Brass Dragons in the Dragon World

"What's so good about it? You killed someone, so you'll be punished and sidelined."

Chu Zihang, who had been looking out the window, realized what was happening and turned to ask:

"So you don't have to work overtime anymore?"

With a hint of expectation in his voice, Lu Tianming, who was driving, also joked:

"It's a good opportunity to spend more time with Xiaoyan, so she won't be left alone at home."

"What are you saying? The child is still here."

Chu Tianjiao rolled his eyes, recalling Chu Zihang's words from earlier, and a thought also formed in his mind:

Perhaps stepping down from the front lines... wouldn't be so bad?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was howling. The glass of the surrounding shops rattled and rattled against the window frames, making a crisp sound.

The Maybach drove in the rain, and its excellent performance kept it stable even during the typhoon.

"Lu Tianming, have you come to the wrong place?"

Lu Tianming shook his head, puzzled:

"No way, I've been to your house several times. I could walk there with my eyes closed."

The surrounding environment became unfamiliar; the originally narrow roads became wide, and the surrounding shops gradually disappeared, replaced by guardrails commonly seen on highways.

The Maybach sped along the highway, and Chu Tianjiao's face turned grim. He knew he had been tricked.

"Damn it, stop the car!"

"what happened?"

"Stop asking the hell and get out of the way."

But it was too late. A masked man holding a long spear appeared in front of them. Lu Tianming tried to dodge, but he couldn't react in time.

The next second, the car came to an instant stop as if it had crashed into a thick stone wall. The front of the car squeezed the space inside, the windshield shattered, and the airbags deployed, protecting the people inside.

"My car..."

Lu Tianming let out a wail, but then he noticed that the glass shards flying in the air had slowed down. He felt himself rising, and when he looked back, he saw that the tail of the Maybach had risen up and was slowly ascending into the air, like a hot air balloon.

"get off."

Chu Tianjiao's commanding words brought Lu Tianming to his senses. He unbuckled his seatbelt and jumped out of the damaged car door.

He fell heavily to the ground, his eye falling out, making the businessman no longer as refined as before.

He raised his head and looked at Chu Tianjiao, who was protecting Chu Zihang. His golden eyes were burning, and he coughed up blood.

"careful!"

"Pfft..."

A trail of red blood slashed across Chu Tianjiao's face, and the man could no longer maintain the Zero Time Domain.

He knew that in front of this Dragon King-level enemy, his Word of Power was as ridiculous as a baby's.

Lu Tianming felt short of breath, as if something was blocking his chest. The sounds around him became very faint, and he was too weak to move.

"save……"

A long spear pierced Lu Tianming's chest. Odin appeared behind Lu Tianming, hidden behind a mask. His mouth, full of sharp teeth, opened and bit into Lu Tianming's neck, greedily sucking his blood.

"Run, run fast!"

Chu Tianjiao pushed Chu Zihang aside, took an umbrella from the Maybach door, and regretted not bringing his own village umbrella with him.

At this moment, Lu Tianming, who was impaled on the spear, had become an ugly, dried-up corpse. Odin swung his spear, and Lu Tianming's body flew out, falling to the side like a fallen leaf.

"Once you survive, you can go have some tea in the logistics department..."

This was Chu Tianjiao's only thought at that moment.

Chapter 114 Brass Dragon Fighting Techniques: Dust Cart Style

Footsteps echoed through the empty street as the boy ran forward recklessly through the rain.

A fierce wind howled past, causing the boy's frail body to sway from side to side. He scrambled to his feet from the solid, rough concrete ground, grabbed the guardrail beside the highway, and began to run forward with heavy steps.

"Run! Run!"

His father's words still echoed in Chu Zihang's ears. What was that monster? What did his father's golden pupils represent?

Chu Zihang had no idea; all he wanted was to get out of there as quickly as possible, find his father's colleague, and get him to come and rescue them.

Chu Zihang was panting. He felt the ground trembling slowly, and in the rain that had turned into a clump, two bright spots of light drifted in the distance.

what is that?

A different sound came from the howling wind—the roar of machinery. The light points drew closer and closer, transforming into two sharp swords piercing through the rain and mist.

A heavy truck emerged from the rain, its engine roaring, its body covered in scratches, and its license plate obscured by mud. It charged toward Chu Zihang like a terrifying steel monster.

Is it over yet?

Chu Zihang closed his eyes in despair. The next second, he felt himself fly up, and a somewhat familiar voice appeared in his ear.

What are you doing here, kid?

Ander was puzzled. He had completely changed the plot, so how did Chu Zihang still appear in Nibelungen?

A few minutes earlier, Ander had used teleportation to return to the command center of Project Mud Truck.

Project Dump Truck was a special operation organized by Ander, aimed at resolving Odin's problems as quickly as possible.

The operation plan is very simple:

The first step was for Ander to drive a suicide truck into the Nibelungen;

Step 2: Drive the truck loaded with explosives at Odin;

Step 3: Run away.

The reason Ander had to go himself was because only Ander could safely get out of Nibelungen.

After presenting Odin with a great gift, the severely injured Odin was desperate and indiscriminate in his hunger. Ander, carrying a third-generation cocoon, successfully entered Nibelungen.

To his surprise, as soon as he entered, he saw a familiar boy limping towards him, and Ander quickly used magic to save him.

Chu Zihang opened his eyes and found himself squatting on a truck seat. There was a strange jar under the seat, and a person was driving next to him. The person looked very familiar and seemed to be one of his father's friends.

"Uncle, please go save my dad!"

Chu Zihang didn't care about anything else at the moment and immediately asked the adult in front of him for help.

"I know, I know."

Ander casually replied, pulling out a brick and flooring the accelerator. This highway was all straight, so Ander didn't need to operate it at all.

"Lift your foot slightly."

He then picked up the cocoon of the third-generation dragon race, which had been frozen by liquid nitrogen, and stored it in his spatial bag. Ander said to Chu Zihang:

"Kid, ready to go crazy?"

Ander felt that this was the perfect time to play some upbeat music, so he slapped the switch on the truck's built-in music player.

The next second, a cheerful melody started playing...

"Experienced driver, please guide me; I'm a young girl."

"Experienced driver, please guide me; I'm a young girl."

The cheerful tune and irreverent lyrics instantly brightened up the otherwise gloomy atmosphere in the car.

Ander wanted to turn off the stereo, but Chu Zihang shouted:

"father!"

At this moment, Chu Tianjiao's condition was not good; the umbrella in his hand had long since turned into a pile of scrap metal.

The strange man in front of them, wearing a golden mask, gradually regained some of his power after drinking Lu Tianming's blood, transforming from a lowly ghoul into a high and mighty king.

"I am... Odin, come and see me, human."

Behind that tattered golden mask, lips dripping with blood parted, revealing sharp teeth that gleamed with a cold light.

"Ha, with your ghoul-like appearance, you dare to call yourself a god?"

Odin's facial muscles twitched a few times as he slowly raised his spear. His men had all been destroyed in the previous sun-like explosion, leaving only mangled bodies.

"Your bloodline is rare, human. Join us, or... die."

Chu Tianjiao assumed a Wing Chun stance and said disdainfully:

"Looks like we have nothing to talk about?"

Odin, wearing tattered armor, slowly approached Chu Tianjiao. He had just eaten and could still endure it for a while. Before that, he thought he should do some exercise to aid digestion, like a cat playing with a mouse.

"Oh, right, one last question, Mr. Odin, where's your horse?"

Chu Tianjiao revealed a playful smile. Even if he were to die, he would still swear at the other party. This was the romance of a man as free as the wind.

"Your horse died, didn't it?"

Although Odin couldn't understand Chu Zihang's strange words, he could sense the sarcasm in Chu Tianjiao's tone. He decided to stop toying with this guy and make him a blood sacrifice rather than a warrior.

The earth rumbled, and just as Odin was about to make his move, a sharp sound pierced the howling wind and exploded in Chu Zihang's ears.

"Watch closely, I'll teach you a trick!"

Amidst the indecent folk songs playing in the carriage, Ander gripped the steering wheel, aimed at Odin, and charged forward fiercely.

"Brass Dragon Fighting Technique: Dust Cart Style!"

The next second, a dump truck roared past in the heavy rain, pinning Odin and Chu Tianjiao beneath it.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

A massive fireball rose into the air, the shockwave from the explosion creating a howling gale that whipped up the remaining parts of the dump truck, forming a terrifying storm of death that transformed into a barrage of projectiles that flew into the distance.

Amidst the billowing smoke, a bronze-colored dragon burst through the black smoke and soared high in the sky.

"Mr. Lu, is this your true self?"