A Dimensional Journey Begins with the Dragon Clan

Chapter 17 12. The Age of Adults Has Changed
"On September 1900, 9, we received the goods numbered 21. The Dragon King was resurrected during the autopsy. This was a trap, a premeditated encirclement and suppression!" Recording everything on paper, the clanging sound of swords and flintlock guns came from outside the carriage. He knew that there was not much time left for him, but he had to record all this and leave clues to future generations. This is what he is now The only thing that can be done.

"At 01:23:45 in the morning, the battle is still going on, and our preparations are insufficient. The opponent's number is about 500 dead servants, which may include pure blood!"

After recording, Gambett's hand holding the pen trembled slightly, but his eyes were still firm. The sound of fighting outside the carriage was getting closer and closer, and his mission had been completed.

With a long sigh of relief, Marquis Gambett tore off the recorded copy, folded it and pressed it together with two square copper sheets, sealed it with screws at the four corners, and then stuffed it into the interlayer of the carriage.Everything that can be done has been done, and even if it is to face death, he has nothing to fear.

Gambett wiped the sweat from his forehead, took a deep breath, his beating heart calmed down, and he opened the curtain of the carriage.

"Hey! The secretary obediently shrinks back to write the manuscript! The battlefield is not the place for you to stay." While loading the flintlock gun, Viscount Charlotte glared at Marquis Gambett who was ready to come out.

"This is probably the last time, let me see with my own eyes, the heroic appearance of 'Silver Wing'," Marquis Gambett touched his non-existent hair with embarrassment and smiled, "I am also a cross iron rose. One of the members, can't die in the carriage in the end..."

"Want to die on the battlefield? It's still too early, my friend, we have to build an academy together. You have to teach the first batch of students before you die." Viscount Charlotte pouted.

"No way, my friend, I'm just a burden here. If it wasn't for protecting me, who was incapable of fighting, you should all be able to leave..." "Shut up, secretary, do you think we don't want to leave?" Viscount Charlotte interrupted. In the words of Marquis Gambett, the enemy in front of them is no longer something they can leave if they want. Even if this guy is not the Dragon King, he is at least a first- or second-generation species.

"Humans, you are very self-aware, and this alone is worthy of praise." The shadow in the dark said proudly.

"Do you really think you've settled for us?" Menek's tone was still the same as usual, even though his current condition was not very good, the right half of his body was covered with blood, and his right arm had been blinded by this invisible man. The shadows are removed.

"You are only left with the old, the weak and the sick, or do you think that with one of your left hands, an old man who is too old to walk, and a secretary who has no power to hold a chicken can win me?" The other party's voice was still arrogant, but it seemed Still provoked, with anger in his words.

"boom!"

The answer to him was a bullet.

"The old, the weak, the sick?" Viscount Charlotte's silver hair danced wildly in the wind and rain, like an angry lion, and the old face was full of rain, and he unhurriedly filled his flintlock gun with bullets , He was holding a sterling silver projectile in his mouth, and the corner of his mouth cracked, as if he was smiling, "Do you remember how I sent your kin to hell one by one?"

He was the great Deutsche Banker and the "Silver Wing" of Dragon Slayer.

Without giving the enemy a chance to respond, Menek rushed up with his knife, and the long knife dragged on the ground and splashed rainwater. This was an Atkan long knife inherited from their family, and it had the ability to kill the Dragon King.

The sword light flashed, but instead of slashing at the shadow hidden in the darkness, it slashed at the three meters in front of him, where there was no one.

The shadow in the darkness of the bullet facing "Silver Wing" did not dodge, it was obviously a bait.

The sharp knife light flashed, bringing a touch of scarlet scarlet, and he slashed, it was a transparent figure, but now the blood color exposed him, the figure's eyes were golden yellow, and there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, he Retreat very quickly, moving lightly.

But Menech is faster!The long knife in his hand seemed to have eyes, chasing the figure straight, and the blade cut open the opponent's shoulder, as if to take off his right hand to take revenge.

Menek strode forward, chasing after him, every step brought a strong wind and splashed countless water splashes, but the figure was as light as a fallen leaf, moving with the wind, no matter how fast Menek was, Still a little bit worse.The long knife wounded him, but he was unable to deliver a fatal blow.

The Dead Servants seemed to be stimulated, and rushed towards Menek desperately, tearing him to pieces to protect their master.

A sharp blade slashed towards Menek, but Menek was still moving forward, as if dancing on the tip of the knife, one hand, a long knife, as long as he could move, he would continue to move forward.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

That's the bullet support of the "Silver Wing".

Yan Ling · Moment.

Even with an outdated flintlock pistol in his hand, he could still shoot continuously. He increased his speed dozens of times, and no one could clearly see his movements of pouring gunpowder and projectiles.Like a lion, he takes the opponent's life with every attack.

This also makes Menek a lot easier, at least not so worried about the harassment of these dead servants.He kept chasing the enemy in front of him until the opponent launched a counterattack.

The opponent no longer stepped back, and one hand pinched Menek's long knife like a pair of pliers. The incredible hardness was able to grind sparks with the blade.

Menek saw clearly, this was a sharp claw covered with blue-gray scales!Trying to break his long knife.

He couldn't pursue it any longer. He turned his hand and drew the knife. The strong friction caused a spark, but the opponent's claws were actually unscathed.

Menek stepped back, and behind him was the chasing Deadpool, turned around, cut horizontally, the arc brought by the long knife formed a barrier on his side, and the Deadpool who rushed over was forcibly cut in half, even if Is to retreat, he still has to reduce the number of enemies.

Menek smiled, and the surrounding Deadpool had almost been cleaned up by Viscount Charlotte and him.

But the other party still had no intention of retreating, the figure raised his head, and Menek was stunned.

"woman?"

"Disappointed?" The other party covered his injured shoulder, his long black hair hung down in the rain, and his fair face was astonishingly beautiful, like a blood-stained white rose.

"No, there are only two kinds of people in my eyes, enemies and friends," said Menek.

"Among humans, you are considered very strong, right?" The woman sighed softly, "I didn't expect that after a thousand years, humans will be able to challenge us head-on."

"No, I'm not the strongest, my comrade, I'm dealing with your king now! I believe him." Menek said lightly, "Our guns can kill you, and our ships can travel around the world. , We will also develop aircraft that can fly in the sky, and countless bombs will fall from the sky... Now is no longer your era, accept the reality."

(End of this chapter)