Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 396 Opening the Dragon's Back
In the manor of the Laurent family, Xia Mi absent-mindedly listened to the sound of explosions outside the manor, and threw a corpse into a body bag and left it in a corner. Chu Zihang took the white towel handed by the waiter beside him and wiped it After wiping his hands, he handed Xia Mi a new pair of towels: "Wipe it quickly, Deadpool's blood is corrosive."

But Xia Mi didn't care about these, she cared more about the conversation she overheard just now, and Ander's power comes from the king of the earth and the mountain, but Xia Mi can be sure that she has never seen him before.

Could it be that silly brother of mine secretly let someone into the house?

As one of the twins on the throne, Fenrir, the king of the earth and the mountain, is a defective product with low intelligence. In other words, every dragon king is actually more or less defective. In order to balance the four kings, the black king strength, lest they rebel like the White King, and when they were manufactured, flaws were left.

Fenrir, who controls the power of the earth, is the largest among several dragon kings, but relatively, his intelligence is also the lowest, only about the level of a five-year-old child, and now he still calls his younger sister Yemengad (Xami) Cheng is a sister.

Recalling his brother's mentally handicapped actions in these years, Xia Mi thought of a thing that happened not long ago. On a certain morning, the island country trembled, and a certain familiar aura appeared in the east, and then disappeared.

Xia Mi, who was restless, returned to the Nibelungen, but saw countless deadpools piled up together, huddled in the corner of his brother's room, and his 60-meter-long brother was huddled in the corner like a puppy , and the dead waiters are engaged in a sport called big eyes and small eyes.

"Sister, I'm afraid..." Fenrir said this sentence very spinelessly, and since that day, Xia Mi also knew that this Nibelungen was not safe, and it was time to move again.

Due to his mental state, Fenrir can be regarded as the weakest dragon king. Once he is targeted, the consequences will be disastrous.

Xia Mi wiped his hands absently, thinking about when Fenrir saw Ender, and now that Deadpool's body has been dealt with, this is a very troublesome job, and it is usually done by professionals, but there are not many people at this time If it's appropriate, Chu Zihang and Xia Mi can only do it themselves.

Caesar and Lu Mingfei also finished their respective tasks. Hearing the louder and louder collisions outside the manor, several familiar young people got together and began to guess what kind of terrifying monster was roaring outside.

What followed was that heartbeat like a drum. The moment they heard the heartbeat, all the mixed races in the field fell to the ground. Their limbs were weak and their bodies were weak. , spit out one word in various languages: "Dragon!"

"All those who have not received combat training, take refuge in the basement!" As the owner of the manor, Elizabeth stood up: "If you can still move, follow me to get weapons and prepare to fight!"

Cowards with weak limbs flocked to the wine cellar underground of the manor, and the Laurent family took out weapons from the arsenal and distributed them to everyone.

At this moment, the sound of howling winds came from the outside world, accompanied by some kind of loud roar, some half-breeds who were not mentally strong even developed spiritual vision because of this sound, and lost the ability to fight before seeing the enemy .

Since ancient times, there has always been a strong man capable of slaying dragons who has both strength and will, and there happened to be one such strong man present. Upstairs on the dance floor, Angers had just changed into a new suit. Pinning a red rose flirtatiously, he came out of the room and looked at the fully armed crowd on the dance floor. He smiled gratifiedly, walked to Elizabeth and stroked the girl's hair.

"Put down the guns," Anger stretched out his hand and pressed down slightly: "Give us old people a little more trust, we are just a small dragon, there is no need to mobilize people like this."

Xia Mi huddled at the end of the crowd, and she could feel that outside the door was a third-generation species of the king of the sky and the wind king, who seemed to be in some kind of trouble and fell into a disadvantage in the fight with the opponent.

What Ange said was right, one head and three generations can't even do anything to Ender.

"We old guys can still move, it's not yet time for young people to make a move." Angers opened the door with a smile, a bolt of lightning struck, illuminating his silver hair, Angers showed a bright smile, and closed the room door, leaving a group of armed youths looking at each other.

"Can you do it, you guy?" Angers body and mind flickered, and he came to the side of Ander. At this moment, Ander was beating the third-generation species with his fists with stone skin and dragon power skills. Seeing Angers Come on, turned his head to the side angrily: "You don't care, this thing is very light, and it won't be hard to fight."

Most of the bodies of the first three generations are made up of some kind of strange biological tissues, those fluffy biological tissues are filled with some kind of gas, making his body far lighter than ordinary creatures.

As a brass dragon who likes blunt weapons, it is a bit troublesome to encounter such an enemy who restrains blows.

As soon as Ander's words fell, his hands turned into fists and claws, piercing into the back of the third generation species. The sound of bones and muscles being torn was heard, and a bluish-white cartilage was pulled out by Ander.

"To be honest, it's not easy to get this thing completely." Ender looked at the cartilage in his hand. If it was used in ancient times, this thing would probably be called a dragon tendon: "But it's pretty good when you pull it out." Decompressed."

Angers smiled and shook his head, the jackknife in his hand flashed past, piercing the brain from the eye socket of the third generation species, ending his dying life: "In a sense, your fishing plan is very successful, Caught a big fish."

Ander casually threw the drawn dragon tendons on the ground, and said helplessly, "But the species is wrong. I want to catch silver carp and bighead carp, but it's too boring to catch me a grass carp."

"Let's go fishing next time. When you are free, how about I invite you to go fishing for giant gentian at the beach? The fish caught in the sea are really big." Anger took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to Ender. The other party waved his hand, cleaned his body with the magic trick, and said helplessly: "Let's talk about it when the time comes. I also said to bring Mingfei to see more of the world, don't stay at home all the time, and it ended up being ruined again."

"In this case, I have a good chance." Anger's eyes lit up, and he pushed his glasses and said, "Chicago will hold an auction of dragon-related items recently, so you can take Lu Mingfei to have a look."

Ender was a little speechless. This kind of thing has always been a troublesome thing. Chicago is the Chicago of the Secret Party. The auction was chosen here because the organizer took a fancy to the strength of the Secret Party. And a meeting of this scale usually requires a A member of Kassel Academy who is strong enough to play.

This kind of thing has always been the responsibility of Angers, and Ander has always been a master who doesn't like to spend money. Now seeing Ander's eyes, Angers smiled apologetically: "I want to stay with you for more time." Accompany Lisa, just go for me once."

To which Ender responded:

"There's really nothing you can do about it, so be it."

(End of this chapter)