Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 306 The Last Generation of Bloodthirsty Dragons

Beowulf fell silent.

Angers' last words struck a chord in him.

Inside the Secret Party, they belong to the old-fashioned faction. They look down on the emerging faction headed by the Gattuso family. In their eyes, this group of "businessmen" who only know how to enjoy themselves and blatantly regard dragon slaying as a business, and plan a good share before slaying the dragon are Disgrace to the Secret Party.

And this kind of thinking gradually extends to the rejection of all new things.

They are still living in that tragic and glorious old age. The secret party members all wore black robes that reached their feet, held candlesticks, and met in the fortified bunker. There were blood-stained dragon remains hidden deep in the bunker...

Even in these years, the Beowulf family is still adhering to the ancient family motto, and every time a boy is born, he is fed a drop of dragon's blood crystal, which is a highly poisonous substance.

The family believes that only after passing that kind of poisonous test can the baby be qualified to be recognized by the family.

They are as cruel to their descendants as they are to the dragons, thinking that only through this kind of test can they select dragon slayers with steely spirit and flesh.

But in fact...

In recent years, with the development of science and technology, human cognition has ushered in successive breakthroughs. Different voices have emerged within the family, thinking that this is a bad habit. The so-called test is just to screen for compatibility with dragon blood. , It is impossible to screen out the so-called steel-like spiritual seeds, what potential can a newborn baby see?Is the spirit tempered the day after tomorrow, or is it considered inferior if it does not have the characteristics of blending with dragon blood?

This bad habit has caused the family to suffer from being sparsely populated for many years.

Not long ago, when news of Herzog reached the secret party, his grandson came to him and begged him to come forward and ask the academy for this technology.

If it continues, the Beowulf family will eventually go on the road of genocide.

At that time, their allies would raise their glasses to the grave of the Beowulf family, shed false tears after mourning, and then divide the inheritance left by the Beowulf family in front of the grave.

"What are you thinking?" Angers soon realized that this old friend was distracted.

"Ange, what exactly do you want?" The old man sitting deep in the castle asked suddenly.

His age was not younger than Angers, and they were true peers within the Secret Party, and they had served together in the Secret Party Action Team for a while.

At that time, Beowulf was not the captain, and Ange was not the leader of the secret party.On the way to chase the dragons, they will sit around the campfire, and Beowulf will teach Angers how to play the harmonica.

But then they gradually parted ways, Angers called him a stubborn and pedantic conservative, and he accused Angers of betraying the principles of the secret party.

"What's wrong with you?" Anger turned around slowly, and his eyes fell on this old friend and comrade-in-arms. "Is it my illusion? I just felt the twilight in you."

"Ange, I'm over 130 years old. How many old guys of our age can move normally?" Beowulf said lightly, "I'm old, and it's normal to be old. Of course, I can only Show fatigue in front of you, because I don't need to worry about you stabbing me in the back, right?"

"I'm not Henkel, and I don't have the habit of shooting cold shots behind my back." Angers said briskly, "Besides, although you are over 130 years old, you are not one of those old immortals who sit on a hospital bed and hang themselves by instruments."

"Yes, I haven't reached the point where I need to hang myself with an instrument." Beowulf smiled sarcastically. He stood up slowly, and an invisible but terrifying aura emanated from him like a frenzy.

The invisible realm encompassed this room, and Ange knew that the other party was not trying to be his enemy, but he was still vigilant under this force.

Long time no see, Beowulf is stronger than ever!
Generally speaking, the strength of mixed races will decline with aging, but the old guy in front of him seems to be an exception. The dragon's blood he has taken over the years has pushed his bloodline to an incredible peak.

He is not the blood of the emperor, but he broke through the critical blood limit!
"I heard that there is a super hybrid named 'Emperor' among Japanese hybrids. Do you think I can fight against him?"

Beowulf's muscles swelled, his bones exploded, and his already strong figure became bigger and bigger, and his shirt would burst at any time.

He hasn't turned on the spirit of speech yet. This is the effect of taking dragon blood serum all year round. After breaking through the critical blood limit, he has obtained this supernormal power. It is not bursting blood, but it is somewhat similar to the "" Keel” status.

Anger stared at him, and slowly said: "Now you, after opening the [Bronze Throne], do you have the confidence to defeat the next-generation species back then?"

Back then when they were performing missions in the action team, they encountered a subspecies. All members of the team died in battle, and only the two of them persisted until the support of the large army.

"The [Bronze Throne]'s upper limit depends on the user. If I go back to the past, I alone would be enough to stop him in that war until the support arrives."

"That's a pity." Anger said lightly, "If it's the old guy Uesugi Koshi, he doesn't need to wait for support, and with his strength, he has a great probability of killing the next generation."

Beowulf frowned and said, "Is the royal blood touching the realm of the throne?"

"No." Anger shook his head, "He is still far from the normal four monarchs, but the [Black Sun], which is close to the taboo spirit, can make him explode with power far beyond imagination."

"[Black Sun]?" Beowulf was silent for a while, and sighed, "The advantage of the word spirit is really desperate."

"Don't mention this, in fact, I wanted to ask you a long time ago." Anger narrowed his eyes and said, "You have broken through the critical blood limit, right?"

Beowulf's bulging muscles began to recover, and his body recovered. He walked slowly to Angers, stood side by side with him by the window, and watched the stormy sky.

"Correct."

"How did you do it?" Anger couldn't help asking.

The critical blood limit has always been a taboo door, but Beowulf stepped through this door quietly.

"Do you know about natural selection?"

"...Are you talking about biology to me?" Anger asked in amazement.

Beowulf ignored him, and said to himself: "This is what my grandson told me. Darwin's natural selection is another word for the survival of the fittest. The Beowulf family has been advocating these four words for many years. Bloodline inheritance, you know what I'm talking about."

Angers took a deep breath and said: "You mean, you can break through the critical blood limit because the Beowulf family has been carrying out artificial 'natural selection' for many years, leaving behind dragon blood adaptability through dragon blood trials. Strong blood?"

"It can be understood in this way." Beowulf said, "In my generation, we have evolved to the point where we have obvious physical characteristics, but there is no sign of degeneration."

"Damn it, are you going to become the second Sheqi Bajia?" Anger said in shock.

This generation of Beowulf is indeed still inferior to the emperor's blood. Even if the critical blood limit is broken, it can be from 50.00% to nearly [-]%, which is still an extremely wide gap.

But the future is always full of infinite possibilities.

"The second Snake Hachika?" Beowulf bowed his head.

He stared at his old hands, the surface of the skin was actually covered with fine white dragon scales.

He has been staying in this ancient castle all these years, rarely going out, the most fundamental reason is this scene in front of him.

"No, the Beowulf family will never become the second Saki Hachi family! It will not betray humans and become a new dragon family!"

Beowulf's voice is low and cold, but full of unspeakable determination.

"Ange, answer me, what exactly do you want?" He looked sideways, his dim yellow pupils lit up with scorching gold, and he stared intently at Ange's eyes.

Under the close gaze, Angers didn't back down at all, he said calmly, "What I want has never changed."

"Decades of peace haven't dampened your initial persistence?" Beowulf said softly.

"I don't have so many dragon blood serums to take. It is this fire of vengeance that has supported me to be active." Anger also said softly.

"Very good, so I can rest assured." Beowulf slowly raised his head, and the dark clouds surging in the distance were overwhelming, as if they were about to collapse the entire sky.

"What do you worry about?" Angers asked, "You seem a little strange today."

"Ange, I'm old. Dragon's blood gave me a strong body, but it didn't give me an immortal heart. If I could, I would have really retired many years ago, but no, the Beowulf family can't just Falling down like this, I haven't found a suitable successor yet. But where is my successor? Angers, do you know how many generations I have lived under the same roof?"

"I remember... your great-great-grandson seems to have given birth to a baby boy some time ago?"

"It happened a year ago, and he was one year old, but I haven't been able to see him until now." Beowulf said softly, "My people are avoiding me. The grandson of the fifth generation feeds dragon blood crystals... Anger, the Beowulf family will not become the second Snake Eight Family, let alone betray humans and become a new dragon family."

He repeated the statement again, and this time Angers really understood.

No wonder Beowulf is reconfirming whether what he longs for is the world without dragons.

"Ange, what is the law of survival of the Dragon Clan?" Beowulf asked suddenly.

"The strong survive, the weak are slaves."

"It's the survival of the fittest, I can understand it that way, Angers."

"...I suddenly don't want you to understand that way."

"Hehe, are you pitying me? Put away your sympathy. Compared with me, you don't even have a bloodline left behind." Beowulf said slowly, "My grandson told me that the fittest Survival can be the law of nature, it can be the law of nature followed by wild animals, and it can even be a family motto that supports the prosperity of the family, but it must not be a reason for a family to eliminate family members."

"I didn't leave any blood, but I have many lovely students." Angers smiled, "Old man, it seems that these years of living alone have given you a lot of new insights."

Beowulf smiled lightly, and the weather-beaten wrinkles on that old face were stretched out at this moment.

"Ange, I know what you mean by coming here today, and I can give you a clear answer."

"I will support you. You are the one who is destined to end the history of the Dragon Clan. I have no reason not to support you, not only because of the tradition of the Beowulf family, but also for the future of the Beowulf family."

"The Beowulf family's mission of slaying dragons for thousands of years will end in my generation. I don't want my descendants to be different from ordinary people because of their dragon-like appearance and be regarded as aliens. A new dragon race. To achieve all this, you must embrace a future that does not require dragon slaying."

"The future we are looking forward to, coincides with each other."

Angers stared at the old man beside him. The captain of the action team who had been fierce and indifferent had changed. He had lived alone in this spacious and lonely castle for too long. He sat in this room facing the sea every day, and the wall Famous paintings worth tens of millions are hung, the value of the furniture in the house is immeasurable, and this castle is enough to buy several sets of the Seven Deadly Sins...

But no matter how expensive these cold things are, they can't fill the vacancies in some places.

It was only now that Angers remembered that the man who had not yet become the captain of the action team was actually very enthusiastic, with a sunny smile on his face. He would sit by the campfire and patiently teach everyone to play bright and lively tunes. It wasn't the sad and eerie requiem later...

How did he become an iron-blooded dragon slayer, seeing his teammates fall in a pool of blood one by one?Or did he witness the heroic sacrifice of his father and younger brother in order to save him?

And when did he quietly regain the softness he once had?

The deepest part of Ange's heart was suddenly touched.

What did he realize.

The man in front of him who has become cold-blooded and cruel because of losing his family and friends is trying to find his former self because of his new family.

A long time has always quietly changed many of their concepts.

"A question, did you find Chu Tianjiao and train him because the Beowulf family has no successors?"

Beowulf gazed into the distance calmly, and said calmly: "The future I want to create cannot be entirely entrusted to you. I am also trying my own path, and he is my choice."

"You have your students, and so do I." Beowulf turned his head and said seriously, "He is my best student, and I don't think anyone in your Kassel can compare to him. In the field, I will not lose to you."

Angers mouth twitched: "I didn't know you had such a strong desire to win and lose before."

"You have to find some fun in a boring life." Beowulf sighed, "I once thought that I would hand over Beowulf's foundation in the Secret Party to him, but I didn't expect you to come, let alone Thinking that he would actually die outside."

"It's hard to say if he's dead..."

Beowulf ignored him and continued: "I will be the last generation of 'Dragon Bloodthirsty' of the secret party. Even if there is a next generation, his surname will not be Beowulf."

"Surname Chu?" Angers asked.

"It's not impossible." Beowulf said calmly, "For this secret party meeting, let my godson attend on my behalf. I will support all his decisions, and the Beowulf family will stand unswervingly behind him. .”

"Ange, go and bring back the victory."

　From the chapter where Beowulf accepts Chu Zihang as godson, it is destined that Beowulf will be an important supporting role, so he has a lot of secondary characters.The original book didn't describe him too much, um... I mean, don't worry about the old guy in Dragon 5 who can only pat the table.

　　
　
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