Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 145: Long time no see (Thank you, leader, for making me stronger by dressing like a woman!)
As her consciousness gradually faded, Gen Chinu knew she was about to die. She had never been so close to death before.

There is no pain, nor sadness, just a little regret. If I had known that I could never go back, I should have said goodbye to everyone properly when I left.

I don't know if that stupid girl Xiao Mu can be obedient and find a good family. Maybe she shouldn't have acquiesced to her company in the first place, letting that stupid girl mistakenly believe that as long as she persists and waits, she will always be able to wait until she clears up everything and returns to normal.

But those three years in Tokyo were so cold. If she hadn't had the girl's warm company, she would have collapsed long ago. How could she have come this far?

But such an ending... is still somewhat unwilling.

The black sun that covered the sky suddenly trembled. As her breathing became weaker and weaker, the slow-moving Milky Way began to accelerate. The black sun was pulling hundreds of tons of sea water over and turning it into heavy rain and sprinkling it behind her.

The girl had her eyes lowered, as calm as a saint or a Buddha with a halo.

The scarlet long sword that he had almost never left his body since he got it finally slipped out of his hand and hit the ice with a crisp sound.

At the last moment before she lost consciousness, she saw a blazing flame and a man burning in the flame.

Just as the simulator said, at the last moment before her death, Old Tang woke up.

Then, a terrifying domain descended from the sky, and the Black Sun that was about to get out of control was forcibly suppressed. This was like forcibly gathering a bomb that had already begun to explode. Leviathan looked up and saw endless flames falling with a torrent!

The girl, who had not shown any significant reaction from beginning to end and seemed sure of victory, frowned fiercely. She suddenly broke free from the already powerless arms and retreated quickly.

The flames fell into the sea, bringing up countless white vapors, like fog. In the steaming white sky, Yuan Zhinv fell backwards, and behind her was the endless black sea.

She no longer had the strength to move. Feeling her body falling, she slowly closed her eyes.

But just as she was about to fall into the water, the scorching heat suddenly approached, and the scene in front of her seemed to become extremely bright, as if there was a ball of fire in front of her, and something was holding up her falling body.

But she could no longer open her eyes, and her consciousness was fading away quickly, just as her life was fading away just as quickly.

She finally fell into complete darkness, and at the end of her consciousness, there seemed to be an indescribable warmth flowing into her lungs, which were completely numbed by the extreme cold.

Old Tang silently placed the completely unconscious Yuan Zhinv slowly onto a relatively thick layer of ice. Someone was approaching quickly from behind, but he did not look back.

Finkel looked at the man in front of him with caution, and stood at a distance from him with full vigilance.

The man's appearance had obviously not changed, but he seemed like a different person. His whole body was burning with flames as if he was wearing a coat of flames. His confused eyes, which always couldn't figure out the situation, now shone like gold and were full of majesty.

Finkel was not aware of Lao Tang's identity. When Yuan Zhinv brought him here, she did not introduce him. She just casually said that he was a friend and brought him along because he was familiar with the terrain here.

Finkel also felt strange. How could he bring a useless friend along for such an important matter?
But from his observation, there was nothing abnormal about Old Tang. He was even considered weak among the mixed-bloods. He was not very smart and did not even have the power of words.

Until this moment, Finkel still couldn't figure out why Yuan Zhinv took him with her.

"who are you?"

Old Tang did not answer him. He was too lazy to even look at him. Instead, he turned around and locked his eyes on Leviathan who had retreated into the distance.

The giant whale lingered around Leviathan anxiously, causing waves to surge. The huge creature seemed to feel uneasy. The temperature of the entire ice sea was rising, and countless ice layers melted, cracking one after another. And Leviathan also locked his eyes on the man.

The flames burned fiercely, and the looming figure of a man could be vaguely seen in it. He looked at Leviathan and finally spoke his first words.

There was a hint of emotion in the slightly hoarse voice, as if meeting an old friend again.

"Long time no see, sister."

"I didn't attack you, why did you wake up?" Leviathan tilted his head slightly, looking very puzzled: "Who is she to you?"

As expected, she had known Old Tang's identity for a long time, perhaps as early as the moment he set foot in Greenland.

So she didn't want a conflict at first, but wanted them to leave.

Even though they had a big fight later, she never did anything to Old Tang. She just wanted to kill Yuan Zhinv and Fingel who destroyed her hatchery and killed her dragon servant.

Because she knew that when her brother's life was threatened, he would definitely wake up, and she didn't want to conflict with him, because that might cause unexpected consequences to the plan she had been preparing for a long time, and would even backfire by violating her oath.

But she never expected that even so, he suddenly woke up.

This is something that shouldn't have happened. These are just two human beings. In their eyes, humans have been enemies from beginning to end, and they are so weak and ridiculous. What's the difference between them and ants?
Leviathan couldn't understand why a man who was also a god would care about the lives of two ants.

So she wondered from the bottom of her heart: "They are just two humans, why do you care?"

The man slowly raised his head in the flames, his pupils burning with brilliant gold. Old Tang's honest and funny face had completely disappeared. At this moment, the man's face seemed to be cracked, with lava flowing in the cracks.

He slowly raised his hand, and countless flames exploded with his movement. The man felt the surging power in his body, but a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes.

Because he didn't know why.

He is the king of bronze and fire, he is the god who rules the world, he is a cruel tyrant. The moment he woke up, he should have immediately killed all human witnesses, then smashed his sister who dared to challenge him into the ice, and finally burned the ice into nothingness.

But at the moment when he saw the thin figure falling, there seemed to be a voice in his heart roaring loudly, that voice saying no, so he rushed up subconsciously.

That was Lao Tang's voice, that was his own voice.

The unawakened Dragon King will mistakenly believe that he is a human being because he has been living in human society. Until one day his memory suddenly recovers, he will completely abandon his human identity, including his friends, relatives, and lover.

When he woke up as the Dragon King, he was actually dead as a human being. The man had experienced this more than once.

But maybe it was because he had just woken up, as a human being he was not yet dead and his humanity had not completely disappeared. Watching the figure falling, like a withering flower, the man suddenly felt angry for no reason, as if God had been disobeyed.

He didn't allow her to die, how dare she kill her!
The man was furious, even though the one who disobeyed him was another god!
He roared suddenly, and countless flames exploded instantly, covering the dark world with a layer of orange-red flames.

Endless flames with raging fury slammed fiercely at the petite girl standing barefoot on the ice. The man's eyes were red as he spoke word by word:
"You are worthy enough to question me?!"

(End of this chapter)