Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 77 The Wings of the Mourner
Suddenly, he was stunned.

Because the dragon's face overlapped with the boy's face he saw in the swimming pool, it was his human form, no matter how you looked at it, he was just a harmless child who got separated from his brother.

And even though he possesses great power, he didn't hurt anyone, and being attacked was just a symbolic demonstration...

At the last moment before he pulled the trigger, he still couldn't help but let the bullet slightly deviate from the third longan, and then he really pulled the trigger.

"boom!"

With a gunshot, the alchemy bullet made of the Philosopher's Stone was ejected, and it was so slow that he could even observe the movement trajectory with his naked eyes.

As the bullet was ejected, everything was a foregone conclusion. Lu Mingfei stood up straight, let go of the hand holding the sniper rifle, and watched the alchemy bullet with a red light flying leisurely in the dark night sky. It's an amazing experience.

After an unknown amount of time, the bullet finally reached its target, piercing into the red-gold vertical eye between Dragon Clan's eyebrows at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Time returned to its normal flow at this moment, and a splash of scorching blood burst out from the longan.

Constantine, whose hands were cut off, couldn't even cover his injured eyes, but let out a desperate roar, distraught.

"What is the reason why you can't make up your mind, Lu Mingfei?" Principal Anger turned to look at Lu Mingfei.

"No... I don't know..." Lu Mingfei lowered his head in frustration and murmured.

Constantine flapped the pair of membranous wings on his back with all his strength, flew away from the top of the Hall of Valor, and rushed towards Old Tang who was running wildly on the lawn.

"As expected... Old Tang is your brother." Mo Shi didn't stop him from leaving, but stood at the top of the Hall of Valor, facing the wind, quietly watching the scene.

A giant bird-like pitch-black shadow shrouded Old Tang's body, and he accelerated his running speed in horror, but after all, he couldn't run as fast as the one flying in the sky, and he was quickly overtaken by Constantine.

"All members, replace the live ammunition! He is too weak to control the metal in the field!" At this moment, Principal Angers' voice sounded in all the students' communication Bluetooth headsets.

"Yes!" Uniform answers sounded at the same time, without any doubts, because Principal Angers is the absolute leader in Kassel College.

"Crack!" Hundreds of guns were replaced with live ammunition at the same time, and the sound of the guns being loaded rang out at the same time.

They aimed at the Dragon Clan gliding under the dark night, they didn't even notice that there was a dark figure like Old Tang under the Dragon Clan.

Constantine passed Old Tang and landed in front of Old Tang.Old Tang was so frightened that he fell to the ground with a terrified expression on his face.

He saw hundreds of strange weapons raised behind Old Tang. These were weapons he had never seen before he fell into a deep sleep. It was very annoying. He vaguely felt that if his brother was shot at this time, he would die in front of him.

"Brother, let me protect you this time." He grinned and said.

As he spoke, he hugged Old Tang gently, and at the same time spread out the pair of huge membrane wings behind him, using it as a protective barrier, protecting Old Tang inside airtight.

Hundreds of muzzle fire snakes spit out, dense gunfire sounded, and the entire campus was illuminated at this moment.

The torrential rain of bullets hit Constantine's body. He was too weak to control the metal and flames in the field, so he could only resist with his body and wings.

The students kept pulling the triggers, and they emptied one magazine after another, never daring to relax.Under such intensive shooting, the dragon clan was already bloody and bloody, but he still firmly protected Old Tang under his body, he didn't move half a step, let alone fell down.

What an abnormal vitality!
As the last bullet left the chamber, the pungent gunpowder smoke filled the campus. In the smoke, the figure of the dragon gradually became clear. He still maintained the posture of guarding something, motionless.

He looked at Old Tang's face, and Old Tang looked at his face.

The dragon's body was damaged like a corpse nailed to a cross, with countless bullet holes piercing through his body. He was only in the form of a half-human after all, unable to resist such intensive shooting at all.

The huge membranous wings protecting Old Tang are now like a tattered rag, hanging on his back, gradually peeling off, shattering inch by inch, turning into countless debris, and passing away with the wind.

The lava flowing in his skin was completely extinguished, turning into lifeless black, even so, he still smiled at Old Tang: "Brother..."

"No! Don't look for me! I don't know you at all!" Old Tang screamed and pushed his tattered body away, turned around and ran away.

Behind him, the dragon's body collapsed.

Old Tang ran desperately on the winding mountain road. The guy was dead. He didn't know why he was running away, but he always felt that something was chasing him and he couldn't get rid of it.

He could only keep running, running, running desperately.

He didn't notice at all that the tears had already covered his very happy face. At this moment, his face was no longer happy, and what was left was only endless sadness.

"Brother, there are many people outside..."

"Don't be afraid, Constantine."

"I'm not afraid, as long as I'm with my brother... But... why doesn't my brother eat me? As long as I eat me, brother can easily break through any kind of cage."

"Konstantin, you are indeed good food, but that would be too lonely. In the long years of thousands of years, only we have been with each other. Maybe this time we will die..."

"But death is really lonely. It's like being sealed in a black box. It's extremely long. There's nothing but endless darkness... I want to grope in the darkness, but my outstretched hand can never touch anything... "

"The fate of the so-called abandoned people is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their hometown. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep for us. Before I am strong enough to swallow the world, it is better to trek alone Sleep peacefully. We'll still wake up."

"Brother... will you eat me on the day when the battle flag is raised again, when the world is devoured?"

"Yes, then you can join me and rule the world!"

He remembered, what was chasing him was memory.

He stopped suddenly, knelt on the ground and scratched his head, looked up at the dark night sky, and let out a cry of grief.

"younger brother!"

It turns out that in the past 2000 years, whether you were sleeping or waking up, you have been looking for me wholeheartedly, but I have long forgotten what you look like, even though you are standing in front of me!

By the time I remembered everything, you were already dead!
Grief and indignation turned into blazing flames that condensed around him, and then suddenly rose into the night sky, where the flames burst high in the sky, like a cross formed by condensed flames, and also like a pair of burning huge mourning wings.

(End of this chapter)