The Clamoring Hydra

The corners of his mouth smiled, but Hydera's expression was definitely not so beautiful.

His eyes were full of indifference, and Hedra's gaze was felt. The Titan Snake of the snake's head couldn't help swallowing, and the body stepped back subconsciously. But realizing his behavior, his face was immediately occupied by shame.

How could I be scared by a hybrid? What a joke!

With this in mind, the heir to the Titan Snake suddenly took a step forward, and then ridiculed at Hydera there: "What's wrong? Without God's King to help you, you started to renounce yourself? Mixed race?!"

"..."

He didn't answer his words, Hydera just looked at all this indifferently. It's a little overwhelming that the Extinct Dragon on the side...

"When I first came in, why was that group of guys glaring at Hydera all the time?" The extinct dragon, ignorant of things, touched a half-breed Titan heir with his elbow. This made the half-breeds beside me feel a sense of inexplicable fear and surprise.

As mentioned before, because there is no inheritance of memory, the Extinct Dragon is pure blood, but I did not notice it. And even if you know or perceive, the character of destroying the dragon will certainly not care. From the perspective of the ecological chain, all bloodlines are virtual, and only strength is fundamental... This is one of the reasons why Extinct Dragon has always been the head of Hyderama.

"What qualifications do you have for this scum!" The heir to the Titan Snake looked at the Extinct Dragon indifferently. It's not just him, most of the pure-bloods also look at the Extinct Dragon. The same pure blood species, they can naturally feel the pure blood power flowing on the extinct dragon. That's a purer Titan bloodline than them... but it's such an existence..."As a pure blood, you actually stay with this lowly mixed-race hybrid! Like you, a defeat... Um... Um... !!!"

As he was saying, the heir of the Titan's head of the snake suddenly groaned. That kind of feeling, it was like being squeezed in the throat by a man halfway through his speech.

Following this groan, I don't know when, Hydera has completely liberated his body. The huge body like a kind mountain is in sight. The dark blue blade-like scales shone with a dull cold light. With his back to the sun, the huge body cast a large shadow. No matter how pure-blooded people despise Hydera's mixed-blood identity, there is one thing that cannot be denied. That is, Hydera's strength is far superior to his peers.

The palm stretched out, with a bit of cruelty and soft grasp of the pure blood head. It was not holding his face, or strangling his throat. Instead, he gripped his entire head in his hands like a tiny grape.

The pure-blooded head was completely hidden in Hydera’s slightly fisted fist, and in the shadow cast by the mountain-like body, Hydera’s nine heads were mixed with Ling Xian. Cruel and indifferent like a winter. The feeling of being with people is like a kind of high...Indifference.

With a slight effort, accompanied by a clicking sound that made people feel sour, the pure-blooded body began to struggle violently. The surging etheric energy didn't want money because it smashed into Hydera's palm with his hands. But it didn't even leave any scratches... No inheritance of the magical talents, what Hydera got from the bloodline of Tifeng was forced to the extreme horrible body. An unpredictable attack like this haste cannot even pierce Hydera's surface scale armor.

Slow and oppressive.

The empty palm of his hand condensed into a solid fist. Broken rotten meat mixed with white brains and bone stubble poured out of Hydera's fingers. A thick blood soon spread throughout the square.

"What a pity... he dropped out of our discussion."

Hyderah lowered his head. Or maybe it's because only by leaning down, Hydera can look at the same angle with this group of "tiny" Titan heirs.

There was no slight fluctuation in his eyes, no slight joy, and no joy after he succeeded. The dullness is like a pool of black dead water that won't pick up the slightest ripples even if thrown into stones-full of silence.

As he said, Hydera was silent for a half second. Then, seemingly thinking of something, Hydera's mouth raised a sardonic smile.

"Pure blood wastes."

Looking at Hydera in front of him, both pure and mixed races fell silent. With this sudden change, even Kronos on the side couldn't help sitting up straight from a lazy and boring face to a small interest. It seems to be curious, looking forward to what will happen next.

When the four words of pure blood waste came out, the pure blood species on the side reacted, and suddenly looked at Hydera in front of him with a frightened expression.

"You half-breed! You dare..."

"boom!"

Without speaking, Hydera seemed too lazy to continue talking nonsense. A horizontal punch hit him in the abdomen, accompanied by a roar that the pure-blooded body was like a cannonball and brought to a solid stone column. But the strength of this heir to the Titan is obviously better than that of the heir to the Titan.

Seeing Hydera's attack, he also launched a counterattack without hesitation. Relying on the mastery of the etheric energy, he quickly completed the liberation of the body in the air. Two feet left two gullies on the stone surface of the square. Then, he stood up straight, and suddenly exerted force. The ground of the boulder crashed. And he himself shot towards Hydera as if the arrow was off the string. Just as he was about to hit Hydera with this blow. The next moment, he felt a bad wind coming from the side.

But when he reacted, there was no chance of any evasion. The thick giant fist was imprinted on his face like a brand, and his head was completely embedded in the huge floor tile under the heavy blow of Hydera.

There is no mercy. One foot suddenly stepped towards his lower back, under the great blessing power, accompanied by the sound of crisp bones and howling, the foot stepped into his flesh without any hindrance, and fixed him like a nail On the ground. Then he reached out his palm and reached his head. In the flesh and tear of the flesh and the short and hurried, abrupt scream. The head with half of his spine was pulled out of the body by Hydera.

Carrying the head full of terror, the loose eyes of the pure blood are full of fear. And Hydera's face was completely concealed in its drooping shadow, all he could see was the cold and brutal, vertical pupil exuding the dull dark ancient light.

"We can't choose our own birth...but I can choose death for you."