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

Chapter 266 Are you worthy of being the Dragon King?

"Are we really manly if we just run away like this?" Noda Shou panted, his eyes full of fear, but even though he was so scared, he still couldn't help asking:
"Is it true that the boy will be okay?"

Noda Shou swore that this was definitely the most horrifying scene he had ever seen, more horrifying than any street fight he had ever participated in. However, it was obvious that their opponent was just a young girl who looked like she was not even an adult.

"Don't worry about it. We'll just be a hindrance if we stay there." Although Nuonuo didn't understand Japanese, she still noticed the boy's emotions. She spoke quickly, not caring whether the other party could understand her or not.

Nuonuo's dark red hair was wet by the rain and stuck to his body. It was rare for him to look so miserable.

It's really weird. Maybe she just doesn't get along with Japan. Last time she was stuffed in a suitcase and forcibly tied up. This time she took the initiative for once, but ended up being chased and killed wave after wave.

But now, as the oldest and most mature of the three, she was forced to act as the big sister and lead the two of them to escape.

She reached out to pull the girl behind her who was stumbling because of distraction, and shouted, "Eri! Stop distracting yourself, run!"

Eri looked up blankly, the rain wet her face, and she looked like she was crying. The girl's voice was hoarse, and she shouted just as loudly: "We ran away, what about Kang Kang?!"

She was still worried about her friends. The scary guy seemed to be coming for her. Constantine chose to stay and hold the guy back alone, and let them go first, fearing that they would be affected.

Eri originally didn't want to leave, but before she could react, Nono acted decisively and pulled her away, and it seemed that she hadn't come to her senses yet.

"As long as you can run away, it's a victory for your friends!" Nuonuo shouted loudly. She didn't know the identity of the boy and girl, but with such power, it was obvious that they were not ordinary people.

On the contrary, if they don’t run faster, they will probably be affected.

She was wondering in her heart why Yuan Zhinv hadn't come yet despite all the commotion, and prayed that if Yuan Zhinv didn't come, those damn guys who were chasing her would be attracted here.

But unfortunately, the reality is that the more you fear something, the more it will come to you. Countless rustling sounds mixed with the sound of wind and rain were so obvious, and black shadows flashed one after another in the darkness, approaching quickly like ghosts.

The moment Nuo Nuo saw these people, his heart sank, because they were obviously not the previous group of people. These guys were wearing black robes, and their exposed hands were as dry as skeletons. In the dim light, their skeleton-like faces were vaguely visible under the black robes, and pairs of golden eyes were like ghost lights in the darkness.

Although they were not carrying any weapons, the threat they posed was far greater than those guys with heavy firepower, and their speed was as fast as ghosts. However, the distance between the two sides was quickly shortened in the blink of an eye.

Nono just felt her scalp tingling, and hadn't figured out how to deal with it yet, but at this moment, bad things happened in pairs. The hand that was holding the girl was suddenly pulled away, and Eiry suddenly turned around and ran back without thinking.

Nuonuo's pupils suddenly shrank, and she subconsciously wanted to stop him. A black shadow flashed before her eyes, and a man in a black windbreaker approached her without her knowing. He swung his hand, and Eri staggered immediately. Before she fell, she was caught by the man.

After seeing the person's face clearly, Nuo Nuo's expression was visibly disappointed: "Why is it you?"

Gen Chisei grabbed Eri, who was knocked unconscious by a palm strike, with one hand, and his expression was somewhat helpless: "I know you hoped that it was a young girl who came, but can you control your disappointment a little?"

"I can't help it!" Nuonuo said, "Where's Yuan Zhinu? Where is she? Why hasn't she come yet?"

"I don't know either." Yuan Zhisheng smiled bitterly, "But with such a big commotion, she should be able to get the news soon. Before that, we have to hold on."

Nuonuo also understood that it was time for a do-or-die battle. She tied up her wet long hair, snatched the baseball bat from Noda Shou, and prepared for battle.

Looking at the ghosts approaching quickly, she asked coldly: "What the hell are these?"

"I don't know, but I was seriously injured by this thing before."

Yuan Zhisheng was also on high alert. He recognized these damn things as the ones that attacked him at Kassel College. They looked like Deadpool, but also like living people. They were neither alive nor dead, like monsters.

He knew clearly how troublesome these things were. Just one of them had injured him at that time, and now, at a glance, there were so many of them that he couldn't even count them.

He carefully handed Eri to the completely terrified Noda Hisashi, and pulled out the Spider-Kiri and the Boy-Kiri: "It might be a little difficult to fight, just hold on for now. If you can't wait for the girl, wake Eri up."

"Tsk, do we have to rely on a little girl in the end?" Nuonuo was a little unhappy. He swung the baseball bat in his hand fiercely and smashed a black shadow that suddenly jumped out and sent it flying.

Endless torrential rain fell, and in the violent storm, countless black shadows made shrill sounds, sounding like crying and laughing, as if ghosts from hell had descended to the earth.

The rain was getting heavier, starting from a corner and finally spreading all over Tokyo.

If you look down at the earth from outer space at this moment, you will find that there is a small area that is almost completely black. That is the dark clouds covering the entire Tokyo, and the elements here are beginning to riot.

In the center of the elemental turbulence, bean-sized raindrops were soaked by the severe cold before hitting the ground, freezing into sharp icicles, which smashed into the ground like sharp knives under the action of gravity.

And the center of all storms is the girl who looks like ice and snow. The bright eyes on her pale face are like a blazing fire.

She slowly raised her hand, and all the icicles began to spin, rushing towards the person in front of her with a whistling wind. A powerful domain suddenly unfolded from under her feet, and a death command was attached to each icicle, and anyone who touched it would die.

But these deadly icicles melted silently the moment they approached Constantine, turning into steaming white vapor.

An equally majestic territory unfolded from under the boy's feet, quickly and silently.

Ice and fire have been incompatible since ancient times, but Leviathan has hardly ever fought with Constantine, because he is just a child who can only hide behind his brother. Even at the banquet of the Dragon Kings, he has never appeared alone and is always a little follower behind Norton.

He is indeed the one with power among the twins, but he is just a guard guarding the gold. Even if the gold belongs to him, he will not use it. The meaning of his existence is to become Norton's food and contribute everything he has.

And he was willing...willing to be food.

Can such a useless and spiritless Dragon King really be considered a Dragon King? Who knows, at least Leviathan never looked at him straight in the eye.

But now, the cowardly boy attacked her without hesitation. He was also the king who controlled fire, sitting high on a bronze throne. He was the king of bronze and fire!
But all this... was actually for a human, for a weak, despicable, ant-like human. "You really don't deserve to be the Dragon King." Leviathan's eyes flashed with mockery, she clasped her hands together, and water elements gathered out of thin air, and finally quickly turned into ice, turning into a dark and deep long sword in her hand.

This black ice is water that has been deprived of vitality. It also carries the curse of death. Yuan Zhinv almost died on it. The wounds attacked by it will not heal no matter how strong the self-healing ability is, because it is the Throne of Life that is depriving life.

Leviathan exerted force with his calf at an indescribable speed, and stabbed Constantine with his sword with an unprecedented desperate gesture.

If neither of them is willing to give in, they can only be enemies. Words between Dragon Kings are useless, and the battle between kings has always been bloody.

Constantine is not good at fighting, even though he has mastered the power, he has been hiding behind Norton for so many years. However, tyranny is a gene engraved in the bones of the dragon race. Even if he is weak at ordinary times, when it comes to this moment, the surging will to kill will burn like a raging fire.

He dodged the fierce sword and the black flames burned in his hands. In the blink of an eye, they condensed into a long sword burning with black flames, and he slashed fiercely at the Leviathan in front of him.

The strange black weapon cut diagonally from Mr. Leviathan's right shoulder, splitting her shoulder blade, sternum and ribs, all the way to the heart area on her left chest.

It was an extremely violent blow, destroying Leviathan's heart and nervous system in one blow. Any creature that still needs to rely on the flesh will need a long time to repair its body after suffering such an injury, and the Dragon King is no exception.

The flames burned Leviathan's cut open heart, and Constantine buried an explosion of Junyan into the heart.

There was a raging fire burning in the bright golden pupils. The boy's pale face was cracked one after another, revealing the lava-like color inside. Angry roars came from his mouth, like a cornered young animal.

Leviathan stumbled back, and she pressed her hands tightly against her shoulders to prevent it from falling off her body.

She is the king of manipulating life, and her recovery ability is the best among all dragon kings, but such a serious injury still needs time to heal.

The boy obviously didn't intend to give her time. The long sword that he forged hastily was already scrapped. But it didn't matter. Even if his forging skills were not as good as Norton's, he still controlled the bronze throne.

The black flames were burning, and another pitch-black long sword appeared. Constantine slashed fiercely at the girl in front of him. His face was hideous, and his body was covered with black scales. His bony protrusions and sharp claws quickly turned him into a hideous monster.

However, just as he was about to chop off Leviathan's head with a knife, an inexplicable pressure suddenly descended upon him, making it difficult for him to breathe.

His crown position is already among the four great monarchs, and Leviathan cannot intimidate him with its majesty alone, not to mention that he controls "power". In terms of strength alone, Leviathan, which controls "power", is no match for him in any way.

But he immediately understood the source of the pressure. The four monarchs had exchanged blood. The blood alliance was not a ritual, but when you betrayed the other party, you would suffer severe mental backlash.

This kind of betrayal refers to the real intention to kill and causing substantial harm. Leviathan also attacked him, but did not suffer any backlash, which shows that she did not use her full strength at all, but was just trying to make him angry.

Constantine's sword moves immediately became clumsy, the power dissipated rapidly, and the blade lost the sharpness to kill a Dragon King.

At the moment the red blade attacked, Leviathan reached out accurately and grasped the back of the blade, using the back of the blade to gain leverage and flipped over to stand in front of Constantine.

A black crystal-like blade shaped from ice pierced Constantine's heart. The dragon blood was trying to repair the wound, but the order to die had already been given, and the new flesh and blood was killed again, over and over again as if there would be no end.

Leviathan locked Constantine's throat with one hand and lifted him into the air. Constantine struggled hard while his body shrank rapidly.

The bone spurs, scales, bone protrusions and sharp claws were retracted into the body one after another, the dragon transformation phenomenon was fading, and in a short moment, Constantine turned back into the pale and thin boy.

The backlash from the Blood Alliance had actually deprived him of his dragon characteristics, suppressing him in a weak state.

"Even if you have all the power, you are nothing but a waste that can be slaughtered at will." Leviathan's eyes were full of mockery, and he spoke each word with emphasis: "Are you worthy of being the Dragon King?"

Constantine finally realized that he had been deceived. Leviathan had deliberately let him cut that knife. He was the one who betrayed the blood alliance first, so the backlash like a tidal wave quickly swallowed him up, the contract was torn up, and Leviathan could take advantage of the situation to counterattack.

"I don't want to kill you, but you actually helped a despicable human. You have brought shame to the Dragon King." Leviathan said slowly: "I can let you go, as long as you personally send that human to me."

The pale boy's eyes gradually turned red. He struggled in vain, gnashing his bleeding teeth tightly, saying nothing. But his eyes were still stubborn. He glared at Leviathan fiercely, like a little wolf protecting his master.

"Stubborn." Leviathan sneered, and she fiercely pulled out the sharp blade from the boy's heart. Just before she was about to kill him once and for all, a terrifying heat surged from behind her.

Leviathan dodged subconsciously, and the terrifying temperature burned and exploded in the darkness with a loud bang.

In the endless burning flames, a man in a white robe walked on the fire. The scorching flames surrounded his body and rose into the night sky. The flames exploded in the sky, and the whole world suddenly became daylight.

Norton embraced the boy who was thrown away by Leviathan and wiped the blood off his face with trembling hands. Constantine gave him an ugly smile with difficulty and asked in a hoarse voice:

"Brother, am I useless?"

"Brother, it hurts so much...Brother..."

With each call, the boy seemed to have finally found someone to rely on. In an instant, all his dignity disappeared and he became a follower who only followed his brother.

"Constantine, you've done a good job." Norton said softly, with cold and hard majesty in his voice: "Go to sleep, leave the rest to me."

The boy then closed his eyes with peace of mind, as if he had waited for a long time and finally someone came to pick him up, and he would always believe in this person.

Gently putting the boy down, Norton slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of blood-red, bright golden eyes. The surging and burning anger made his face look hideous.

He stared at the Leviathan in front of him and spoke word by word: "Leviathan..."

"You deserve to die."

(End of this chapter)