Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned, and before he could react, he heard the girl say, "It will take some time to recover. Don't get close to me, or I'll hurt you."

"It's okay." Yuan Zhisheng spoke slowly, his voice firmer than ever before: "I'll be with you."

Yuan Zhinv didn't say anything else. She no longer had the strength to speak. The tidal-like power faded away, and overwhelming fatigue surged into her heart. She just felt very tired and sleepy and wanted to have a good sleep.

Both Yaqi and Judgment are extremely high-risk word spirits. If her bloodline had not reached the level of the second generation, she would not be able to use them at the same time. And even if she had reached the second generation, after suddenly retracting her strength, she still felt a sense of powerlessness due to overdraft.

However, this feeling is only temporary and will recover after a short time, just like a long-distance runner will feel exhausted after exerting great effort to complete the entire race.

The huge bone wings slowly folded together until they finally turned into bone spurs and shrank completely and disappeared on the girl's fair back. The rugged and uneven face gradually recovered, revealing soft cheeks and delicate and beautiful facial features.

The blade claws turned back into slender human palms, hanging limply at the sides of the body. The last things to disappear were the pale scales, which drew back into the skin like the tide, leaving no trace, as if they had never existed.

The hideous monster turned back into the delicate and beautiful girl, with her brows lowered, looking even a little innocent and pure.

The hard scales had torn the black tight combat suit into pieces. Now that the scales were gathered together, the clothes were barely covering the girl's body. Yuan Zhisheng took off his windbreaker and wrapped the girl tightly, leaving no skin exposed.

"It's okay." He stroked the girl's back gently, as if comforting his sister who had woken up in the middle of the night from a nightmare: "It's okay."

Only then did Caesar dare to approach. He looked at the boy and girl hugging each other tightly, sizing up their extremely similar faces, and raised his brows.

"Are you brother and sister?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned, then he remembered that there was a guy next to him who witnessed the whole process. He couldn't help but hesitate for a moment, not knowing how to deal with it.

He sneaked into China secretly, and his whereabouts needed to be kept secret. The appearance of Yuan Zhinv as a dragon was even more taboo and must not be known by anyone, otherwise it would bring endless trouble.

But this guy not only saw him, but also saw the whole process of Yuan Zhinu transforming into a dragon and slaying the dragon. This is undoubtedly a tricky trouble.

Should we just kill him? Only the dead can keep secrets, but this guy seems to be an innocent guy. Wouldn't it be cruel to kill him directly?

Yuan Zhisheng was in a dilemma. Before he could figure out what was going on, the girl in his arms moved. He quickly lowered his head and saw that Yuan Zhisheng had opened her eyes again.

After recovering from the feeling of weakness caused by exhaustion, Yuan Zhinv recovered quickly. As her bloodline became higher and higher, her recovery ability became stronger and stronger.

When she killed the black dragon guarding the gate before, she didn't want to use Yaqi. One reason was that she could crush it without using Yaqi, and another reason was because Yaqi was a word spirit that improved bloodline.

In the past, when her bloodline was only at the royal level, Yaki could make part of her body become a dragon and reach the level of a second-generation species. Now that she is already a second-generation species, using Yaki again, she can even directly touch the power of the first-generation species.

That was undoubtedly an extremely powerful force, but her entire body being transformed into a dragon was too conspicuous and would easily make her a target of public criticism. She did not want to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.

And now, that devilish side was exposed. Yuan Zhinv was seriously thinking about the possibility of silencing her. She broke free from Yuan Zhisheng's arms and picked up her long knife in the blood and flesh on the ground.

Seeing the girl holding the knife, Caesar had a bad feeling in his heart. Almost subconsciously, he blurted out: "I didn't see anything."

Yuan Zhinv glanced at him sideways. Although she didn't say anything, the threat in her eyes was obvious.

Caesar scratched his head, as if he didn't see the terrifying look, and picked up the Dick Tudo by himself: "Hey, why am I here?"

"I was not affected by Long Wen. Should I return to the research ship first?"

As he spoke, he walked straight out, but when he was about to leave, he suddenly turned back and looked at Yuan Zhinv.

"Girls always have their own little secrets, and gentlemen will never explore them, but girls..."

Having said this, Caesar paused, with a helpless expression on his face: "Can you not be so violent? I still want you to join my White Silk Girl Dance Troupe. I can hardly look at the beautiful girls when you act like this..."

Yuan Zhinv raised her eyelids and raised the long knife in her hand threateningly. Seeing this, Caesar immediately turned around and left. His tall figure disappeared in the passage in an instant.

Yuan Zhinv snorted coldly and put the knife back into the sheath.

Yuan Zhisheng was still a little hesitant: "Can this person be trusted?"

Yuan Zhinv said casually: "I don't know, but it doesn't matter. Anyway, the principal has seen my dragon-like appearance, and he still accepted me anyway."

"Before all the dragon kings are killed, no matter what happens, Ange should be able to find a way to deal with it for me."

As she spoke, she picked up the brass can beside her and handed it directly to Yuan Zhisheng: "This is Constantine's cocoon. I told you to seal it with liquid nitrogen to prevent him from coming into contact with any humans or hybrids."

Yuan Zhisheng took the brass can and nodded solemnly: "Understood, I will take him back to Japan immediately. Dad should have sent someone to pick him up."

"Well, remember not to let him come into contact with Old Tang to prevent any accidents. I'll take you away."

Having said that, Yuan Zhinv looked at the snake-faced man statue not far away. She walked over and directly started the self-destruction program.

As the boy and girl left, the huge bronze ancient city made a shrill and terrifying sound, as if the entire ancient city had come alive. As countless gears turned, the black dragon lying on the ground, twisted into a strange shape, slowly opened its eyes.

Its body was covered with holes, and there was hardly a single intact scale left, but its golden eyes were blazing.

Just like dinosaurs, dragons had too huge bodies to have only one brain and one nerve center to control subtle movements, so they hid another brain and dense ganglia in their spine.

This undoubtedly saved its life. The giant dragon crawled in Samson's body, which had turned into countless pieces of meat, and roared and hissed, as if mourning its dead companion. Its giant tail slapped the collapsing ground frantically, and flames of anger ignited in its bright golden eyes.

……

Caesar saw the lifeboat floating in the water and got in without hesitation, while pulling the alarm. The survey ship quickly received the signal, and then a huge pulling force came. Caesar could only see the river water rapidly receding in front of him.

He was pulled back to the surface of the water, and countless crew members rushed out, with such excitement in their eyes, and Selma almost cried for joy.

After being cut off from contact for such a long time, Norma calculated that the probability of survival was almost 0. They were about to despair, but Caesar actually came back alive!

"We all thought you were killed!" Selma said excitedly: "Where's Liuli? Is she okay?"

The gray-haired old man came out and looked at the disheveled Caesar. Angers sighed and said, "It looks very dangerous. So Caesar, where are your team members?"

Caesar straightened the mess on his body and said slowly: "There was a small accident. I was afraid that I would drag her down, so I left first."

"She should be back soon."

Ange's expression became serious: "What accident?"

"We encountered a dragon." Caesar said the most explosive words in the most calm voice: "It should be a pure-blooded dragon."

Looking at everyone's changing expressions, Caesar simply recounted what happened underwater, ignoring the appearance of Samson and the mysterious man and only mentioning the dragon guarding the gate.

According to his description, they were targeted by the dragon as soon as they entered the ancient bronze city, and then a battle broke out. It was a difficult struggle, and finally a stalemate. He was defeated and left first, and Fengjian Liuli covered their retreat.

The more Ange listened, the more complicated his expression became. Finally, he frowned and asked, "Are you saying that you and Fengjian Liuli fought against a pure-blooded dragon with knives?"

Caesar nodded: "Yes."

"Kazama Ruri still has the upper hand?"

Caesar nodded again: "Yes."

This time, before Ange could say anything, Selma exclaimed, "How is this possible? The sonar scan clearly didn't find any living creatures. How could there be living pure-blooded dragons in the ancient city?"

"Moreover, if such a terrifying existence really existed, how could you two, without any firearms and relying only on two swords, possibly fight against it? And even have the upper hand?"

Caesar raised his eyebrows: "You don't believe it? Well, then I swear in the name of Gattuso that the facts are as I said."

"Although Liuli is a very fragile girl, we will not back down in the face of the dragon clan."

Selma still felt it was outrageous. She was about to continue questioning, but Caesar's ears moved, and he and Ange suddenly said at the same time: "Don't talk."

Everyone was stunned. Before they could react to what was happening, they saw two people turning around at the same time and saw a huge black shadow emerging from beneath the river in the distance.

The wounded black dragon slowly raised its head in the water, and its huge golden eyes like lanterns stared coldly at the research ship.

At that moment, everyone felt a chill emanating from the bottom of their hearts, and their hair stood on end. It felt like being stared at by a poisonous snake.

But this is something far more deadly than a poisonous snake. It is huge and dangerous. If you are targeted by it, you may die.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely depressing, fear spread among the crowd, no one spoke, and everyone looked straight at the terrifying huge figure.

However, at this moment, Caesar spoke with relief.

"Yes, that's it. It's the one we encountered underwater just now. See the wounds on its body? They were all caused by Liuli and I."

Caesar's tone was full of pride. Although the main output was from Ruri Kazama, he also chopped the dragon once when he first encountered it, leaving a little white mark. How could this not be considered a contribution?

The flamboyant nobleman looked at Selma and raised his eyebrows: "Do you believe it now?"

Selma: “…”

Is it a question of belief or not? Can you please understand the key point?

Chapter 103: Dragon Slaying or Something, Let's Sprinkle Water

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and raindrops as big as beans fell all over the place. The originally calm and gentle river gradually revealed its ferocious side, and the roaring waves hit the survey ship again and again.

In the violent storm, a huge dark shadow floated beneath the river. It was so huge and so flexible, like a sharp water line, coming straight towards them.

There was no need for any command at all. The two anchor chains were cut at the same time, and the modified huge engine started quickly without any preheating. The speed at that moment made the people on the deck grab each other and roll down together.

At the moment of falling, Selma saw the appearance of the giant dragon clearly. It was covered with wounds, and its huge golden eyes were filled with undisguised anger and hostility.

"Is it here to seek revenge on us?" Selma broke out in a cold sweat: "It's here, but where's Fengjian Liuli?!"

According to Caesar's description, they encountered this giant dragon underwater and a fierce battle broke out between the two sides. He was exhausted and had to retreat first, while Kazama Ruri stayed behind to cover their retreat.

But now the dragon had come to the surface of the water, but the beautiful girl was nowhere to be seen.

Caesar could not answer this question, and this eloquent speaker was choked.

He couldn't say that the girl probably left with her brother and didn't know what happened, otherwise the dragon would definitely not be able to escape. Why do you ask me? Of course it's because in front of the girl, the dragon is just an appetizer!

As for why this appetizer was not eaten, of course it was because I forgot about it after eating the main meal...

But in front of that girl, it was just a small appetizer, but now appearing here, it seemed a little fatal to them.

"Turn on the sonar!" Angers, the only one who did not fall, strode into the cabin. His face was stern, and his cloudy eyes were as cold as an iceberg. "Let me see the true face of this thing."

"It's going too fast, so we can't get an accurate image. It's about fifteen meters long and looks like a fish!" said the third mate.

"Fish? What kind of fish can swim at a speed of fifty knots?" Selma, who followed in, said loudly, "I'm sure it's a pure-blooded dragon!"

"Could it be the Dragon King?" the second mate asked, "The Dragon King who woke up early?"

No one can answer this question. When facing real pure-blooded dragons, the hybrids are as fragile as paper dolls and dare not even face their majesty.

The calmest person in the room was probably Caesar. The blond-haired, blue-eyed boy shrugged his shoulders and said, "How could he be the Dragon King? He's just a janitor."

"How do you know?" Selma asked subconsciously: "Did you see the real Dragon King? What happened underwater?"

This series of questions left Caesar speechless. Before he could think of an explanation, Ange finally spoke again.

"No matter what that thing is, since it dares to show up, just kill it."

The gray-haired old man stood straight at this moment, and the black suit made him look solemn and dignified. He pulled open the weapon cabinet on the bulkhead, and an L115A3 sniper rifle was placed upright in the center.

This British-made long-range sniper rifle can be called the king of sniper rifles, but the executive department was still not satisfied with its performance and optimized the ammunition.

Ange loaded bullets with a cold blue glow and ancient patterns carved on their heads into the magazine one by one. The primer of each bullet was painted red, which is a unique symbol of high-risk weapons.