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

Chapter 48: Senior sister, you are so hot!

Chapter 48: Senior sister, you are so hot!
In Norse mythology, the black dragon Nidhogg, who was entrenched at the bottom of the world tree, and countless poisonous snakes kept gnawing at its roots until it withered, which foreshadowed the arrival of Ragnarok.

The fire giant Surtur drew out the flaming sword Levatin, left the fire kingdom Muspelheim, and attacked Asgard in Odin's realm. This represented the end of Ragnarok, and in the end the world was destroyed by Levatin.

The Word Spirit, Surtur, is a Word Spirit that only exists in legends. It has never appeared in the thousands of years of war between hybrids and dragons. Even the King of Bronze and Fire, when the King's wrath erupts, it is the Word Spirit, Candle Dragon.

But the spirit Surtur does exist. The Black Emperor on the ancient throne has personally acknowledged it.

Lu Mingze recognized Surtur, but he couldn't be sure whether Xia Mo's Word Spirit was the [Surtur] recognized by the Black King.

Just like Lu Mingfei is destined to ascend the world's largest throne, and Surtel is destined to destroy the world's throne. This is a kind of fate, and the Word Spirit is just one of its manifestations.

Even the four great kings mistakenly believed that [Sartre] was a word spirit, not to mention the hybrids. They relied on the few words handed down to rank this magnificent power at 109. How foolish.

If Xia Mo possessed the flaming sword Levatin that was powerful enough to ignite the sea, Lu Mingze would be certain that Xia Mo had the same qualifications as Lu Mingfei.

……

Xia Mo rolled the dice.

The bloody dice fell into the black dice plate and spun, with a number pointing towards the sky.

[1]

Nothing happened.

Xia Mo was annoyed.

White fog filled the entire Bronze Tower Square. Naiad, who had faded into a gray-white dragon, used the fog as cover to hide her figure.

Xia Mo's golden eyes were blazing, yet icy cold because of the murderous intent.

At this time, Xia Mo showed some signs of dragon transformation, no longer in the "dragon bone" state. Her gray shoulder-length hair quickly grew down to her waist, her tender skin became hard, and keratin scales like flowing clouds appeared faintly under the skin.

A few scarlet dragon scales had grown on one side of her eye, and combined with her slender eyes, she looked somewhat charming and cool.

This is exactly the sexy charm of a woman that Xia Mo, who often wears home clothes, lacks!

Xia Mo used the dragon scales on her body to block the flying insects from entering her body and biting her organs. If the parasites took up residence in her appendix, she would be in excruciating pain.

The Yuchang sword is indeed suitable for assassination. An inch longer, an inch stronger; an inch shorter, an inch more dangerous. Xia Mo killed several Yakshas and Deadpools, so he simply used the halberd as a weapon without worrying about damage.

Xia Mo is not like Xia Mi who likes to learn all kinds of knowledge on Tudou.com, and she has not learned shooting systematically.

But dragons are born warriors. Xia Mo focused her mind and followed her instincts, and did quite well.

While Xia Mo was killing people in the real world and being wary of the disappeared Naiyad, she was also playing dice in the world of her mind, as if she was playing a game with an invisible fate and a high god.

A six-sided blood-stained dice requires 10 points. Now Xia Mo has accumulated 180 points, so she goes ALL IN.

[1]

[5]

[1]

[4]

After throwing 18 dice and missing a single one［6］, Xia Mo seriously suspected that there was something fishy going on.

Naiyad took action. The tall monster galloped as silently as a cat. If it weren't for the unavoidable wind and the pungent smell of the sea, Xia Mo really wouldn't have noticed it.

The white shadow seemed like an illusion. Xia Mo subconsciously raised the halberd and stabbed Naiyad.

Failed.

Naiyad's claws left a tear on Xia Mo's beautiful jade back.

Xia Mo frowned, murderous intent flashed in her eyes. She was about to go crazy and cursed in her heart, "Don't let me catch you, or I will cut you into pieces and skin you alive!"

Xia Mo was furious.

She understood the feelings of George and others. Naiad was playing tricks on her, a game of cat and mouse.

The magical conch and the sea tides are still resonating and playing. After listening to them for a long time, Xia Mo is prone to hallucinations. It is probably the battle between Ocean Ranger and Devil Red, and the ocean baby pulls Patrick and says, "Let's go catch jellyfish!"
Xia Mo bit her tongue, and the smell of blood made her regain some clarity.

The Dance of Mist Tide actually has the effect of mental invasion? !

Oh, what’s so good about words?

Time Zero makes the user feel the passage of time dozens of times more than others. If used too much, it is easy to die young.

Jun Yan looks cool, but he is actually not good at barbecue. If he sets fire randomly in the city, he will be arrested and taken to the police station.

Hypnosis is just a dirty word. I despise it and don't envy it at all.

Kamaitachi, my hearing ability can do it, so why should I be envious?

Me, I’m not envious at all.

Xia Mo was furious. She grabbed a Yaksha brother and stabbed him hard with the Yuchang sword, "Stab him to death."

She vented her dissatisfaction angrily.

Xia Mo killed a total of forty-one Yakshas, and used all the points to play dice. She still couldn't get [6].

Bad luck.

She felt that her life was coming to an end.

At first, Xia Mo was resistant to the bloody dice. She had a gut feeling that her fate was determined by her, so she ignored it.

Now it seems that she is out of her league. No kidding, really, Xia Mo feels that she is about to send it away.

Extensive blood loss.

The face that had just turned rosy returned to an unhealthy pale color.

In the realm of Dance of the Mist, Naiyad gains extremely strong buff bonuses, and her strength, stamina, agility and other values increase.

Naiyad's followers, the flying insects that were confused into mist, had very sharp teeth. Their fine serrations cut through the scales under Xia Mo's skin, but no blood oozed out, as it was all sucked up by them.

Then it will be fed back to Naiyad.

At first glance, Xia Mo looks like a welfare girl who has a hard life. She has been paired up as a paladin by the website, and is half-covered, which is quite interesting.

If we ignore Xia Mo's increasingly waxy skin.

Naiad wouldn't appreciate it either. He had a completely dragon-like aesthetic: strong limbs, sharp fangs and teeth, that was beauty.

Revolving door.

Scenes after scenes, past and present lives, flashed before Xia Mo's eyes.

She wondered, if she was gone, would Xia Mi be sad? Or would she shed crocodile tears?
As she approached death, Xia Mo's inner regrets were infinitely magnified. Facing her inner desires, she roared in her heart.

Teacher Daye, you are still too lame!

So weak!
Love brain!
Without me, you would have been deceived and killed by someone!
Xia Mo's lava-like golden eyes gradually dimmed, like the light of a lighthouse going out in a storm. A Yaksha followed his master's orders, rushed forward with a gun, trying to pierce Xia Mo's heart and nail her to the ground.

Xia Mo turned her head and stared at Yaksha with her empty eyes. The evil ghost was frightened by the rage of impending death and dared not move. He was treated as a living target and Xia Mo cut off his head with the Yuchang sword.

10 points.

Xia Mo half-knelt down, breathing weakly. She looked up and saw no one. The thick fog made her feel like she was on the Naihe Bridge, just waiting for a Mengpo to serve her the soul-forgetting soup.

Naiyad maintained the patience of a hunter, and his hoarse voice echoed in the sea of fog, ordering the Yakshas not to send down their heads again.

He used his followers to consume the last bit of strength from the dying Xia Mo.

Naiyad secretly marveled at Xia Mo's bloodline. It was definitely not an ordinary third-generation bloodline. The power contained in it intoxicated him. He was afraid that Xia Mo was also a noble bloodline with a title.

But so what?
Or become my nutrition.

At this time, Naiyad heard Xia Mo's whisper, which was an expression that had not yet been heard in this era.

"A miracle happened with a single draw, so it's time to guarantee the bottom line."

The only dice left.

Xia Mo wants to use her to fight for the future.

The dice landed on the dice plate and spun, with a number pointing toward the sky.

[6]

The blood-stained dice instantly caught fire, and the red-black embers ignited the dice plate, showing no signs of stopping, burning Xia Mo's consciousness.

Xia Mo seemed to touch the clouds, overlooking the ground below. A wildfire broke out on an unknown island. Red-hot magma gushed out from the center of the earth, splashing like iron flowers, and boiling magma flowed from the crater in all directions.

From her perspective, it was slow and leisurely, but to the creatures on the island, it was as turbulent as a tsunami.

Volcanic ash and smoke billowed into the sky, and Xia Mo could faintly smell the pungent smell of sulfur.

The awakening of the volcano was earth-shaking. The lava devoured everything it encountered along the way. The lush forest was burned, presenting a deep black color of scorched earth, which made the color of the magma even brighter and brighter.

As Xia Mo was marveling at the power of nature, a roar from underground woke her up.

In the crater, the most boiling place, a pair of giant hands stretched out from there, grabbing the two sides, and the fire giant climbed up, about to return to the world.

His real name - Surtur.

……

Xia Mo suddenly started to burn, and the mist that was eroding her was blown away bit by bit by the surrounding hot air currents.

Rise from the ashes.

The skin is like gelatin.

The gray pupils burned with red gold.

Behind Xia Mo stood a headless giant of flames that stood tall and straight. It flashed by and seemed like an illusion.

At some point, Xia Mo's hand clenched tightly around a slender and gorgeous sword.

Levatin.

Xia Mo stood up and stepped forward. Dark red flames roared and the fire waves reached ten meters high.

A world of fog?

No.