Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 179 [Baqi] 6.3k
The mighty sea breeze and the dark sea.

The black waves beat against the white boat, as if it could overturn the boat at any time. There was great uneasiness in the sea tonight, and restless dragons on the bottom of the sea were about to rush out.

The ethereal and ethereal song spreads to the extreme depths with the help of air and sea water, just like the Odyssey story in Homer's epic. In order to get to the three siren sisters and listen to this moving melody, even if you have to die in the sea for it.

Word Spirit Sequence 60 - [Song of the Siren].

The user is attracted by singing, and the range can cover several kilometers around. Depending on the melody, it is attractive to hybrids, deadpools, and even pure-blooded dragons.

Like nectar to bees, blood to sharks...

Hearing the light and distant singing, Akira Sakurai stood silently on the bow of the boat, only to feel that the sky and the sea are so vast, and the wind on the sea gave him an atmosphere of his hometown, and he didn't know where his hometown was...

He repeatedly cut his wrists, allowing the blood to flow into the sea, and the recovery of the dragon blood's high strength became an obstacle at this time.

The speech spirit of these people is very ordinary.

Mako’s [Song of the Siren], Ryoma’s [Mei Zhao], Kenjiro’s [Onikatsu], Shingo’s [Extreme Cold] and Tian Take’s [Vacuum Snake].

And finally, his [Deep Blood], the 47th word in the order of spirit.

There are no high-risk word spirits. In terms of their ghost bloodlines, these word spirits are ordinary like their lives.

But as long as the adults stand behind them, they who were once ordinary and unable to resist their fate can also transform into warriors who reverse their fate.

Akira Sakurai cut his wrist again, and blood flowed into the sea.

His speech spirit is [Deep Blood], the effect of this speech spirit is to make his blood highly poisonous, as if implying his poisonous life, hurting himself and everyone he meets.

But tonight, he was very happy that such a terrible speech spirit could help everyone.

"Here we come." Tian Wu opened his eyes, and the snakes sneaking in all directions told him clearly that the danger had come to this sea area.

"The nearest ones are the corpse guards from Xumizuo! The number is about 2!" He quickly explained the current situation.

"Proceed as planned." Sakurai Akira said calmly, this time he didn't cut his wrist again, but held the two knives.

Two small swords were given by the boss. It is said that the raw materials for making the blades are extremely common. They are just ordinary iron stones, but they were cast by a master craftsman and engraved with the alchemy circuit. For iron and people, it seems to be a kind of waste.

But Akira Sakurai didn't think so.

"Ming Jun, don't you inject serum?" Ryoma said suddenly.

"It's not the time yet, and the protagonist tonight hasn't arrived yet." Akira Sakurai looked at the junction of the sky and the sea in the distance, and said softly, "I will go to the sea first, please follow me."

Mako sat on the bow, staring at the back of Akira Sakurai beside him. His back was as firm as a mountain standing in the distance, and he had the courage to suppress this boat on the undulating sea!

It's really unimaginable that half a year ago he was still that timid kid.

Mako was in a trance, and she was extremely tired from maintaining the spirit domain with high intensity.

What she attracted was not only the group of corpse guards raging on the Sumeru Seat in the distance, but also the big guys under the deep sea!

Amidst the melodious and melodious singing beside him, Akira Sakurai jumped into the sea.

Long Ma jumped forward eagerly and asked, "Shall we go down too?"

Kenjiro grabbed his shoulders and said with a smile: "You will die if you go into the sea now, either by the hands of the corpse guard, or by Ming Jun's blood poison."

Long Mayi frowned and said, "Is his blood really useful?"

Kenjiro and Tian Wu looked at each other, and the latter nodded and said: "Big... The boss said that Mingjun's speech ability has been strengthened, and his [deep blood] contains neurotoxins, do you know poison dart frogs? Poison dart frogs contain deadly toxins, and a dose of just 0.1 milligrams is enough to kill an adult. The blood released by Mingjun just now has exceeded the total blood volume of an adult, at least 5000 milliliters."

"Tonight, the direction of the wind and the direction of the sea are just right, and the sea will bring the blood of Ming Jun to meet the corpse guards coming from the upstream."

"The so-called corpse guards are monsters concocted by alchemy. Their brains are dead, but their nervous system, heart and muscles are still intact. They only need to destroy the nervous system, and they will lose the power to move, just like cutting off the power supply. machine."

Long Ma stared forward and said, "Five thousand milliliters of blood was injected? Why isn't this guy dead yet?"

"It's 【Baqi】, this verbal spirit provides him with a super self-recovery ability, including hematopoiesis. In a short period of time, his hematopoietic speed is faster than the speed of bloodletting just now." Kenjiro continued, " You haven't witnessed Ming Jun's bloody battle behind the Demon Execution Gate, have you?"

"Blood battle?" Long Ma was stunned.

"Yeah, a bloody battle." Kenjiro said softly, "Because of [Baqi], this guy doesn't need to defend, he just needs to keep attacking and exchange blood for blood. And in order to improve his martial arts, as far as I know, this guy has fought eight times Bloody battles are fought until the last drop of blood is shed every time, until even [Baqi] can no longer continue."

Ryoma suddenly shivered, "Even if you don't die in your dream, the pain is real!"

The boat was silent for a while.

Only Mako's ethereal singing sounded far and wide.

"My [Ghost Victory] allows me to ignore the pain, break through the limit of the human body, and can exert up to eight times the strength." Kenjiro whispered, "And Ming-kun...he is used to it, he is used to the pain. He firmly He firmly remembered the moment when the enemy's blades and sharp claws tore his body apart. His martial arts may not be perfect, but his blade will never hesitate."

"It seems that today will be the ninth bloody battle." Tian Wu said suddenly.

The snake lurking under the sea sent the bloody and brutal scene under the sea to Tian Wu's mind.

……

……

blood.

Dark red, black...

Akira Sakurai's blood and the blood of the corpse guards were mixed in everything, like a thick and colorful stroke in the painting.

Numerous corpses stretched like dragons and snakes in the seawater frantically round up the prey in the middle. The smell of blood floating in the seawater is more alluring to them than the singing in their ears.

"Thirsty..."

"Fresh meat...fresh...meat..."

"I'm so thirsty... I'm going to... burn..."

"Thirsty...for too long!"

The whispers that ordinary people can't hear pierced Akira Sakurai's eardrums, like ghosts whispering in a dark palace.

This is the whisper of the dragon zombies who are higher than these corpse guards hidden in the corpse guard group.

They grind their teeth and suck blood, longing for fresh flesh to satisfy their thirst.

Their desire for life has long been distorted.

Akira Sakurai chopped off the spinal nerve center of the corpse guard with a backhand,

Just like what the boss said, these inanimate things hate all living things, and their desire to destroy living things far outweighs their expectations of gaining something.

In a sense, these monsters were once considered the ancestors of the Japanese mixed race.

It is pathetic and detestable.

A corpse guard seized the gap between Akira Sakurai's loss of consciousness, and rushed up from the blind angle of view. It bit the prey's shoulder, but the imaginable smell of flesh and blood did not appear, but a mouthful of crystal-like sharp teeth. It was crushed by the white dragon scales under the clothes.

Even the incomplete version of Yamata gave Akira Sakurai a physical strength between the second-generation species and the third-generation species.

Akira Sakurai looked back, his eyes seemed to be asking if you want to drink my blood?

In his strange eyes, he took the initiative to release Baqi, and the right shoulder that was originally covered with dragon scales was instantly bitten by the corpse guard, and the blood scattered in the sea like mist.

The strong smell of blood further irritated the surrounding corpse guards.

They scrambled to come up in a swarm, and surrounded Akira Sakurai in all directions.

From a distance, it looks like hundreds of boa constrictors coiled into balls.

This scene is horrifying and scalp-numbing.

Then, the tightly wound ball of snakes suddenly collapsed!
As if falling apart, starting from the outer layer, the monsters entangled outside and eager to carve up blood and food were powerless and fell into the deep sea, followed by the inner layer... Corpse guards fell stiffly into the endless deep sea!

Where did they come from, and where do they return at this time.

Like ashes to ashes, ashes to ashes.

When the snake ball completely disintegrated, floating in the middle of the sea was Akira Sakurai who was covered in bruises.

The clothes on his body had long been tattered into strips of cloth, and every part of his body was covered in blood, dripping with blood, broken like a tattered rag doll.

The dark red blood spread to all directions.

This kind of wound is enough to make people pass out from pain, but the wound is immersed in sea water, and the unspeakable pain crazily stimulates Akira Sakurai's nerves, keeping him awake.

Akira Sakurai breathed in the water, and the opening of [Baqi] allowed his body to evolve and extend organs that did not belong to humans.

then.

His muscles recovered at an astonishing speed, the tendons and bones made a slight sound, stopped bleeding and healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

That could hardly be called "healing," it should be called "stitching."

His heart was beating at an astonishing speed, bursting out dragon's blood to fill the void in the blood vessels in his body.

With him as the center, a cloud of blood mist filled the sea area.

There seems to be a clear line not far away.

Outside the boundary are slender figures wandering around, swinging their long tails, they hesitate to move forward.

They have lost their sanity, but retain a beast-like intuition.

Intuition tells them that there is great danger ahead.

In a normal state, this group of beasts at the top of the food chain would never move forward.

But tonight's singing and the breath of Akira Sakurai's blood completely swallowed their sanity.

This group of snake-tailed corpse guards were Japanese mixed-race ancestors who inherited the blood of the White King, and they also became the funeral objects of the White King after death.

To them, Akira Sakurai with the refined bloodline of Yaqi is like a miniature version of God, his flesh and blood contains a fatal attraction.

That's the essence of Deadpool.

I have been longing to become a member of the Dragon Clan all my life, but limited by the blood genes, it is impossible to take the last step. They follow in the footsteps of the Dragon Clan, but covet the flesh and blood of the Dragon Clan all the time.

Maybe drinking its blood and eating its flesh can take the last step?
So even though they knew that the sea ahead was dangerous, these monsters still couldn't bear the bloodthirsty desire and restlessness in their genes.

After a brief hesitation, they rushed forward restlessly!

The body of the boa constrictor shot out like a sharp arrow, piercing through the water, and crazily rushed towards the blurred figure in the center of the blood mist.

Sakurai Akira let out a breath slowly, looking tired.

Baqi can indeed improve his recovery ability in all aspects, but there is a limit to hematopoiesis.

He is not a pure-blooded dragon, the power of speech and spirit has its limit, and Baqi is not perfect.

Fortunately... enough blood has been shed tonight.

Akira Sakurai stood in the blood mist, silently watching countless corpse guards rushing into the realm of death.

Holding the two knives, he struck back one by one the corpse guards coming from all directions in the sea water. His strength and speed were stronger than these monsters, and pure strength was enough to repel them!

He didn't need to chop off their spines, he just needed to wait until the toxins contained in the sea water infected their nervous systems, and finally fell silently into the depths of the sea like fallen leaves.

Their deaths are as silent as autumn leaves.

Akira Sakurai thought that such a death might be the last kindness to these monsters who were once human.

More than [-] monsters rushed from Xumizuo, and as many as hundreds died under the first wave of poison, but it was still not enough.

The killing has only just begun.

Suddenly there was the sound of diving from above.

Four heavily armed figures jumped into the water.

Through the mask, Akira Sakurai saw their blazing golden pupils far surpassing before, and knew that everyone had been injected with serum.

Also at this time.

The singing voice rippling in the sea suddenly changed!

If it was ethereal and ethereal before, then it is sharp and deep now, like a devil's singing, awakening the bloodthirsty and madness in the deepest part of the monster's body!
Akira Sakurai suddenly covered his heart.

His heart stopped violently when he was caught off guard, and the momentary silence made him seem to have experienced a long winter in the moment just now.

He couldn't help but smile.

Mako has also been injected with serum. If I guess correctly, her speech skills should be advanced.

Indiscriminate scope speaks...

It's really scary.

Amidst this singing, the surrounding corpse guards completely rioted!

They look around frantically, their long tails stir the sea water, and everything around them is full of unspeakable temptations for them!
Not only Sakurai Akira's blood, but also the blood of his companions!

The bloodthirsty in the deepest part of their genes was ignited, their madness was fully displayed, their strength and speed were improved, but at the cost of losing the last beast intuition!
Countless corpses rushed into a group, they were fighting each other, thirsting for all flesh and blood, even their companions would not let go.

Looking at the hell-like scene in front of them, the five people who went into the sea were a little stunned.

The new type of speech spirit obtained by Mako after injecting serum, in this situation, it is a bit beyond the specification...

The five of them looked at each other speechlessly, and joined the battlefield with their knives in hand.

Akira Sakurai's [Deep Blood] may not be as poisonous as the poison dart frog, but just a little bit of it is enough to damage the nervous system of the corpse guards and slow down their movements, just like a debuff.

Coupled with the "instigation" of Mako on board, this battlefield has become a complete massacre.

As for the few people injected with serum, whether it is bloodline advantage or speech spirit, they are enough to crush the corpse guard group in all aspects!

"coming!"

Tian Wu, who has been maintaining the domain of [Snake], suddenly issued a warning to everyone.

This means that the corpse guard king from the bottom of the sea is about to arrive on the battlefield!
And at this moment, Kenjiro suddenly made a upward gesture to Akira Sakurai.

Akira Sakurai hesitated for a moment, and chose to trust his teammates. He cut off the head of a crazy corpse guard with a horizontal knife, kicked its wreck into the deep sea, and floated away with his strength.

He broke through the sea and swam to the side of the white boat.

The girl in the white skirt was still sitting on the bow of the boat, dangling in the air with her bare feet, her skirt fluttering in the strong wind tonight.

Looking at the sky and sea in the distance, she sang softly.

In her hand, there is a mobile phone.

Akira Sakurai jumped onto the boat, came to Mako's side, and picked up the phone.

The call has been made.

"Is it Ming Jun?"

He put it next to his ear, and the familiar voice came into his ear with a smile.

At this moment, Sakurai Akira's cold blood boiled again!

"My... my lord!" he growled hoarsely.

"Ignore Saxi! By the way, Mako-chan's singing voice is really nice. I really want to give Mako an opening concert at the Tokyo Dome Stadium. What do you think?"

Akira Sakurai replied seriously: "Mako will be very happy."

"Then Mingjun is ready to be Makoto's manager?" The other end of the phone asked with a smile.

"A... agent?" Sakurai Akira was stunned for a moment, his thoughts a little confused.

A second ago, he was still immersed in the endless bloody killings, but now he suddenly received a call from an adult who asked him if he would like to be Makoto's manager.

It's like jumping from a war movie to a youth romance anime all of a sudden, the span is really cross-dimensional.

"Yeah, the entertainment industry is very messy. If the agent is unreliable, what if our lovely Mako-chan gets bullied? Don't you have the heart to watch Mako-chan get scammed into hundreds of millions of debts and finally have to debut in the AV world?" ?"

If the current situation is not considered, Sakurai also admitted that this is indeed a problem that cannot be ignored.

"Are you alright, my lord?" Akira Sakurai asked in a low voice.

"Me? I'm great! Can you hear the sound of wind and rain? I'm riding a heavy motorcycle through Tokyo, experiencing the life of a bosozoku! How is Ming-kun, can you handle it?"

"Please rest assured, my lord, I will never let any corpse guard into Tokyo." Akira Sakurai paused.

Every word of his is like a bullet fired from the muzzle of a gun, which never returns.

"Very good!" There was a voice of praise from the other end of the phone, "By the way, did Mingjun receive my gift?"

"……Gift?"

"Yeah, didn't they give you that serum?"

Akira Sakurai instantly recalled the boss's question to him not long ago.

"Enjoy this gift, Mingjun, this serum is hard-won, enjoy the feast tonight. I wish you good luck!"

With the last trace of chuckle.

The phone was hung up.

Akira Sakurai stood there blankly, holding the serum syringe in his hand at some point.

He stared down at the syringe in his hand, and in a trance, memory and reality overlapped.

The serum syringe in his hand turned into the last Molotov cocktail on the train, and his whole body was glowing with deep purple, purple enough to drag people into the abyss...

He suddenly laughed, a low hoarse laughter came from his throat, that laughter was so contemptuous, scorning the unreasonable fate that was born.

Crushing the sealed bottle neck, high-pressure air pushed the pressure syringe, and the serum entered Akira Sakurai's blood vessels.

He closed his eyes, raised his head and took a deep breath, as if he wanted to inhale the sky and the earth into his body, carefully feeling the moment of transformation in his body.

Like an unbraided dragon crashing into his veins, incredible chemical reactions and biological evolution took place in Akira Sakurai's body, hotness rushed to the top of his skull and the ends of his limbs, and he heard the bones of his whole body slowly regenerating Grow, the bottom of the pupil reflects the golden blazing fire.

The skin on his back split open, the slender bones spread out, and the bloody wings stretched out for the first time.

The sharp bones protrude from the surface of the body, like curved blades, the steel-like muscles undulate slowly under the scales, and the bones of the whole body make a slight explosion!
The heart was beating violently, as if it was resonating with the heaven and the earth, just the heartbeat destroyed Mako's speech and spirit domain.

At this moment, he transformed into a beautiful and ferocious creature. Those gnarled muscles and protruding tendons all told people how powerful this incredible body was!

When he opened his eyes again.

His eyes were filled with gorgeous golden color, just like countless gold coins being thrown into a river under the setting sun, this beautiful golden color suddenly converged and turned into extremely sharp thorns.

As if to pierce fate.

There was no smile or sadness on that face surrounded by the exoskeleton, only indifference, the indifference with the power to kill and kill!

At this moment, he seemed to be invincible in the world!
【Baqi】!
This is the full version of 【Baqi】!
With the blessing of serum, he completed the final transformation!

This is the most powerful and violent word spirit among the blood descendants of the White King. So far, it has not been clearly recorded in the word spirit sequence table, but now it descends on Sakurai Akira in the form of a blood mark!

This is a gift from God!

If you want to insert it into the list of words and spirits, its rank is comparable to that of judgment, or even higher!

In the history recorded by the Snake Eight Schools, this is the most terrifying word spirit, even the trial is not as cruel as it, it represents the life of Susano, and is known as the greatest and most brutal of the blood of the White King Ling Ling!
It has only one effect, and that is to transform into a dragon.

This is the word spirit that manipulates the bloodline. By forcibly improving the bloodline, the word spirit can obtain a perfect body no less than the dragon king.

The almost immortal body and inexhaustible regenerative ability are just like the generation of Susanoo who once fell into the deep sea with Takamahara and became Yamata no Orochi.

The majesty that belongs to him has descended, centered on this place, and radiated to the seas in all directions.

The group of corpse guards immersed in the chaotic song of the siren suddenly froze. They trembled in place, feeling the supreme, near-god breath!

Akira Sakurai stood upright on the bow, and the boat under his feet stood almost still on the undulating sea. He really suppressed the ups and downs of the boat with majesty and courage!
He raised his head slowly. Tonight, dark clouds were pressing down on the city, and the strong wind stirred up the dark clouds in the sky. Under such night clouds, Akira Sakurai cut open his palm with his sharp claws, and dripped the oozing blood into the two small swords.

The sound of the knife is clear and clear!
A clear alchemical circuit like blood veins emerged on the blade, extending like melting, from the original half a meter long to nearly three or four meters long, and the surface was shrouded in a scorching light.

He awakened the two alchemy tools with blood.

Even though it is just an ordinary material, it bears the life-long craftsmanship of a master craftsman, and it bursts out with incomparable brilliance at this moment.

Akira Sakurai held both swords and jumped into the sea.

Behind him came the singing voice of a girl as clear as the blue sky.

"Therefore, I would like to give everything that made my life..."

"It's all dedicated to you..."

"It's none other than you..."

"Now I have a precious thing that should be protected..."

"But when you have nothing to do and stand still..."

"When the possibility is lost..."

"When you are about to be overwhelmed by despair..."

"I would like to be your light to illuminate the road ahead!"

"Not even the king of the world can extinguish it!"

　I've been really busy recently... mainly in the middle of the month, and then I have to go back to school for the graduation ceremony in a few days.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)