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

Chapter 189 Is the Dragon King so great? I specialize in killing the Dragon King
Chu Zihang opened his eyes, but before he could see clearly what was in front of him, he was choked by the thick smoke and started coughing.

Severe pain swept over my whole body, and it felt like being run over by a truck.

There was an orange-red light flickering before my eyes, and everything was blurry.

Chu Zihang did not believe in God, and naturally did not believe in heaven, but the face that came closer was pure and flawless, with a layer of warm light, like an angel bending down to kiss the forehead of a sinner.

He was a little dazed for a moment, and tried to move closer to see the face clearly. He smelled the angel's warm breath, with the fragrance of plant leaves after rain.

"Brother, are you going to act like a hooligan just after you woke up?" Just when he was about to put his whole face forward, the other party spoke slowly.

"Xia Mi?" Chu Zihang's vision gradually became clear. He was lying on the ground, with flames and ashes everywhere. The freshman he just met was squatting next to him.

"Yes, it's not Angel Sister, it's Junior Sister, because you didn't die." Xia Mi grinned like a worm in his stomach, "But you have to thank me, if I hadn't arrived in time, you would have really died."

Xia Mi said, snorting: "Do you know how much effort it took me to drag you out of the fire?"

Chu Zihang was stunned. He was a person who never considered life and death, because for someone like him, perhaps death was the best relief. Every day he lived was for the moment of death.

The only regret was probably that he did not die at the moment of the God of Vengeance, but Chu Zihang did not feel sad before the flames engulfed him.

But he never expected that he could survive in that environment.

No matter how he improved his bloodline, his body was still supported by the human skeleton, which was mainly composed of calcium carbonate. It was impossible for it to survive under such high temperatures. He should have been burned into a pile of skeletons.

But apart from the burning pain from the skin wounds all over his body, he was unharmed.

There was really no damage at all. Not even a few strands of his thick black hair were missing. They were even more resilient, as if all of them had been newly grown.

Chu Zihang was a little confused, but he didn't have time to think too much, Xia Mi had already helped him up with difficulty: "Let's go, brother, if this place explodes later, we will both be finished."

"Wait... there's someone else inside." Chu Zihang said with difficulty.

"Liuli went out first. I checked and found no one in there." Xia Mi was angry: "Stop talking nonsense and leave!"

Chu Zihang had no choice but to shut up. His entire body was covered with burns. In this situation, he should have fainted from the pain if he moved, but he gritted his teeth and let Xia Mi drag him out without saying a word.

Passing through layers of black smoke and flames, cool air blew in their faces. Xia Mi took him away from the police who were trying to put out the fire and the onlookers, and escaped in a secluded and deserted direction.

There, the gray-haired old man and the girl in a black windbreaker were already waiting for them.

Seeing Chu Zihang in such a miserable state, the old man said "Oh" and frowned: "Isn't this your own Word Spirit? How did it become like this?"

Chu Zihang seemed to want to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by the girl's faint voice.

"That's what high-risk words are like. When they burst out with all their strength, it's normal that they can't distinguish between friend and foe." Yuan Zhinv looked at Ange and asked, "How do we solve this problem later?"

The old man scratched his gray hair and sighed: "Someone will take care of the aftermath, you don't have to worry about it, just send Chu Zihang to the hospital first."

As he spoke, he took out the car keys and walked towards the Maserati nearby.

Chu Zihang looked at Yuan Zhinu and said softly, "Can you help me?"

Xia Mi raised her eyebrows, her expression became extremely strange: "Hey, hey, senior brother, what are you doing? Is there something wrong with me that makes you feel uncomfortable? Why do you need to change people for such a small matter..."

The girl couldn't say the rest of her complaints, because Yuan Zhinu casually extended her hand, and Chu Zihang immediately took it, nodding politely to Xia Mi: "Thank you."

These two unfamiliar and polite words made Xia Mi stunned. She stared blankly at the girl in the black windbreaker supporting the boy covered in bruises as they walked past her, bringing a gust of cool wind.

From an angle where Chu Zihang couldn't see, Xia Mi glared at Yuan Zhinu, but the girl simply ignored her murderous gaze and calmly helped Chu Zihang into the car.

Xia Mi was so angry that her teeth were bared. She condemned this guy who had no contract ethics in her heart, and got into the car angrily.

Chu Zihang was helped to the co-pilot seat. For an ordinary person, such a large area of ​​burns might mean infection and life hanging by a thread, but for a hybrid, it was just a serious skin injury.

But after experiencing several bloodbaths and injuries, Chu Zihang was visibly exhausted. Not long after getting in the car, he fell drowsy and closed his eyes. Before his consciousness fell into darkness, he seemed to hear Yuan Zhinv's cold voice narrating what happened.

The girl said: "The situation was critical at the time. In order to resist those unknown enemies, Chu Zihang erupted with Junyan, causing a large-scale fire. When he was escorting innocent passers-by out, the high temperature caused a violent explosion."

"But I don't think Chu Zihang can be blamed for this. He has done his best. As for the consequences, there is nothing he can do about it."

The principal seemed to have said something, but Chu Zihang could no longer hear it clearly. Before he fell into a coma, he was full of doubts.

How come he doesn’t remember…doing such a thing?
But he couldn't defend himself because his consciousness had completely fallen into darkness.

Yuan Zhinv's expression was calm as she recounted the entire incident in a matter-of-fact tone. According to her account, by the time she arrived here, the matter was basically over.

Angers was obviously a little unconvinced, frowning and asking: "Can Chu Zihang use such a powerful Junyan?"

"What else?" Yuan Zhinv asked calmly, "Only he can use such high-risk words." The old man observed the girl's expression in the rearview mirror, and Yuan Zhinv looked back at him expressionlessly. Although Angé did not believe this statement, he had to stop asking.

He knew that Genjitsu seemed to possess a word spirit similar to "Mirror Eyes" that could copy and use the words spirits of others, so he reasonably suspected that the fire was set by Genjitsu.

It's not that he underestimated Chu Zihang, but it seems that Chu Zihang could not wield this kind of powerful Jun Yan. No, it should be said that it is not something that a human can wield.

But he couldn't say anything else, because the girl's face was full of words saying "If you don't believe me, I'll kill you." Angé knew she was capable of doing such a thing, and he didn't want to have a conflict for the time being.

So...if she said it was Chu Zihang who did it, then it was Chu Zihang who did it.

But just as Ange fell silent, Genji suddenly spoke again.

"It was indeed Chu Zihang who did it, but the reason why it was so powerful was because our lovely freshman classmate helped a little."

Angé was stunned and looked in the rearview mirror at Xia Mi, who had been well-behaved and silent since getting in the car. At this time, the beautiful girl's face was full of surprise.

Yuan Zhinu ignored Xia Mi's sharp gaze that was like a knife, and her tone remained calm, without any emotional ups and downs:
"Her spirit is the Eye of the Wind King. The Eye of the Wind King combined with the King's Flame creates a terrifying effect. When I arrived, I saw a flaming tornado dozens of meters high."

Angé was even more surprised and asked Xia Mi: "Is what she said true? Is your Word Spirit the Eye of the Wind King?"

Xia Mi smiled and nodded, but if you look closely you will find that her smile is somewhat distorted. If it weren't for the presence of Angé, she would have pounced on Yuan Zhinv and grabbed her collar and questioned her loudly.

As expected, humans are lowly creatures, and what they say is as good as fart. They clearly said that they would help her keep a low profile and hide their identities, and they also promised to stay away from Chu Zihang, but in the end, no one kept their promise. It's too outrageous!

"I remember your bloodline rating is 'A'. You are indeed an excellent classmate." Angers sighed: "By the way, what is your name?"

Xia Mi gritted her teeth and smiled: "Thank you for the compliment, principal. My name is Xia Mi, a freshman this year, from China."

……

Chu Zihang was taken away by Angkor, and the black Maserati sped away, leaving only the two girls standing there.

On the empty terrace, Gen Chinu turned around and prepared to leave, but a white figure blocked her way.

Xia Mi gritted her teeth and asked a series of questions: "Didn't you promise to stay away from Chu Zihang? Also, what do you mean by telling me about you in front of Angers? Didn't you promise to keep my identity a secret?"

"How can you go back on your words like this? Haven't we cleared up the unpleasantness between us before? What on earth do you want to do?"

"You told me to stay away from Chu Zihang, but didn't he get close to me this time?" Yuan Zhinu spread her hands, looking indifferent: "As for your identity... I didn't say you are the king of the earth and the mountains, did I?"

Xia Mi showed an expression of disbelief, her beautiful eyes were full of anger, and the bright gold in her pupils flickered as if there was fire burning: "You are playing tricks on me? How dare you play tricks on me? Who gave you the courage?"

At this moment, she once again revealed the arrogance and majesty of the Dragon King. The so-called eccentric Xia Mi was nothing more than a human skin worn by Jörmungandr. In her bones, she was still the almighty monarch.

The repeated concessions were just a fear of trouble, but which Dragon King would really be afraid of a lowly human? Even if this human's bloodline had reached the peak of the next generation, so what?

In the strictly hierarchical dragon clan, the monarch is the supreme being who stands above all others.

But just when Xia Mi was angry and wanted to teach this human a lesson, the girl suddenly raised her hand, and a hint of cold light flashed across it.

Xia Mi realized something was wrong, but the distance between them was too close for her to dodge. Her last move was to twist her body forcefully.

A folding knife pierced Xia Mi's chest, and the blade was the same blood red as the Philosopher's Stone.

Ange's personal weapon is made from the fragments of the Atkan longsword of Menek Cassel, the first generation leader of the Lionheart Society. It is also a dangerous and poisonous weapon for dragons.

The knife, which should have pierced her heart directly, deviated a little because of Xia Mi's struggle, but it was still enough to seriously injure her.

Xia Mi, or Jörmungandr, screamed as if thrown into a boiling sulfur spring in hell, and twitched violently, with blood vessels swelled and protruding from the surface.

Yuan Zhinv looked expressionlessly at the angelic girl whose face twisted into a hideous devil, and her originally dark eyes also glowed with a fiery golden color.

"Clear it up? Who cleared it up with you?"

A layer of pale scales appeared on the slender arms. Yuan Zhinu exerted force with her wrist and slashed the folding knife across Xia Mi's chest, crushing all the organs inside into blood.

There was no human emotion in her golden pupils, and her voice was as cold as poisoned ice, hard and deadly.

"I'm telling you, this is the only way to make things clear."

"Dragon King? Is that so great?"

Yuan Zhinv sneered and pulled out her folding knife. Hot blood splashed out instantly, and a few drops fell on her pale face, as if the red flower of hell was blooming passionately.

She spoke each word slowly and methodically: "I killed the Dragon King."

(End of this chapter)