Dragon Clan: Starting from obtaining Yaki, counterattack against the gods

Chapter 220 The World Can't Hold Us

At a small airport outside Chicago in North America, a Gulfstream business jet was preparing to take off. The thin Henkel curled up in a huge single sofa with a solemn expression.

the phone is ringing.

"There is an obvious earthquake in BJ, it seems that the Dragon King has awakened! The way to enter Nibelungen has been made public and the whole world is in an uproar, and the secret party is arbitrarily mobilizing our people!" The young man's anxious voice came from the phone.

"The Dragon King has awakened?" Han Gao sneered, "It's far more serious than you think. I'm going to fly to China in five minutes. I just hope there's a complete airport for me to land when I arrive."

"So... the secret party called our people?"

"Let them call. You must remember one principle. No matter how big the conflict is between us and the secret party, we can discuss it. But there is no room for compromise between us and the dragon clan. This war will not stop until they or we are all dead."

"The dragons that we have buried for thousands of years are finally going to launch a full-scale counterattack, right? We can no longer stay out of it."

"This will be a life-and-death battle for all hybrids."

……

Almost at the same time, in a building in Berlin, designers had been arguing for several hours around a display stand, and they had a dispute over the appearance design of a concept car.

But this is undoubtedly the most anticipated model of the year. Everyone who can participate in this project feels extremely proud, and helping the launch of this concept car will be a glorious moment in their working career.

One of the young draftsmen received the notice and took less than a minute to write a letter of resignation to his supervisor who was also in the space. Then he turned and left amid everyone's astonished gazes.

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On a street corner in Rome, a small shop that has been open all year round for ten years and specializes in selling handmade leather goods has abnormally put up a "Closed" sign.

Old customers who had passed by wanting to pick up a piece of leather goods talked to each other in confusion, worrying whether something had happened to the owner. This speculation was confirmed by an artist who was singing and playing guitar next door. He said that the owner did come in the morning and planned to open the store as normal, but after suddenly receiving a phone call, he stopped what he was doing and put up a "Closed" sign.

The look on his face when he left was very different from usual. He looked a bit like a soldier returning from the battlefield. Even though the artists had known him for four or five years, they did not dare to approach him and talk to him.

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Even in the depths of the Sahara Desert, the director of a desert research station walked out of the station alone after seeing a pager message.

He did not explain this unruly behavior, and rode a sand motorcycle alone into the long sandstorm. No one dared to stop him or follow him, because it was the active season of rattlesnakes, and being alone outside was like giving oneself to rattlesnakes as prey.

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The hybrids have demonstrated great efficiency in Chinese institutions.

In the pouring rain, dark shadows came from all directions one after another. They quickly blocked the dilapidated subway entrance and escorted one armed person after another in.

Tang Sen stood guarding the subway entrance in the pouring rain. He was still wearing a tourist suit with ink splashes on it that read "He who has not been to the Great Wall is not a true man." Thinking back on the lazy days in BJ these days, he smiled silently.

He didn't know what happened in the subway, but the family's death order had been sent to everyone in the form of text messages. The entrance to Nibelung must be guarded, and except for the gatekeepers, every half-blood must enter.

Don't fall down, don't retreat, if you fall down you will definitely be dead.

Everyone knows that this is a real war, a war to the death.

"It's really spectacular." Jiude Mai exclaimed softly.

On the surveillance footage with obvious noise, people came in one after another. They had solemn expressions and held various weapons in their hands. Their pairs of golden eyes looked like faint fireflies in the darkness. Because there were too many of them, the whole space was finally dotted with stars.

"Are all the three thousand hybrids coming?" The potato chip girl was a little uneasy: "Will this be too much noise?"

"Not three thousand, but almost there." Jiude Mai said, "And there are far more than that. All the hybrids from all over the world are on their way here."

"How many people will come? Tens of thousands?"

"I don't know. Maybe it's much more than that, because this is a war. It's a war where you either live or die."

As Jude Mai said this, she took off the earphones in her ears and handed the earphones and walkie-talkie to Potato Chip Girl.

The potato chip girl took it and looked at her blankly: "What's wrong?"

"My boss gave me the latest order a minute ago. I will be entering Nibelungen with Sanwu Girl."

"To slay a dragon?"

"No, that's Lu Mingfei's business. What Sanwu and I have to do is to find an opportunity to kill the lunatic who is most likely to cause trouble."

Mai Jude held a black hairband in her mouth and gathered her long hair behind her head with both hands. Her hands were really skillful, and in a moment her charming long hair was tied up high.

She bent down and took out a long box from under the table. When she opened the box, she saw a heavy sniper rifle with a ferocious iron light.

This is an AS50 heavy sniper rifle, equipped by the US Navy SEALs, with a range of more than two kilometers. The five bullets in the magazine can all be fired in less than two seconds, forming a deadly barrage that the target will have no way to dodge. This is a truly lethal weapon, equipped with a bullet with five red crystal warheads. This bullet of the Philosopher's Stone can even seriously injure a humanoid dragon king.

After assembling the sniper rifle and putting it on her back, Jiude Mai stood up and smiled at Potato Chip Girl: "If Sanwu and I can't come back, remember to burn paper for us."

Potato Chips looked at her, his eyes slowly turned red, but he couldn't utter a word.

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Genjitsu stood beside the giant dragon, looking at the tunnel entrance at the end of her sight.

The noisy sound was getting closer and closer, as if thousands of troops were coming.

The huge dragon was a little restless, but his hind half was connected to the rock and he could not move. He could only flap his huge black wings in vain.

When Yuan Zhinu was considering whether she should hide from the limelight for a while, the black dragon suddenly pushed her back with its huge head, and pushed her behind him, together with his pile of broken treasures, covering her with its huge wings.

"Wait until I drive them away, then tell me about the outside world." Long said in a low voice.

Yuan Zhinv was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized that he was protecting her, just like a young child protecting his favorite toy.

In the eyes of this big guy, a tiny human like her is probably as fragile as his TV and needs to be well protected.

When Yuan Zhinv raised her head, she saw the dragon's protruding spine. This was indeed a good position for a sneak attack. Even if she couldn't deliver a fatal blow, she could definitely catch the dragon by surprise.

But looking at this big guy who was tense all over but still did not forget to protect her, and seeing him reveal his back with full trust, she finally let out a sigh and just reached out to touch the huge scales.

The dragon moved violently, its wings stirring up a huge gale. He let out a roaring sound, and at the same time, countless noisy voices were heard. Countless people rushed out and rushed towards the behemoth without hesitation.

In just a moment, various machine gun sounds rang out, and the dim environment was drowned by bright flames.

However, at this moment, Yuan Zhinv felt someone's gaze falling on her. She raised her head as if she sensed something, and saw a man in a white robe on a high rock wall.

Their eyes met in the air, and the man looked at her calmly, surveying the battlefield from above, like a god high above looking down on the world.

Yuan Zhinu took a deep breath and quietly retreated from the dragon. Soon, she came to the man's side.

Although he didn't turn around, he seemed to have eyes on his back and spoke the moment Genjima approached.

"Why not do it?" Norton's voice was flat and emotionless, as if he was simply stating the facts: "This is a good opportunity."

Genjitsu did not answer his question, but stood beside him and looked down with him.

Countless hybrids rushed out from the track, one after another. They fought hard below. The shouts, the collision of weapons and the screams of the injured merged into a surging wave of sound.

The human figure seems so small compared with the huge body of the dragon. The dragon's body is as majestic as a mountain, and its gray-black scales are like indestructible armor. Bullets cannot pierce the scales, and other cold weapons are as ridiculous as pencil sharpeners.

And every time that huge claw swung, it would stir up a bloody storm among the crowd.

The dragon spread its huge black wings and roared sharply.

In just a moment, countless people spurted blood and fell to the ground. That was because their hearts exploded. In the face of this incomparable dragon power, people with insufficient bloodline were weaker than ants. Many of them could not even face the Dragon King directly.

But even so, there are still endless people rushing up one after another, one strong or weak field after another opens up, and behind every person who falls, there will inevitably be more people rushing up.

But in the blink of an eye, the blood dyed the earth red, and the whole world seemed to have turned into purgatory.

Norton and Genjitsu just stood quietly on the cliff. There were not many waves in their eyes. It seemed as if they were watching a stage play that had nothing to do with them. Their figures were like two cold statues.

"Can this mob kill the Dragon King?" Looking at the completely one-sided crushing situation, Yuan Zhinv broke the silence and said, "No matter how many more come, they will just die."

"This is just the beginning." Norton said calmly: "Cannon fodder always rushes the fastest."

"Can a hybrid really kill the Dragon King?"

"No, you got one thing wrong." Norton said calmly, enunciating each word: "Our enemy has never been the half-bloods, but this world.

"This world now can no longer accommodate ours."

(End of this chapter)