Flood Apocalypse: Starting with a God-Tier Fishing Rod

Lu Fan stood on the shore, took out a small mirror, and looked at his neck.

The once emerald green scales were now gradually oozing a strange deep blue from their edges, as if they were being infected by a more domineering force.

"Dragon Girl Sister!!" Lu Fan exclaimed in his mind, "What's going on?"

A few seconds later, Ao Feng's voice finally came out intermittently, mixed with interference noise.

"My protective scales... have been suppressed. You must immediately go to the Dragon Tomb Ruins beneath the inner island and retrieve the primordial dragon jade of our race..."

"The Origin Dragon Jade?" Lu Fan interrupted her, his tone urgent. "Stop with the nonsense! That old blue dragon has already sealed off the island. I'm asking you, how am I going to get rid of the poison in my body? I don't want to die here for no reason!"

"Once you've gone to the ruins, the problem will naturally be solved!" Ao Feng's voice grew weaker and weaker, as if it might be cut off at any moment. "Remember, you must never be discovered by the Canglan Dragon Clan, otherwise..."

The sound stopped abruptly there.

There was no further sound.

Lu Fan touched his burning neck and exhaled a breath of stale air.

Fuck you!

Isn't this woman a total swindler?!

Lu Fan squatted on the ground, clutching his head and frantically rubbing his scalp.

Suddenly, a chilling thought popped into my head.

Even the Sakura people can extract and use the Leviathan toxin in his body.

How could a dragon like her not be able to handle it?

There is only one explanation.

She deliberately left the poison!

If I hadn't kept this deadly time bomb, I probably would have already sailed away and would never have gone to explore the Dragon Tomb Ruins for her.

In other words, he had fallen into a trap from the moment he set foot on Xihuan Mountain!

Lu Fan slammed his fist into a muddy puddle next to him and shouted angrily.

"Damn it! We were actually used as pawns by this mother dragon!"

In a fit of anger, Zhang Xiaomin's voice came from afar.

"Lu Fan! Are you alright?!"

She and Wang Ying rushed over.

Du Wei and the others followed behind.

Everyone was unconsciously touching the blue scales on their necks, their eyes filled with fear.

"I'm fine!"

Lu Fan quickly concealed the gloom in his eyes and issued orders in a rapid-fire manner: "Du Wei, Uncle Zhang, you two tell all the refugees to hide back in their brick houses and lock the doors and windows tightly! Xiao Min, Wang Ying, you two take some men and move the wounded and dead inside. Once you're done, assemble here, quick!"

Without saying a word, the group turned around and ran off to carry out the orders.

No sooner had they left than Ning Chuan and Ning Ning, the brother and sister, came over.

Ning Chuan, tossing his soaking red hair, scratched his neck in frustration: "Brother Lu, we can't get out of here now, and I have a tattoo on my neck that I can't get rid of! Do you have any ideas?"

"I don't know..." Lu Fan shook his head, looking at him, "But all I know is that if I want to survive, I have to go to the ancient ruins of Xihuan Mountain!"

Upon hearing the words "ancient ruins," Ning Ning frowned.

She turned to Ning Chuan: "Brother, do you still remember what our teacher said before he died?"

Ning Chuan paused, his expression turning serious.

"I remember! The teacher said he participated in a top-secret exploration project in Xihuan Mountain before the apocalypse!"

He said that beneath this mountain lies an unspeakable taboo!

"I'm afraid... the reason the teacher went insane and committed suicide is inextricably linked to this place!"

At this point, all three fell silent.

Suddenly, Ning Ning abandoned her usual carefree attitude and looked at Lu Fan with unusual seriousness. "If you're going to the underworld, please take us with you. We must find out the truth behind our teacher's death!"

Lu Fan readily agreed.

We were just worried about not having enough combat power!

If we're going to the inner island ruins, having the two S-class ships, Dayu and the Yu, join us would greatly increase our chances of success.

If we can win over the Lei family as well, things will be even more stable.

Just as Lu Fan was figuring out how to enter the Dragon Tomb ruins...

boom!

Heavy footsteps echoed from inside the high walls and gates of Dongdao Island.

More than twenty people dressed in black stepped through the puddles and walked in in a line.

They looked very similar to the men in black sent by the Wang family before.

The only difference is.

These people did not cover their faces; instead, they revealed the deep blue scales on their skin and a pair of blue dragon eyes with vertical pupils.

Lu Fan squinted his right eye, and a pale blue stream of data swept across his retina.

[Half-Dragon | Danger Level 9 | Weakness: None]

Lu Fan's heart skipped a beat.

Danger level 9 is equivalent to reaching the ceiling of S-class mutants.

The most outrageous thing is that there are currently no weaknesses!?

These broken glasses can't even spot the weaknesses of these monsters?

The leading half-dragon carried a bloodstained tactical knife, his voice steady but his speech abrupt.

"All humans, heed my command! Get out of the house!"

"The Azure Dragon King... is about to be resurrected. The chosen ones, come with us... to the inner island."

A group of refugees who had peeked out from the brick house were so frightened that they quickly shrank back inside.

Even a fool knows that being chosen to go to the inner island at this time means either being a sacrifice or being used as food.

The air was deathly still.

No one dared to step forward.

Lu Fan looked at the group of half-dragons and his mind started working.

Inner island?

Wouldn't this allow us to go in openly and legitimately?

As for escaping, we'll talk about that when we get there!

Without hesitation, Lu Fan raised his hand and strode out of the crowd: "Me! Me! Choose me!"

The surrounding refugees stared at Lu Fan as if he were a madman.

Brother!

That's not going in to enjoy a life of luxury! That's going in to die!

The leading half-dragon's vertical pupils darted around, staring at Lu Fan for two seconds before nodding woodenly: "You, join the ranks."

Ning Chuan and Ning Ning exchanged a glance, gritted their teeth, and followed suit, raising their hands and stepping forward.

Seeing this, Zhang Xiaomin and Wang Ying gritted their teeth and followed closely behind.

The half-dragon kept tapping his finger in the crowd.

Until they had picked out more than twenty unlucky ones.

The leader of the half-dragons swept his gaze across the crowd, his finger passing over several burly men and pointing directly at Shen Qingyue, who was hiding at the base of the wall.

"The last one. You, take him with you!"

Shen Qingyue was smearing mud on her face when she heard this and completely broke down.

Her knees buckled and she collapsed onto the muddy ground, sobbing uncontrollably, tears and snot streaming down her face. "Brothers! Please don't choose me! I haven't showered in days, my body is all sore! And I'm so skinny, all my flesh is tough and I can't chew it! Please choose someone else, please!"

The two half-dragons ignored her cries, strode forward, grabbed her arms on either side, and dragged her into the line.

……

Ten minutes later.

The group was escorted to the inner island.

The once magnificent trade fair venue is now a scene of utter devastation.

The red carpet was soaked with mud and blood.

Hundreds of people were squatting in the open space, their faces filled with despair.

Lu Fan glanced around in the crowd and saw Lei Hu, Song Han, and the Qin family members. Almost all the remaining core members of the three major families were here.

The heavy sound of leather shoes came from the steps.

Steward Wang walked out with his broad back straight.

The makeup on his face had long since worn off, revealing more dark blue scales on his skin.

At this moment, he was looking down at everyone with his blue dragon eyes.

"Wang Taijian! You shameless old eunuch!"

Unable to bear the oppressive atmosphere, one of the Qin family's high-ranking members suddenly stood up, pointed at Steward Wang, and cursed, "Your Wang family has betrayed humanity, becoming lackeys of this monster! You'll all suffer—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Steward Wang suddenly disappeared on the steps.

puff.

A thick arm covered in blue scales pierced straight through the chest of the Qin family executive.

Manager Wang stood in front of the man and suddenly clenched his fist.

A still-beating heart was crushed to pieces inside the chest cavity.

He pulled his arm out and kicked the corpse into the crowd of Qin family members, the bits of flesh splattering all over Qin Feng and Chu Xin's faces.

The entire room fell silent.

Even many A-level mutants buried their heads between their knees, not daring to make a sound.

Steward Wang tore off a piece of cloth and slowly wiped the bloodstains from his hands.

"You're saying my Wang family betrayed us? Have you forgotten about your Qin family's collusion with the Japanese devils?"

He threw off the dirty cloth, and a hint of icy coldness shone in his dragon eyes!

"But it's alright! The great Azure Dragon King needs the purest flesh and blood to complete his resurrection. Everyone here today..."

He grinned, revealing two rows of serrated, sharp teeth.

"They'll all be skinned alive, their tendons pulled out, drained of their last drop of blood!!!"