Dragon Clan: My Dad is Ange

"Amir! Remember what I taught you!" the old man suddenly shouted, his eyes bloodshot. "Run higher! The higher the better!"

The boy was stunned for a moment, then he understood what his grandfather meant.

He clutched the satellite phone tightly and rushed to the altar in the center of the tribe like a nimble goat. That was the highest point built by Ye Fan, more than five meters high.

"Stop those monsters!"

Qasim roared, the HK416 spewed out flames, and the 5.56mm bullets made the several Deadpools chasing Amir stagger back.

But more monsters rushed from the side, and the old man had to turn the gun around.

The women did not dare to shoot. Their marksmanship could only target the group of monsters outside, but they could not achieve accurate aiming.

The only one who can aim accurately here is the old man.

Only this old man can protect his own grandson!

A bony claw grabbed Amir's ankle and he fell to the ground, but the boy didn't let go, holding the satellite phone to his chest.

He kicked Deadpool in the face with his other foot and used the reaction force to continue crawling forward.

"Run! Don't look back!"

Qasim's voice was hoarse, and the rifle in his hand suddenly made a blank "click" sound - it was out of bullets.

The old man drew his Bowie knife without hesitation and rushed forward.

The sharp blade cut across Deadpool's wrist, and black blood splattered on the sand, making a "sizzling" corrosion sound.

"grandfather!"

Amir finally climbed up to the altar. Standing at the highest point, he raised the satellite phone with trembling hands. In the moonlight, the boy's figure looked so small.

Cassim was surrounded by three Deadpools.

He could no longer lift his left arm, so he could only use his right hand to hold the hunting knife to fend off the attack. Blood flowed from his forehead, blurring his vision.

"Hit! Hit quickly!"

The old man roared at the top of his lungs, and at the same time dodged the fatal claw attack by moving sideways.

Under his feet was Deadpool who was getting closer and closer, and Amir had already stood at the highest point of the entire tribe, but still - there was no signal.

"It has to be higher, it has to be higher!"

Deadpool at his feet swung his sharp claws at him, and the terrifying force could easily destroy the stone platform.

"This will definitely make it higher!"

The boy's eyes were brighter than the flames of war, and there was no hesitation in his dark pupils.

The thin figure jumped down from the platform, and his calves approached Deadpool's claws below with precision.

The sharp claws pierced through the thin calf, but paused briefly because of the bones, and the remaining force pushed the boy higher.

The 12-year-old boy used this force to fly up another two meters, and a broken leg fell from the sky.

Ignoring the excruciating pain in his broken leg, Amir pressed the dial button again. The green signal light finally came on, faint but firm.

"It works! Grandpa! It works!"

the boy shouted ecstatically.

But the next second, a fully dragonized Deadpool pounced from behind, and the sharp bone spurs pierced Amir's chest directly.

"No--!"

Cassim's roar was heartbreaking.

He watched his grandson fall from the altar, but he used his last bit of strength to throw the satellite phone into the air.

The old man burst out with amazing strength, chopped off Deadpool's head with a knife, and rushed towards the direction where the phone fell like crazy.

His knees cracked under the strain, but he still answered the phone at the last moment.

"Mr. Ye...Mr. Ye..." Qasim gasped, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth. "Monsters...lots of monsters...children..."

Ye Fan's voice came from the other end of the phone: "Hold on! I'll be there soon!"

……

The tiny signal that the child fought for with his life that time couldn't even send out a single letter.

But just having it is enough.

The first generation of species was able to sense it, and without any pause, Ye Fan used the Word Spirit Snake.

A small white snake made of electric arcs passes through the phone, building a bridge of communication!

"Ye...Mr. Ye...monsters...lots of monsters...children..."

The old man's voice was transmitted to Ye Fan's ears through the electric snake.

The young man's face sank into shadow, and the king was majestic without being angry.

"I'll be there soon!"

The dragon's heart operated at maximum efficiency, and the dark golden membrane wings broke through the clothes and spread out behind it.

The dark golden king leaped down from the sky, and the sea roared and howled at his arrival.

The dark golden meteor rushed towards the land, leaving huge waves on the sea. But the king's wrath was even greater than the waves!

……

Qasim leaned against the altar, loading his shotgun with one hand. His vision was blurry, but his finger remained firmly on the trigger.

"Come on, you beasts..."

The old man muttered to himself, looking at the surging group of deadpools, "You have already killed one of my children, do you still want to continue?"

"If you want to touch my children, you must step over my dead body first..."

"boom!"

"boom!"

"boom!"

Round after round of 12-gauge buckshot spurted out from the muzzle, smashing the nearest Deadpools to pieces.

But more monsters rushed forward one after another. Cassim ran out of bullets, so he drew his hunting knife and prepared for a final resistance.

Just as the first Deadpool's claws were about to touch the old man's throat, a deafening dragon roar suddenly came from the night sky.

A dark golden figure streaked across the night sky, so fast that it left a trail of afterimages. Ye Fan's dragon wings fully extended, and the king's claws flashed a deadly light in the moonlight.

"Stand back!"

His voice exploded like thunder.

Chapter 148 The Coming of the King, the Dual Kingdom of God!

Qasim finally collapsed to the ground, a relieved smile on his bloodstained face. He clutched the bloodstained satellite phone tightly and muttered:

"Amir...you did it...you saved everyone..."

A dark golden meteor fell in front of the altar, and the shock wave blew away all the Deadpools within a radius of thirty meters.

The moment Ye Fan retracted his dragon wings, time seemed to stand still - Amir was falling from a height of five meters, and his shattered lungs could be seen in the bowl-sized penetrating wound on his chest.

"Good boy."

When Ye Fan caught the boy, his dark golden vertical pupils shrank slightly.

The twelve-year-old body was as light as a dead leaf, and the remaining body temperature was being carried away by the night wind.

He knelt on one knee, and the dragon wings covered the two of them like a barrier. Deadpool's claws outside made a harsh sound as they scraped against the dragon scales.

The boy's dilated pupils suddenly trembled, and his bloodstained little hands grabbed Ye Fan's collar.

This action made Ye Fan realize that there was still an undissipated soul imprisoned in this broken body.

"Mr. Ye..." Amir said with each word, blood foam pouring out of his trachea. "Grandpa...cellar...twenty-three..."

"Shhh."

Ye Fan wiped the blood off the boy's face with his fingertips, his dark golden pupils gleaming with a lava-like luster. "They'll be fine, and you, child, are braver than any warrior."

The palm of his hand holding Amir's neck glowed with a bronze light, which was a sign of the activation of the alchemical matrix.

The group of deadpools suddenly let out a sharp roar.

They smelled a scent that made dragon blood tremble - the realm of the dual alchemy kingdom was unfolding.

There are seven true pinnacles of alchemy in the Alchemy Kingdom, and each one is powerful enough to allow a mortal to ascend to godhood.

Use the fifth element to construct the alchemical realm and exert authority within it, making it a kingdom that serves the Supreme Lord.

Two overlapping bronze compasses emerged from the shadow of Ye Fan's dragon wings, and the sound of precise gears meshing and the chanting of dragon characters like waves rang out simultaneously.

When Elna created the Nihou Dragon Root that contained one-third of the blood of the ancient dragon clan, she used an alchemical kingdom she mastered - life creation.

The creation of life ensures that the bones and blood of the dragon clan will not rot or disappear, and will always maintain the most energetic state.

In the remaining 1800 years, because there was an abundance of the fifth element available in the Nibelungen, she persisted in experimenting and mastered a new alchemical kingdom.

——Recast the spirit.

The spirits of those dead dragons were recast into dragon spirits, quietly serving the next ruler of the Nibelungen.

The two alchemical kingdoms are enough to make a person become a "god" with supreme authority.

"Listen up, little warrior."

Ye Fan's voice suddenly took on a triple reverberation, as if millions of voices were resonating at the end of time and space.

"Your soul shines brighter than the desert stars."

The realm of the First Alchemical Kingdom, Spiritual Recasting, was fully opened, and Amir's fading consciousness was enveloped in a bronze halo.

The sand around the altar was suspended in the air. Ye Fan's chanting became more and more magnificent: "There were prophets who walked on the water, and there were saints who gave sight to the blind—"

He placed his other hand on the boy's chest. "Today I will restore this broken body to something stronger than pure gold!"

The Second Alchemical Kingdom: The lines of life creation spread across the sand.