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Chapter 107 I won’t hand over the things, this is my attitude
The sound of the helicopter rotors tearing through the clouds was like tearing steel foil, and the cold and hard searchlight like mercury vapor splashed over the sky above the command room.

The black silhouette in the cabin could be vaguely seen, jumping out of the cabin, the falling trajectory cutting through the rain curtain, landing in the water with knees slightly bent, splashing water.

Bang!
It was not like the sound of a human body falling, but more like a hard lump of iron.

The dust in the searchlight beam floated slightly, reflecting the true face of the black shadow.

The teenage boy stood in the rain, like a broken knife stuck in concrete. His left eye was covered by a black eye patch, and the iris of his exposed right eye was a gray-blue color like frozen iron. His black combat uniform was tightly attached to his bony collarbone.

The breath was so cold that raindrops seemed to freeze into icicles on the eyelashes. The dark green mace handle extended obliquely from the left and right shoulder blades behind the body, and the four-sided mace body was covered with scaly scars unique to meteorite forging.

Seeing the weapon behind the young man, Qi Xiuyuan raised his eyebrows unconsciously.

The mace is long and without a blade, with four edges and a length of four feet. Most maces are used in pairs. They are shaped like a hard whip or a bamboo root node. The end of the mace is not pointed, and the cross-section of the mace is square with grooves, hence the name "concave mace".

It is a short weapon, and its techniques are similar to those of swords and knives. The main striking methods include striking, slashing, stabbing, pointing, blocking, parrying, chopping, blocking, intercepting, blowing, sweeping, lifting, covering, rolling, and pressing.

However, due to its extremely heavy weight, between 2 and 3 jin, it cannot be wielded freely by people without great strength. Its lethality is considerable, and it can kill people even through armor.

"The man sent by the aristocratic family actually used a mace?" Qi Xiuyuan's gaze slashed across the two maces behind the man like a knife, and he thought thoughtfully, "Could it be the same kind of words that enhance physical strength as the Bronze Throne and Immortality?"

This was the first time he saw someone using a double mace. This thing could be said to be the nemesis of swords and knives. It was also a weapon used by cavalry to break through armor and defeat the enemy with force. In terms of toughness and strength, no sword could match the mace, perhaps only the axe.

However, the mace is known as the "good weapon" among weapons. A pair of maces of the same weight are like the two ends of a scale. The mace without a sharp edge is more like a prop for scolding and punishing, rather than a weapon for killing and mutilating people.

"..."

The young man's eyes swept across the calmed Death Valley and Fangfeng's huge body of more than ten meters, and then he walked into the command post with an expressionless face as if no one was around, passing by a device called a full-frequency radio wave scanner.

Once close to the source of radio wave transmission, the scanner will emit a beeping alarm sound, but the alarm did not sound when the teenager passed by the device.

Only when it swept across his wrist did the device emit a slight humming sound, because he was wearing an electronic watch, which also emitted a tiny amount of radio waves, indicating that the device was working properly.

Without waiting for Bai Ci to speak, the young man took off the electronic watch and handed it to the security guard beside him.

Until he walked in front of Bai Ci, every move he made from beginning to end was as precise as a machine, like the meshing of gears inside.

"Chen, Chen Zhenyu."

The boy's voice was as cold and hard as pig iron. Every syllable sounded like it had been forged through a thousand hammerings. One could even smell the smell of wet metal, but he never looked at Qi Xiuyuan from beginning to end.

"The second son of the 84th generation of the Chen family, I never thought that the higher-ups would send you to support us. You are indeed a 'young and promising' man."

Bai Ci showed a formal smile on his face, but there was a hint of dissatisfaction in his words: "But unfortunately, you came too late. That third generation species has already been dealt with by our S-class."

Hearing this, Chen Zhenyu turned his gaze to Qi Xiuyuan beside him. Their eyes met, and Qi Xiuyuan saw the scrutiny in those blue eyes.

A condescending look.

"In that case, the next thing will be simple."

Chen Zhenyu looked away, gazing at the dragon bone cross beside him. His eyes flickered slightly, and his tone remained calm as he spoke, "Please hand over the remains of the next generation to me. I will return immediately and report back. I will ask our ancestors to reward us based on the results of this battle."

"Is this their attitude?" Bai Ci laughed, a laugh that was a reflection of his anger.

"This is our attitude." Chen Zhenyu said calmly.

negotiation?

No, the negotiations were based on equal status, and between the aristocratic families and the military district, there were only natural orders.

As soon as he finished speaking, without expecting any response, Chen Zhenyu casually stretched out his hand towards the dragon bone cross.

But at this moment.

Snapped.

A hand grasped his outstretched wrist. It was a tough and powerful hand. Arcs of blue electricity flowed into the palm of the hand, easily interrupting all his movements.

At the moment his wrist was grabbed, Chen Zhenyu tilted his head slightly, and a red-gold color appeared deep in his pupils.

He was also met with a pair of scarlet eyes, and the golden rhythm in the three magatama was flowing slowly.

"I won't hand over the things." Qi Xiuyuan smiled slightly, "That's my attitude."

"..."

Chen Zhenyu narrowed his eyes, staring at Qi Xiuyuan dimly, and said, "I know you. You killed my useless third brother, and you also seized the semi-finished product of the evolution medicine. It is because of your existence that the God-making plan has been furthered."

"In that case, I think you should know that the so-called evolutionary medicine can only create Deadpool. But you don't know that this is not because the ingredients of the medicine are imperfect, but because evolutionary medicine has gone beyond the scope of genetics."

Having said that, he paused for a moment and continued, "The real evolution medicine is an alchemical medicine. The core ingredient is the blood of the ancient dragon, the blood extracted from the dragon bone cross."

"As long as we obtain the ancient dragon blood required for the evolution medicine, we can kill the Dragon King. You and I will have the opportunity to become true..."

"Tsk." Qi Xiuyuan laughed softly and interrupted Chen Zhenyu. "Actually, I've always been curious. Do you really want to become the new dragon clan?"

"Family, love, friendship... eternal life, power, authority..." Chen Zhenyu said calmly, "No matter what the price, as long as you become a true dragon, you can get everything you want."

Chen Zhenyu's words sounded calm, but they did not follow human logic.

That is the logic of the dragon. In the dragon race's civilization of iron and blood, only power and force are eternal, leaving no room for family affection and love.

In the world of dragons, the value of an individual's existence is the power it possesses. The weak deserve to be devoured, while the strong sit on a lonely, shaky throne, waiting for a new king to rise up, overthrow them, and devour them.

The power of the dragon clan is guaranteed by this ultimate method of evolution. In order to evolve, everything can be sacrificed.

Including those things that are highly regarded in human civilization and praised countless times by poets - kindness, compassion, humility, temperance, chastity, and even all love.

Everything will burn on the altar of evolution, burning the emotions that bind humanity.

It is hard to imagine what kind of family would raise such a cold-blooded offspring.

No, it’s more like a poisonous insect than an offspring.

The Chen family raises Gu, and the strongest one will become the Gu King.

"Poor thing, the price of getting everything is to pay everything?" Qi Xiuyuan said with a hint of pity in his eyes, "The tablet in your ancestral hall should be renamed dog. After all, hybridizing with a lizard will easily produce a beast."

"It is true that the ignorant are fearless."

As if a sore spot had been touched, Chen Zhenyu's eyes flashed with a brutality that sought to devour anyone. "Is killing the third generation of larvae reborn from the 'egg' enough to satisfy you?"

"Some once said you could become the core of the god-making plan, but now it seems that beneath your gentle and respectful appearance lies the heart of a venomous snake." His tone grew colder. "I will report everything that happened today to our ancestors. You and those around you will pay the price for your choice..."

Before he could finish his words, a roar sounded, a roar that existed simultaneously in his mind and in reality.

In Chen Zhenyu's perception, a manic aura swept across the entire command post.

The calmness on Qi Xiuyuan's face cracked, and an extremely cold chill crawled out from it.

If the aura he felt before came from his bloodline, then the aura he felt now was a genuine "murderous intent".

"This madman wants to kill me without even saying a word! How dare he?!"

The materialized killing intent caused Chen Zhenyu's pupils to shrink, and the next moment, his golden pupils became extremely hot. The light outside the window was suppressed by his pupils, which were like the sun and lava. In terms of the purity of his bloodline alone, it was undoubtedly beyond Yuan Zhisheng.

The documents on the desk were blown away for no reason, as if an invisible wind was blowing in all directions. It was the realm of the Word Spirit that opened up in an instant.

Almost instantly, Qi Xiuyuan recognized this familiar feeling.

The flow of time slows down within the realm, as does the mind and body.

Time zero.

Chen Zhenyu's word spirit is actually time zero.

This is the third owner of Word Spirit Time Zero that Qi Xiuyuan knows.

For Qi Xiuyuan, who has extremely strong nerve reaction speed, being in the realm of zero time is a very strange feeling. The feeling of being bound and confined is like being trapped in invisible mud.

but……

"Compared to that green-haired turtle," Qi Xiuyuan said in a cold tone, "your time zero is too bad."

The next moment, in Bai Ci's eyes, which couldn't help but shrink, both Qi Xiuyuan and Chen Zhenyu disappeared.

It was as if the picture was cut off, and the traces of the two living teenagers were "erased" in an instant.

But just one frame later, a roar rang in my ears.

Bang! !

The storm blew away all movable objects in the command room, and the tables and chairs were blown into the air and rolled to the side.

A deafening roar of wind blew out, and the window glasses along the way shattered one after another. All the glass fragments shot into the wall like bullets, just like cleaning a table from beginning to end!
Two figures suddenly appeared on the other side of the command room. Azure lightning burst out from Qi Xiuyuan's body surface. One hand grabbed Chen Zhenyu's neck violently and pressed him to death against the wall!

This scene was extremely strange, as if Qi Xiuyuan had broken through an invisible wall, sending large amounts of documents flying and scattering all over the sky!

"Ho!"

Chen Zhenyu's eyes widened as wide as they could, his golden pupils were stained a terrifying scarlet, and his neck made an unpleasant cracking sound.

There was still a hint of dullness and astonishment in his golden eyes, as if he had not yet reacted to why his perspective had changed.

So fast.

How can it be?

How could it be so fast?
No, this is impossible. My Word Spirit is Time Zero. How could it be possible...

"You are just as stupid as your third brother."

Qi Xiuyuan looked at the hideous and distorted expression on his face, smiling as if he were appreciating a work of art. "Do you think I'll be like him?"

Chen Zhenyu's pupils shrank, because he was very familiar with the aura emanating from Qi Xiuyuan. It was a cold murderous aura, strong enough to suffocate him.

But in the next moment, the anger in his eyes deepened, and extreme rage rose in his heart.

He was actually afraid? How could he be afraid?
He is the strongest of the Chen family in the current era, and the future head of the Chen family. He is also a member of the god-making plan and will sit on the throne in the future!

Just a pariah...

Chen Zhenyu's whole body began to spasm unconsciously, and the blood vessels on the surface of his body seemed to come alive and wriggle, slightly convex and slightly green like dense leaf veins.

What flows in the blood vessels is no longer blood, but boiling molten iron!
A savage aura permeated Chen Zhenyu's body, and his dragon bloodline brought him powerful strength.

Bloodline refining technology.

Chen Zhenyu drew out his two maces in an instant. Not only did they not feel heavy at all, but their speed and strength were fierce and fast.

There has always been a saying about the double maces: "Rain hits the white sand ground, and the mace messes up the chopping wood."

"Rain hits the white sand" means that when heavy rain hits the sand, due to its strong penetrating power, it can often create a rain pit in the sand, presenting a scene of "force penetrating the sand", emphasizing the penetrating power of the double maces.

"The mace disrupts the chopping of wood" emphasizes the crispness, fierceness and speed of the double mace's force.

Moreover, time in the zero-time zone seemed to slow down even more, and was infinitely close to the feeling Chu Tianjiao had given Qi Xiuyuan at the beginning.

However, Qi Xiuyuan is no longer the same person he was back then, and he has never stayed in the same place.

Boom! Crack! Crack!
The sound of bones breaking mixed with the sound of impact rang out, and a black shadow directly penetrated the wall in the explosion, flew straight backwards, leaving two grooves on the ground, and then slammed into the side of an armored vehicle, forcibly denting the armor and embedding it into it.

"puff!"

The person who was knocked out was, of course, Chen Zhenyu.

He was embedded in the concave armor, spitting out extremely thick and fishy blood from his mouth. The expensive combat uniform was torn with countless holes, revealing half of his body covered with large cracks, and broken ribs directly pierced through his body.

This was an injury that was enough to kill a person, but with the support of bloodline refining technology, he did not die. He even raised his red-gold eyes and looked at the command post with a hole in it in the distance. The anger in his eyes seemed to be able to spew out golden flames.

In contrast, Qi Xiuyuan took the powerful blow of the mace head-on, and his upper body was like a crumpled A4 paper with dozens of tiny wounds appearing on the paper, but each scar was slowly healing in the lightning.

"Damn it!"

Chen Zhenyu's face turned ashen. He looked at the guards around him and shouted, "Catch him immediately!"

The internal guards who were originally standing outside raised their guns almost at the same time and aimed at... Chen Zhenyu.

"You... are rebelling! You are rebelling!"

Seeing this scene, Chen Zhenyu's blood immediately surged up, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He said in a hoarse and hateful voice: "What kind of magic potion did that guy feed you? Is your Third Military Region planning a rebellion?!"

The inner guards were unmoved. They knew that Chen Zhenyu came from Kyoto and that he was a descendant of one of the Five Surnames and Seven Prominent Families.

However, under Bai Ci's ambiguous arrangement, unlike the other major military regions, the internal guards of the Third Military Region are either of civilian origin, or marginal figures with no sense of existence from aristocratic families, or have absolute hatred for the dragon clan. It is the most "pure" military region among the major military regions.

They only recognized those who were strong enough to slay dragons, but Qi Xiuyuan led them to kill three generations and brought them out of Nibelung alive.

The aristocratic families can't do it, no one else can do it, only Qi Xiuyuan, only he can do it.

This is enough.

"Don't worry, you won't die now."

Qi Xiuyuan looked down at Chen Zhenyu below, his eyebrows lowered, and with a hint of deep meaning in his eyes, he said: "Go back and tell those old guys that if they want to snatch something from me, let them come and try it themselves."

"But remember to bring someone to collect the bodies. You don't deserve to be buried here."

As he spoke, the smile in Qi Xiuyuan's eyes grew deeper and deeper.

Just because he can't die now doesn't mean that Chen Zhenyu will be spared.

Come and don't go indecent.

He wants to give those old guys a big gift.

(End of this chapter)