Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

A moment... an infinitely enhanced version!

"Bang bang!"

At that critical moment, the sound of a clapper suddenly came from underground, as if amplified by countless sound sources, and traveled so far.

But by the time it got here, it was already very weak.

The Wind King's massive body suddenly stiffened, then his fierce eyes slowly softened, followed by confusion, and finally a hint of fear.

“Fellow…”

A boy's voice echoed from underground.

"Come back quickly..."

The dragon's eyes suddenly shone brightly, and its childlike voice called out again, "Little brother—"

With a whoosh, the Dragon King's enormous body vanished from its original position.

Ten minutes later, a phone call was made from deep underground.

"Is it done?" Pompeii's voice came from the other end of the line.

The person on the phone hummed in agreement and said, "Don't worry, she's the Queen of the Sky and the Wind, and no one can defeat her except the White King and the Black King."

Pompeii visibly relaxed: "That's good. Put her to sleep and move her to another secret base."

"Leave it to me."

The man's calm words were full of power.

"That's good, that's good. I'm going to continue my nightlife now, bye-bye!" Pompeii couldn't wait to hang up the phone.

"Wait a moment!"

But the man's voice stopped Pompeii, whose mind was already clouded by the white worm: "Any progress in Tokyo? When can I get the experimental data I need?"

Pompey paused for a moment: "That doctor will work hard on his own. We don't need too much support. What we need to consider is how to deal with him after he succeeds. He is the White King."

"Don't worry, his technique isn't perfect yet; it's only a work in progress. With the Damocles' sword of your Gattuso family, taking him down won't be a problem," the man said confidently.

Pompeii seemed to ponder for a moment before saying, "His biggest problem right now is probably Xia Mu, who's causing quite a stir in the hybrid world. As a vessel, he doesn't seem to be very obedient."

"I originally got involved in this Secret Party attack, intending to help our old friend, but this Xia Mu is just too powerful. I just hope he can control him in the end."

"Ah."

Hearing the long silence on the other end, as if lost in thought, Pompeii quietly hung up the phone, then rushed back to the pool and pounced on the fair-skinned beauty…

Chapter 194 Xia Mi Brand Doll

"puff…"

Xia Mu lay on the beach, spitting out large mouthfuls of water.

Beside her lay Xia Mi, soaking wet and unconscious, covered in wounds, but the bleeding had stopped, and like last time, the wounds were beginning to heal.

But her face was ashen, lifeless, and no longer had her usual bright and cheerful appearance.

Xia Mu emptied the water he had swallowed and collapsed on the beach, panting heavily.

Even super hybrids can't withstand this onslaught...

escape.

He rested for a while, thinking that the Dragon King had a strong vitality and that Xia Mi would recover on her own after a while, but this time there was no movement for a long time.

"Xia Mi?"

Xia Mu reached out and nudged the girl's arm next to him.

No response.

He sat up abruptly, still feeling a little dizzy, and turned to look at Xia Mi.

She looked like a lifeless doll, pale-skinned and breathing faintly.

"Did you lose too much blood?"

Xia Mu withdrew his hand, dried their clothes, picked her up and left the beach, found a shady spot, and let her lean against a tree trunk.

She is the Dragon King, so we definitely can't take her to the hospital. They might find something abnormal during the examination, which would be equivalent to exposing her to the world of mixed-race people.

But he didn't know what he could do, so he could only find a place to rest first.

Xia Mu took off his coat and draped it over her to cover her exposed skin. Then he carried her on his back, making it look like she was sleeping on his back.

It was quite a distance from the Gattuso family's former stronghold before it was overthrown, and it took him a long time to carry Xia Mi to reach a small town.

As dawn broke and sunlight illuminated the streets, news reports could be heard coming from the small shops along the roadside.

Xia Mu couldn't understand Italian, but he could see a few images, which were roughly reports of last night's earthquake and tsunami, as well as the number of casualties and the disaster relief situation.

In the world of ordinary people, they probably wouldn't imagine that what they perceive as natural disasters are actually caused by human actions.

Xia Mu found a small hotel and booked a room.

"call…"

He put Xia Mi down, turned to look at the sand and mud behind her, and frowned.

This time her wound is healing extremely slowly, and if she keeps these things on her body, she doesn't know if they might get into the wound.

"I really owe you..."

Xia Mu picked her up again and carried her into the bathroom.

A small hotel with no bathtub, only a shower.

Xia Mu scratched his head, brought in a chair, picked Xia Mi up and made her sit down, and took off the coat he had draped over her.

puff.

Her tattered top had fallen to the ground, but thankfully her hot pants weren't cut to shreds, only had a few slits.

Xia Mu held her shoulder with his left hand to prevent her from falling, his eyes fixed on her smooth, jade-like back.

At this moment, no man could close his eyes.

He removed the showerhead and turned it on, letting the warm water wash over Xia Mi, washing away the mud and sand.

But there will always be some that can't be washed away, like those wounds that have just begun to heal, where fine sand seems to be embedded in them.

Xia Mu frowned, put the showerhead back in its original position, maintained the water flow, and reached out to touch the wounds.

Logically speaking, a newly formed wound is very delicate, and touching it would cause great pain.

Xia Mu looked at Xia Mi's face, but she was like a real doll, showing no reaction whatsoever.

He felt relieved and focused on cleaning the wounds.

To his surprise, as he gradually washed away the sand and dirt from the wound with his fingers, the healing process accelerated significantly.

After he finished washing his back, Xia Mi's jade-like back was as smooth as ever.

"Is it because it's unclean that it can't heal itself? Is it that intelligent?"

Xia Mu seemed to be talking to himself and complaining, but he was actually trying to distract himself.

Xia Mi's injuries weren't limited to her back; she was swept up by the wind blades of the Sky and the Wind King, in fact, she was covered in wounds everywhere...

"If I don't go to hell, who will?"

Xia Muxin steeled her resolve, opened her eyes wide, and began to touch downwards.

It's not that he doesn't want to close his eyes, but the problem is that he can't find the location of the wound if he closes his eyes, which would be even more inappropriate.

"Just think of it as giving the doll a bath!"

While chanting the Great Compassion Mantra backwards, Xia Mu cleaned Xia Mi from behind, down to her long legs, and then from the front, cleaning every part of her body.

"There wasn't a single scratch on her face..."

He muttered something, turned off the shower, grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her. The steam dried her body, and he combed her long hair before carrying her back to bed and covering her with the blanket.

"It really is like tidying up dolls..."

Xia Mu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Xia Mi's flawless white face under the soft light of the bedside lamp, with a faint fragrance lingering around her nose, seemingly emanating from her long hair.

He reached out and gently smoothed the few strands of her long hair that had fallen loose behind her ears and temples. As he withdrew his hand, he couldn't help but touch her smooth, soft face. The bouncy, cool touch made his heart flutter.

"How can a human be so beautiful...? A monster..."

Xia Mu took a deep breath and stood up, keeping a safe distance from her bedside.

A pretty, soft, and adorable girl lies motionless like a doll, completely unaware of anything. It's a huge test for any man.

He opened the door and walked out, not intending to stay in the same room with her any longer.

I randomly found a place with internet access, connected to the campus network through an encrypted channel, and logged into the Night Watchers forum.

"Shocking! The student council leader's family was wiped out overnight. What's the story behind this?!"

The headline was highly stylized, clearly a masterpiece by Fingel, accompanied by a picture of the original Caesar family landscape contrasting sharply with the disaster area after the earthquake and tsunami, which captured the entire forum's traffic.

Xia Mu clicked on the links and was overwhelmed by the sheer volume of comments; the comment section was as lively as if it were Chinese New Year.

The comment with the most likes was from Caesar's ID: "Finally, we can rebuild. I've been looking down on those old relics for a long time."

This is very Caesar-like.

The comments section was filled with people worshipping the "master" and posting pictures asking for financial support and bed warmers.

The second most liked comment was still Caesar's: You ask me who did it, I don't know either. I can only say that it looks like a woman, but it should actually be a man. On the surface, it's a dragon going berserk, but in reality, it's a hybrid taking revenge... He might be among you.

cxzww.com

Then, Xia Mu saw hundreds of comments tagging him.

No other student besides him could have this ability.

Xia Mu calmly replied: Slander! This is slander! How do I look like a woman?!

"The real deal has arrived! The real deal has arrived!"

"Wait a minute, I just changed the outfit, and I'll post it now."