Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before Dragon Slaying

Chapter 521 Rolling
Genichiro Ryoma stared wide-eyed at the girl in the blue skirt soaring into the air. He subconsciously wondered what would happen when this incredible girl encountered a weapon of mass destruction like a missile.

Would the missile work with her miraculous abilities?Could it be that she can even control this kind of killing weapon made by humans?Or did the missile hit her head-on?Can the attack of the Self-Defense Forces finally play a role?
Genichiro Ryoma already regarded the girl in the blue skirt as a role comparable to the "Emperor" in his heart. After all, the "Emperor" was already the ceiling of the mixed-race world in the eyes of the patriarchs... But Genichiro Ryoma What he didn't expect again was that he still miscalculated the strength of the enemy.

This time, the girl in the blue skirt didn't reach out or wave her fingers. The pure gold light in her pupils began to surge, like magma boiling in her eyes. Ryoma Genichiro could feel the light coming from the blue skirt from a long distance away. The impact on the girl was neither wind pressure nor heat... but majesty!

This majesty is almost condensed into substance, as if a peak is falling in front of you, slowly pressing on the top of your head.

Transparent ripples appeared in the air, and a layer of transparent membrane barrier visible to the naked eye centered on the girl in the blue skirt quickly spread in all directions. It was the domain of some kind of spirituality, and it looked extremely strange, as if it had opened up. A layer of air curtain seems to open up a space,
The roaring missile hit the transparent layer head-on, and the arc-shaped air film began to ripple. What's even more bizarre... the surface of the missile that touched the arc-shaped air film unexpectedly also rippled.

The explosion did not happen. The air curtain gently covered the metal on the surface of the missile. The solid metal flowed like water, slowly cracking and peeling off from the missile body. The missile disintegrated from the outer layer to the inside, gradually becoming The score fell apart.

The field around the girl in the blue skirt began to rotate slowly like the metal turned into debris. They were originally part of the missile, but after the intense magnetization phenomenon, they were tightly attracted to each other and became a new shape. Form a circle of semi-arc-shaped metal flakes, suspended in mid-air, like a sickle of death.

An F2 fighter jet circled over the head of the girl in the blue skirt like a ghost. The pilot pulled the landing gear suddenly. The fighter plane was hidden in the clouds above the girl in the blue skirt, and quickly approached the girl at a speed of more than 270 kilometers per hour. When it reached the optimal shooting distance, the missile was quietly released from its weapon pylon.

The second missile was aimed at the back of the girl's head in the blue skirt, which was the blind spot of the girl's sight. Even if the missile would make a sonic boom when gliding in the air, ordinary people would not have the speed and reaction nerves to take into account the surprise attack from the direction above the back of the head.

But the girl remained motionless, and when the second bullet touched the field around her body, it was also wrapped in a transparent air curtain, and the metal casing of the missile began to disintegrate and split, even worse than the disintegration of the first missile. Su was even faster.

Metal scraps permeated the entire area, and the ionization and magnetization became more and more intense. Occasionally, the air was pierced by bluish-purple arcs, and the original silver-black metal scraps were burned red by the current.

The originally transparent domain began to be dyed purple, and the scope of the domain gradually expanded, five meters, ten meters, 15 meters, 20 meters... Finally, the domain formed a huge circle with a diameter of 20 meters, wrapping the girl in the center, After the second missile was disassembled, it also quickly took shape in the field, and it became a long and slender handle.

When the arc-shaped flakes formed by the metal debris of the first missile and the slender handle formed by the metal debris of the second missile were spliced ​​together, the formed thing was actually a weapon shaped like a curved sickle. The long scythe fell into the hands of the girl in the blue skirt, but this gigantic scythe formed in an instant fit perfectly with its owner.

"This is... an alchemy craft?" Genichiro Ryoma's eye sockets were almost cracked, and he murmured dumbfounded, "She is actually a master alchemist...such a young master alchemist...why is she...how divine? "

Genichiro Ryoma forged an alchemy weapon in just a few seconds, which was unheard of.

If powerful hybrids are as rare as rare species in this world, then master alchemists are really rare. They also have more than one alchemist in the Snake Family, but there are people who can be called "master alchemists" None of them have appeared in the contemporary era, which is why ancient knives with alchemy technology are so precious in modern times... because what is really precious is not the material and history of ancient knives, but the ancient knives hidden in ancient knives that have been lost and cannot be copied. Alchemy process.

Even in the secret party, only the vice-principal from the Flamel family and a certain young director of Kassel College can be called "Master of Alchemy"... The girl in the blue dress is obviously not the one The young school manager, it is rumored that the school manager's family has only focused on the research of alchemy since ancient times, but they themselves do not have too much force.

But the blue skirt in front of me can no longer be described as strong or not. Her strength will almost scare Ryoma Genichiro. If there is an obvious gap between them, then he can no longer feel the gap in this blue skirt girl... This feeling is like a mortal trying to measure gods with the ruler of the world, and there is no way to compare them.

An F2 fighter jet circled behind the girl in the blue skirt. The pilot of this fighter jet was one of the few mixed races in the Self-Defense Forces. He had already realized that the unreasonable power in front of him and the girl in the blue skirt was actually the ability of speech. He also understood that missiles were useless against the opponent, so he pushed the supersonic fighter to full speed, and drove this eagle-like fighter straight from behind the girl.

This pilot is holding the determination to crash the plane and die with the opponent!
However, just as the F2 fighter jet was approaching the girl in the blue skirt, the girl suddenly turned around.

This time, she did not use the power of the hurricane to control the trajectory of the fighter jet, nor did she rely on the metal storm-like domain around her to disintegrate the fighter jet body like the previous two missiles. Instead, the girl in the blue skirt lifted the domain, and she avoided With a rampant nose, when the helicopter brushed past her skirt, she suddenly turned around and waved the sickle in her hand towards the fighter fuselage.

Incomparably precise control, whether it is speed, timing, or angle, the huge sickle blade is swung lightly, and the purple-blue arc follows the blade across the void, and the hard F2 fighter jet is under the blade of the sickle. Become as fragile as paper.

The sound of metal tearing was sharp and piercing. The fighter jet with a wingspan of nearly 14 meters and a height of more than four meters was easily split in two by the girl in the blue skirt from the waistline with a scythe!
Then the girl in the blue skirt lightly smashed the tempered glass of the cockpit with her fingertips. She grabbed the pilot by the back collar and dragged him out of the cockpit of the F2 fighter jet.

The pilot struggled frantically in the girl's hands while shouting at the top of his voice. He was obviously about the same height as the girl in the blue skirt, but he was lifted up in the air by the girl in the blue skirt, like a mole caught by a hunter.

"Don't make noise." The girl in the blue skirt said coldly, "If you howl again, I will throw you down."

The pilot's yelling really stopped abruptly, not because he was so cowardly or spineless, but because he was completely overwhelmed by the opponent's aura... This pilot is a mixed race, in fact, he should be stronger than ordinary people. He has a strong backbone, but it is also because he is a mixed race. When the girl spoke, he could clearly feel a trembling from the depths of his soul, like the emperor's edict. It was the coercion derived from blood. The blood flow in the blood has slowed down a bit.

The girl in the blue skirt brought the F2 fighter pilot and landed beside Ryoma Genichiro. She casually threw the pilot at Ryoma Genichiro's feet, folded her arms around her chest, and looked down at the patriarch who had already doubted his life. , the huge sickle fell to the ground and quickly disintegrated, turning into scattered metal debris again.

The wreckage of two F2 fighter jets has fallen not far away, rolling down the mountain, and the flames are burning on the metal fragments.

Genichiro Ryoma looked down at the pilot at his feet. The pilot seemed to have suffered a huge wind pressure and mental shock, and had already fainted. He looked up at the girl in the blue skirt... At this time, the girl in the blue skirt had changed from fighting The indifferent and condescending appearance at that time was replaced by a charming smiling face, as if the two personalities of the mighty queen and the kind and playful girl next door could seamlessly switch at any time.

Genichiro Ryoma picked up the microphone of the walkie-talkie from the rock behind him, and connected to the channel of Kisarazu Base: "Retreat."

"But..." A major's voice came from the other side of the intercom.

"My order is to retreat." Genichiro Ryoma said in a serious tone, "The soldiers who are still stranded in the Kisarazu base should stand by and wait for orders. All the soldiers of Tamagawa's generation or on the way, all retreat back to the base. No one is allowed to approach Tamagawa generation until the order arrives."

After Ryoma Genichiro gave the order, the remaining three F2 fighter jets circling overhead flew to the northern sky. The soldiers stationed around the red well jumped into the armored vehicles one after another, and left the Tamagawa generation along the road. Ryoma Genichiro knew that there was still More troops might be on the way...but he wasn't expecting reinforcements.

Ryoma Genichiro put down the receiver slowly, with an expression of exhaustion and bitterness that couldn't be concealed... When I first came to Hongjing, the ambition and determination to kill the "God" when I first came to Hongjing, now I think it's really a joke.

"Why didn't you kill me?" Genichiro Ryoma asked hoarsely.

"Does the dragon need to care about the lives of ants?" The girl in the blue skirt smiled and said the most contemptuous words in the calmest tone.

But the girl's words don't make her arrogant, because she has just proved with her strength that she is indeed the giant dragon with absolute strength, and Ryoma Genichiro and his self-defense team are indeed in front of the girl. Ants that can be crushed to death.

Although Genichiro Ryoma was full of anger towards the girl's attitude, he was more helpless, so he could only pull out a bitter smile.

"So in your eyes, the Sheqibajia are just ants who report to the group?" Ryoma Genichiro said sadly, "Genji Heavy Industries is a tower built by ants with floating sand, and our patriarchs are only in size Slightly bigger ants, do you actually have the ability to easily destroy us?"

"You have a pretty clear understanding of yourself." The girl in the blue skirt nodded.

"During the battle just now, not only did you not kill anyone, but you deliberately spared the lives of my soldiers." Genichiro Ryoma asked, "Is this an insult? Is insulting ants one of the dragon's pleasures? "

"You guessed it wrong, I don't know about others, I don't have such a quirk." The girl in the blue skirt shook her head slowly, "Senior brother Mingfei specifically told you not to kill you, brother Mingfei said you snakes The Qiba family is not an enemy, I owe my brother a great favor, so I have to listen to what he says."

"Brother Mingfei? Lu Mingfei?" At the mention of this name, Ryoma Genichiro suddenly felt angry, "Fart! If you really didn't regard our Snake Family as an enemy, why did Chu Zihang assassinate Mr. Masamune? You guys You should know what Mr. Masamune means to the Sheqiba family, you killed our once supreme leader, and you still show us fake mercy, do you think the owners of the Sheqiba family are a bunch of idiots?"

"Don't you think you're a bunch of idiots?" the girl in the blue skirt said coldly, as if she had become the high-ranking female monarch again, "First of all, the Chu Zihang you said killed your Mr. Masamune is mine. Boyfriend, secondly, my boyfriend didn’t commit assassination, and finally, Senior Brother Mingfei said that your Snake Family is not our enemy, but it doesn’t mean that everyone in your family is not our enemy.”

"Do you think we have slandered Chu Zihang? Do you still have to quibble in the face of irrefutable evidence?" Ryoma Genichiro faced the girl's pressure and looked her in the eyes. "Kaguya Ji investigated Chu Zihang's organization at the scene. Between the fingers of Mr. Masamune's body, what qualifications do you have to deny his crimes?"

"How about I say you're stupid." The girl in the blue skirt sneered, "I understand that you don't understand Chu Zihang's strength, and I understand that you don't understand Chu Zihang's character. His temper is more rigid than your Japanese. Tell me, does your Mr. Masamune have the strength to hurt Chu Zihang? With Chu Zihang's rigorous personality, since his arm was scratched by Mr. Masamune, why didn't he cut off the opponent's arm and take it away with him?"

"Because Chu Zihang carried a thermite incendiary bomb mixed with white phosphorus." Ryoma Genichiro said sharply, "He thought the incendiary bomb would help him erase all evidence of crime!"

"I've already told you, Chu Zihang's character is very rigorous, do you understand what rigorous means?" The girl in the blue skirt frowned slightly.

(End of this chapter)