Xi Ziyue and Ling walked through the depths of the underground streets. The place seemed to have been abandoned for many years and became dilapidated.

Cables hung down like women's hair, and mannequins in clothing stores were dumped on corners and in the aisles... Xi Ziyue recalled what she saw when she visited a haunted house, and it was exactly the same as what she saw now.

After the first round of Jun Yan detonation, the security system of the underground street was triggered, the power was automatically cut off, the fire extinguishing sprinklers were turned on, and the cold water curtain fell from above. Coupled with the burst water pipe, the water here actually accumulated.

To the ankles.

The feeling of water filling the shoes was quite uncomfortable, and the toes were wet and slippery. Occasionally, water droplets fell into the collar, as if someone was blowing on the neck.

Although the fighting was loud outside, there were still many people in the underground street who did not have time to run away. Instead, they huddled in dark corners, holding their mobile phones and calling frantically for help, but there was no signal at all, as if the world had given up on them.

There are cries everywhere, women's soft cries, children's wails, adult men's curses and collapse... It's like scenes of life and death, and all kinds of things in the world.

In fact, they can just run away. There are not really terrorists outside. At best, they can eat a Frigga bomb and fall asleep. Everything will be fine when they wake up.

At a corner, a small figure bumped into Xi Ziyue's waist, and she subconsciously raised the gun——

A little girl wearing a suspender skirt was knocked down by her and fell into the standing water, crying loudly.

Xi Ziyue subconsciously wanted to comfort the girl, but was immediately pulled back by Ling: "There is not much time, they will be saved."

Xi Ziyue just patted the little girl on the head and left, continuing to move forward carrying all the equipment. When he looked back, she was still sitting in the water crying, holding a little bear doll in her arms.

A scene that makes one's nose sore.

What would happen if I used the power of Golden Eyes to ask her to leave here quickly?

Will she really be able to move, or will she be completely overwhelmed by the fear of Golden Eyes and never be able to move again?

Xi Ziyue didn't have time to think about this problem, because they were already walking further and further away, and the little girl's crying gradually disappeared.

"It's very close. I can smell the smell of oxygen ions, which means that this place is already an elemental turbulence zone, and Chu Zihang is not far away."

This is already the lowest level of the underground street. It is said that this was originally a gathering place for gangsters, who mainly made money through gambling.

At this moment, the place has been completely burned into ruins. Only the blackened steel bars of the load-bearing pillars are left. Several charred corpses are lying in the corner... very deformed corpses, but some kind of twisted monsters.

"Deadpool." Zero squatted next to the body and turned its face over.

It was a face that could not be called human. The bones were abnormally protruding and twisted, and the two eyes seemed to be sunken, turning into two ancient wells.

His whole body was covered with scales, his fingers transformed into sharp claws, his body was extremely large, and his death posture was even more miserable.

Xi Ziyue had seen a similar scene...more than a month ago, at Bride Island.

The leader of the knights in the sarcophagus ended his life early because he was about to degenerate into this kind of thing.

Never think of Deadpools as human beings, but as extremely vicious criminals, the kind of evil that cannot prove their kindness even if they are not killed... This is what every Cassell student will be taught.

truth.

If they are going to degenerate into Deadpool, self-commitment is the choice of many people.

"It seems that the worst situation has already happened. The enemy has used evolution potions on a large scale and forcibly obtained the power of high-purity blood." Zero said, "Then you will be responsible for remote support. No matter what happens, don't come over."

Before Xi Ziyue could respond, the wall nearby collapsed!

A deadpool who transformed into a dragon was pierced through the heart by a red Japanese sword. The wielder of the sword angrily turned the blade inside the opponent's body and burned him to death with the power of a fire demon!

Kassel's contemporary Lu Bu appears!

"zero?"

Chu Zihang recognized the calm little blond girl not far away at a glance. She was the president of the current student union, and he also had some cooperation experience with her.

"Caesar asked me to support you." Zero said calmly, with a tone like "the head teacher asked me to help you with your homework." He could not feel the current crisis at all.

"Then who is she?" Chu Zihang turned his gaze to Xi Ziyue.

"Newly rated S-class."

"That's no problem." Chu Zihang said.

The reason why he said this is because he is currently in a state of violent blood, and the skin all over his body has turned into a strange blue-gray color. Dense scales have grown on the lower side of his cheeks and the back of his hands. They are also in dragon form.

It made Xi Ziyue wonder if he also secretly took a bottle of evolution potion.

Violent blood, also known as bloodline refining technology, can gain power close to that of a dragon in a short period of time. It is like demon possession. It is a forbidden secret. Only a few people have this power.

But since this girl is S-level, it means that she will be exposed to this secret sooner or later, so Chu Zihang doesn't mind being seen by her in this terrifying appearance.

All of a sudden——

The sonic slash roared towards me, like a tiger leaping out of the void. Chu Zihang subconsciously raised his sword!

The two blades collided again, and the sonic boom air flow swept across the ground, and stone chips and bullet casings swept up all over the ground like a clearing field!

The fifth level moment! This is the state Bacher can reach after drinking the evolution potion!

"Are these two girls your helpers? Murasame!" Butcher glanced aside, but his eyes that should have been pure gold were covered with a layer of dark red... This is a precursor to becoming a Deadpool.

The eyes of ordinary hybrids and dragons are golden, but Deadpool's eyes are dark red, which represents their complete depravity and their souls are stained with uncleanness.

The gunfire from MP5 exploded! Zero immediately pulled the trigger of the submachine gun!

The dense barrage swept towards Butcher's back, and the bullets struck him with bright sparks, and the sound was like hitting steel.

With the blessing of the evolution potion, he not only gained a higher-level moment, but also obtained the scales and claws of the evil dragon. The bullets just made him bleed slightly, far from being fatal.

Seizing the moment when the opponent was frustrated, Chu Zihang kicked the opponent hard, hitting the opponent's chest like a bell, and a mouthful of blood spattered from the opponent's mouth.

More dark red golden pupils lit up at the end of the hall. They came like a tide, and the domains of several speech spirits overlapped and expanded.

Yan Ling·Jun Yan breaks out again!

Chu Zihang paused and recited the ancient syllables again. He seemed to be standing in the corona of the sun, with several streams of fire shooting out in all directions!

"Zero! Help me deal with that person just now, and I can take care of the rest!" Chu Zihang turned around and shouted. This is a rare communication opportunity, comparable to precious intermission time.

If he could keep releasing Jun Yan, things would be easy to handle, but with Bacher's pressing close combat, it was difficult for him to find time to release, and he could only be forced to fight guerrillas.

"Okay, Yanling Mosha." Zero said softly.

A bright and light chant came from her mouth, and it was clearly the dragon chant of the moment.

The wind picked up, blowing away the water under her body, as if an elf's feet were touching the middle of the lake.

The reason why the wind will rise when chanting it is because this speaking spirit was created by the King of Sky and Wind, and wherever its domain reaches, there are active wind elements.

Mirror Eye was activated and successfully copied Bacher's speech spirit.

Serial number 72, moment.

Starting at level four.

This is a word spirit with unlimited potential. The specific effect is to increase the speed. Each time it is raised to a higher level, the speed can be doubled. It is a magical skill that every assassin dreams of.

This word spirit is very similar to Principal Ange's Time Zero, but the stability of the 72nd-level moment is far less than that of the 84th-level Time Zero.

Users of Time Zero can walk in the cracks of time, safely draw and dodge, while users of Setsuna need to withstand the pressure brought by high speed on the body. The faster the speed, the greater the pressure, so many people who hold Setsuna

They will all choose to fight from a distance, creating a dense barrage of arrows or barrages in an instant.

Only a very small number of swordsmen who claim to be sword masters will choose to use this word spirit to fight in close combat.

Zero took out the weapon on her back, the Cossack cavalry sword she named "Zorro".

Its disguised appearance is that of a flowery umbrella. No one would have thought that such a murderous intention was hidden inside this umbrella, not to mention that the person carrying the umbrella was a petite girl.

Ling Yi lightly pushed Xi Ziyue——

It's not a surprise test, but danger is approaching behind Xi Ziyue.

Bacher almost put the blade next to her neck.

Under Ling's fierce push, Xi Ziyue flew out like a piece of paper, and the blade almost missed her forehead!

Two A-level hybrids who simultaneously mastered fifth-level instants started a war.

...

...

In the corridor of the underground cave, the knee-deep water was stained red with blood. A bloody massacre had just occurred here.

Miyamoto Kishi was sitting in the red water, his legs trembling as he moved back, finally leaning against the uneven stone wall.

His expression was full of despair, he was now the only survivor.

"Did you see it? This is the power of a dragon. Crushing your lives is as simple as crushing an insect." The dragon slowly waded into the water, its white suit covered with frightening red stains.

.

He came to the precious cargo, opened a suitcase with his bare hands without pressing the combination lock, and took out a bottle of rainbow-colored Motolov cocktail.

"This is the evolution potion. It is one of the keys to mankind's dream of ascending to heaven. It is really ugly, like a maggot wearing a butterfly's new clothes." He moved the potion close to the golden eye, like a devil studying the human heart.

He opened the lid and drank it in one gulp.

"Ha, it tastes good. Although it is ugly, it tastes very good. For this reason, I decided not to kill you." Long showed a look of joy.

This compassionate promise made Miyamoto Kishi feel ecstatic.

Although Long is violent, he is also extremely proud. Even a casual promise is worth thousands of gold. What's more, Miyamoto Kishi can't threaten him at all. As for the issue of dignity... Miyamoto Kishi doesn't dare to ask for this.

thing.

Long just tasted this batch of evolutionary potions, like a drunkard discovering a treasured wine library. He commented on the taste while drinking, and he was very excited.

For ordinary hybrids, these evolutionary potions are extremely powerful poisons. The process of drinking them will be extremely painful. What is even more painful is that after drinking them, the dragon's tyrannical genes will explode in the mind and flow in the blood vessels.

It's not blood, it's gunpowder.

But... it is a dragon, a pure-blooded dragon! It is destined to enjoy privileges that lower beings do not deserve!

"The last is this box. It looks very special. What exactly will it contain?" Long's eyes fell on the last box. It was a black box, the color of which was completely opposite to the other boxes.

"That...that is swan blood." Miyamoto Kishimasa immediately wanted to save this precious potion, but his desire for survival suddenly awakened him, and he immediately made a submissive gesture like a eunuch.

"Swan blood? The name sounds good. You said before that it was extracted from another dragon. Is that true?"

Miyamoto Kishima suddenly understood that this dragon had been nearby to monitor their team, and they were doomed from the beginning.

"Yes, it is extracted from an ancient dragon. Every process is extremely complicated. It is the ultimate crystallization and a non-renewable treasure!" Miyamoto Kishi was trying his best to brag about the greatness of this batch of potions, hoping to use it to

Improve survival rate.

Long opened the black box, and tens of degrees of low temperature overflowed. Its temperature was lower than other ordinary boxes, as if to imply that only ice and snow could preserve this batch of swan blood.

Inside are four distilling bottles with spherical bases. The shape of the container is different from the long tube-shaped Motolov cocktail.

The liquid inside was a deep purple, with spiderweb-like ice residue inside, like the veins of the heart.

Although its name is beautiful, reminiscent of Tchaikovsky's "Swan Lake", where the white swan died quietly and gracefully on the lake, in fact it is extremely ugly, like spider venom.

This time, Long was not in a hurry to drink it. Instead, he unscrewed the bottle cap and used his nose to smell the flavor inside, as if he were a senior wine connoisseur.

"Yes, I'm very satisfied with it, but I want to know more about its specific effects...how magical is it?"

Long turned his head and looked at Miyamoto Kishimasa with ferocious and delighted eyes.

Miyamoto Kishimasa immediately understood the other party’s intention!

"You...you said you would spare my life..." Miyamoto Kishimasa was almost in tears.

"I only said I wouldn't kill you, but I never said I would spare your life... You should be grateful for drinking such a delicious thing, thank me! And thank you for your fate!"

The dragon grabbed the opponent's neck, holding him motionless with huge force, and then force-fed him the purple swan blood.

This scene is like a replica of not long ago, when Miyamoto Kishi drank a Motolov cocktail to the traitorous boy, just to show the specific effect to his clients.

At this time, Miyamoto Kishi was taking the humble position of the young man, and the dragon itself was a customer, and it just wanted to see what the effect would be.

For example, in ancient times, tyrants randomly dispatched their slaves to use their lives for their own pleasure. After the tyrant was defeated, he would immediately become the slaves of other monarchs. But for the dragon clan, there is no difference between human tyrants and their slaves.

The effect of swan blood is far stronger than that of Motolov cocktail. Drinking the latter may allow you to survive with sequelae, but drinking swan blood will definitely lead to death!

After the swan's blood was drained, Long let go of his hand and stepped back a few steps. He had already heard the violent beating in Miyamoto Kishi's heart. The heart had turned into a violent machine, vowing to destroy the master.

Squeeze out the life!

Miyamoto Kisumasa's body twisted violently, as if a pair of hands were rubbing and twisting his bones, dragon scales, dragon teeth, dragon claws, dragon eyes, and...dragon

The wings and pointed tail appeared on his body one by one!

Long put the remaining three bottles of swan blood into his pocket and left slowly.
Chapter completed!