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

Chapter 98 The positions of the hunter and the prey are reversed!
After sending away the burden, Yuan Zhinv jumped directly into the deep water. In her mind, her snake was always circling around a certain place. She was very scared and did not dare to approach.

But Yuan Zhinv entered that space without hesitation, and the water flow gradually decreased, until it was only knee-high.

It was a long passage with countless snake-faced human statues on both sides. These statues originally stood upright, but when Yuan Zhinv came, they bent down in unison and bowed, like pilgrim slaves.

Yuan Zhinv pulled out the knife. The scarlet long knife flashed sharp light in the darkness, and wherever it passed was filled with a pungent smell of blood.

She knew that this place was not safe at all. There were at least two second-generation species. In the original book, one was cut off by Sanxia and the other became Norton's dragon body.

Although her bloodline has now reached the level of the second generation, and after using the Eight-Headed Avatar to enhance it again, she can even barely reach the strength of the first generation, but she does not dare to be careless.

Walking out of the passage, the view suddenly opened up. In the calm stagnant water, countless eerie white bones were floating on the water, piled up densely like a hill, and traces of burning could be vaguely seen.

It is hard to imagine how many people have died here. Such a horrific scene is like seeing hell, with a huge visual impact.

But Yuan Zhinv just frowned and calmly ignored these dry bones. With the snake's reminder, she quickly found a new entrance, which was still the living door lock. She lay on the ground with a hideous ghost face, staring at the dome that would never see the light of day.

The Source Girl, who was well prepared, took out another bottle of blood and smashed it into the living spirit's mouth. The vibration came from under her feet, like a precursor to an earthquake, and the entire bottom of the water was slowly moving.

A thin and long water tornado appeared above Genji's head, and its sharp tail stabbed straight down like a cone. Before Genji could react, she suddenly lost support under her feet.

Everything went dark before her eyes, and she was rapidly falling, spinning, and rolling.

But she never reacted, letting the water carry her away, just holding the knife tightly.

Below was a smooth slide that spiraled down. After a moment, the darkness dissipated, and light appeared in front of her, and she landed on a huge waterwheel.

Yuan Zhinv jumped out, and what came into view was an ancient bronze house.

Apart from the texture, it was no different from the ancient Chinese dwellings that Genjiro had seen in the illustrations of history books in her previous life.

There were even windows in the house, but outside the windows was a dark metal wall.

There is a small lamp in front of him, made of bronze, and shaped like a palace maid kneeling on the table, holding the lamp in one hand and the sleeve of the other hand gathered above the lampshade.

But at this time the lamp was dim, and the dried up lamp oil inside could be vaguely seen.

The furnishings in the house were unusually simple. Two of the three rooms were bedrooms. The beds were made of rattan and were still sturdy. There was a ceramic vase on the low table with a withered flower in it.

Two robes were hung on the wall, both were white. At first glance, it looked like two people, one tall and one short, standing against the wall. In the main room, a stack of yellowed rough paper was placed on a low table. The handwriting on it was clearly visible, and there was a pen next to it.

It was as if the owner was just out temporarily and would come back to continue writing at any time.

Time here seems to have stopped. Thousands of years have passed, but the house still lingers with the scent of the people who originally lived here.

Yuan Zhinu could almost imagine the scene of the brothers living here. There was not much of the majesty and ups and downs that a Dragon King should have, but only warmth. They relied on each other, accompanied each other, and spent many years together.

She found the cocoon in the bedroom where the wheelchair was, and it was placed on the bed, just like a boy lying there quietly.

Yuan Zhinv reached out and gently touched the hard outer shell of the brass jar. The texture was rough, but she could vaguely feel the temperature.

"Constantine." The girl's low voice sounded in the empty bedroom: "Be good, I'll take you to find your brother."

There was no reaction from the cocoon. Yuan Zhinv picked up the cocoon, secured it and put it on her back. Then she turned around and went back to the main room, where she took out the long bronze box hanging on the wall.

Yuan Zhinv reached out and knocked on it, and the thing made a low metallic hum. She opened it casually and saw seven swords neatly arranged inside.

"Seven Deadly Sins."

The slender fingers stroked across the swords, and those brutal weapons began to hum, as if they had sensed the call and were eager to break out of the boxes.

But Yuan Zhinu just closed the box.

She carried the heavy box in one hand, the knife in the other, and the brass jar on her back, and left the warm little house without any reluctance.

……

At the same time, outside the ancient bronze city.

Caesar looked at the huge monster in front of him, and his ice-blue pupils suddenly shrank.

The dragon was extremely excited when it saw him, and its blazing golden eyes revealed a bloodthirsty light. It suddenly opened its ferocious mouth and bit Caesar's head fiercely.

Caesar had been watching the dragon's movements intently. The memory of so many years of fighting was deeply rooted in his genes, and as soon as the dragon moved, Caesar subconsciously crouched down, barely dodged it, and at the same time raised Dick Tudo and smashed it hard.

The short knife hit the dark scales, sparking bright sparks and then instantly being submerged by water. He swung it with all his strength, but only left a small white mark on the scales. The fishy smell quickly spread over Caesar's head. The dragon swung its tail violently, and Caesar was unable to dodge and was directly slapped away.

Caesar felt a sharp pain and looked up, and saw a playful light in the dragon's eyes. His heart sank suddenly.

The dragon seemed to have an unexpectedly high IQ, as it was in no rush to eat its snack. Instead, it toyed with its weak prey bit by bit, like a cat playing with a mouse.

In front of it, Caesar seemed not much stronger than a mouse.

This realization made Caesar angry, but he had no way to deal with it. The gap in strength between the two sides was too great, and he felt powerless.

Am I going to die here?

There was a flash of violence in his eyes, and Caesar clenched the knife in his hand tightly, ready to fight to the death.

Even if he dies, he must make this dragon pay a price!

But just when he was ready to give it all, the huge monster suddenly paused and turned back to look at the ancient bronze city.

Then, the thing dropped Caesar, the fresh food that was about to reach its mouth, and rushed into the ancient bronze city without hesitation. Its huge body created countless splashes and bubbles in the water.

Its movements were so fast, like a nimble big fish, and it disappeared from Caesar's sight in an instant.

Caesar just froze in place, looking at the empty space in front of him. His defensive and vigilant posture looked like a joke.

But he soon realized something, his pupils suddenly contracted, and he cursed subconsciously: "Damn it!"

Why did the dragon suddenly leave? It must be because something attracted it, but there is only one outsider in the entire bronze ancient city, and that is Fengjian Liuli!
The dragon rushed towards Fengjian Liuli, even giving up the easy prey for it, and moved so quickly as if the backyard was on fire.

The girl must have done something, and the dragon came to settle the score with thundering rage.

Without any hesitation, Caesar swam back to the ancient bronze city.

Even though he knew that going there would mean death, Caesar did not hesitate. He was an extremely proud man and absolutely could not accept the fact that his team members had died while he, as the team leader, was still alive.

Stupid? Maybe, but even if he was going to die, he, the team leader, should be the first to die.

But his speed in the water was too slow. Even though he tried his best, he still couldn't see the shadow of the dragon.

Caesar's face was as cold as ice at this moment. He pursed his lips tightly, released countless sickle-tailed beasts, and then rushed towards the direction that the sickle-tailed beasts feared.

He kept urging himself in his heart, faster, faster, the dragon was too powerful, it had definitely reached the level of the next generation, and no matter how powerful the girl was, she was just a mortal with flesh and blood, and was probably just an appetizer in front of the dragon.

Caesar was extremely horrified that when he arrived, only broken limbs would be left. He absolutely could not accept such a scene, and even the thought of it made him unacceptable.

The overwhelming anger overwhelmed the fear in his heart. He held Dick Tudo tightly, and his eyes burned with golden anger.

He would never allow that dragon to take away his team members!
But when he finally arrived, he saw a scene that he would never forget.

In his imagination, even if the girl was not bitten to pieces, she should be struggling with the dragon at this time, and the horrible monster would treat his team members as if it was playing a trick on him.

There was maneuvering and embarrassment, but the positions were reversed.

He tried his best to maneuver, but still looked a little embarrassed as he turned into the giant dragon.

The girl, who he imagined would be weak in the face of a giant dragon, was now holding a scarlet long knife in her hand, slashing at the dragon's body with one blow after another.

Facing this ferocious and huge monster, the girl's body was so small, but every time the dragon tried to attack the girl, she would dodge it lightly and nimbly. It twisted its body awkwardly, but could never touch a single hair of the girl.

As if she had warmed up enough, the girl stopped dodging.

But at the moment she stopped, the dragon seemed to sense something. Not only did it not take the opportunity to attack, but it tensed up and showed a defensive posture.

In knee-deep water, the girl tore off the equipment on her head, and her long black hair cascaded down like a waterfall. She slowly stretched her body, and countless pale scales emerged from under her skin, quickly covering her thin body.

He slowly swung the long sword in his hand, and a blood-red flame spread from the tip of the sword, extending the entire sword by twice its length. Holding it in his hand was like holding a burning flame, or like holding countless wailing and screaming undead spirits.

The girl slowly raised her head, her eyes filled with blazing gold, far more brilliant and dazzling than the dragon's golden pupils. There was no fear in her eyes, as she looked at the terrifying behemoth with excitement and passion, as if she had seen some coveted delicacy.

And under such a gaze, the dragon's huge body began to tremble slowly.

In just a moment, the positions of hunter and prey were reversed!
When Caesar looked at the pale girl with ferocious horns, a chill ran through his heart. He shuddered violently and couldn't help shaking all over.

(End of this chapter)