Dragon Raja: Starting with acquiring Orochi, a counterattack against the gods.

Old Tang was about to cry, but before he could speak, Chu Zihang stared blankly behind him and murmured, "You don't need to imagine anymore, because you'll see it soon enough."

A chill ran down Old Tang's spine. He slowly turned his head and saw a huge monster covered in scales squeezed into the passage. It stretched out its neck and approached them silently like a snake.

In those enormous, bloodthirsty, and brutal golden eyes, Old Tang saw himself, his face distorted with terror.

Before the monster could open its hideous maw, he let out a hoarse, inhuman roar from his throat: "Holy shit! Run!!"

He turned and ran, but after only a couple of steps he noticed that the girl seemed to be frozen in fear, standing still!

"Holy shit! Holy shit!"

Almost instinctively, without the slightest hesitation, the man ran back in two steps, grabbed the girl's arm, and shoved her violently towards Chu Zihang, while simultaneously pulling out a ridiculous pistol from his waist.

"Take her and run!" The man's voice cracked with fear, and if you looked closely, you could even see his legs trembling. Yet, he still resolutely turned around and pointed his tiny pistol at the monster's head.

"I'll fucking stop them! Damn it, ahhhhh!"

Chapter 80 Chu Zihang looked at her and slowly drew his knife.

Seeing the enormous head reaching out, Genji felt her DNA stir and instinctively wanted to draw her sword and strike the monster.

It must be so satisfying to chop off a head that big!

But she really didn't expect that with her hand already on the knife, Old Tang would forcibly pull it away. Caught off guard, she was pushed and stumbled, crashing into Chu Zihang.

Before she could even react, Chu Zihang had already grabbed her and started running away.

The sound of a pistol exploding came from behind. Yuan Zhinv turned around and saw a bullet hit a huge scale on the dragon's body, grazed it, and bounced off.

The scene was like a firefly crashing into a mountain.

Old Tang had probably never seen anything like this before. After a moment of stunned silence, he suddenly let out a sharp scream and turned to run away before the dragon could open its ferocious maw. His movements were incredibly fast.

The narrow passage saved them. The dragon's body was too huge, and even though it had shrunk into a ball, it still could not move an inch in the passage. However, it was very strong and could force its way through the passage, but it was inevitably slowed down.

Chu Zihang dragged Yuan Zhinu along for a while, then suddenly stopped as if he heard something.

Old Tang looked at him anxiously: "What are you doing? Keep running!"

Chu Zihang looked up at the trembling rocks above him and said, "No, if that dragon keeps destroying things, this ancient tomb will collapse, and we'll be buried alive!"

Yuan Zhinv nodded as well. Compared to the panicked other two, she was incredibly calm and even had the leisure to comment: "Speaking of which, this ancient tomb must have been specially reinforced. Even in this state, it hasn't collapsed yet."

She paused for a moment, then added, "But judging from the current speed, it's almost there."

Old Tang was really about to cry. He looked like he wanted to find a brick and smash the version of himself that had gotten himself into danger because of a momentary lapse in judgment. He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles.

"What do we do? What do we do? This monster is chasing us relentlessly, could it be hungry? We look so delicious!"

Although Chu Zihang was also anxious, he did not show it. The more critical the moment, the more he seemed to be expressionless, with no expression on his face except for his serious expression. He did not answer Lao Tang's question, but looked at Yuan Zhinu.

“Being buried alive would indeed be troublesome.” Yuan Zhinv pondered for a moment: “So… I’ll just go and kill that thing.”

But before she could finish speaking, Old Tang interrupted her.

This guy, with his drooping eyebrows and comical appearance, was clenching his teeth, his face twitching with tension and fear, looking both ferocious and funny.

He squeezed out a sentence through gritted teeth: "I'll take a side road to distract this freak, and you guys take the opportunity to go around it."

Chu Zihang looked at him with great surprise: "Then what are you going to do?"

"After you go around to the other side, make some noise to lure it away, and then I'll figure out a way to escape."

"No way." Chu Zihang refused decisively: "Not to mention whether you can escape, this ancient tomb could collapse at any time. We might not have enough time to lure this monster away before you are buried. At this depth, being buried there will definitely mean certain death."

"What do we do then!" Old Tang roared suddenly. This man, who could even be considered timid and cowardly, was now like a beast driven to the brink of despair, letting out a unwilling howl.

"You're a patient and a young woman, are you really going to lure that monster away?!"

He grabbed his hair in frustration, pacing back and forth anxiously: "Let's not even talk about whether you can outrun that monster. If you go and I run away, am I even human?!"

"Alright, get out of here before I back out!"

As if afraid he might change his mind, the man gritted his teeth and rushed back into the passage. Chu Zihang didn't even have time to pull him back before he disappeared.

The boy, who seemed unfazed even by the collapse of Mount Tai, frowned deeply and looked directly at Yuan Zhinv: "Senior sister, what should we do?"

Yuan Zhinv was taken aback: "Huh? What did you call me?"

She opened her eyes wide with curiosity, looked the aloof boy up and down, and picked at her ear: "I didn't hear you clearly just now, call me again!"

Chu Zihang: "..."

Seeing the deep speechlessness in the boy's eyes, Yuan Zhinu laughed. Her smile was unrestrained and radiant, like a mischievous child who had successfully pulled off a prank, with smugness in her eyes and brows.

She reached out and gently patted the boy's face, deliberately lowering her voice to say, "Since you're calling me senior sister, then senior sister will definitely protect you."

"Alright, your senior sister will make sure you're fine today. Let's go, bring that idiot back. We went through so much trouble to lure him out, we can't let Deadpool get away with it."

Towards the end, her voice was very soft, as if she were murmuring to herself.

"What?" Chu Zihang seemed not to have heard clearly.

Yuan Zhinv simply shrugged: "It's nothing, let's go."

……

In fact, Lao Tang regretted it as soon as he rushed out. At the same time, this was the nth time today that he wanted to travel back to a few hours earlier and slap his past self, who was bewitched by a demon, away.

He was terrified of the monster and of death, and he had no noble virtues of selflessness. However, he couldn't bring himself to let the two children die in exchange for his own survival.

Moreover, the boy seemed to be seriously injured. When he was found, he was lying on the ground and couldn't get up for a long time. The girl was also very pale and thin, and her health was obviously not good. She was also frightened by the monster several times and couldn't walk.

It's highly unlikely that these two can hold off the monster. They'll probably die before the monster does much, and once the monster is free, he might not be able to escape. So, Old Tang has no choice but to go himself.

He can only hope that the two brats have some conscience and can make some noise after they escape to lure the monster away, so that he will have a chance to survive.

Otherwise, it would truly be a nine-out-of-ten chance of death.

Even though he had mentally prepared himself, he still shuddered when he saw the monster. What a ferocious sight it was! In front of that enormous body, Old Tang felt like a mayfly trying to shake a giant tree.

No, he should be more like a pre-meal snack, or rather, a snack that actively invites its master to eat. The way he ran away and screamed probably looked like a steak sizzling and jumping on a hot plate in front of that monster.

Thinking about it this way, I realize that I actually do taste pretty good.

As he fled in a sorry state, Old Tang tried to find some humor in his misery, but his joy was short-lived, for the monster suddenly let out a terrifying roar.

A tremendous sound echoed throughout the passage, and amidst that deafening, terrifying noise, Old Tang watched helplessly as the already crumbling passage before him completely collapsed.

The huge rock crashed to the ground with a dull thud, completely blocking the road ahead. Amidst the billowing dust, Old Tang felt as if the rock had struck his heart.

At that moment, his heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.

A foul-smelling wind swept from behind him, indicating that the monster had opened its hideous maw to devour him, but he dared not turn around to face the hellish scene.

He cowered, awaiting death, hoping for a quick and painless end, preferably being bitten to death instantly. Otherwise, the agony of being chewed by sharp teeth while still alive was far too unbearable.

It's such a pity. We clearly agreed that once we received the deposit, we would help that brat move out of his uncle and aunt's house.

If he had known it would turn out like this, he should have transferred all the money to that guy just now. That way, even if he died and he couldn't go to China to pick him up, the kid wouldn't have to live under someone else's roof.

Old Tang thought sadly to himself, but the excruciating pain he had imagined did not come. Instead, he heard the harsh sound of swords striking hard objects behind him.

Old Tang instinctively turned around and saw the girl, who seemed to be unwell and had been repeatedly frightened by the monster to the point of being unable to move, wielding that damned knife and slashing it hard at the monster's head.

Huge sparks flew everywhere. The cherry-red longsword looked like a child's toy in front of the enormous monster, but it was this very sword that managed to cut through the scales that even bullets couldn't penetrate!

The monster let out a piercing and terrifying roar, but no blood flowed from beneath its severed scales; only the rotting flesh inside could be vaguely seen.

The girl simply sheathed her sword, flicked it in her hand, and immediately a scarlet blade aura appeared. The aura greatly extended the length of the blade, making it look like a raging flame!

The girl bent slightly, then suddenly exerted force with her calves, leaping high into the air like an arrow released from a bow, and slashed fiercely at the monster's head with her sword.

Old Tang clearly saw the moment the girl jumped up; a layer of pale scales quickly covered her entire body, black veins bulged out like twisting, writhing snakes, and her eyes turned into the most brilliant gold!

The monster tried to bite her, but the moment it raised its head, the girl instantly changed her attack from a slash to a chop. A flash of scarlet light appeared, and a thin black line immediately appeared on the monster's thick neck.

The monster seemed to be paused, its entire body suddenly stiffening. A moment later, its mountain-like head slowly slid off its neck, the cut clean and smooth, carrying a strong, burnt stench.

The girl fell from the sky, her long sword plunging deep into the monster's head as it lay on the ground. She knelt on one knee atop the monster's head, twisting the hilt of the sword until the monster's skull was completely destroyed.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Old Tang simply couldn't imagine that such a ferocious and terrifying monster was as fragile as paper in front of that girl! Its head was cut off with just one strike!

Before he could even gasp in surprise, he saw the bloodied girl slowly raise her head, her brilliant golden eyes staring directly at him.

Old Tang felt a chill instantly spread from the soles of his feet to the top of his head. He subconsciously stepped back, but his back pressed against a cold boulder.

A cold touch came from behind, and Old Tang shivered violently. Then he was horrified to see the girl, whose body was covered in white scales, casually draw a long sword and walk towards him step by step.

His pupils suddenly contracted, but he couldn't make a sound. His throat felt like it was blocked with cotton. An immense fear exploded in his heart, a sense of oppression even more terrifying than that mountain-like monster.

No! That's not right! Compared to this demonic girl, even the monster is just a pet!

This girl is the real monster!

Yuan Zhinu tilted her head slightly, admiring the man's face, which was contorted with fear. Her blood was boiling due to the enhancement of her bloodline, as if shouting that one dragon servant was not enough, she wanted more! She craved more!

And the King of Bronze and Fire stood right in front of her.

He was so weak and ridiculous that a mere flick of the knife would send him tumbling into a pool of blood, utterly defenseless.

Her scarlet tongue licked her dry lips, and the brilliant gold in Yuan Zhinv's eyes burned even brighter. But just as she was about to swing her sword, the silent boy stepped forward.

"Don't come any closer!" the boy said in a hoarse voice. "Kazama Ruri, calm down!"

But the girl seemed not to see him at all, and continued to approach without caring. Her terrifying gaze never left the trembling man, and the long knife in her hand dragged on the ground with a grating sound.

Chu Zihang shielded Lao Tang behind him and slowly drew his sword towards Yuan Zhinv.

Chapter 81 Major Bondarev

Yuan Zhinv looked at the knife pointed at her, her gaze moving upwards until it finally settled on the boy's cold, handsome face.

Chu Zihang pursed his lips, his golden eyes, which instilled fear in countless people, were now fixed on the person in front of him. Murasame was placed in front of him, and he was in a tense and defensive state.

It's as if he would not hesitate to swing his sword if Genji dared to take another step closer.

Overwhelmed with nervousness, Chu Zihang's voice was hoarse and strained, and cold sweat was beading on his forehead: "Don't come any closer!"

He had never felt such terrifying oppression, not even on that rainy night many years ago, not even when facing Odin.

Perhaps it was because a towering figure always stood in front of him during that time; his father single-handedly weathered all the storms and ensured that he was never harmed in the end.

The girl in front of him now gave him a feeling no less intense than that of those terrifying monsters.