Dragon Raja: Starting with Summoning Erii

"Our agreement?"

Kazama Ruri's expression was indifferent.

"Don't hurt him, everything else remains the same," Xia Mu said.

"it is good."

Ruri Kazama nodded, then flew backward, disappearing from everyone's sight in an instant.

Yuan Zhisheng raised his head, his face pale, his thoughts a complex mix of emotions.

He was saved by his younger brother...

Xia Mu smiled and waved, and the helicopter turned and flew towards the airport.

Chu Zihang suddenly felt his body sink, and when he looked closely, he saw that Xia Mu was leaning against him.

"What are you doing?" He frowned and stepped back.

But Xia Mu, as if she had no strength left, slumped to the side with him.

"Let me lean on it... phew..."

His face was frighteningly pale.

"Exhausted?"

Chu Zihang understood.

Xia Mu nodded, and the Desert Eagle in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter.

Just now, maintaining the mental fire surrounding the bullet while ensuring its accurate explosion took a huge toll on my strength.

Against the Gods

His bloodline concentration is still too low, and he easily ignites his spirit.

Chu Zihang helped him sit up straight, leaning back in his chair, then bent down to pick up the Desert Eagle and stuffed it directly into Xia Mu's backpack: "This gun is for you."

You don't want it?

Xia Mu took a breath and asked him.

Chu Zihang shook his head: "I don't like using guns, I prefer knives."

"Oh, thanks."

Xia Mu nodded.

"But how do we get through security?"

He then remembered another question.

"It's alright, the equipment department made a little gadget that can easily bypass security checks."

Chu Zihang took a small prop out of his backpack and stuffed it into Xia Mu's bag as well.

"It's finally over..."

When the helicopter landed on the rooftop of a tall building near the airport, Xia Mu finally regained some strength.

He and Chu Zihang jumped down, each carrying a backpack, and descended from the rooftop to the ground floor.

“These are the plane tickets and passports, prepared by Norma.”

Chu Zihang handed over the small notebook.

Xia Mu nodded and put it away, then followed him into the airport, traversing the spacious hall via a escalator to the ticket gate.

"Wait a moment."

At one point, he suddenly grabbed Chu Zihang.

"what happened?"

Chu Zihang turned around in surprise.

Xia Mu's expression was very serious: "Senior brother, what is your Word of Power? Is it related to fire?"

Chu Zihang was taken aback: "Why are you asking this?"

“I’m sorry, I know it’s impolite to ask others about the power of words, but I really need to know right now,” Xia Mu said quickly. “My power of words is currently related to the mind and can ignite the fire of the mind. It’s not in the power of words sequence list. You just saw the effect. No hybrid is willing to touch it.”

Chu Zihang nodded slightly and said, "My Word of Power is Junyan, Sequence 89, which belongs to the high-risk fire-type Word of Power."

"Great!"

Xia Mu looked very excited: "Senior brother, I'll let you burn me later, so don't hesitate!"

A question mark appeared on Chu Zihang's forehead: "Burn you?"

“Yes, burn me with Junyan!” Xia Mu said.

Chu Zihang's brain short-circuited: "You want to commit suicide?"

"No, of course not!"

Xia Mu didn't know how to explain, so he said, "Anyway, you can trust me, I won't die."

Chu Zihang was skeptical.

Chapter Seventy-Seven: Ignition!

"Why did you bring me here? We'll be checking tickets in fifteen minutes."

Chu Zihang inexplicably followed Xia Mu to a less crowded area.

"There's one last hurdle. I don't know if we can get through it," Xia Mu said.

Chu Zihang's expression changed: "There are still enemies?"

"Um…"

Xia Mu finally stopped in an empty safety passage and pointed in the direction they came from: "Look, here we come."

Chu Zihang looked over and saw a person standing at the end of the passage.

His deathly pale face was chilling, but a closer look revealed it to be a Noh mask.

The mask bore the smiling face of a high-ranking official, with a deathly pale complexion, bright red lips, thick black eyeliner around his eyes, and black teeth.

This person probably went out just to scare people.

"It's him again?"

Chu Zihang slowly pulled out the Murasame sword and said in a low voice, "I remember it was him who took you away last time."

"Ah."

Xia Mu pursed her lips, her face and hands trembling slightly.

He was acting out being afraid.

"Stay calm."

Chu Zihang took a small half-step forward, blocking his side: "During the battle, clear your mind and don't overthink."

The gold in his eyes gradually deepened, a sign that he had activated his Blood Explosion ability.

After all, Xia Mu wasn't this afraid when facing Kazama Ruri, so Chu Zihang subconsciously became more vigilant.

But in reality, the King's strength is not even as good as Genji's; it's just that his Shadow Warrior physique is very troublesome.

Unfortunately, Xia Mu couldn't tell him too many details, otherwise she would have been exposed in front of Herzog.

"Good boy..."

Wang Jiang didn't even look at Chu Zihang. He walked step by step toward Xia Mu, reached out his hand as if to pat his head: "Come on, come home with me."

Kazama Ruri and Sakurai Kogure did not fully share Natsuki's information with him, so he still believed that Natsuki was in a vulnerable state after the clapper sound changed.

"Don't come any closer!"

Xia Mu seemed to collapse and roar, suddenly pulling out a Desert Eagle from his backpack.

"Bang bang bang..."

Gunfire illuminated the dim passage, bullets exploded on the general's body, each shot hitting a vital spot.

But Wang Jiang walked through the hail of bullets, his speed unchanged!

Every single bullet from Xia Mu clearly hit him; the sound of bullets piercing through the creature's flesh was unmistakable. The mercury-filled bullets were deadly to dragons and hybrids, yet he seemed completely unharmed.

A strong killing intent suddenly arose, and the eyes behind the king's mask flowed with crimson-gold molten flames like those of a next-generation species, sending chills down one's spine.

"Good boy...come home with me..."

Chu Zihang had the illusion of being frozen by the killing intent. Before the king's attack was even launched, the chill had already pierced his heart.

"Step back!"

He suddenly roared.

The king exuded an increasingly strong killing intent, and silently destroyed Chu Zihang's fighting spirit, which was like that of a murderous wretch.

Although he couldn't understand the king's moves, he could vaguely smell the blood in every action.

This roar seemed to awaken the king's attack. Chu Zihang's roar showed that his fighting spirit had collapsed, and this was an opportunity that the king would definitely seize!

Chu Zihang launched a sudden attack, but at this moment, the attack was like crashing into the opponent's blade. However, he was already in a desperate situation with no way to dodge. If he did not attack, he would just wait to be slaughtered by the opponent!

Xia Mu, on the contrary, did not sense that murderous intent.

He was exhausted and had not activated his Golden Eyes; at this moment, he was just an ordinary person holding a Desert Eagle.

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"ignition!"

Xia Mu roared.

However, Chu Zihang was enveloped in the killing intent of the king's attack and had no chance to be distracted.

"laugh--"

The cold glint of the village rain struck the king's heart, but Chu Zihang's expression changed drastically.