It turns out I'm a second-generation demon.

Chapter 751 Pleading (Thanks to the generous supporter "9527" for the patronage)

Dorgon has arrived?

Sanwu frowned unusually as she gazed at the vast sea. The surging waves concealed all traces of her presence, and she failed to detect Dorgon's aura.

However, since the Black Dragon and Dorgon share the same origin, if it says Dorgon is coming, then he definitely is.

As the helicopter drew closer, it began to descend, flying close to the sea surface.

The pilot waved to the two men and one dragon on the deck.

The employee who came out to deliver the message did not know who Dorgon was, and wondered why the Black Dragon was making such a show of impending doom.

Sanwu bent down, scooped up the black dragon, tied it around his waist, and ran wildly toward the helicopter.

We need to leave here and return to headquarters!

Sanwu is used to obeying orders, but that doesn't mean she can't think. She has no emotions, but that doesn't mean she's unintelligent. The current situation is obvious; she needs to take a helicopter and leave the East China Sea immediately.

Dorgon is nearby.

However, the black dragon suddenly struggled, its strength so great that it easily broke free from her. Sanwu was no match for this stupid dragon's brute force.

The black dragon swam on the deck, its body expanding—three meters, ten meters, twenty meters...

The entire ship tilted as it entered the water, nearly capsizing.

"Come back!" Sanwu said.

This woman truly doesn't know what "emotions" are. Even in such a critical moment, her tone remained completely calm, steadyer than an old dog.

The black dragon ignored her. By this time, it had already dived into the deep sea and was swimming towards the high seas.

Dorgon arrived, and it clearly sensed his presence.

A helicopter can't take it away; this thing is a joke in front of Dorgon, and can be shot down with a flick of the wrist.

Rather than waiting for Dorgon to catch up and shoot down the helicopter, Black Dragon felt it was better to escape on his own.

Its innate intuition led it to make the right choice.

Sanwu gazed in the direction the black dragon had gone. Soon, the aura disappeared, beyond her sensing range.

Replacing the black dragon was another incomparably powerful aura, which surged from the horizon and approached in the blink of an eye.

Without saying a word, Sanwu jumped onto the anti-aircraft gun, skillfully operated it, and fired!

boom!

The cannon roared, the projectile left the barrel, and crashed into the sea.

In the command center.

"Sonar detects an unidentified object rapidly approaching..."

"High-energy reaction detected..."

"Too fast, Captain, the torpedoes can't lock on."

The staff in the command center were terrified. Something was approaching their patrol ship, with speed and energy far exceeding that of "Aquaman" Angie Charles.

So much faster than a half-step Extreme Path cultivator...

The words "Yakuza" came to mind.

Moreover, it was an enemy's yakuza sect.

"No need to lock onto the enemy, launch all torpedoes!" The commander, his hair standing on end, roared as he gave the order.

One torpedo after another left the bomb bay, leaving behind a huge amount of bubbles in the water.

Sanwu kicked the base of the anti-aircraft gun, causing the barrel to turn. She calmly fired, targeting the torpedoes.

These torpedoes were destined not to hit Dorgon. The patrol ship's torpedoes were collision-explosive, but that didn't matter. Sanwu could roughly sense Dorgon's location, and she only needed to fire the cannons to detonate the torpedoes.

Boom boom boom!

Streams of water burst forth, and the sea surface seemed to boil.

After the explosions stopped, the observers rushed onto the deck, holding up binoculars and looking around. Apart from the churning sea, it was unusually calm.

gone?

The target isn't us, it's that black dragon?

The crew members on the patrol ship breathed a sigh of relief, only to find that their backs were ice-cold and covered in cold sweat.

When you're fighting, you're so full of passion that you don't care about life or death. But once you calm down, the lingering fear slowly creeps in, like a strong, aged liquor.

If the yakuza's target is them, no one present will survive.

Suddenly, Sanwu took off from the anti-aircraft gun's operating position and flew into an armed helicopter not far away.

The next moment, a huge column of water shot into the sky, piercing through the patrol ship. The terrifying tearing force ripped the hundreds-of-tons-weight ship to pieces.

The steel behemoths built by humankind are as fragile as paper boats in the face of the No. 1 super flood.

Dorgon on land and Dorgon in the water are completely different concepts.

The armed helicopter, like a startled bird, quickly climbed higher and higher.

The pilot looked at the wrecked patrol ship, his face ashen and his lips white with fear.

His hand gripping the control stick trembled slightly, his pupils quivering, fearing that he might repeat the same mistake the patrol ship had made.

"Head north!" Sanwudao.

After giving her instructions, she took out her communicator and contacted the Thunder King: "The Black Dragon has escaped, Dorgon has arrived, and we were unable to return."

After giving her report, she concluded, "Heilong is doomed!"

The Thunder King fell silent.

Dorgon arrived too quickly. Upon receiving the news from the Pantheon, he immediately issued an evacuation order, but it was still too late.

Niushan Scenic Area is located in Zhejiang Province, which is a coastal area. So, Dorgon must have had this plan in mind long ago. After escaping from the Pantheon, he did not linger for long before heading towards the East China Sea.

He most likely traveled there via underground waterways.

Zhejiang Province's waterways all connect to the near sea, and Niushan is very close to the East China Sea. If he were to travel via underground waterways, given Dorgon's water-based abilities, he would definitely be faster than running on land...

The Thunder King clenched his fist and said in a deep voice, "The Black Dragon made the right choice. If Dorgon had already arrived, there would be no point in taking a helicopter."

Damn it, he can't contact the Lord of the Pantheon, but according to Sanwu's reply, she definitely hasn't arrived yet. He can only hope that the Black Dragon can stall for time until she arrives.

"I understand. Come back immediately."

Just as Sanwu was about to answer, he suddenly felt a dryness in his mouth.

The sea breeze on my face no longer felt salty and damp; it felt more like the desert sun blazing down, the air scorching hot.

Dorgon's supernatural abilities.....

Sanwu said, "Fly west, at top speed!"

The pilot remained seated, seemingly oblivious to what was happening.

After listening for a few seconds, Sanwu realized that the pilot had no heartbeat.

His face was contorted with grief, his eyes were wide open and bulging, his once-fitting combat uniform was now loose and baggy, and his hands gripping the control stick were as thin as skeletal wood.

In a matter of seconds, he was stripped of all moisture and became a dried-up corpse.

"Nothing, no license, no certification?"

The Thunder King roared into the walkie-talkie.

"I'm fine," Sanwu replied. "Dorgon is too fast; the Black Dragon can't outrun him. Are there any reinforcements?"

"The reinforcements haven't arrived yet, you should come back first," the Dharma King said loudly.

"It's too late."

Sanwu hung up the communicator, dragged the pilot's body to the rear cockpit, and took the pilot's place.

Despite her parched throat and lack of water, she boarded the helicopter and, without leaving Dorgon's area of ​​special abilities, took the initiative to pursue him.

Given the speed difference between the Ultimate Path and the Half-Step Ultimate Path, the difference in skill level is undeniable; the Black Dragon simply cannot escape Dorgon's grasp.

......

In the dark sea, the black dragon twisted its body rapidly, its four claws paddling frantically. Thanks to its control over the water, the seawater not only did not become a hindrance, but also propelled it forward, increasing its speed.

If we compare the black dragon to a human, it is currently sprinting 100 meters, gritting its teeth, tensing its muscles, and sprinting with all its might.

It's not about winning, it's about survival.

A grim reaper was chasing it from behind; its tail could already feel the chill emanating from the reaper's scythe.

It was raised and tamed by Dorgon. In essence, Dorgon could be its father, but Dorgon never felt that he had such a son. He educated the black dragon more as its master and animal trainer.

Keep it in a small well, feed it regularly, and give it some comics or other light reading material to keep it occupied.

Of course, criticism was inevitable.

Black Dragon is a child who grew up in a violent home. He is huge and has superhuman strength, but he is a coward at heart.

He's incredibly cowardly.

They excel at mental battles; that's the characteristic of a timid kid.

It feared Dorgon, not only because of his inherent power and authority, but also because of the psychological shadow he cast upon it.

Black Dragon never considered resisting before going to the island nation.

However, after the trip to the island nation, it became a prisoner and was forced to work for Li Xianyu.

At first, it was unwilling, but the cowardly child always followed its heart and decided to pretend to give in first. Gradually, it found that life in Baoze was unusually easy.

No one criticizes it, no one makes things difficult for it, and no one inflicts violence on it from time to time.

Although the little female cat was annoying, the other person would at most hit its head and scalp it, which was more like playing than resorting to violence.

This ease comes from mental ease.

Although they were only half full at every meal, when they were kept in the well, they were hungry every day, and feeding them regularly meant that they could not eat every day.

It gained boundless freedom and ease in Baoze.

Now, Dorgon has arrived, wanting to take away everything it already possesses.

The seawater transformed into a giant hand, grasping the black dragon's tail.

The black dragon writhed in terror, like a loach whose tail had been pinched.

"Dorgon, why won't you let me go...?"

It knew that Dorgon had finally caught up with it and there was no escaping it.

Bang!

With a powerful clench of its giant hand, it crushed the black dragon's tail, and crimson blood quickly spread, turning the sea a pale red.

The black dragon let out a mournful cry.

More and more giant hands materialized, grasping the black dragon's slender body and imprisoning it at the bottom of the sea.

Wearing a long gown and with a braid at the back of his head, Dorgon stood in the water, and in a few flashes, he floated to the front of the black dragon.

He was only the size of one of the black dragon's eye sockets, a huge difference in size, but the black dragon looked like a lowly ant in front of him.

Its neck scales trembled with fear as it tried desperately to tuck its head away from Dorgon, but it was held firmly by the giant claws and could not move.

"Are you that afraid of me?" Dorgon's voice rang out clearly, ignoring the seawater.

The black dragon trembled all over.

"You were raised by me, after all. You've been in Baoze for a while, and you don't recognize your master anymore? Tsk tsk, even a dog is more loyal than you," Dorgon mocked.

"He's not the master, he's the brother," the black dragon retorted cautiously.

"What did you say?" Dorgon was taken aback.

With his fiercest expression, the black dragon uttered the most cowardly words: "I was wrong, please forgive me."

Dorgon remained expressionless and said in a deep voice, "What did you just say?"

The black dragon instinctively shrank back, afraid to speak again, like a child who had said something wrong. But the next moment, it raised its head again, mustering its courage:

"I'm working for Li Xianyu, but he's not my master, he's my friend, he's my brother."

I'd go to any lengths for my brothers.

As employees, it's only natural for them to eat his food, live in his house, and work for him.

At least in the case of the black dragon's not-so-high intelligence, it accepts this kind of thing in its mind.

Dorgon's face grew increasingly gloomy.

From the moment the black dragon gained sentience, it was dominated and kept by him. Although he always harbored thoughts of enslaving and exploiting the black dragon, isn't this exactly the original intention of humans keeping dogs?

But after following someone for a few days, this dog betrayed them without hesitation or any moral compass, betraying them completely, both physically and emotionally.

As the master, he felt angry and defeated.

"Traitors, be executed by slow slicing!" Dorgon uttered these words coldly.

With a powerful grip, the black dragon writhed in agony, spitting out streams of blood.

With a swipe of the palm, the scales peeled off one by one.

The pain of having its scales peeled off is no different from being cut into a thousand pieces.

The black dragon curled up with all its might, like a child enduring a beating, and pleaded:

"Please, please let me go..."

"So noisy!"

A torrent of water surged up in front of Dorgon, smashing the black dragon's sharp teeth and tearing its mouth apart into a bloody mess.

"If you don't recognize your master, your eyes are just for show." Dorgon, with the power of life and death, flicked out two water arrows, piercing the black dragon's red eyes.

In an instant, it lost its sight. Pain and fear exploded in the black dragon's heart, but it only had the intelligence of a child. It had no choice but to beg for mercy. Tragically, it couldn't even beg for mercy now.

It let out a hoarse roar, and it cried.

howling.

It was like being locked in a dark room and abused by my father.

"It doesn't matter. If the dog is disobedient, I'll just have to kill it." Dorgon said indifferently, "I raised you as a backup plan, keeping some of your remains just in case."

Dorgon appeared on the black dragon's head, placed his hands between the two horns, and poured in his energy.

Bang bang bang.....

A series of loud popping sounds, like popping beans, caused the hard skull to crack and peel away, revealing part of the brain with its clearly defined features.

The black dragon let out a frantic howl, a roar born of desperation.

It suddenly convulsed, vomited blood and food, and spat out a wallet tightly wrapped in corrosion-resistant material.

Inside were his cherished game console and comic books, gifts from Li Xianyu. He treasured them all in his wallet, swallowing them whole and carrying them with him at all times.

Dorgon wants to retrieve the remains from the black dragon, and the first thing he needs to do is destroy its primordial spirit, which means killing it.

In this way, the remains became "ownerless," and Dorgon could easily take them.

Since it is only a partial remains, there will be no residual spirit or will; all that is needed is to kill the black dragon.

By devouring the black dragon, Dorgon can replenish himself and return to the pinnacle of the ultimate path.

He punched down hard.

The energy instantly pierced through the black dragon's head, shattering its brain into murky fragments that spilled out with the seawater and scattered in all directions.

The black dragon suddenly stiffened its body, and then its hundred-meter-long body slowly loosened.

It's dead.

He ended his life of over a hundred years.

His life, both long and short, came to an end.

For it, the best part of the world is having comics and cartoons, and snacks.

The worst person was Dorgon, who cruelly abused it.

The best person is Li Xianyu, who feeds and waters it.

That is its entire dragon life.

(End of this chapter)