Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

Unless Fenrir himself wants to die.

This change came too suddenly, and Yuan Zhinu was stunned. She stared blankly at the huge beast being devoured by the knife light, and heard him say in a low voice:

"My sister always refuses to kill me. I know it's because she can't bear to do it." Long said, "I can't bear to do it either, but only by eating me can she be complete."

Everyone says he is stupid, everyone says he is dumb, and he is indeed stupid, indeed dumb, and he cannot understand those twists and turns and those conspiracies.

His body is huge, but his heart is small. His heart can only hold Jörmungandr and his toys.

Did he really not know that he was just food for his sister? How could he not know? But Jörmungandr was reluctant to eat him, and he was reluctant to leave Jörmungandr.

They have been with each other for thousands of years, and they only have each other.

The last words this stupid big guy left in this world were: "My sister has no friends, can you be her friend?"

He did not get an answer, because the knife light had already devoured him, his flesh and blood were silently dissolved, his huge body collapsed, and finally he turned into a bronze skeleton.

"Fenrir..." Jörmungandr stared at it all in a daze. Everyone stared at it all in a daze. But before they could even stay stunned for a few seconds, they were blinded by a flash of blood.

The thin girl stood there alone, blood light emanating from her knife. It was such a dazzling light, a thousand times brighter than before.

In the endless blood light, her black hair curled, turning silver from the roots and then quickly spreading to the ends. In just a blink of an eye, all the black hair turned dazzling white.

Yuan Zhinu slowly raised her head, blood slowly covering her pupils, and a hint of scarlet blood appeared in her blazing golden pupils. She stretched her body in the blood light, like a monarch who was reborn in blood, and her terrifying majesty pressed down on everyone.

And at that moment, the body of a hybrid exploded into a ball of blood mist, followed by a series of sounds. However, in the blink of an eye, except for a few scattered people, everyone turned into blood mist floating in the air.

At that moment, the world seemed like purgatory.

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Chapter 226: One Man Guards the Pass, Ten Thousand Can’t Pass It (Monthly Ticket Plus)

Rome, Pantheon.

The tall dome is shrouded in a solemn atmosphere. Sunlight pours down through the circular opening in the center of the dome, forming a dazzling beam of light, as if it is a sacred gaze cast from heaven, illuminating every corner of the temple.

A huge black coffin was placed in the center, covered with white flowers. The flowers still emitted a faint fragrance in the dim light. Men in black suits bowed their heads solemnly, listening to the pastor reciting the Bible.

This is the funeral of Frost Gattuso, a member of the secret party and acting head of the Gattuso family.

Frost was not very popular in the secret party during his lifetime because he was too concerned about the interests of the Gattuso family and competed with Angers for control of the academy, like a penny-pinching businessman.

But he is undoubtedly a qualified head of the family.

No one expected that he would die so unclearly in the end, and what was even more unacceptable to everyone was that the secret party lost five heavyweights at once.

Kassel College is a dragon-slaying institution founded by the Secret Party. The school board was established by the heads of the most influential families in the Secret Party. There are seven of them in total, but most of them have died now.

Except for Elizabeth Laurent, who happened to escape, and the mysterious school director who did not attend the event, all others were killed. This was a huge loss unprecedented in the history of the secret party, enough to shock everyone.

The gray-haired old man stood in front of the alcove, closed his eyes and listened to the priest's low and sacred chanting with a calm face.

"Elder." The young man walked to the side of the old man, bent over and spoke, his long golden hair hanging down, covering his heterochromatic pupils.

"What's the situation over there with Caesar?" The old man didn't open his eyes, his voice was low and hoarse.

"The way to enter Nibelungen has been announced, but we blocked Caesar's information as planned. He should still be taking care of the injured Chen Motong at this time."

"Where's Pompey? Why didn't he come to his brother's funeral?"

"The head of the Pompeii family should have arrived in Rome last night, but at this time all the mixed-bloods in the world were rushing to China. The head of the Pompeii family sent a message last night saying that he was very worried about Caesar, so he went directly to China."

Hearing this, the old man sneered and opened his eyes, his cloudy eyes filled with dissatisfaction: "When has he ever cared about Caesar? Why is he pretending to be a good father now!"

"Perhaps the master of the family went to see Principal Ange." Percy hesitated for a moment and whispered, "Principal Ange boarded a plane to China yesterday morning."

"Anger hasn't given us an explanation yet." The old man said coldly: "Frost can't die in such an unclear way."

"what do you mean?"

"Let's deal with it after this crisis is over." The old man's cloudy eyes became extremely deep, revealing emotions that others could not understand: "You go to China now and ensure Caesar's safety."

"Anyone can have an accident, but Caesar definitely can't. He is the person our family has been waiting for hundreds of years, and we will never allow him to die young!"

"Yes."

……

In the eternally dark Nibelungen, a faint blood-red mist floated up from nowhere. On the tattered platform, the pale girl slowly raised her head, her long silver hair fluttering in the wind. She opened her eyes, revealing a pair of golden pupils filled with scarlet blood.

The dragon transformation phenomenon has been completely lifted. Although the girl's body is so thin, she exudes a terrifying aura, which is even several times more terrifying than when she is covered in scales and spreads her huge wings.

This change came too suddenly. Everyone was still immersed in the shock of Fenrir's death when they saw such an incredible scene.

The fiery red sword emitted a dazzling light, which became brighter and brighter. A heavy and slow heartbeat came from the sword, getting faster and faster. Finally, the heartbeat became as dense as drumbeats, just like a real dragon was reviving.

The fiery red light illuminated the girl's delicate pale face. Although her appearance had not changed at all, it just felt different.

It was as if at that moment, the evil spirit woke up and replaced the girl's soul, so the body remained the same, but the inside was turned upside down.

No one dared to speak, because everyone was afraid of disturbing the awakened evil ghost. For a moment, the whole world was eerily silent, with only an increasingly thick blood mist in the air.

Looking at those blazing, bright golden eyes that lacked any human emotion, and feeling the incomparable pressure emanating from the girl, Lu Mingfei felt a fear from the bottom of his heart, and he began to tremble.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. Maybe he should have made the deal and things wouldn't have developed to this point. Such a senior sister was too scary. No, was this still his senior sister?

That is clearly something more terrifying than the devil.

Yuan Zhinu exhaled slowly. She felt the blood boiling in her body and felt an incomparable power filling her limbs and bones. It seemed that as long as she wanted, everything in front of her could be destroyed. No living creature could stop her. She could do anything she wanted.

The whole world became clear. She could even see the trajectory of the blood mist floating in the air and hear the sound of the wind coming from far away. It was a power far beyond that of the next generation...

This is the power of the first generation.

At the beginning, Yuan Zhinu's goal was to kill Fenrir and take the opportunity to break through. Now she has really done this thing that should have been impossible, and she has really broken through the realm that has troubled her for a long time, but she is not happy at all.

Looking at the huge bronze skeleton in front of her, Yuan Zhinu felt very empty in her heart. It was a very strange feeling, not sad, but just empty, an indescribable emptiness.

My heart is empty. I am too lazy to think about anything, and I don’t want to think about anything.

Yuan Zhinu felt that she should be a little angry, because for a moment, she really wanted that stupid child to live.

Why couldn't he live? Why did he have to be killed? Why... did he have to go against her?

How dare you, ants, offend the might of God?

Unspeakable rage was ignited, and Genjitsu slowly raised her head, looking with red eyes at Jiude Mai and the Sanwu girl who had luckily escaped the disaster. With just one glance, the order of death was given.

So, the moment she looked over, the girls' skin suddenly turned purple and red. It was the blood vessels that were bursting, first the capillaries, then the arteries and veins, and finally the heart.

Blood was gushing out of the body like a prisoner eager to escape from a cage, and along with the blood went the living life.

Their bloodline is much higher than those hybrids that exploded into blood mist, but so what?

In front of God, all living beings are ants.

"Tsk, that's really boring."

The devil's dissatisfied voice was heard in the air, and then the blood-colored mist gathered suddenly. When it dispersed again, Jiude Mai and the Sanwu girl had disappeared.

In the dispersed mist, a boy was vaguely seen making a face at Yuan Zhinv, but it was fleeting and finally disappeared without a trace as the mist dissipated.

The devil seemed to have left. He always looked confident and sure of victory. This was probably the first time he was defeated. Lu Mingfei, who was hiding behind the rock, breathed a sigh of relief. But just when he wanted to rush out and hug these monsters, he suddenly heard the crisp sound of horse hooves.

In the empty space, the sound of horse hooves came from far away and gradually approached. Every movement was clear and loud. It was hard to imagine what a tall and majestic horse it was.

Everyone heard the voice, but Yuan Zhinv seemed not to hear it. She suddenly turned her head and looked at the girl who was stroking the dragon's facial bone, and asked softly, "How long will it take you to devour the fused dragon bone?"

Xia Mi didn't look back, and said softly: "They won't give me a chance to merge. Although there is a blood pact between the Dragon Kings, it is not too much to use all means at this time."

"I say, how long will it take you?" Yuan Zhinv just repeated as if she didn't hear Xia Mi's words.

Xia Mi realized something, and she turned around in astonishment: "What do you want to do?"

Yuan Zhinv just turned around with the knife in her hand and walked towards the dark tunnel. Only the girl's faint voice without any emotion remained in the air.

"No one will bother you until you become Hela."

Everyone stared blankly at her back, so thin yet so defiant.

In the dark tunnel, the man in a white robe stood quietly, looking at the slowly approaching Yuan Zhinv, and the man's voice sounded calmly: "Are you going to break the contract?"

"Yes." Yuan Zhinv answered calmly.

"Why?" The man seemed puzzled, with a hint of doubt in his bright golden eyes: "I don't think you have any reason to do this."

reason?

There is no reason, and no reason is needed.

Although her alliance with Norton was not unbreakable, it was indeed mutually beneficial. If it weren't for the Levatin refined by Norton and the alchemical array that helped improve her bloodline, she would not be able to kill Fenrir, even if Fenrir sought death himself.

Norton fulfilled his promise, and now it is the turn of the Source Girl to fulfill her promise. No matter Odin or Jörmungandr, they are no threat in front of them. They want to take the bones, who can stop them?

So now as long as she gives Fenrir's bones to Norton, everyone will be happy, and they can even go back to Japan immediately to hold a celebration party.

But Yuan Zhinv just didn't want to do that. That stupid dragon would probably be very sad if he knew that he died without helping his sister.

She couldn't bear to see children sad.

The girl's expressionless face was covered by her long silver hair. She spoke softly, "Because I promised that boy that I would take him to watch anime."

“But I broke my promise.”

"So you're going to break your promise to me?"

"I'm sorry, but I'll make it up to you."

"What if I don't accept it?"

Yuan Zhinv didn't say anything. She slowly drew out her sword. The blood-red sword emitted a bright light in the darkness, illuminating the two equally expressionless faces.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn and no one spoke. They stared at each other for a long time, both with bright golden eyes and expressionless faces, as if they had made up their minds and neither was willing to compromise.

However, just like a stone thrown into an icy lake, ripples suddenly spread out, the ice melted, and the water rippled. Norton withdrew his gaze, suddenly turned around and left, leaving only the man's faint voice in the cold and silent tunnel.