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

Chapter 312 Chaotic Script

"It's really troublesome."

Lin Fenglong sighed, and a beam of white light enveloped him. A buzzing sound was overwhelming, like a giant wasp wandering in the ice and snow.

Of course a wasp doesn’t have headlights, it’s a Russian-made Mi-35 attack helicopter!
The next moment, the helicopter launched a honeycomb rocket. The dense rockets formed a destructive net in the air, and ice and snow splashed everywhere in an instant.

Thanks to Finkel, all the mixed-race species in the world have detailed coordinates. It is precisely because the mixed-race species from all over the world gather together that there will be an uneven distribution of superiority and inferiority.

The organized ones will send submarines, icebreakers, equipped with Tomahawk missiles, Storm torpedoes, etc. The unorganized or small ones will also try every possible way to arm themselves.

Compared with those heavy weapons, the Mi-35 can only be regarded as a test. After all, they don't know whether Lin Fenglong is a human or a thing. If his wanted portrait was not also put on the bounty, no one would pay attention to them at this moment.

As for Norton... he was just brought along as a byproduct.

Roaring flames surrounded them, and flying ice and smoke blocked their vision. After a round of bombing was completed, there was a brief pause. The helicopter circled around the smoke, waiting for it to dissipate, and was ready to continue the fire attack at any time.

If they were two ordinary humans, they would have been ready to feast by now. However, under such dense firepower, they might have been beaten to the point of being completely wiped out.

But when the smoke cleared, the pilot of the helicopter couldn't even see where the two figures were. An incomparable gale came howling, and all the dashboards issued shrill alarms, indicating heat overload.

Everything happened so quickly that even the red alarm light only flashed a few times before the temperature rose rapidly and black smoke began to come out of countless operating keys, as if they were about to burn.

When the flames really rose, they finally saw the figures on the ground. They were intact, not even the corners of their clothes were stained with dust. Their eyes were a chilling golden color. The moment the pilot looked into their eyes, he froze in place.

The armed helicopter turned into a burning torch in the strong wind, and finally fell like a meteor. Amid the violent explosion, both Lin Fenglong and Norton looked unhappy.

The commotion in the Arctic Circle at this time was quite large, even larger than the one caused by BJ that time, because the environment in the Arctic Circle was harsh and the hybrids needed to be armed more.

Each family showed their skills and used various means to obtain weapons and submarines. Large warships left the port one after another. It was difficult to hide such a big commotion from humans, but they were still trying to fool people.

At least no one has used nuclear weapons yet, of course it may be because they haven't found the target yet.

But now they should have found it.

Even though Lin Fenglong and Norton dealt with the Mi-35 as quickly as possible, the noise still attracted other people. There was a rumbling sound underwater, and something big was approaching at a very fast speed.

From a distance, one could even see the ships on the water becoming clearer and clearer. Those were warships, and there was no doubt that they had been targeted.

Perhaps at this moment, Storm torpedoes or Tomahawk missiles have been aimed at them. With Norton here, it is ridiculous to kill them with such thermal weapons, but showing this ability at this time is undoubtedly putting a "Dragon King" label on their foreheads.

Lin Fenglong turned his head and saw that the tyrant had a gloomy face and his eyes were full of anger of being offended.

He couldn't help but sigh, stretched out his hand to stop Norton who was about to kill all these guys, and said helplessly: "Let's go first."

Norton immediately looked at him with a look of lunatic. Lin Fenglong lowered his voice and said, "Do you want to be on the headlines tomorrow? In front of the whole world?"

"So what?" Norton sneered, "Kill as many as come."

As a monarch who controls metal and fire, the thermal weapons that humans are proud of can cause no harm at all in front of him. Even if he cannot destroy all humans, it is no problem for him to escape unscathed.

He had chosen to stay low-key in Japan before, not because he was afraid of being discovered by humans, but because he wanted to use the power of Genjitsu to deal with other dragon kings.

Norton is extremely arrogant. To him, the only real opponents are the four monarchs and beings of higher levels.

Humans? What are they? They are nothing but ants.

"It's not the right time yet. It's unwise to confront humans now." Lin Fenglong sighed, "And my assets are in those warships and nuclear submarines heading towards us."

Norton: “?”

"Do you know how much money these things cost me? You just destroyed them with a wave of your hand. Even I would feel very painful. Forget it, you don't understand."

Facing Norton's speechless gaze, Lin Fenglong coughed tactically: "Let's go, there's no need to be a target now."

"It's more important to kill Frigga first. We don't have time to waste with these humans. You don't want us to be unprepared when he wakes up."

This sentence successfully calmed Norton down. Now was indeed not the time to confront humans. In his eyes, humans were indeed ants, but these ants were also very good at causing trouble, and it would still take a lot of time to deal with them all.

After all, modern technology is still unable to capture the trace of the Dragon King. When they make up their minds to leave, they only need to dive into the deep sea, and even a nuclear submarine will quickly lose the target.

But the hybrids did not give up easily and still wandered around the Arctic Circle, looking for any suspicious places.

But they did not find anything unusual, because the figure they were looking for had already boarded a warship in a dignified manner.

"Yes, I really want to know why you are here." Lin Fenglong had changed into a new set of clothes. He was wearing a black suit, a white bow tie, and a leather mask on his face.

The captain came out to greet him personally, and faced with his question, he was a little confused: "Isn't this the order of the family?"

He looked at the strange man in front of him and knew that he was the family's investor. Although he had never made an official appearance, his status was no lower than that of the head of the family and those elders.

The Gattuso family was able to clean up their mess and amass huge wealth in just a few hundred years, all thanks to these so-called investors. They call themselves the Holy Palace Medical Society, which has a very long history. In front of them, those elders who sleep in coffins are nothing more than children.

Even ordinary family members are not qualified to contact them and are completely unaware of the existence of such an organization. The outside world is even more unaware of it. This is also one of Gattuso's secrets.

Lin Fenglong nodded to show that he understood. He took the phone from the captain who respectfully handed it to him, waved him to leave, and began to check what had happened during this period.

In order to delay Frigga, he had been on the ship all this time, and the information was a little out of date.

But when he saw that Gattuso's family had suffered a heavy blow and the acting head of the family, Pompey, who had been indifferent to the affairs of the family, stepped forward to turn the tide and reached an agreement with the secret party to jointly send people to support the Arctic Circle, he couldn't help but have a bit more ridicule in his eyes.

"You've been pretending for so many years, but you can't pretend anymore?" Norton laughed disdainfully, "Why, did your dog bite you?"

“Not really.” Lin Fenglong smiled and shook his head, not seeming to care much, even his tone was indifferent: “There are always some smart guys who think they can fight against fate by themselves, but they don’t know that fate has been determined long ago.”

"It's not like you haven't made mistakes before." Norton sneered and spit out three words in a mocking tone: "Source Girl."

Lin Fenglong looked at him in confusion: "If I remember correctly, when I found that Yuan Zhinu was out of control and wanted to kill her, it seemed that you were helping her?"

"So what?"

"Nothing." Lin Fenglong sighed: "I just want to ask you, will you help her this time?"

Norton fell silent. This arrogant tyrant rarely spoke. He lowered his eyes slightly, making it difficult for Lin Fenglong to see clearly those eyes that were always full of majesty.

He said, half intentionally and half unintentionally, "Now is probably the best time to kill her. She will have to fight against Frigga sooner or later. If we can kill them both, we can obtain the complete authority of the White King."

"Otherwise, given time, she will be the next Frigga, or even more difficult to deal with than Frigga. She has already eaten Behemoth and my stupid brother. Do you think she will let you and Constantine go?"

"Wake up, she has already tasted the taste of power and strength. She is no longer the pure human being she once was. We are the same kind, insidious, cunning, and bloodthirsty."

Norton still didn't speak, and seemed to be in deep thought.

"You don't really think of her as a friend, do you? How can a Dragon King have friends?" Seeing that Norton was still silent, Lin Fenglong spoke earnestly: "My good brother, don't be confused at this time."

After these words came out, Norton looked at him coldly and asked, “Are you teaching me how to do things?”

He spoke each word with great emphasis, the mockery in his eyes not concealed at all: "I think you have been pretending to be a human for so long that you have forgotten your identity. Put away your disgusting tricks. I am not friends with her, and even less with you."

"I will kill her, and I will kill you too. Cherish this time, it is the last time you will be alive."

"So confident?" Lin Fenglong shrugged indifferently: "Okay, then I'll wait for you to kill me."

No one answered him, because the man had already turned and left, his back looking lonely and proud, like a true monarch.

……

"Number 1, wake up, Number 1!"

Yuan Zhinu was awakened by the nurse's loud and gruff voice. When she opened her eyes, she saw the iron gate was opened, sunlight came in, and the nurse was standing at the door, staring at her coldly.

"Did you sneak out again last night? If you do that again, I will tell the doctor." The nurse warned, "Behave yourself, or you will be in trouble! Gather together now."

Yuan Zhinv rubbed her head. The last thing she remembered was that Herzog was hit in the neck by a stone. Then, a shrill alarm sounded and countless guards rushed over with guns.

Before she was blown into pieces, she heard Lu Mingze sigh, and then a flower appeared before her eyes. She woke up again at the present moment.

It seems that the devil did not deceive her. This is indeed some kind of dream that can be replayed over and over again. Now should be the first loading.

Although she didn't get any useful information, on the bright side, she killed Herzog with her own hands, which made up for her regret and was not bad.

Now the situation is very clear. What Frigga was looking for in the Arctic Circle should also be the body of the little devil. This supreme being died before he matured, but his identity as the supreme being still exists.

By eating his dragon bones and obtaining his supreme position, he would be qualified to challenge Nidhogg. Frigga knew clearly that his opponents were never those useless monarchs, nor the rebellious sacrifice of Genjitsu, but the Black Supreme who would wake up sooner or later.

But unfortunately, she also underestimated the ability of the little devil. Even if she was sealed forever on the ice field by Kungunir, without a body and only with the last bit of strength left, she was not someone that other dragon kings could underestimate, not even Frigga, because she was not the complete White King after all.

Look, I've been made a fool of myself. I have to perform dancing every night and be treated as the final boss. It's not just ridiculous, it's a clown.

Yuan Zhinv sighed for a moment, then stood up and left the room. Everything seemed to have returned to the past, and she once again came to the lawn where the children were playing.

This time she didn't rush to find the little devil. She stood outside the crowd and studied the 38 children.

The strange thing is that she didn't see Yuan Zhisheng.

She had clearly asked Yuan Zhisheng to protect these idiots. Now that all the idiots were caught, where was Yuan Zhisheng? It couldn't be that he hadn't had time to meet up with these three idiots. This shouldn't be the case. Without Yuan Zhisheng, how could they have come to this place? There were many polar bears along the way.

Genjitsu hasn't figured it out yet, but she's not in a hurry. She plans to let Load go through the process naturally this time to see what happens next, whether it develops like the original, and what the pattern of Frigga's appearance is.

At the same time, a man wearing a dark gray officer's uniform with a "Red Flag Medal" pinned on his chest took out his ID with a cold face and handed it to the sentry in front of him.

"I'm Major Gendarev." The man said simply, "Take me to see Dr. Herzog."

He explained his identity in the simplest language. He was a special envoy from Moscow and an important member of the secret intelligence department. In the Tsarist era, such people were called "imperial envoys."

The sentry saluted fiercely and respectfully led him into the towering building.

In the warm basement, the old man poured the wine into the glass and had been waiting for a long time.

"Comrade Major, welcome to Black Swan Harbor." The old man raised his glass to the approaching man: "Every piece of ice in your glass has a history of tens of thousands of years and comes from the deep permafrost of our great motherland, symbolizing our pure and strong friendship!"

The man who called himself Yuandarev looked at him deeply, did not take the glass of wine, but asked a very strange question.

"Doctor, do you believe in justice?"

Herzog: “?”

Is this imperial envoy a fool?

(End of this chapter)