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

The dragon's body was covered in wounds, its scales were breaking apart, its flesh was disintegrating, and cracks were faintly visible on the dark golden bones inside.

The black dragon let out a painful wail. It tried to struggle, but the girl simply waved her hand slightly, and it was completely frozen in the seawater. Despite its astonishing strength, it could not struggle. In front of the girl, the terrifying and ferocious monster was like a toy that she could manipulate at will.

Yuan Zhinü could clearly feel that her bloodline had been enhanced once again.

Although the black dragon in front of her was not as powerful as Samson, it was no less powerful than the black dragon guarding the Three Gorges. However, the last time she fought that gatekeeper dragon in the Three Gorges, it was much more difficult than this.

The improvements brought by the two second-generation species in the battle of the Three Gorges were obvious. At least now, if Genji were to face Samson again, it would be an absolute crushing victory, and she wouldn't even need to exert her full strength.

As for this creature in front of her, which was even inferior to Samson... Genji raised her eyes, her slender hand slowly rising, countless seawater surged and gathered, and a chill spread rapidly. A huge, shimmering blue ice cross spear appeared out of thin air, radiating a terrifying aura.

The seawater was filled with the aura of that weapon; its aura was bone-chillingly cold, a coldness that carried a domineering power that could cut through everything!

The black dragon raised its head and roared silently, the shadow of the ice cross spear reflected in its huge golden pupils.

The enormous, half-dead creature finally realized that annihilation was imminent, but it had no way to escape. It curled up, trembling slightly, like a prisoner awaiting execution or a heinous criminal awaiting divine judgment.

The massive ice cross spear pierced the dragon's spine. The enormous black dragon was completely powerless to resist. It let out a dying cry and struggled in vain, but it had no effect in the face of that absolute killing intent.

The dragon's body began to crack and its flesh dissolved, just like ice and snow melting away. The sea was filled with scarlet blood, and the hideous and terrifying monster silently turned into a pool of flesh and blood.

The girl simply watched all of this indifferently. Her dazzling golden eyes were so beautiful and radiant, yet they were devoid of any warmth, as cold as the ice in front of her.

Fingel was completely stunned. He had never seen such a bloody and terrifying scene. This was something no human could do. No human could cause such terrifying damage with a mere gesture. It was a power that humans could not comprehend.

It was as if God was unleashing divine punishment, judging all the sins in the world.

But at that moment, a crisp "click" broke the deathly silence.

Fingel instinctively turned around and saw a crack suddenly appear on the ice that had frozen his partner and lover not far away.

He was stunned, unable to react for a moment, but then countless cracks began to spread.

On the surface of the countless ice blocks, fine cracks spread rapidly like a spider web, followed by a series of cracking sounds, like a grand symphony of ice.

With the death of the black dragon, its territory seemed to begin to disappear as well.

Fingel's pupils contracted sharply, his eyes widening in an instant. He lunged forward like a madman, letting out a wild, desperate roar: "No! EVA!"

But it was too late. The huge block of ice where the girl was located began to crumble, and the fragments flew everywhere like wild horses, shimmering with tiny lights in the dark blue sea.

The girl's body gradually shattered as the ice broke apart, her face becoming blurred in the light. The broken ice fragments, carrying her afterimage, danced briefly in the water before slowly melting away like light snowflakes in the endless sea.

Not only the girl, but the five frozen figures were like illusions in a dream. Now that the dream is over, they have all disappeared without a trace, leaving only specks of light falling into the deep sea.

The man lunged forward like a madman, but grasped nothing. The shards of light slipped through his fingers, piece by piece, bit by bit, until the girl and the ice blocks vanished into nothingness.

The man's eyes were bloodshot and red-rimmed. He was like a raging bull or a wild beast driven to the brink of despair, frantically trying to catch the escaping fragments of light.

But in the end, he grasped nothing, just like he failed to grasp her outstretched hand ten years ago.

He lost his girl and his friends once again.

He finally lost his lover completely and forever.

Tears streamed down his face instantly, but quickly melted into the seawater. Without hesitation, the man plunged headfirst into the seabed, trying to grasp the fading light.

But he failed. A tremendous force came from his arm. Fingel turned around angrily and saw a pair of eyes as black as ink. At the last moment when he was about to fall completely, the terrifying junior sister who was not human at all grabbed his hand.

The slender arms possessed an irresistible and terrifying strength; the man had no chance to struggle and was forcibly pulled upwards.

"Let me go!" he roared hoarsely. "I told you to let me go!"

Yuan Zhinv ignored his voice, her hands gripping the man's arm like iron clamps, forcibly dragging him out of the water.

A giant wave crashed in, and the two were swept ashore at the same time. The man knelt on the ground in pain. This guy, who was fearless even when facing a dragon and who was willing to face death, was now curled up, whimpering and making hoarse cries.

Yuan Zhinu frowned. She didn't know how to comfort this grieving man. The pain of losing a loved one was beyond the comprehension of ordinary people, so she simply remained silent.

But some clueless people just had to break this despairing and sorrowful atmosphere.

A crisp clapping sound came from the air. Yuan Zhinu looked up and saw three men dressed in black, completely covered up, standing on the ice not far away. Old Tang, who should have been waiting for them on the shore, was now being held firmly, his eyes filled with fear.

"That's really impressive. You actually managed to come back alive from the water." The man in black who clapped said with a smile, his voice full of pleasure: "No wonder our Holy Palace Medical Association has taken a liking to you."

"The Holy Palace Medical Association?" Yuan Zhinu's gaze lingered briefly on the bound Old Tang, her brows furrowing even deeper. "You're the ones who tipped off Xiao Yi?"

"Ah, right, that country bumpkin is only good for this much," the man in black said with a smile. "Are you going to surrender or wait for us to beat you down and take you away?"

He kicked Old Tang as he spoke: "I advise you not to struggle like this ignorant guy, who insists that we do it. It would be bad if we accidentally lost an arm or a leg."

Despite his arrogance and overbearing attitude, Yuan Zhinü's expression gradually calmed down. She raised her eyes, her dark eyes devoid of any emotion, as indifferent as if she were looking at several corpses.

"I don't care what kind of organization you are, didn't anyone teach you..."

Slowly drawing her long sword, the crimson light illuminated her expressionless face. The girl spoke slowly and deliberately: "Should we remain silent when others are sad?"

Chapter 138 Whale Song!

Amidst the swirling snowflakes, the cold wind howled.

Yuan Zhinü's voice was colder than the snowflakes falling from the sky. Her gaze toward the man in black was so calm, as if she were looking at three dead men.

But her action of raising the knife made the man in black laugh out loud.

"What a disobedient girl! Do you know what happens to those who defy us?" someone said sinisterly. "You have no idea what you want to face!"

Upon hearing this, the other two also laughed exaggeratedly. They seemed eager to explain their power to the clueless girl. Old Tang also seemed to want to speak, but neither of them had a chance to open their mouths.

A whistling sound arose, as if something was rushing towards them at breakneck speed.

The men in black looked up and saw that it was the girl who had thrown the long knife in her hand. The movement was so casual, as if it had no aim at all, that they didn't even need to dodge.

But just as they were about to continue their mockery, a sharp pain suddenly shot through their necks. The knife hadn't touched them, yet their skin was torn apart out of thin air, and countless drops of blood gushed from the wounds, as if eager to escape the cage that was their bodies.

They didn't really need to dodge, because Genji threw a knife, but gave the order to kill.

"You just don't know what you're about to face," the girl said calmly, her eyes devoid of any emotion. "I hope you like this ending."

Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Zhinu put a finger to her lips and whispered, "Shh."

In an instant, three men in black, whose strength and abilities were unknown and who appeared arrogant and domineering, were decapitated. Warm blood splattered out, but it condensed into blood-red ice crystals in the air before falling to the ground and smashing into pieces.

Without even glancing at the corpse that had cooled rapidly due to the wind and snow, Yuan Zhinü calmly stepped forward, picked up the knife, and casually cut the ropes binding Old Tang.

Old Tang was terrified, staring blankly at the girl in front of him. No matter how many times he saw her kill so casually, Old Tang would still feel uncomfortable.

Despite her exquisite beauty and innocent, adorable smile, she was like a grim reaper. Killing was as easy for her as crushing an ant; she wouldn't even blink. She truly treated human life as worthless.

The stark contrast is so striking that it makes your heart tremble.

Yuan Zhinu had no idea what Old Tang was thinking. Seeing that he was still lying on the ground for a long time even though the rope had been cut, she assumed that his legs had gone numb from squatting for too long. So she simply kicked the annoying corpse aside and squatted down next to him.

Old Tang stared blankly at the girl who sat down next to him, and asked blankly, "What are you doing?"

Yuan Zhinv leaned closer and whispered, "Don't talk, let him cry, we'll wait for him for a while."

Old Tang then stared blankly at the man kneeling on the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, as if the farce that had just happened had nothing to do with him. The man was still immersed in his own grief.

"What's wrong with him?" Old Tang asked in a low voice as well.

“His wife is gone,” Yuan Zhinu whispered. “His wife was trapped underwater. He just went down to rescue her, but he couldn’t bring her back.”

Old Tang immediately showed a look of sympathy, and his tone became more pained: "I see, then this brother is really pitiful."

"Yes, it's better to be like you. You don't have to worry about these things if you don't have a wife."

Old Tang felt as if he had been stabbed in the knee. He clutched his chest in anguish and cried out, "Girl, is your mouth made of knives? And didn't you say you wanted to be quiet? Shut up!"

Genji nodded readily and actually shut up. She yawned, and soon squatted down on the ground with her sword in her arms and started to doze off.

He didn't know how much time had passed, but the sun gradually set, and the whole sky began to darken. This was the scene that Fingel saw when he looked up.

The girl hugged her knees with both hands, rested her chin on them, and held a knife to her chest... Her posture was somewhere between an old farmer from northern Shaanxi on a field ridge and a stray dog ​​taking a break.

Old Tang next to her wasn't much better off; he was also squatting on the ground, his face looking dazed from the cold wind. The two of them squatting together looked so comical.

Seeing this scene, for some reason, Fingel's heart-wrenching sorrow quietly dissipated a little. Although he still felt empty and sad, at least he didn't want to care about anything and just wanted to jump into the sea and die with them like before.

Slowly standing up, the man silently walked towards his companions. Old Tang, hearing the commotion, looked up blankly and blurted out, "Are you done crying? It's still early, you can cry a little longer."

Fingel: "..."

Before Fingel could even speak, Old Tang was slapped hard on the head. The girl scolded him sternly, "Why are you spouting such obvious truths? She wasn't crying, she was just venting her emotions!"

Old Tang covered his head and cried out "Cock-a-doodle-doo!" without daring to resist, his cries sounding like a rooster.

Even though he knew this was just to amuse himself, Fingel still couldn't help but laugh and cry. He sighed deeply, looking utterly dejected.

"Let's go back first and talk about it then."

Yuan Zhinv naturally had no objections. She helped Old Tang, whose legs had gone numb from squatting, to his feet, and the three of them walked back together.

"How did you get arrested?" Seeing that the atmosphere had eased, Yuan Zhinv turned to ask Old Tang, "When did those three guys show up?"

Old Tang was too weak, and it was obviously unrealistic to let him go into the water without any equipment. It might even activate Norton form. So, Genji told him to wait on the shore.

But knowing from the simulator that this guy was easily kidnapped, I specifically asked him to find a secluded place to stay, but even so, he was still kidnapped.

Speaking of this, Old Tang was furious: "They came as soon as you went into the water. They didn't even look for me before dragging me out and giving me a good beating. How could they do this to someone as handsome as me? It's outrageous! It's outrageous!"

Yuan Zhinv calmly ignored the subjective assumptions in the latter half and pondered before speaking: "They admitted that it was that Xiao Yi who tipped them off. It seems that Xiao Yi is a member of the Holy Palace Medical Association."

As she spoke, she looked at Fingel and asked, "Senior, do you know about the Holy Palace Medical Association?"

“I know a little.” Fingel’s voice was still a little hoarse, but he was in much better condition: “They seem to be a secret organization that is hidden in the shadows. There is very little information about them, but every time something happens, you can always see their shadow behind it.”

“Then the Crown Prince is one of their people too,” said Yuan Zhinu. “Only the Crown Prince knew we were here, but that Xiao Yi got the news early and was waiting for us. As soon as she found us, she tipped us off. Saying they have no contact is a lie.”

"You were too ruthless in your killings," Old Tang complained. "You could have at least left someone alive for interrogation, but instead you just went and killed them all. Now we have no information at all, and we're just guessing."

“No need,” Yuan Zhinv said casually. “Didn’t I leave one alive?”

"Who?"

“Xiao Yi, she was so kind to take us in. To repay her, I didn’t kill her. Let’s go tie her up and interrogate her now.”

Yuan Zhinü's voice was so self-righteous, as if it were the only way things should be. Old Tang wanted to cover his face listening to this robber's logic. This seemed to be a typical story of the farmer and the snake! Girl, do you have to be so villainous?

However, Old Tang's opinion was never important. He watched as Yuan Zhinü entered the village with a very clear goal, and a moment later brought out a girl. Yet, she didn't make any noise, and it seemed that no one in the entire village noticed.

Seeing this villainous scene, Old Tang murmured to Fingel, "What kind of people are in your school?"

“She’s a bit special.” Fingel scratched his head. “Actually, most people are as kind and approachable as I am.”

Ignoring the two clowns who had regained their energy, Yuan Zhinv restrained the petite and thin girl with one hand and covered her mouth with the other, forcibly bringing her out.