Dragon Clan: Start by getting a simulator

Inside is a complete set of diving equipment.

As if he knew that he would come back sooner or later, this man who was always laughing made all the preparations without anyone knowing.

He speaks fluent Greenlandic dialect and has everything he needs ready to return for a dive.

It was just too coincidental that the factory stopped operating at that moment, as if someone had prepared a gift for him.

But it didn't matter. He was too lazy to think about these things. He put on all the equipment calmly and skillfully, as if he had practiced it millions of times.

At this moment, he had only one thought in his mind, he wanted to take his girl home... or, stay there forever with his girl, never to be separated again.

No matter which of the two outcomes, he would gladly accept it.

The man stood in front of the mirror, adjusting his clothes seriously and carefully, like a clumsy guy who was nervous about going on a date, or like he was going to an important and long-awaited banquet.

Finally, the man jumped into the sea without hesitation. The splashing water sparkled in the sunlight. Layers of ripples spread out but quickly disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

The seabed was clear and the water was rippling slightly. The man dived down firmly. Even though ten years had passed, the route was still firmly engraved in the man's mind, because this was a road that made him lose everything.

He dived to a depth of about 200 meters in one breath. The surrounding water temperature had dropped below zero degrees. This supercooled sea water would freeze quickly if it was slightly stirred, and a thin ice film spread out in front of him.

The spotlight on the diving helmet was reflected in the thin ice. At that moment, a dark shadow flashed by, but Finkel did not look back. He seemed to be unaware of it, but also as if he had expected it.

The man calmly continued to swim towards the place he remembered, and at the same time he could see the shape of the black shadow in the reflection of the thin ice.

The pitch-black monster was like a totem on an ancient mural. It was so light, and its slender tail swayed slowly in the sea, like a flying butterfly without making a sound. It was also like a ghost, following him silently.

The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and the man's eyes, which always made all kinds of exaggerated expressions, were now filled with only joyful madness.

Finally, he came to the place in his memory. It was exactly the same as the nightmare scene that he had dreamed of countless times at midnight but could never escape. Time seemed to have stopped here, and everything here remained the same as it was ten years ago.

The girls in his memory, his friends, were now all locked in heavy metal suits, quietly sealed in the endless cold.

Finkel could even see the expressions on those people's faces. They looked so lively, as if they were just sleeping quietly and would open their eyes at any time.

But they have been sleeping here for ten years, never seeing the sun.

"Long time no see, guys." The man murmured softly, but no one answered him, and no one would ever answer him again.

The man's eyes swept over every familiar face, finally stopping on the girl at the edge.

She was a pale girl with long hair. Her skin was as white as snow and had an almost transparent texture. Her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face. Her face was so peaceful as if she had just fallen into a deep sleep.

The slender body was wrapped in a thick layer of ice, the crystal clear ice surface refracted faint light, the girl's hands were crossed in front of her chest, her slender fingers were slightly curled up, as if she wanted to grasp something, but eventually they froze in the cold.

She just slept quietly like that, surrounded by endless cold and darkness. The ten years had left no trace on her, leaving her just as she remembered.

"EVA, I'm old, but you're still so beautiful."

The man's tone was hoarse and low, and his voice was very soft, as soft as the most intimate whisper between lovers, and as if he was afraid of disturbing the sleeping girl.

He slowly reached out and pulled out the knife tied to his waist. The mirror-like white blade suddenly turned black in his hand. The black blade light greatly extended the length of the blade. A long knife with a twisted blade and strange shape appeared in his hand.

The next moment, black flames popped up on the blade, and the sea water near it was evaporated instantly. Countless white steam boiled and turned into bubbles in an instant, rushing up as if escaping for life. The man turned around suddenly and swung the knife fiercely, chopping at the black shadow behind him without hesitation!

"After so many years, it's finally time for us to settle the accounts!" The man's eyes were as fierce as a King Kong's, his head was raised like a mad dragon, and he let out an angry roar!

The strange black long sword drew a cold arc and fell towards the huge monster behind it.

A shrill laugh sounded in the sea, as if God was mocking the ants who overestimated their own abilities.

Chapter 136 Senior, you look a bit embarrassed

A raging black flame burned on the pitch-black long sword, and all the sea water that approached it was quickly evaporated, but soon new sea water rushed in, and the cycle continued.

Countless dense bubbles surrounded the man. He swung the sword with all his strength, but because the action was too sudden, the opponent did not have any chance to react. The strangely shaped long sword smashed heavily on the dark behemoth, making a harsh metal collision sound.

Sparks flew at the moment of contact, but were quickly extinguished by the cold sea water.

The pitch-black flames corroded the hard scales as quickly as sulfuric acid. The long knife cut into the flesh with great force. The black monster roared in pain, and a faint smell of blood could be smelled quickly in the sea.

The man could finally see the monster clearly.

The huge body covered the sky and the sun, and its jet-black scales opened up, making a harsh sound like metal friction. The huge dragon body stretched in the water, and the dazzling golden eyes seemed to be burning in flames, like a totem carved on the rock wall by the ancients.

The thing that should have existed only in myths appeared vividly before his eyes. A terrifying roar came from its ferocious giant mouth, revealing densely packed sharp teeth. Countless sea water was stirred and quickly froze into ice.

The man pulled out the long knife with his backhand, and his muscles quickly expanded and hardened. The bulging muscles tore through the diving suit. His already burly body swelled again, his whole body took on a light metallic color, and his eyes glowed with a fiery golden color.

Facing the terrifying and ferocious black dragon, there was no fear on his face, only crazy anger and resentment. He suddenly let out a hoarse roar: "God! Come! Let's fight to the death!"

He swung the long sword in his hand angrily. Every movement was as powerful as thunder and his bulging biceps seemed to contain endless strength.

As he swung the knife, the muscles on the man's back contracted tightly, forming lines like undulating mountains, as if they could bear the weight of the entire world, and as if they were venting the pain and suffering they had endured for the past ten years.

Throughout the years, Finkel had nightmares every day and could only numb himself with alcohol. He lost everything here ten years ago: his friends, his lover, and even his unstoppable pride in his youth. Everything was buried.

It was this guy who made him lose everything.

And now, he finally has the chance to take revenge himself. He wants to avenge his friend! And his girl!

Just like in countless dreams, the man swung the knife wildly. His movements were so skillful because he had already swung it thousands of times in his dreams!

The Black Dragon was caught off guard and suffered a loss. At this moment, a bit of fear was revealed in his pair of golden eyes as big as lanterns. He nimbly flipped his huge body to avoid the man's crazy attack.

In the water, its movements are incredibly fast and as nimble as a small fish, swiftly disappearing into the darkness. But it does not go away, like a poisonous snake hiding in the darkness, ready to launch a counterattack at any moment.

This huge guy seems to have a very high IQ and even knows guerrilla warfare.

Finkel adjusted his breathing. The muscles on his sturdy arms were like taut bowstrings, with hard and distinct lines and clear contours, as tough as sculptures.

The diving suit was torn and naturally the oxygen was gone. With the help of the words and bloodline, he could stay underwater for a short time, but he had to make a quick decision. What was more terrifying than the lack of oxygen was the mountain-like pressure on the seabed.

Swinging a knife underwater requires more strength, but the greater the force, the greater the pressure on the bones, and may even break his own spine.

The water was turbulent, and something huge was approaching at high speed.

The man gripped the knife tightly and chopped it hard in a certain direction without hesitation. The sharp sound of metal collision rang out again, and the strangely shaped long knife blocked the ferocious tail spike coming at high speed.

The black flames burned the scales on the tail spike fiercely. The dragon let out an angry roar, swung its long tail heavily, and disappeared into the darkness again.

This clever creature knew how vulnerable humans were in the water, and it was in no hurry to attack because it knew that if it delayed a little longer, this human who made it feel threatened would collapse.

But an unexpected scene appeared. Just when it retracted its huge tail and prepared to escape, the man suddenly moved. He was like an agile leopard or an angry lion, and grabbed the sharp tail stinger fiercely.

The huge palm had a faint metallic luster, and a metallic collision sound was made when it collided with the tail stinger. A terrifying force came, and the fleeing body of the dragon was actually pulled back!

What a terrifying power it was! The huge black monster as big as a mountain was dragged away and could not escape at all!

The heat in the man's eyes almost turned into reality. His muscles were tense and veins on his forehead bulged. He let out the most resentful roar:

"God! Go to hell!"

Along with this roar, the long sword chopped fiercely on the dragon's body. The black flames lingering on the long sword quickly surged, and the hard scales on the dragon's body, like armor, broke with a sound.

The black dragon let out a painful roar as its huge tail was chopped off by the long sword!

The scarlet blood quickly spread and dyed the no longer peaceful sea red.

The black dragon roared towards the sky, the horrifying sound was like the howling of evil spirits in hell. The dark behemoth was finally enraged, its golden eyes were filled with burning fire of rage, and it opened its ferocious mouth towards the human who dared to offend it.

A terrifying cold current surged out from the black dragon's toothy mouth. The extreme cold current, like a cruel curse from the abyss of the universe, surged towards them at a terrifying speed.

The cold force penetrates every drop of sea water with unstoppable force, quickly solidifying their molecular structure.

The ice crystals spread and grew at a speed visible to the naked eye, interweaving and connecting with each other to form a huge and dense ice layer.

The originally dark blue and deep sea water was covered by a thick, transparent and cold layer of ice, reflecting a strange and brilliant light.

At this moment, the whole world was silent, with only the ice making slight "cracking" sounds, like the last wail of the ocean at the moment of death.

At that moment, it was as if the whole world was paused and everything was in slow motion. The man could even see fine pieces of ice crawling up his body.

His top-notch combat experience and the words that strengthened his body saved his life. At the last moment when he was frozen by the cold current, the man quickly rolled in the water and narrowly escaped the danger.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the dragon opened its mouth again and a new round of cold wave came. The man didn't even have time to shake off the broken ice on his body, and he had to dodge again in a panic.

The pain of a broken tail completely enraged the dragon, and it madly spewed out cold currents, as if it wanted to freeze this ant who dared to offend it into an eternal ice sculpture, just like the corpses behind it.

Finkel moved quickly, but the water was different from the land after all. The overwhelming pressure was like a tide pressing on him all the time, which made it impossible for him to dodge at the last moment.

A horrible cold current hit his left arm, and in just a moment, the entire arm lost all sensation. He couldn't even feel the existence of that half of his shoulder.

"So this is what it feels like to be frozen in ice?"

The man muttered to himself, and his right hand holding the knife dropped weakly, because he knew that this was the end.

He couldn't fully exert his strength in the water, and the flame on the blade was also severely restrained. Now his left hand was frozen, which completely disrupted his balance and speed. He could no longer avoid the next cold wave.

The dragon's shrill laughter filled my ears, as if the god was mocking the ignorance and arrogance of mortals.

Finkel turned a deaf ear to him. He dropped the long sword casually. The moment it left his hand, the strange and ferocious long sword turned into an inconspicuous short white blade and fell silently to the depths of the sea.

The man slowly turned around and walked towards his companions.

In the new cold wave of Heilong, his companions had peaceful faces and were sleeping quietly, while his girl was not far from him, shrouded in the ice-blue cold wave that symbolized death.

"EVA, so many years have passed in the blink of an eye. You must be very lonely... It's okay. I'm here to accompany you."

The man murmured softly, walking towards the cold wave step by step. The bright golden color in his eyes dimmed little by little. At the same time, he stretched out his right arm, which could still be moved, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Out of the corner of his eye, he could see the black beast opening its mouth towards him again, but the man didn't care at all. He didn't even bother to give it a glance. The only thing in his eyes was his girl.

He walked towards death calmly, just to embrace his lover.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard the sound of violent water flow. Finkel looked over subconsciously and his pupils suddenly contracted.

He saw the most amazing scene in his life.

In the vast sea, a thin figure fell rapidly like a meteor. Her body was shrouded in beams of light, as if she was walking on the light.

The sea water was surging violently. The girl's long black hair, like a waterfall, fluttered freely in the deep water. Her bright golden eyes were burning fervently. Her delicate face was pale and holy, like an angel descending from the sky.

She also held a flaming long sword in her hand, but the flame was bright red like blood. Even before getting close, one could faintly smell the blood coming from it.

She chopped at the dragon's head without hesitation, but the dragon subconsciously dodged. In just a moment, the deadly cold current was forcibly interrupted!

The tall and thin girl slowly stretched her body in the water with a playful smile on her face.

"Senior, you look a bit embarrassed!"

With this teasing joke, the girl kicked the giant dragon's body hard, and at the same time used the force to roll in the water, slashing the bloody long knife in her hand at the giant dragon's huge body without hesitation.

In just a moment, the scales shattered and blood and flesh splattered everywhere!

Finkel stared at the scene blankly, muttering unconsciously: "Junior sister, you are a little scary..."

Chapter 137: Holy Palace Medical Society

The descent of the divine weapon Yuan Zhinv from the sky quickly changed the situation of the battle. She brandished the fiery scarlet sword in her hand with an elegant posture as if she was strolling in the garden.

But with every swing of her sword, a hideous wound appeared on the black dragon's body, with flesh and blood flying everywhere.

The black dragon roared with anger and pain, and twisted its body quickly, but the girl's movements were too fast, like a ghost that followed it everywhere, or like a maggot on its tarsal that it could never get rid of.

It was fast, too fast, so fast that I couldn't even see her movements. I could only see the surging sea water and the bloody afterimages left by each knife strike.

The resistance brought by the bottom of the water seemed to have no effect on her at all. She was as nimble as a fish and as light as a bloody elf. She was so small yet so deadly.

The giant dragon roared unwillingly. It should have been as agile as a black snake in the water, but facing this girl, its huge body became an obstacle. No matter how it hid, it could not escape.

Finally, it gave up resisting and turned its head back even though it was chopped a few times. Its huge golden eyes were burning with flames of anger as it stared at the source girl in the water with resentment.

The ferocious bloody mouth opened again, revealing two rows of densely packed, sharp teeth like daggers. In the deep throat, one could vaguely see something icy blue brewing, and at the same time, countless cold air diffused out.

"Be careful!" Fingal realized something was wrong and roared, "It's the Word Spirit Nine Infants!"

The Nine Infants of Words, serial number unknown, has the effect of exploding after extremely low temperature, and when released in water, it can destroy all frozen objects in the water.

Ten years ago, the underwater team was almost wiped out by this word spirit. It was one of the top word spirits of the lineage of the King of Ocean and Water, and it was beyond the power of anyone to resist.

But it was too late, a horrific cold wave was coming at high speed, and the dragon's eyes were filled with the joy of successful revenge. This monster with a high IQ obviously realized how terrifying Yuan Zhinv was, and did not dare to continue fighting, and wanted to destroy her with one blow!

The words it released were so fast that it risked being chopped several times, and the distance between them was so close, so close that there was no way to avoid it.

Finkel's eyes were bloodshot. The scene ten years ago was played out again before his eyes. Another life was about to perish in front of him. He rushed forward like crazy, trying to save the girl.