Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

"Levartin has never reached his strongest state, but your bloodline should be barely qualified now. You can try to use all your strength to activate it."

"I hope your compensation is sincere. I'll wait for you in Japan if you can come back alive."

The man's back disappeared completely, and at the same time, the sound of horse hooves became clearer and clearer.

The source girl inserted Levatin into the ground with one hand, stood in the only passage, and calmly stared at the darkness in front of her. The wind blew, and her white hair fluttered in the wind, and her black windbreaker fluttered like a battle flag.

She was so thin, but standing there she was like a natural barrier.

If gods come, kill gods; if Buddhas stand in the way, kill Buddhas.

This is a monthly ticket extra update. Don't wait for the update at midnight tonight. The update on the 1st will be a little later, probably around 11 o'clock tomorrow night. Just like last month, I will update it later on the 1st, and then post it together with the update at midnight the day after tomorrow. If you read it together, the plot will be more coherent. Pen refills

Chapter 227 Crime and Punishment

The faint sunlight shines on the stone pavement of Liulichang Street. A human-powered tricycle is running briskly. On both sides are retro blue brick buildings with ancient signs with black background and gold letters hanging on them.

"During the Qing Dynasty, this was where candidates who were preparing for the imperial examinations lived, and the most common shops were paper and ink shops."

The soliciting guy followed the customer and spitted excitedly: "This street is full of treasures, and I have the most treasures! Are you really not going to take a look? If you buy more, I'll give you 20% off!"

"I'm sorry." The customer smiled and said, "But I'm not here to buy anything."

The guest was obviously a foreigner. He had a gentlemanly smile on his old face, was wearing a black suit, and had his grey hair combed neatly. The most flashy thing was that he had a bright red rose bud on his chest, making him look like an elegant old aristocratic gentleman.

The moment he arrived at Liulichang, he immediately attracted countless people's attention. He looked like an old artist who was not short of money but loved collecting. So several shops on the roadside began to solicit customers, hoping to pull this fat sheep back to their shops.

But the customer smiled and declined them. Someone asked in confusion, "If you are not here to buy something, then what are you doing here?" The customer scratched his head and said that he was looking for someone. He had an old friend who used to live here.

So the hospitable people asked who this man was. The guest said a name, and then everyone suddenly realized who he was. They said that you are late, the store is closed, and no one knows where the boss has gone.

There was no lack of envy in their tone. They guessed that the boss might have earned enough money to live on for the rest of his life, so he closed the shop and ran away so cleanly. The customer smiled when he heard this and said that it might be because his identity was exposed and he was afraid that his enemies would come to visit.

No one took the old European man's words seriously. Instead, they thought he was humorous. The old man didn't care and strolled into the dark alley where the sunlight couldn't enter.

There has been no news about Genjitsu since yesterday. Based on the Nibelungen incident that has caused a lot of controversy on the Internet, Angers guessed that the girl must have entered Nibelungen. The signal must not be very good where the Dragon King lives, so the contact was cut off.

Angé went to the location that Yuan Zhinv had last sent him, but there was no one there. He couldn't contact the snake's owner, so naturally he didn't know the snake's latest movements. But Angé was not in a hurry. It had been so many years, and he believed that they would meet again eventually.

But has this old friend been living here for so many years?

Looking at the shabby signboard, he casually smashed the locked door and lifted the cotton curtain. The copper bell on the door rang, but no one came to greet him. The room was empty.

The shop still had old paper-covered windows, the sunlight coming in was dim, and countless dust particles were floating in the air. At first glance, it looked like an old house sealed in dust, and no one had stepped into it for a long time.

It was obvious that the owner left in a hurry and didn't have time to take anything with him. All kinds of antiques that looked very valuable were still placed on the cabinet, as if they had been forgotten by the world.

Angé looked around the place. It was hard to imagine that someone had lived in such a place for so many years. No wonder he couldn't find him.

But now that he had surfaced, there was no way he could lose him.

However, just as Ange was about to turn around and leave, there seemed to be a faint movement coming from the inner room. The old man paused, and a bright golden light suddenly ignited in his old eyes.

He lowered his head and smiled softly: "Old friend, is that you?"

The voice was deep and emotional, as if meeting an old friend again.

……

The crisp sound of horse hooves echoed in the darkness. The sound had a regular rhythm, as if several horses were approaching calmly.

As the footsteps approached, so did the blinding light, the most brilliant life, as if tons of lava were burning, and the light flowed along the tunnel like steam.

The dark figure stood quietly in the light. He wore a silver mask and heavy dark gold armor. He rode an eight-legged horse with a mask on its face. After each thunderous neigh, electric fragments would spew out of the metal nostrils on the mask.

He held a curved spear in his hand. The arc on the spear looked like the trajectory of a meteor across the sky. It was the legendary holy spear "Gungnir".

The sound of horse hooves stopped, and the eight-legged horse Sleipnir roared, with its four front hooves raised in the air, but it could not move forward because there was a person standing in front of it.

The girl stood quietly in the narrow tunnel, her long silver hair draped over her body, as if glowing with fireflies.

The blood-red long knife was inserted into the ground with one hand. Hearing the noise, the girl slowly raised her head, revealing a delicate but pale face. Her pair of scarlet golden eyes were burning brightly, bloody and cruel, like the eyes of a devil, without any human emotions, only coldness and murderousness.

Compared with the man and horse that were as tall as a mountain, the girl was so small that she seemed to be broken at the slightest touch. However, she just stood there quietly, but her aura was no less than that of the main god of the Asgard in Norse mythology.

This was the first time that Genji faced Odin head-on, instead of just seeing a blurry figure through the rain and fog on the Nibelung viaduct.

If the previous speculation is correct, whether it is Herzog, Bondarev, or even Lin Fenglong, there is the shadow of this main god behind them.

He has woven a huge net that covers everyone. He probably started planning it a long time ago. The tip of the iceberg that has been exposed so far is enough to show how huge and detailed the whole plan is. It can be said that he has planned everything out.

No, there was still a contingency plan, and Minamoto no Chitose was the only surprise in his plan.

Perhaps even God would be surprised how a chess piece, who had lived under dense control and surveillance since birth, could overturn the game.

Not only that, she not only killed Herzog and turned the entire Japan upside down and completely recovered it, but now she has come here again and even swallowed Fenrir's blood to directly advance to the first generation. There is no other word to describe it except miracle.

And now she stood here. She was an inconspicuous chess piece many years ago, but now she stood before God, challenging God's power.

Perhaps her existence itself is the biggest paradox in the world.

"Human! Come to see me!" Odin's deep voice came from the tunnel: "The gods will forgive your rudeness!"

Yuan Zhinv tilted her head and laughed, as if she had heard the funniest words in the world: "What kind of god are you? Are you worthy?"

"You've been playing tricks for too long, do you really think you're just a toy?"

After she finished speaking, she drew out her long sword with her backhand. The moment she grasped the hilt, Levatin began to burn violently. The blood-red light was so bright that it was no less brilliant than Odin's.

Just as the girl swung her sword fiercely at the man on the horse, Odin drew out Gungnir, struck out, lightning flowed, and stabbed countless times in an instant.

This spear in mythology always hits its target. Every thrust of it is accompanied by a faint glow of dark gold. Arc-shaped light surrounds the Source Girl and attacks her different vital points like a dense meteor shower.

But he couldn't attack the girl. The girl's movements were obviously not fast, but all the meteor showers were swallowed up by the blood-red light the moment they approached her. It turned out that it was not just light, it was also a blood-red, absolutely dangerous area.

The moment she stood up and leaped, the girl's body expanded and deformed rapidly, making a sound like an iceberg cracking. Sharp bone spurs protruded from the surface of her skin, and her pale scales clasped together loudly. When her huge wings spread out, the whole world was shaking!

The eight-legged horse Sleipnis raised its four limbs high and stomped towards the source girl with crackling lightning, but suddenly, it could no longer move forward even an inch, because the source girl's hand was pressed on its chest. The next moment, she exerted force suddenly and knocked the monster-like horse over!

Sleipnis rolled and screamed, but the girl just looked at the dying Pegasus coldly, with no mercy in her eyes.

Horse blood was flowing in her clawed hands. When she pushed Sleipnis, she grabbed the Pegasus' heart... A huge purple-blue, scaly heart was still beating in her hands!

The girl did not stop at all, she pounced on Odin again, and this time, he could no longer sit high above on the horse, as if the god was dragged off the throne!

Spears and swords tore through the air, flames were burning everywhere, the golden and fiery red flames devoured each other with violent crackling sounds!

As soon as the blood splashed out, it was turned into blood-red steam by the high temperature. The shock wave came and went in the long tunnel. There was no intact wall anymore. Even the Iron Dome Tunnel that had been reinforced again and again was crumbling.

Both sides were repeatedly injured, all of which were fatal to the internal organs and bones, but their powerful regenerative ability was always at work, repairing the broken tendons, bones and internal organs, forcing them to reassemble so that they could once again engage in brutal battles.

The sharp claws cut the wall, along with the steel bars inside the wall. The flaming long sword chopped down, but Odin successfully dodged it. Odin seized the brief opportunity to attack, and raised his spear with a whistling sound, and large pieces of blood splashed onto the ceiling.

But the pale claws also took the opportunity to grab his ribs, pierced through the shroud, penetrated the muscles, and pierced the sword holder's liver or kidney.

The huge and dull drumbeats echoed in the tunnel, becoming more and more frequent and louder and louder, until the entire tunnel vibrated with the drumbeats.

That was the heartbeat of the monsters! The monsters' golden eyes were blazing, and they let out deafening roars. This was a war between kings, and only true death could end it!

The two sides suddenly separated and stumbled backwards until their backs hit the wall, leaving large stains of blood on the wall as if wiped by a rag. However, they still stared at each other, their blazing golden eyes like torches that would never go out.

The once beautiful and delicate girl has now turned into a monster wrapped in an exoskeleton. She has wings on her back, exuding a beauty between an angel and a devil. The color of her golden eyes is like fiery red lava, but without a trace of warmth.

"Is this all you can do?" Yuan Zhinv wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. Her expression was blurred by the pale scales, but the mockery in her eyes was so clear.

She suddenly took a deep breath, as if she wanted to inhale all the air in the world into her lungs. She loosened her hand, but the long sword did not fall, but floated in front of her.

Yuan Zhinv used her sharp claws to cut the artery in her wrist, and scarlet blood gushed out, all spilling into Levatin. The already dazzling Levatin suddenly burst into an even more dazzling light, as if pouring a large bucket of gasoline into a burning fire.

The long sword suddenly came alive, as if there was a heartbeat inside the sword, not just one, but seven. Seven different heartbeats mixed together, some like loud bells, some like rapid drums. This was a brutal band, only suitable for dubbing death and killing.

Ever since the sword merged with the seven deadly sins to become Levatin, Genji had never seen it in its strongest state, because her bloodline was not enough. Her bloodline at that time was not enough to open Levatin's strongest realm.

But for now, enough is enough.

The surface of the blood-red sword revealed dark red vine-like patterns, just like its blood, and the beating heart was sending the manic blood throughout its body.

The light that burned to its extreme brightness formed seven huge dragon shadows behind Yuan Zhinv. The huge and terrifying dragon roared towards the sky, its golden eyes were full of scarlet, and seven swords could be vaguely seen floating in the dragon shadows.

Under the giant dragon was the calmly standing Source Girl. Behind her was a steaming red mist filled with ghosts screaming and wailing as they tried to break free. However, they were bound tightly and could only twist and suffer.

Those were lives killed by the demon sword, even though they were dead their souls were imprisoned, and they spent every moment in agony. Hatred, malice, fear and all other negative emotions became nutrients for the sword, the torture was endless, and the power was also endless.

Yuan Zhinv waved her hands fiercely and roared hoarsely: "Rage!"

Almost before she finished her words, the most violent dragon above her head roared, and with a faint flash of a knife, it rushed towards the man in front of it.

The man wielded Kungunir to block, and the mythical spear bent slightly, as if it was enduring some terrible force.

"Greed!" The Source Girl roared again, and along with her voice, a completely silent dragon shadow rushed towards Odin, and the straight-blade broadsword could be vaguely seen in the dragon shadow!

Compared to its violent rage, Greed was almost silent, but the moment it came into contact with the man, it fiercely bit the man's shoulder, greedily sucking the black blood from his body, and its dragon head spurted blood!

Odin held the gun in one hand and grabbed the blood-sucking dragon on his shoulder with the other hand and tore it off fiercely. But before he could fight back, the girl's voice rang out again.

"arrogant!"

"jealous!"

"Lazy!"

"Taotie!"

"Lust!"

Her voice was as majestic as a bell, and every time her voice sounded, a huge dragon would pounce towards Odin, and seven swords of different shapes could be vaguely seen under the dragon's shadow!

A total of seven times, the man was nailed to the wall, like a criminal being judged, resisting and struggling in vain.

God finally fell from the lofty clouds, and the one who was about to judge him was the chess piece that was once completely under his control.

She overturned the chessboard again and again, and finally took the chessboard and smashed it directly on the head of the chess player.

From the very beginning, she was uncontrollable. No matter whether it was God or anything else, no one could control her. If there really was such a thing as destiny in the world, she would rush forward without hesitation and tear it to pieces!

Looking at the struggling man in front of her, Yuan Zhinu spoke word by word: "Any king's blood must end with a sword!"

Before he finished speaking, seven giant dragons roared at the same time, and the last alchemical matrix of the seven deadly sins was activated. No one had ever seen the seven deadly sins in this form, and even for the dragon clan, it was too bloody and too hideous.

In the endless blood, the man was imprisoned in the field. Yuan Zhinu reached out and grabbed the long sword floating in front of her. She jumped high and slashed fiercely at this arrogant god!

The man's pupils suddenly shrank, and he waved Kungunir again to try to resist, but the mythical spear broke under the fiery red blade light!

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