I, who was supposed to slay dragons, accidentally started cultivating immortals

Chapter 339

Menger, Prince of the Dragon Clan, one of the Dark Lords.

Among all princes, Munger is of a very ordinary type—from strength to character to subjects, he is nothing outstanding among princes, and nothing is not too bad.

If Odin, the half-blood monarch who killed the Wind King and usurped the throne, is a legend among princes, then Munger is a mortal among princes, to highlight how great and powerful a legend like Odin is.

But after today, everything will be different. He will no longer be an ordinary prince. As the "king of the dark side", he will take the first step towards becoming a real king!
Huge waves with a diameter of nearly 20 meters appeared in the air, and a huge figure of 20 meters high stepped out of the waves, sweeping its long tail, and the tall trees where it passed were broken in the middle, and they hit the ground with a loud roar.

Munger glanced around...Huh?How many subspecies do the other two princes have?

wrong!The Nibelungen, the king of the earth and the mountain, is in a human city, but why is there a forest inside?Is it deliberate? !

In the dense forest, Menger felt vigilant and looked around.

The tall trees blocked the sunlight, and the smell of many subspecies of dragon beasts could be heard around him. Behind him was a cliff, and a waterfall flowed down into a lake.

And the mark he used to invade the Nibelungen is now in that lake.

lake?

Menger froze for a moment. He left his imprint on the alchemy puppet of Vercetti. The alchemy puppet almost completely imitated the human body. It... doesn't live in water, right?

There weren't many other dragons around, and the Invasion Mark appeared uncharacteristically in the water...Damn it!It's an ambush!
No matter how ordinary a prince is, he has experienced a lot of wars and life-and-death fights. Menger immediately realized that he might be in an ambush, but his first reaction was "Damn it, Versetti and those two bastards are going to cheat!" kill me!".

The moment he realized that he was being ambushed, a feathered arrow shot out from the corner of the forest, passing through the air without a sound, and an arrow sank into Menger's body—the scales of the first generation species were lighter and tougher than aviation metal, but The arrow itself was forged to pierce its scales.

In the distant Qin Dynasty, there were also special arrows that could break through dragon scales. When used, they would be paired with the same special heavy bow—made of wood soaked in dragon blood and tendons of dragon subspecies.

At that time, the bows and crossbows specially used to hunt pure-blooded dragons represented the pinnacle of Daqin alchemy and mechanical techniques, and the killing radius could reach 100 steps—in today's distance unit, it would be about [-] meters.

Lu Mingfei didn't restore Daqin's bow and arrows. As a monk, he had something better - the magic weapon longbow and magic weapon long arrow engraved with the magic circle.

One arrow is shot, followed by thousands of arrows - this is a bit exaggerated, ten thousand arrows are definitely not available, but there are still hundreds of them.

Yanling · Dust-free land!
The dust-free field, which claims to be absolutely defensive as long as the bloodline is high enough, spread out around Mongol as the center, completely covering its huge body.

Then dozens of arrows of different shades sank into his body.

There is no absolute defense in the world. These arrows can even break through the monk's body protection spells. Although most of them are still weakened by the dust-free land, they just make a "ding" sound on Menger's scales after passing through the field , but there were still dozens of extremely powerful arrows that injured Menger after breaking through the dust-free land.

"Roar--"

Menger roared up to the sky, the dragon wings flapped, and he mentally summoned the surrounding wind elements to lift him up--hybrids can't fly, as long as they can fly into the sky, he has an absolute advantage.

"Knot—array—"

A language that Munger will never forget exploded not far away from him, and hundreds of soldiers in black armor stood out from the forest—the armor obscured their breath, so that Munger only discovered them now where.

However, the role of the armor is far more than just covering the breath. With the village chief's formation, all the soldiers raised their spears almost at the same time. Linked together, it turned into an invisible barrier covering Menger.

At the moment when it was covered by the enchantment, the wind element that had been obediently holding Menger disappeared in a rush, without any response to it, and the body that had only risen a few meters fell back to the ground, shaking the ground.

Alchemy Field·Law, the alchemy field created by the "Law" of the words spirit, requires at least a hundred soldiers to tacitly activate the alchemy circle on the armor and weapons to release it. Any existence in the field cannot use the words spirit, the more people form the formation The stronger the suppression effect.

An array of 200 people can suppress the third generation, 400 people can suppress the next generation, and [-] people are enough to make the prince lose control of the elements!
And if you can't control the wind element to lift yourself up, the huge transformed body of the Dragon King can't fly, and Duoduo can only glide by those tough dragon wings.

Menger had already lost the ability to fly. Hundreds of soldiers in black armor pointed their spears at it, surrounded it in the center, and approached it step by step, as if a black and murderous aura was gradually drowning towards it.

Looking at the Xuanjia soldiers surrounding him, the memories of more than 2000 years ago gradually flowed up. At this moment, Menger only had one question in his heart.

"Fansetti! Didn't you fucking say that Qin Jun died early?!"

The imperial capital, Shami and Fenrir's Nibelungen.

Honoria sat on the ground with his back leaning against Fenrir, holding a bag of potato chips in his hand and a bottle of Coke on the ground.

Versetti said her mission was to be with Fenrir, always with Fenrir, and let Fenrir protect her, always protect her.

She didn't quite understand her father, but she knew to listen to him, and she liked being with Fenrir too.

By the way, potato chips and Coke are really good, Fenlier actually gave her such good things, Fenlier is really a good person!
Fenrir didn't know what Honoria was thinking. It stretched out its wingtips, trying to turn on the big TV set that his sister had bought for him.

Honoria looked at the TV expectantly—although she has fairly perfect knowledge of life, her memory of her experience from "birth" to the present is blank, just like a person who reads a book and knows that the taste of apples is sour and sweet. Like sweet people who have never really eaten an apple.

She knew what television was, but had never watched it for the first time until today, and then she cried with Fenrir over the mainstream sex in it.

Seeing that Fenrir was going to turn on the TV, Honoria looked expectantly.

However, Fenrir did not turn on the TV after all. Its wingtips stopped short before the TV was switched on, and then swept violently, so fast that it made a muffled sound like an explosion in the air, and swept the TV behind him. ——Fortunately, he is the king of the earth and the mountain, and the TV landed unscathed.

Before Honoria realized what was going on, Fenrir's other membranous wing hung down to block her behind, and his body lying on the ground stood up, his snake-like slender neck raised high, every scale Stand up!

The god-like roar resounded throughout, if there was an ordinary person within this range, he would immediately die of a heart burst.

The roar awakened the weasel, and countless weasels broke free from the rock wall and danced in the air. In the broken golden light cast by the dome, it seemed to be filled with light blue light mist—but each wisp of mist was a sickle. Ferret.

The three-dimensional waves rippled in circles in the air, and some huge creatures forcibly "squeezed" in from the waves.

Two tall figures of nearly 20 meters broke through the waves of the air first, followed by Wu Dao, who was much smaller than Fenrir and the two princes. The species still has a height close to 15 meters.

It takes time for dragons to conceive a huge body, so they "smuggled" into the imperial capital with a cruise ship and then entered the Nibelungen with a giant body after they conceived their bodies early .

"Roar——" Fenlier protected Honoria behind him, and the golden pupil stared at the seven figures who came in.

Although Fenrir's intelligence is similar to that of a child, his memory is not bad. He can remember things many years ago.

He knew these dragons, they put him in shackles that suppressed its vitality!They also wanted to hurt him and his sister!

Fenrir roared angrily, the majesty and anger of the monarch expanded into a domain, and even the air became sticky.

In the thick air, the two leading princes looked at each other.

Didn't they come with the three-headed dragon?What about Monger?Why is it that one of the three princes lost one inexplicably as soon as they teleported? !

and……

The two princes raised their heads and looked at the majestic Dragon King in front of them—perhaps only a word like majestic can describe Fenrir at this moment.

The last part of the tail was still embedded in the wall, but this did not affect Fenrir's standing up. With a body of 80 meters in length, it stood a full 30 meters high—as tall as a ten-story building.

That is to say, if the person in front of it is a human being, even if the human being stands on the roof of a five-story teaching building, the height is only half of Fenrir's.

Shouldn't it be limited by the shackles of the King of Bronze and Fire?Why does it seem like nothing is going on now? !

Dragons are creatures that are difficult to be afraid of, but facing a monarch who is almost in full bloom, the two princes naturally regained an emotion they hadn't had for more than 2000 years-fear.

"Looks like I've come just in time."

An abrupt voice sounded from the right, and a young man in ripped jeans and a T-shirt appeared at some point on the right of the dark monarchs. He was playing with a luxurious and exquisite jug in his hand, and when he raised his head, his golden pupils were dazzling.

The young man didn't have any dragon-like features except for the golden pupils, no matter how he looked, he looked like a hybrid, but the two princes subconsciously felt fear of him—similar to the fear facing Fenrir.

However, before they could react, another voice sounded from their left side.

"If I hadn't informed you in advance, you would have been late."

The crisp girls sounded on the left side of the group of dragons, and a beautiful girl in a bohemian-style dress stood there.

Xia Mi didn't look at the dragons, but shifted her gaze to Fenrir—she had just returned to the Nibelungen, and she could only see that Fenrir was protecting someone behind her wings, but she didn't know who it was.

"Do you have to come at night? I still want to sleep."

The youth's lazy voice sounded from behind, and the two princes turned their heads numbly—why is there another one?
Lu Mingfei yawned, raised his hand and brushed it in the air, the metal sword box fell on the concrete floor, shaking open several cracks.

He leaned on the Seven Deadly Sins and smiled at the group of dragons. The smile was warm and friendly: "But considering the dedication of everyone who came across the ocean from Europe to deliver food, I can accept it later."

The next moment, the sword box was unfolded, and the sound of dragon chant and sword clanging almost rang throughout the entire Nibelungen.

(End of this chapter)