Dragon Clan: Restart your life

Under the dark sea water, two golden eyes like the moon lit up.

A huge black shadow appeared below. It was a corpse guard made from the corpses of ancient species. It was originally part of the foundation of Gaotian Plains. The descendants of the White King built a city on its bones. It was also the most dangerous guardian of Gaotian Plains.

With just a cursory visual inspection, you can get a glimpse of its huge body, which is more than ten meters, or tens of meters.

It was once a majestic "god" during its lifetime, but after its death, it was refined by a more powerful "god" into a tool to protect the city, and it lost the most fundamental "right" of the dragon clan's power - the spirit of speech.

Now only this huge body is left, but it is enough to crush almost all living things in the world.

The only things in this world that can cause damage to it, apart from direct hits from strategic weapons, are some high-risk word spirits, or some alchemy artifacts, such as the Seven Deadly Sins.

Its speed in sea water exceeds one hundred kilometers per hour, which is comparable to a torpedo.

Sakurai Akira stretched his dragon wings in the sea water. He didn't have time to try the power of this new body, but the unparalleled confidence of holding power and power overflowed in his chest.

He believes that he can only be faster and stronger than his opponent!

Even though it has the body of a dragon through and through, he can only be considered half-human and half-dragon in a strict sense.

The distance between them is no longer less than a hundred meters.

The huge black shadow advanced impulsively. It was covered in ancient armor, raised its head and let out a silent roar under the sea.

Its vocal cords have rotted into ashes over tens of thousands of years, but from its roaring posture, one can still imagine what a great being it was when it was alive.

Its attack was fierce and heavy, like a mountain pressing down.

Akira Sakurai strolled in the sea water, turned sideways to avoid the heavy blow, and swung the knife casually, with a light and gentle movement, and the alchemy blade left a long and narrow gash on the alchemy corpse.

But the opening of three to four meters is still insignificant to this giant dragon that is tens of meters tall.

The giant dragon jumped out of the sea, carrying thousands of tons of seawater into the sky.

Its wings clearly only have black iron-like wing bones left, but the indescribable power still drags its huge body through the water and into the sky!

It turned around in the air and pressed down on the sea like a mountain.

Those dim golden eyes reflected the small, yet ferocious and beautiful figure below.

Akira Sakurai did not give in this time. The bloody bone wings were spread to the extreme, and the white dragon scales stood up.

He has already activated the [Baqi], obtained a body comparable to the Dragon King, ascended from the earth to heaven, descended from the sky again, and gained the glory of the world!

He has no reason to give in!

The giant dragon roared silently again, its ribs stretched out one by one, like a flower blooming, and countless ghost-toothed dragon vipers rushed out like swarms, sweeping towards Sakurai Akira in a mighty manner!

This giant dragon that has lost the ability to think still retains its hunting skills, which is to attack with all its strength at the most critical moment, by any means necessary!

It swooped with its giant wings, and its rugged wing bones split open the sea water, smashing down like dense blades!

What greets the giant dragon and the ghost-toothed dragon viper is the brilliant and brilliant light of the sword, just like the cherry blossoms raining down on the streets of Tokyo tonight, it is incomparably beautiful.

But underneath this stunning beauty is a powerful and violent murderous intent!

"kill!"

An invisible realm opened around Sakurai Akira, emptying the seawater within ten meters around him!

He roared angrily, and swam upstream in the empty field. His bone wings stretched to their fullest, and his muscles swelled like waves under the white dragon scales. The extended blades of his two knives were ignited to mark an inviolable area in front of him!

There is no skill in the swordsmanship, and there is no trace of any school.

He has never formally learned any swordsmanship, and all the martial arts he masters are skills he has learned on his own through countless life-and-death fights.

At this moment, all he used was pure force and pure speed!

The light of his sword was released like a mountain torrent, unstoppable like a huge avalanche stretching thousands of meters, like the sky falling!

This is the ultimate in speed and power, the most primitive violence!

Countless ghost-toothed dragon vipers were chopped to pieces by his lonely snow-like sword light before they even got close.

He cut open the sea water, cut open the corpse of the huge ancient dragon that fell from the sky, and chopped the jagged wing bones into pieces!

At this moment, a dark, slender "snake" covered in bronze armor lay on its side and swept over!

That was the dragon's tail. After losing its dragon wings, this ancient dragon used its tailbone. When the dragon's tail tore through the sea water, it made a dull buzzing sound. It was supersonic turbulence.

But this dragon's tail, which was powerful enough to smash the ship in mid-section, was blocked by another dragon's tail that was almost the same, but more than ten times smaller.

Akira Sakurai exhaled slowly, and her breathing was so heavy that it seemed as if she had sucked the entire world into her chest.

His dragon transformation continues!

It was no longer just dragon scales and bone wings, but a slender and powerful dragon tail appeared behind him. It was this dragon tail that had easily blocked the sneak attack just now.

Akira Sakurai raised her hand to gently touch her forehead and closed her eyes.

It was obvious that Gu Long was roaring and hissing at him, but he still closed his eyes and lost himself in some kind of aftertaste.

However, in fact, he was suppressing the rioting dragon bloodthirsty gene.

As the dragon transformation intensified, the consciousness originating from the depths of the dragon's blood was devouring him.

Perhaps, this is the price of touching the Dragon King's realm.

He opened his eyes again, and his golden pupils were filled with fierce murderous intent and anger. He would not allow himself to fall before killing the opponent!

Sakurai Ming's face was expressionless. The blades of the two swords in his hands, which extended to three or four meters, expanded rapidly again. The molten gold alchemy field suddenly popped up. He raised his strength to the extreme, and red blood overflowed from under the white dragon scales.

It seems that they are also aware that the next step is to decide the winner.

The ancient dragon retreated slowly, lowered its head and inhaled a huge amount of seawater. The dead cells all over the body were activated. The withered muscles protruded from the bone seams, and the blood vessels emerged under the skin.

It returned from a mummy to a living form, but lost its wings, leaving only a bare tailbone, and a huge heart beating in its open chest.

Both signs of life and death appeared on its body at the same time. The life sealed in the bones by alchemy finally broke free and bloomed like a flower. It once again ascended to the world in the form of a dragon, and was inspired with a blazing fighting spirit.

It spread its wings and roared upwards, taking on the angry look of a giant dragon, and then rushed towards Sakurai Akira.

Along the way, the sea water parted and the air tore apart. At this moment, it became Him again, controlling the violence at the top of the biological chain!

Sakurai Akira's bone wings shook. He held the two swords, slowly put out a knife stand, and slashed out as if they were picked at hand. He swung the heavy sword out with a continuous wave of sword light.

He cut off the sweeping dragon's tail, cut off the giant dragon's flower-like ribs, and cut off the ancient dragon's angry head.

It's as if the unreasonable fate has been cut off in one piece.

The huge body of the ancient dragon passed by Sakurai Akira, and was divided into countless pieces in mid-air and fell straight into the deep sea.

Akira Sakurai put away her sword and stood in the air, slowly closing her eyes.

In an instant.

Between heaven and earth there is only the sound of the ocean tide.

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Driven by the second steam explosion, the shell of the deep submersible was like a cracked egg, with cracks extending to every corner. The sound of metal tearing and curling was heart-wrenching, followed by a "plop" sound. Then there was the sound of surging fluid.

"Did you hear that?" Caesar asked in a low voice.

"Of course, it was expected." Chu Zihang also whispered, "It's a miracle that this deep submersible can last until now."

"Can't you handle your alchemy field anymore?"

"Yeah." Chu Zihang took a deep breath and placed the holy sword horizontally on his lap without explaining too much.

He put on a diving helmet on himself, threw it to Yuan Zhisheng and Caesar respectively, looked at the data on the dashboard and said: "There are still two hundred meters, and we have to swim up on our own."

"Diving? I'm good at this. Follow me." Caesar threw away his diving helmet confidently. With his ability to hold his breath, two hundred meters was more than enough.

Yuan Zhisheng's eyes revealed hidden worries. What he was worried about now was not the broken submersible, but the corpse guard group.

The outer shell made a terrifying tearing sound, the portholes collapsed, huge water pressure acted directly on the inner shell, and the resin portholes deformed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The three of them looked at each other one last time and nodded to each other.

Then turbulent sea water poured into the cockpit.

The three people instantly jumped out of the broken cockpit from different directions and swam to the sea as freely as fish.

A few minutes later, Yuan Zhisheng broke through the sea. The last remaining Xumizuo was still operating at full power. The huge projection light instantly locked onto Yuan Zhisheng who was exposed on the sea.

"Young Master! It's Young Master! Bastards, put down your guns!"

"Quick, quick, quick! Get the young master up!"

"Medical team, medical team! Let the medical team prepare!"

"Plop! Plop! Plop!"

For a moment, there was chaos on the Xumi Seat. Crows, Yashas and Sakura jumped into the sea water almost instantly and gathered from all directions, surrounding Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng looked at the tragic situation on the Xumizuo and remained silent in the sea for a long time.

He took a deep breath, gathered his energy and asked in a deep voice: "The corpse guards have gone to the northeast, has my support arrived?"

"We'll be there soon!" Sakura replied quickly, "But with all due respect, we have lost track of the Corpse Guard Group and it is difficult to find their location in the sea."

"There is no need to look for them. They will definitely come ashore to search for blood food. Let us set up defenses along the coast. We must not let any corpse guards enter the city!" Yuan Zhisheng's tone was irrefutable.

"By the way, Caesar and Chu Zihang are still behind me..."

He suddenly froze.

The two people were indeed behind him before, and he was leading the way. He was originally planning to go ashore and laugh at a man who had previously claimed to ask everyone to follow him.

But now...

Yuan Zhisheng looked back and saw the sea rising and falling with the night wind, as calm as if nothing happened tonight.

These two guys... ran away.

"Nothing, let's go up." Yuan Zhisheng said softly,

Run, it doesn't matter if you run away. If you don't run, I really don't know how to deal with these two guys. After all, our family and the college have been completely separated.

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"Hey, hey, hey! You guy, are you out of strength?"

Caesar supported Chu Zihang with one hand, and his other arm powerfully cut through the water and swam forward.

The reason why they fell behind Yuan Zhisheng before was not only to sneak away, but also because Chu Zihang was out of strength and in extremely poor physical condition.

Chu Zihang asked in a low voice: "Our current location is about 100 kilometers away from the nearest coastline. Can you hold on?"

The two full-power explosions of [Jun Yan] and the final activation of the alchemical field attached to the holy sword were a huge burden on him, but the biggest burden was to enter the Lenin!

He made an astonishing discovery on the Lenin and paid a huge price for it. Without the holy sword, he would have been contaminated.

"One hundred kilometers..." Caesar muttered, "If I don't have you as a drag, I can still try."

With his physical fitness, he can swim five thousand meters in one hour, but it would take 20 hours to swim 100 kilometers. This is also a big challenge for his physical fitness, especially Chu Zihang.

But that's what he said, this guy put his arm on Chu Zihang's arm but didn't move at all.

His pride would not allow him to let go of his companion at this juncture.

"In the future you saw, how did we return to Tokyo?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

Caesar was stunned for a moment and said hesitantly: "In my dream, I was fished out by a fishing boat. As for you, I don't know. I was in a coma at the time, but now I am very conscious. The future line has changed."

"Now what?"

"I don't know. Maybe later we will find a ship that no one wants."

"...How likely is it?" Chu Zihang suddenly asked.

"About 0.1 percent?"

"So that thing is 0.1% of yours?" Chu Zihang raised his hand and pointed to their left side.

Caesar turned his head in confusion, and saw a white ship rising and falling with the waves.

Caesar raised his hand and rubbed his eyes in disbelief, wondering if it was his imagination.

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central control room.

Schneider punched the table hard.

Manstein dropped his arm and dropped the microphone.

On the huge three-dimensional simulated map in the projection, there is a field of green light spots, each with a number, which is the contact person of the execution department all over the world.

The college has spent decades building this network, and most graduates of each class are sent to serve as commissioners around the world.

Some of them are hidden inside the Pentagon and serve as intelligence analysts. It is too easy to get that kind of position with a mixed-race IQ.

Some enter research institutes to engage in cutting-edge research and collect scientific and technological information.

There is a guy who founded a new social networking company with hundreds of millions of users. Those users post photos and write diaries in their own space every day, such as "I went to a nightclub today to pick up girls, and I met my dad there by chance." This guy sifts through this massive amount of information to find information related to dragons...

Of course, there are also those unlucky guys who are sent to uninhabited islands in the Pacific to live with the local tribesmen in order to guard the abandoned dragon tombs on the island.

Every time people from the college visited him, they could see him wearing coconut shell underwear, slapping his buttocks and dancing with the tribesmen around the bonfire. It is said that he has been wearing those since all the underwear he brought with him were scratched.

The officer visiting him asked if he needed any extra supplies, such as some sturdy underwear. The officer said forget it. It's not fashionable to wear underwear here and the Broly girls won't like it. You can do it if it's convenient. Can you bring me some fennel? I put fennel in my coconut shell underwear, and it will exude masculine charm, and then there will be many tribal girls willing to spend the night with me!

But no matter where you are in the world, staying connected is the top priority.

The commissioner on the Pacific island would charge his communication device by riding his bicycle every day, so as to ensure that he could talk to the college once a day.

However, at this moment, the light spots on the map went out one after another.

Norma's voice read out their numbers in a monotone:

"J0234, off-line."

"J0177, off-line."

"J9547, off-line."

The communication between the commissioner whose number was read and the college headquarters was interrupted.

"Off-line", offline state, but for Norma, this is not just as simple as the phone being out of battery.

The scope of Norma's surveillance is some areas around the world with information systems. Emails, mobile phone networks, credit card information, and postal networks are all under her surveillance. Only when she cannot contact a person by any means, will she Determined as "off-line".

It almost never happened that she lost track of someone.

Usually when it is judged as "off-line", it means that the person is dead.

What is happening now is unprecedented since the day Norma was born. Hundreds of specialists, thousands of communication channels, and tens of thousands of accounts have been "cut off" from Norma's system.

Each number begins with "J", which is the initial letter of "Japan", and all these numbers come from the Japanese division.

The last point of light on the Japanese archipelago went out, and the entire area became blank.

"Japan is out of control!" Schneider said hoarsely.