Dragon Clan: Force me to be reborn and slay dragons

Chapter 226: Flame Demon Slayer, After Killing One, There's Still a Workshop
The burning black flames did not have a scorching heat, but instead gave people a sense of terror that could annihilate all life.

Deep in the corridor that had returned to darkness, a pair of golden eyes as bright as the sun revealed a sinister majesty. A young man in black disappeared into the darkness, with fine scales on his body opening and closing, and his knotted muscles protruding like iron bars.

"hiss--"

"call--"

The breathing was long, and the dragon blood in the body was further purified. The high-pressure blood flow in the blood vessels washed over the whole body. The power that ordinary people could hardly imagine penetrated into every cell. The demon sword in his hand, burning with black magic flames, made a joyful sound.

The alchemical matrix within the blade, which had been dormant for many years, was reawakened by drinking the blood of a semi-evolved species, and like the Zanpakutō Bankai of the god of death, it revealed its true appearance.

At this moment, even Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki, who had long been aware of Chu Zihang's notoriety, found it difficult to connect the young man with raging demonic flames in the distance with the future king of the Lionheart Society.

If it weren't for the cover of darkness, they would not be able to see the dragon scales on Chu Zihang's body that seemed to be breathing, and the strange patterns on his handsome face. Perhaps at this moment they had begun to doubt their lives.

In such a large park, they are the only two normal people?!
The power brought by the second blood burst surged in his blood vessels like a torrent. Chu Zihang couldn't help but feel intoxicated by the pleasure and wished it would stay in his body forever.

However, human reason was not completely overwhelmed by the pleasure brought by power. It kept reminding Chu Zihang not to become a slave to power.

Don’t... become as ugly as the monster in front.

Otherwise, mom will be very sad.

She will also be unhappy.

"Ho... ho ho..."

Inhuman gasps leaked out from under the broken mask, and the king's hunched body was breaking through the biological limit. His spine burst and seven exoskeleton spikes grew.

The originally slim-fitting black kimono was stretched apart by the rapidly bulging muscles, and shattered into pieces with a roar.

The blue-gray evil ghost rushed forward like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, holding a broken knife and emitting sharp roars from its fang-filled mouth.

The deformed Wang Jiang has now transformed into a complete Deadpool, and is far more ferocious and terrifying than the snake-like Deadpool he cultivated.

The king, whose stature had suddenly grown to more than two meters, used his arm span to forcibly make up for the defect of the broken sword being not long enough.

Even if Murasame, surrounded by demonic flames, were to confront him, he was confident that he could die together with him.

"Roar--!!!"

The blue-gray evil ghost got on all fours and pounced on the enemy like a raging lion or tiger. The terrifying recoil force left two deep dents on the steel ground.

However, facing the self-sacrificing attack of the evil ghost leader, there was no panic in Chu Zihang's eyes. Extremely violent energy lingered around him, but the first thing that turned into an attack was the severed hand that was tightly holding the broken knife!
The king threw out his disconnected left arm with all his might, holding the broken blade in it and spinning it towards the blue-gray evil ghost that was rushing towards him, returning the item to its rightful owner.

It's a pity that General Wang had no nostalgia at all and completely ignored the broken arm flying towards him, allowing the broken knife to hit the fine scales on his chest, splashing sparks.

"Die!"

At this moment, General Wang had nothing else in his eyes except the young man holding the magic sword and staring at him intently.

However, under the stimulation of the second blood burst, the domain of Word Spirit·Jun Yan had already expanded beyond its limit. Black and red air currents roamed freely in the domain, like the god of death symbolizing flames.

General Wang only felt a burning sensation comparable to that of the scorching sun sweeping over his whole body, but having taken the evolution drug, he was fearless and still rushed forward with a knife in hand.

It’s just that he can withstand the terrifying high temperature, but the broken knife in his hand cannot.

The sharp blade glowed red and hot in the black and red airflow, with faint signs of structural collapse and melting into molten iron!
Capturing this horrifying scene, a hint of shock flashed across the king's red-gold vertical pupils.

Before he could change his moves, the dragon-like young man in front of him had already swung his sword and slashed at him!

The black flames dragged out an all-consuming black and red flame behind it, like a butterfly from the underworld flapping its wings and flying, trying to sweep the blue-gray evil ghost that had just emerged from its cocoon into the gates of the underworld.

The butterfly's wings swept across, sweeping away all the black and red air, and also sweeping away all the light in the corridor.

Time seems to be frozen at this moment.

Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki in the distance looked anxiously, but all they saw was darkness. They were extremely anxious but helpless.

Only Lu Mingfei had already retracted his gaze and figured out how to break the door.

"boom--!!!"

After a brief silence, a black line of fire drew a hideous crack in the air, and then exploded, cutting the entire space into pieces.

The extremely high temperature baked the fragile steel surface of the corridor. The floor, walls and even the ceiling showed traces of molten iron. The breath of annihilation filled this small world, as if purgatory had opened a back door here.

The black flames dissipated, and Murasame returned to his mirror-like white, without any trace of his hideousness.

Chu Zihang sheathed his sword. The almost boiling dragon blood in his body began to cool down, and the signs of dragon transformation on his body began to slowly fade away.

A few feet in front of him, the most ferocious demon leader was still standing firm, charging forward. However, his flesh and blood, as well as the scales and bone armor brought by the runaway dragon blood, had been burned to ashes.

Standing in front of Chu Zihang at this moment was just a dark golden skeleton.

There was hot mist and it looked like a non-human being.

Behind the skeleton, the corridor that was more than 20 meters long had completely changed beyond recognition, looking like a cracked and dilapidated ground that had been exposed to the sun and lacked water.

Looking at the darkness that had regained visibility, Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki, who had hugged each other again in the distance at some point, swallowed tacitly, their eyes full of shock and disbelief.

Although the scene was smaller than the one where Lu Mingfei killed hundreds of Deadpools with one sword and created an endless sea of ​​blood, it was comparable to the effect of a tornado destroying a parking lot, and it was a scene that these two underwater aces had never heard of or seen before.

Is he really just A-level?

The two looked at each other and could see big question marks in each other's eyes.

With this kind of strength, how could Caesar compete with him for the position of the leader of Kassel College?
Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki are members of the student union and have witnessed the extraordinary strength that Caesar displayed one day after he regained his freedom.

However, if Caesar does not possess a high-risk Word Spirit with mass destructive power, then he will have little chance of winning against Chu Zihang.

Just when they were silent, not knowing what to say, Lu Mingfei had already walked past them, as if he was going to check on Chu Zihang's condition.

Seeing this, Chu Zihang, whose dragon blood was still surging in his body, subconsciously wanted to step back, not wanting him to see his inhuman appearance.

However, Lu Mingfei, who had the ability of night vision, had already noticed his changes. He just smiled at him and gave him a thumbs up to show his compliment, then bent down and picked up the half-broken sword that had been thrown away.

Under Chu Zihang's slightly complicated gaze, Lu Mingfei turned back to the huge metal door and teased Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki who were watching:
"Why, did General Wang cast a spell called 502 on you? You are still clinging to each other and won't separate."

After the two of them separated with blushing faces, he waved his hand and signaled them to move aside to avoid being accidentally injured later.

The underwater ace duo, who were shocked beyond words by the grand scene, retreated obediently, protecting Lu Mingfei in front of them, ready to watch him score twice.

I just don’t know what kind of wonderful performance he will bring to everyone.

Holding the half-broken sword with three fingers, Lu Mingfei aimed at the huge metal door like throwing a dart and threw it out after 0.1 seconds.

The movement is very light and gentle. If this is a dart and there is a target in front of it, it will definitely hit the center of the bull's eye.

But this is a broken sword, and in front of it is a metal object of incredible weight and thickness. The collision between the two sides can be described as a mantis trying to stop a chariot or an egg hitting a stone.

However, the fact was that the broken knife, which was over a foot long, swept past like an F22 fighter jet, cutting through the air with a whistling sound, and hit the huge metal door directly like the passenger plane that crashed into the Chopsticks Building that year.

With a loud bang, the reinforced and thickened metal door was dismembered the moment the tip of the knife touched it.

Although the dismembered parts were not fatal compared to the overall mask, the lower part had been attacked by a murderer, just like a man had lost his most precious brother. It was no longer a complete door, and the duties and dignity bestowed on it by humans disappeared at this moment.

Flying debris splattered everywhere, and an irregular gap was cut in the huge metal door, which was large enough for three people to pass side by side.

The broken knife had disappeared, and a faint green fluorescence seeped out from the hole, as if the inside was a witch's potion workshop, where an old witch with skin like dead branches and a face like a devil was stirring bubbling poison.

Seeing this, Ye Sheng subconsciously wanted to release the Word Spirit, Vacuum Snake to investigate the internal situation. However, Lu Mingfei walked in before he could make any move.

The young lovers looked at each other, and finally turned their gazes to the young man who was still in the darkness in the distance. Their never-extinguished golden eyes shone brightly, like the eyes of a candle dragon.

Ye Sheng made the same gesture that Donnie Yen used when he pointed at Da Sheng, silently asking for the opinion of the future president of the Lionheart Club.

Seeing this, Chu Zihang nodded slightly, indicating that they should follow first and he would follow.

Seeing this, Ye Sheng and Jiude Aki held hands, carefully stepped on the broken pieces of the ground, and passed through the huge metal door that was half a meter thick.

Although there is a special interlayer, it is still an amazing feat to create such a large gap by just throwing a flying knife.

Only when they stepped into the workshop emitting green light did they truly understand what a breathtaking and spectacular sight it was.

In this workshop, which is as big as a standard football field, there are densely packed cultivation cabins. The source of the green light is the substance similar to nutrient solution in the cabin.

And in the nutrient solution, there was a pale human body wearing a noble mask, with tubes inserted all over the body. It was curled up and had not yet woken up.

At first glance, it looks like the savior Neo in The Matrix waking up from the matrix, or like Alice in Resident Evil seeing a warehouse full of replicas.

It’s a pity that all these are shadow warriors prepared by the king, and they are consumables that can be discarded at any time.

"Sure enough, when it comes to genetic technology, cloning is a topic that can never be avoided."

Lu Mingfei looked at the hundreds of replicas of the kings filling the workshop, sneered, and snapped his fingers:
"Lockdown!"

(End of this chapter)