Travel through the daily life of the dragon clan

Chapter 580: Corpse Defense War

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Lu Mingfei played a game called "Bloody Battle on the Shanghai Beach", a very old game that did not require keyboard control throughout the game. All he had to do was click with the mouse. It was a bit like a sticker version of Fruit Ninja.

Maybe it's even simpler than Fruit Ninja. At least you need to swipe to eliminate the fruits.

He felt like he was playing this game now, but it was a super perverted plus version. Enemies were coming from all directions, and the distance between each two "devils" was no more than two meters, but their body length was more than four meters.

This reminded Lu Mingfei of the animal world.

It is said in the animal world that when snakes reproduce, they will gather together in large numbers. Thousands of snakes will entangle and surge together, like an irregular Chinese knot.

At that time, the strong baritone on TV said that snakes would reproduce for several days. Lu Mingfei covered his face and peeked, thinking that this kind of sex party would take several more days! How shameless!
The corpse guards were much more conservative than them. They had a clear goal, which was to bite off the heads of the four of them.

This level of intensity does reduce the difficulty of his work.

But he soon stopped thinking so.

Anti-aircraft guns are really powerful for ground operations. The high-speed continuous ammunition can fire dozens of explosive shells in a second. Every time an explosive shell explodes, it will leave behind several corpses like torn sacks.

There was a row of anti-aircraft guns in front of him, so he didn't have to worry about overheating.

You can change your position after one round and continue playing.

But he soon thought otherwise.

The corpse guards surrounded him much faster than he had imagined. They were dead things and could not feel pain, nor were they afraid of death.

Their bodies that are several meters long allow them to crawl as flexibly as real snakes on the beach and in the woods. The corpses of their own kind in front of them cannot block their way. The advantages of cartilaginous creatures are fully demonstrated.

Although Lu Mingfei could not confirm whether they could be classified as cartilaginous organisms, because they were not even living organisms.

The first wave of defense had just begun when he saw the principal and his senior brothers abandoning the coastal defense base and adopting guerrilla tactics, that is, fighting while running.

But their speed was far inferior to that of the corpse guards and they were soon surrounded.

Chu Zihang could only release "Jun Yan" again and again. The fire tornado swept across the wide highway, turning the group of corpse guards into lava-colored skeletons. In an instant, the rainstorm transformed from the sea tide was vaporized, and the sky above the artificial island was shrouded in thick white mist.

That effect is much better than his explosive bomb.

But the problem of overheating is much more serious.
Soon, Chu Zihang knelt on the ground, gasping violently.

Jun Yan's body was under great strain, and after the continuous explosions he felt as if he had been drained of energy.

A corpse guard instinctively sensed that Chu Zihang was the weakest among the prey. It swam close to the ground, and only when it was very close to Chu Zihang did it suddenly raise its head like a cobra to attack. Chu Zihang subconsciously leaned back, and Caesar was too hasty to react, so he threw his arc knife and nailed the corpse guard's tail to the ground. But when the corpse guard had used up its length, it suddenly struggled out a little, and its entire gums turned outward, biting towards Chu Zihang's throat. Caesar and Chu Zihang both overlooked one point, this thing was not a human when it was alive, and its bone structure was completely different from that of humans. It could spit out its entire lower jaw like some reptiles!
In Lu Mingfei's vision, the thing's protruding gums had already bitten off his senior brother's neck.

Fortunately, at the last moment, Ange thrust the knife into the mouth of the corpse guardian, and with the force of its own bite, the blade cut off the entire lower jaw along the mouth. Ange rolled the blade, cut off the fangs on its upper jaw, and stabbed it into its skull with a backhand, ending the performance of this undead creature.

Lu Mingfei has watched many "biochemical movies".

In the biochemical movie, Lu Mingfei has always been curious why those people always focus on the first row of zombies when defending the city?
There is the ground in front of the first row of zombies. If the muzzle of the gun is a little lower, it will hit the ground, which is meaningless.

As expected, in this kind of defensive battle, the bullets are often not enough at the end, and the group will fight and run, and finally be surrounded on the roof of a tall building, and there is a high probability that there will be more than one beautiful woman inside.

Lu Mingfei always thought those things were stupid.

Since it is a defensive battle, the key is to destroy the enemy's manpower to the greatest extent. The zombies in the rear are so dense that as long as you shoot, your bullets will hit the target. The fallen zombies can also block the speed of their attack. Isn't this the best of both worlds?

Now he was looking at the road two kilometers away. Even though his senior brother’s throat was almost bitten off, he was still kneeling on the ground, gasping for breath with his head down under the stimulation of life and death.

The boss and the principal stood beside him, one in front and one behind, ready to kill everyone.

He felt that he was the idiot.

What's the point of killing so many zombies? Maybe while you are counting how many zombies you have killed, the zombies under your feet are already gnawing at your friends.

The zombies were biting their friend's corpses, drooling and looking up at you, but you were still laughing and shouting like a madman, thinking that you were so damn good at killing, and that not a single bullet was wasted.

Lu Mingfei felt that he was really an idiot.

But when he was about to use anti-aircraft guns for support, he discovered that this high-powered continuous-fire weapon was not only effective in killing zombies but was also very good at accidentally injuring teammates.

A slight opening of fire resulted in a series of shells. The heat wave from the most recent explosion had already blown away the brother who was kneeling on the ground.

Lu Mingfei broke out in a cold sweat after just one try.

He could only fire from a distance, but there was no point in doing so. His senior brothers and the others still had to face Deadpools, who far outnumbered them at the same time. It would be the same with or without him.

In fact, it was meaningless for him to kill as many corpse guards as possible, because even if he used up all the shells here, he could not kill them all.

Their goal is to buy time, and the job of cleaning up the battlefield will be left to the demolition team behind.

"Fuck, fuck, fuck..."

He could only spout meaningless curse words while jumping up and down like a monkey.

Until a huge monster rose from the sea. It was a dragon corpse that they had seen on the seabed. This thing was made of a dragon corpse. Lu Mingfei's series of bombardments only shot it to the ground, and it quickly got up again.

The thing didn't even shake its head as it got back up, even though a large chunk of its scales had been blown off.

"It's useless. That thing is dead to begin with. Even if you burn all of its flesh, it will still continue to move. You have to shoot at its head."

A faint voice came from my ear.

Time seemed to have turned gray and white. The dragon's snout remained facing the sky. The water splashed by it stagnated in the air. The whole world seemed to have pressed the pause button.

Lu Mingfei had also seen big scenes before, whether it was Nuonuo being disemboweled in the Three Gorges Reservoir, or his senior brother being slapped against the wall by Xiaolongnu's brother in the North Border subway station, these situations were much better than those.

He didn't even turn his head, but he listened to the advice and immediately turned the anti-aircraft gun and fired at the dragon's head.

Rumbling explosions occurred repeatedly on the dragon's skull. Flames spread from his chest to the top of his head. His vision was blocked, and Lu Mingfei continued to fire at the fire.

"Brother, are you using a bug? How can you use my chat ability to get away with this? Do you want to kill him? Then just ask me and I'll help you kill him. There's no need to risk your life like this. It hurts me just watching."

"Humph, how dare I command you if you can't even let the bug get stuck?"

Lu Mingfei also realized that the fire on the dragon's head would not dissipate during the static time, so he turned around and talked to the little devil.

"How can that be? You are the eldest brother. He is stretching his neck just to be beaten by his brother. Just keep fighting. I will help you load the shells."

As Lu Mingze spoke, he actually squatted down to move the ammunition chain.

"No, no, I don't think you have good intentions. Will everything here be invalid once I return to the real world?" Lu Mingfei snorted proudly, saying, "I won't be fooled. Why don't I take a break now?"

"You really hurt my heart when you say that. This time it's a death-killing service, free of charge."

"Really?"

"real."

"Really?"

"Really."

Lu Mingfei stared at the little devil's light golden eyes with half belief and half doubt, trying to find out what was wrong.

After watching for a long time, apart from finding that this guy has long eyelashes and beautiful eyes, all that was left was the sincere affection and unbridled love he showed.

What a bullshit about my sincere love and affection!
"Hmph," Lu Mingfei turned his head and snorted, holding out his hand: "Then give me one."

"Brother, you are too realistic."

"Nonsense, you're trying to take my life, how can I be unrealistic? Give it to me or not, if not, don't say anything, I need to rest for a while and then go back to fight zombies."

"Here, here, here. I'm really impressed by you, brother. If I were to act like a devil like I did, they would definitely laugh at me."

Lu Mingfei narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't look at him directly, while Lu Mingze sighed, as if he was really aggrieved.

Thinking about it carefully, the little devil never forced himself again after coming to Japan, and he was willing to do the transactions before. The little devil was the one who took advantage of the injustice.

In fact, being a little devil is pretty good. At least when you are most helpless, you have a chance to fight for it.

Seeing this omnipotent guy suddenly showing a puppy dog ​​expression really made Lu Mingfei feel unbearable.

"you--"

Lu Mingfei wanted to say something.

But the ancient and solemn language came down from the sky first, and the language like God echoed in my ears, rising higher and higher.

Lu Mingfei dully recalled the sound just now, and gradually clenched his fists together, loosened them powerlessly, and then clenched them together unwillingly and then loosened them...

Then I was awakened by the sound of surging waves! The tide rushed under the lighthouse, thousands of tons of sea water rushed into the sky, and a huge black shadow jumped out of the water, twisting its body and attacking swiftly.

More snake-shaped corpses emerged around the giant dragon, and countless silver-blue fluorescent lights gushed out from the dragon's body. Everything seemed so familiar. Half a month ago, they were trapped 800 meters underwater and almost died.

Now they are back with even greater fanfare.

In this tide that was like a mighty army, there was also a flash of black lightning rushing towards them quickly.

Alone.

A person.

An old man.

That's the principal.

Dragging two swords that were bigger than him and stepping on the heads of countless corpse guards, only a black line could be seen.

In the realm of time zero, the principal's speed increased to the extreme. Even for sharp-eyed wild beasts, it was too late when they sensed prey passing overhead.

I’m almost out of friends.

The principal really does have no friends. He said that all his friends have died of old age, which is true when you think about it.

Thinking this way, I will soon be left with no friends, and I will also be so handsome that I will have no friends.

This was probably the situation that ancient dragon slayers faced when facing dragons: your enemies were overwhelming, and your only friends were the swords in your hands.

The knife swirled and swung with rage and greed, and the dark golden arcs formed two semicircles surrounding the principal, sealing off all the space, waiting for the corpse guards to crash into the blade themselves.

The two weapons produced completely different effects when cutting. Rage let out a violent roar, and the dragon head embossed on the hilt opened its eyes. The principal now seemed to be holding a violent living dragon; while Greed was almost silent. Only the principal himself could feel the pulse coming from the hilt. This straight-bladed broadsword seemed to have a heartbeat. Its sharp blade broke through the muscles and bones of the corpse guard without any stagnation, giving the sword holder a "smooth" pleasure. With each cut, its blade became redder and redder, and blood-like lines grew from the hilt to the tip of the sword. These blood veins greedily sucked the remaining black blood in the corpse guard's body, because the creatures cut by it would lose too much blood. At the end of the Greedy hilt, the dragon head spurted blood.

The dragon roared and spread its wings, throwing the principal back to the ground.

He continued to attack with his wings, and his huge body pushed thousands of corpse guards to the principal's side and squeezed past him, while he himself used his jagged wing bones to cut the ground like a sharp blade.

Such a big thing, even a train seems small in front of it, and it just crashed into such a handsome old man.

But before the handsome old man could fight his way out from the pile of corpses, his wings had already cut through the ground and arrived.

The wings, which were only left with bones, were as sharp as knives. Even the corpses guarding along the way could not resist being cut in half.

For a split second, Lu Mingfei almost thought that that moment was the end of his career as principal.

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But this stubborn old man stood up again. He used time zero to hide in the gaps between the bone wings and climbed onto the dragon's body again.

But it’s not without cost.

Lu Mingfei gritted his teeth and looked over there.

He had never seen the principal in such a mess. His tortoise-shell framed glasses had fallen off during a round of attacks... Fortunately, he was not nearsighted or presbyopic. He just needed a pair of glasses to cover up the sharpness in his pupils... His suit was torn, revealing the snow-white shirt underneath; sweat and blood flowed over his muscular back and soaked the tattoo that read "Evil of All Realms". The tiger and yaksha became lifelike as his muscles rose and fell, as if they were about to break out of his skin and fight the dragon.

The principal ran on the dragon's back, laughing wildly and dragging two big swords. Sparks flashed where the handles of the swords passed. It didn't look like he was chopping but rather cutting metal.

The dragon's wings were cut off.

The dragon began to sweep with its tail.

The principal was thrown down by his tumble and hit hard against a tree.

Before Lu Mingfei could see the principal's injuries clearly, he jumped into the air again. Lu Mingfei could fully imagine that the principal activated time zero again the moment he landed on the ground and coughed up blood, and got up in the shortest time possible, picked up the knife, and charged again.

It can simply be described as impatient.

Lu Mingfei stared at the scene in a daze.

Only someone like the principal can be Long's rival.

This was basically two dragons fighting each other. They totally disregarded their own strength and used everything they had, with every blow drawing blood.

The dragon no longer gave the principal a chance to climb onto his body, and continued to attack with its bony wings and tail vertebrae, each attack raising waves several meters high;

The old man just stood in the waves, using his two-handed weapons to collide with the huge tail vertebrae, and each impact splashed up sparks of fire.

His size was less than one percent of the dragon's, but the dragon just couldn't move an inch forward.

But Lu Mingfei could see that the principal's movements were becoming increasingly strenuous.

His movements became slower and slower, and the rebound of his rage and greed became stronger and stronger, but the dragon's attack remained unchanged.

The principal is still a human being after all. In this kind of attack and defense, he has to use all his strength every time. Finally, he can't bear it anymore.

A certain moment.

The principal had lost his greed, leaving only the huge saber's rage.

He also sheathed his rage.

Of course, there is no scabbard. The seven deadly sins share one scabbard, which is huge and bulky and not suitable for carrying at all.

But that was the principal's attitude, he made up a scabbard.

The scabbard in one hand and the handle in the other.

This is the starting move of the Iai Slash.

Sure enough, he started running.

He lowered his head and suddenly became quiet.

A silent domain spread out around him. The dragon also sensed that domain and roared silently with its huge mouth opened.

He raised his head, roared angrily, and then started running.

Leap high.

Visual inspection! Breathe! Cut off the carp's mouth! Pay it forward! Cut it off!

Suddenly, an incredibly high speed occurred, and the sword that seemed heavier than he was disappeared without even leaving an arc of light.

The dragon fell.

When he fell, a huge wave was created.

The waves washed over Ange's body. He stood on the dragon's back, raging on the dragon's spine.

That is the dragon's weakness. A dragon has two brains and two nerve centers. A corpse guard is a dead undead spirit. Only by destroying its nerve center can it stop moving. The nerve center of this dragon corpse guard is dozens of meters long.

The sword pierced into the dragon-shaped corpse's lumbar vertebrae with rage, but a long part remained outside. The dragon's spine was harder than steel.

The old man then stepped on the hilt of the knife, and clear cerebrospinal fluid gushed out.

Lu Mingfei was stunned.

The old fellow bent his waist and pushed the furious back of the knife on the dragon's back and began to move. At the beginning, every step he took was very difficult because the fury was embedded in the dragon's spine, and every inch forward was cutting the dragon's spine.

Later, he seemed to get used to it and his speed became faster and faster.

The place where he cut was like a dividing line, and the dragon lost control of the part of its body below the line.

He roared and climbed up using his front legs, grabbing onto the cliff by the sea and climbing up.

He felt what Ange was going to do. Ange's target was his brain. He would destroy it from the coccyx all the way to the brain. Even the dragon's corpse would become a real skeleton.

The dragon-shaped corpse was making his last struggle. He was like a patient with paralyzed lower limbs, and he could only grab the edge of the bed with both hands and try to climb up.

Angers is climbing, and so is the dragon.

It was a contest that those who witnessed it will never forget.

Finally the dragon stood up, and Ange could no longer push Fury forward because the road became vertical.

So he drew out his Fury and leapt up again.

At this moment, the dragon turned its head 180 degrees or even more, and his neck suddenly stretched a lot like a turtle. Angé still kept his arms raised high and angry, ready to chop the dragon in half with one knife.

The dragon's huge head had already hit him.

The dragon kiss hit Ange's entire body, without reservation or defense.

No one could have anticipated a scene like this.

Ange flew backwards at a faster speed.

Lu Mingfei was so frightened that he wanted to jump off the mountain, and he couldn't help but chant the words that Lu Mingze left for him.

Although it is free, Lu Mingfei feels that the little devil is playing a trick on him. It does not mean that there will be forced consumption after use, and Lu Mingze will not violate the principle on this point; but the password is too embarrassing.

His previous commands were very cool, such as show me the follows, something for nothing, etc.!

This time he was a little stumped.

"You who hide the power of darkness."

"Show me your true power."

"Now I order you in the name of your master Lu Mingfei to lift the seal."

"..."

Despite the shame, his vision really slowed down a lot at this moment, as if he had also entered the realm of time zero.

Then the cliff that the dragon was clinging to began to surge. Suddenly, countless spear-like objects protruded from the cliff and pushed the dragon down. A golden light flashed by.

That was the greed that was thrown on the beach by Angers.

Greed drove a nail into the dragon's brain from the side.

The dragon brain began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. The nature of this "sword of sucking" was to squeeze the life out of the wounded. A large amount of cerebrospinal fluid was squeezed out and spurted out from the hilt, forming a splashing silver fountain.

Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that although the little devil liked to play tricks on him, he was not a liar.

But they cannot completely relax now. They still need to hold on here for twenty minutes and wait for the sulfur bomb to explode.

With super powers, Lu Mingfei planned to go down to support his seniors. He stepped on the anti-aircraft gun guardrail and prepared to fly down at a straight speed.

Ankle vision, jump...

Guluuluulu——

Lu Mingfei rolled down the slope of the fortress. When he stood up, his body was covered in mud and his nose was cut. His face was covered with snot and blood.

I’ve been fooled—this is what Lu Mingfei thought as he fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)