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

Ye Jingchen looked at Jormungandr, who was pulling his hand and quickly maneuvering towards the outside of the restaurant.

The Ghost-toothed Viper swam among the spikes on the ground and the shattered ice and seawater.

"No, Xia Mi, why don't you use Dragon's Might to control these Ghosttooth Vipers!" Ye Jingchen patted Jormungandr on the shoulder. "Why are you running?"

“Boss, we can’t control it! Didn’t you see that the scales on these Ghost-toothed Vipers are all blue? This means they are directly descended from the King of the Ocean and Water, and are exempt from the pressure of other dragon kings.”

Jormungandr explained, already pulling Ye Jingchen outside to stand next to a street lamp.

"Call Fenrir out, and I'll burn those Ghosttooth Dragon Vipers to ashes!" Ye Jingchen drew his Nameless Sword, twirled it, and black flames instantly ignited on the blade.

At this moment, Fenrir was fighting three thousand Ghosttooth Vipers single-handedly. With a flick of his finger, countless earth spikes burst forth from the ground, blocking the Ghosttooth Vipers in the underground passage!

He was burly and powerful, his fists were like a tidal wave, each punch carrying the force of a thousand pounds, instantly turning the Ghost-toothed Dragon Viper in front of him into a bloody mist!

However, it is worth noting that the blood of these Gorgon vipers is blue.

Currently, there are only two species of organisms in nature that possess blue blood.

One is the horseshoe crab, which looks like an alien creature resembling a pot lid. It has strong medicinal and research value. The hemocyanin flowing in its blood vessels uses copper to carry oxygen.

The other one is an octopus.

Fenrir stared at the menacing demon-toothed vipers. Their eyes glowed with a blood-red light, and they clenched their sharp teeth incessantly, making a "clattering" sound, as if they were starving and desperately wanted to tear a piece of flesh from Fenrir's body.

Eat dragon meat.

This is the lifelong dream of every Ghosttooth Viper. Although a mere piece of flesh cannot seize the Dragon King's power, it can still enhance its bloodline.

Fenrir was preparing to unleash the Word of Power: Earth Wave to manipulate the surrounding terrain and close the underground passage.

"Brother, come out quickly! The boss is about to set the place on fire!"

Jormungandr's voice came from outside, through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Fenrir turned his head and noticed the black flame burning in Ye Jingchen's nameless hand.

He nodded, and in an instant, with the force of thunder, he smashed the tempered glass with a punch and rushed out!

The tempered glass shattered into neat squares, scattered all over the ground.

Seeing Fenrir emerge, Ye Jingchen raised his right hand, picked up Nameless, and threw a sword into the restaurant!

The raging black flames instantly incinerated the earth spikes, shattered ice, seawater, and ghost-toothed dragon vipers inside, and thick steam and charred smoke rose up from within!

It's like pouring melted dark chocolate into milk.

Rome, the streets in the early morning, are shrouded in an eerie blue mist.

The burning remains of the Ghost-toothed Viper are oozing an indigo-blue slime that is spreading from inside the building onto the street.

Ye Jingchen's leather shoes made a sticky sound as they stepped on the asphalt road, and the black flames on the nameless sword scorched the morning mist into human-shaped holes.

“Something’s not right.” Jormungandr suddenly grabbed Fenrir’s cartoon bib. “Brother, look, this blood mist seems to be reforming.”

Her granite-like fingertips pierced the floating droplets of liquid, and the blue blood suddenly congealed into the shape of a miniature jellyfish, its tentacles wrapping around and burrowing into the cracks in the ground.

The manhole covers throughout the street trembled simultaneously, and the resonant sound of thousands of bronze pipes was like the mournful cry of a giant whale.

Ye Jingchen's White King Saint Mark extended to the back of his neck and became hot. He saw the Tiber River tributary, two hundred meters away, suddenly overflow.

Amidst the waves carrying fragments of bronze, twelve coffins inlaid with pearls slowly rise, from which emerge long-haired white vampires dressed in black jazz tailcoats, red bow ties, and black capes.

"Back off!" Jormungandr's Eye of the Wind King lifted a wall of air, his long brown hair fluttering like a banner in the gale.

Ice crystals seeped from the gaps in her hands, freezing the blue, viscous blood of the viper dragon that was trying to cling to the heel of her shoe.

District 7, the ruins of the pizzeria.

At this moment, it has already transformed into an alchemical furnace.

Blue dragon-shaped patterns emerge from the charred black surface of the load-bearing columns, with each marker corresponding to a node in Rome's underground pipe network.

Fenrir punched through the floor tiles, and the cable he pulled out was transforming into tentacles covered with suction cups.

“Boss, look at this!” Fenrir held up a twisted, deformed cable connector, with translucent egg sheaths wrapped around the copper wires. “These Ghost-toothed Vipers aren’t afraid of electricity!”

"Take another look." Ye Jingchen's golden eyes suddenly lit up.

Between the gaps in those copper wires were tiny fish eggs, and inside the egg case, a dragon-shaped embryo the size of a thumb was curled up, with nerve cords extending from its spine, fusing with the copper core of the cable.

When Ye Jingchen pierced the membrane with the tip of his sword, the viscous culture medium that flowed out was a pale blue.

“These vampires are all bark and no bite; their dragon blood is extremely diluted. Let me see just how strong they really are!” Jormungandr said, suddenly striding forward—her bravest moment yet!

The bronze gear at the bottom of the Tiber River begins to reverse.

On the side of the coffin, a smooth cross seal reflects a strange phenomenon in the heart of the river: those pearl coffins are assembling into a circular matrix, interconnected by blue energy chains.

The vampires in the coffins raised their heads, their scarlet eyes and pale faces sending chills down one's spine.

However, Jormungandr was not afraid. She instantly teleported in front of a vampire, raised her fist, and punched the vampire's head into its stomach!

In an instant, blood gushed out like threads from the gap between the buttons on the other person's neck!

In an instant, Jormungandr used the same method, and none of these vampires could last a single round against her.

On one hand, he felt the oppressive influence of Jormungandr's bloodline, which slightly limited his strength.

On the other hand, they did not expect that the Dragon King would kill them.

They had just been transferred from the frozen underwater world and had not yet received any instructions from the King of the Ocean and Water.

All twelve vampires perished, becoming the remains of Jormungandr's dragon claws.

Ye Jingchen suddenly grabbed Jormungandr's wrist, the White King's Mark burning a scorch mark on his palm: "Don't touch those pearls!"

It's too late.

The vampire's shattered body suddenly vaporized, and the pearls on the surface of the twelve coffins exploded simultaneously.

Pale purple mist coalesced on the river surface into the shape of mermaids, each mermaid's tail fin connected to the torn remains of a vampire's body by Jormungandr.

At the center of the circular matrix.

A phantom wearing a silver mask appeared in the reflection of the bronze gear.

"It's Hydra's alchemy!"

Fenrir suddenly clutched his head, fragments of memory causing his pupils to glow bronze. "These coffins are living alchemical matrices. The vampires are the bait; the real targets are..."

Suddenly, a wall of waves hundreds of meters high rose up on the river surface.

Ye Jingchen saw that on each wave crest stood a phantom wielding a trident. The golden eyes of those phantoms pierced through the morning mist, cutting the entire Seventh District into a honeycomb-shaped alchemical domain.

The black flames of the nameless sword condensed into ice shards the instant they touched the wall of waves, and the dragon runes on the hilt glowed with an alarm-like red light.

Jormungandr's Eye of the Wind King twisted into a vortex under the suppression of her domain, and fine beads of blood seeped from her granite-like skin.

"Boss, these phantoms are trying to strip us of our bloodline!"

Ye Jingchen loosened his tie, and the holy mark spread along his spine to the back of his neck.

He bit his fingertip and drew a blood rune on Fenrir's forehead: "Go underground! The embryo within the cable is gnawing at the earth's veins, using your earth elemental authority..."

Before the words were finished, the twelve purple mists suddenly contracted into a cocoon.

Pearl powder reformed on the river surface into a translucent human figure, a woman clad in coral armor. Her left eye was inlaid with the blue heart of a demon-toothed dragon viper, and her right eye surged with the mark of the king of the ocean and water.

"Norns Hydra."

Fenrir suddenly roared in dragon language, "The alchemist of the Third Age, she should be buried in the Sulfur Trench of the Arctic Ocean!"

The female Nornes Hydra raised her scale-covered palm, and the Tiber River instantly boiled.

Tens of thousands of Ghosttooth Vipers rose upright from the waves, their spines splitting open to reveal the dragon bone spines inlaid with Philosopher's Stones.

These alchemically modified bio-weapons spew out blue electric arcs, weaving a chain-like electric grid within the alchemical realm.

Ye Jingchen's White King Saint Mark suddenly pierced his skin, and his silver bone wings tore his suit apart.

He grabbed Jormungandr and threw him at Fenrir:

"Take her to the crypt of St. Peter's Basilica!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than Norns' trident was already aimed at Ye Jingchen's left shoulder!

Where blood drips, ice crystal roses bloom on the asphalt road, each petal reflecting a different alchemical formula.

The trident did not harm Ye Jingchen. The blood was Norns Hydra's blood; her tiger's mouth was trembling and split open!

Blood flowed down the trident.

Ye Jingchen grabbed the halberd blade with his other hand, and black flames followed the bronze patterns, burning towards Norns' arm:

"I think what you want isn't the dragon bone, but the spiritual authority of the White King's bloodline!"

“Clever! I noticed you the moment you stepped into Rome!” The alchemist’s mask cracked open, revealing a face a mixture of machinery and flesh.

The gears within her chest cavity suddenly accelerated, and twelve coffins burst forth, unleashing bronze chains that bound Ye Jingchen's bone wings:

"Although you know now, it's too late. The alchemical forge in District Seven is complete!"

Ye Jingchen casually snapped off the tip of the trident.

Norns Hydra: "Wow, you've got a good grip."

Ye Jingchen: "You think you can take me down?"

Norns Hydra: "What else?"

In an instant, a rumbling, thunderous tremor came from the ground.

Fenrir's granite-like hand plunged into the ground, and a map of the entire city of Rome shimmered in his pupils.

The cables parasitized by the viper embryos are transforming the entire city into a giant alchemical reactor.

The bronze gear at the bottom of the Tiber River has now rotated seven and a half times.

"Boss!" Jormungandr suddenly broke free from Fenrir's restraints, her dragon form breaking through the critical point.

Fine bone spurs pierced through the sweater, and the pale golden dragon scales refracted rainbow halos in the morning mist.

The Eye of the Wind King tore through a corner of the alchemical realm; she grabbed the nearest bronze chain and crushed it. "Thirty seconds left, the ley lines are about to overload!"

Ye Jingchen's bone wings suddenly expanded to their fullest extent, and the holy marks projected a huge clock-like phantom image in the sky.

He seized Norns's severed trident, leaped up, and plunged it into the man's heart. A blinding crimson light burst forth from the clash of black flames and the Philosopher's Stone's energy!

Several bell towers in Rome rang simultaneously at that moment.

The morning mist began to flow back into the Tiber River, the shattered glass was pieced back together, and the vampire's remains retreated back into the coffin.

Fenrir saw the penetrating wound in Norns Hydra's chest healing in a way that defied the laws of physics, with blue lines forming a Möbius strip in the reversed flow of time.

These vampires charged at Fenrir and Jormungandr once again.

"Stop!" Ye Jingchen gripped the Nameless Vampire, shattering the pearls in the three coffins. "These vampires have Hydra symbiotes inside them!"

Jormungandr's fist came to an abrupt stop 0.1 millimeters from the vampire's nose.

She saw octopus-tentacle-like nerve bundles emerging from the vampires' collars, these metallic tentacles injecting some kind of liquid Philosopher's Stone into their spinal cords.

Fenrir suddenly stomped his foot, triggering a local earthquake that shook the bronze gear at the bottom of the Tiber River to the surface.

Ye Jingchen's black flames burned along the riverbank, scorching a gap in the ring-shaped matrix formed by the twelve coffins.

The firelight was reflected on the water.

Norns's phantom distorted in the firelight, her voice seemingly echoing: "Heh, I really underestimated you."

"Overbearing arrogance, you're asking for death!"

Ye Jingchen plunged the nameless sword into the ground.

The dragon runes on the sword hilt projected a 3D model of the alchemical matrix. He quickly scanned the matrix and rewrote it: "Fenrir, channel leyline energy into the third node! Jormungandr, freeze all liquids with a copper content exceeding 70%!"

"Word of Power: Sword Control!" Jormungandr announced. She was proficient in using the Words of Power of the various Dragon Kings; she was an expert in everything.

The element of copper is precisely controlled by Jormungandr!

When Norns tries to reconstruct his body, he discovers that the bronze elements that make him up are being forcibly stripped away.

Jormungandr froze not only the river water, but also the liquid metal flowing within her body.

Fenrir's alteration of the ley lines exposed the core of the alchemical furnace to sunlight, causing the Ghosttooth Viper embryos to carbonize into ash in the black wraith fire.

The final counterattack came unexpectedly.

Norns detonated the Philosopher's Stones in the twelve coffins, and the shockwave leveled District 7.

Ye Jingchen dodged past and slashed at Norns' chest with a claw—Black Tiger Claws the Heart!

Then, at the last moment, it retreated, unfolded its bone wings to protect the two dragon kings, and the holy marks melted into silver armor in the high temperature.

When the smoke and dust cleared...

Fragments of bronze gears float on the Tiber River.

Ye Jingchen's White King Saint Mark was dim and lackluster, but the tip of the nameless sword in his hand was holding a pulsating blue dragon heart, which was Norns Hydra's last life core.

This core looks extremely similar to the White King's remains, resembling a blue, one-legged octopus.

"Boss, your injury..." Jormungandr noticed the golden blood seeping from Ye Jingchen's back; this was the first time she had seen it on Ye Jingchen's hands.

"It's alright. When I was tearing my heart out, this thing tried to attach itself to my spine and parasitize me." Ye Jingchen gripped the blue life core tightly in his hand. "It's time to visit that old friend who slumbers in the Tyrrhenian Sea."

"The twins of the Ocean and Water Kings have had their power in the surface world shattered," Jormungandr murmured softly.

On the distant horizon, the storm is gathering into a tornado.

The sound of a heartbeat echoing from the deep sea, accompanied by the mournful cry of a whale...