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

Chapter 190 Feeling confident
On the lonely platform, the girl in a white dress slowly backed away, blood soaking her white dress.

The bright red blood against the fair skin, these two conflicting colors blend subtly together, reminding people of the tapestry-like rose fields in the Bulgarian valleys.

Xia Mi held her chest tightly to prevent all the blood from gushing out in an instant, but her pair of golden eyes were full of doubts at this moment.

"Why?" she asked softly, as if she had encountered some puzzle.

She had been learning to play the role of a human for a long time and thought she knew this race very well, but the guy in front of her did things that she didn't expect one after another.

"Why?" Yuan Zhinv chewed on these three words and suddenly smiled, her smile was sarcastic and mocking: "Is it necessary to ask why?"

"Aren't you the Dragon King? Don't you understand?"

Xia Mi was stunned for a moment, then she smiled.

She realized that something was wrong. Even though she knew that the bloodline of the person in front of her had reached the level of pure-blooded dragon, she still subconsciously treated her as a human.

The dragon race is bloodthirsty and brutal in nature. They will never let go of any grievance, even if they know it will cost them a huge price.

Because to them, hatred is more important than anything else.

only……

"Aren't you afraid that I will attack your family and friends?" Xia Mi tilted her head: "They are your weak points, right? I can't kill you, but they are nothing but ants to me."

"And Norton won't protect those lowly humans for you."

"You can try." Yuan Zhinv smiled: "If they die, no matter where you take your brother, I will not let you go."

"Norton would be happy to see us both lose, right? Oh, yes, Odin and Leviathan would be happy to see it too."

"Even if you eat your brother and become Hela, the fusion will take time, right? Do you think your other brothers and sisters would be willing to see you become Hela? Yes, you are the Dragon King and you are very powerful, but you are not the only Dragon King."

"Is this a threat?"

"No, it's a notification."

The atmosphere suddenly dropped to freezing point. The two people stared at each other for a long time, and each other's figure was reflected in their two equally blazing and brilliant golden eyes. No one was willing to bow their heads, and they were both equally proud.

This game was unfair from the beginning. Xia Mi possessed abilities far superior to Yuan Zhinu's. If she didn't take into account the fact that Yan Ling was fighting with all his might, Yuan Zhinu knew that she had no chance of winning, not to mention that she also had the weakness of the Sheqi Eight Families.

so what?

Yuan Zhisheng was right. Rather than living and being a burden to her, they would rather die than let Yuan Zhinu risk her life to protect them and then live in regret for the rest of their lives.

That would be too painful, it would be better to just die.

When Yuan Zhinv heard those words, she was silent for a long time. She finally chose to respect. The Eight Snake Families were still her Achilles' heel, but no longer her weak spot.

If Gennoshiro, Eri, Uesugikoshi, Sakurai and Kogure were all dead, Gennoshiro would bury them together, and then leave a place for them with a glass of strong liquor, waiting for her to take revenge and go to the underworld together.

This is when you are completely free of worries.

Uesugi Yue told her to let go and do whatever she wanted, and she agreed and did so.

She was already fearless, but what about Xia Mi? She was obviously not ready to give everything, so the one who had the advantage in the game would always be the one who was reckless.

The young girl was fearless.

"Dragon kings are indeed arrogant creatures. You probably didn't expect that an ant like me would dare to attack you, right?"

"What a pity." She looked at Xia Mi, restrained her smile and had a blank expression: "Such a good opportunity, but you didn't kill him with one strike."

"Yeah." Xia Mi actually nodded, looking a little emotional: "This is probably the last time I'll be careless in front of you."

"I admit that I underestimated you before, but I won't do that again."

"Is there a future?" Yuan Zhinv tilted her head and drew out a scarlet long knife with her backhand: "I have already taken action, so why would I let you go so easily?"

"Girl, you still underestimate the Dragon King." Xia Mi raised the corners of her mouth, and the golden pupils in her eyes shone like fire.

She was badly injured, but after the folding knife was removed, she looked unaffected, except that her face turned a little pale.

"Didn't Norton tell you about the Dragon King's recovery ability?"

She stood up, and her horrific and hideous wounds healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, a speed no less than that of the Genji Girl who had activated the Eight-Headed Dragon.

Yuan Zhinv said nothing, but exerted force with her calves, and the scarlet long sword in her hand suddenly grew larger and chopped fiercely at the white figure.

The realm of sin and punishment opened up instantly. In the dazzling scarlet light, one could faintly hear the roar of a dragon. In the burning flames, one could vaguely see the distorted faces of countless screaming and wailing undead.

Those were the people who had died under this knife. This knife was originally the pinnacle of alchemical craftsmanship, relying on killing and bloodlust to strengthen itself. Since following the source girl, countless people and deadpools have died under the knife. Therefore, this knife has become stronger and stronger. It bursts out power by imprisoning and burning the undead. Norton did not change this feature when he merged the seven deadly sins.

In the past, when Yuan Zhinu held this knife tightly, she only felt heat and coldness. The heat was the temperature of the flame, and the coldness was the resentment of those dead souls.

But now, she felt that what she was holding tightly was not a knife, but a roaring dragon. Under the dragon's feet were countless dead souls, as if it was stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood and howling to the sky.

The moment she jumped out, pale scales quickly covered her entire body, snapping together one by one like armor, making metallic sounds.

At the same time, her blood began to boil and burn, and a strange golden-red symbol appeared on her pale forehead. The moment the symbol appeared, Yuan Zhinu's momentum rose sharply, and at that moment it was no less powerful than Xia Mi after she turned into a dragon.

Not all first-generation species are Dragon Kings. Dragon Kings are first-generation species that have authority. And among first-generation species, there are also high and low. Yuan Zhinv doesn't know how far she has come at this moment.

But Norton only said that neither Jörmungandr nor Leviathan could kill her unless they gave birth to a huge dragon body, and her recovery ability was also amazing.

And since the decision has been made to take action, Yuan Zhinu will not give Xia Mi time to recover. Only her death can truly eradicate the roots of the problem.

But Xia Mi just smiled. She had been laughing since Yuan Zhinu's unexpected attack, as if she was mocking Yuan Zhinu's unawareness of her own abilities, or as if she was mocking her own arrogance and underestimation of the enemy.

I don’t know if it was because of the injury or if she had other considerations, but the girl didn’t seem to have any intention of fighting.

Even though Yuan Zhinv had already rushed forward with a sword in her hand, she just watched indifferently. When the scarlet demon sword was about to touch her, Xia Mi stomped her feet casually.

The flat ground suddenly cracked, and a giant snake made entirely of rock crawled out of the crack and appeared between Xia Mi and Yuan Zhinv.

Yuan Zhinv smashed the rock with her backhand without blinking, but the injured girl in white disappeared under the dust.

At the same time, the whole world was shaking.

……

The sun gradually set. Lu Mingfei sat cross-legged on the bunk bed, staring at the sunset outside the window in a daze.

He was assigned to a dormitory, and his roommate was the useless senior brother Finkel whom he met at the train station.

"Are you okay?" Finkel asked him, "You look a bit like your wife is dead, but brother wake up, you don't have a wife."

"You don't know what happened today." Lu Mingfei sighed.

"I know that your heroic deeds are known throughout the campus. You were on the campus news network today, and the headline was quite explosive." Finkel showed the notebook to Lu Mingfei.

"Whose crown will the day of freedom belong to? Who shot Caesar in the face when the dust settled?"

Below is a large photo of Lu Mingfei, with his student ID, dormitory number and all his information.

Lu Mingfei was stunned: "Does news spread so quickly in your school?"

"You need to understand the situation of this year's Free Day. Chu Zihang and Fengjian Liuli were not here, and everyone thought Caesar was the definite winner. But you suddenly appeared and won the competition as a third party."

"Besides, you are S-rank. The principal just sent a notice saying that Kassel Academy welcomes you. Although the scale is not as high as last year when he personally went to welcome Feng Jianli, it is still unique, right?"

"Even Chu Zihang and Caesar didn't have this honor when they entered the school! You directly overwhelmed the two major clubs in the college today. You are so cool, brother!"

The more Lu Mingfei listened, the more confused he became. He still had no idea what was going on. He could understand every word that Finkel said, but when they were put together, he had no idea what was going on.

He struggled to extract key words from this sea of ​​information: "Wait, Chu Zihang? Club? Is it called the Lionheart Club?"

"Yes." Finkel nodded. "Chu Zihang is the president of the Lionheart Club, which is one of the two major clubs in the college along with the Student Union. Every year, the Free Day is basically fought over by these two clubs. You are the only third party who has come out in all these years."

Finkel said, giving Lu Mingfei a thumbs up: "Brother, you are awesome! You single-handedly snatched food from the two major societies. You are definitely the number one freshman this year!"

“Wait, wait!” Lu Mingfei jumped up: “I’m not alone, oh no, I’m not a third party! I joined the Lionheart Society!”

Finkel was stunned: "Ah?"

Lu Mingfei tried to explain: "I was admitted to the college a long time ago, but school hasn't started yet. Chu Zihang invited me in advance. We are in the same city. I even had dinner with him during the Chinese New Year last year."

"Although I haven't been to school, I have already filled out the Lionheart Club membership form. Chu Zihang approved it in front of me, so I am considered a member of the Lionheart Club!"

A question mark slowly appeared on Fingel's forehead. After a while, he spoke: "So, the Lionheart Club actually won the Freedom Day this year?"

"Even if Chu Zihang and Fengjian Liuli were not here, the Lionheart Club still won against Caesar's Student Union?"

"Not only did they lose Freedom Day, but both S-classes went to the Lionheart Club. This... Caesar will be pissed to death, right?"

Lu Mingfei didn’t know whether Caesar was angry or not. He scratched his head with a confused look on his face, but he was wondering if it was too late to choose the Alchemy and Mechanics Department now.

The name sounds like it's very powerful, but I don't know if it's difficult to learn.

(End of this chapter)