence of immortals except the school board and the elders' council. Until the last batch of immortals in the world were destroyed by Lu Mingfei using the Word Spirit. Judgment in the Beijing subway Nibelungen at the beginning of this year, the old people who knew the technology of making immortals had all died.

But every ancestor of the Snowden family had devoted himself completely to the cause of slaying dragons at the end of his life. A considerable number of immortals controlled by the secret party came from this dragon-slaying family in the British Isles.

The beheader had thus obtained the right to pay homage to his ancestors.

The immortals controlled by the alchemical matrix and the chip implanted in the back of the brain can recite the same paragraph of Word Spirit or different holy words at a completely consistent frequency, so many Word Spirit fields will be integrated in a way that exceeds the basic laws of Dragon Word Spiritology, and the power and range will be geometrically improved.

The academy had tried to replicate this miracle on the executive department's commissioner, but even if they could recite the same word in perfect unison, the huge fused domain would eventually collapse due to the elemental turbulence.

When the fusion domain collapses, huge energy will burst out, like a bomb with a huge equivalent being detonated.

It is hard to imagine what would happen if the fusion domain overlapping with Hongjing collapsed due to the dense alchemical bullets. I am afraid that the mountaintop would be shattered, the nearby US military and Self-Defense Forces would be attracted, and the execution team participating in the operation would be dispersed by the impact of the explosion, and even suffer heavy losses.

Suserihime's long neck swayed. It was so huge that when you looked up, you could only see the iron scales that reached the sky, and the pair of golden eyes exuded a dangerous and cold light.

The boundary wall of the domain was ineffective against it. Its body as thick as a tanker passed through the surface of the boundary wall like an oar passing through the turbulent water.

Lu Mingfei slowly placed the box of the seven deadly sins in front of him. The dragon's head was always on the same plane as him. In the vertical pupils like giant candles, there were lights and fires from bottom to top, like mountains and seas, and Lu Mingfei's own reflection.

With the sound of crackling, the surging dragon roar swept across the mountains like a hurricane, and the man's claws with scaly armor had already grasped the handle of an ancient knife.

Mercury was still pouring. The iron rope of the crane hung a huge mercury tank. The silver liquid poured onto Suseriji's body like a river in the sky, and then fell into the boundary wall of the fusion field along the smooth scales, splashing circles of ripples like a stone thrown into the lake.

The silver beads and neatly suspended in front of Lu Mingfei, the humming of the sword accompanied by the shrill metal roar, the knife box had been closed again, and at this moment he had already waved the sword and stepped forward, ready to meet the enemy.

The left hand Tang horizontal sword was placed on the shoulder, the tip of the sword pointed directly at the dragon's pupil, and said jealousy!

With his right hand on his waist, the short arc knife called the Tearing Blade was hidden in the shadows, called lust!

The beheader of the Snowden family suddenly stood up. His bloodline was considered the top one even in the executive department, which was full of heroes. His pupils looked straight at the elevator room under Lu Mingfei's feet like burning flames.

The workpiece made of heavy metal was shaking slightly at this moment, and the metal guard plate under Lu Mingfei's feet seemed to be incinerated by the terrifying high temperature and turned red.

A huge amount of rainstorms drowned the man like a waterfall, and a huge amount of steam rose from Lu Mingfei's body like a stream of water, as if someone was spraying water on a red iron just taken out of the fire.

Can this monster really be called a human?

Look at the dragon, even it is afraid of this child, right?

What is the school board doing? What is Ange doing? Raising a monster to eat other monsters?

The sound of wind fell from the sky, but it was not the desperate pilots on the helicopters circling around who received the order of the school board and appeared above the red well, but there was really a gust of wind falling from the sky!

The elemental turbulence caused by Lu Mingfei's blood finally took shape at this moment. The helicopters that had been hovering above the Red Well had to retreat because their fuselages were shaking violently, and various alarms in the cabin sounded.

The whirlwind rose up with Lu Mingfei as the center, so the low-altitude clouds were all reaching down like the sharp horns of a demon, as if they were going to pour the water from the sky into the Red Well. There were purple and white lightning flashes in the vortex of the clouds, rumbling thunder was heard, and tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage static electricity were generating in the rain clouds.

The kingly pressure made Suseriji, who was once worshipped as a god in ancient times, fearful and angry. It finally roared angrily, and the fusion words of all dragon blood subspecies burst out at the same time in the roar, gathering into a high-temperature energy flow that spewed out from the huge mouth that could even fit a truck after opening, in the shape of a red-gold flame.

Lu Mingfei crossed jealousy and lust and stood up suddenly.

The flames split and shattered in front of him. The high temperature instantly carbonized his scale-covered arms, but his miraculous self-healing ability instantly peeled off the char on the surface of his skin, and the new skin and flesh were as smooth as a baby.

Without any orders, the hideous mortar barrels in the distance were already raised high, and the gunners began to calibrate the angles. The torrential rain fell into the barrels and flowed along the heavy metal, like a baptism before the war.

The moment the fusion field was broken, the beheader issued an order to fire. Hundreds of guns had already been loaded with live ammunition. At this moment, hundreds of bullets endowed with the power of dragon slaying by alchemy slid into the gun barrels at the same time, and the firing pins ignited the primers with crisp sounds.

The deafening sound of guns roared, and the helicopters in the sky had fixed their positions, with the cabins open. The men wearing noise-canceling headphones and sunglasses pressed the rotating machine gun wheels, and the flames from the muzzles were like thunder that kept ringing.

The mortars also fired at the same time, and the mountains were shaking.

The gunfire almost drowned the dragon. Suserihime roared in pain. The power of the Word Spirit collided with tens of thousands of live bullets in the field, making a harsh explosion.

The specialists kept changing the magazines until they were all empty. The violent barrage always enveloped Suserihime.

This was the firepower that could severely damage the next generation. The dragon's scales were splashing with fire, but bullets and shrapnel always penetrated its body, and blood gushed out like a spring.

The roar of mortars and aircraft-mounted heavy machine guns was enough to attract the attention of nearby troops, but the Americans had received money to promise not to take care of things here. What Lu Mingfei was really worried about were the Snakesaki Eight Clan and the Demonic Clan.

He held the knife, and mercury vapor filled the air. The pungent smell of gunpowder mixed with the smell of mercury made people panic.

The dragon flew up, and the huge membrane wings gathered behind it opened with a bang, setting off a whistling wind. It actually had front claws, which poked out from the steam and almost grabbed Lu Mingfei.

But the next second Lu Mingfei disappeared from everyone's sight, and only Suserihime could see the shadow that came on the wind!

The growth of age brings not only the increase of experience, but also the increasingly powerful bloodline. Now Lu Mingfei can even rely on his own speed to achieve the effect of a moment after the third blood burst. He did not use any incredible words to swing those bullets just now, but even gravity did not have time to pull the bullets suspended in the air, and Lu Mingfei had already punched their primers.

Jealousy and lust are both weapons forged by kings to kill their brothers. At this time, these weapons are used on a second-generation species.

Lu Mingfei's speed is even close to the sound of the double swords, and the terrifying sonic boom shatters the surrounding steam, and a huge whine comes out of the dragon's mouth.

The Snowdon family's beheader was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, because even with his dynamic vision, he couldn't catch Lu Mingfei's figure. That guy was just like a human-shaped bullet. After being fired, it immediately whistled through the air. The two swords roared and awakened and turned into several-meter-long swords. It was easy for the blades to cut the dragon's jaw. The roar of broken bones echoed in the depths of the red well.

A huge puff of blood was like a dahlia blooming in silence. In just one second, Lu Mingfei directly killed through the dragon's breath, cut Suseriki's upper jaw with two swords, passed through its skull like a cannonball, and then passed out from behind the terrifying dragon's head.

Dragons don't die so easily. The next generation species will not rely on only one brain to control the whole body. Its body twisted wildly in the red well, and the vibration was so strong that everyone wondered if the water storage well was on the verge of collapse.

The mercury was still tilting down from the sky, and the huge wound on the top of the dragon's head became the best way for the poison to infect it. It wailed painfully from its vocal cords, which sounded like a sad cry from hell.

After Lu Mingfei penetrated the dragon's skull, his impact speed did not slow down until he hit the baffle on the other side of the Red Well mouth hard, and then he stabilized his body with the short knife inserted into the well wall.

One-third of his body was burned by the high temperature, and another one-third was cut all over by the dragon's broken scales, but his strong self-healing ability allowed him to recover at an astonishing speed, with flesh and blood healing, tendons reorganizing, broken bones returning to their original positions, and the destroyed skin growing again.

The new scales snapped together again, making a buzzing sound of metal collision. He lowered his head to look at the dragon struggling in the Red Well, his eyes empty.

The metal guard plate on the well wall finally cracked, and the huge crack was growing wantonly. The dragon's head sank into the water, and thick and fishy blood spread out, but all the subspecies were wailing because Suserihime was hunting them.

Countless white silk threads grew out from the depths of the Red Water. After suffering great damage, the dragon would use these white silk threads to plunder the lives of all creatures around it, including dragon blood subspecies and humans. The monsters in this pool were all its food.

It was a hellish scene. Lu Mingfei climbed on the top of the well wall and overlooked the depths of the Red Well.

He knew something was angry, and that thing was approaching the ground, so that the water in the Red Well began to boil.

At this time, someone pushed the heavy machine gun to the edge of the Red Well and fired downwards. The roar was like thunder. The special armor-piercing bullets could smash the skull of an African elephant, but they could only splash magnificent fireworks when they fell on the scales of a dragon.

Another person lowered the rope ladder and pulled Lu Mingfei up from the well wall. He was a very handsome middle-aged man.

"Is the mission over? The brain of the god has been destroyed. Next, just use enough firepower to kill it." The man had his name on his shoulder, but Lu Mingfei didn't look at it. He still lowered his head to look at the bottom of the well.

"No, it's not a god." Lu Mingfei's voice was hoarse. He still looked like a monster and had not turned back into a human boy.

"Listen." He said.

The beheader's face became solemn. He really heard the roar besides the rain and thunder. It was like the land was roaring in anger.

The mountains were really running, and the violent vibration caused the crane to collapse.