Dragon Clan: I can randomly draw a word spirit

A calm area was released, just like throwing a small stone into the water, but this stone stirred up huge waves!

In just a moment, the girls were reborn. Jude Mai's eyes were filled with burning golden memories. She drew her sword with both hands, Ame no Habakiri in her left hand and Butsu Yukon in her right hand!

She rushed forward suddenly, and Jörmungandr raised the Scythe of Death and collided fiercely with her. The collision of the domains made a loud noise like thunder!

And in the deafening explosion, the three-no girl slowly walked towards the source girl. As she approached, the calm field slowly opened. What was shocking was that the calm field was exactly the same as the source girl's!

Genji gave her a death order, and the same death order was returned to her. Her pale scales cracked and blood gushed out.

Judgment can only be issued to those whose bloodline is lower than oneself. The effect will be greatly reduced for those whose bloodline is higher than oneself. However, the girl's bloodline can actually cause harm to the source girl. What a strange ability.

The girl also had wounds of varying sizes on her body, but her recovery ability was equally strong. The order of death did not stop her. She approached Yuan Zhinv step by step, and drew out a long sword flashing with cold light in her hand.

If it were any time in the past, Yuan Zhinv could easily chop off the head of this imitator. The words can be copied, and the unparalleled melee ability will never be.

But at this moment, she could hardly hold the knife, the dragon transformation phenomenon was gradually disappearing, her huge wings folded and disappeared, and she could no longer maintain her strongest form.

"Hello." The girl said softly, "I am your opponent, and I will kill you."

Genji was almost about to laugh at this polite guy, but the fact was that she just twitched the corners of her mouth, knowing very well in her heart that the devil was really angry.

The nannies came out in full force, but this time it was not to protect Lu Mingfei, but to eliminate her, the disobedient chess piece who jumped out of the chessboard again and again.

Preventing Lu Mingfei and Lu Mingze from making a deal was truly touching the devil's reverse scale.

But Genji was in an unexpectedly good mood, because the angrier the devil was, the happier she was.

She watched the girl slowly approaching her, but she did not take a step back.

The girl finally approached her. She slowly drew her sword, as if she had traveled through mountains and rivers to reach the altar and challenged the god.

But just as Genjitsu raised her knife to chop off the girl's head, a figure stood in front of her.

The boy was still shirtless, and the dark red light swirled around him, illuminating his expressionless face.

The domain of "Jun Yan" quickly expanded, and Chu Zihang, who had woken up at some point, came with this high-risk domain. The light flowing around him changed from dark red to blood red, becoming brighter and brighter, and finally became as dazzling as sunlight.

He was about to be unable to hold on in this field. When Jun Yan was firmly controlled, it was actually pitch black. The pure black flame concealed all the light and heat, and only turned into a striking flame color when it exploded.

Now the light and heat bound by the power of the Word Spirit are struggling to break away from the domain, and this bomb filled with the Word Spirit may explode at any time.

Yuan Zhinv tilted her head, a little surprised: "You don't want to slay dragons anymore?"

"You are not an enemy." Chu Zihang glanced at her and spoke calmly.

At this time, the dragon transformation phenomenon on Yuan Zhinu's body had been completely eliminated, and she turned back into the pale and thin girl, with her lips bloodless due to weakness.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath and stood up suddenly. He didn't know when the surface of his muscles was covered with thin blue-gray scales, the joints on his hands swelled, his facial bones protruded, and his golden eyes seemed to be burning.

He swung out Murasame without hesitation, and at the same time, Junyan exploded violently, and all the light and heat burst out, like a scorching sun.

The fine scales all over Chu Zihang's body opened and closed, and his tangled muscles stood out like iron bars. He chanted again, and the domain expanded. The blood gurgling in the gaps between the scales quickly evaporated into red mist.

Three times of bloodshed!

At the same time, a whistling wind sounded, and the girl holding the Grim Reaper's scythe floated above Chu Zihang's head at some point, brewing a world-destroying storm in the sky.

"Jun Yan" began to be released, but it was not the explosive effect of the past. It burned silently, even deadly. Black and red air snakes, burning coal slag, and golden molten iron all rose up in response to Jörmungandr's call. All the high fever that Chu Zihang had brewed was absorbed by her.

Chu Zihang looked up at her, but only saw a defiant and majestic figure.

The torrent of flames mixed with tons of oxygen, dazzling light, and flames that burned the city! A tornado of light and fire spit out from Jörmungandr's palm, and an endless storm swept towards everyone below.

Yuan Zhinu looked at the two people who had just fought to the death and joined forces again, smiled silently, and said softly in her heart:

"Girl, you have been well trained."

Chapter 225: Advancement to the First Generation

Can an ultimate creature like the Dragon King also have human emotions?

Genjitsu didn't know the answer, so she asked Jörmungandr when she was still Shami and they lived in the same dormitory.

"What is Fenrir to you?"

"Brother, but you can eat it as food if necessary." Xia Mi said as she sat in the sunset and licked the ice cream.

"Then what does Chu Zihang mean to you?"

This time Xia Mi thought for a few seconds, but only a few seconds, "Dolls, the kind that have been with you since childhood, have no value, but if you lose them, you will be a little sad."

When Yuan Zhinv asked her how sad she was, Xia Mi made a face at her and didn't answer.

So Yuan Zhinu didn't ask any more questions.

Xia Mi might really like that boy, because that boy occupies almost everything in Xia Mi's life, but Xia Mi is not Jörmungandr after all.

At least in Yuan Zhinv's opinion, Jörmungandr will not stay for Chu Zihang.

So when the boy burned everything and was about to be split in half by the legendary "Budu Yuhun", and Jörmungandr was willing to be stabbed by the Ame no Yuzaku to save him, Genjitsu was surprised.

Can humans and dragons have true feelings? It sounds a bit forbidden. Isn't it a doll? Would someone really be willing to get hurt for a shabby doll?

Is he out of his mind or... just being stubborn the whole time?

Or, do you want to escape again? Just like in the original novel, give up everything and fake your death to escape.

What a girl with no perseverance. She gives up so easily. She doesn't even have the dignity of a Dragon King.

Seeing Jörmungandr injured, Fenrir let out a roar. Hearing the movement behind him, the Source Girl standing next to Fenrir reached out and patted the scales of the big guy.

"Your sister is so silly." Yuan Zhinv said, "You two are indeed from the same family."

One is stupid and the other one is a loser. A dignified Dragon King has fallen to this point. Will he not be laughed at by other Dragon Kings?

Sensing Fenrir's restlessness, Yuan Zhinv asked him, "Are you afraid of death?"

The dragon blinked, seemingly not understanding what she said.

But Yuan Zhinu just smiled and said, "Don't be afraid. Your sister and I will accompany you. There are many other people, maybe other Dragon Kings and Supremes. You will never be alone on this journey."

As she spoke, she scratched her head again, feeling a little regretful: "But I guess only you and I are truly dead, the others seem to have resurrection armor."

"But it doesn't matter. As long as I'm here, no one will dare to bully you even if you die." She said, walking slowly towards the battlefield.

The moment she took a step, the pale scales appeared again, but this time they were much thinner and only appeared in a few places at the joints. The pair of wings that covered the sky did not appear again.

But the knife in her hand began to burn again, hotter and brighter than ever before, as if it was burning out the last of its glory.

Before it became Levatin, it was a bloodthirsty and deadly demon sword. After it became Levatin, this attribute not only did not disappear, but was endlessly strengthened.

What this knife likes most is actually the blood of its owner. When the person controlling it does not have enough power, it will in turn devour the blood and life of the controller to make itself the strongest.

Countless scales appeared on the hilt at some point, and Yuan Zhinv's palm was covered in blood, but she didn't care. Ever since the demon sword turned into Levadin, she had never seen the strongest form of this sword again.

Because her bloodline is not enough, her strength is not enough. Even if she uses her blood and life to nourish herself now, she is afraid that she will be far from reaching the peak, and she will probably never have another chance in the future.

It’s a pity that such a good knife is with her. I think the spirit in the knife must be very depressed.

With Yuan Zhinv's recovery ability, as long as she is given a little more breathing time, she can at least recover to half of her strength. As long as she can recover half of her strength, there is still a chance to fight.

But Chu Zihang is just a human being after all. The power that he forcibly increased through bloodbath is too strong and too short-lived. He can't hold on for too long.

In front of Jörmungandr and Genjitsu in their prime, Jiude Mai and the Sanwu girl were just weaklings who could be slaughtered at will. Even if their bloodlines were forcibly enhanced, they could only defeat them with one move.

But their appearance here at this time became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

A steady stream of hybrids continued to pour in, their eyes red and filled with resentment, bullets made of the Philosopher's Stone were stuffed into sniper rifles one after another, with the muzzles aimed at all of them, not to mention the other Dragon Kings who were lurking in the dark.

The entire space was shaking and swaying, rock fragments kept falling, dust filled the sky, and everything seemed like doomsday had come.

Yet in this doomsday-like scene, the girl's posture was so casual. She walked slowly, as if strolling in a garden. Endless power condensed on the knife, and the whole knife became brighter and brighter, like a blazing sun. You would get burned if you looked at it for too long.

Jiude Mai and the Sanwu girl retreated at the same time. They both felt tremendous pressure, and a look of fear appeared in their golden eyes.

But Yuan Zhinu didn't look at them. She didn't look at anyone. She just reached out her hand and gently stroked the knife light.

The scorching temperature burned her hands, and the moment the blood flowed out, it was swallowed by the flames. The flames instantly burned more dazzlingly, as if she had tasted the most tonic medicine in the world.

As the blood was swallowed, the strength of Yuan Zhinv disappeared like a tide, and in contrast, the color of the knife became more and more bright and dazzling.

This was her last blow, in which she tried her best and sacrificed her blood. She knew that this blow might not change anything, but it didn't matter. As long as she had a little strength left, she would hold the handle of the knife tightly.

As for what happens after this blow? Who cares?

Yuan Zhinv slowly raised the knife. Her movements were not fast, but they could not be interrupted. All the bullets shot at her were melted before they could get close to her. There was no way to get close to her. The powerful field isolated everyone.

Everyone could only watch as she swung the fatal final blow.

Unlike any previous time, there was no shocking sound. The fiery red light unfolded, but it was not fast and it was very quiet. Death is such a quiet thing.

But all the people covered by the light turned into gray-white powder in an instant and scattered silently to the ground. In the end, there was no trace left, as if they had never been there.

At the end of that ray of light were Jiude Mai and the Sanwu girl, who were gritting their teeth and brandishing their swords in an attempt to resist.

It's not that they didn't want to dodge, but they had no way to dodge. The moment the knife was swung, they were locked in. Watching the light approaching silently, they seemed to see the footsteps of death.

In front of this sword, all resistance would seem meaningless. Levatin, the Staff of Destruction, is also the legendary Sword of Victory. Even if it is not in its strongest state at this moment, it is definitely not something that Jiude Mai and his ilk can resist.

This was also the last blow that Genjitsu could make. The last bit of strength in her body was drained. She stuck the knife into the ground to support her body, but her thin body was still shaky.

She knew in her heart that killing Jiude Mai and the Sanwu Girl would not do anything, as there were so many mixed-bloods here, and Lu Mingze could give them bloodlines at will.

So, at the moment when she swung the knife, the silent realm quietly unfolded from under her feet, and the elemental turbulence of the whole world began to become chaotic. Jörmungandr felt something and widened her eyes, but she didn't say anything in the end.

What Gen Chinushi felt was right, she really wanted to give up. In fact, it would be good to die like this. It was really annoying to fight and calculate all the time. Maybe it was time to take a good rest.

She is tired.

The Grim Reaper's scythe dissipated, and the dragon transformation phenomenon on her body was lifted. She turned into the angelic girl again. Xia Mi glanced at the boy who was sitting on the ground with wounds all over his body but still conscious, but it was just a glance before she turned and walked towards the dragon.

She wanted to hug Fenrir again because this would be their final farewell.

But when she turned her head, she was stunned. A huge black shadow flashed in front of her.

The wings that covered the sky and the sun brought up a huge airflow, and a giant dragon weighing tons soared in the sky. His speed was so fast that no one could react in time.

The dragon pounced towards the fiery red light without hesitation and spread its wings, revealing its fatal position.

Jörmungandr's pupils shrank suddenly. She realized what he was going to do and screamed subconsciously: "Fenrir!"

Before the dragon was swallowed by the fiery red light, its huge eyes blinked gently at Jörmungandr.

Perhaps Fenrir is the strongest known Dragon King, so both Norton and the simulator clearly stated that Genjitsu could never kill him because the gap between the two sides is too big.