C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

Chu Zihang closed the Pandora device, and the blood burst was opened from the second time. The blood of the dragon that should have been out of control flowed all over the body, lighting up the ever-burning golden pupils, and the fully wrapped black combat uniform covered the initial appearance of the dragon-like signs.

[——] He is very familiar with his character and knows that he will not give up the explosive ability provided by the blood burst, so the Pandora implanted in him can be temporarily closed.

Chu Zihang turned on the eternal flame, and his body shot out from the coast guard ship like a cannonball, landing precisely on the top of Samson's head. Carrying the 3,000-degree high temperature village rain hole through dragon scales, carbonized flesh and blood, and firmly fixed Chu Zihang on the majestic dragon body.

All the members of the combat team fell into a sluggishness, and they realized at this moment that Chu Zihang and them were not creatures of the same level at all. From a distance, the man standing on top of Samson's head was as small as an ant, but the might of man and dragon was worthy of confrontation.

Schneider's order for them was to attack from a distance, distract the target. Most people can't even look at each other in front of the next-generation Longwei, let alone release the spirit of words.

Samson spread his dragon wings, casting a shadow over the Dawn. In the furious dragon roar, he lifted up his metallic dragon wings and rushed towards the heavy dark clouds.

He is the most loyal dragon attendant under the monarch's throne. For many years, from the North Pole to the White Emperor City to Manhattan, he has witnessed the monarch sleeping and waking up again and again with his own eyes.

On the Dawn, the passengers were almost breathless in the close proximity of the dragon, and the captain and controllers lost their ability to think in front of the almost miraculous creatures.

Only Han Li stared at the majestic dragon shadow outside the porthole. For such a venerable and terrifying creature, he only had a strong sense of intimacy and joy in his heart. Just like a stranger who has been homeless for several years, when he returns home one day, he finds that the old pastoral dog is still waiting for him in front of the entrance.

"Is it you, have you been with me?"

Kristin took Han Li's hand and hid under an iron dining table. This idiot stood beside the glass window, didn't he realize the danger at all?

The girl shook off Han Li's hand. It was so hot, the boy beside him was like a miniature sun, the air seemed to twist, and the dining table was too heated to touch. There were golden ripples in the boy's black eyes that were somewhat hesitant and melancholy.

Golden pupils...eyes like dragons. Christine finally had some guesses about what the "Inhumans" actually existed.

The wind and rain were getting stronger, but the blue sky couldn't hide the dazzling light.

Chu Zihang released Jun Yan with all his strength in the form of a pillar of fire on Samson's neck. The giant dragon twisted its body in the pain caused by the high temperature, rushed into the sea water, and fluttered into the sky.

The heavy dragon body raised a wave several meters high in the sea, breaking through the sea to the sky, and then falling into the sea from the sky, seven times in a row. The dense bullets and artillery fire produced countless smoke on his dragon scales, and the tyrant was still clinging to Samson's dragon body, ready to release the second King Flame.

This high-level fire attribute word spirit, Samson himself has never mastered. The flame of the king, such a humble existence, how dare to contaminate the nobility of the throne!

The blade-shaped tail thorn several meters long broke through the sound barrier in an instant, streaked across a crescent-shaped trajectory, and attacked the bug on his neck. Chu Zihang, who had a blood burst for the second time, dodged a fatal attack, jumped to attack Samson's torso, and kicked Samson's spine with his right foot, carrying the extremely compressed fire.

He took a deep breath and grasped the spike in Samson's back. The painful dragon servant fell in midair and dived into the sea.

"Damn, did he want to kill that giant species alone?" Schneider didn't have time to think about what happened to his student's outrageous combat effectiveness, and the commander had to quickly adapt to the changes on the battlefield.

"The combat team, cover Chu Zihang. Focus on the head and tail of Long Shi, and drive him away from the Dawn!

The logistics group, rescue helicopter and rescue boat all hurry up. We're going to get the Dragon King out of the boat, he may be waking up! "

Lu Mingfei stood on the shaking deck, leaning on his body with a sniper rifle. The commissioners around him were yelling for him to stand by, but his brain was so confused that he could barely hear a sound.

"Han Li, is he really the Dragon King?"

"Noble first-born, Throne of Fire. His real name is Constantine."

Lu Mingze replied. He ran up and down the swaying deck with a waltz-like stride, smiling and smearing ketchup on Schneider's face.

Samson gradually moved away from the Dawn in the frenzied fight, and most of the combat team used various heavy weapons to drive the Dragon Servant away.

Several rescue ships arrived at the Dawn, but the helicopter was delayed due to the weather. The hull of the cruise ship was seriously deformed in the exchange of fire and collision just now, but fortunately there were no obvious casualties.

The passengers had no intention of taking pictures, they were scared by the dragon, their three views were broken, and they rushed to the rescue boat.

Fewer and fewer people were left in the cabin. Han Li was still squatting under the iron table in the corner, and Christine was standing in front of the table, covering up the vision that appeared on the boy.

"Han Li, can you control it? Let's get off the boat and leave here."

The boy stood up slowly and kept a distance of two meters from the girl. The powerful pressure behind her made her dare not look back at all, but Christine knew that behind her was an antique shop clerk she accidentally met. Only she knows, the future hero.

She could not see the boy's molten golden pupils, the floor under his feet that was melted by the heat.

Christine stepped up the gangway, a few meters away from the rescue boat. Suddenly, she noticed a few pairs of golden pupils.

Although they were trying their best to suppress, some people still exposed their golden pupils in Longwei. They are all "foreigners"...

Hell, she used to listen to my grandfather's stories about aliens, but she's been listening to those interesting superpowers. Where did the aliens come from and what is the relationship between them, Christine didn't know at all.

Han Li, who walked out of the cabin, was already exposed to the shooting range, and Lu Mingfei was urged to set up his sniper rifle.

In the rough seas, the decks of the two ships were shaking, nearly 300 meters apart. Han Li's forehead swayed up and down in the scope, but Lu Mingfei knew that he could hit him. Just like the principal said, he shot his head between the eyebrows.

Norma reminded that the body temperature of the suspected Dragon King-level target has risen to 800 degrees and continues to rise.

"Mingfei, don't hesitate. Believe in yourself, you are a born dragon slayer."

On the gangway, Christington stopped. She sensed the fear the crew was trying to hide, and they looked at her out of the corner of their eyes. No, it's behind you!

"Han Li, let's go back to the cabin."

She didn't dare to look back, she was afraid that if she glanced at Han Li, she would lose the ability to move in fear.

"Shoot! Shoot!"

Schneider roared in the wheelchair ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ This man who relies on iron lungs to survive with difficulty, his eyes and pupils released the rage like a dragon. The crew of the Lazarus knew that if a sniper rifle was passed into his hand, Schneider would fire without hesitation from his wheelchair.

Constantine, whose consciousness was chaotic, walked back to the cabin of the Dawn under the reminder of Christine, and the girl also stepped back and returned to the ship.

Lu Mingfei didn't fire the deadly bullet.

"Fuck you! Fuckyou! What are you doing!"

"I can't do it." Lu Mingfei dropped his sniper rifle and left the deck amid Schneider's scolding, swaying in the wind and rain.

There was a long sigh from Angers in the communication. The crew noticed the principal's extreme disappointment and doubts, and even some despair.

"Get out of the rescue boat.

Combat group, diving group, full firepower strikes the target. Loaded with storm torpedoes, ready to launch. "

Schneider recovered from his out-of-control emotions, and his voice became hoarse and cold.