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

Chapter 326 For the Throne of the World

There has never been such a glorious decisive battle in history.

When human technology encounters the Dragon King, the most violent offensive breaks out instantly.

The biting cold wind was rampaging between the vast ice fields and the deep ocean, flames were everywhere, and the terrifying temperature was almost melting the glaciers.

The noise was so loud that almost instantly, all the hybrids within a radius of dozens of kilometers noticed the abnormality. They had no doubt that this was the target they were looking for.

No hybrid could make such a big noise. They knew very well that this powerful power of words and fire control belonged only to that noble monarch.

Although I didn't understand why a Bronze and Fire appeared when they were here to track down the White King, they are all Dragon Kings and targets to be killed. The difference doesn't seem to be that big. It's just a bit unexpected that the Dragon King would actually show up.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the news of the Dragon King's appearance spread quickly among the various hybrid organizations. Many people who had left the Arctic rushed back, and countless submarines, warships, and armed helicopters quickly approached here.

The human fleet quietly appeared on the Arctic Ocean. The steel warships shuttled carefully among the icebergs. The nuclear submarines were like ghosts lurking in the deep sea, moving slowly under the cold water. Their sonar systems quickly locked onto the target. The missiles were like sharp arrows ready to be fired, ready to deal a fatal blow to the dragon at any time.

Jude Mai's armed helicopter arrived the fastest. The next moment, the helicopter launched a honeycomb rocket. The dense rockets formed a destructive net in the air, instantly covering the man in the air.

The missile exploded in the air, fire and smoke spread instantly, the explosion was deafening, and the shock wave hit the surrounding ice. Some fragile ice surfaces collapsed instantly and fell into the sea.

At the same time, a group of fighter jets roared up from the aircraft carrier. These fighter jets were like agile falcons, leaving white trails in the icy sky and quickly rushing to the battlefield.

Ten minutes later, the sea area was surrounded by groups of helicopters and speedboats. There was also a huge black creature floating under the water. It was a nuclear submarine on the way.

Following a burst of rapid machine gun fire, the machine guns on the fighter planes spewed out tongues of fire, and dense bullets shot towards the fire and smoke. In an instant, the smell of gunpowder swept across the ice field under the night sky.

But a scene that made everyone despair appeared. None of the bullets could hit the figure. When they were about five meters away from him, the bullets melted as if there was an invisible layer of dark fire there.

The scorching molten steel flowed at high speed on the wall, gathering more and more, and the warheads hit it in vain, like a swarm of moths flying into a flame.

"Is this your method? Do you think you can deal with me with this?" The man's disdainful voice sounded. He looked at Xia Mi, who had completely recovered her innocent appearance on the ground, with mockery in his eyes: "How ridiculous."

Before he finished speaking, the man raised his hand slightly, and the molten steel rotating around him moved. In an instant, the molten steel splashed everywhere, capturing all the missiles in the air. The explosive force completely dissipated outwards, instantly shooting down several fighter jets.

The wind direction changed unconsciously, or rather, it kept changing, and a whirlwind blew over the sea. The helicopter trembled, and various alarms in the cabin sounded, but the man just raised his hand.

"Alert! Alert! Elemental turbulence has been detected over the North Pole. Personnel nearby should immediately take shelter! Repeat, repeat, elemental turbulence has been detected over the North Pole. Personnel nearby should immediately take shelter!" EVA's voice echoed in the cabin.

In fact, there was no need for her to remind him. Looking out through the front window of the cabin, the low-lying clouds were swirling down toward the sea, just like the sharp horns of a devil sticking out of the clouds.

Black flames flashed from the sharp corners from time to time, and the high temperature burned and distorted the surrounding air, accompanied by continuous rumbling of electric light.

This is the vortex of wind that sucked down the rain clouds carrying tens of thousands of volts of high-voltage static electricity. The extreme flames were compressed, waiting for the moment of explosion. At that moment, the world would turn into a sea of ​​fire.

There is no doubt that this is elemental turbulence. An old Chinese saying goes that wherever a dragon moves, wind and rain will follow it. Elemental turbulence is strong enough to change the regional climate. This is usually a precursor to the awakening of the Dragon King. Such a big commotion can be caused by just a gesture. There is no other possibility except the Dragon King himself.

People nearby immediately take shelter! People nearby immediately take shelter! "EVA's voice was still echoing in the cabin.

Jiude Mai also wanted to retreat. She joined the academy's team to gather intelligence, not to really slay the dragon, and she didn't want to risk her life here.

But they no longer had the chance.

The black fire snake had wrapped around the plane at some point, the roar of the overheated engine rang in the ears, countless machines issued sharp alarms, black smoke billowed from the huge fuselage, and it lost control and crashed into the hard blue glacier.

Jiude Mai suddenly put down the joystick and turned around - in this completely out-of-control situation, it didn't really matter whether she operated it or not - she grabbed the completely stunned Su Enxi and jumped into the sea without hesitation.

At this moment, the cell phones they left on the plane dinged, indicating that a new scheduled email had entered the inbox, "Enjoy the ice spring ladies, this will be the most enjoyable existence in the blazing sky, and we will enjoy this final chapter of destruction together."

The next moment, the helicopter finally crashed into the sea, and a loud explosion was heard from the deep sea.

"Tsk, it's so sad. How can human beings be so fragile?" Xia Mi looked up and watched the plane streak across the sky like a meteor and fall into the abyss, leaving a black trail, but there was no sadness or joy in her eyes.

At this moment, all her dragon-like features had disappeared, and those terrifying bone spurs, claws, and wings were all retracted into her body. She was Xia Mi again, looking pure and even a little innocent. She was wearing the simplest white cold-proof clothing, almost blending into the glacier.

Beside her were Chu Zihang and two other people who were also wearing winter clothing, and behind her was Lu Mingfei who had fallen into a coma at some point.

The illusion of Nibelung disappeared, and they returned to their original attire, as if they had never entered that fatal space from the beginning to the end. Everything was just a dream, and now that the dream is over, the reality is still very bleak.

She stopped Chu Zihang who was about to come forward and said without even turning her head, "Why are you going up there? Are you using your little flame to help cheer them up?"

Without waiting for Chu Zihang to answer, she glanced at Yuan Zhisheng and Caesar again: "You two's words are even more useless, so just stay still."

The three of them looked at each other, and no one spoke for a while. Finally, Yuan Zhisheng spoke up. He was a little hesitant, but still said, "What can we do?"

"You can't do anything, let alone be the savior." Xia Mi said mercilessly.

She looked at the roaring fighter jets, the approaching nuclear submarines, and the rail-guided missiles that were locked onto this place. Her eyes were filled with mockery of the ants who overestimated their own capabilities. "Aren't you going to slay the dragon? The dragon is right here, go ahead and slay it."

Relying on human power to slay dragons is simply the biggest joke she has ever heard. Behind the deaths of all dragon kings in history, there must be the shadows of other dragon kings, but humans believe the myths in history books and really think they can slay gods on their own.

The girl's eyes were full of meanness. She looked at the crashing plane in the sky without a single fluctuation on her face. She just felt it was ridiculous.

But it was fine, she always needed some cannon fodder to delay time, and today the weather was just right, so she thought it would be most appropriate to kill one or two dragon kings. Although she couldn't kill them, as long as she waited for Yuan Zhinv to come back, the situation would definitely be different.

But she soon discovered something was wrong and looked around. Why was it only Norton who was attracting fire? Where was Constantine?

But what was strange was that the thin boy had completely disappeared.

Xia Mi suddenly had a very ominous premonition in her heart, and then she soon found that her premonition was completely correct.

I heard a sound like an eggshell breaking. The ice tens or hundreds of meters thick under my feet was melting and cracking. I could feel the temperature coming from under my feet. I could even feel the temperature through such a thick layer of ice. I could imagine how terrifying the temperature was. It was like a nuclear bomb exploding under my feet, or like the sun had gone under the ice.

Looking at the vague and thin figure under the water, even Xia Mi couldn't help but widen her eyes. She murmured unconsciously: "Damn, is this such a big deal?"

"Is this the rhythm of dragging everyone down with him..."

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On the border of Japan, outside the vast coastline, an old, dilapidated courtyard sits on the shore. In front of the gate are lush old trees, their branches swaying in the sea breeze.

A silver Aston Martin convertible drove along the winding road, with a string of Coke cans tied to the back of the car, making a cheerful tinkling sound as the cans collided on the ground.

The passenger was a man in a white linen suit. He was tall, thin, with a short beard and a healthy tanned skin. He was a typical Italian handsome man.

Pompey should not have been so ostentatious, but when he heard that the pursuers had left and found out that the Arctic Circle was very lively, he thought that the adult on horseback would not be able to take care of his side for a while.

So he instantly returned to his true nature, and being flamboyant was his true nature.

If the time was right, he would even like to find a beautiful woman to sit with him in the passenger seat. That would be truly comfortable. Of course, if Uesugi Yue had not rejected his invitation, he would not mind taking him and his beautiful daughter with him.

Of course, Uesugi Yue was lying under the car, and his beautiful daughter was sitting in the passenger seat.

Pompey straightened his collar with a little regret and walked towards the shabby courtyard. He did not knock on the door, and the iron gate opened in front of him. There was no one in the courtyard, and the leaves swayed lonely in the wind.

In the shabby hall filled with sunlight, an old man in a white robe, like a monk, sat quietly on a chair. Although the environment was shabby, his posture was peaceful, as if he was an ancient sage.

Pompey pushed the door open and walked in without even looking at the old man. Instead, he took an unknown wild flower and sniffed it deeply, as if he was intoxicated by the fragrance.

He picked these flowers casually from the haystack at the door. They were not rare varieties, but they bloomed beautifully.

The old man didn't seem to mind his arrogance and debauchery. He looked straight ahead and remained silent.

Pompeii played with the wild flower and sat down on the chair that was placed in front of the old man, as if it had been prepared for him long ago.

"It's not easy to find you, Pompey." The old man said slowly.

"Ancestor, why are you so anxious to summon me?" Pompey crossed his legs, still in a nonchalant manner, "You are not here to settle accounts with me, are you? I have done something wrong to the family, but I am not prepared to apologize."

"You are always so rebellious. Caesar must have inherited this from you." The old man said slowly, "But you will eventually understand the family's painstaking efforts and return to the embrace of the family."

"The family will also forgive your offense, just like the elders will forgive the child who made the mistake."

"Can you please stop talking about such cultured but meaningless things? You sound like a vampire dug out of a medieval tomb," Pompey paused, "and you look like one. Come on, what do you want from me? You came all the way to Japan."

This is a very ridiculous thing, because the old and dying antique in front of him should be the kind of character who has difficulty moving, but he ended up chasing all the way to Japan, just because Pompey did not listen to the family's call at all at this moment, and even stabbed the family in the back.

According to Pompey's understanding of these old guys, what they want to do most now is to use cannons to blow him and the entire Snake Eight Families together, and it would be best if there is not even a trace left, which is in line with the style of them, the Sicilian bandits.

However, the fact is that they did so, but unfortunately the final result was that their base camp was bombed out, while the Sheqi Eight Clans were not hurt at all.

So when the old man encountered trouble, he had to lower himself and come to meet the traitor of his family.

Pompey was just a little curious about what could have happened that could make him lower his head, which would probably still be proud even after being buried.

"Caesar is no longer under Japan's control. Genji cannot be controlled. She is a demon!" The old man said succinctly: "Caesar is your son. He is in a very dangerous situation now. Aren't you worried?"

"No, I think he is much safer in Japan than in his family." Pompey shrugged, "At least no one in Japan forces him to marry a bride and have children."

"He is the heir of the family. It is his responsibility to produce pure offspring for the family." The old man was silent for a long time, looking at the indifferent man, and finally decided to be lenient.

He used a gentle but dignified tone, "The master of the Gattuso family is the master of this world. Apart from the black master, there will be no other rival."

"And that black master will eventually be defeated by us. Everything he has will be inherited by us, and we will become the masters of the world!"

"The ruler of the world? How funny." Pompey said, and then he really laughed: "Isn't it that Herzog's experiment failed and you need a new experiment?"

"You have completely lost the White King's throne. This has made you panic, right? So now you are daydreaming. Black King, are you worthy of colliding with the Black King?"

"You want to give birth to a supreme being through Caesar and Chen Motong, but can you guarantee that the one born in the end will not be a monster?"

"Oh, by the way, I almost forgot, you don't care." Pompey smiled, but his eyes were full of undisguised mockery: "Anyway, monsters can be killed, children can be reborn, and even brides can be remade. It would be best if Caesar could eventually become a stud like me, so that you would be satisfied."

"So, for that ridiculous throne, what kind of disgusting thing are you not willing to do?"

(End of this chapter)