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Chapter 59 Dark Clouds
Under the plane arranged by the executive department, Li Ang quickly arrived in Monterey from New York.

Then, led by an executive officer, he boarded a helicopter and flew out of the city.

Looking down at this bustling yet chaotic mountain city, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
'If this were before I transmigrated, I probably would never have come to such a dangerous place in my entire life.'

If we were to rank the power dynamics in the country where Li Ang is currently located, it would basically be: military > drug traffickers > police, which shows just how chaotic the country is.

Of course, for him now, these are no longer considered dangerous.

Li Ang pulled himself out of his reverie and turned to the executive officer beside him, asking, "How did you discover the dragon tomb this time?"

When questioned by Li Ang, the executive officer did not hide anything: "In recent years, the frequency of dragon resurgence has been increasing. It might be better in other places, but on this continent..."

"Sir, you should know that the myths of this continent are all accompanied by bloody sacrifices."

The mythology surrounding dragons is essentially the history of dragons.

In the mythology of the Americas, the gods most enjoy blood sacrifices, and these gods are naturally pure-blooded dragons.

In other words, the pure-blooded dragons on this continent love blood sacrifice the most.

Unfortunately, it's already the 21st century, and the unexplained disappearance of many people will naturally attract the attention of law enforcement.

Then the executive department discovered the clues.

Li Ang naturally understood the executive officer's unspoken meaning, but he had another question: "In a place like this, you shouldn't have any problem using high-powered alchemical missiles, right?"

Unlike Americans, Mexicans have a million ways to get by in this chaotic place using powerful weapons.

Upon hearing this, the executive officer was taken aback: "This..."

"I don't know either, I just know that we were told to do it."

However, upon hearing this, Li Ang secretly became wary.

He immediately thought of Odin.

It's important to know that this King of the Sky and Wind has quite a few tentacles within the Secret Society. Although the probability is small, he still has to be wary of what underhanded tricks the other party might play, even though he hasn't seen any signs of it yet.

It was at this moment that the helicopter gradually approached its destination.

However, upon seeing the specific details of the mission location, the execution specialist beside Li Ang suddenly changed his expression drastically: "How come they're already out?! This is different from the estimated time?!"

In his eyes, the open space that should have been used to park helicopters was now a mess, and a brown-skinned figure was chasing an executive officer in the open space.

Without a doubt, the other party was the target of this trip, that fourth-generation species.

"Sir, this."

Just as the executive officer was about to turn around and ask Li Ang what to do next, he realized that he was the only one left in the helicopter.

Turning around, he found that Li Ang, who had just been beside him, was now standing in the open space.

"??"

In the dense rainforest, large sections of the originally thick trees have been cut down, clearing out a flat clearing.

At this moment, the executive officers looked at the dark hole that kept appearing in the center of the open space with great vigilance.

"Damn it, the reinforcements they said we should have received haven't arrived yet?!"

"The message just came in, they say they'll be there soon!"

Upon hearing this, the faces of those present darkened.

Immediately, immediately—when exactly is "immediately"?
As the executive officers were talking loudly, a tall, brown-skinned man emerged from the hole. He looked at the executive officers with a look of disgust: "Annoying bastards (Navartl's words)."

However, upon seeing the figure, the executives present first narrowed their eyes, then their faces lit up with ecstatic joy: "Fire! Fire! He hasn't completed his dragon transformation!"

The next moment, a barrage of gunfire erupted like raindrops.

As is well known, dragons in the dragon race do not have terrifying physical strength before they have completed their dragon transformation.

This is why the executives had such happy expressions on their faces.

unfortunately
Their plan was doomed to fail.

With a cold snort, countless alchemical bullets stopped beside the brown-skinned man and then wobbled as they fell to the ground.

Upon seeing this scene, the executives were stunned.

Without a doubt, this is the power of words.

Moreover, it is a type of incantation that is extremely effective against firearms.

At this moment, the brown-skinned man revealed a mocking expression, his dark golden eyes sweeping over the people present before uttering a contemptuous remark: "A boring struggle." (Navartl's words)

"How dare mortals look directly at the face of a god?" (Navarre's words)

As he finished speaking, an invisible current of air began to slowly accelerate the alchemical bullets on the ground.

Upon seeing this, the executives present narrowed their eyes: "Take cover!"

It was at this moment that they realized something: the other side possessed at least two Words of Power!
One is for defense, and the other is currently used to manipulate metal objects on the ground.

No wonder this fourth-generation creature dared to be so arrogant, leaving the dragon tomb alone without undergoing dragon transformation.

Before the executive officers could think it over, all the alchemical bullets that had been aimed at the brown-skinned man returned.

Bang Bang Bang!
Many small craters appeared on the ground in an instant, and many of the executive officers who were unable to dodge in time lost their fighting ability under this attack.

The brown-skinned man showed no surprise at the result of his attack; he simply prepared to coldly take the life of the fallen agent.

However, at that moment, a huge tree trunk, accompanied by a whistling wind, flew rapidly toward the brown-skinned man.

He stopped what he was doing and watched the tree trunk crumble inch by inch in front of him.

"Weak hands."

The brown-skinned man stopped speaking and narrowed his eyes slightly as he looked at the pure white figure slowly emerging from the rainforest.

Looking into the other person's pale golden eyes, he slowly said, "I didn't expect there to be a mutant like you among this group of bastards."

The person who came was naturally Li Ang.

After getting a clear view of the open space, he jumped out of the helicopter. The height was nothing to him at that moment.

Upon hearing the brown-skinned man's words, Li Ang grinned, revealing a set of white teeth: "A bastard?"

"interesting."

Before he could finish speaking, he transformed into a blur and rushed towards the brown-skinned man opposite him.

Feeling the harsh wind rushing towards his face, a hint of surprise flashed in the brown-skinned man's eyes.

Is this level of physical strength really something those weak bastards could handle? Even with the blessing of incantations, it's still a bit exaggerated!

(End of this chapter)