Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Rimbaud.

The land that was once bombarded seems to still carry the lingering smells of steel torrents and gunpowder smoke in the air.

Ye Jingchen and Li Wuyue stood in front of a bakery.

Ye Jingchen looked at the salesperson, picked up a long, hard loaf of bread, which felt like a brick to the touch. "How much is this bread?"

"Sir, it'll only cost 50 marks." Seeing that Ye Jingchen was a foreigner, the salesperson thoughtfully held up five fingers as a gesture.

Ye Jingchen took out banknotes from his pocket to pay, which he had exchanged at the bank when he arrived.

The salesman took out a bread knife with wavy serrations on the lower half of the blade, pressed the bread Ye Jingchen had chosen onto the cutting board, and began to cut it. This was his thoughtful service to Ye Jingchen, a foreigner. Locals usually take a whole loaf of bread home unless they have special requests.

The gaunt old man and woman who often live abroad and eat bread know that once these breads are out of the oven, they become dry and hard after a short time. They can't be cut with a regular kitchen knife and are quite difficult to bite, like chewing betel nut.

After the salesperson cut the bread, they handed it to Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen handed a slice of bread to Li Wuyue, saying, "Try it and see how it tastes."

Li Wuyue took a bite with difficulty, her cheeks bulging as she chewed. "My God, it's hard enough, but it's also so dry."

"It's good enough to have something to eat, I think it's alright." Ye Jingchen felt that the bread was as crisp as a biscuit. His bite force could easily break through 1.5 tons, so chewing such dry bread was not a problem.

Li Wuyue looked at the bustling city and pouted, "Let's think about how to make a move on this huge city. We've been here for so long, just wandering around aimlessly."

Ye Jingchen finished his bread in a flash. Seeing that there were no trash cans in sight on the street, he stuffed the wrapper into his pocket. "We don't need to worry about this. They'll be looking for us soon. I've already thought of a name for this battle."

"What's the name?" Li Wuyue asked.

Ye Jingchen glanced at Li Wuyue, "The First Great War Between Mixed-Blood Races."

"That's impressive!" Li Wuyue's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and she gave Ye Jingchen a thumbs up.

Li Wuyue: "Thousands of years have passed, and this is the first time I've seen someone declare war on the entire hybrid race world in their own name!"

As they were talking, a middle-aged man with a side-swept fringe and a short mustache walked towards Ye Jingchen and Li Wuyue with his head down and looking dejected.

Ye Jingchen felt that the middle-aged man looked somewhat familiar, and unconsciously narrowed his eyes slightly.

Later, someone looked remarkably like you, and I panicked.

"Li Wuyue, is he a mixed-race?" Ye Jingchen patted Li Wuyue's arm and asked.

Li Wuyue shook her head. "No, he's just an ordinary human. I didn't sense any dragon blood in his body."

Just as the middle-aged man was about to brush past Ye Jingchen, Ye Jingchen asked, "Hey, what's wrong?"

Hearing Ye Jingchen's question, the man looked up in surprise, his eyes widening, but he quickly managed a forced smile. "It's nothing, I just failed my art exam."

Ye Jingchen: "We will win."

Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man straightened his back instantly, and his dim eyes once again shone with hope for life. "Thank you for your blessing, sir. I hope you also have smooth sailing."

Ye Jingchen nodded, watching the middle-aged man leave and gradually disappear into the vast sea of ​​people.

"Mixed-bloods are coming from all directions!" Li Wuyue suddenly exclaimed, glancing left and right.

"Oh?" Ye Jingchen moved closer to Li Wuyue and asked in a low voice, "Can you sense approximately how many hybrids there are?"

“There are probably more than a thousand people, no, more than a thousand, a lot, and they are still heading in our direction!” Li Wuyue closed her eyes, as if entering a state of super perception. “At both ends of this road, people have started to set up roadblocks, and ordinary people are gradually being evacuated. Ye Jingchen, we are surrounded.”

“Yes, they’re surrounded!” Ye Jingchen said, reaching into Li Wuyue’s back and breaking her third rib.

"Ah!" Li Wuyue's face turned deathly pale in an instant. The extreme pain almost made her faint. She turned to look at Ye Jingchen, "Why?"

"Alchemy - Creation of Life." Ye Jingchen pulled his hand out from Li Wuyue's back, and a green light appeared in his palm, beginning to heal Li Wuyue's wounds.

Li Wuyue felt an itch on the wound on her back. The granulation tissue was wriggling like seaweed, quickly intertwining and sticking to the wound.

Ye Jingchen explained, "This is a limitation I left when I created your humanoid body. Now that you have a body of Emperor level, you can use the Dragon Bone form."

"The wounds have healed. Go, Li Wuyue, crush them!"

"Alright!" Gray bone armor grew out, covering Li Wuyue's face and protecting all her vital parts. Li Wuyue turned to look at Ye Jingchen, "And what about you?"

"I'll take it easy." Ye Jingchen said, placing the Seven Deadly Sins sword case beside him with a bang!

Li Wuyue turned her head, her gray hair peeking out from between the gaps in her bone armor, fluttering in the breeze. "It's been a long time since I've tried fighting with bone armor. I really miss it. Although I prefer using the power of authority, my brother has already devoured most of that kind of authority."

Li Wuyue turned her head slightly and glanced at Ye Jingchen. "I'll go first!"

"Let me see your strength as a Dragon King!" Ye Jingchen said.

Ye Jingchen watched quietly as Li Wuyue walked forward. Li Wuyue, covered in gray bone armor, looked like someone not to be trifled with.

Many people were approaching from the sidelines, but these mixed-race individuals were all drawn to Li Wuyue, and no one paid any attention to Ye Jingchen, who seemed perfectly normal.

A middle-aged man wearing a brown wool felt hat reached out and picked up the pager:

"Attention, Rimbaud First Squad. This is Lynx. We have temporarily changed the mission difficulty level. The gray-haired woman's danger level has been raised from A to S. Please do not make any rash moves and wait for heavy weapons support."

Lurking atop the clock tower, a man with orange hair brought a pager to his mouth. "Rambo First Squad received. Over!"

Seeing the captain put down the pager, a short-haired woman holding a sniper rifle approached. "Want me to give it a try and see if a bullet filled with mercury can penetrate her bone armor? You can trust my marksmanship."

The orange-haired man reached out and pressed down on the short-haired woman's sniper rifle.

"No, the headquarters' orders are to wait for heavy weapons support, which means the expert team's assessment is that your sniper rifle can't penetrate her bone-structured armor. Don't make any rash moves, and doing so will also expose our position!"

"Whatever, I'll just switch positions and snipe her. Bone armor? She doesn't have bone armor in her eyes!"

As she spoke, the short-haired woman picked up the sniper rifle and ran towards the low-rise building near Li Wuyue...

Li Wuyue seemed to sense a killing intent and looked up at a dark corner of a tall building, where the reflection of a sniper scope could be faintly seen.

With a loud "boom," the sniper rifle roared, and a flash of muzzle flashed!

The whistling of bullets pierced the twilight.

The target is Li Wuyue's left eye!

Li Wuyue instantly turned her head, adjusting the bones in her neck. In that instant, the mercury bullet grazed the bone armor above her eyebrow, sparking and leaving a faint three-inch-long mark near her ear!

Ye Jingchen chewed on the toast, the aroma of caramel mixed with a faint smell of gunpowder filling his nostrils. He suddenly remembered the scene of besieging the Oni Clan in Japan. At that time, he was surrounded by a large number of people, all of whom were from the Snake Clan.

&34; 10 o'clock direction. &34;

Ye Jingchen's voice came through the church bells.

Li Wuyue turned her head and saw the short-haired woman quickly moving to a new position while carrying a sniper rifle.

Another "bang!"

Li Wuyue had received a warning beforehand. With a quick movement, the second bullet merely shattered the cobblestones at her feet.

She arched her back like a feline, mist seeping from the gaps in her gray bone armor—the last authority of the King of Sky and Wind.

As the sniper scope flashed for the third time, she transformed into a blur and pounced on the corner bakery. Using the wall as a support, her sharp claws easily pierced the wall, allowing her to climb upwards!

The short-haired female sniper's finger was still on the trigger.

She watched the bone armor mask rapidly magnify in the scope, and the orange-haired captain's warning came through her earpiece: "Lillian! Retreat! The headquarters is holding us accountable!"

"I know!" Lillian overturned the television signal boiler receiver next to her and smashed it down on Li Wuyue, who was climbing up.

Li Wuyue raised her hand and waved it. The bone spikes on her bone armor, like sharp fist blades, easily cut the falling object into pieces.

She rushed forward quickly, grabbed the sniper by the neck with one hand, and pinned her against the wall.

The moment the gray bone spikes touched the tactical suit, Lillian finally saw the eyes beneath the bone armor—golden pupils flowing with lava.

"Mixed-race, you're very brave?" Li Wuyue's fingertips traced the black combat suit on the other person's collarbone.

Upon seeing the inverted cross brand, she suddenly pulled back and slammed the person against the wall, telling Odin that his hound-training skills had deteriorated.

The incendiary bomb at his waist exploded upon impact.

Lillian rolled over quickly, coughing up blood as she reached for the alchemical grenade at her waist, only to see Ye Jingchen leaning against the doorframe, the Seven Deadly Sins sword case casting a long shadow on the ground.

"I suggest you don't touch that." He took a bite of the apple, juice dripping down his chin and onto the arrogant blade. "Oh, that's really bad, you've already reached out!"

With a whoosh!

Ye Jingchen swung his Arrogance and casually severed Lillian's arm!

Lily steeled herself and used her remaining hand to activate the alchemical grenade!

It was thrown at Ye Jingchen!

The blast wave overturned the entire brick wall.

Before the flames rose, Ye Jingchen pulled Li Wuyue back. On the gray bone armor, the frost that had solidified collided with the heat wave, creating a hissing sound.

Six black, thread-like structures shot out from the thick smoke, weaving a bluish-purple electric grid in the twilight.

"This alchemical grenade is quite technologically advanced." Ye Jingchen nodded. "Li Wuyue, aren't you going to show off your Word of Power? I couldn't stand watching you climb the wall earlier. Couldn't you just use Word of Power: Eye of the Wind King to fly up there?"

"Haven't you felt this way in a long time, fighting with your bare hands? Word of Power: Dustless Land!" Li Wuyue understood and leaped up from the lamppost, a violent stream of air instantly dissipating, easily deflecting the alchemical grenade attack!

The Dragon King-level Word of Power is not like the castrated version of Word of Power from a hybrid race.

Within Li Wuyue's Dustless Land domain, terrifying wind blades were also present.

The moment those wind blades sliced ​​through the rain curtain, the heavy machine gunners hiding on the second floor felt a sudden tightness in their hearts, and images of bullets being blocked outside the dustless realm flashed through their minds.

The orange-haired captain stared at the rapidly fading green dot on the tactical tablet, his Adam's apple bobbing with difficulty.

He took off his communicator and switched to an encrypted channel: "This is Rimbaud's First Squad, Lynx, requesting execution of the Ragnarok contingency plan..."

Before he could finish speaking, the arrogant sword was already pressed against the back of his neck.

Ye Jingchen carried Lillian, who had lost too much blood and fainted, with crumbs of bread still stuck to her tactical vest.

&34; You guys, are you obsessed with Norse mythology? It's always about Ragnarok! Alright, give me your pager! &34;

The orange-haired captain froze for a moment, then felt a sharp pain in the back of his neck!

Arrogance easily tore through his skin, drawing out drops of blood.

A voice came from the pager: "Give him the pager."

"Commander, I..."

"give him!"

The orange-haired captain lowered his head and handed the pager to Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen: "Hello?"

Headquarters: "Can we talk?"

Ye Jingchen: "You probably don't think we have the leverage to negotiate with you yet, do you? Otherwise, let's have a fight first!"

As they were talking, the bronze bell in the clock tower crashed down.

Li Wuyue swung into the air on a pendulum, and the moment her bone wings unfurled, twelve armed helicopters appeared from the clouds.

She recognized the alchemical matrix hanging on the belly of the aircraft; it was the work of the hybrids and had melted an entire fleet during the Battle of the Ice Sea.

"Lie down!" Ye Jingchen's voice was swallowed up by the roar of the engine.

Li Wuyue instinctively curled up, and the scale-like patterns on the surface of her bone armor lit up one after another.

As the first annihilation beam pierced through the clock tower, she saw Ye Jingchen's silhouette as he leaped against the light, pager in hand. Arrogance swung in his hand, leaving afterimages, and the arc of light he drew actually cleaved the alchemical matrix in two.

All the helicopters exploded in mid-air in an instant!

The burning wreckage of the helicopter fell like a meteor.

Li Wuyue dodged and weaved on the falling propeller blades. The moment the wind blades sliced ​​open the escape hatch, she met the pilot's terrified blue eyes. This boy, who was at most eighteen years old, still had the Munich University badge pinned to his chest on his combat uniform.

In the instant Li Wuyue was stunned, the eerie blue flames spewed from the backup engine engulfed her, but to no avail.

A combat helicopter costing tens of millions of US dollars exploded without warning...

Standing on the rooftop, Ye Jingchen looked down at the mixed-race individuals from the Lambo region below. "I'm not going to talk to you anymore. Your subordinates seem eager to fight me!"

As Ye Jingchen spoke, he tossed the pager back at the orange-haired captain!

The pager said, "No! No..."