Dragon Clan, Lu Mingfei wants to reach a perfect ending

The dragon servant opened his huge mouth, and Finkel could clearly see a red energy ball spinning at high speed in his mouth.

The next moment, scorching dragon flame shot out from his mouth.

The crimson energy sphere shot towards Finkel like an arrow, quickly and accurately, leaving a crimson trail in the cold sea water.

The crimson energy sphere rushing towards him was reflected in Finkel's golden eyes.

Faced with this devastating attack, what appeared in his eyes was not fear, but a kind of hysterical madness.

"Yes, it is this kind of power. This kind of power makes him look like a dragon king."

Finkel's burning golden eyes flashed rapidly. This was because he was rapidly drawing power from his dragon blood to release the Spirit of Words, causing the golden eyes to become unstable.

"This time, I won't run away again. I must see if I can tear you into pieces after turning into a monster!"

Finkel screamed madly, and the expression on his face looked hysterical because of his madness.

"Die!" Finkel's crazy voice just came out.

The huge crimson energy sphere hit Finkel's spherical space head-on. The crimson light bloomed everywhere at that moment, occupying the color of the entire deep sea.

It was as if a huge firework was released at the bottom of the Yangtze River.

This dazzling light enveloped the entire seabed, and the sea water boiled wherever the light reached, just like the reality of burning mountains and boiling seas in myths and legends.

"Fingal, Finkel, are you okay? What happened just now?"

Jiude Mai, who was on the cliff, also saw the intense bright light coming from the bottom of the sea through the sniper scope, and felt the earth-shaking vibration coming from the bottom of the river.

An attack of this magnitude could not be launched by a hybrid, so the answer was very obvious: this attack came from the chasing dragon servant.

Even as bystanders, the power they felt was so terrifying that they couldn't imagine what it would be like for Finkel to face this attack head-on.

There was no sound coming from Finkel's headset, as if the worst ending had already been presented to everyone.

"It's over." Even though Professor Mans was on the surface of the sea, he could still feel the burning sensation of the attack coming from the deep sea.

In the face of such an attack, even the most advanced armor today would be no more than a wooden board and would be easily penetrated.

"Selma, tell the principal to come as soon as possible, and bring as many large weapons as possible. We cannot let this horrible creature survive."

Professor Mance wiped his face and wiped away the raindrops.

At this moment, the seriousness in his eyes was no longer there, but a fearlessness of facing death.

At this moment, everyone on the boat was silent. They knew that the professor had planned to sacrifice himself, but they all followed Professor Mans' instructions.

But the next moment, a stronger wave came from the deep sea, shaking the Moniach.

In the dragon servant's terrified golden eyes, a huge crack appeared in the center of the dragon flame that burned everything.

It was as if a giant hand was tearing him apart, revealing Finkel's body that had been burned black, but his golden eyes were still as bright as ever.

The complicated dragon chanting resounded around Finkel. The invisible force broke through the obstruction of Long Yan and then rushed towards the dragon servant with unstoppable force.

This force seemed to condense into a giant blade in the void, slashing towards the dragon servant with the momentum of a mountain pressing down on his head.

There was no longer any disdain or anger in Long Shi's eyes at this moment, but instead they were filled with fear.

His heart kept sending him warnings, but no matter how wide his golden eyes opened, he could not see where such an attack came from.

His heart was telling him that there was an attack coming towards him like that of a monarch, trying to kill him right here.

Fear, unwillingness, and many other emotions intertwined in his heart. He turned around and swam backwards. His huge dragon body was extremely flexible at this moment, and he moved hundreds of meters in an instant.

But no matter what he did, he could not stop the attack from falling on him, because this was a judgment from the superior, and even as a monarch, he could only resist it.

The black scales that were once extremely hard were now like fragile cakes and were easily torn apart by the attack, revealing the bright red flesh inside.

Not only that, this force was still penetrating deeper, turning out the flesh and blood within his scales, revealing the thick spine inside.

A huge amount of blood gushed out from the huge wound, instantly dyeing the surrounding sea water red.

"Don't worry, the Flame Dragon Slayer won't die so easily. A man with a family will never die on his way home. This is his promise to his girl."

Finkel's voice came from the headset. Although he was alone, his voice carried the momentum of an army of thousands.

Because he had just released the Spirit of Words, Finkel's golden eyes were slightly dim at this moment.

Because of this, he also knew what kind of word spirit he had just released.

Although his Bronze Throne was more qualified than Jun Yan to be called a high-risk Word Spirit, it was not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of the Word Spirit Judgment with a three-digit serial number.

Finkel even felt that if the attack just now was released on the Dragon King of Greenland, it would be able to tear open his seemingly hard scales and shred his disdainful mask.

The dragon servant who was hit by Finkel's judgment just now had half of his body almost broken.

There was a deep crack in the huge spine, as if the entire body would break apart in the next moment.

But what was different from his poor physical condition at this moment was that the fiery golden color in his huge pupils did not increase but decreased.

The blood that was already rapidly draining from the wound was draining even faster, and even the huge body was shriveling at a speed visible to the naked eye, looking even more listless.

But Finkel, who was on the opposite side, knew that although the dragon servant was fatally injured after taking the judgment, with the dragon clan's strong physical fitness, he could survive by escaping.

All his actions now were not to follow the biological instinct to survive, but to overcome his own instinct to use his own life to fulfill his duty to Finkel and kill Finkel here.

It is hard to imagine what the word that the dragon servant is trying so hard to activate is. Finkel doesn't want to know what this word is. Curiosity kills the cat, and sometimes it kills people.

He has a girl waiting for him to come home, so he must survive this battle.

"Go to hell." Finkel uttered two words softly, and the power of the words instantly descended upon the dragon servant.

The scales on the dragon servant's neck were instantly crushed by this force. Although he resisted hard, wanting to delay the time to release the word spirit for a moment, it was useless under the judgment of fate.

He could only watch helplessly as the butcher knife of judgment chopped towards his head, tearing his dragon head and body apart bit by bit.

"Roar." Unlike the previous angry roar, this one was a wail, filled with endless unwillingness. It was obvious that he could complete his duty with just a little more time.

He could have killed this despicable thief right here, but under the judgment of fate he could only wait for death to come.

The last loud roar shook the bottom of the river. The next moment, the dragon's head and body were torn apart, and the huge dragon servant lost all life.

Only a huge dragon head and a headless body were left, slowly sinking down and falling into the deepest ravine at the bottom of the river.