Dragon Clan: Started by being picked up by Xia Mi, and then defeated the strong

Chapter 133 The hero can’t escape from the battlefield!

"Alpha Embryo, sounds like in vitro fertilization technology, from the research of Black Swan Port?" Xia Mo raised an eyebrow and asked.

"Yes, the destruction of Black Swan Harbor is a great misfortune in the history of hybrids," the king said in a voice full of emotion, "the ancient dragon buried under the glacier, the mural of corpses in hell where Satan is, and the genetic technology cultivated by the great scientist Dr. Herzog with all his heart and soul. This should have been a small step for hybrids to become pure-blooded dragons, but it turned out to be a swan song."

"You are the result of a great research experiment," the king said proudly. "The hybrids have explored the realm of dragons. The α embryos are the second generation products. All defects have been overcome by perfect talents. You are born to be the emperor who changes the world."

When Black Swan Harbor was free, Wang Jiang used two dog sleds to escape. On one sled were four sleeping boys. It was a first-generation product with some defects, but the talent was still amazing. On the other sled were two metal insulated cabins placed side by side.

Inside one of the incubators were two little boys less than one year old, with tubes delivering nutrient solution in their mouths and wearing oxygen masks.

These are the source birth and source daughter, the π embryo and the ω embryo respectively.

In another incubator were two little girls sleeping. One was a fetus, later named Eri Uesugi.

General Wang was attacked by his teammate Bondarev and his life was hanging by a thread, but he luckily survived. He followed Bondarev's trail all the way to Japan and found the three lost embryos, which had grown into adults.

But the search for the alpha embryo and the four first-generation products was fruitless, and General Wang thought he had been killed by Bondarev.

When Xia Mo heard General Wang call the α embryo the result of experimental research, she understood that this thing was a product of Black Swan Port.

"How can you be sure that I am the alpha embryo you are looking for?" Xia Mo was puzzled.

"Xia Sang, you don't know who your parents are, so you wrote in the file that you are an orphan. You were born in 1991, so your age matches exactly," General Wang said slowly, "Of course, you can lie about your age, but not your ancestry."

"You are too anxious, little girl, to send you to me. I have not yet confirmed whether you have the bloodline of the White King, but how can the descendant of the Black King, who used despicable means to steal the power of the dragon clan, give birth to a great life like you?" The king's voice became increasingly fanatical.

"There is only one emperor. I originally thought there were only three emperors left in the world, Gen Chisei, Gen Chinu, and the monster Uesugi Eriya who was cultivated as a secret weapon by the Snake Family. But you are still alive. You are the fourth emperor!"

Xia Mo shook her head, "You've got the wrong person."

I didn’t grow up like this and wake up like this, Xia Mo thought.

"Herzog is actually you," Xia Mo said, "The ghost who knew about the existence of the Alpha embryo and experienced the Black Swan Port incident, apart from Bondarev, the culprit who had planned it for a long time, is the only one left, Herzog who colluded with him."

"It seems that this child Zhinv has a lot to tell you, but who I am is not important." Wang Jiang said with a smile.

His voice was not something a normal person could produce. It was hoarse and sticky, like a ghost. "I feel sad that the little girl always says so little to my master."

"Think more about your own problem. Have you treated him as your own son over the years, or as a spare sacrifice?" Xia Mo said.

"At least my love for him comes from the bottom of my heart. Is there any father in the world who doesn't love his children? Compared to a father he has never met by blood, shouldn't I, the master who has taken care of his daily life and cried when he caught a cold or had a fever, be his father more?"

"You Chinese have an old saying, 'Once a teacher, always a father.'"

As the king spoke, he glanced at the weak Yuan Zhinv who was lying on the ground. The devilish smile on the noble's face seemed to express his mood at the moment. He smiled, as if looking at a piece of prime beef, and licked his lips, looking forward to this sumptuous feast.

Yuan Zhinu was stared at by the king and trembled. The heavy rain soaked her and she curled up like a stray dog.

Xia Mo looked at Yuan Zhinu and sighed. She could not empathize with Yuan Zhinu. What she heard was the noisy sound of clappers. What she thought of was not the evil ghost of Luojia, but a group of primitive people performing rituals around a campfire.

"I don't know if you have heard of another old Chinese saying, 'A man who knows the times is a hero.'" Xia Mo said calmly, "You should commit suicide, General Wang. The break is over. You are no match for me."

Although Fengjian Liuli has lost his fighting ability, he can provide the best assistance in this round. Wang Jiang is no match for Fengjian Liuli in a furious state.

In fact, the injuries suffered by Kazama Ruri were very minor, but because of the sound of the bangzi, he changed back to the personality of Genji, and his physical fitness also changed back to that of an ordinary boy. The wound could not heal quickly, his clothes were soaked in blood, and he looked miserable.

General Wang had varying degrees of injuries on his waist, shoulder blades, thighs, and chest, and his bones were vaguely visible. The most serious one was his chest. Fengjian Liuli slashed him eighteen times, but General Wang only blocked seventeen of them. The blade was only one centimeter away from his heart, so his heart was fine, but his lungs were injured. I'm afraid General Wang was vomiting blood under his mask.

Xia Mo pulled out the sword that was stuck in the tatami and walked towards Wang Jiang with light steps. The distance between them was less than fifteen meters, like the boundary between life and death.

The king was bathed in the storm. He witnessed the murderous intent in Xia Mo's golden eyes that flowed like lava. This was the murderous intent of a young girl, stern and thorny.

This gave General Wang an idea. Even if he took the young girl as a hostage, Xia Mo's knife would chop her down without hesitation.

Xia Mo and Fengjian Liuli were not that close. They had met twice, and Xia Mo was dragged into this situation the second time and forced to flee together. Xia Mo didn't say anything, but she kept it in mind.

In Japan, if you bring out Sakura Kazuma, at most it will make Xia Modao, who is determined to kill someone, a little slower.

In this world, she was the only one who made Xia Mo hesitate and care about her life or death. It was not because they had sworn a blood oath, but because Xia Mo regarded her as a family member whom she valued.

But that person is not in Japan, she is doing her homework brilliantly.

Then, no one can stop Xia Mo from killing General Wang.

The king held the famous sword tightly with both hands, with the tip of the sword at a forty-five degree angle to the curved blade, marking the beginning of a classic samurai duel.

Xia Mo stepped into the wind and rain, but the rain did not wet her white hair. In General Wang's eyes, ripples appeared around the girl, as if she was surrounded by some kind of high-temperature gas, which quickly evaporated the rain into white mist, like the realm of gods.

General Wang guessed that it was Xia Mo's words that did it. He shouted loudly and took a big step forward. At this moment, white lightning suddenly appeared in the sky, illuminating the entire terrace. The darkness disappeared, and only the figures of Xia Mo and General Wang passed by each other quickly.

The two of them stood still like warriors who had just finished a duel... No way!
Xia Mo spun her feet, twisted her waist, turned around suddenly and threw the broken knife in her hand, which turned into a sharp arrow and hit the general's forehead as he turned his head. Xia Mo's strength was so great that the blade went straight through the general's skull. The smiling mask of the minister cracked along the blade, and the general fell on his back.

"Damn it, I actually lost to a famous sword." Xia Mo complained in her heart.

The sleeve of her right hand was neatly torn, and in contrast to the colorless black was her fair and tender arm, which was cut with a layer of blood. If you look closely, you will find that the wound is a cracked white scale bud.

If Xia Mo had not used dragon scales to block Wang Jiang's cut, the sharpness of the famous sword in his hand would have at least cut deep into Xia Mo's arm bone.

"Borrow it for a while." Xia Mo muttered to Fengjian Liuli, bent down to pick up Fengjian Liuli's knife, and walked towards Wang Jiang. Xia Mo wanted to finish him off. She was not sure whether Wang Jiang could survive after his head was smashed. If it were her - she could survive!
Pure-blooded dragons have two nerve control centers, one in the brain and one in the spine. As time goes by, Xia Mo's dragon body becomes more mature. Although she still looks like a beautiful girl, she actually has the characteristics of a dragon in some details.

She can even grow a little tail!
As expected, General Wang stood up, like a stiff zombie, lying on the ground and standing up at 90 degrees. He let out a creepy laugh with the knife stuck in his brain.

"Has your brain finally gone mad?"

Xia Mo tightly grasped Fengjian Liuli's knife, took a step forward, and swung the knife at Wang Jiang at close range, but Wang Jiang grabbed the knife with only one hand. Under his cracked mask, there was a hideous face and a dragon's head!

Under the tattered feathers were undulating scales, and his bones made a startling and loud noise that sounded tooth-grinding. Two bloody cuts appeared on his shoulder blades, and thin wings made of ribs emerged. The king general was breathing out hot breath, and his claws were so strong and powerful that Xia Mo couldn't help but show a look of surprise.

"This is the power of the dragon, the power of the dragon!" The king said intoxicatedly, his pupils erect, as if he had lost the rationality of a leader and elder, and was filled with violence and desire for destruction.

The members of the Ghost Group drank Molotov cocktails in advance, and General Wang was worried that after subduing Fengjian Liuli, he would not be a match for Xia Mo, so he prepared to die with honor and drank three full bottles of swan blood!

Now the king will no longer suppress the devil in his heart and let him out.

Xia Mo looked at the king general whose body had grown to a gigantic size. His shadow enveloped her, emitting an aura that was no less than that of a pure-blooded dragon.

She tried to retract the knife, but found that she was no match for the opponent's strength, as if it was stuck in a hard rock.

"This is trouble." Xia Mo thought.

Wang Jiang swung his fist like a cannonball. At the critical moment, Xia Mo released the handle of the knife in time and blocked it with both arms, but the force like a battering ram knocked Xia Mo away.

Xia Mo fell beside Yuan Zhinv like a bird with broken wings. She glanced at the desperate Yuan Zhinv, climbed up and touched his head.

"It's not time to despair yet." Xia Mo looked at Yuan Zhinu pitifully and said softly.

Yuan Zhinu stared blankly at Xia Mo who was standing in front of him. The other person's figure was not tall, and seemed a little weak under the black clouds and black water.

"Run away! I made a mistake." Yuan Zhinu shouted weakly, "I am still useful. The king will not kill me!"

What answered Yuan Zhinu was Xia Mo's firm words.

"A hero can't flee from the battlefield."

Xia Mo took out the Molotov cocktail given by Fengjian Liuli from her arms, and she drank it in front of Wang Jiang.

"You're the only one who can transform into a dragon, right?"

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　Some people may wonder why Shadow Warrior is so cunning, but his record in the original novel is actually quite amazing, he is the SVP in Dragon Three.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)