Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 551 I'm Coming to Kill You (Two in One)

In the wine cellar, Passy saw Caesar's real posture through the dim yellow light from the light bulb above.

"Is this the so-called Holy Son?" At this moment, Paxi finally understood the true meaning of the so-called "Holy Son" in the family records. It was genuine and as powerful as a gift from a god.

Caesar crushed the wooden board under his feet, and stood in front of Passy unhurriedly: "Holy Son, I'm a little embarrassed to say that."

"After being taken away by Ender, through the ceremony, he became the holy son of the Bahamut sect, the next generation bishop," Percy stated the information found in the family database word by word: "This gesture, indeed It is worthy of the word Holy Son."

"Oh, is that all? The family must have despised me too much." Caesar moved his fingers, pretending to be relaxed.

Passy moved his wrist, and the blade turned accordingly. The cold light shone like wolf teeth under the moon: "That's the family's trust in you, Caesar."

"I'm talking about trust, I'm just afraid of Mr. Ander." Caesar also held the hammer in his hand. No, in the hands of Caesar who showed his true posture at this moment, the hammer was already a bit short.
Like a scepter.

It is the scepter!

Caesar was like an emperor, pointing the authority in his hands to Passy. It was a signal for thousands of troops to charge, and it was an irresistible order issued by the king.

Under this order, Patsy finally moved. There was no tricky cutting path, nor flexible steps. There was only a charge, only a charge that left everything behind!
boom!
An air wave burst out from between the two of them, and the shock wave that erupted was like a thunderbolt, smashing the surrounding wooden barrels for aging fine wine to pieces.

Is this kind of power, this kind of aura, really what human beings can emit?
Of course it is possible, it must be possible!
Because this is the courage of Caesar, the man destined to be emperor.

Among the rolled up smoke and dust, the figures of the two people gradually became clear. Passy's knife was lying in front of him. knife, the two actually fell into a stalemate.

How could this be so? Could there be a more powerful bloodline than Caesar in this world, and a more powerful spirit than Caesar?
If it is said that Caesar's combat power is one hundred at the moment, then Percy, who is a mixed race, probably doesn't even have fifty, but with the special training of the Gattuso family, Ender's blood, and the With bloody skills and all kinds of superimpositions, Percy's combat power is no less than two hundred!

That's right, if you want to fight against a giant dragon, you have to turn yourself into a giant dragon.

During this stalemate, terrifying heat radiated from Passy's skin. As the shadow of the Gattuso family, how could Passy not have the blood that the secret party is proud of.

Relying on self-suggestion, awakening the giant dragon in the heart, and running wildly on the road of self-destruction, this is the secret party's method of slaying the dragon.

Way to die with the dragon!
"In the first level of violent blood, the content of dragon blood is increased by 5.00%. In this state, my strength will increase to three times of the original," Paxi said expressionlessly, his complexion flushed, and white mist emitted from his hair. : "Thanks to the blood of Bahamut, my bloodline is much more controllable."

"Five hundred catties, this is not enough to see, come on, let me be more excited!"

Caesar looked crazy, with long golden hair scattered behind his back, like a lion's mane, roaring towards Paci.

Afterwards, the muscles in Caesar's arm swelled, and his terrifying strength suddenly increased by another layer. This fragile balance was instantly broken.

"Caesar, give up, if this goes on, I won't be able to stop." Percy frowned slightly, admonishing calmly.

Caesar didn't care about these, and continued to use force, the ball at the top of the scepter almost touched Percy's forehead: "Then let me see, see how far you can do it!"

Hearing Caesar's roar, Paxi's face froze, and in the next second, more terrifying heat radiated from him: "The second level of violent blood, the content of dragon blood has increased by [-]%, and the power will reach the previous two levels. ten times!"

Under the increase of violent blood, Paxi, whose strength has been increased by [-] times, has reached the strength of a thousand catties. This is a power that only exists in legends and does not belong to human beings. From this moment, Paxi has already stepped on inhuman path.

"That's it?" Caesar pretended to be relaxed and said, but he didn't dare to relax his hand at all. With physical strength alone, he could no longer restrain Paxi.

"It's not like this."

call!
At that moment, Percy's figure suddenly disappeared. He made a movement that humans could not react to, bypassing Caesar's blockade, entering the opponent's gap from the side, and then put the hunting knife on Caesar's belt. above the scaly neck.

"Whether it's the nerve response or the leg muscles, it's all improved." Passy withdrew the knife and squinted at Caesar: "Next time, I won't keep my hand."

"That's it?" Caesar laughed, the scepter in his hand was like a huge boulder, slamming to the side, the hammer was like a thunderbolt, and he was about to kill Percy at this moment: "You are still far away! "

Paxi didn't evade this powerful blow, and when the hammer was about to hit him, finally, a deep and hoarse Dragon Wen was sung from Paxi's mouth.

Yanling · Dust-free land!
The voice of the King of Wind is like a violent hurricane, and the dustless place of God descends in the world, and will wipe out everything in the world.

If the dust-free land before just used the wind to push away the objects in it, then the scene is to use the wind blade to smash everything in it.

Caesar was caught in this incomparable storm, and then his body was blown away like a rag, and blood rained from the sky, mixing with the same bright red wine.

"The violent blood will not only strengthen my body, but also the spirit of words will be strengthened at the same time." Passy walked out of the smoke, just like the previous time: "You have no hope, Caesar, you will never be able to pass the blockade of the dust-free land .”

"Ahem, that's it?" Caesar's voice was a little weak, but his tone was as strong as ever. At this moment, he had almost become a blood man, with countless small openings in his skin, and blood flowed out from it, staining the ground under his feet red.

"Don't be so hard on Caesar, you will die."

"Stubborn?" Caesar smiled and shook his head: "I still have a lot of useless things."

"Your word spirit, the weasel, is just an aid, and has no effect on me." Percy shook his head, pointing the hunting knife in his hand at Caesar: "Admit it, Caesar, you are at the end of your rope."

"It's a good idiom. If I were in the past, maybe I could only rely on foreign objects like guns to fight you."

Caesar laughed, he was laughing at Passy's ignorance, and he was also laughing at the smoothness of the battle.

But does Caesar really have nothing to do with Passy? Indeed, as Passy said, Caesar’s speech spirit is Kamaitachi, an auxiliary speech spirit, which allows Caesar to know Passy’s location with his eyes closed, but Unable to break through the opponent's solid defense.

However, from the beginning of the battle until now, Caesar has been using his own body.

The spirit of speech, as well as the magic from Bahamut, have never been used.

At this moment, Caesar extinguished the flashlight he was wearing on his chest, and then kicked up, a cork flew up, smashing the incandescent light bulb on the ceiling.

"Now, let's play in the dark."

Kamaitachi danced wildly on the wind, bringing his master the needed news.

Losing the light, not only did not restrain Caesar, but made his footsteps more brisk. He walked through the darkness, and the weasel brought the sound of the wind, telling him the location of the dust-free land.

Compared with the auxiliary weasel, the consumption of Passiyan Ling Clean Land is much higher. If this fight continues, it will definitely be Caesar's victory.

One second passed, two seconds passed...

Just as Caesar expected, a few seconds later, the word spirit domain of the Clean Land disappeared from Kamaitachi's vision.

Tread...Tap!

"It's now!"

"It's now!"

At this moment, two different voices resounded in the basement at the same time in such a tacit agreement, and the disappearing domain reappeared, in order to catch Caesar by surprise.

call!
The sickle weasel in the wind was wiped out in the dust-free land, but Percy didn't feel Caesar's position. Could it be that the other party hasn't entered the scope of the domain yet?
What does he want to do, what can he do? !

"God said, let there be light!"

In the darkness, there came a low voice, like the whisper of a god. To Passy, ​​it was a language similar to Dragon's language, but inside it was completely different. From Caesar's mouth, it was like a declaration of war. , obviously did not understand, but Percy understood what he meant.

Let there be light!
You don’t even need any knowledge of linguistics, because at the moment this sentence was uttered, light fell from the sky and wrapped Caesar in it. Bright white light flashed in the dark secret room, like a flash bomb, blurring Passy’s vision. line of sight.

But this was just the beginning. In the beam of light, Caesar pointed the scepter in his hand to the sky, and the prayer came out of his mouth, but it was not a humble request, but a deal with the gods in an equal tone.

At this moment, Caesar's body swelled again under the divine spell, a platinum halo stretched from his feet, and the scepter in his hand was also shining, and the world seemed to be coated with a layer of platinum light .

Crusader cape!
Magic weapon!

But this was not enough. During the prayer, a platinum shield appeared on Caesar's body, and then under the shield, the scales on Caesar's skin began to grow a glass-like carapace, covering the whole body.

Pious Shield!

Stone Skin!
The light slowly dissipated, and it was only at this moment that Percy could clearly see Caesar's current appearance. He was covered with diamond-like armor, and a white-gold light flashed on his skin from time to time, and the weapon in his hand was shining even more. Dazzling like the stars in the sky.

"Now is the time for the battle to begin!"

Caesar's face was hidden under the stone armor brought by the stone skin technique, and Percy couldn't see clearly, but this did not prevent him from standing upright at that moment.

What kind of feeling was that, like being stared at by a thousand lions, making every muscle and every nerve of Percy scream horribly.

Although he didn't want to admit it, facing Caesar at this moment, he was scared.

I was so scared that I wanted to run away, and I was so scared that I wanted to raise my hands to surrender. I was so scared that my legs were trembling now, and the clothes behind me were already wet with sweat.

But he couldn't escape, and he didn't want to escape. He just clenched his knife and sent an invitation to the monster in front of him to fight.

"Come on then!"

Let's fight, let's fight, fight until the blood is drained, fight until the flesh and blood are scorched, fight until every cell is obliterated by it.

This is what Passy, ​​the shadow weapon of the Gattuso family, should do.

boom!
White water mist spouted from Paxi's skin again, not only the water, but also the little bit of blood evaporated together, white scales formed on his body, the balance originally achieved by Ander's blood, now This moment was completely broken.

Tier [-] violent blood!

At this moment, Passy's body has completely transformed into a Deadpool. This is a means of returning to the enemy, and it is also the reliance of the Secret Party for many years of rule.

This kind of skill, even the veterans of the executive department, is impossible to master, but Percy can use it, because he is born with a defective product with a problematic bloodline.

He was also complete, but facing Caesar, Percy chose to tear off this completeness, return to that incomplete self, and use the strength gained at this price to fight him for the final blow.

Under the action of violent blood, the Lingling Domain in the Clean Land went completely berserk. A terrifying storm broke out on the edge of the originally calm domain. The air was spinning like a knife cutting through everything that dared to get close.

This is the end, whether Caesar's spear is strong enough, or Percy's shield can block this terrifying blow, will be revealed at this moment!
In the eyes of the two who almost sparked, Caesar began to charge, charging forward without hesitation.

What kind of momentum was that? Caesar was an army by himself at this moment. When his legs stepped on the ground, the ground trembled, and when he waved his hands, the air trembled.

Even if there are thousands of troops, they will flee when they see Caesar at this time!

Boom, swish, swish!
At this moment, at this moment, Caesar crashed into Percy's spiritual domain without hesitation, the wind cut his body, pushed him away with the mighty force of nature, tore him apart, and wanted to devour his flesh and blood , sucking his marrow.

But would Caesar be afraid of this kind of unknown thing? He raised his arms and wanted to move on.

Click! ...

The platinum shield shattered.

Boom!
The stone armor was constantly damaged in the wind, how could stone be more powerful than weathering, and it was shattered into slag within a few seconds after Caesar stepped into the field.

But Caesar was still charging, and the whirlwind that smashed the boulders seemed to him no more than a breeze on the face, and his eyes were burning with fire, and blood spurted from the healing wound on his skin, but he was still going, going, only go ahead!
What terrifying perseverance, what terrifying power, even the third-order blood-strengthening Yan Ling couldn't stop it.

This is Caesar's domineering!

Bully bully bully bully!

He raised the scepter in his hand, the divine power wrapped around the scepter, and blasted towards Paxi's head with unparalleled strength.

This holy blow with the power of Bahamut, what else can resist it, can Paxi, who is a third-order violent blood, block it?
Of course not!
boom!boom!boom!boom!
Paxi's body flew out at this moment, blood gushed out of his mouth like a fountain, and the annoying language domain also disappeared at this moment.

The world is quiet.

Caesar stands on the ground, watching his fallen brother.

He won.

(End of this chapter)