Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

The simple conversation between the two revealed a shocking amount of information, but unfortunately, no one knows it.

"Look! They're here!"

The man suddenly let out a cold shout.

Through the telescope, a streak of silver light swept down from the mountainside, like a gathering of snowflakes or an avalanche that wiped everything out.

"Varied…"

The two half-breeds from the Beowulf family who were standing in front to investigate were unable to utter a complete sentence, because the wind and snow carried the will of death, and two bloody marks appeared on their faces. The moment the wounds appeared, their life force was extinguished at the same time.

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Words of Power: Judgment!

"Enemy attack!"

The solemn and low warning was actually issued by Beowulf himself. He was the first to react, his whole body covered in scales, his pupils glowing like bronze furnaces, and he wielded a blood-stained greatsword, slashing fiercely.

In contrast to him, Erii, carrying a small red umbrella, strolled leisurely, her red blade flashing freely, causing the young members of the Beowulf family to fall to the ground one after another.

"what."

Her gaze sharpened.

She didn't pay much attention when Beowulf's sword came slashing down; no matter what move he made, she could ignore everything as long as she possessed Judgment.

However, this characteristic failed for the first time when Beowulf was encountered.

"drink!"

If Angers is the absolute king of speed, then Beowulf truly deserves his name as a warrior, his wild fighting style being extremely fierce.

Erii's judgment fell upon him, leaving only a scar, just like Angers had done before, but that scar would never heal.

As the opponent lunged at her, she swung her knife repeatedly, unleashing a barrage of attacks, but aside from inflicting more wounds on him, she did nothing to stop Beowulf's actions.

A true bloody battle.

The pungent smell of blood almost made Erii faint.

"Beowulf, the so-called dragon-slaying family, is actually nothing more than a hybrid that stole the characteristics of dragons."

The man in the shadows observed the battle from afar, expressing considerable disdain for Beowulf.

"They didn't learn the true essence, but only how to devour. By drinking dragon blood, they gained a thin layer of immunity. The more they drank, the more words of power their family could be immune to."

"But trials should not be immune."

"So he's still bleeding. He's betting that he can drink the White King's blood. As long as he can drink a little, the blood will flow out of his body."

"No wonder their family members felt so strange; they're a bunch of disgusting people who're always thinking about drinking the blood of their rivals!"

As they talked, Erii seemed to be at a disadvantage.

It wasn't that she lacked the courage and fighting spirit to die with the enemy; she was simply disgusted by the smell of blood.

Dragons are known for their relentless fighting, and blood was nothing to her, but the thought of walking back covered in blood made her feel uneasy.

What if I get rejected...?

For a moment, she couldn't tell whether this was the way a queen should think.

If Beowulf, fighting tooth and nail, knew that his opponent was still thinking about all this nonsense, I wonder if he would be so angry he'd vomit blood...

"Prepare to set up the bloodline traction."

In the darkness, the man gave instructions in a low voice.

Several dark figures moved behind him, and slowly, a blood-red alchemical array began to take shape.

If Natsuki were here, he would probably recognize it at a glance; it was the formation he had previously constructed with the help of Uesugi Kotsu.

However, the array within it was quite different; it appeared to be a strange, bone-like object.

"Aren't you going to wait until she kills Beowulf?" the man behind the man asked.

The man shook his head and chuckled softly, "Let's keep him here to cause trouble for that Xia Mu, otherwise he definitely won't let it go. He has something that the capital city is wary of. Let Beowulf help us buy some time and cover up the traces."

The person behind him was silent for a moment, then slowly gave him a thumbs up: "Yin, it has to be you..."

"The half-crippled White King, is there a better candidate for 'Satan' than him? If we're talking about cunning, then it has to be the king. If the White King knew all this, he would probably go crazy."

Amidst their furtive whispers, the crimson alchemical array finally took shape…

"Roar—"

Beowulf, covered in blood, lunged forward like a maddened polar bear, his cleaver seemingly intent on cleaving Erii in two.

But Erii paused at that moment.

Her expression suddenly became confused, and she subconsciously looked to the other side: "It's what I'm missing..."

As Beowulf watched his cleaver about to strike Erii's shoulder, a look of wild joy flashed in his eyes.

Just drink a little bit of blood, just a little bit!

"puff!"

His sword missed its mark, and Erii's figure vanished from his sight.

In that instant, Beowulf lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Chieftain!"

The few remaining people helped him up.

He was still bleeding profusely.

Beowulf felt a little dizzy.

"What about her?"

He searched anxiously.

"It seems... to be gone," a member of the tribe said uncertainly.

"N-it's gone?"

Beowulf was initially bewildered, then flew into a rage: "How could he be gone! How could he be gone! Absolutely not! He must have been rescued! Rescued by that Xia Mu!"

This is a huge gamble.

He always knew that his life was coming to an end and that he needed to find stronger dragon blood to evolve in order to survive.

The White King was his only hope.

How could we fail!

Absolutely not!

Chapter 344 Then Die

"This is it!"

The frogmen, like zombies, swarmed all over the mountains, chasing Xia Mu all over the hillside.

If it weren't for the thick fog at night, from a distance it would look like fireworks were going off, with the entire mountain range constantly exploding.

Xia Mu wasn't aimlessly hiding from the immortals' pursuit. Even with his current strength as a super hybrid, he couldn't afford to play with these fearless monsters for long.

Eva had already revealed the Immortals' weaknesses in the intelligence, and he was prepared.

"Come here, all of you!"

For the immortals, Xia Mu's figure is like bait; they will chase him until the bait disappears, or until they themselves disappear.

Xia Mu led the frogmen, who were scattered all over the mountains, into a mountain valley and used the Thousand Chance Umbrella to withstand various attacks from the Word Spirit for a while.

After all nearly a hundred immortals entered a hundred-meter radius around him, he stomped his foot on the ground.

"boom!"

The stress point exploded, and the ground beneath our feet suddenly began to collapse.

All the immortals lost their footing and fell down with the collapsing ground.

Xia Mu briefly floated in the air while holding the Thousand Chance Umbrella in its rotor state.

The mountains seemed to suddenly light up.

The light did not come from the mountain, but from the valley where the immortals had left it.

Many figures in protective suits emerged, each holding a spray gun and spraying cold air onto the immortals.

At the beginning, the immortals were still releasing their incantations, and Xia Mu was still putting out fires everywhere.

But soon the overall temperature dropped, and the valley became like a large ice cellar, with the temperature getting lower and lower.

The immortals' attacks began to weaken, and their movements became slower.

The so-called monsters under the ice are, in essence, the Secret Society itself using low temperatures to control these indiscriminate monsters.

During the shipping process, the goods are always transported at low temperatures.

Low temperatures are their weakness.

"call…"

Xia Mu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the immortals being frozen one by one.

If this thing were used to deal with ordinary hybrids, it would be no different from slaughter.

"Hey, maybe we can extort some money from the Secret Service after the ceasefire."

Xia Mu had no control over their methods, so keeping them was useless, but they were all treasures to the Secret Service.

"Master! Erii-san's coordinates have disappeared!"

At that moment, Princess Kaguya's voice suddenly rang out.

The faint smile that had just appeared on Xia Mu's face froze.

"What did you say?"

"Eri-san has disappeared..."