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

Chapter 373 "Okay, I admit that I am a descendant of the White King"

Word Spirit. Emperor, Sequence 001, a Word Spirit that needs no further introduction, a symbol of Black King Hodnig’s greatness, whose roar caused tens of thousands of dragons to bow to the west.

Almost all the people present were descendants of the Black King. The Emperor's Words played on the sound system gave these people a sense of mission. Our king is calling, so they picked up their three-foot-long swords and the compassionate Gatling guns and went to serve him.

I wonder if the half-bloods have ever thought about this question: when the Black King makes a comeback one day, will his first roar after his resurrection cause those who have rebelled against him to "turn to the light" on the spot? After all, a simulated word spirit has such power, and if the real owner uses it, it will surely have an earth-shattering effect.

Only iron-blooded dragon slayers like Ange and Beowulf have a chance of not having their wills crushed by the Emperor of Words.

The Bronze and Fire King's Sovereign Flame can burn a great river, the Yangtze River. The Black King's Imperial Fire can melt the thousands of miles of glaciers in the northern polar regions into the sea, and cause the water level of the Arctic Ocean to drop by dozens of meters!
The Black King's words are all promax versions.

Xia Mi frowned her beautiful eyebrows slightly. She missed her dad a little, really.

Xia Mo blinked, she immediately understood Andrew's intention. She imitated the other hybrids and showed a deep and deep expression. In her heart, Xia Mo mourned the death of a little turtle she raised in her previous life.

The sound system is switched off.

King Solomon was displeased. The Emperor of Words was a person who only encouraged others' ambitions and destroyed his own prestige, so he usually would not show it to others.

Andrew pointed at Xia Mo and said, "Please don't be deceived by Xia Mo, she is ineffective against the Word Spirit Emperor!"

Xia Mo wiped the crystal tears from the corners of her eyes, her voice sounded sonorous and powerful, "I sense a great existence, transcending life and death, time and space. He is the supreme, virtuous and powerful Black King, and the culprit we must kill!"

King Solomon nodded. What Xia Mo said was exactly what he was thinking. Even if the Black King was the answer to the mysteries of the universe, for the survival of the race, they had to hold high the banner and sword of rebellion.

Andrew disagreed and found Xia Mo's words ridiculous. He imitated Finkel and said, "Please watch the VCR."

The video played on the big screen was not of another person, but the surveillance of the Triple E exam.

Ange frowned. He should have asked Norma to destroy the surveillance video of the Triple E exam a long time ago. How did the investigation team get it?
At this trial, the information presented by the investigation team was a little beyond Angers' expectations. Those information should have been known to Angers and some of his close associates.

Ange was thoughtful.

The Triple E exam was a chaotic scene. Some students saw the dark history very clearly and could not help but cover their faces and pretend to break away from the past.

But when the ninth dragon text was played, everyone stared at the big screen, wanting to witness the birth of the super hybrid with their own eyes... The tenth dragon text was "Praise the revival of my king, destruction is rebirth", the Word Spirit Emperor just now!
The Xia Mo in the video did not act as calmly as she does today. At that time, she was still very weak, a third-generation stud. The Emperor of Words had an effect on her, a provocative effect.

Xia Mo's pupils were as red as lava, and her whole aura was like a raging mountain fire, which still frightened many people even through the screen.

Andrew appropriately interrupted the topic, "This video is a real-time monitoring of the Triple E exam last year. Xia Mo answered nine dragon characters correctly to prove her bloodline, but when it came to the tenth dragon character, the Spirit Emperor, her stress reaction was much more severe than it is now. Xia Mo, can you explain this to us?"

Everyone's eyes fell on Xia Mo. Xia Mo shrugged and said lightly, "Didn't I just say that the master of the Emperor of Words is the enemy of mixed-bloods like us? In the face of an evil enemy, eating living flesh is considered civilized."

"But I have another point of view," Andrew smiled, "Besides us half-bloods, there is another race in the world that hates the Black King, and that is the White King!"

The two words "Bai Wang" caused much more commotion than the four words "Sheqi Eight Families". Bai Wang was far more mysterious than the four kings because he died, and his death was recorded in history.

However, the academic community generally believes that the descendants of the White King should not be extinct, and this mysterious ancient tribe must exist somewhere in the world.

"You mean... I'm a descendant of the White King?" Xia Mo asked half-jokingly. Her shoulder blades felt slightly hot. Could the White King be eavesdropping? "That's right! The White King started the largest rebellion in the history of the Dragon Clan. Nearly one-third of the Dragon Clan joined the white flag. The king used Sequence 121, the highest known Word Spirit Oracle, to order his followers to fear the majesty of the Word Spirit Emperor."

"Isn't the hostility you show towards the Black King more like the hatred in the genes of the White King's bloodline?"

"That's just your one-sided statement," Xia Mo calmly retorted, "I'm a super S-class hybrid, an undisputed genius. How can you understand the world through the eyes of a genius?"

"If you find a second super S-class hybrid to cast Word Emperor on him, I'm sure his reaction will be the same as mine."

"Really?" Andrew said, "The descendants of the White King are quite mysterious. They may have talents and abilities that are different from those of the descendants of the Black King. Xia Mo, we haven't discussed clearly about your transformation into Deadpool. You can't refute this."

"If I were you, I would admit that I am a descendant of the White King. At least it is better than being seen as a dragon." Andrew made a kind suggestion with a mocking tone.

Xia Mo sighed and spread her hands. "In the final analysis, is this a trial of dragons or a denial of genius?"

Xia Mo looked around, scanning everyone, and said calmly, "I have never denied my bloodline. I am S-class above S-class, and I have created a peak above the peak. There is an old saying in my hometown, it is lonely at the top. You can't convict me because I see a different scenery."

After Xia Mo finished speaking, slight noises came from her body, and her eyes quietly turned into dragon pupils with compound eyes, crimson cloud scales appeared at the corners of her eyes, and white dragon scales grew on her jade neck and arms, making the unfamiliar atmosphere of the Lionheart Society and the Student Union shroud the entire Valhalla.

Half-dragon transformation!
Xia Mo glanced at Andrew, and the elite was frightened out of his wits. Beowulf stood up suddenly, drew out the two-handed heavy sword beside the chair, a low dragon roar echoed, the sword was icy and bloodthirsty.

But the next moment, the half-dragon disappeared from Xia Mo's body. Xia Mo pursed her lips and smiled. Her gorgeous and elegant temperament made many people dazed, as if the dragon girl just now was an illusion.

"This is the scenery in my eyes, what do you think?" Xia Mo said softly.

"She is indeed a descendant of the White King."

A voice came out.

Xia Mo looked and saw it was Angers.

Ange stood up. At this point, he decided to use plan B. By the way, plan A was to announce the existence of the blood burst technology.

Originally, Angé was planning to implement plan A, but some people came from Xia Mo's hometown and made Angé change his mind.

"Is it true?" Andrew was delighted.

"She does have the aura of a compatriot. I noticed it when we met her up close in Bronze City."

Another clear voice came.

Xia Mo looked again and saw that it was Bai Muyang, the orthodox Bai family.

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(End of this chapter)