Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 469 The Second Coming of the Son
Underground, Finger got up from the ground again, the wound on his neck was still healed, he punched Dracula's tailbone with a punch, the sound of bone breaking sounded, and the ferocious smile on Dracula's face was one of them. stiff.

"Aren't you pretending to be dead these days and still being a qualified Kassel student?" Finger punched Dracula's side abdomen again, and the huge force made clear punch marks appear on Dracula's abdomen , Black and red blood spit out from Dracula's mouth, he fell powerlessly, his thin body lying on the ground, trembling, spitting out organ fragments one after another.

Lu Mingfei rushed over, and five spiked fingers passed through Dracula's spine, leaving five hideous blood holes on his back.

"To be honest, you scared me to death." Lu Mingfei breathed a sigh of relief, pulled his fingers out of Dracula's back, and said to Fingel: "I feel like his spine is broken, you That was hard enough."

The other party gave him a thumbs up: "The main reason is that your milk is more qualified, and I think it is more reliable for you to play milk virtue."

"This isn't World of Warcraft, I can't do double cultivation." Lu Mingfei flicked the blood on his finger, and Parker stood up from the ground beside him, and said hesitantly: "Um, did you forget something. "

"What?" Before Lu Mingfei could react, he saw Parker quietly pointing at the little hellhound demon crouching in the darkness. The other party had just bit Dracula, winning a precious opportunity for them.

Now the three of them looked at the hellhound, who let out a low bark, then passed Lu Mingfei's feet at an astonishing speed, and ran into the dark corridor behind him.

"What's the situation?" Lu Mingfei was a little uncertain, and then he saw the corners of Parker's eyes twitching: "You know that a Cerberus is a dog, right?"

"En." Lu Mingfei nodded

"Like most dogs, they have the characteristics of moving in packs," Parker panicked: "The dogs above must have been released, let's go quickly."

"Don't worry," Fingel stood up, his clothes were gone again, his muscular muscles shimmered with sweat in the cold air: "We still have to ask some questions."

As he spoke, he walked up to Dracula and grabbed the other person's hair. As a former top student in Kassel, he knew that Dracula's vitality would not be so fragile. All over the place, already dying.

"What are you doing here? Fingal speaks English, and with this 1.8-meter-eight figure, it is very intimidating.

Dracula's eyes trembled a few times, and he turned to Parker, a member of the doom faction who was hiding aside, and said a name that everyone didn't expect: "Dragon King Zero..."

Lu Mingfei had just removed the tree skin technique from his body. He was stunned for a moment when he heard the name, his fingers trembled slightly in his trouser pockets, and his feet began to feel restless. Fingel remained expressionless and continued to ask: "What is that?"

Dracula's lips moved a few times, and Finger put his ear close to him, and heard the other party say in non-standard Chinese next to his ear:
"Can't Google, idiot..."

boom!
Fingal smashed Dracula's head to the ground, and lifted it up again, revealing the blurred face.

At this time, Lu Mingfei who was next to him spoke up. He walked up to Dracula and asked, "What is the golden holy liquid? Why do you call me the holy son?"

"About the golden holy liquid, it is the legendary evolved hybrid body fluid, a non-toxic substance that can promote the evolution of others." Fingel explained: "In the legend, Siegfried bathed in dragon blood, not only did not After dying, he evolved into a higher existence, and his body fluids became golden liquid."

Dracula raised his eyes upwards, looked at Lu Mingfei, and suddenly gasped loudly: "Holy Son, the evolution we are looking for has already been achieved!..."

His voice sounded like crying and laughing, mist came out of his skin, Yan Ling vampiric sickle was activated again, the wind whizzed across the cheeks of several people, Finger grabbed Lu Mingfei and pulled him to the side The van runs off.

Dracula's changes were still going on. If Ender was here, he would definitely recognize that this was the Secret Party's secret technique: Violent Blood.

In fact, many forces have this secret skill to improve the mixed race, but the Secret Party may be the first organization to systematically summarize the principle. Through alchemy techniques and psychological hints, a part of the dragon in the mixed race is amplified, so as to achieve the goal of improving bloodlines. Purpose.

But in this process, the balance between dragons and humans is easily broken, so the secret party divided the liberation of dragon blood into several stages, but what Dracula did at this time has already surpassed this level.

He has completely given up on the humanity in his heart, and the power of the dragon continues to expand. According to the statistics of the secret party, the descendants of the third stage of violent blood will become dragons. Now, the dragon blood in Dracula's body has already surpassed this level.

He is turning into a bomb, a dragon's blood bomb, using his own life as gunpowder, blooming the brilliance of that moment.

"Come on, we should run!"

Fingel yelled at Parker, while Lu Mingfei pulled the brakes, and the truck started slowly, driving towards the end of the railroad track.

Parker climbed onto the truck at the last moment. He looked back and saw the swelled Dracula and countless golden pupils glowing in the darkness. They were dogs attracted by the noise.

The truck drove towards the darkness, Dracula's speech spirit field had been opened to the maximum, and the power of the vampiric sickle was gradually increasing. The former ancestor of the Lu family, Lu Shanyan, had used this speech spirit to injure the Dragon King. At this moment, the wind has turned into The sharpest knife can cut through everything in the world.

The hellhounds rushed up, and then turned into countless fragments in the wind. The blood storm roared again. Dracula smiled and looked at the disappearing trucks. They couldn't escape. This is an underground closed space. , Waiting for the speech spirit to fully erupt, the dust and bone fragments in these storms will turn into the sharpest bullets and devour them.

At this time, Dracula saw a pair of ruthless golden pupils. It was a hellhound with black scales. It was transformed from a Shiba Inu. Dissipated, Cerberus lowered his head and looked at Dracula indifferently, as if mocking his overreach.

White silk threads gushed out from under its scales, stuck to the minced meat on the ground, and also wrapped those hell dogs who wanted to escape. Under Dracula's fanatical gaze, a giant white cocoon appeared in front of him.

There was a creaking sound from the giant cocoon, Dracula's eyes widened, the giant cocoon cracked, and a huge black snake drilled out of it, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed Dracula into his belly.

"It turns out that this is the Holy Son..."

No one knew Dracula's last words, only the sound of the black snake crawling on the ground was heard far and wide.

(End of this chapter)