hunt and eat

In the painful roar of the steel black dragon, Banksy bit the other's neck, and the sharp teeth covered by a large number of [disintegration] runes pierced deeply under the steel skin immediately.

With a flick of the neck, Banksy brutally tore off a full third of the flesh and blood from the black steel dragon's neck, and swallowed it bit by bit in front of the black steel dragon.

"Something like you, even in the old generation, is just food."

Banksy stepped on the steel dragon's head with one paw, and said coldly.

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Chapter 153 Breaking out of the cocoon and being reborn... the rejuvenated [Holy Boy]

"Aren't you going to help them?"

Under the giant cocoon, Tong Hu looked at the giant who was also standing quietly not far away, and asked a little strangely.

Compared to other places, the atmosphere here is unexpectedly harmonious, not like being on a battlefield at all.

The giant shook his head, but he didn't mean to turn into a dragon, and pointed to the giant cocoon on the surface behind Tong Hu, which was getting more and more broken.

"You are causing new disasters, please stop before it becomes irreparable."

Feng Heilong's tone was unexpectedly gentle, and did not bring any hostility because of the hostile stance of the two sides.

If one ignores the opponent's obviously abnormally huge size and the terrifying aura emanating from his body that is not inferior to that of the black dragon Miraboreas, Tong Hu will most likely think that the opponent is the kind of parade monk that is not very common, not A forbidden dragon that destroys everything at every turn.

If they met it on other occasions, maybe they could sit down and chat.

Unfortunately, not today.

"Some things cannot be compromised, and what you have always insisted on may not necessarily be the truth."

With a slightly serious expression, Tong Hu pointed to the center of his eyebrows with one hand, and his tone was slightly aggravated: "You are too arrogant."

"Arrogance? Maybe..."

As if thinking of something, Feng Heilong Jin Molan lowered his head in a sense of loss.

"But please believe, whether it is us or the Zulong, everything we do is for the survival of this world... Your human life is too short to learn the whole truth from history."

"So what do you mean by truth?" Tong Hu frowned unconsciously.

"..."

"Sorry, I can't tell."

"The existence of those things is too weird, even a simple transmission of information will cause their tentacles to extend into this world, so any information about them must be blocked."

Noticing that Tong Hu's expression was becoming indifferent, Feng Heilong Jin Mo Lan gave a wry smile, but there was nothing he could do.

He knew that everything he said was a bit unbelievable, and what's more, because of certain restrictions, there was no way to provide evidence to prove his rhetoric. Let alone Tong Hu didn't believe it, he also lacked confidence when he explained it himself.

However, if it is simply to avoid fighting, there is a way that may be more direct.

Without any warning, he punched the ground fiercely, and Jin Molan, the peak black dragon, shattered the ground under his feet in an instant.The terrifying power went straight into the ground along the ground, breaking down the surrounding ground of one kilometer into countless uniform small squares, and under the feedback of the shock and impact, it rose into the air reversely like a torrent.

Banksy and more than a dozen other black dragons who were fighting were all affected by the aftermath of this extremely terrifying shock, and flew out for several kilometers involuntarily.

Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the dense earth cubes around him. With the dexterity that was completely opposite to his body size, the peak black dragon Jin Moyong stepped on the rock and soil that lifted off and continued to use his strength, almost heading straight for the giant cocoon [-] meters away in a straight line.

"Shatter it!" Feng Heilong Jin Molan roared and punched the giant cocoon, but was blocked by the crossed arms of a hunched figure in the next second.

The tornado impact visible to the naked eye pierced Tong Hu's back, and a fan-shaped air wave of hundreds of meters spread unabated.

Tong Hu, who was the direct target of the attack, leaned against the giant cocoon and fell rapidly from a high altitude. On the ground that suddenly sank more than [-] meters, he forcibly smashed a huge bottomless pit.

Peng!

Jin Mo Lan, the black dragon of the peak, fell on the ground half-kneeling, silently looking at Tong Hu, whose arms were hanging down, and his body was bruised, and said with some unbearable: "Give up, even if you continue, how many punches will you receive from me?"

"Why make meaningless sacrifices?"

"Have you always talked so much?"

Standing up little by little with difficulty, Tong Hu glanced down at his completely broken arms and stared directly at his opponent without changing his expression.

Contrary to the old body, an indescribably exuberant aura continuously overflowed from the wounds all over his body, and even the nearby ground strangely grew large tracts of lush vegetation.

"Finally... consummation?"

"I've been waiting for this moment for too long."

In the next moment, under the staring eyes of Feng Heilong Jin Molan, the flesh of Tong Hu's upper body exploded from the inside out.

tick tock

In the blood mist, a pair of light-white arms without the slightest trace of time stretched out from the broken body, splashing countless viscous bright red blood.After a short groping, the pair of arms grasped the edge of the remnant body, and they did not hesitate to tear the remaining broken flesh from the middle.

This horrifying scene made even Jean Moren feel his scalp go numb.

"It's been a long time, this world."

As the blood mist gradually dissipated, a naked young man stood up from the ground little by little.

Tong Hu's shadow can be vaguely seen between his eyebrows and eyes, but there is no trace left by the years.

The blond hair, neither long nor short, reflected dazzling luster in the sun. The young man opened his arms as if embracing the world, and took a deep breath.

Almost at the same time, an aura no less than that of the peak black dragon Gene Moran, accompanied by a large amount of golden battle energy, surged out of the young man's body, and set off a pale golden storm visible to the naked eye in the next second, like a hurricane Transit generally sweeps in all directions.

"Getting younger? No, this is... suspended animation!"

"Good eyesight..."

Like the real golden zhenqi pervading the whole body little by little, turning into a layer of dazzling translucent armor stomach, returning to the peak, no... Tong Hu, who surpassed the peak, picked up his own body from the crippled body bit by bit. Gold long stick.

"About 50 years ago, when I tried my best to break through the taboo and was deeply troubled by it, Neva...that is what you call [Spiral King] found me, of course he probably also It's not taboo yet."

"He gave me two solutions."

He casually smashed the head of a black dragon that was trying to attack from behind with a stick, and Tong Hu kicked the headless body, sending it flying hundreds of meters away.

If the opponent was in its heyday, even the current Tong Hu would not be able to solve it so easily, but compared with the current taboo five dragons, almost every one of these old-generation black dragons has been dormant for tens of thousands of years. It's still a weak period when the state is at the lowest point, and most of them can't even display their domains.

Apart from the immortality that can guarantee their resurrection in the future, they are essentially the peak half-kings, and some individuals are even inferior to those peak half-kings... After all, not all black dragons of every era are like Mira. It is normal for someone as powerful as Boreas to have uneven strength.

Of course, all of the above needs to exclude the guy in front of him... Even in the weak stage of just recovering, even in the human form that has not been fully liberated, the opponent has a strength that is not inferior to the current leader of the black dragon Miraboreas , it is impossible to imagine how terrible it was in its heyday.

"The first plan is to slaughter all my blood relatives who are related to me, and use the genetic modification equipment unearthed by the scientific forces from the ancient ruins to change my blood and even form into an inhuman state. "

"It is naturally impossible for me to accept such a ridiculous thing, so I chose the second option without hesitation."

"Seal your true self, and rely on the passing and accumulation of time to break through the shackles of the human body called the cage."

"Of course, the actual implementation is much more complicated than what I said now, but those are no longer important, after all, they are all in the past tense."

Stepping forward, Tong Hu's figure instantly disappeared from the spot, and Jin Molan, the black dragon who had lost his vision, was ready to throw a punch towards the side and rear without hesitation, but before it could actually swing its arm, a withered The long golden stick engraved with repeated patterns hit his head heavily from bottom to top.

Under the indescribable terrifying power, the peak black dragon Gene Molan turned into a rapidly shrinking meteor with almost no power to fight back, and barely stopped until it fell in a forest three kilometers away.

"Pfft~" Gene Molan coughed and spat out a pool of blood, slowly got up from the huge pit, and looked forward with a face full of shock.

The noisy air waves rolled in, and Tong Hu, who appeared in front of him again like an afterglow, waved his long stick to bring up golden afterimages all over the sky, and bombarded Jean Moran's parrying arms one after another.

After a brief stalemate, the ground beneath the two shattered inch by inch, and countless air waves and mud smoke rose up. Hundreds of thousands of tons of rocks and soil clods jumped into the air, but they were attacked and smashed by the two in the next second. , turned into a terrifying vacuum.

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Chapter 154 From the plot of the "dead", the red dragon who fell into the abyss of despair

At the same time, a suburban area [-] kilometers away from the Paley Central Battlefield

A man in red who was half lying in the tree hole suddenly opened his eyes and stood up in a hurry, and then he breathed in the fresh air greedily as if he had just been rescued after drowning.

In a pair of crimson eyes, some kind of weird black lines spread rapidly from the child's hole, and while his face became pale, the momentum on his body began to visibly slip.

Obviously, although he escaped from the dream created by the ancient tower through self-destruction, and transferred the main consciousness to the avatar through some unknown means, all this is not without cost.

"Damn it, it was so close...why did it fail!"

A punch smashed the tree trunk beside him, and the red dragon, which transferred its body consciousness to the avatar, roared frantically, shaking violently all over its body.

……

After venting for a while, a sense of weakness surfaced in his heart like a tide, and the red dragon looked up at the sky blankly, not knowing what to do next.

Violent explosions could be heard from Paley's direction from time to time, vaguely mixed with the unique taboo atmosphere of the Black Dragon Clan.

The red dragon is not a fool, he has already realized that he seems to be used by Miraboreas, and he has created a living bait to deceive the human side's hole cards.

Although my heart is full of resentment and resentment, but at this moment, my strength is so rare that I have no qualifications to continue to participate in the final decisive battle, let alone steal the power of the God's Egg.

With a calm face, but his chest was still full of turbulent emotions, the red dragon walked aimlessly along the forest path with his head down.

After being so dazed for an unknown amount of time, a burst of noisy discussions suddenly broke into his ears.

"I said, when can we go back?"

"Even if it is the president, it would be too exaggerated to suddenly transfer people from a stronghold."

There are male and female voices, intertwined and difficult to distinguish.

"Didn't the guild say that Paley has become a battlefield now, and the reason for us to evacuate is to protect us..."

"Wouldn't it be better to change to a place where no one is around? Why is it here... After all, Paley has only been rebuilt for a few years, and the president also experienced that disaster back then, can't you be considerate of us?"

"Hey, hey, don't go too far, you talk to yourself over there, I have tolerated you for a long time."

"Come on, I'll make you look like a hunter. Besides, the guild did something wrong."

The scolding became louder and louder, and there were countless noisy discussions and some slight body collisions.

The red dragon raised his head little by little, looked at a cave with a height of more than four meters under the hillside where he was, and said to himself in a daze: "Have all the humans in Paley been transferred here?"

"It's bad luck for you."

The red dragon unconsciously licked the corner of his mouth, tidied up his face, and walked unhurriedly on the green grass towards the cave below.

As the strongest dragon species above all dragon monsters, each individual of the black dragon species has the ability to recover from injuries and even improve its own strength through eating, just like the Booming Dragon and the Tyrannosaurus.Although the efficiency of doing so is not high, and there are still some hidden dangers, this ability can indeed play a decisive role at critical moments.

Of course, in normal times, the red dragon will not take the initiative to attack humans. After all, compared with most weak humans, the energy contained in those powerful monsters and mineral spars is much higher.But considering that his current state is really not good, he urgently needs to rely on a lot of food to recover his physical strength and injuries, and the monster divisions that can be sensed around him are relatively sparse, so he doesn't seem to have any better choice.

However, Red Dragon himself admits that some of his own personal emotions are mixed in to some extent.

Simply put, it is revenge against the human camp.

"Hey, which base are you from? Look at your face...the front is a temporary security base. You can't go in until you explain your identity clearly."

At the entrance of the cave, a guard wearing a bamboo hat could vaguely see a rare fiery red hair. He was dozing off when he heard the approaching footsteps of the red dragon. shouted majestically.

The red dragon didn't even have the intention of responding, and appeared in front of the opponent as if teleporting after a pause. An arm turned into a blood-red dragon claw pierced through the guard's chest without the slightest hesitation.

puff~

Tong Kong shrank suddenly, and the red dragon lowered his head blankly, looking at an arm that pierced his chest straight, unable to understand what happened for a while.

No, he is actually clear, but the more he does this, the more he cannot accept this fact.

I was heartbroken by a weak human who looked ordinary and wasn't even a hunter...?

"Hey, you are still as impatient as ever, Takihong-sama."

A familiar voice that seemed familiar came from under the shabby bamboo hat worn by the guard.

"Are you..."

"Hahaha, it's only been less than a day since we parted, have you already forgotten who I am?"

Taking off the bamboo hat and throwing it at his feet, the guard pulled out his arm from the red dragon's chest little by little, and at some point there was a beating bloody heart in his hand.

The warm air continued to rise, and the sticky blood dripped from the fingers, splashing startling blood on the ground.

Looking at the familiar face of the guard, the red dragon's expression froze at first, and then was replaced by an unbelievable ferocity.

"Mingchi...how is this possible!?"

"You've obviously... No, it's impossible!"

Why did the person who was killed by himself one day ago suddenly come back to life?

No, before that... Why did this little person who used to just follow behind him have such strength.

Even in a period of absolute weakness, but being able to injure himself severely without a sound, even pulling out his whole heart, even among the group of monster hunters, he can definitely be regarded as the peak existence.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."