The evil forces roaming the heavens

Chapter 652 Dragon Slayer!
Valyria ruins, dragon nest,
Zhang Cheng never dreamed that he would encounter a sleeping dragon here.

If he knew, he would definitely blow the whistle in front of the cave and order the Krieg soldiers to charge!

After all, the glory they have been looking forward to for a long time is right before their eyes!
Hiding in a corner, Zhang Cheng listened to the heavy dragon breath, and his pupils could not help but flicker.
If the dragon could fly, he would definitely not be able to defeat it. After all, Zhang has not yet learned to fly. So, now is his only chance to become a dragon slayer!

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng showed a bloodthirsty smile, pulled out the Purple Star and the Valyrian steel sword that Krieg had found, and rushed out directly.
Seeing that the little bug in front of him was actually trying to challenge him, the dragon immediately opened its bloody mouth.
"boom!"

The scorching flames swept over and immediately covered Zhang Cheng.

But at this moment, Zhang Cheng pulled out his shield and stood in front of him, feeling the burning pain and said, "Ah!"

"Oh!"

Rushing out of the dragon flame, Zhang Cheng quickly jumped onto the stone wall next to him, then leaped up to the top of the dragon's head.

Just as Zhang Cheng fiercely thrust the Valyrian steel sword and the purple star into it, the dragon also struggled and roared.

The surrounding mountains began to crack, and rocks continued to fall from above.

Seeing the giant dragon trying to flap its wings and escape, Zhang Cheng fiercely held his two swords and ran backwards.
As the giant dragon leaped up, Zhang Cheng felt his body tilting uncontrollably, but he held on tightly to avoid falling from the sky.
"boom!"

The huge dragon soared into the sky and immediately began to spin in the air.

Looking up in astonishment, the Krieg soldiers were stunned and immediately rushed over as if they had discovered some treasure.

But when they arrived, the dragon had already flown into the sky.
Feeling the strong pressure in the air, Zhang Cheng struggled to get up, muttering: "Damn long-winged lizard, who do you think I am? I am Zhang Cheng!"

As he spoke, Zhang Cheng barely managed to keep his body together, then drew out two swords and leaped straight to the left.

Just when the dragon realized something was wrong, he looked back and saw a shocking scene.
Holding two swords, Zhang Cheng chopped fiercely and directly cut off its dragon wings.

"Wow!"

Blood fell from the sky like heavy rain.
The giant dragon, having lost its power, also began to dive towards the ground and smashed straight down.
"boom!"

The body hit the ground heavily, causing a deep pit.
Just as the dust was spreading all around, Zhang Cheng staggered out, his face covered in blood.
Wiping the blood, Zhang Cheng licked his lips and said, "Is this dragon blood? It doesn't look very tasty!"

"Roar!"

As if uttering a mournful cry, the dragon raised its head and roared.

Running in front of the giant dragon, Zhang Cheng stared at it with a scornful look, then jumped up and said, "Goodbye!"

Holding the purple star through the dragon's forehead, Zhang Cheng could not help but spin.
"Pfft!"

Blood spilled on his cheeks. Zhang Cheng pulled it out and watched the dragon roar wildly, spewing flames around it.

Time passed by minute by minute, and at the moment when the giant dragon fell, Zhang Cheng half-knelt down with the purple star and the Valyrian steel sword.
Although the fight in the air just now was not very long, the sense of oppression it brought was too strong.

Zhang Cheng swore that the next time he fought a flying thing, he would definitely bring a Katyusha or a Stinger missile!
Just after Zhang Cheng completed the dragon-slaying act, the Krieg soldiers who arrived late looked at this scene with looks of astonishment on their faces, because they actually missed such a good thing!
Facing the gazes from the Krieg soldiers, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but say, "Why are you looking at me? I am the dragon slayer now? Not you!"

After hearing Zhang Cheng's words, the Krieg soldiers left with gloomy faces.
Looking at the giant dragon in front of him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but look at it.

Zhang Cheng hadn’t noticed it during the fight just now, but now thinking about it, this giant dragon should be more than 150 years old, right?
It can be considered an old dragon, but it is precisely because of this that its size is so terrifying.
If it were any other time, Zhang Cheng would never rush up to fight it head-on, after all, this thing is really big!
Looking at the huge body that was more than 150 meters long, Zhang Cheng immediately swallowed his saliva and said, "It will probably take a long time to finish eating this thing!"

But at this moment, Zhang Cheng stepped forward and reached into the dragon's brow. After a while, he dug out something.
Looking at the bloodstone in his palm, Zhang Cheng frowned and said, "This thing is what stopped me from piercing my brain just now, right?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Cheng crushed it, but as a ball of bright red blood gradually wrapped around his hand, he couldn't help but exclaimed: "What is this? Blood magic?"

However, just as the power of the bloodstone dissipated in his arm, Zhang Cheng discovered that there seemed to be something extra in his mind.
"These are Valyrian, and the genes for blood magic?"

Thinking of the "power" that Berserker had brought to him, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but smile and said, "So the fastest way to become powerful is to slay a dragon?"

Stretching out his left hand, Zhang Cheng experienced the power of blood magic. He saw the blood that was originally flowing on the ground gradually condense.

When Zhang Cheng was controlling it, he found that the power was extremely weak.

“What a useless power!”

Dispelling the blood magic, Zhang Cheng looked at the blood spilling on the ground again, with a look of disgust on his face.
For Westerners, blood magic may be black magic, or even taboo!

But for Zhang Cheng, power itself is neither good nor evil!

After all, after the recovery of spiritual power, there are tens of thousands of cultivators on Earth, and half of them are magic cultivators from the Far East!
With Voldemort's level, if he came to the Far East, he would most likely be accused of being an undercover agent of the righteous path!

After all, you only have a few people? You dare to call yourself a villain. Doesn't this discredit the demon cultivators?
Voldemort: I killed many people, more than a dozen!
Demonic cultivator: No wonder you are bald, it turns out you are a Buddhist!

Zhang Cheng: If the demon cultivators don’t work hard, we can be brothers in the Human Emperor Banner!

The blood and fire of Valyria share the same origin. After he mastered dragon slaying, he now had a clear judgment, that was the gene he guessed!

Because blood magic itself can be inherited, it’s just somewhat obvious!

For example, the Targaryen family, their silver hair is their symbol.
Zhang Cheng guessed that the reason why Long was close to the Targaryen family was because of blood magic. After all, both sides came from the same origin!

With a gleam in his eyes, Zhang Cheng took out the blood magic book he had read before. The strange symbols on it had gradually turned into a language he was familiar with.
Looking at everything above, Zhang Cheng couldn't help but squint his eyes and said: "So this is the real purpose of blood magic? I never thought that this thing is so interesting!"

Valyria was able to create dragons, so why couldn't he use blood magic to create his own legion?
However, when Zhang Cheng thought about the experiments required, he felt a headache, because the people of Braavos were in trouble!

Braavos: Don't come over here!
"Blood and fire have the same origin? Hahahaha!"

Looking at the blood magic book in his hand, Zhang Cheng memorized it and threw it directly into the burning flame.

After all, if this thing is seen by the Targaryen family, it will be troublesome!

(End of this chapter)