Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

"Gravity!" Caesar exclaimed, "This guy's words can actually change gravity!"

Caesar understood instantly. No wonder Yuan Zhisheng was so confident that he could drag out such a large group of Deadpools, because his word spirit domain was large enough, and he himself could control the gravity within the domain.

It's not that these deadpools don't want to resist Yuan Zhisheng, but they can't resist. They already weigh nearly one ton. If the gravity increases by more than ten times or even dozens of times in an instant, even if these monsters are strong and have hard bones, the weight of dozens of tons is enough to break their spines.

What's more, gravity is not only a force applied to the outside of the body. The most terrifying thing about gravity is that it can penetrate the body and directly act on unprotected blood vessels and various organs. The fragile capillaries will be instantly crushed by the flowing blood, and the heart and lungs will also be compressed by gravity and firmly "squeezed" together.

"Does the textbook mention the words that control gravity?" Caesar asked Chu Zihang.

"Yes, on page 122 of 'Word Spirit Studies', 'Word Spirit·Royal Power' is ranked ninety-first on the Word Spirit Periodic Table, making it a dangerous Word Spirit." Chu Zihang nodded. "Although it's recorded in the textbook, the Kassel Academy collection never records the holder of 'Word Spirit·Royal Power'. It's as if this Word Spirit was just a figment of the senior's imagination."

"But today we finally found the reason." Chu Zihang looked deeply at Yuan Zhisheng. "'Royal Power' is a Word Spirit belonging to the White King's lineage. Moreover, this kind of Word Spirit is definitely not something that ordinary hybrids can awaken. The holder of this dangerous Word Spirit is probably as rare as the heir of the Royal Blood."

It is indeed as Chu Zihang said, "Word Spirit·Royal Power" is a Word Spirit that goes beyond the scope of ordinary hybrids. Chu Zihang, who possesses "Royal Flame", is regarded as a monster and alien by ordinary hybrids, and the sequence of "Royal Power" is even above "Royal Flame".

Once covered by the domain of "Royal Power", dozens of times... or even hundreds of times the gravity will instantly fall on the enemy chosen by the released person. Even for a savage ancient dragon, a hundred times the gravity can cause serious injuries. It is impossible for ordinary people to remain upright in the domain of "Royal Power". The bending of the spine and the reverse flow of blood will make people kneel on the ground involuntarily to avoid the whole body being crushed, and eventually form a posture of bowing and paying homage like the Deadpool in this room.

This is the power possessed by the Half-Blood King. Any enemy who confronts him will be conquered by his supreme kingly power. It is not without reason that Gen Chisheng is hailed as a "human-shaped dragon". Possessing a bloodline that transcends the boundaries of bloodline and this unreasonable spirit of words, Gen Chisheng does have the capital to truly confront the dragon head-on.

Yuan Zhisheng's purpose was not to kill these Deadpools here. There were too many Deadpools, and his words could not last for so long. He walked towards the main load-bearing wall where the gunpowder was placed... But as he walked, Yuan Zhisheng seemed to have been drained of his strength, and suddenly collapsed in front of a Deadpool.

Blood oozed from the corners of his eyes and nostrils, and blood vessels between azure green and purple-blue bulged out under his skin... Yuan Zhisheng's body was on the verge of breaking, just like those Deadpools who were oppressed by the "royal power" before.

He did not lie to Caesar and Chu Zihang. Releasing the "royal power" would indeed place a huge burden on his body. Maintaining the domain for one minute would almost drain away 70% of his vitality. This was based on the fact that Yuan Zhisheng's bloodline was far superior to that of ordinary people.

Some high-level Word Spirits even require the life of the Word Spirit holder as a medium when they are released, such as the "Word Spirit·Rhine" of the first generation Lionheart Society President Meneck Cassel, and the "Word Spirit·Shiva's Karma Dance" possessed by the Death God Hela after Jörmungandr and Fenrir merged... These world-destroying-level Word Spirits are all killing moves that will cause mutual destruction. Within a few seconds of release, the Word Spirit holder will be backfired by the huge force, and when the enemy is destroyed, they will also be reduced to ashes.

With the fall of Yuan Zhisheng, the domain of "Royal Power" also collapsed, and the Deadpools in the entire armory regained their freedom. Although most of their bones were broken and their blood vessels burst, the recovery ability of this creature was so strong that it was despairing. Some of the Deadpools near the armory door could already begin to struggle and twist, and they were affected by the domain of "Royal Power" for the shortest time.

Although the Deadpools around Yuan Zhisheng had not recovered their mobility immediately, they had not lost the ability to twist and open their mouths. The most fatal one was the Deadpool in front of Yuan Zhisheng, which was less than ten centimeters away from Yuan Zhisheng.

Deadpool opened his bloody mouth and slowly moved a few centimeters. His sharp teeth could easily bite Yuan Zhisheng's head into pieces...but Yuan Zhisheng couldn't even move his body a little!

Deadpool's teeth scraped against Gen Zhisheng's face and bit down hard. The sharp teeth like blades scraped a deep bloody mark on Gen Zhisheng's face, and the friction sound of the teeth was left behind... At the critical moment, a hand grabbed the back of Gen Zhisheng's collar, and lifted him up to his waist like holding a suitcase with one hand, and ran towards the door of the armory.

"Although you have been vaccinated, you Japanese are really more short-sighted than I thought. You can't do it just by saying it!" Caesar laughed loudly as he carried Gen Chisheng and flew past the group of Deadpools.

"Wall! The load-bearing wall has not been blown up yet!" Yuan Zhisheng shouted with all his remaining strength.

He had no mind to pay attention to Caesar's teasing. He had not yet recovered from his weak state. The scenery was rapidly receding before his eyes, and the wind was whistling into his ears. Caesar was running around like a child, and Yuan Zhisheng felt dizzy at this time. It was not a pleasant feeling... But fortunately, his mind was still clear, and he knew that the most important task had not been completed.

"Chu Zihang has already passed by, don't move! As a semi-disabled person, don't worry about these things, okay!" Caesar had already run out of the armory holding Yuan Zhisheng.

After running out of the armory, Caesar still did not stop. He continued to run towards the elevator shaft deep in the Shinto... Even though he was exhausted at this moment, his lungs felt like they were about to explode.

Chapter 331 The Great Crisis That Arrived Just Before Escape

The Shinto Road was in a mess at this moment. Huge statues of gods and demons collapsed in the corridor. Some were smashed to pieces, with fragments of thousand-year-old cherry wood scattered all over the ground. Some were still intact, but the banners and curtains on their bodies had fallen off. The dark eye holes of the statues looked extremely creepy as they stared at the ceiling.

The screen walls on both sides were burnt and blackened. The murals that the Eight Sheqi Families had spent a lot of money to maintain in good condition every year had now become mottled and blurred, as if they had experienced thousands of years of weathering and erosion. The history engraved in the pictures had also disappeared along with the war that had just swept the entire floor.

While running, you will occasionally see black "pillars" standing in front of the screen walls on both sides of the shrine, burning fiercely.

In fact, these black "pillars" are all charred Deadpools. Some of them are not completely dead. Their bodies are swaying slightly, and low and hoarse sounds are faintly coming out of their throats, but that is only a last gasp. It won't be long before they are burned to carbonization, and after death, only clumps of black asphalt-like corpse glue and oil will remain, burning forever.

After running for a distance on the Shinto path, Caesar began to feel uneasy.

He stopped, turned his head, and squinted his eyes... Chu Zihang still didn't appear at the door of the armory in the distance.

"What the hell? Where did this guy go?" Caesar frowned deeply, his eyebrows almost twisted together. "Isn't it just a matter of igniting the fuse you buried in the wall? How come such a simple task hasn't been completed yet?"

Perhaps Caesar himself did not realize that his tone at this moment was like that of a resentful woman who complained about her husband staying out all night.

Caesar didn't see Chu Zihang coming out, so he didn't go deeper into the sacred road. He quickly turned back towards the direction of the armory... Although he cursed Chu Zihang, his actions showed that he was determined to find Chu Zihang, whether alive or dead, and he would not retreat if he didn't see Chu Zihang.

"Although I can't see your expression right now, I can tell from your tone that you're very worried about Chu Jun." Yuan Zhisheng, who was being held by Caesar's waist, suddenly spoke up. "Actually, your relationship isn't as bad as it seems, right?"

"You're overthinking it. I wasn't worried about Chu Zihang. I was his team leader, and that's my duty to my teammates. Leaving him to die here alone, and then running away... My principles won't allow me to do that. I wouldn't be able to explain myself to Lu Mingfei and Xia Mi, or to the Lionheart Club, or to myself or Caesar Gattuso," Caesar said seriously. "Even if I were on the same team with a dog and something happened to it, I wouldn't just ignore it and let it die."

Although Caesar's voice was weak, Yuan Zhisheng still heard a kind of inspiring power in it... That was the power of pride, the pride unique to Caesar Gattuso, something that Caesar had always implemented in his beliefs and put into action all the time.

Is that why I like these psychos so much? Even though they often act out of tune and might start singing and dancing around you at any moment, each of them seems to have a certain belief hidden in their heart. To carry out this illusory belief, they are even willing to sacrifice their lives. If something really tries to shake their belief one day, the power of anger will turn them into real lions.

After a moment's silence, Yuan Zhisheng spoke again: "Although it can be seen that you, Gattuso-kun, are a righteous man, and people like you would not abandon any of your companions...but your concern for Chu-jun is also undeniable. It is obvious that deep down in your heart you don't actually hate him..."

"Shut up!" Caesar slapped Yuan Zhisheng on the back of the head. "Get it straight, I'm the one carrying you now! If you still have the strength to talk, get down and walk, okay? I'm very tired! If you don't have the strength, just shut up, okay? I'm not in the mood to discuss whether I dislike Chu Zihang with an incapable, half-crippled person!"

In fact, he had wanted to do this for a long time, to give the almighty emperor a big fist on the back of his head... But unfortunately, Yuan Zhisheng was too strong when his body was healthy, and he was even stronger like a pervert after turning on the "dragon bone state". It was difficult for Caesar and Chu Zihang to suppress him together, and they would be suppressed if they were not careful. There was no chance to humiliate him, and Caesar had been holding back a resentment.

But fortunately, after being seriously injured, the emperor was no different from an ordinary person. Dabidou couldn't escape even if he wanted to. The resentment in Caesar's heart was finally vented a little.

When Caesar turned back and came to the door of the armory, a figure suddenly jumped out of the armory and almost bumped into Caesar.

After Caesar saw the figure clearly, the worry on his face disappeared in an instant, and his face turned into indignation. He grabbed the other person's collar with one hand and asked loudly: "What the hell are you doing in there for so long? Are you having a baby with Deadpool?"

This figure was Chu Zihang.

Chu Zihang slapped away Caesar's hand that was grabbing his collar, and stuffed two ancient Japanese swords between Caesar's arms that were holding Yuan Zhisheng...they were Spider Cut and Boy Cut.

"So you took so long just to find these two knives?" Caesar's expression was a little strange.

"As we neared the door, I saw a few Deadpools already standing up in front of me. They were only briefly affected by the 'Royal Power' and seemed to be almost regaining their mobility," Chu Zihang explained. "I thought they might escape before the explosion. It would be troublesome to have them roaming around, so I killed a few of them."

"No wonder those guys in the Executive Bureau say you are a killer. I really like your style of killing everyone and eradicating them completely." Caesar patted Chu Zihang's shoulder to show his praise. His face quickly turned from gloomy to bright, and he improved 180 degrees.

"I'm not interested in killing people, including the deadpools." Chu Zihang said expressionlessly, "I just know that we don't need to have sympathy for our enemies. We've already suffered several losses at the hands of these deadpools. If we don't treat these guys with caution, we might end up leaving ourselves with hidden dangers."

"Where is the fuse? Has it been lit?" asked Yuan Zhisheng, who was held by Caesar's waist.

"It's ignited." Chu Zihang nodded. "I ignited the fuse before killing those deadpools. Based on the length of the fuse you reserved, there are less than two minutes left before the gunpowder and explosives are ignited."

"Damn! Why didn't you tell me earlier? How could you still stand here and chat with us?" Caesar's face changed drastically, and he immediately turned around and started running wildly.

"I've estimated the time and distance. The armory is about one kilometer away from the elevator shaft at the innermost part of the Shinto Path. Even though we're in poor condition right now, at our full sprint speed, two minutes is enough for us to enter the elevator shaft and escape to the third floor." Chu Zihang quickly caught up with Caesar and said calmly and rationally, "We have one minute and fifty seconds left."

Two figures were running fast in the Shinto, or to be exact, three... if you count Gen Chisheng who was held under Caesar's armpit.

On both sides of the three men was the body of Deadpool, which had been burned into black pillars of grease. The flames shot up high, and the wind caused by their high-speed movement made the flames swirl and dance. Light and shadow intertwined on the mottled walls... The three men looked like they were performing an ambiguous performance art.

Finally, after running through the long shrine, they saw the last bronze wall that separated the last mural. Originally, this wall was only broken by Yuan Zhisheng to make a small hole that was only wide enough for one person to curl up and pass through. But now, the hard wall was almost destroyed, and only the black Yin half fish remained of the Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram on the wall... It was probably destroyed by the group of Deadpools who entered this floor from the elevator shaft on this side, but this also made it convenient for Caesar to carry Yuan Zhisheng through the wall.

After passing through the dilapidated bronze wall, a pitch-black elevator shaft appeared before their eyes. A cool breeze blew in from the elevator entrance. Caesar and the other two were like prisoners who had experienced a dark catastrophe and suddenly saw the light of day again.

Chu Zihang was the first to rush into the elevator shaft and reached out to grab the thickest steel cable in the center of the elevator shaft.

Caesar looked down at Yuan Zhisheng, who was held between his waist and abdomen, and frowned slightly. "Can you get down? I put you on my back, and you're clinging to my waist like this. It's hard to exert force when I climb on the cable, and it will occupy one of my hands."

"Do you think I'm comfortable with you holding me around my waist?" Yuan Zhisheng retorted coldly, "I never asked you to hold me in such a weird position, okay? You took me off the floor and then you kept carrying me around like this. You've hit my ribs at least ten times."

"And I have to say that after strenuous exercise, you Italians... don't smell very nice." Yuan Zhisheng sniffed.

In fact, the two of them had been bickering from beginning to end. In the extremely tense environment, only by complaining about each other could they slightly relieve the depression in their hearts. But after Yuan Zhisheng said this, Caesar suddenly fell silent, as if he had been defeated by Yuan Zhisheng's words.

In the past two hours, Gen Chisheng had heard Caesar's mocking remarks about "how hypocritical you Japanese are" and "how disgusting you Japanese are" no less than ten times... These words were of course extremely harsh to Gen Chisheng, who was a Japanese, but he had no choice but to find no chance to fight back. Now he finally found the opportunity to fight back, and his words choked Caesar so much that he was speechless.

The depression in his chest was finally released, which made Yuan Zhisheng feel a sense of relief as if he had avenged himself.

But before Yuan Zhisheng could enjoy himself for long, he was "swung" up by Caesar. Caught off guard, Yuan Zhisheng felt dizzy. After spinning 270 degrees in the air, he was roughly thrown onto Caesar's broad back.

Caesar's latissimus dorsi muscles were very developed and hard. It felt like when he was riding a pendulum in an amusement park and the seat belt suddenly loosened, causing him to fly out and hit a hard wall... What's more, Yuan Zhisheng was still seriously injured and half-dead. This sudden collision almost took away the other half of his life.

"Is it necessary to hold such a grudge?" Yuan Zhisheng complained, coughing. "Aren't we already teammates? There's no need to be so rude to a seriously injured patient. Do you think I'm still in 'dragon bone state'?"

"I'm sorry, but we Italians just hold grudges like that," Caesar said coldly to Yuan Zhisheng. "With your recovery ability, you can at least move your arms now. I don't want to say such ambiguous words to a man, let alone a Japanese man... but if you can use the strength in your arms, hold me tightly around the neck to avoid being thrown off."

Yuan Zhisheng was silent, his arms tightly wrapped around Caesar's neck, his chest pressed tightly against Caesar's broad latissimus dorsi... It must be said that it was really ambiguous for two grown men to do such a thing. If it happened in public with family members watching, Yuan Zhisheng would probably rather die on this floor than escape in such a shameful and powerless posture.

Caesar jumped into the dark elevator shaft with Yuan Zhisheng on his back. He grabbed the hard steel cable accurately and climbed up quickly... Caesar loves extreme sports. He is a good rock climber. Even when carrying an adult male on his back, his climbing speed is still no slower than that of professional rock climbers.

After Chu Zihang proposed the time of two minutes, Caesar kept counting his heartbeats to calculate the time. Now there were about thirty seconds left until the expected time of explosion. The time was more ample than Chu Zihang estimated. Thirty seconds was enough for them to climb up five floors.

"I suddenly remembered something." Yuan Zhisheng suddenly spoke in the darkness.

"Don't tell me you forgot something in the armory. There are less than thirty seconds left before the explosion. We have no chance to go back and get it. Give up." Caesar's climbing speed did not slow down because of Yuan Zhisheng's words.

"No." Yuan Zhisheng asked in a low voice, "Do you remember, before these Deadpools launched their attack, we were discussing that Deadpools actually had a language... What interrupted our conversation?"

Caesar's expression was obviously stunned in the darkness... The two hours of fighting against Deadpool just now were as agonizing as two years of war, so his brain was still a little confused about the memory processing, and he couldn't react immediately to Yuan Zhisheng's words. He just vaguely remembered that there seemed to be some sudden accident, and then the war between the Deadpool group and them began... At this time, Caesar's head suddenly hit Chu Zihang who was climbing above him.

The height of the screen wall layer is almost three times that of other floors, so they have not yet climbed out of the range of the screen wall layer, but Chu Zihang is stuck at the junction of the screen wall layer and the upper layer, and suddenly stopped moving.

"Why are you still stopping here?" Caesar frowned deeply, raised his head and asked Chu Zihang.

Chapter 332 Eri's Life

There is not much time left before the expected explosion. If Caesar and the other two do not leave this floor before it collapses, they will also be affected by the heat flow caused by the explosion and the collapse of the floor.

But Caesar's question echoed in the empty elevator shaft, and Chu Zihang did not answer Caesar immediately.

At this time, Chu Zihang was hanging on the steel cable above Caesar's head. On his left was the location of the outer door of the elevator on the floor above the screen wall. Two hours ago, the outer door had been torn apart by a group of Deadpools... Chu Zihang was staring at the direction inside the door, not knowing what he was looking at.

Yuan Zhisheng's night vision is quite good, so even in the pitch-black elevator shaft, he could see Chu Zihang's expression by slightly raising his head from Caesar's back... Logically speaking, Chu Zihang's gaze should only be directed towards the pitch-black corridor, but for some reason, Chu Zihang's expression was very strange.

Chu Zihang's lips were slightly pursed, his eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and his golden pupils, which were usually as majestic as a king, shrank into a dot. His originally cold and expressionless face also had an indescribable look, as if he had seen something incredible.

If there really is something that can make the killer embryos of Kassel Academy feel incredible... that thing is not a dinosaur resurrected from the Cretaceous period, then it can only be a ghost seen in broad daylight!

"Damn it! Gunpowder and bombs are about to ignite. What on earth did you see that could make you unable to look away?" Caesar urged angrily, "Is a woman of Angelina Jolie's stature bathing in there?"

However, Caesar knew in his heart that this joke was unrealistic, because with Chu Zihang's personality, let alone a beauty of Angelina Jolie's level, even if Angelina Jolie herself came here from the United States and stood in front of Chu Zihang to take a shower and change clothes, Chu Zihang would probably just glance at her and then look away, wondering if this woman had a fever.

"Caesar, your 'Sickle-weasel' should still be usable, right?" Chu Zihang asked with his head down.

When Caesar heard Chu Zihang's words, he didn't have time to react and activate "Sickle Weasel"... at this moment, something strange happened!

A huge black claw suddenly stretched out from the corridor above them. The tip of the claw was a long and sharp bone spur like a sword or spear. The surface of the bone spur had a metallic texture. This arm was at least two times thicker and twice as long as the arm of the snake-like Deadpool that Caesar and his friends had encountered. It was also incredibly fast and carried an extremely dangerous and cold aura.

The sharp claws wrapped around Chu Zihang. The dark blue arm was covered with pitch-black scales and bony barbs, which definitely did not look like something a human could possess... Perhaps only Godzilla, the king of monsters in the movie, could possess such a hideous arm!

The sharp claw tried to grab Chu Zihang into its palm. Chu Zihang was surrounded by an empty elevator shaft. At best, he could only move up and down along the steel cable, and at a slow speed... But Chu Zihang had been wary of that arm before. At the moment when the tip of the sharp claw was about to touch the steel cable where Chu Zihang was, Chu Zihang made a very bold and dangerous move.

He actually let go of the steel cable that was like a lifeline, and when his body was about to fall into the elevator shaft, he hugged the hideous and thick monster arm, just like a construction worker who had his safety lock broken during high-altitude work and fell into empty air, hugging the thick and life-saving beam at the critical moment.

The monster-like arm stretched out suddenly and retracted very quickly. When it retracted, it also pulled Chu Zihang, who was hugging it, into the dark floor.

"What is this? After Snake Deadpool, now there's Godzilla? Why do you have all kinds of things in your house?" Caesar asked Yuan Zhisheng angrily behind him.

"I don't know." Genji shook his head. He was clearly still in shock from the sudden situation. "I really don't know what that thing is, or why it appeared in Genji Heavy Industries."

"Bastard!" Caesar growled.

"Word Spirit·Kamaitachi" was released instantly, and the domain quickly expanded in the direction where the arm disappeared.

Although all this happened in a flash and ordinary people could not react at all, Caesar was an experienced executive commissioner of Kassel Academy after all. Everything he saw was quite incredible, so he simply did not think too much about it, skipped the thinking step, and took action.

While activating the "Kamaitachi", Caesar also carried Yuan Zhisheng and quickly climbed up the steel cable a distance of one body length. After reaching the position where Chu Zihang was before, Caesar jumped into the dark corridor.

"Sickle Itachi" returned to Caesar's mind with a rapid and heavy breathing sound.

The moment he heard the two voices, Caesar felt his scalp tingling and his hair stand on end. The two breathing sounds were adjacent to each other. The rapid breathing sound should be Chu Zihang's, while the heavy breathing sound was hidden in the darkness not far in front of Caesar.

The breathing sound was so loud, as if there were ten people hiding in the darkness, breathing in and out at completely overlapping frequencies. The person breathing must have extremely large lungs and a huge body. It was hard to imagine what kind of creature could produce such a huge breathing sound.

Caesar finally remembered what Yuan Zhisheng had mentioned just now... Two hours ago, before the war between them and the Deadpools started, those Deadpools gathered together contrary to their usual behavior, suppressing their desire for the best blood food and quietly confronting the three of them. After Yuan Zhisheng's reminder and their own observation, they discovered an astonishing secret... The Deadpools can communicate with each other, and there is actually such a thing as language within the population of this monster!

However, being able to communicate with language does not mean that those hideous monsters can restrain their instinctive desire for flesh and blood. Only higher-level instincts can suppress instincts... such as the desire to survive, and the fear of superiors in their bloodline!

Caesar suddenly remembered... the tremor that swept through the entire floor, and the sudden and huge roar!

After that thunderous roar, the group of Deadpools seemed to have received some kind of pardon, and began to rush towards Caesar and the other two like wild beasts breaking free from shackles. The shocking roar even made Caesar lose his hearing for a while, and the source of the roar... was on the floor above the screen wall!

There is some kind of giant creature hidden here, the bloodline of this creature can even completely suppress the snake-like Deadpool, and mobilize the Deadpool group like an army with a wave of a finger!

Caesar suddenly took a step back because he could hear footsteps in the darkness ahead... In fact, there was no need for "Sickle Weasel" to listen. The heavy footsteps echoed in the empty and dark corridor, and almost anyone with no hearing impairment could hear them clearly.

Caesar stared intently at the darkness ahead, a dangerous breath blowing towards him. A pair of black wings spread out, stirring up turbulent air currents and blowing wind through the corridor. A pair of golden pupils appeared hideously in the darkness, with a creepy vertical shape in the center of the pupils.

The moment they were stared at by those vertical pupils, Caesar and Gen Chisheng felt their bodies stiffen and their hair stand on end. It felt like countless cold snakes were crawling on their skin.

"It's really weird... Can you explain... why this thing appears in this building?" Caesar asked in a dejected tone.

A strong feeling of powerlessness enveloped him. After an exhausting battle, he finally saw the dawn of hope for escape, but in the blink of an eye, he saw such a hopeless thing... Caesar felt that fate seemed to be playing a teasing joke on them. Since they stepped into this building, the god of luck had never visited them.

"Dragon-shaped...Deadpool." Yuan Zhisheng looked at the huge monster approaching them and uttered the name of the monster with difficulty.

Before this, Yuan Zhisheng had never seen this kind of creature in person. He had only seen it in the textbooks of Kassel Academy and some ancient books. The dragon-shaped Deadpool was not a descendant of the White King, so there were few records of the existence of this creature in Japanese totems and murals.

Caesar had occasionally encountered dragon-shaped Deadpools on previous missions, but those Deadpools still retained "human" features... He had never seen one so distorted... a massive body over five meters tall, a crawling posture, enormous wings shaped like ferocious periosteum, and a commanding presence as overwhelming as a mountain...

The first feeling this Deadpool gave him was... he seemed to be facing an ancient real dragon!

Just as the gigantic creature was slowly walking towards Caesar and Yuan Zhisheng, and its mountain-like figure was about to cover them, a muffled explosion suddenly came from the shadow wall beneath their feet.

The gunpowder and bombs arranged by Yuan Zhisheng were ignited, and a series of explosions that were enough to destroy the entire arsenal began to roar.