I am the Dragon King in the Dragon Clan

Chapter 640 Bronze Throne
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"Fuck!"

Fingel looked at the cyan aurora slanting down from the sky in shock, and stood there looking up at the sky like a statue of an ice peak.

At this moment, Fingel realized that he might really be a waste, a soil turtle without any knowledge.

I don't know if other people have the same feeling as him. Fingel found that he was trembling with excitement, every muscle in his body, throat, tongue, and even the blue pupils in his eyes reflecting the sky.

It was as if he was standing on a crazily trembling motor, wishing he could immediately collapse to the ground under this beautiful scene.

"I, I, I... I still want to..." The trembling body was accompanied by a trembling voice. To Fingel's surprise, he found this feeling quite refreshing.

"Fool! Run!" The hysterical roar fell from the sky,

"Why does this voice sound so familiar?" Fingel was full of doubts.

"Finger!!" Caesar's hysterical voice came again.

Caesar stood on the top of the mountain and looked at the scene behind Fingel in horror, wishing to slap the guy who was standing on the ice in a daze.

Fingel finally heard the source of the familiar voice.He turned to look in Caesar's direction.

"Old... Big" Fingel found that his voice was still trembling, but soon he found that he was not the only one trembling.

Caesar's body was also trembling as he was moving forward crazily with his back behind his back.

Is this thing contagious?Fingel was full of doubts,

The next second, Caesar, who was advancing, suddenly turned his head to look at Fingel behind him.

"Run!" The voice was blown away by the sudden cold wind, but Fingel could clearly see Caesar's mouth shape.

He subconsciously moved his steps, but the cold current spreading from behind was like a hook to his nerves.

He couldn't help but look back.

But this look almost scared Fingel out of his soul.

On the surface of the sea surrounded by ice peaks in the distance, ice flowers bloom slowly one after another on the surface of the sea, like flower bones blooming in a flower field.

It's just that they are ice flowers that are extremely icy blue, and the cold air overflows from the center of the flowers to the air, condensing the solid ice around them again.

They rolled forward in the pupa, towards the tent where they were,

The biting cold almost froze Fingel in place within a distance of nearly one kilometer.

In this icy mist, Fingel seemed to hear some heartbeats beating, and they vibrated in Fingel's ears, like a drum swaying vigorously with a hammer.

With trembling lips, he turned his head and ran wildly.

Caesar also ran forward with all his strength. Just a few seconds ago, his "Scythe Weasel" clearly caught the sound of a drum bell coming from under the ice. It was a clear and powerful heartbeat, and they spread rapidly along the ice surface. The entire ice layer was shrouded in a violent trembling sound.

It was definitely a gigantic creature. Even though Caesar hadn't seen the guy's body, he could clearly feel the sound of the heartbeat coming from various parts of the other person's body. It seemed to have more than a dozen hearts beating side by side.

They beat in sequence at a certain coordinated frequency, it seemed that only in this way could the blood be completely transported into the huge body.

Apart from the beating of the heart, Caesar could still clearly feel the movement of its body swimming under the thick ice layer. The torrent of sea water being brought up was a full one kilometer wide. This kind of ordinary swimming can reach such a terrifying level. , his size is probably nearly twice as large as that of the blue whale, and may even be even larger.

Judging by this size, this guy under the sea is at least nearly 70 meters.

There has never been such a huge dragon in the historical records of the Secret Party that spanned thousands of years. Even the Norton Dragon Attendant Samson I met at the beginning, the length of the extended tail was only less than 50 meters.

It was hard for Caesar to imagine what it would be like if this guy jumped up from the ice, the mountain fell down... Caesar's feet became faster,

The barking of dogs in the distance resounded like crazy in the entire snow field in a very short time, but soon their voices were completely swallowed by the cold current coming from behind,

Together with the crew camped on the other side of the ice, they were frozen on the snow surface. In the process, they didn't even have time to wear winter boots, but struggled to escape on the snow surface wearing cold socks.

The fate of that scientific expedition team fell on their heads like reincarnation. The scythe of death mercilessly harvested bright red lives. Everything here is so weak in the face of the mighty power of nature.

Pieces of crystal clear ice crystals quickly spread across the snow, chasing after Finger's heels like mad dogs biting.
He sprinted forward desperately, and the muscles and the internal skeleton quickly rubbed against each other. Finger's speed at this moment could even easily catch up with the running cheetah, but he couldn't escape the spreading fog of ice crystals.

Pairs of translucent crystals rose from the thick fog, and the blue aurora in the sky was reflected on them, like a raging blue tide rushing forward.

They were getting closer and closer to Fingel's back, and his calves could even clearly feel the thorns like steel needles stimulating his nerves, slowing down his speed.

Ice crystals began to spread on Finger's winter clothing, and they spread rapidly like a virus. If Caesar had a chance to look back at this moment, he would be shocked to find that Finger's whole body was covered with faint frost.

The only difference between him and the sled dogs behind him frozen in the cold is whether they are still moving,

This temperature only lasts for two seconds, no, it only takes one and a half seconds. Even if Finger is not caught up by the ice fog behind him, he will be frozen in place by the rapid loss of temperature from his body, and then completely lose Frozen into dead ice sculptures easily blown over by the wind.

Fingel obviously realized this too. He had completely lost any frightened expression on his face. Instead, he stared at Caesar with only a small back in the distance with an extremely serious expression.

At a certain moment, a thick golden lightning struck Finger's pupils like lightning, and the surrounding cold became sluggish visibly to the naked eye, and a force that rose from nowhere began to spread outward from Finger's body ,
The speed at which they diffuse is slower than the speed at which the cold air invades, but when the biting cold air encounters that invisible and transparent force, it starts to melt, like steam condensed on the lid of a pot by steaming heat,

Hot and steaming air came from Fingel's body that was gradually roaring, and they completely melted the frost that had condensed on the cold-proof clothing, and the water vapor evaporated into gas in the high temperature.

This is unimaginable in the snowy field of minus fifty degrees, but all this really happened to Finger.

He is like a steam engine burning to the extreme, his limbs still maintain the charging posture of the original frequency, but every strand of muscle on his body vibrates and jumps like crazy, they seem to be in the extremely high frequency. Gale's skeleton jumps.

So much so that Finger's body is layered like a phantom, the rapid friction of muscles generates a lot of heat, and the heat covers the surface of Finger's body,

If someone can take off his thick winter clothes at this moment, he will be surprised to see pieces of skin that are completely different from flesh-colored skin. They are dull bronze, and against the blue aurora, they seem to be silent in a certain corner. Greenish patina.

If it weren't for the pair of golden pupils that faintly exude horror but are fiery, people would doubt whether this guy is still a living body with emotions at this moment.

In the next second, Fingel's frantically trembling body seemed to have touched some switch, and a large area of ​​ice fog behind him was about to completely cover his body, the next second.

Whoosh!
Caesar only felt that there was an engine running desperately in his ear, and the premonition of Yanling Sickle Itachi made him instinctively turn his body to avoid something, but the next second he found himself flying into the air,

A violent force suppressed his arms, and a steel-like hand was stuck on his buttocks,
Caesar's whole face seemed to be embedded in a moldy doghouse, and the stench almost suffocated him instantly. Not only that, he also felt the thick hair rubbing against his face,
He consciously wanted to escape from this place, but the wind from the front pressed his body tightly against the guy behind him.

If he hadn't guessed that it might be Fingel based on the thick hair on his chest, he would have drawn his sword and launched an attack.

But at the same time, knowing that he was pressed hard by this guy on his chest, and the other hand was holding his crotch, he felt an urge to kill this thing again.
This scene didn't last long, and soon the speed under Fingel's feet slowed down significantly.

His body seemed to have reached a certain limit, and his heavy breath released hot air that was so hot that it melted the ice.

Finger threw Caesar forward fiercely. Caesar weighing more than [-] kilograms was easily lifted in Finger's hands like a chicken, and then smashed heavily into the air.

At a distance of almost ten meters, Caesar in mid-air quickly found the center of gravity of his body. The moment he was about to land, his body suddenly rolled over, and he stepped on the snow with light steps like a cat.

In the next second, Finger's figure passed by him, and Caesar rushed forward with both hands and feet grasping the ground.

Although in just a short period of time, he was like a toy being played at will, but he is also aware of the situation he is facing now.

The cold air surging behind was like a monster with its mouth wide open, trying to swallow them completely.

They didn't know how far they ran, and they didn't know which direction they were heading. As long as there was no ice fog ahead, they would run wildly in that direction.

But this ice shelf is quite huge, the kind that can't be seen at a glance, how far can they run.

Can they run faster on the ice than the giant whale can swim?

These questions flashed in his mind, but Caesar didn't have time to think about it, the adrenaline was already secreted to the extreme, and all his strength was used for running.Don't dare to take a step slowly, let alone fall, otherwise you will be swallowed by the icy hell behind you.

Beside Caesar, Fingel moved his feet like a mad buffalo, his solid footprints deeply embedded in the frozen thick ice.

It was at this time that the trembling force finally affected the ice layer. Not all of this huge ice shelf was thick and hard ice,

In many places, there are actually dense cracks. They are cracks between ice shelves and ice shelves. The low temperature freezes their connection points, but they are not as strong as ice shelves.

Amidst the violent trembling strength, some weak places will inevitably break.

A huge crack appeared on the road ahead of Caesar and Fingel, and it spread nearly a hundred meters in length in an instant, and the width of nearly ten meters between the two made the faces of the two turn pale instantly.

The two stood on the jagged ice surface, and the black and cold sea water heaved up and down below.

At this moment, they seem to be standing at the end of the world.

The dark clouds above the head condensed into a whirlpool, carrying a strong sense of oppression.

In front is the broken ice cliff, behind is the rapidly approaching ice fog.God seems to have given them no chance of escape.

Put the scythe of death on their necks.

"Jump down!" Fingal's voice rang in Caesar's ears.

Caesar stared in disbelief at Fingel, who was taking off his clothes quickly, and then glanced at the sea with black waves and broken ice floating everywhere.

An unspeakable oppression fell deeply on his shoulders.

But Caesar didn't hesitate at all, and at the moment Fingel plunged into the sea, he jumped in right after him.

The extremely shortened distance from top to bottom made him seem to be embracing the abyss, and the suffocating loneliness rushed through his pores.

The deep sea, which is nearly ten thousand miles down and without light, is like a cage that imprisons the future.Swallowed his almost naked body completely.

But to Caesar's surprise, what he felt was not the icy cold sea water, but the warmth wrapped around his body.

At this moment, he suddenly remembered something,
"The temperature is minus thirty degrees! The ice-water mixture is zero degrees." Fingel was lying on a piece of crushed ice in rough clothes.

Only at this time did Caesar fully see the guy's state, and Fingel at this moment could be called a man in an iron mask.

The traces of copper green were densely imprinted on his body like a spider's web.

This thing seems to be fading, and the original skin color is gradually exposed in places without copper green, and these skins are quickly frozen red in the icy sea water.

Fingel's pupils also returned to blue-gray, which reflected the broken ice cliff behind him, and the low black sky on the ice cliff was close at hand, as if within reach.

In the next second, the white mist of the thick fog covered the black pupils.

They are densely packed and frozen in layers on top of their heads...

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(End of this chapter)