Lu Chen is always willing to let good opponents see his peak.

Hughes, who was originally charging in secret, stopped. After transforming into a dragon, his keener intuition warned him not to get any closer. The result of this sudden attack might be death.

Another reason that made him stop was that the boss's voice came from his built-in headset, telling him that the mission was over and he could retreat.

There is a small alchemical bomb buried in the spine of his body, and it also has the function of monitoring his vital signs, which can feed back his various statuses to the boss. At this point in the battle, the boss obviously realized that he might not be able to defeat his opponent, and did not want to fight again.

Let him continue his adventure.

But... you clearly said that Lu Chen's blood played a vital role in the road to becoming a god and was an indispensable part of the great cause. Do you give up so easily?

Hughes knew better than anyone that this mission was not a high priority on the surface, but in fact, in the boss's mind, none of the seven deadly sins were as important as Lu Chen's active blood!

He sighed softly in his heart.

I am already your highest combat power. If I can't do it, who else can offer you this gift?

The atmosphere in the ruined battlefield suddenly calmed down. Both Hughes and Lu Chen stood still. One of them was accumulating strength to give his opponent a chance to attack after receiving heavy blood. The other stretched his hand to the back of his neck and dug his claws into something.

From this part, a small bottle connected to the line was pulled out.

The small bottle contains the serum. It is not risk-free for their mixed-blood monarchs to ascend the bloodline. Too high a degree of dragon transformation will still cause them to lose their minds, and their minds and ideas will be completely transformed into dragons.

As his bloodline climbed further, power penetrated into his bone marrow like a speed, but it was not completely controllable.

During the strengthening process, the monk stared closely at the young man, recalling the past for some unknown reason.

He was sold to the Middle East by human traffickers as a child, and was later recruited as a boy scout. From the age of nine, he went to the battlefield to fight in the rain of bullets.

At that time, he awakened to his bloodline and discovered that the world sometimes slowed down in his eyes. Later, he realized that it was he who could become faster.

He awakened the word spirit, and instantly, it was a word spirit that was very suitable for a gunman.

He relied on his bloodline advantage to be active on the battlefield in the Middle East for ten years. At that time, he was numb and had no pursuits.

He did not retaliate against the institution that trained him, nor did he hate the trafficker who trafficked him, because he was numb.

So what if he kills those people? He still has to fight on the battlefield, he doesn't know where he should go.

For him, life is a battlefield. He does not know how to live without the battlefield. He has also heard how enjoyable life is in a peaceful country, but he is inexplicably afraid and does not dare to leave his psychological comfort zone.

Until that time when he finished a battle in the Cyprus desert, all his teammates were dead, and all transportation vehicles were destroyed. He walked alone for three days, and when he was still more than ten kilometers away from the road,

He sat under the shadow of the sandstone and suddenly didn't want to leave.

He didn't find it interesting.

Why do you work so hard to survive?

Just when his mouth was dry and he was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of propellers. He opened his eyes and saw a man in a luxurious suit walking towards him. He was the boss.

"Are you thirsty?"

the boss asked him.

He nodded vaguely.

“It’s so sunny here.”

The boss sighed with emotion and opened a bag of popsicles. After breaking it open, he put the side with the mouth into his mouth. He took a comfortable suck and his furrowed brows widened, as if he was in the supreme state at this moment.

enjoyment.

Then the boss reached out and handed the remaining half of the popsicle to him, "The blueberry flavor is very good. It's great to have one on a hot day. Try it."

Perhaps because he was curious about this food he had never tried before, or because of his instinctive desire to survive, he took the half of the popsicle. The coolness of the popsicle spread through his hands and spread to his whole body. Although he had not eaten it yet,

But he seemed to feel that the heat was not so unbearable.

With trembling hands, he put the popsicle into his mouth. At first, he bit and sucked it carefully and feebly. When the coolness entered his mouth and penetrated into his body along his esophagus, he felt a little awake, and all the cells in his body were numb.

He seemed to be cheering for joy.

It was cheering for the resurgence of life, and cheering for the delicious food he had never tasted. He had fought day after day, and only had marching rations and boiled water to accompany him.

The desire to survive and the deliciousness of the popsicles made him suck crazily. Until finally, there was still a little bit left in the plastic soft shell. He didn't want to let go of this rare deliciousness. He raised his head and sucked up the last drop of juice, feeling that his whole body was full of juice.

Come to life.

Looking back now, what he said to Alice seems to have gone astray. At first, he wanted to suck the popsicle clean just because he thought it was delicious.

After sucking the popsicle, he felt that he had regained some strength. The boss reached out to him and said, "Is it delicious? In fact, there are many delicious and delicious foods in this world. These are not available on the battlefield. Instead of lying down,

Waiting to die here, why not come with me to see this wonderful world?"

By some strange coincidence, he grabbed the other person's hand and got on the plane with his boss.

After that, he successfully evolved and became what his boss called a hybrid monarch. Over the years, he ate, drank, enjoyed himself, and occasionally went out on missions, and he was quite happy.

The boss fulfilled his promise, took himself out of his comfort zone, and allowed himself to see a broader world.

But... only now did he realize that some of the words were true. Childhood has a great impact on a person. It turned out that what he missed the most was the time when he was fighting on the battlefield, facing the hail of bullets and walking through the cracks of death.

, let him feel that he is actually alive.

After a long absence, he found that feeling again, the feeling of being alive.

Besides... a man must keep his word. Before we left, I said I would bring Lu Chen's blood to you.

You have fulfilled your promise, and I don’t want to fall behind...

Alice looked at Hughes in surprise, because the effect of the underworld spirit on him was lifted, and he stood upright opposite Lu Chen!

The sea breeze blew over Hughes' draped face, and blew up the broken hair on the young man's forehead. The invisible energy in the scene rose and fell, and finally returned to calm.

Lu Chen looked at Hughes who had removed the invisibility effect of the word spirit and grinned: "This is like a man."

After that, he held the sword slightly sideways in front of him and stepped forward with his left foot. The steel plate covered with sand and gravel under his feet sank slightly. The snowy blade shone coldly under the sunlight, "Attack with all your strength...

"

After the words fell, Hughes's dragon wings flapped, and the strong wind instantly changed the direction of the sea breeze. The trees behind him deflected, the ground beneath his feet collapsed, and the harsh sound detonated the entire audience. Two small swords rushed forward at extremely high speeds.

The phantom sword light turned into a cross.

Alice, who was at a loss not far away, could not see Hughes's figure clearly at all, but just slowed down for a moment. Almost at the same time, the young man's figure also disappeared from the place, and the rising smoke formed a ring due to the strong wind.

Filter backwards, this is the peak showdown of the speedsters!

In a world that only both parties could see clearly, Lu Chen's chest was raised high due to the large amount of oxygen he inhaled, and the muscles in his abdomen were tense, reminiscent of granite. The power of his legs was transmitted upwards when running, and the muscles in his arms were taut.

It swelled even more, and the pressure was so great that the boy's bones screamed.

Double bloodline violent blood, fifth level Vajra.

320% strength increase!

The handle of Piaoxue also made a squeaking sound. Although this was almost the best alchemy tool in the ice cellar except Hei Xuan, the power poured into it at this moment exceeded a hundred tons!

The ice blue blade draws a beautiful arc in the air. The alchemy field should have brought up the extremely cold snow, but there is no such elegant phenomenon around. The ice blue blade brings up white water vapor, which

It is the collision between the laws of physics and the field of alchemy. The extreme cold caused by the falling snow in the field of alchemy condenses water vapor. The rapid friction between the blade and the air brings up the high temperature. When the ice and the heat meet, they turn into mist.

This horizontal cut combines strength, speed, and skill. It seems to be able to cut through all obstacles in front of it, even mountains!

Battlefield knife skills. Gonggong!

Lu Chen studied and adapted the sword technique from the Divine Weapon Record of the Thousand-year-old Sect. According to the old leader, this sword technique was taken from the myth and legend Gong Gong. The intention is powerful and powerful, indestructible, and the sword moves forward indomitably!

Even if there is Buzhou Mountain in front of you, you must cut it down with the momentum to cut it off!

bite--

Dazzling sparks lit up and then extinguished in an instant. The two small swords passed by the falling snow and were separated by absolute violence.

In the last look at each other, Hughes's eyes were filled with a hint of madness. It was obvious that he had begun to be seriously corroded by the dragon's blood. In this state, even if he did not have a firm goal, the bellicosity brought by the dragon gene would not allow him to do so.

Back down when faced with an enemy.

Lu Chen and Xiu Si passed each other. The high heat generated by the friction between the falling snow and the cut caused the blood to rise like mist. As the speed gradually decreased, the ice field once again took the advantage, and the blood mist condensed into bright red ice flowers, falling.

On the boy's shoulders.

Lu Chen swung his sword and his blood vibrated, but a head covered with a dragon bone mask was still in the air, "...and then die without any regrets."

After that, he no longer looked at the fallen Hughes behind him, and looked at Alice standing on the tree in the distance with a pair of red-gold eyes.

Alice, who was being stared at, felt at this moment as if she had returned to her childhood before she had awakened her bloodline. She encountered a stray male lion while sightseeing on the grassland. Her hands and feet felt so cold that she couldn't even jump down and escape.

, she froze.

The young man did not advance suddenly, but walked towards her step by step on the dirt among the ruins, but she could not move.

She was suppressed by the god-of-war majesty that filled the world. Those red-gold eyes held a boring murderous intent, as if the visitor was just dealing with a trivial matter and preparing to crush an insect.

Alice laughed crazily for a moment, "This is President Lionheart, I'm fake... I'm fake..."

Lu Chen looked at Alice coldly, "Ged Valencia, both legs were amputated, and Welf Sheehan was paralyzed."

Alice looked down at the boy who walked under the tree, "What are you talking about?"

The young man jumped up and landed lightly behind the tree. Bloody ice flowers were lifted up in the air, and Alice's figure fell from the tree to the ground, making a dull sound.

"The names of the two commissioners you attacked."
To be continued...