Dragon Clan: Little Dragon Man Changes Job to Food Hunter

Chapter 120: Road to the Temple
"Let's not talk about this. Long legs, be careful."

Su Enxi looked solemn: "This level of Word Spirit can at least get a B+ Deadpool, and there may be more than one."

Jude Mai nodded lazily.

"Yes, that's right. Their team may have already sneaked into the Bronze City. If there is any problem, I will find the chariot in the front. It's just a good opportunity to see if our little white rabbit has made any progress."

Jiude Mai was a little confused: "I have another question. Aren't the two dragon kings already in the academy? Are you taking Constantine back to her mother's home?"

Su Enxi spat out a mouthful of water: "No, why did you use the term "going back to my mother's home"?!"

Jiude Mai raised the corner of her mouth and said, "Okay, babysitters who wear jeans that can make a swimming ring out of them, stop talking. Frontline reporters have to work."

Jiude Mai continued to dive deeper, and Lu Zao also explained the reasons for his previous judgment to the team members.

Constantine was very unhappy and wanted Chu Zihang to burn down the whole place.

Because Chu Zihang said that his house was likely robbed.

Constantine's rationality, to be more precise, came from the fact that the Dragon King's desire for destruction defeated his appetite and occupied the high ground. For the first time, IQ played a huge role.

Led by Constantine, the three arrived at the entrance of the Bronze City. It was a huge gate with a human face with a wide-open mouth. The exquisite carvings were rough, violent and elegant.

Constantine shouted angrily: "Chu Zihang rushed in and used my arm to hit the bastards who broke into my house!"

Lu Zao pressed the call button: "Professor, the gate of Bronze City is open."

Mance frowned. "I see. This is the gate guarded by a 'living spirit'. It cannot be opened without a high-purity bloodline as a certification."

Apart from the "Key" from the academy, are there other people with bloodline of this level?
Lu Zao nodded: "Well, let's go in."

Mance: ???
"Wait a minute, I'm not sure what's going on in there!"

Lu Zao laughed and said, "Captain, this is a huge secret of the world. At this time, do we have to wait for the people ahead to fish out all the fish before we go and beg for more?"

Mans took a deep breath and said, "Understood. Keep in touch. I have already requested fire support from the academy. Be careful when you encounter the enemy and put your own safety first."

"Call ended, good luck to everyone."

Watching the two groups enter the bronze door, Selma put on the headset and looked at Mance.

"Professor, is there anyone in this world who can grasp more information than the academy?"

Mans nodded: "Some things are inconvenient to talk about, but this question is undoubtedly certain. The Academy's information on the dragon race is not omniscient."

Selma was puzzled: "Then why don't they find a time to explore secretly? It doesn't make sense for them to wait until we take action before they take the lead."

"After all, they entered the target area first, which proves that they did not treat us as sacrifices for exploration, but have an extraordinary understanding of the target area."

"From a religious theological perspective, is it some kind of fate or something like that? Or is it that the auspicious time for the academy to take action is the right time?"

Mans sneered: "No matter which country's cultural system the auspicious date is based on, the one sent by the academy this time is a sword that is enough to cut off fate!"

"Contact the academy for support. We may not be able to help a strong enemy, but we must protect our current base. We cannot let my students have no place to land."

For the first time, Mance felt that Caesar was a man who could see the truth clearly. No matter how difficult it was to transport them, they should have stored more weapons in the cabin!

Mance felt that his students were the swords that cut off fate, but the four people below thought more simply.

The foursome were filled with murderous intent, including the Dragon King who was clamoring to break all the bones of the enemy and then burn them to death with fire.

Someone is trying to steal our food, and is trying to steal the new food that may exist in the target area?

kill!

Lu Zao said with an old face: "Caesar, I'll hand over the communication mission to you, is that ok?"

Caesar nodded: "Understood."

Originally they had Constantine, so this time the search for food was at most time-consuming and laborious, and it was still a relatively normal way of capturing food.

However, due to the involvement of third-party members, let alone capturing the food, what if they fail to see that it is food and destroy it with a slap?

Chu Zihang needs to communicate with Constantine. As the main battle tank, Lu Mingfei is always ready to move forward and take the damage, so it is most appropriate to hand over the communication task to himself. Old Lu is determined to kill everyone.

As I stepped into the Gate of Living Spirits, the surrounding water quickly dropped as if the tide had receded, barely covering my ankles.

"We have entered the Bronze City, where there is breathable oxygen."

Chu Zihang said calmly: "There should be some alchemical matrix on the living spirit. The amount of water we are currently exposed to is more like the residue after the drainage of Bronze City."

Caesar whistled, "Look ahead, brothers. If I remember correctly, this thing seems to be called the Temple Road?"

In front of the four people is the "straight road", and on both sides of the straight upward road stand bronze prime ministers with human bodies and snakes, holding scepters of different shapes in their hands.

The snake pupils on the sculptures did not look downward, but instead stared at each other expressionlessly across the straight path, as if they did not care at all about any creature that needed to walk on this straight path.

Chu Zihang ended the call and opened his helmet. After confirming that everything was correct, he signaled others to do the same and reminded them to close the oxygen valve.

Chu Zihang observed and nodded: "Yes, this is the road to the temple in the textbook."

"In ancient times, humans took this route to meet the Dragon King. The scepters they hold are not cut corners, but represent the Dragon King's authority. The different styles are actually like displaying an arsenal."

"There is no doubt that what is displayed here is either a magical weapon made by the Dragon King, or the Dragon King has absolute control over a certain type of metal."

"The difference in style is actually a form of design. Any difference in the line of sight will have a stronger psychological deterrent effect on creatures walking along this straight path, and will allow them to more directly see the majesty of the Dragon King."

Chu Zihang gestured the size of the snake-headed human statue, and then compared it with his own height.

"Do you understand? It's a little psychological trick that uses rituals. The builder should have deliberately built this straight road to highlight the majesty of the Dragon King, or to flatter the dragon."

"This straight road is to deepen the feeling of 'everything you have belongs to me, and your life also belongs to me' for the creatures walking on it."

Lu Mingfei was more honest: "Can I take this thing away? Something made for the Dragon King shouldn't be a hollow, shoddy project. Let alone a cultural relic, it's worth some money if sold by the pound."

(End of this chapter)