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

Chapter 45: The Third Generation of Noblemen

The bronze tower is more than ten feet high, standing majestically like a pillar reaching to the sky. Every mortal who touches it will be amazed and feel how insignificant he is.

According to the "Ice Sea Fragments", the Black King destroyed the rebellious White King with his supreme power, nailed her to the bronze pillar and threw her into the depths of the roaring ice sea.

The bronze pillar symbolizes the dragon clan’s royal power and hegemony, and is also the place where the dragon clan is executed.

Chu Zihang and his companions focused their attention on the corpses lying on the ground. They were as strong as bears before, but now they were shriveled and withered, as if all their blood had been sucked out, their flesh had been sucked out, their bones were connected to their skin, and their eyeballs were empty, which was extremely terrifying.

Xia Mo approached the bronze tower alone. On the top of the tower was a silent bell that had not been rung since its owner fell asleep. The world was vast and lonely, with thick fog and a majestic conch shell flowing with the elegy of the sea.

The huge cocoon looked like a protruding eyeball of a bronze tower, with dark red lines like blood vessels spreading from it.

The dragon's words were engraved on the bottom of the giant cocoon with its sharp claws. Xia Mo had never learned dragon language, but she was able to decipher it.

Praise my King, King of Oceans and Waters, everlasting glory.

In the xx era, the master of Naiad was granted the title of King of Ocean and Water and was made Earl.

Naiad, the name of this ancient city, or the dragon in the cocoon.

This is a knighted pureblooded third generation species, no less noble than an ordinary second generation species.

The blood that Jiude Mai sacrificed came from the noble Dragon King. His blood awakened his followers, even though it was not the right time for them to break out of their cocoons.

Xia Mo wanted to walk around the bronze tower to look for other clues, but Chu Zihang reminded Xia Mo to be careful because the bounty hunters died in a miserable and strange way.

Xia Mo retreated after hearing that. She was so focused on the bronze tower and the giant cocoon that she forgot to loot the loot. She shouldn't have done that.

"Come, let's divide it up and carry on their legacy." Xia Mo said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei picked up a shotgun, Chu Zihang held MP9 submachine guns in both hands, and Xia Mo asked Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen if they wanted them.
Generally speaking, it is taboo to take things from the dead or to give things to the dead.

Xia Mo's decision to hand over a dead man's gun to a girl who has never done any housework is also hardcore in a way.

Su Xiaoqiang thought about it and asked for a Beretta 92F. Xia Mo carefully taught her how to use it, how to turn on the safety, load the gun, pay attention to the recoil, and how to aim more accurately.

Su Xiaoqiang felt Xia Mo's soft whisper and gentle look, just like an older sister teaching a younger sister how to use a sanitary napkin, but Bai Yueguang's senior was telling her how to kill someone with one shot.

strange.

Su Xiaoqiang felt strange.

Xia Mo handed Chen Wenwen a Glock 17. The Glock 1 pistol has always been known for its stability and is suitable for various situations.

"I didn't turn on the safety, so there's no need to worry about the car misfiring," said Xia Mo.

“…Thank you, senior.” Chen Wenwen took the pistol with both hands. The cold touch made her feel like a snake was sliding through her heart.

"Follow my command," Xia Mo raised her hand and pointed the AK-47 rifle at the bronze cocoon. She had already replaced the bullets with alchemical bullets. "As the saying goes, strike while the enemy is weak... Fire!"

Chu Zihang pulled the trigger without hesitation, and fire came out of the muzzle of the gun.

Lu Mingfei fired the shotgun tremblingly. Su Xiaoqiang felt uneasy at first, but then she grinned and vented the anger of the little goddess towards the giant cocoon.

I don't care about you demons and monsters! You are not allowed to become a spirit after the founding of the country!
Chen Wenwen hesitated for a moment, pulled the safety, and shot a few times at the cocoon just to show her appreciation.

In addition to the alchemical bullets used by Xia Mo and Chu Zihang, Lu Mingfei and his companions used brass bullets, which could produce a noticeable effect against dragons in actual combat.

The cocoon secreted mucus, which stuck to the bullet, and the steam that burst out filled the air, making a sizzling sound.

The heartbeat gradually stopped.

Su Xiaoqiang and Chen Wenwen rubbed their sore wrists. The recoil made them unable to aim accurately. Fortunately, the calluses were so big that an elephant could fit in them.

"Is it over?" Chu Zihang asked subconsciously.

Xia Mo narrowed her eyes slightly, staring at the cocoon shrouded in gray-white mist, and mercury vapor spread towards them.

"No!" Xia Mo said alertly, "Back off! There's something wrong with this fog!"

With her extraordinary vision, she saw that the moving mist was not water crystals, but small flying insects that devoured everything they encountered like marching ants.

The thick fog on the sea gradually surrounded the island. The music of a thousand conch shells resonated with the tide of the sea at a certain moment, and thus the melodious vocal music turned into a grand symphony.

"hiss--"

A long cry was heard from inside the cocoon.

The sharp claws tore open a corner of the cocoon, revealing one of the dragon's eyes. The eyeball turned and looked down at Xia Mo.

At this moment, Xia Mo and Naiyad understood each other's thoughts. We are all hunters.

We are each other's prey.

Two slender bone wings pierced through the cocoon, which at first glance looked like flying eyeballs. Then the dragon's limbs broke through the cocoon one by one, and a human figure with a hideous head and horns and exposed bones fell to the ground.

"Where is my king?" Naiyad's red-gold dragon eyes stared at Xia Mo. He recognized his compatriot and asked.

Naiyad spoke the language of dragons, which Chu Zihang and his companions could not understand.

"Oh my god, what is this?" Lu Mingfei shivered.

Naiyad's hatching was not perfect. He had not absorbed enough nutrients to grow a strong dragon body. Even the blood of the King of Ocean and Water was not enough. He did not care about these, he just wanted to see the throne he would serve as soon as possible.

Xia Mo raised her hand, Glock 17 in her left hand, and said coldly.

"do not know."

"Boom-boom-"

The alchemical bullet pierced through the air but stopped in front of Naiyad. The thick fog wrapped around the high-speed spinning bullet and it could not move forward even an centimeter.

Xia Mo couldn't answer Naiyad's question, so to this third-generation pure-blood who had just woken up, Xia Mo was food.

Naiad can smell the information hormones in the girl's body fragrance. She is also a pure-blooded dragon.

By the way, a mixed-race of high pedigree is also included.

If hot weapons don't work, then use cold weapons.

Xia Mo pulled out the Viking sword that was "a generous gift from a bounty hunter".

This is an alchemical weapon. The Viking sword has a wide and thick blade, deep blood grooves on both sides, and snake-like patterns appear on the surface of the sword.

Viking swords are good for cutting, slashing, and wide swings.

So it works for Xia Mo.

The assassin also has the heart of a berserker.

Naiyad stretched out his bony wings, grabbed his tail, and pulled out the bone spur fiercely, holding a long, straight "sword" like a needle in his hand.

Xia Mo admired him for being a ruthless person.

When dragons fight each other, no words are needed; a glance can reveal their intentions.

Naiyad began to recite, and the ancient bronze bell behind her vibrated, and the ancient and solemn voice could be heard from far away.

He is calling.

How could a count be without servants?

All the Yakshas in the city heard the call from their master and rushed towards the bronze tower.

The city of Naiad came back to life.

"Senior sister, let's run!" Lu Mingfei shouted. He felt very uneasy. Looking at Xia Mo standing in front of them, his heart was beating wildly.

"Chu Zihang, protect them with your words." Xia Mo stared at Naiyad and told Chu Zihang, "Leave this pure-blooded dragon to me."

It has been some time since Xia Mo returned to this world from her deathly sleep, and she finally met an opponent worthy of her challenge.

There was the sound of bones reorganizing inside her body. Xia Mo was in the weak stage of dragon and could not truly transform into a dragon. She could only fight the enemy in the state of [dragon bones].

The interim reward received from Teacher Daye of "Overcoming the Strong with the Underdog" - stress eye.

By concentrating, Xia Mo was able to see the weaknesses beneath Naiyad's seemingly indestructible body.

Xia Mo glanced at the blood-stained dice and the eighty points on it, hesitated for a moment, and did not use it.

Naiyad sneered, and her wings vibrated violently, turning into a pale lightning and crashing into Xia Mo.

Instantly, the roar echoed.

　Thanks to book friend 20201129160521562 for the reward of 100 Qidian coins. Actually it was on May 5.4th. Every time I finish typing, I am in a hurry to send it out, but I always forget. Sorry.

　　This smart push is the same as if it didn't come, and I also lost the follow-up reading. I feel so sad. It may be because I took too long to write the literature club before entering this copy. The pace needs to be faster.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)