Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

The dragon's deformed head looked like an unrecognizable beast in mythology. It opened its ferocious bloody mouth and an unparalleled roar burst out from it.

The girl in front of her now had a hideous appearance, completely losing her previous pure and innocent look. The firelight illuminated Yuan Zhinu's pale, scaly face, making her look like an evil ghost grinding its teeth and sucking blood.

At this moment, she could probably no longer be called a human being. Her tall and thin body was rapidly transforming into a dragon. Her slender hands turned into sharp dragon claws. The protruding bone spurs on her back scratched her diving combat suit and slowly expanded in the air, as if she was breathing.

Her movements were so fast that they were impossible for the human eye to catch. No one could lock their eyes on her.

While moving at high speed, Yuan Zhinu's entire body turned into a shadow, but every blade light she threw out was like the light of stars and moon, illuminating the surrounding darkness.

Every time the sword hit the scales, sparks would fly like fireworks. If she was not holding the top-level alchemical weapon, she would have collapsed under the stranglehold of this huge force.

But the cherry-red sword became brighter and brighter, and as it was soaked in blood, it was like a blazing flame that was burning brighter and brighter.

The huge black dragon roared continuously, and every time it twisted its body, it would bring about an earth-shaking effect. However, no matter how it moved, it was in vain. It could not touch the ghostly figure at all, and could only watch as the wounds on its body became more and more.

This is a duel between dragons and a fight between monsters. It is full of blood and the distorted pictures are a hell scene that will give ordinary people nightmares for the rest of their lives.

Caesar was stunned. In front of such an ultimate existence, he seemed so small and vulnerable. He had no ability to intervene and could only be the only spectator witnessing this horrific fight.

At this moment, he finally understood his previous stupidity. It turned out that this S-level freshman had never been serious from beginning to end. The little fights between him and Chu Zihang might have been like children playing house in her eyes.

So she never wanted to get involved, thinking it was ridiculous.

It might be true that she thought he was holding her back before, because she was fully capable of handling everything on her own. Even if the Dragon King appeared in front of her at this moment, she would swing her sword without hesitation.

Unfortunately, he understood it too late. Now that he had witnessed the true face of the devil, he didn't know whether he would be silenced after the war.

But he never left, because no matter whether it was the devil or the little dragon, they were all his team members. As the team leader, he would never abandon his team members and leave alone.

However, at this moment, the sickle-weasels he had dispersed suddenly issued a warning. He heard a sound like a tide, as if an extremely huge thing was approaching. It came with great majesty, and all creatures retreated in fear.

The sickle-weasels were no exception. Caesar felt fear in the hearts of those little creatures that were running away. They were afraid of his presence approaching.

Caesar turned around suddenly and saw an extremely huge black figure approaching quickly and silently.

……

A crushing, a complete crushing.

A living dragon is hundreds of times more difficult to deal with than a dead one. Yuan Zhinv could kill the next generation species that was refined into a corpse guardian with one sword, but she had been fighting with this living dragon for so long.

But that was the end of it. The black dragon didn't touch a single hair of hers from beginning to end. Instead, it was chopped to pieces by her. There were hideous wounds all over its body, and there was almost no intact scale to be found.

Blood dyed the knee-deep water red, the dragon's roar became weaker and weaker, and the golden pupils in its eyes dimmed a lot, as if it was exhausted.

In the end, it was no match for this monstrous girl, and all its struggles looked so ridiculous, like a clown.

But just as Yuan Zhinv was about to kill the dying dragon with a single blow, Caesar's thunderous roar suddenly rang out from behind him: "Kazama Ruri! Watch out!"

Yuan Zhinu did not look back. She heard the whistling wind behind her, but she acted as if she didn't hear it. She continued her attack and slashed at the dragon's head without hesitation.

It's not that she didn't know that something was coming from behind her, but she refused to give up the attack.

Because this was truly a great opportunity. The dragon was already struggling to death and had no way to dodge. It was forced into a desperate situation and could only watch in despair as the scarlet weapon fell towards its head.

With just one strike, she could end the dragon's life completely, no matter what the cost.

Evil ghosts are like this. When they are bloodthirsty, they don't care about anything else. The only thing in their eyes is the trophy that is about to be obtained. They can't wait to taste the blood, just like moths flying into the fire. Even if they will die in the next second, they will jump into the fire without hesitation.

The long sword, carrying a blazing flame, fiercely pierced into the dragon's head. The dragon trembled violently, letting out a dying groan, and its huge body twisted into a strange shape.

At the same time, the huge black tail stinger pierced through the chest of Yuan Zhinv fiercely. The pale scales that could even withstand bullets were shattered with ease, blood spurted out violently, and the internal organs were instantly shattered.

But the girl seemed not to feel any pain. She slowly and stubbornly pulled out the long knife that was stuck in the dragon's head, and at the same time crushed everything in the dragon's brain.

The dragon finally fell silent, its huge golden eyes closed, and its body stiffened into a twisted posture.

The scene was so weird. The pale girl stood on the huge dragon head, but her chest was pierced by the huge tail spike. Behind her was another dark and terrifying dragon.

The tail stinger was pulled out fiercely, and the huge monster stretched its body in the air, with its dark scales spread out and its huge wings spread out to cover the sky and the sun, like a totem carved on the rock wall by the ancients.

The monster howled towards the sky, and the horrifying voice was filled with unspoken sadness and anger, as if it was mourning the death of its companions.

Compared to the previous dragon, the new one was obviously larger, stronger and more majestic.

If the previous one was a gatekeeper, then this one is the real housekeeper. Even among the next generation, he is a leading leader. He is the dragon servant of Dragon King Norton, and his name is... Samson.

Samson's huge dragon body stretched out in the air, and he swung his tail fiercely again. The terrifying tail sting went straight towards Yuan Zhinv's head.

The movement was too fast and too sudden, and Yuan Zhinv could only turn her head to avoid the fatal position and subconsciously raised her hand to block with the knife.

But everyone knows that if this hits, even if the person doesn’t die, he will be seriously injured!

Caesar's face turned pale instantly, and he subconsciously wanted to step forward to help. After suffering such a serious injury, the bloody girl's momentum instantly weakened. In front of the roaring dragon, she was as fragile as a paper doll.

But it was too late. He was too weak to do anything and could only watch everything happen.

But at this critical moment! A dark figure jumped down from a height, his windbreaker fluttering like a battle flag in the wind. At the last moment, he grabbed the scales on the long tail, and his arm muscles bulged violently, deflecting the fatal blow.

The tail sting missed, and the man drew his sword with both hands and chopped it hard on the giant monster in front of him. The Spider Cut and Boy Cut made a whistling sound in the air, and the scales made a harsh metal friction sound!

Yuan Zhisheng's face, which always seemed weak, now showed unprecedented determination. He faced the terrifying behemoth without any fear, and his pupils were the color of molten gold.

An unprecedented will rose in his heart, like a torch burning the sky!

His body was so small in front of the giant dragon, but he still stood in front of the injured girl resolutely, unwilling to take a single step back.

He knew that in front of such a terrifying existence, his resistance was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot, and it would be easily destroyed, along with his life.

But so what? It's just death!

There are always things in this world that are more terrifying than death, such as when someone you care about dies while you are alive, or when you do something wrong but it is too late to make up for it and you can only live in guilt for the rest of your life.

Guilt is the most vicious poison in the world. It will make people unable to get rid of it and never have peace for the rest of their lives.

Yuan Zhisheng had experienced that feeling and knew that pain, so he would never be able to forgive himself in his life.

He once thought that his justice was to protect everyone, but now he understands that his justice is just to protect the people he cherishes.

And he was willing to die for his justice, even honored to do so.

The giant dragon roared suddenly and pounced on Yuan Zhisheng with anger at being provoked by an ant. Yuan Zhisheng also jumped up suddenly, and his two swords made sharp sounds of breaking through the air, and as he fell, he smashed hard into the giant dragon's head.

The black dragon twisted its body violently, and its huge tail slammed onto Yuan Zhisheng before his two swords fell. Yuan Zhisheng was thrown away in an instant, and fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

But he seemed not to feel the pain. He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, used the knife to support his body and climbed up again. Even though he could not stand steadily, he still stubbornly stood in front of the girl.

Just like many years ago, when the two of them were still dependent on each other in a small town in the countryside of Japan, Gen Chisei would always stand in front of her and block all malicious eyes for her when those naughty children came to bully the skinny Gen Chisei.

When Genji looked up, she could only see the boy's narrow back. It was her stupid and stubborn brother who was protecting her and had been protecting her for many years.

A faint sigh was heard in the air, sounding like helplessness and compromise.

A clear voice sounded softly, then became clearer and clearer, and finally echoed throughout the space. It was a girl who was speaking, and she was speaking the language of ancient times.

Caesar on the side suddenly realized that this girl had never used her words during the battle so far, but now she seemed finally ready to use it.

As the voice rang out, incomparable pressure descended, and the fatal and horrific wound on Yuan Zhinv's chest was healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. The shattered internal organs were growing again, the broken bones were healed, and the flesh and blood were regenerated.

The broken pale scales were replaced by new ones. The bone spurs on the back extended again, and finally turned into a pair of terrifying huge bone wings. Flesh and blood grew on the bone wings, and finally turned into a white film that covered the entire body.

Her hands and feet also turned into sharp claws. The scarlet long sword that she had always held in her claws suddenly swelled again, and an overwhelming smell of blood filled the air, as if the flames burning on the sword were condensed from blood.

She suddenly spread her wings and stretched her body in the air. Her figure was still slender and delicate, but her whole body was pale. With her breathing, her sharp scales slowly expanded.

The once beautiful and pure girl now had horns and hideous features, and was elegant and graceful, somewhere between an angel and a devil. She looked like a giant cross suspended in the air, and the reflection of her scales illuminated the darkness.

At that moment, it was as if the white monarch had returned to the world.

Chapter 101: Perhaps She is More Like a Monster Than a Dragon

At the bottom of the Yangtze River, in the ancient bronze city, in the huge sky temple, the devil finally revealed his true face.

Caesar stared blankly at the girl who was half-hung in the air and had completely transformed into a dragon. He looked at the pale huge bone wings that spread out and vaguely revealed a cross, and murmured, "Dragon Bone Cross..."

"Little girl..." Yuan Zhisheng also looked up blankly, almost unable to believe his eyes.

He knew that Minamoto no Chitose's words seemed to be some kind of bloodline enhancement. She had used this kind of words when she was forced to fight against Eri in the battle between the Snake Eight Clan.

She also had a dragon-transforming reaction at that time, but she only had a few more scales on her body.

But at this moment, her whole body was covered with scales, her hands and feet turned into sharp claws, and ancient wings spread out behind her, as if she had completely turned into a dragon.

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

His sister turned into a monster in front of him again, but he would not swing the knife at her again. He was just extremely worried whether she could return to her original appearance.

But no matter whether she can recover or not, she is still his sister, someone he will give everything to protect.

Compared to the shock of Caesar and Yuan Zhisheng, Samson seemed a little anxious. He stared at the white figure in front of him, and a hoarse roar kept coming out of his ferocious big mouth. There was an undisguised uneasiness in the roar, but he did not dare to attack.

As a second-generation person with a title, Samson's bloodline can be considered very noble, but for thousands of years, he has never felt such oppression from a human being.

This fear that came from the bottom of his heart came from the pressure in his blood, and he had only felt this feeling from the Dragon King before.

For a moment, the entire Sky Temple was extremely quiet. Both humans and dragons were looking at the girl who was stretching her body in the air. She looked so sacred and yet so evil, as majestic as a god and as hideous as a ghost.

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

Is this what it feels like to be in control of power? It's so intoxicating...

Samson became more and more anxious. He finally realized that he could not wait any longer, but he did not dare to attack easily. The huge golden eyes were burning brightly. The black dragon opened its ferocious bloody mouth, and an extremely dazzling flame was gathering deep in its throat.

As a direct descendant of the bronze and fire lineage, Samson also possesses the power of fire. Although his power does not reach the level of Zhulong, it is far greater than Junyan's.

With a life-shaking roar, countless flames condensed into a huge fire dragon that erupted from his mouth. At that moment, the river water became boiling hot and the temperature in the entire temple rose suddenly.

The flames came swiftly and fiercely, but the pale figure did not even try to dodge. In an instant, he was enveloped by endless flames. Countless evaporated water vapor filled the air, and his vision became blurred.

Samson was lurking vigilantly in the distance, his huge golden eyes staring at the flames that burned half of the space without blinking. Although he did not hold back at all in this attack, he did not believe that the monster could be killed so easily.

The rapidly rising terrifying high temperature filled the entire space. In the endless flames, a pale figure stepped out from the fire.

Her movements were not fast, and could even be considered graceful, but every time the huge bone wings behind her flapped, the flames would be pushed away a little by the invisible force and could not get close to her at all.

Even though he had expected it, Samson still let out an unwilling roar. He gathered his strength again, as if preparing to use an even more dangerous ability.

But it was too late, because the monster in front of him raised the bloody long knife in his hand.

Looking at the huge black dragon in front of her, Yuan Zhinv threw the long sword in her hand with force.

In the raging flames, the endless flames illuminated the unruly figure of Yuan Zhinv. The deformed monster made a metallic sound and said, "Death!"

The bloody killing weapon rolled and flew towards Samson like a stream of bright red light. It was not fast and it was very quiet, because death is such a quiet thing.

The flame that had already condensed halfway in the dragon's mouth was forcibly interrupted, and this dangerous ability could not be released. This was like forcibly gathering a bomb that had already begun to explode!

Samson raised his head and roared silently, the shadow of the blood-red sword was reflected in his huge golden pupils. This top creature finally realized that the disaster was right in front of him, but he had no way to dodge it.

It was as if he was being stared at by the god of death. The order of death was issued directly through the long sword and imposed on Samson's huge dragon body. He curled up and trembled slightly, like a sinner waiting for judgment.

The long sword pierced the dragon's back, and the huge black dragon was completely unable to resist. The incomparable force carried him from the air and smashed him to the ground, splashing huge water.

This is an absolute will to kill, it is God's judgment on the world, nailing all sinners to the pillar of shame, without allowing resistance or defense.

The pale, ferocious ghost flapped its huge wings gracefully and slowly approached the giant dragon that was nailed to the ground and was still struggling in death. Its condescending look was like God looking down on a sinner.

Yuan Zhinv bent her body slightly and gently stroked the dragon's scaly head with her sharp claws. Her movements were so gentle, as if she was stroking a naughty pet.

She slowly lifted Samson's iron mask, looked at the fear revealed in his golden eyes, tilted her head and smiled slightly, while suddenly reaching out her hand.

The sharp claws were completely inserted into Samson's head. Endless killing orders were forcibly imposed on the dragon through her hands. The hard scales broke instantly, the flesh and blood melted, and the dark golden bones inside were vaguely visible and covered with cracks.

He was being unraveled.

A dying groan came from the mouth of the huge black dragon, and its long powerless tail swayed in the river until it finally became completely stiff. It slowly closed its golden eyes, and the moment its breath disappeared, its entire body instantly disintegrated into a pool of minced meat.

The pale figure was standing in the flesh and blood, with blood splattered on her body and face, but her expression was so intoxicated, as if she was enjoying the most wonderful food in the world.

The river water was still boiling, but everything suddenly became quiet, as quiet as when the world was first created and all was silent.

Caesar looked at the scene in front of him in shock. It was truly a scene from hell. Perhaps compared to the terrifying dragon, the hideous girl looked more like a monster.

She was like a demon crawling out of hell, craving for all fresh blood, bloody and violent, hating everything beautiful and alive, and would tear apart everything in front of her.

Looking at this horror movie-level scene, an indescribable fear spread from Caesar's heart. A chill spread from his cervical vertebrae to his limbs and bones. He just felt his scalp tingling.

He didn't dare to make any sound, for fear of disturbing the evil ghost who was eating. If he attracted the evil ghost's attention at this moment, there seemed to be only one outcome.

That is to go to the dining table and become her next meal.

But at this very moment, there are some short-sighted people who want to speak.