I, disguised as a white dragon, was supported by the state.

This is a nuclear-powered aircraft carrier of the United States, codenamed "Bald Eagle".

The entire formation contains five to six thousand soldiers, carrying enough firepower to destroy a small country.

now.

On the aircraft carrier deck.

Captain Charles and Commander Neil were chatting.

Charles was a thin white man with blue eyes and a hooked nose, and his smile always seemed somewhat fake.

He didn't really think much of Commander Neil, thinking that the guy was as reckless, ignorant, arrogant, and conceited as an animal.

Just like now, as the supreme commander of the carrier group, the other party should have been in the command room of another cruiser, but instead came here.

Of course, he also understood why the other party had come.

Given the strength of the United States, no one dares to attack their carrier group.

That officer from the Great Xia was truly amazing.

His body was blown into three pieces, his right arm and both legs were severed, and his abdomen was pierced by shrapnel, yet he was still alive!

No one can help but be curious about such tenacious vitality and the superhuman physique displayed during battle.

When the instructors who had been sent to support the small warlords in Myanmar brought back the news, the higher-ups did not hesitate to send an aircraft carrier to pick them up.

Now that the ship's medics have stabilized his condition, they have decided to return to port ahead of schedule and transport this "medical miracle" back home.

"His heart was almost exposed, yet he was still alive!" Charles exclaimed.

"Do you think if we transplanted that kind of heart into our bodies, we would become as powerful as him?" Neil asked.

I think your skin color and appearance are more suitable for a chimpanzee's heart!

Charles thought to himself, but smiled on the surface: "The general can give it a try."

“I’d like to try, but I don’t know if doctors have that ability…” Neil said. “Did these Great Xia people use witchcraft?”

As he spoke, Charles suddenly noticed a shadow gradually enveloping his superior.

He looked up and saw a dark cloud that had appeared in the sky at some point.

Just as he was wondering what was going on, he suddenly noticed a glimmer of light flashing out from the dark clouds.

A blinding flash of light followed, then a deafening roar.

Charles fell to the ground with a thud.

When he came to his senses, he saw General Neil being struck by lightning.

His already charred body emitted a burnt, pungent smell of cooked meat.

Charles looked somewhat bewildered.

How could his boss have been struck by lightning out of nowhere?

"Sir...sir..." a soldier stammered, pointing ahead.

Charles turned his head and saw a giant wave over a hundred meters high appear in front of him.

Giant waves blotted out the sky and surged in with terrifying pressure.

Charles nearly fell to the ground again.

The USS Bald Eagle is said to be able to withstand Category 12 typhoons and carry out Category 9 waves, but such waves...

Is the end of the world coming?

Do not!

He suddenly noticed the dark cloud in the dome and could vaguely see something shimmering within it.

"Attack the airspace with full force, and connect with other ships..." he roared.

Before the waves had even subsided, the aircraft carrier began to rock violently.

The commanders reacted even faster, using various electronic instruments to analyze the situation and lock onto the enemy in the air.

One after another, shells, trailing flames, flew into the sky like a rain of fire.

Bai Lin is pushing the waves with all his might, trying to capsize the aircraft carrier in one fell swoop.

He felt all the missiles heading straight for him, but there was no time to dodge them.

Rather than eliminating enemies one by one in a more reliable way, he wanted to bring a shock to the world through simpler and more brutal means.

He was multitasking; with a single exhale, a cloud of water vapor dispersed, forming a water sphere that enveloped him.

Missiles rained down, exploding as they landed on the water balloons, making the sky appear as if it were on fire.

The intense heat caused the surrounding water vapor to evaporate, and most of the dark clouds he had condensed dispersed, vaguely revealing the spherical protective shield.

Charles looked up and caught a glimpse of the fleeting white figure.

“A dragon, an Eastern dragon?” he said incredulously.

As his voice faded, a hundred-meter-high wave crashed down.

The USS Bald Eagle, touted as an unsinkable mobile fortress, suddenly spun around in the water like a sunfish.

Alarms, cries for help, wails...

As more and more seawater poured into Charles's mouth and nose, everything finally fell silent.

He was immersed in the seawater, his eyes wide open.

Reflected in his pupils, a white dragon gracefully glided through the water and entered the aircraft carrier's cabin.

Chapter 67 must have been done by Bai Long!

Inside the medical room of the aircraft carrier.

Dr. Sith was pounding on the glass of the door with his hand.

Because of the sudden sinking of the aircraft carrier, the emergency system was activated, and the doors closed automatically.

However, due to the power outage caused by water, the switch on the hatch malfunctioned and could not be opened.

Seawater was slowly seeping in through the cracks, and his feet were soaking in the water.

At this point, he no longer cared about the perfect test subject on the experimental table; all he wanted was to escape as quickly as possible.

The seawater gradually rose past his ankles, then to his knees...

"Damn it, help!" Dr. Sith yelled.

However, through the hatch, the outside had long been submerged by seawater.

Suddenly, he saw a figure drifting towards him, and he shouted at the person.

The man quickly turned around, revealing a pair of unseeing eyes.

Dr. Sith screamed in fright.

With a loud crash, the glass door was suddenly smashed open by a tremendous force.

Dr. Sith, however, was filled with fear.

He could see what was in his field of vision clearly.

dragon!

It's a dragon from Eastern legends!

He tried to say something, but suddenly felt his body sink, followed by salty seawater filling his mouth and nose.

Bai Lin glanced back at the figure that was gradually ceasing its struggle before turning his gaze back to the person in front of him.

The face was still intact, and you could make out Lei Yao's features, but the missing limbs made him look quite pathetic.

His body was covered in tubes, and you could see stitches around his heart.

The lights on the medical equipment beside him had all been turned off, and he could feel the other person's heartbeat growing weaker and weaker.

Perhaps in just a few minutes, by the time he gets here, it will be too late to save him.

Bai Lin looked at Lei Yao quietly.

With injuries of this severity, using the ambergris pearl could at most keep him alive.

"Although that kid refused, we have to keep the Dragon Tail Guard for him," Bai Lin thought to himself.

Dragon Claw Guards or Dragon Armor Guards?

There are only four Dragon Claw Guards, and the spots are very precious.

In comparison, the number of Dragon Armor Guards was much greater, but of course, they were also much weaker.

Thinking of Su Nan's expression when she mentioned that matter, Bai Lin's eyes gradually softened.

He had no intention of developing power on Earth, and there was almost no difference between the Dragon Claw Guards and the Dragon Armor Guards.

Moreover, he can withdraw the power of the Dragon Guard at any time.

Moreover, if it weren't for Lei Yao's appearance, his regrets would have been even greater.

He raised a paw and placed it above Lei Yao's head.

A crystal-clear, jade-like scale gradually detached from his claws and disappeared into the space between his eyebrows.

Lei Yao's body underwent a visible change in an instant.

His wounds were wriggling and healing rapidly, and his severed arms and legs were growing back at lightning speed.

Within minutes, his body had fully recovered.

The new skin is just exceptionally delicate.

Lei Yao opened his eyes.

He paused for a moment when he saw the white dragon in his field of vision.

“Mr. Bai?” he called out uncertainly.

He felt like he was dreaming.

Wasn't I killed in the explosion?

Bai Lin looked into his eyes.

In an instant, all sorts of information rushed into Lei Yao's brain like a tidal wave.

The general's actions, his situation, the aircraft carrier overturned by the giant waves... and information from the Dragon Guard.

“Mr. Bai!” Lei Yao jumped up, his expression complex, mostly awkward and ashamed.

He recalled how, back in Duck Head Mountain, he naively thought that if Bai Lin harmed humans, he would fight back with all his might. Little did he know that Bai Lin's first murder was for his own sake.

Bai Lin did not respond to him, but instead looked at the azure sea behind her.

“Swim back,” he said.

Lei Yao was bewildered.

Swim back?

Before he could react, the white dragon flicked its tail, and a tremendous force propelled him through the ship's cabin like a torpedo.

When he stopped, he found himself in the sea some distance away.

Surprisingly, he felt no discomfort while in the seawater; in fact, he felt quite comfortable.

He reached out and pinched a sea fish that was passing by.

Dragon Guard?

Could this be the Dragon Guard?

Just as Lei Yao was feeling excited, he suddenly heard a loud bang, which sent him flying hundreds of meters.

……

minutes ago.

Inside a nuclear submarine.