Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 410: The two great Nibelungs serve me alone. Is this a small blessing?!
"Wait, what do you mean by leaving for a while?"

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes widened slightly and he looked at Zhou Xuan in a daze.

"It means exactly what it says." Zhou Xuan spun his knife, "Chu Zihang and Caesar are missing now. I need to go check out the situation."

Hearing this, Yuan Zhisheng looked worried: "What about the situation in Hongjing?"

"Isn't there the Yamata no Orochi?" Zhou Xuan smiled and pointed the tip of his knife at the Yamata no Orochi in the red well. "With her help, those dragons won't be a big threat. They'll just sprinkle some water."

Before he finished speaking, the voice of Lady Bai Wang rang in Zhou Xuan's mind: "Leave me here alone? Are you so confident?"

"What's there to worry about? Aren't we partners? Just like you said, we must be sincere and trust our partners."

Zhou Xuan waved his hand nonchalantly.

After saying that, he turned around and left, leaving only a lonely and cold back view to Minamoto no Chisei and Yamata no Orochi.

"Come on, partner."

Zhou Xuan's figure gradually disappeared into the bleak wind and rain, and the night swallowed up his trace.

"Sincere and trusting? Ha."

The white priest chuckled.

……

At the same time, on the other side of the Red Well.

rain.

There was rain everywhere in the sky and on the ground.

Outside the rain curtain was endless darkness, and transparent water curtains were everywhere, as if all the rain in the world had gathered in this space, with no gaps between the rain flows.

Chu Zihang stood in the rain.

The blue veins in the corners of his eyes kept throbbing like a manic green snake. Every muscle on his face was tensely stretched. The rain from the sky kept hitting them, like red-hot iron being quenched by ice water.

The demon sword Muramasa and the seven deadly sins of laziness, the two long swords were tightly held in Chu Zihang's hands.

On his shoulder blade, there was a palm-sized mark emitting a cold light.

That mark was a tree.

A towering tree that is twisted and strange but growing vigorously.

"Hey, Chu Zihang, why do I feel like you have such a murderous aura?" Caesar beside Chu Zihang opened his eyes.

His face, as handsome as an ancient Greek sculpture, was also filled with an unbreakable coldness and solemnity.

A few minutes ago, Caesar and Chu Zihang received instructions to rendezvous at Hongjing.

So they led the team out immediately, but in the blink of an eye, they found that all the combatants behind them had disappeared.

Without leaving any trace, without any reason, they all disappeared out of thin air!

Just now, Caesar pushed his own Word Spirit: Kamaitachi to the extreme, trying to explore the surrounding environment, but those invincible wind monsters failed to bring any news of living people.

In other words, in the space where Chu Zihang and Caesar were, there was no heartbeat of any living creature except the two of them.

All Caesar could hear was the sound of rain, a huge sound that seemed to be drowning the entire world.

"This is Nibelungen." Chu Zihang's voice seemed to be filled with unmelted ice, "Nibelungen of Odin, the king of sky and wind."

The muscles on Caesar's face tensed instantly, revealing the same hard and cold expression as Chu Zihang: "It is indeed the case..."

"There is an ancient book about the Nibelungs in the college library." Chu Zihang continued.

"The Nibelungen is the kingdom of death, the habitat of dragons. Everything there is extremely precious and priceless. Alchemists spend their entire lives trying to find a piece of 'dead metal', which is everywhere in the Nibelungen."

"Therefore, countless people in this world are flocking to the Nibelungen, but they cannot find the whereabouts of this kingdom of the dead in their entire lives." "So we are lucky? First there was Norton's Atlantis, and now there is Odin's Nibelungen?" Caesar's mouth corners curved up and his tone was relaxed.

But his golden eyes had already lit up, and a cold and suppressed murderous intent was undercurrent in his pupils.

"I have seven Philosopher's Stone bullets on me. You can take these six, and I'll keep one." Chu Zihang turned his head to look at Caesar and took out a bullet box from his combat uniform.

Caesar frowned slightly and did not answer.

"Neither of us has the strength to fight the Dragon King head-on. We can only attack him unexpectedly." Chu Zihang did not retract his arm, still holding the bullet box in front of Caesar. "From the perspective of marksmanship, you are better than me, and from the perspective of close combat, I am better than you."

"If Odin shows up, I will go up and fight him, giving you a chance to shoot."

"I'll use the remaining Philosopher's Stone just in case. I won't be a burden to you."

Chu Zihang's tone was as calm and cold as ever.

Caesar understood what he meant.

The four words "will not be a burden" do not mean that he will not be a burden during the battle, but that Chu Zihang will not become a prisoner in the hands of the enemy.

In the previous battle with Genji Heavy Industries, Chu Zihang and Caesar both deeply experienced the anguish and passivity of being controlled by others.

Herzog captured Lu Mingfei, causing the entire battle situation to fall into a huge disadvantage.

This is bad.

Therefore, Chu Zihang’s meaning is very simple.

If you sense that you might be captured, detonate the Philosopher's Stone immediately.

It is better to die than to be captured.

Caesar looked at Chu Zihang deeply and curled his lips: "To be honest, what I hate most is your arrogant and contemptuous attitude."

As he spoke, he grabbed the bullet box that Chu Zihang handed over with one hand and said, "I will not be a burden. I will return these four words. I will die if I have to, and I will not be a burden."

The corners of Chu Zihang's mouth curled up slightly, then instantly calmed down.

"and many more!"

Caesar's golden eyes suddenly lit up, and he quickly drew the Barrett in his hand and pointed the muzzle at the woods in the distance. "There's a heartbeat, four! Suddenly appeared!"

Hearing this, Chu Zihang's legs suddenly bent and all the muscles in his body suddenly tensed up, like a cheetah about to hunt, ready to go at any moment.

"Four heartbeats? Besides Odin, are there other people or Deadpool?" Chu Zihang asked in a low voice.

The mark on his shoulder blade was gradually getting hot.

That was the mark Odin left on Chu Zihang seven years ago.

Only those chosen by the Dragon King and the dead can enter the Nibelung.

"I'm not sure yet, but the heartbeat doesn't sound like that of the Dragon King." Caesar's expression was grim. "First, find cover and see if we can launch a surprise attack."

There was a huge rock where the two of them were.

Having been on the battlefield for a long time, they quickly found their respective positions.

Caesar jumped onto the rocks with the Barrett in his hand and lay down in the pool of water in the shadow, ready to launch a sniper attack.

Chu Zihang jumped into a bush beside the rocks, quickly adjusted his breathing and heartbeat, and disappeared.

At this moment, a rustling sound was heard in the gloomy jungle.

Someone was walking among the branches.

(End of this chapter)