"I'm in the Dragon Clan, what the heck is the Naruto Counterattack System?"

Chapter 45 The Slaughter Begins (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

"That is—."

The moment Chu Zihang chanted the dragon's inscription, the instant fire and light appeared in his eyes.

"Jun Yan?!" Wan Tao, inside the temporary command vehicle, shouted, his expression changing. "Liu Xing, retreat—"

However, before he could finish speaking, fire and light burst forth.

The effect was similar to that of a napalm bomb exploding in the air. A surge of flames, like a tidal wave, radiated from a single point, carrying a powerful shockwave in all directions, and a deafening explosion resounded through the night sky.

Boom! Crack! Crack!

The windows of the villa, the lampshades of the streetlights, and the car windows shattered and fell like rain under the sweeping shockwave.

It was as if a giant dragon had appeared in the villa, spewing flames from its mouth through the windows, engulfing the entire villa in flames.

The transformer's metal casing melted, and electric sparks gushed out like a fountain, reaching a height of one person, turning a surrounding lawn into scorched earth, burning all the grass on it.

Boom!

Liu Xing, who turned and ran, was thrown out of the villa by the blast behind him and landed face-first in the mud. The deafening explosion at close range left him with only a piercing, sharp scream in his ears.

"Liu Xing—"

"Liu Xing!"

"Hey! Liu Xing!!"

As the shrill ringing that filled his ears gradually faded away, he heard that familiar, anxious, and panicked voice.

"Ahem! Captain—"

The intense golden light in Liu Xing's eyes faded, and he looked again at the villa in the distance where the firelight had dissipated.

Cracks covered the villa's surface like a spider web, windows and doors were broken, and the green plants were blown to pieces, with broken leaves being lifted up by the thick black smoke.

The air was hot, and the explosion carried far and wide; the sky seemed to tremble.

"Grass."

Seeing this, Liu Xing's face twitched slightly. He looked at Wan Tao, who was frowning and looking concerned, and couldn't help but complain as soon as he opened his mouth: "Another monster."

Hearing that he still had the energy and mood to complain, Wan Tao immediately felt relieved.

However, upon seeing the fine scales appearing at the corner of Liu Xing's eye, his expression darkened slightly: "You used an ancient secret technique?"

However, as soon as he asked the question, he knew it was an idiotic one.

If Liu Xing hadn't taken some risks to instantly refine his bloodline and forcibly used the superior incantation of the Word of Power: Netherworld to create a protective barrier, how could he have faced Jun Yan at close range without suffering any injuries?

So, before Liu Xing could explain, Wan Tao said, "Don't use it again next time, I—"

He paused for a moment, then said in a low voice, "I don't want to have to eliminate you myself later."

Hybrids are judged by the purity of their bloodline; the better the bloodline, the higher the rank and the stronger the incantation. The same incantation can have different effects when used by people of different bloodlines.

However, all of this has a limit, which is the so-called "critical blood limit".

If the portion belonging to the dragon race exceeds that value, it will be assimilated, its body will exhibit dragonification, and its will will tend towards violence and killing. The more it exceeds the threshold, the harder it is to be called "human".

Some dangerous hybrids born with high bloodlines have crossed that line and gone further and further, gradually becoming "Deadpools" who pursue power and desire. Their internal guard mission also includes eliminating these dangerous hybrids and Deadpools.

While some existing special techniques can refine the purity of bloodlines, they all have side effects.

They are like standing on the edge of a cliff. If they fall into the abyss, they will lose their humanity. Every time they use the secret technique to refine their bloodline, they are one step closer to the cliff.

"Captain, I don't think you should be most worried about me," Liu Xing said with a grin, raising his chin slightly.

2

That kid's Lord Flame is far more dangerous than my Dark Illumination.

Upon hearing this, Fang Tao, who was calling for others to call a fire truck and cordon off the scene, subconsciously looked up.

In the crimson inferno inside the villa, at the epicenter of the explosion as the smoke cleared, a figure distorted by flames gradually came into focus, as if standing at the center of a black sun totem.

With his location as the center, the surrounding area within dozens of meters was turned into scorched earth.

In the glow of the burning flames, in that circular, deep pit.

Before Chu Zihang stood a charred corpse.

Word of Power: King's Flame, sequence number 89, comes from "King of Bronze and Fire". Through a long period of meditation and chanting, it explosively ignites the fire element in the surrounding environment, forming high temperature, high heat and shock wave.

In short, it will trigger a powerful explosion, usually with an intensity equivalent to detonating a napalm bomb, and only the person releasing it at the center of the blast will be unaffected.

A rare and dangerous incantation, it violently disrupts the elemental balance in an attempt to maximize its destructive power, and may even trigger regional elemental turbulence.

Possessing this power of words indicates that one has already grasped the essence of fire elemental control, hence the name "King's Flame".

The danger level of this "word of power" is: High.

"If I remember correctly, that kid is only in junior high school, right?" Liu Xing clicked his tongue in amazement. "Although the power was mainly due to that idiot hunter compressing the air, to possess the Word of Power: Monarch's Flame, he must at least have an A-rank bloodline, right?"

A middle school student with the Word of Power: Lord's Flame and A-level bloodline is like a child wielding a giant axe; a slight misstep could lead to disaster.

Is this a lucky find or a hot potato? "This kid's identity is a bit sensitive; we don't even know if he'll join us."

Thinking of the S-level agent sent by the Secret Service, Wan Tao sighed wearily and said, "It doesn't matter if we don't join. Jun Yan is too violent and dangerous. Without bloodline of A-level or above, it's difficult to fully control him."

"And don't forget, we already have an S-class monster."

Liu Xing lay on the scorched lawn, casually crossing his legs, looking nothing like someone who had just escaped death.

He casually remarked, "He hasn't had his bloodline rating done yet, and his Word of Power is still unknown. How can the captain be so sure he's S-rank?"

Wan Tao glanced at Liu Xing and hesitated, saying, "I feel like that kid hasn't used his full strength yet."

"Really? Being too outstanding isn't always a good thing; some old guys will keep an eye on you."

As the two were talking, Chu Zihang came out.

Kacha.

The land after the flames were a gray-white expanse. Every step made a sound, and the ground beneath one's feet turned into charred remains and ash, which were then scattered by a gust of wind.

Ignoring Wan Tao and Liu Xing, Chu Zihang walked past them.

Where are you going?

Wan Tao's voice came from behind him. Chu Zihang raised his phone and waved it, saying calmly without turning his head, "Bathhouse, thank you for your help."

"..."

Watching his retreating figure, Liu Xing's lips twitched, and he muttered, "Do these two think we're their hired shills? They actually have the nerve to go to some bathhouse now?"

How come he's just like his S-class father who likes to go to the bathhouse every day when he has nothing to do?

"Have someone stage the scene as a natural gas leak and explosion."

Without giving it much thought, Wan Tao smoothly issued the order. Then, as if remembering something, he frowned, pressed his earpiece, and asked, "Old Jiang, how's it going on your end? Why isn't there any sound?"

The radio fell silent briefly, followed by a distorted electronic sound.

"My situation went very smoothly? I didn't even have to lift a finger; they took care of it themselves." The person on the other end sounded a little strange. "But I couldn't stop those two girls; they insisted on going to some kind of bathhouse."

A bathhouse?

Why is it another bathhouse?

Wan Tao was stunned for a moment, and then a voice suddenly came from the radio.

"Captain, the woman has confessed," the guard in charge of the interrogation said urgently. "Their headquarters is underground in that bathhouse called 'Mi Palace Blue Bay' in Linhai City!"

Upon hearing this, Wan Tao also remembered the name.

Isn't this the bathhouse that S-class executives love to go to?

"Not good!" Wan Tao's expression changed instantly. He quickly pressed the microphone and shouted, "Qi Xiuyuan! Qi Xiuyuan! Don't rush to act! There are some people there; killing them will cause a lot of trouble!"

The radio was completely silent, foreshadowing the start of a massacre.