Simultaneous travel: I am rampant in the domestic area

Chapter 130: Daqin Sharp Warriors (4k)

“It’s a big guy indeed.”

The smile on Zhu Lang's face was a little stiff. This was the legendary main god in Norse mythology.

According to the comparison between the myths of various countries and the history of dragons, the guy in front of him is likely to be a noble first-generation species, or even a high-ranking dragon with a noble title.

"Don't panic," Zhou Sui said in a deep voice. The dragon spirit in the Dragon Slaying Platform was still asleep, which meant that it wasn't a powerful second-generation, first-level dragon. If it was only a third-generation dragon or lower, they might have a chance to escape. "Russell, buy me some time. Alang, take the others away from here first."

"Okay." Zhu Lang didn't hesitate and turned around while responding.

The only person present who was qualified to fight against pure-blooded dragons was Zhou Sui, who was holding the Dragon Slaying Platform. All he could do now was to take the non-combatants behind him as far away as possible.

However, the next second after Zhou Sui pulled out the Dragon-Slaying Platform, a golden light suddenly appeared from the soles of her and Zhu Lang's feet.

"This is it!" Zhou Sui's pupils shrank suddenly. Before she could react, the cracks opened and closed, and Zhou Sui and Zhu Lang disappeared.

【True Word Art: Golden Light】

"Girl from the Zhou family, I can't let you cause trouble."

On the rooftop of a tall building not far from the hot pot restaurant, the scroll in Ying Jiao's hand spontaneously combusted without fire and dissipated into green smoke. Now, he was burly and strong, with convex bones and scales, and a pair of dragon wings behind him with folded wing membranes.

Using one of the Nine Cauldrons used for Zhou Dynasty sacrifices to summon the sky, that is, Odin's incarnation, was originally a means for the Ying family to test Russell, and naturally it was impossible for outsiders to disturb them.

As for the remaining boy, girl and child, it doesn't matter.

"What was that just now?" Russell looked at the place where Zhou Sui disappeared. He felt the breath of the Word Spirit. There was actually something that could tear apart the Nibelung.

"The Word Spirit Formation Diagram." Xia Mi took a deep breath and looked around inconspicuously for traces of Ying Jiao.

It was this smell that brought her the Black Ice Platform she had created and the Qin Warriors she had assembled. She had never expected that after more than two thousand years, there was still this little guy alive.

"He is the winner. I will see if I can find him. I will leave the battle to you and I will play as a support." Xia Mi slowly retreated behind Constantine in a panic. Constantine looked back at Xia Mi with a look of contempt.

Xia Mi acted as if she didn't see it.

Are you kidding? Only the complete Norton can challenge Odin, who has complete power, in the Bronze City. It's not shameful for her to be scared.

"I'll go first." Old Tang stepped forward with a gloomy expression. For some reason, he felt that when he faced Odin, the most intuitive feeling in his heart was not the fear of facing the unknown, nor the excitement brought by the surge of adrenaline, but anger and sadness.

He didn't understand what he was angry about, nor why he was sad.

He only knew that what he wanted most now was to vent.

"Mortal, retreat now, and let bygones be bygones." Odin's voice was as heavy as the grinding of rocks, but he had no intention of fighting and tried to negotiate.

Old Tang chuckled, his pupils transformed into vertical pupils, and dark black scales spread outward from his spine.

Various dragon characteristics began to appear on his body one after another. His whole body was covered with iron-blue scales, bony protrusions appeared on his forehead and jaw, his knees were bent backwards, and his golden eyes were as hot and brilliant as the lava from the earth's core.

He stretched out his hand to his side, and an indescribable temperature rose in his palm. Metal was born out of thin air in this area, electric current penetrated the air, and the scorching light of flames shone from within the metal, and the metal made a cheerful chirping sound.

Primitive spirituality grew within them, making them look like elves made of flames and metal. Countless fire elves gathered in Old Tang's hands, vaguely outlining the prototypes of several ferocious weapons that were still emitting a scorching red glow.

The next moment, he reached his hand into the huge fireball formed by magma, as if he was grasping something, and pulled it out suddenly.

Seven long swords of various shapes surrounded him and were driven by him.

[Word Spirit: Heaven and Earth as a Furnace]

The famous Han Dynasty fu poem "Ode to the Peng Bird" contains the following: "Heaven and earth are the furnace, nature is the craftsman; yin and yang are the charcoal, and all things are the copper."

This is a symbol of the great creative power of the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

The negotiations failed, and the only remaining eye behind Odin's mask revealed his ferocity. His eight-legged horse "Sleipnis" approached him at high speed with the sound of thundering hooves.

As the saying goes, they are the vanguards of the king. The group of deadpools who were originally crawling on the spot now followed their king and began to charge. They screamed, and the sound was like metal being torn and glass being crushed.

In the rain, the figures of the Deadpools twisted and overlapped, like countless pale hands waving in the darkness.

Behind Old Tang, Constantine stretched out his right hand, and twelve bronze pillars rose from the rainstorm, with liquid flames flowing on the surface. The liquid flames rushed along the bronze pillars, and tens of thousands of deadpools were wiped out in an instant.

When kings fight each other, lowly slaves don’t even have the qualifications to watch the battle. Any ant who tries to interfere in the battle between kings will be burned by the tyrannical flames!

【Word Spirit·Royal Power】

Xia Mi stood still, and the gravity field suddenly descended, and the eight-legged Pegasus Sleipnir let out a painful roar.

Old Tang casually swung his sword, and Sleipnis's headless body fell to the side of the road.

The two inhuman monsters were fighting at a speed unseen by the naked eye, their swords and guns colliding in the air, leaving behind clouds of sparks.

Both sides were repeatedly injured, all of which were fatal to the internal organs and bones, but their powerful regenerative ability was always at work, repairing the broken tendons, bones and internal organs, forcing them to reassemble so that they could once again engage in brutal battles.

The dense and high-pitched drumbeats were so obvious on the deserted overpass; it was the sound of their heartbeats.

Threads of destiny continued to emerge on Kungunir, but they were incinerated by the extremely high temperature the moment they approached Old Tang.

Clang!
There was a crisp sound of swords clashing, and Old Tang took the opportunity to use the force to leap into the air. Black flames surrounded his body, and his domain was completely released.

Xia Mi was always paying attention to the battlefield. At the same time, she clenched her hands. In the center of her palms, the narrow space seemed to be breeding a tropical storm. The eye of the storm was swallowing up all the air, and the air pressure in other places was dropping rapidly. Tons of oxygen were concentrating between her palms.

【Word Spirit·Jun Yan】

[Word Spirit: Eyes of the Wind King]

The raging flames mixed with tons of oxygen, the wind fueled the fire, and the fire took advantage of the wind's power. The spiral fire tornado pinned Odin to the ground.

Constantine spread his arms, the asphalt road surface instantly boiled, thousands of bronze spears pierced the earth's crust, the King's Flame Realm and the bronze throne produced elemental resonance, dark red Sanskrit chains stretched out from the void, tightly binding Odin's limbs.

【Word Spirit·Fire】

As Old Tang finished chanting, an incandescent pillar of fire with a diameter of more than 20 meters fell from the sky, distorting even the space wherever it passed.

Odin, who was bearing the extreme flames head-on, roared, and blood-red thunder burst out of his one eye, and the entire Nibelung began to vibrate at a high frequency.

The shattered viaduct began to recover, the melted asphalt solidified, the twisted steel bars returned to their original positions, and even the evaporated water flowed back into the sky. He was trying to reconstruct the Nibelungen.

Xia Mi snorted softly, and swung the tip of the Death Scythe in her hand, piercing through Odin's head and revealing a mask surrounded by azure text.

In an instant, the vision in the Nibelungenli disappeared, leaving only a soulless dried corpse.

"Should we kill the big boss?" Old Tang squinted his eyes and stared at the remaining corpse of Odin for a while, and said excitedly.

"It's just a clone." Xia Mi poured cold water on him, but she couldn't hide the smile on her face.

She looked at the mask in her hand. With this thing, she could open all of Odin's Nibelungs and even use it to reversely lock Odin's position.

The Ying family did a good thing after all.

On the other side, Ying Jiao, who witnessed the end of the battle, put away the bronze tripod and other alchemical tools and prepared to leave.

There was a mistake in the plan. No one would have thought that there would be such a strong man around Russell who could wrestle with Odin's clone.

Based on Old Tang's control over the furnace of heaven and earth, he guessed that the other party should be a second-generation "Marquis" in the bloodline of the Bronze and Fire King, but it didn't matter. As long as the other party did not cause great harm to mankind, he would not care.

The next step is to report to the general, lie in wait here, and wait for the next opportunity.

However, Ying Jiao waited and waited, but the Nibelungen did not dissipate. He looked around in confusion, and then he suddenly understood.

Because at the door of the barbecue restaurant, Russell and others were staring at him with smiles on their faces.

Did you spot me? It seems there are also descendants of the Prime Minister or Chang'an Jun present.

Ying Jiao did not show any fear. Relying on his indestructible dragon-like body, he jumped down from the 30th floor and landed directly in front of everyone.

His method of unloading force was extremely clever. The acceleration at this height and the strength of his scales meant that he didn't cause much damage when he landed.

Xia Mi curled her lips. These skills were all taught by her. The Black Ice Platform she created became a sharp sword in Ying Zheng's hand that pierced her chest.

"I think Mr. Ying, you should give us an explanation." Russell looked at Ying Jiao, a little surprised at his current state.

From the breath that Taotie fed back to him, even though the actual combat power was inferior, in terms of bloodline concentration alone, Ying Jiao was almost comparable to the sub-dragon he met on Luming Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing.

"I really can't explain the reason." The scales on Ying Jiao's body fell off with a crackling sound, and the hideous bone spurs began to retract. In a moment, he turned back into the handsome young man he used to be.

"That's fine. After Mr. Ying dies, we can just read his soul directly." Russell waved his hand.

Old Tang, Xia Mi, and Constantine immediately surrounded him. Ying Jiao's calm face finally showed a different expression: "Wait a minute."

……

Ten minutes later, the Nibelungen suppression was lifted, and Russell and others returned to the barbecue restaurant, where they met Zhou Sui and Zhu Lang who were anxiously waiting there.

At the same time, on the Aegean Megan ferry, Pompey shook his champagne glass, letting the amber bubbles burst in the sun, his mind and eyes filled with the girls in bikinis playing on the teak deck.

Suddenly, the sound of shattering glass in his ears made Pompey's movements pause slightly.

"Huh?" Pompey frowned slightly, then quickly returned to normal. Even the waiter closest to him failed to notice the change in his expression.

Just now, he felt that one of his clones had disappeared, but he did not receive the memory of that clone.

Which brother or sister attacked him?

Jörmungandr? The name flashed through Pompey's mind, and then he decisively eliminated her.

She has neither the courage nor the ability.

Fenrir was too stupid. Constantine's bone bottle was still in Ange's hands. The brothers Egil and Njord were just killed by him not long ago and are still waiting to transform into cocoons. Norton...

Only Norton left.

My dear brother, are you angry because I revealed Constantine's location?

"Honey, what are you thinking about?" The blonde model came closer wrapped in the sea breeze, her bronze skin still covered with fine salt grains.

"I'm thinking about how to spend a wonderful night with the most agile female leopard on this cruise ship." He smiled and kissed the wave pattern on her collarbone. The tip of his tongue tasted the salty sea water. His index finger moved, and then he turned the model's body over and bit open the swimsuit straps at the back of her neck.

……

"The Ying family has gone too far this time." After listening to Russell's explanation of the incident, Zhou Sui was furious.

Zhu Lang's face didn't look good either.

Just because of an unfounded guess, the owned Nibelung was released in a second-tier city. If one is not careful, no one knows how many casualties it will cause.

According to Russell, the Qin family believed that he was an orphan of the Qin family, so they opened a secret realm and took Russell away, wanting to see if he could resonate with the Qin family's alchemy heritage at the moment of life and death. Naturally, the result was a failure.

"Do you know where that guy is now?" Zhou Sui asked.

Russell shrugged. "We entered the Nibelungen through different entrances. There's no way to pinpoint his location."

嗯，此乃谎言。

Ying Jiao is now lying in Xia Mi's Nibelungen.

"Don't worry, Russell. I will report this to Lord Wa and will give you an explanation." Zhou Sui nodded and promised very seriously.

Personally, she and Russell were friends, and she couldn't let him suffer such a great injustice for nothing.

From a public perspective, the Ying family's arbitrary release of the Nibelungen in front of ordinary people has seriously violated the public security management and punishment regulations of the mixed-blood world and should be punished.

Russell agreed readily, but he didn't agree in his heart. From Xia Mi's knowledge popularization and Ying Jiao's personal experience, he roughly understood one thing.

Those are the six major families that established the Supervisory Department. In the absence of other factors, based on the information he has learned so far, the Ying family and the other five families are completely two different dimensions.

This Lord Wa may not be able to subdue the living ancestors of the Ying family who existed two thousand years ago in the Lishan Tomb.

(End of this chapter)