Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

Yuan Zhinv also heard the noise. The ground was shaking slightly, and the noisy sound became clearer and clearer. It seemed that many people were approaching at a high speed...

Long asked her, "Are they here to kill me? But I have listened to my sister and hid myself."

But others will not give up on killing you just because you hide. Does that mean an alien who hides is no longer an alien?

In the first simulation, someone announced the way to enter the Nibelung, and hundreds of hybrids poured in. They were all here to slay the dragon. Yuan Zhinv knew this would happen, but she didn't know how to explain it to the child.

The cell phone made a crisp sound. The signal in this subway was very poor. It might take a long time for a message to be sent out. Similarly, it was also difficult to receive messages.

But at this moment, Yuan Zhinu received a message on her mobile phone.

Yuan Zhinv opened the email and saw that the sender was Norton. The message was very simple, with only a few words:

——When the time is ripe, wait for the opportunity to act.

These eight simple words represent that Norton is nearby. No, not only Norton, but Odin is also here in the simulator.

Everything that should and shouldn’t have come has come.

……

Lu Mingfei looked at the people rushing past him one after another, leaning against the wall, at a loss as to what to do.

Pairs of golden eyes proved the bloodline of these people. There were men and women, young and old, most of them had European faces, and some even wore ridiculous tourist clothes as if they were on a tour group.

These people didn't even look at the shivering Lu Mingfei, and rushed towards the damp and dark tunnel one after another, and then disappeared into the darkness one after another, like warriors charging into battle.

"Be careful not to fall when running so fast..." Lu Mingfei murmured.

"How pitiful! They don't even know they are about to die." Someone sighed softly beside Lu Mingfei.

Lu Mingfei was so frightened that his heart almost stopped beating. He turned around and saw that it was the little devil who claimed that he could handle everything, Lu Mingze.

The little devil appeared today in a neat black suit, a white shirt and a black tie, his hair was oiled and combed neatly, in his arms was a bouquet of pure white roses, and his expression was solemn.

"Are you getting married today? Are you of legal age for marriage?" Lu Mingfei looked him up and down.

"White roses are for funerals." Lu Mingze raised his head and smiled: "Brother, you should know that a man should always have a pure black suit in his wardrobe. There are two occasions where you will definitely use it, weddings and funerals."

"Whose funeral?" Lu Mingfei felt a little chilled.

"Don't worry, it's not yours, but it's everyone else's."

Lu Mingze's voice was like singing: "Those children who loved to sing are buried in the soil under the flowers. Next spring, the new flowers will bloom with their smiling faces."

"What kind of poem is that?"

“Funeral song.” Lu Mingze said softly, “Brother, they are about to die.”

"They? You mean everyone?" Lu Mingfei's eyes widened: "Fuck, my senior sister is in there too! Will my senior sister die too?"

"Haven't you figured it out yet? It was your senior sister who brought you to this dragon's nest. You're still worried about her at this time. Brother, you're like someone who's been sold and is still counting money for others."

Lu Mingze tilted his head slightly, still smiling, but there was no smile in his eyes, mysterious and deep, like a black hole: "And of course she will die. I hate people who plot against us the most."

“Can you please stop looking like you’re standing up for me?” Lu Mingfei glared, “I followed my senior sister here voluntarily! What does this have to do with you? Stop interfering!”

"Okay, okay, whatever you want." Lu Mingze said indifferently, "If you want to save her, you can. We can just exchange her."

“Why should I believe you?” Lu Mingfei stiffened his neck and said in a rough voice: “Senior sister is so powerful, she will be fine!”

He pushed the boy away and stumbled into the deep tunnel: "Get out of here! I want to go find my senior sister!"

The boy did not catch up, and Lu Mingfei heard the devil’s laughter behind him. It was an extremely mocking laugh, as if it was laughing at his naivety, at his... overestimation of one’s own abilities.

Chapter 220 The World Can’t Hold Us

At a small airport outside Chicago in North America, a Gulfstream business jet was preparing to take off. The thin Henkel curled up in a huge single sofa with a solemn expression.

the phone is ringing.

"There is an obvious earthquake in BJ, it seems that the Dragon King has awakened! The way to enter Nibelungen has been made public and the whole world is in an uproar, and the secret party is arbitrarily mobilizing our people!" The young man's anxious voice came from the phone.

"The Dragon King has awakened?" Han Gao sneered, "It's far more serious than you think. I'm going to fly to China in five minutes. I just hope there's a complete airport for me to land when I arrive."

"So... the secret party called our people?"

"Let them call. You must remember one principle. No matter how big the conflict is between us and the secret party, we can discuss it. But there is no room for compromise between us and the dragon clan. This war will not stop until they or we are all dead."

"The dragons that we have buried for thousands of years are finally going to launch a full-scale counterattack, right? We can no longer stay out of it."

"This will be a life-and-death battle for all hybrids."

……

Almost at the same time, in a building in Berlin, designers had been arguing for several hours around a display stand, and they had a dispute over the appearance design of a concept car.

But this is undoubtedly the most anticipated model of the year. Everyone who can participate in this project feels extremely proud, and helping the launch of this concept car will be a glorious moment in their working career.

One of the young draftsmen received the notice and took less than a minute to write a letter of resignation to his supervisor who was also in the space. Then he turned and left amid everyone's astonished gazes.

*

On a street corner in Rome, a small shop that has been open all year round for ten years and specializes in selling handmade leather goods has abnormally put up a "Closed" sign.

Old customers who had passed by wanting to pick up a piece of leather goods talked to each other in confusion, worrying whether something had happened to the owner. This speculation was confirmed by an artist who was singing and playing guitar next door. He said that the owner did come in the morning and planned to open the store as normal, but after suddenly receiving a phone call, he stopped what he was doing and put up a "Closed" sign.

The look on his face when he left was very different from usual. He looked a bit like a soldier returning from the battlefield. Even though the artists had known him for four or five years, they did not dare to approach him and talk to him.

*

Even in the depths of the Sahara Desert, the director of a desert research station walked out of the station alone after seeing a pager message.

He did not explain this unruly behavior, and rode a sand motorcycle alone into the long sandstorm. No one dared to stop him or follow him, because it was the active season of rattlesnakes, and being alone outside was like giving oneself to rattlesnakes as prey.

*

The hybrids have demonstrated great efficiency in Chinese institutions.

In the pouring rain, dark shadows came from all directions one after another. They quickly blocked the dilapidated subway entrance and escorted one armed person after another in.

Tang Sen stood guarding the subway entrance in the pouring rain. He was still wearing a tourist suit with ink splashes on it that read "He who has not been to the Great Wall is not a true man." Thinking back on the lazy days in BJ these days, he smiled silently.

He didn't know what happened in the subway, but the family's death order had been sent to everyone in the form of text messages. The entrance to Nibelung must be guarded, and except for the gatekeepers, every half-blood must enter.

Don't fall down, don't retreat, if you fall down you will definitely be dead.

Everyone knows that this is a real war, a war to the death.

"It's really spectacular." Jiude Mai exclaimed softly.

On the surveillance footage with obvious noise, people came in one after another. They had solemn expressions and held various weapons in their hands. Their pairs of golden eyes looked like faint fireflies in the darkness. Because there were too many of them, the whole space was finally dotted with stars.

"Are all the three thousand hybrids coming?" The potato chip girl was a little uneasy: "Will this be too much noise?"

"Not three thousand, but almost there." Jiude Mai said, "And there are far more than that. All the hybrids from all over the world are on their way here."

"How many people will come? Tens of thousands?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's much more than that, because this is a war. It's a war where you either live or die."

As Jude Mai said this, she took off the earphones in her ears and handed the earphones and walkie-talkie to Potato Chip Girl.

The potato chip girl took it and looked at her blankly: "What's wrong?"

"My boss gave me the latest order a minute ago. I will be entering Nibelungen with Sanwu Girl."

"To slay a dragon?"

"No, that's Lu Mingfei's business. What Sanwu and I have to do is to find an opportunity to kill the lunatic who is most likely to cause trouble."

Mai Jude held a black hairband in her mouth and gathered her long hair behind her head with both hands. Her hands were really skillful, and in a moment her charming long hair was tied up high.

She bent down and took out a long box from under the table. When she opened the box, she saw a heavy sniper rifle with a ferocious iron light.

This is an AS50 heavy sniper rifle equipped by the US Navy SEALs. It has a range of more than two kilometers and the five bullets in the magazine can all be fired in less than two seconds, forming a deadly barrage that the target will have no way to dodge.

This is a truly deadly weapon. It is equipped with a bullet with five red crystal warheads. This bullet made of the Philosopher's Stone can even seriously injure a humanoid dragon king.

After assembling the sniper rifle and putting it on her back, Jiude Mai stood up and smiled at Potato Chip Girl: "If Sanwu and I can't come back, remember to burn paper for us."

Potato Chips looked at her, his eyes slowly turned red, but he couldn't utter a word.

……

Genjitsu stood beside the giant dragon, looking at the tunnel entrance at the end of her sight.

The noisy sound was getting closer and closer, as if thousands of troops were coming.

The huge dragon was a little restless, but his hind half was connected to the rock and he could not move. He could only flap his huge black wings in vain.

When Yuan Zhinu was considering whether she should hide from the limelight for a while, the black dragon suddenly pushed her back with its huge head, and pushed her behind him, together with his pile of broken treasures, covering her with its huge wings.

"Wait until I drive them away, then tell me about the outside world." Long said in a low voice.

Yuan Zhinv was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was protecting her, just like a young child protecting his favorite toy.

In the eyes of this big guy, a tiny human like her is probably as fragile as his TV and needs to be well protected.

When Yuan Zhinv raised her head, she saw the dragon's protruding spine. This was indeed a good position for a sneak attack. Even if she couldn't deliver a fatal blow, she could definitely catch the dragon by surprise.

But looking at this big guy who was tense all over but still did not forget to protect her, and seeing him reveal his back with full trust, she finally let out a sigh and just reached out to touch the huge scales.

The dragon moved violently, its wings stirring up a huge gale. He let out a roaring sound, and at the same time, countless noisy voices were heard. Countless people rushed out and rushed towards the behemoth without hesitation.

In just a moment, various machine gun sounds rang out, and the dim environment was drowned by bright flames.

However, at this moment, Yuan Zhinv felt someone's gaze falling on her. She raised her head as if she sensed something, and saw a man in a white robe on a high rock wall.

Their eyes met in the air, and the man looked at her calmly, surveying the battlefield from above, like a god high above looking down on the world.

Yuan Zhinu took a deep breath and quietly retreated from the dragon. Soon, she came to the man's side.

Although he didn't turn around, he seemed to have eyes on his back and spoke the moment Genjima approached.

"Why not do it?" Norton's voice was flat and emotionless, as if he was simply stating the facts: "This is a good opportunity."

Genjitsu did not answer his question, but stood beside him and looked down with him.

Countless hybrids rushed out from the track, one after another. They fought hard below. The shouts, the collision of weapons and the screams of the injured merged into a surging wave of sound.

The human figure seems so small compared with the huge body of the dragon. The dragon's body is as majestic as a mountain, and its gray-black scales are like indestructible armor. Bullets cannot pierce the scales, and other cold weapons are as ridiculous as pencil sharpeners.

And every time that huge claw swung, it would stir up a bloody storm among the crowd.