C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

In less than ten seconds, the Dawn was destroyed by the saturated fire of tens of thousands of bullets. The entire cabin was torn to pieces by gunfire, and pieces of wood, glass, and iron were scattered in the thick smoke.

In the infrared detection, a scorching sun rose in the morning sun.

Countless bullets hovered two meters away from Han Li, or Constantine. The projectile that lost its kinetic energy fell to the ground like raindrops, making a crisp collision sound.

This is his "kingdom", in which he has absolute power over metal and fire.

The girl tied her long black hair and took a deep breath with her back to Han Li. The only creature in her realm to survive the saturated barrage. But even as Constantine struggled to control, Christine was on the verge of fainting in the heat.

"Change the magazine, use silver bullets."

The second round of shooting begins. Thousands of alchemy bullets also stalled outside the realm, but the turbulent flow of man-made elements tore through Constantine's realm, and occasionally bullets passed through the cracks, blasting cracks in the surface of his hardened skin.

The barrage composed of alchemical bullets burns a huge amount of money every second, but it is very effective. The pressure on the spherical kingdom became more and more enormous, and Constantine opened his jagged wings to forcibly support it.

"Kristen, I remember a lot, a lot of things." The boy's voice was as soft as ever.

The girl turned to look at him, the boy's dark black pupils reflected in the light blue pupils.

"Maybe life is really a movie, but for many, many years, I just quietly hid behind the scenes.

At least this time, I want to try the lead role.

Goodbye my friend. "

On the boy's pale face there were crack-like scars of crimson, shining with the color of magma. "Oh, borrow your mobile phone and use it as the previous repair fee."

Constantine turned around and walked out of the Dawn against the barrage. His back is full of scars, and the membrane wings are full of tiny holes.

He stepped on the sea lightly, the high temperature evaporated the sea water under his feet in an instant, and the violent updraft lifted Constantine to the sea surface.

While walking on the sea, he used the royal domain and extreme heat to resist all forms of attack, whether it was alchemy bullets, rubber bullets or other things.

He still has to make a phone call.

"Dad, I'm Han Li."

"Run, little bastard! Run! Someone is coming to kill you, and they lied to me to call you, but I..."

"You asked me to finish my sentence, the phone is about to melt.

In the future, without me, Dad, you have no more high-quality fakes, don't continue to talk nonsense with others. You have diabetes, don't always think about dessert..."

The call is over. I don't know if Boss Li was hung up, or the phone couldn't hold up in the heat.

The golden pupil ignited again. From this moment on, he is Constantine, King of Bronze and Fire, King of Dragons!

The thin figure was walking on the sea, and a brilliant stream of fire rose up in the sky, getting stronger and stronger, like a flag soaring to the sky.

Samson, the Dragon Servant, sensed Constantine's mighty power, and regardless of Chu Zihang, who was destroying his dragon wings, he accelerated to the extreme in the sea, toward the throne, to meet the monarch!

......

"Brother, why don't you eat me? If you eat me, brother can break through any kind of cage."

"You're good food, but that would be so lonely."

......

"Brother, brother..." Constantine murmured.

He remembered too much. Thousands of years of loneliness and protection were like black tides pouring into his heart.

Together with his brother, he smelted bronze in the snow-capped mountains and forged swords that could kill monarchs. Even in the face of a fateful war, the older brother was reluctant to devour him.

If the elder brother devoured him, they might not have been defeated or left home.

The fate of the so-called abandoned clan is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their hometown. For thousands of years, the man who raised the battle flag was always the elder brother standing in front of him.

At this moment, my brother doesn't know where he is. He is the only one who can raise the battle flag.

"Use the sage's stone bullet! Quick, the opponent has no dragon body!"

"Professor...the bullet was taken." The commissioner whispered back to Schneider's order.

Samson violently vibrated his wings and threw Chu Zihang off his body. The bronze pillar-like dragon body was coiled in a circle, guarding Constantine's side.

Chu Zihang was about to continue the attack, but received an order to temporarily retreat. Storm torpedoes are loaded and ready to launch.

In the warehouse of Lazarus, a motorboat rushed out of the hatch, crossed the deck and fell into the sea, galloping towards Constantine's direction. It was Lu Mingfei, he dropped the sniper rifle, took the Sage's Stone bullet, and drove the motorboat to the burning flag at sea.

Damn, is the S-class selected by the principal a ghost in the iron?

"Aim at the center of the fire stream and fire the storm torpedo!"

The torpedo, hailed as a "Cold War miracle", was immediately launched from the Lazarus, and the unique warhead structure created a "supercavitation" underwater.

The speed of the storm torpedo was 200 knots, and even the Dragon King could not dodge underwater, but Samson did not dodge at all, and defended his king.

The torpedo hit his back, piercing his scales and flesh. The torpedo excites a huge amount of mercury and sulfur vapor, and 8,000 alchemical shrapnel swivels and cuts through Samson's body. The dragon's body was directly penetrated, the flesh and bones were completely destroyed by explosions and cuts, and the poison was infiltrating into his body.

The most violent power is awakening in Constantine. He cannot cocoon a huge dragon body, nor does he have a powerful dragon king's heart. What Constantine was given was the fire that destroyed the world!

He has the most extreme high temperature, and the excess power runs rampant in his body, which causes his body to be weak all the year round.

Constantine is the most powerful flame, but has been deprived of the mind and body to use this power.

But at this moment, he firmly believed that he could also become the monarch who raised that battle flag. A crimson vertical pupil split open on his pale forehead. It was not a golden pupil, but Constantine's unique eye of fire, indicating that he came directly from the noble bloodline of the Black King Nidhogg.

Samson, whose body was severely destroyed, just stared at the awakened Constantine. There is no pain in his eyes, just endless vicissitudes.

Constantine removed Samson's bronze mask ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ to reveal the aged, deeply scarred facial scales underneath. The bronze mask was smelted into a majestic black armor in the flames, and before it cooled, it put on the thin body of a teenager.

"Samson, you're getting old too. You've been by my brother's side and me for thousands of years."

The teenager stroked the rock-like scales of the giant dragon, and the dark metal covered his slender fingers inch by inch, wrapping his pale face.

The second storm torpedo was being loaded, and a crimson sun wheel rose from the sea in the distance.

The black-armored youth was suspended in the center of the sun, and a hundred-meter-high fire stream above his head broke through the sky, tore through the dark clouds, and shattered the sky.

The dragon servant stretched out his long blue-black tongue and spat out a slender metal box. The surface of the box is inscribed with prosperous patterns, and Samson's flowing dragon blood has activated its alchemy domain.

Constantine opened the metal buckle, and seven swords representing the pinnacle of alchemy technology greeted his master with trembling.