He is currently in the Dragon Clan and has married Erii.

On the battlefield.

Dark red blood gradually flowed out from Chu Zihang's wound, and the blood droplets fell to the ground, making a sound like acid corrosion.

Judging from the blood alone, Chu Zihang's blood is not much different from the highly poisonous dragon's blood.

As his blood gradually drained away, Chu Zihang's mind began to become increasingly muddled. Suppressing his last shred of clarity, Chu Zihang asked the question he most wanted to know.

"Are you... Xia Mi or Hela now?"

Xia Mi remained silent for a moment, then revealed a somewhat terrifying smile, but the sadness in her eyes could not be concealed.

"Just think of me as Hela! Xia Mi is dead... As one of the few lights in my long and dark life, I will always remember you... my love, Chu Zihang."

When she spoke the last few words, Xia Mi's voice was very soft, so soft that perhaps only she herself could hear her own words.

Chu Zihang, who was being held in Xia Mi's arms, obviously did not hear the last sentence.

Chu Zihang gently closed his eyes, and his breath gradually weakened. When Xia Mi pulled the weapon away from Chu Zihang, the silent Chu Zihang suddenly burst into action.

A folding knife gleaming with a sharp, cold light slid out from Chu Zihang's sleeve. His broken heart continued to pump scalding dragon blood. With his last bit of strength surging from his body, Chu Zihang plunged the folding knife into Xia Mi's heart.

At this moment, Xia Mi is not in dragon form, so her heart remains her fatal weakness.

The folding knife in Chu Zihang's hand belonged to Angers. Its previous owner was the legendary dragon slayer Meneke Cassel, who used his own broken blade to forge this folding knife for Angers.

The folding knife is made of meteorite iron from outer space. In alchemy, this is an extremely powerful alchemical material, and it has unparalleled lethality against dragons.

Even though Xia Mi was the Dragon King, he could not escape death when he was hit in a vital spot by the broken knife.

The moment the folding knife pierced her body, Xia Mi's expression suddenly turned helpless. The meteorite iron material on the folding knife had suppressed the boiling dragon blood in her body. "Dragon Transformation" was forcibly applied, and she once again turned back into that little girl with a slightly chubby face.

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109 The title was eaten by Xia Mi

"Thank goodness I made it in time! You expressionless president, do you know that if you had been any faster, you would have lost your wife!"

In the darkness, Tang Yu breathed a sigh of relief. He raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and the dragon scales on his face gleamed with a cold, eerie light.

He is currently in a state of berserk blood, having activated his third berserk blood event, and unlocked the Word of Power "Azure Storm" given to him by Iska.

Tang Yu just used this Word of Power, which he wasn't very familiar with, to do something.

It might be a bit complicated to explain, but to put it simply, Tang Yu just gave Xia Mi a life-saving buff.

Although she was inevitably seriously injured, Xia Mi's life was saved.

Of course, only Tang Yu knew about this. The two people, who were already at their limit, didn't even sense that Tang Yu had released his Word of Power.

Thus, the annual melodrama continued to unfold on the field.

The moment the folding knife pierced Xia Mi's heart, Chu Zihang's heart felt as if it had been pierced as well. Every heartbeat was filled with intense pain, as if... something of utmost importance was about to leave him.

In his severely injured state, Chu Zihang's bloodlust effect gradually subsided, and his "dragon transformation" ended. He reverted to being the cold-faced, somewhat shy young man who was reserved around girls.

Chu Zihang stared at Xia Mi lying in his arms, his face somewhat gloomy.

"Don't stare at me like that! I'm about to die, are you happy now?!"

Xia Milian's personality has also changed after she has returned to her chubby baby form; her silly, naive yet adorable personality has resurfaced.

Xia Mi's little face was puffed up with anger. She stared at Chu Zihang with her beautiful big eyes, but there was not much murderous intent in them. Instead, they contained tenderness and a sense of relief.

"Don't be too sad, this is a war between races, there's nothing any of us can do about it!"

Xia Mi touched Chu Zihang's face, then gently spat out a bronze key from her mouth.

"I've hidden everything about Xia Mi here. Go and take a look."

"I will..." Chu Zihang placed the key in his palm and gripped it tightly with all his might. The metal key pierced his skin, and drops of blood fell to the ground.

Xia Mi lay in Chu Zihang's arms and gently closed her eyes.

"Sadness" and "confusion" are the only things Chu Zihang can feel at this moment.

Even though Chu Zihang is a blockhead when it comes to relationships, he now knows that the girl in his arms is his first love... and also the last person she will ever love in this life.

A deep sense of sorrow permeated the air. Chu Zihang quietly held Xia Mi and knelt on the ground.

……

"Holy crap! How come I'm still alive?!"

After a long while, Xia Mi, who was lying in Chu Zihang's arms, twitched her face. She opened her eyes slightly and saw Chu Zihang with his eyes closed and his face full of sadness.

Xia Mi could sense that although her body was still very weak due to excessive blood loss, she felt that her life was not in danger.

"This isn't right! That old Angers guy's knife is still stuck here! Could this be fake?" Xia Mi struggled to raise her arm and touched the hilt of the knife in her chest, refusing to believe it.

The next second, a sharp pain shot straight to her brain, almost making Xia Mi faint.

Just as Xia Mi was fiddling with the folding knife on her chest, Chu Zihang sensed the movement and slowly opened his eyes.

The man and woman looked at each other, but the atmosphere wasn't awkward; instead, there was a palpable sense of embarrassment.

"Uh...should I pretend to be dead now?" Xia Mi asked cutely, sticking out her tongue.

Chu Zihang: "..."

Just as Chu Zihang was about to say something, a pale blue ball of light suddenly shot out from the depths of darkness and landed precisely on Chu Zihang's face.

After nearly an hour of intense fighting with Xia Mi, Chu Zihang was already at his limit.

That ball of light became the last straw that broke the camel's back, and so, the facial paralysis senior brother gloriously fainted.

However, before he fainted, the expressionless man still very gentlemanly pulled Xia Mi into his arms...

"Who goes there!"

Xia Mi let out a sharp shout, her eyes fixed on the direction from which the ball of light had been shot, a faint golden light flickering in her pupils. Although Xia Mi was already severely injured, the imposing aura emanating from her, like a tigress descending from the mountain, remained undiminished.

"Miss Xia Mi, relax, I mean no harm!" Tang Yu emerged from the darkness with his hands raised. He glanced at Chu Zihang, who was pinned down by Xia Mi, and said softly, "There are some things that are not suitable for the stoic president to know, so I resorted to this tactic. Let's just talk about it between the two of us."

"You are... Tang Yu?"

"It's me." Tang Yu squatted down and first used his water-based spell to heal the expressionless face and Xia Mi. Then he placed the contract produced by Iska in front of Xia Mi.

"Let's sign a contract, Miss Xia Mi! After the contract is completed, you and your senior brother can enjoy some time alone together."

Xia Mi stared at the contract for a long time, then said in a strange tone, "Are you trying to make me give up my mission to revive the dragon race?"

“That’s right, exactly.” Tang Yu shrugged. “I believe you should know that humans today are not the same as they used to be! Putting aside the power of hybrids, even the most ordinary mortal can now use technology to kill gods. With your small frame, how many nuclear bombs could you possibly take down?”

"My dream, which I've held onto for thousands of years, is being negated by just one sentence from you. That's a bit inappropriate, isn't it?" Xia Mi continued to stare at Tang Yu, her tone uncompromising.

"Alright then." Tang Yu smiled slightly and made a move to put away the contract.

It wasn't that Tang Yu didn't want to help the couple, but he was very clear that he couldn't use conventional methods to deal with Xiaolongnu.

In the original novel, Xiaolongnu is a mischievous and arrogant girl. If you try to reason with her gently, it will probably take a long time because of her stubborn and arrogant nature.

As expected, Xia Mi, who had just been so resolute, immediately softened when she saw that Tang Yu wanted to take back the contract.

"Fine, fine! I'll sign, okay?" Xia Mi pouted, dissatisfied.

Before her duel with Chu Zihang, Xia Mi had already decided that if her plan succeeded, she would continue on her path and fulfill her mission of reviving the dragon race. But if she failed, she would peacefully live in this world as a human with her brother.

"Human progress is too fast, to an unbelievable degree... Dragons, let us be buried by the dust of history." Xia Mi sighed, then slowly branded her mark on the contract.

The next second, the contract shone brightly.

Two beams of light shot out from the contract. One merged into Xia Mi's body, while the other went to Fenrir, who was lying dead behind her.

Watching the other streak of light disappear into the distance, Xia Mi's expression turned somber.

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110 Xingtian Armor - Finger

That was her brother, the closest person to her in the world. But just half an hour earlier, she had killed her last remaining relative with her own hands.

"Don't be sad, your brother is fine!" Tang Yu noticed Xia Mi's low spirits and walked over to Fenrir as he spoke.

"Hey, wake up! Get up and watch TV!" Tang Yu reached out and patted Fenrir's huge head twice.

Perhaps disturbed from his sweet dream, Fenrir turned over uneasily, letting out a low growl.

The fiery tornado that Xia Mi and Chu Zihang launched together did not kill Fenrir. When they first entered, Tang Yu pasted a golden page between Fenrir's scales.

This page, like the contract, was also produced by Isca, but its effects are different.

That page can grant the user a temporary, one-time ability: Word of Power - Bronze Throne. This is an extremely powerful defensive Word of Power, incredibly tough!

For hybrids, this page has an incredibly powerful effect; who wouldn't love something that can save their life?

After learning about the effects of the book pages, Tang Yu wanted to ask Iska for two more, but that stingy girl just turned her head away haughtily, leaving him only with a dragon's backside...

……

"Now that everything here is settled, I'll head out first! You two can chat here and nurture your relationship. Remember to invite me to your wedding banquet!" Tang Yu winked at Xia Mi, making her blush slightly.

"It's still nothing! Wasn't this guy beating me up just now? I'm really angry right now, and the wedding... well, it'll have to wait until I calm down!" Xia Mi secretly reached out and grabbed Chu Zihang's soft waist, then spun him around 720 degrees.

Xia Mi's angelic smile, coupled with her devilish hand gestures, sent a chill down Tang Yu's spine.

He glanced at his expressionless senior brother, a hint of sympathy flashing in his eyes.

It seems... Chu Zihang's married life is definitely going to be a dark one! Being henpecked is just the bare minimum; if he upsets Xia Mi, he might even be subjected to domestic violence...

"Oh, right, Xia Mi, can I ask you for a favor?" Tang Yu suddenly remembered something and said softly.

"What's wrong?" Xia Mi held Chu Zihang's hand, her eyes filled with deep affection.

"Please don't tell anyone about my trip to Nibelungen, not even my senior brother."

"That's all you ask for?" Xia Mi stared at Tang Yu suspiciously. "In TV dramas, it seems like only the mastermind behind the scenes would act so furtively like you... Speaking of which, you're not some kind of behind-the-scenes boss, are you? Your abilities are ridiculously strong!"

"I'd love to be a big shot too, but unfortunately, I'm not a handsome one." Tang Yu narcissistically ran a hand through his hair. "I am who I am, a firework of a different color!"

“Ugh…” Xia Mi made a vomiting motion.

"Alright, I'm not talking to you anymore! Miss Xia Mi, you should think about how to get along with the expressionless senior brother later! Bye-bye, I'm leaving first." Tang Yu waved his hand, leaving Xia Mi and Chu Zihang some private space.

When they came in, it was Isca who helped them; now that they're leaving, of course Isca has to step in himself again.