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

The girl sighed softly, and the resentment and bitterness that had arisen from those years of suffering and unspoken grievances suddenly vanished.

It was like waking up from a nightmare that had lasted for years.

The deathly coldness in her eyes quickly faded, and her ferocious golden pupils gradually dimmed. Yuan Zhinv closed her eyes and spoke in a hoarse voice: "Stay away from me."

Yuan Zhisheng was stunned and hadn't reacted yet when he heard the girl say, "It will take some time to recover. Don't come near me, or I'll hurt you."

“It’s alright.” Genjiro spoke slowly, his voice firmer than ever before: “I’ll stay with you.”

Yuan Zhinü didn't speak again. She no longer had the strength to speak. The overwhelming power receded, and a wave of exhaustion washed over her. She felt very tired and sleepy and just wanted to get a good night's sleep.

Both Orochi and Judgment are extremely dangerous Words of Power. If her bloodline hadn't reached the level of a next-generation species, she wouldn't have been able to use them simultaneously. Even after reaching the level of a next-generation species, she still felt a sense of powerlessness after suddenly withdrawing her power.

However, this feeling is only temporary and will return to normal in a short time, just like a long-distance runner feels exhausted after exerting a lot of effort to complete the race.

The enormous bone wings slowly retracted until they finally turned into bone spikes, contracted, and completely disappeared on the girl's fair back. Her rugged and uneven face gradually returned to its original state, revealing soft cheeks and delicate, beautiful features.

The claws transformed back into slender human hands, hanging limply at the sides. The last thing to disappear was the pale scales, which receded into the skin like a tide, leaving no trace, as if they had never existed.

The grotesque monster transformed back into the exquisite and beautiful girl, her lowered eyes giving her an innocent and pure appearance.

The hard scales tore the black, tight-fitting combat suit to shreds, leaving it barely covering the girl's body. Yuan Zhisheng immediately took off his trench coat and wrapped it tightly around the girl, not exposing a single inch of her skin.

"It's alright now." He gently patted the girl's back, as if comforting his younger sister who had woken up in the middle of the night from a nightmare: "It's all alright now."

Only then did Caesar dare to approach. He looked at the boy and girl embracing tightly, scrutinizing their strikingly similar faces, and raised his eyebrows.

"Are you siblings?"

Yuan Zhisheng frowned, then remembered that there was someone else who had witnessed the whole thing. He hesitated for a moment, unsure of what to do.

He secretly infiltrated China, and his whereabouts needed to be kept secret. The appearance of Genjiro in her dragon form was even more taboo and could not be known to anyone, otherwise it would bring endless trouble.

But this guy not only saw him, but also witnessed the entire process of Genji's transformation into a dragon and slaying a dragon, which is undoubtedly a thorny problem.

Should we just kill him? Only the dead can keep secrets, but this person seems to be an innocent fellow. Wouldn't it be a bit cruel to kill him directly?

Yuan Zhisheng was caught in a dilemma. Before he could come up with a solution, the girl in his arms stirred. He quickly looked down and saw that Yuan Zhinu had reopened her eyes.

After recovering from the exhaustion, Genji quickly regained her strength. As her bloodline level increased, her recovery ability also became stronger.

When she killed the black dragon guarding the gate, she didn't want to use Orochi. One reason was that she could crush it even without using Orochi, and another reason was that Orochi was a word of power that could enhance one's bloodline.

In the past, when her bloodline was only at the royal level, Orochi was able to partially transform her body into a dragon, reaching the level of a second-generation species. Now that she is a second-generation species, using Orochi again would allow her to directly touch the power of the first-generation species.

That was undoubtedly an extremely powerful force, but transforming into a dragon from head to toe would be too conspicuous and would easily make her a target of public criticism. She did not want to use it unless absolutely necessary.

Now, that devilish side has been exposed. Genjiro seriously considered the possibility of silencing her. She broke free from Genjiro's embrace and picked up her long sword from the blood and flesh on the ground.

Seeing the girl holding the knife, Caesar had a bad feeling. Almost instinctively, he blurted out, "I didn't see anything."

Yuan Zhinu glanced at him sideways, and although she didn't say anything, the threat in her eyes was quite obvious.

Caesar scratched his head, as if he hadn't seen the terrifying gaze, and picked up Dicketto on his own: "Oh, how did I get here?"

"I wasn't influenced by the dragon's pattern. Shouldn't I go back to the research vessel first?"

As he spoke, he walked straight out, but just before leaving, he suddenly turned back to look at Genji.

"Girls always have their own little secrets, which gentlemen never pry into, but girls..."

Caesar paused, a helpless expression on his face: "Could you please not be so violent? I was hoping you'd join my white-stockinged girl dance troupe, but you're making it hard for me to look at pretty girls the same way..."

Genji raised her eyelids and threatened with her long sword. Upon seeing this, Caesar immediately turned and left, his tall figure disappearing into the passage in an instant.

Yuan Zhinü snorted coldly and sheathed the sword.

Yuan Zhisheng was still somewhat hesitant: "Is this person trustworthy?"

Yuan Zhinv casually said, "I don't know, but it doesn't matter anyway. The principal has seen what I look like in my dragon form, and he still accepted me."

“Until those dragon kings are all killed, no matter what happens, Angers should find a way to help me.”

As she spoke, she picked up a brass can placed to the side and handed it directly to Genji: "This is Constantine's cocoon. As I told you, seal it with liquid nitrogen to prevent him from coming into contact with any humans or hybrids."

Yuan Zhisheng took the brass can and nodded solemnly: "Understood. I will take him back to Japan immediately. Father should have already sent someone to meet him."

"Okay, remember to make sure he doesn't have any contact with Lao Tang, to prevent any accidents. I'll see you off."

At this point, Genji looked at the snake-faced statue not far away, walked over, and directly activated the self-destruct program.

As the boy and girl walked away, the massive bronze city emitted a piercing and terrifying sound, as if the entire city had come to life. And as countless gears turned, the black dragon lying on the ground, twisted into a bizarre shape, slowly opened its eyes.

Its body was riddled with holes, and it was almost impossible to find a single intact scale, but its golden eyes were burning hot.

Like dinosaurs, the enormous bodies of dragons meant that a single brain and nerve center were insufficient to control subtle movements. Therefore, they hid another brain, a dense network of nerve ganglia, within their spine.

This undoubtedly saved its life. The dragon lay prostrate in Samson's body, which had been reduced to countless pieces of flesh, and roared as if mourning its fallen companion. Its massive tail pounded wildly against the collapsing ground, and flames of rage burned in its dazzling golden eyes.

……

Caesar spotted the life pod floating in the water and jumped in without hesitation. At the same time, he activated the alarm. The research vessel quickly received the signal, and then a huge pulling force came. Caesar could only see the river water rushing backward in front of him.

He was pulled back to the surface, and countless crew members rushed out, their eyes filled with excitement. Selma was almost moved to tears.

After being cut off for so long, Norma calculated that the probability of survival was almost zero. They were about to despair when Caesar actually came back alive!

"We all thought you were dead!" Selma exclaimed excitedly, "Where's Liuli? Is she alright?"

An elderly man with gray hair came out and looked at Caesar, who was in a sorry state. Angers sighed, "It looks very dangerous. So Caesar, where are your team members?"

Caesar straightened his clothes and said slowly, "There was a small accident. I was afraid I would be a burden to her, so I left first."

"She should be back soon."

Angers' expression turned serious: "What accident?"

"We've encountered a dragon." Caesar uttered the most explosive statement in his most nonchalant voice: "It should be a pure-blooded dragon."

Seeing the expressions on everyone's faces change, Caesar briefly recounted what had happened underwater, omitting the appearance of Samson and the mysterious man, and only mentioning the dragon guarding the gate.

According to his account, they were spotted by the dragon as soon as they entered the Bronze City, and then a battle broke out. It was a difficult struggle, and they barely managed to stay at a stalemate. He was no match for the dragon and left first, while Kazama Ruri stayed behind to cover their retreat.

Angers' expression grew increasingly complicated as he listened. Finally, he frowned and asked, "Are you saying that you and Kazama Ruri were fighting a pureblood dragon with swords?"

Caesar nodded: "Yes."

"Is Kazama Ruri still slightly ahead?"

Caesar nodded again: "Yes."

Before Angers could speak, Selma exclaimed, "How is this possible! The sonar scan clearly didn't detect any living creatures. How could there be any living pure-blooded dragons in the ancient city?"

"Besides, if such a terrifying being really exists, how could the two of you possibly fight it with just two knives and no firearms? And even gain the upper hand?"

Caesar raised an eyebrow: "You don't believe me? Fine, then I swear in Gattuso's name that what I said is true."

"Although Liuli is a very delicate girl, we will never back down when facing the dragon race."

Selma still found it outrageous, and just as she was about to continue questioning it, Caesar's ears twitched, and he and Angers suddenly spoke at the same time: "Don't speak."

Everyone was stunned. Before they could react to what had happened, the two of them turned around at the same time and saw a huge dark shadow emerging from the river in the distance.

The black dragon, covered in wounds, slowly raised its head in the water, its huge, lantern-like golden eyes coldly staring at the research vessel.

In that instant, everyone felt a chill emanating from the depths of their hearts, and the hairs on their bodies stood on end, as if they were being stared at by a venomous snake.

But this is something far more deadly than a venomous snake; it is enormous and dangerous, and if it targets you, death may be the only outcome.

The atmosphere instantly became extremely oppressive, and fear spread through the crowd. No one spoke; everyone stared intently at the terrifying, enormous figure.

However, at that moment, Caesar spoke with great satisfaction.

"Yes, that's the thing. We just encountered it underwater. See the wounds on its body? Liuli and I cut them."

Caesar's tone was full of pride. Although the main damage dealer was Kazama Ruri, he had also slashed the dragon when they first encountered it, leaving a white mark. How could that not count as contributing?

The flamboyant young nobleman looked at Selma and raised an eyebrow: "Do you believe me now?"

Selma: "..."

Is it a question of belief or not? Can you please understand the key point?

Chapter 103, the dragon-slaying part, is just a piece of cake.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and large raindrops fell all over the place. The once calm and gentle river gradually revealed its ferocious side, with roaring waves crashing against the research boat again and again.

In the midst of the raging wind and torrential rain, a huge, dark shadow floated beneath the surface of the river. It was so massive yet so agile, like a sharp line of water rushing straight toward them.

Without any command, both anchor chains were cut simultaneously, and the modified, massive engine started up quickly without needing to warm up. The speed at that moment caused the people on the deck to grab each other and tumble over.

In the instant she fell, Selma saw the dragon's appearance clearly. It was covered in wounds, and its huge golden eyes were filled with undisguised anger and ferocity.

"Has it come looking for revenge?" Selma broke out in a cold sweat. "Then where is Kazama Ruri?!"

In Caesar's account, they encountered the dragon underwater, and a fierce battle ensued. He was exhausted and retreated first, while Kazama Ruri stayed behind to cover their retreat.

Now the dragon has chased it to the surface of the water, but the beautiful girl has vanished.

Caesar couldn't answer the question; this eloquent orator, who was usually so skilled at public speaking, was speechless.

He couldn't very well say that the girl probably left with her brother and he didn't know what happened, otherwise the dragon definitely wouldn't have been able to escape. What, you're asking why? Of course, it's because in front of that girl, this dragon was just an appetizer!

As for why this appetizer wasn't eaten, it's simply because everyone forgot about it after finishing the main course...

What was merely an appetizer to that girl now seemed to have a fatal effect on them.

"Activate the sonar!" Angers, the only one who hadn't fallen, strode into the cabin, his face grim and his cloudy eyes filled with an icy chill: "Let me see what this thing really looks like."

"It's too fast to get a precise image. It's about fifteen meters long and looks like a fish!" the third mate said.

"Fish? What kind of fish can swim at a speed of fifty knots?" Selma, who followed in, said loudly, "I'm sure it's a pure-blooded dragon!"

"Could it be the Dragon King?" the second mate asked. "The Dragon King who has awakened prematurely?"

No one can answer this question: when faced with a true pure-blooded dragon, hybrids are as fragile as paper dolls, and dare not even confront their majesty.

The calmest person in the room was probably Caesar. The blond, blue-eyed boy shrugged and said, "How could he be the Dragon King? He's just a gatekeeper."

"How do you know?" Selma asked instinctively. "Did you see the real Dragon King? What exactly happened underwater?"

These questions left Caesar speechless once again. Before he could come up with an explanation, Angers finally spoke up again.

"Whatever it is, since it dares to show itself, let's just kill it."

The elderly man with gray hair stood ramrod straight, his black suit making him look solemn and dignified. He pulled open the weapons cabinet on the bulkhead, revealing an L115A3 sniper rifle standing upright in the center.