Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Perhaps the Lionheart Society members were obsessed with close combat, so they swung their swords and charged forward.

The battle lasted for three hours and the front line kept retreating.

What appeared in front of Luo Qingyun was no longer the beach. They had retreated to the road near the beach.

There is no need to say how many Deadpools and how many subspecies they have eliminated. The battle records are not convincing at all, but the battle lines are.

If things are really going well, we won't retreat again and again.

Luo Qingyun didn't want to retreat anymore. Since the hot weapons couldn't hold the line, he could only let the cold weapons speak. Those deadpools and hybrids were too flexible, and their hard scales could withstand the rain of bullets and move forward.

The alchemical bullets developed by the academy seemed to be in sufficient stock in the past, but now they are insufficient as the war has broken out.

Not to mention the military that stood by and watched.

After the personnel from Kassel College arrived here, the army began to withdraw and reorganize, and did not fire a single shot for two hours.

Fortunately, there was some assistance from long-range attacks, otherwise Luo Qingyun would not have been able to lead the Lionheart Society and the Student Union for so long.

It's another round of ammunition replacement period. It's a relatively weak moment and there is no other way but to retreat.

But Luo Qingyun didn't want to retreat. When the student union members retreated, he led his men to move forward.

"Get out of the spotlight! Get out of the spotlight!" a guy from the student union yelled.

The soldiers brought by Caesar were all better at shooting than each other.

It is indeed lacking in close combat, but it is not to the point where it retreats when encountering problems.

The main reason was the huge corpse guards. They didn't look like dragons or monsters, but like big fish that had run aground, growing arms and legs and slowly crawling forward. Bullets couldn't penetrate their scales, and the mercury mist had a limited impact.

There are only a few now, but two hours ago there were dozens of them plus a second-generation species. Fortunately, the second-generation species was killed by Susie in a helicopter.

If it were set in Japan, it would also be a disaster film, comparable to Godzilla.

"I'll avoid its attack?" Luo Qingyun snorted coldly and drew his sword. "If we retreat further, will we have any place to defend? Our ammunition is almost exhausted and it will take some time to deliver it. If we keep retreating like this, will those armies laugh at us?"

This is the fact. If we continue to retreat, the Lionheart Society and the Student Union will not have enough manpower to block off this area.

When Susie dropped the can of sticky blood from the helicopter, Luo Qingyun and the others had to face all the Deadpools and subspecies in the sea.

These monsters have an almost crazy passion for dragon blood. How could they not like the jar of royal blood provided by Yuan Zhisheng?

"Everyone from the Lionheart Club, cover the student union members as they replace bullets!" Luo Qingyun rushed to the front and did not need anyone to cover him on the left or right.

Chu Zihang's influence on the Lionheart Society is to allow this group of lions that are good at group hunting to gradually acquire the combat capabilities of lone wolves.

Just like Luo Qingyun, the latecomer, he rushed into the group of Deadpools like a lone wolf, with a clear goal, and was willing to risk his life to get rid of a giant Deadpool.

Just relying on the knife in hand? Of course not.

He needed to get close and place the bomb in his arms on the guy's head.

I don’t know how dragon blood could create such a disgusting thing. Its head is the size of a fist and its body is as big as a mountain. It is a creature with a simple mind but well-developed limbs.

"Commander, don't just go and die." A cold light flashed and protected Luo Qingyun's flank.

The sword of the European medieval knight is sharp enough to chop off Deadpool's head with one blow.

Lancelot wandered among the group of Deadpools for a long time. Before others decided to fight in close combat, he had already let go and killed them all.

Injuries were inevitable, and these injuries made him sober and more energetic.

"Senior." Luo Qingyun did not show any attitude of a Lionheart Club president in front of Lancelot.

He knew very well that Lancelot and Susie were more qualified than him to be the president of the Lionheart Society, and more suitable to be the commander of this battle.

"Focus." Lancelot reminded while continuously drawing his sword.

He should be given a horse, as that would be in keeping with the manner of a knight.

The violent blood flow made Lancelot gradually become a monster like these Deadpools.

Unlike those lunatics who want revenge, Lancelot has some tendencies to seek death.

Luo Qingyun did not understand the love, hate and vengeance of his seniors. He only knew that as the president of the Lionheart Club and the commander of this battle, he had the obligation to ensure the safety of every soldier.

So he advised: "Senior, you are seriously injured, please retreat first."

Lancelot smiled indifferently and took a look at the helicopter in the sky. No one knew what he was looking at or what he was thinking.

Swarms of Deadpools came towards them, overwhelming them like a tidal wave.

When Luo Qingyun was concentrating on fighting the enemy, Lancelot grabbed his arm and threw him backwards.

This should not be Lancelot's bloodline. Luo Qingyun had fought with Lancelot before. There was a gap, but the gap was definitely not so big that he would be picked up and thrown out like a chicken.

Luo Qingyun knew the reason for the blood rush. Before accepting the mission, he asked Susie and Lancelot to teach him the blood rush, but to no avail.

Susie and Lancelot had the same idea. Their pride would not allow them to pass on the technology they were thinking of to a junior.

As soon as Luo Qingyun landed, the people from the Lionheart Society immediately protected him.

He reached into his arms, but the miniature bomb was gone. With ammunition running low, every weapon with a large destructive range was extremely valuable.

It couldn't be lost. The loud noise of the explosion had already told Luo Qingyun what had happened.

Amid the raging flames, Deadpool's eerie screams became his swan song.

Lancelot did not evacuate in time enough, and the deadpools surrounded him tightly, and the aftermath directly lifted him into the air.

Luo Qingyun's shouts were drowned out by the sound of explosions. No, it was not just this one explosion.

Everyone looked up as fighter planes flew through the clouds, and a group of fighter planes that had never been seen before joined the battlefield.

"European hunters and remnants of various families have spontaneously organized themselves and have arrived at the battlefield." Susie conveyed the information intercepted by Norma.

The unfolding parachutes look like blooming lotus flowers.

"Brothers, work harder and don't let these homeless family members look down on you." Hunter leader Lu Yuan said unhappily while holding a cigar in his mouth.

Along the way, the remaining family forces looked down on the hunters who sold their lives for money.

This condescending attitude almost led to a conflict between the two sides. Fortunately, the leaders of both sides finally reached a consensus on the attitude issue: whether it is a mule or a horse will be tested on the battlefield.

Indeed, impoverished nobles are still nobles, and it is indeed amazing that these guys can get fighter jets.

However, Lu Yuan didn't think that the hunters would be too weak in terms of performance on the battlefield.

Indeed, hunters are all poor, without money and power, otherwise they would not have become hunters.

But courage has nothing to do with money or power.

The man who has nothing stands on the same throne as the man who has everything.