Fantasy Falls: I Awaken Dragon Blood

"Open the door, Ji Dashan!" The law enforcer had been shouting for ten minutes and lost his patience.

"I will open the door for you right now. Our Longcheng was wronged, and you must clear his name." Liu Hui wore an apron and went to open the door. Ji Dashan was still sitting on the stool smoking.

Upon hearing this, the commander of the law enforcement officers waved his hand, and the other law enforcement officers met their eyes, understood the meaning, and raised their firearms.

Squeak——, the old security door opens wide.

"Let me tell you, our Dragon City is really..."

"Fire!!! Kill on the spot!!!"

"It's really...innocent..." Liu Hui vomited blood, her eyes were blurry, she had several holes punched in her body, and she fell in the blood.

"I'm sorry, sister, the order we received is to kill on the spot... Although it is unreasonable, we are only the executors. You know better, don't blame us..." The commander showed unbearable expression. What he saw was just a person.

A hard-working and simple middle-aged woman wearing an apron who is busy working.

"Liu Hui! Liu Hui!!!" Ji Dashan was stunned, rushed over and hugged Liu Hui's body, broke down and cried, and the rough and sad male voice echoed in the corridor.

The law enforcers turned away and couldn't bear to look any further.

"Hui Hui, follow me and you will suffer...I didn't let you live a good life for a day..."

The commander raised his hand. As long as he waved his hand down, Ji Dashan would die.

"How dare you, how dare you... beat Hui Hui to death, aren't you bullying an honest person..." Ji Dashan raised his head, his golden eyes burning brightly.

"Fire!!!"

"I told you, aren't you... bullying honest people..." Ji Dashan roared angrily, his body expanded to two meters, covered with bulging and terrifying muscles. His skin showed a bronze color and gave off a metallic texture.

In grief and anger, Ji Dashan awakened his spirit.

"Kill him!!!"

The bullet hit Ji Dashan's body and was easily bounced away. He walked up to the commander, faced the hail of bullets, and crushed his neck.

"I will not forgive you. Hui Huiquan knows her well and will not forgive you. Go down and apologize to her in person..." Ji Dashan roared, the gunshots stopped, the corridor was filled with corpses, and all sins disappeared...

Word Spirit: Bronze Throne [Level A]: Introduction: From the novel "Dragon"

Serial number:87

Bloodline Origin: Black King Nidhogg

Risk level: Moderate

Discovered and named by: Harald I

Introduction: The releaser strengthens himself in a very short period of time. His bones, skin and muscles are strengthened to varying degrees. He can use his body to block bullets at close range. The explosive power and durability of his muscles are greatly improved.

The releaser is equivalent to possessing a dragon body in a short period of time. All cells in the body are activated, and the self-healing ability is greatly improved.

Frequent use of this spirit will cause the releaser's muscles to become very developed, because the muscles will be fully stimulated every time.

This word spirit is named because after the word spirit is released, the surface of the releaser's skin will produce a bronze-like metallic luster, making the discoverer mistakenly believe that this is a word spirit that uses metal to strengthen itself.

In fact, the test results did not find that the content of metal elements in the body of the releaser increased. The bronze color on the skin surface mainly comes from the color of blood. During the release process of Yanling, the blood of the releaser will take on the color of molten bronze.

"Odin's spirit calls from the sky, Conquer them! Crush them! Devour them!" - Harald I.

The uneasiness in Ji Longcheng's heart became more and more intense. As he approached the community building, he could vaguely smell the fishy smell of blood. In the silent corridor, the sound of water dripping could be clearly heard. When he saw the corpses of law enforcement officers scattered in the corridor, he

My heart went cold.

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"Dad? Mom? Are you at home? I'm back, I'm Longcheng..." Ji Longcheng's voice trembled, and no one answered. He opened the door and saw a tall, hunched figure sitting on a stool smoking. The ground was covered with cigarette butts.

It was Ji Dashan, and Liu Hui was lying peacefully on the bed, wearing a skirt that she usually couldn't bear to wear, and her face was pale.

"Dad, I'm back." Ji Longcheng said softly.

"It'll be good to come back, it'll be good to come back... You didn't feel wronged outside..."

"No, Dad."

"Mom, what's going on..."

"Your mother was shot to death..."

Hearing this, Ji Longcheng's body began to tremble slightly, and a golden magatama lit up in his golden eyes.

"It's a bit ugly to die. I'll give your mother a simple cleanup so that you can leave in a decent manner..."

Another golden magatama shone in Ji Longcheng's eyes.

"Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry...?" Ji Longcheng could only repeat in a daze. He remembered every bit of his mother's care for him, her daily reminders, her work from dawn to dusk every day, her meticulous care from childhood to adulthood.

Tears flowed out unsatisfactorily, forming a stream on the chin and dripping on the ground...

"Death is a relief. Your mother, you and I have been tired all our lives... I finally don't have to be tired anymore today..." Ji Dashan's body also began to tremble.

"Dad, I was wrong..."

"Dad, I was really wrong...I shouldn't have been willful..."

"Dad, it was me who killed my mother..." Ji Longcheng hugged Ji Dashan and cried loudly, like a fragile child, with three golden magatama stars constantly flowing in his golden eyes.

"Look up, son, I don't blame you for your mother's death, and I have never blamed you... It's fine that you didn't suffer any injustice outside." Ji Dashan looked at Ji Longcheng's golden eyes and his tone trembled.

"Son, your eyes." Thinking of the heartbreaking pain he felt when Liu Hui died, he felt a little sorry for his eldest son, and didn't know what kind of injustice he had suffered outside.

"It's okay, Dad."

"Others bullied you?" Ji Dashan was a little angry. At any time, he was the Optimus Pillar protecting this family.

"Zhaojun died because of me."

Ji Longcheng stopped crying, and the three magatama kept flowing in his eyes.

"Zhaojun, you are a good girl, but it's a pity that our family is not worthy of her." Ji Dashan sighed.

"Mom is dead now, it's because of me..." The magatama in Ji Longcheng's golden eyes had a faint tendency to connect.

"Don't be sad, son, dad is still here... Whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it, dad will always support you..." Ji Dashan comforted.

"Dad..." Ji Longcheng burst into tears, and the golden magatama in his eyes finally dissipated.

In the narrow hut, Ji Da touched east and west, with a nostalgic look in his eyes. This small house of less than 50 square meters carried his struggle, accompanying him to marry a wife, work, and have children until his son grew up.

He's grown up, and he's leaving today.

Ji Dashan picked up an old metal alarm clock, which was a gift given to him by Liu Hui when they got engaged. In those days, it was a valuable commodity. He relied on this alarm clock to wake him up every day when he worked. This alarm clock has been with him for more than 20 years.

Year.

He looked towards the kitchen, where Liu Hui's busy figure loomed, "Hui Hui?" Ji Dashan called out, but no one answered. He sighed, put away the alarm clock and the family portrait on the table, and put them in his arms.

When Ji Longcheng saw all this, he felt sad again.

"Dad, it's time to go, we can't stay at home anymore." Ji Longcheng reminded.

"Your brother is at school and hasn't come back yet. I'm a little worried."

"Don't worry, Dad, I will bring my brother back. You go to the back mountain and wait for me."

"Don't you need my help? It's still just the two of us

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Let's go together, after all, I am your father, no son can rush in front." Ji Dashan's eyes lit up with golden pupils.

"Don't worry, dad, I can do it." Ji Longcheng's golden eyes looked at him. The difference was that his golden eyes were much brighter than Ji Dashan's. They were really made of gold, with three golden magatama slowly flowing in his eyes.

.

For some reason, Ji Longcheng's golden pupils cannot be closed. Perhaps this is a manifestation of the pure bloodline of pure-blooded dragons.

"Ji Dashan, Ji Longcheng, let's capture them without mercy." Searchlights shone into the hut, and hundreds of law enforcers gathered downstairs.

"The ghost lingers." Ji Longcheng's face was a little gloomy.

"There are too many people, and there are armored vehicles. We have to find a way to escape." Ji Dashan opened the curtains, took a look, and said worriedly.

"Escape?" Ji Longcheng was speechless at his father's caution. These ordinary bullets had no way of breaking through the defense of his father's Yanling Bronze Throne [A-Level].

"Leave it to me." Ji Longcheng jumped up to the window sill. It was time to show his father the difference between ordinary humans and dragon hybrids. Hybrids are definitely not something ordinary humans can compete with.

"You also have a family! You also have a wife and children! Don't help the tyrants, leave now, I can spare your lives! Those who still have conscience, please put down your weapons and turn around and leave." Ji Longcheng swept the crowd with his cold golden eyes.

"Bah, you murderer, a thug who breaks the rules! You are worthy of talking nonsense here!" A bald middle-aged man in a black suit hid behind an armored vehicle and shouted loudly. As for standing up, he did not dare to stand up. Ji Longcheng has

He knows all about guns, his shooting skills are astonishing, and his speed is astonishing.

"Director Chen said that he will provide additional funds. Anyone who kills Ji Longcheng will be rewarded with 10 million yuan, and he will be promoted to the third level. Those who die in battle will receive a pension of 1 million yuan. If you participate in this battle, you will be rewarded with 100,000 yuan!" The bald man shouted, Ji Longcheng admitted

Yes, he is a manager of Fengtian Real Estate.

"If you have seen my Jun Yan, you will understand what despair is...what exactly gives you confidence..." Ji Longcheng and the Blood Ancestor fought repeatedly, and his energy and physical strength dropped to the limit, so he joined the law enforcement team at Fengtian University.

He started fighting, not to mention releasing the word spirit, and even his strength and speed were greatly reduced. Now, relying on his powerful talent template, his condition has been fully restored.

"Fire the guns! Fire the guns!!!" the commander shouted, more than ten artillery pieces fired fiery snakes, and none of the law enforcers retreated.

Ji Dashan was startled by the sound of the cannon, and the bronze throne opened unconsciously, but he did not retreat and hide after all.

"Father, times have changed. Now, we will personally break the myth that the aristocratic family is invincible..." Ji Longcheng turned around and talked to his father, smiling a little cruelly.

"Yan Ling, Jun Yan!" Ji Longcheng opened his arms and flames surged out. A violent explosion resounded through the sky. The armored vehicle was blown up into the sky. The stumps of the law enforcement officers were splashed everywhere. With one blow, half of the law enforcement officers were killed.

Direct death, the rest can only wail in agony in the high temperature and residual golden flames.

"Is this still my son?" Ji Dashan was shocked. Compared with his bronze throne of Yanling, Ji Longcheng's Jun Yan was more explosive and terrifying.

"Because you don't have the dragon body [S level] and the Tianling root (fire) [S level]." Ji Longcheng said silently in his heart.

"Dad, don't worry, I'll go find my brother this time..."

"Um"

"You know how to use a gun?" Ji Longcheng took out a shotgun and handed it to his father.

"Well, this is relatively simple, just take a look and you'll get it..." Ji Dashan carried Liu Hui's body on his back, straddling the shotgun at his waist, and stood up a little lonely.

"Longcheng, do you still remember the mulberry tree that I often took you to when you were a child? It's in the back mountain. I'll wait for you there..."

"Dad, be careful!" After hearing Ji Longcheng's words, Ji Dashan waved his hand and disappeared into the night...

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