Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 354: Forged by Hatred, the Secret King Takes a Break

a minute ago.

The message from Bu Shun appeared on Xia Mi and Ling's personal terminals:

"Ladies, prepare to put an end to this farce."

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"A farce? ...Maybe."

From beginning to end, Ling's eyes never left Lu Mingfei.

Ever since following the secretary's instructions and stepping into the singularity, Ling and Xia Mi have been in a "ghost" state.

Unable to contact others and unable to interfere with anything in reality.

Just like... the audience outside the screen.

Perhaps it was because there was no "close connection" between the two of them and the story that was happening.

They could only be spectators, watching the protagonist of the story - Chu Zihang, and Lu Mingfei, who got into the Maybach with Chu Zihang under the guidance of Bu Shun, from afar in the "corner".

"You are like this now?"

When Ling thought about this in his heart, he recalled his past self who was ignorant of the world.

In her eyes, the Lu Mingfei in the past was just like herself.

It was like a small white flower quietly growing in the snow, or like a piece of white paper that had been smeared with nothing on it, and it even made her feel a sense of pity.

It's a pity... fate has destined them not to live in ignorance like this.

As Chu Lu and the other man woke up, they started fighting.

Modules of different sizes slid and combined silently, and the structural weapons also transformed in her hands.

A pure white sniper rifle with light blue energy lines flowing at every joint, full of a sense of technology, was raised by Zero.

The petite girl with white-blonde hair took a deep look at her roommate, and from her face filled with coldness and hatred, she found a "feeling" similar to her current self.

That is - hatred.

Failed because of someone;
Because of whom he was robbed;

Who made me who I am today?

What connects everything is hatred, a flame that never extinguishes in a cold heart.

It is this strongest emotion in the world that maintains their bodies that should have lost everything, making them wander in this world like ghosts... just to find the only relief, the possibility of letting go of everything.

The life of "Renata Yevgeni Chicherin" was a life of abandonment and plunder.

She finally found her only faith and support in the boy called "Zero".

Hatred burned away her past, and Renata no longer existed.

Instead, a girl named "Zero" was born.

From that day on, what remained in her heart was no longer hatred, but a feeling that was "hotter than hope, deeper than despair"... So Zero would no longer be confused, and the rest of her life would be lived only for one person.

When she saw Lu Mingfei being blown away by Odin's storm and spitting blood, she tightened the gun in her hand, and beneath her seemingly cold appearance, an even colder murderous intent was brewing.

"how about you?"

Ling was muttering in his mind words that he would never say to Xia Mi.

What is the cause of the anger that is lingering in your heart?
How can you relieve the resentment in your heart and get rid of this misfortune?

So she took the bloody index finger from Xia Mi.

The slender index finger, which still retained body temperature, fell on Ling's even smaller palm, but the touch felt like some kind of hard stone rather than the softness of a girl's skin.

Even with her current analytical ability in constructing weapons, she was unable to analyze the strange abilities contained in this finger, and could only get a lot of "Unknown" hints.

The dragon blood in her body seemed to be afraid of something. Even if she tried to open her mirror pupil, everything she saw was shattered...

——Perhaps this is the "secret" of why Xia Mi was able to kill Norton.

But just like she won't tell others her real age, Zero won't try to touch the secrets of her classmates. She is good at suppressing her curiosity. When performing tasks, she is like a mirror reflecting others, and will only respond in accordance with the needs of others.

She asked nothing and said nothing.

Just treat this index finger as a bullet, fill it into the cylinder of the super sniper rifle that the structural weapon has transformed into, and adapt it to the corresponding shooting assistance mode.

Using some unknown method, Xia Mi stopped the bleeding from the severed finger. Her eyes were covered by the shadow cast by her bangs. She watched her roommate's meticulous movements, her lips moving slightly.

She suddenly asked, "How's your shooting skill?"

Like a puppet who only knows how to follow orders, Zero, who was adjusting the sniper rifle and shooting angle, raised his head and said calmly: "The structural weapon will automatically aim at the target."

As long as she aims and frames the target, her mind and machine will automatically lock onto the vital points for her.

Now even Lu Mingfei can't beat her in shooting skills.

"By the power of technology?"

Most of the time, machines are more accurate than humans. Even the proud Dragon King has to trust Zero's skills - after all, she has never beaten her in the shooting events at the academy.

Xia Mi nodded and said calmly, "I'll leave it to you, Zero."

"Kill him... that's what you think in your heart, right?"

Simple words, but unconsciously aroused the venom hidden in people's hearts. Ling narrowed his eyes, raised his swan-like white neck, and slightly opened his blood-red lips:

“I hate it.”

Standing high above, looking down upon all living beings...Why should such a god exist?

Her God... just one is enough.

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A strange heartbeat appeared in the black box that Chu Tianjiao was holding tightly.

It was a heavy roar, as if the gears hanging high in the sky began to rotate, the iron hammer fell, and the torrent that washed away all things ran through ancient and modern times, and no life could bear its weight.

"Ugh..."

There was a sound of something hitting the water.

As a mixed-race, Chu Tianjiao was the first one who was unable to resist and fell to his knees weakly.

A choking sob came out of his mouth, his lungs seemed to be filled with mud and water, and every nerve was wailing... It seemed that a group of dead souls were telling him to surrender! Surrender! Surrender!

The huge shouts rose and fell in my ears like thunder.

Like... the horn of fate!!
The box was shaking, and the silver world tree emblem on the black lid was stained with an ominous yellow rust. The continuous pulsation made it seem as if it was about to jump out of Chu Tianjiao's arms.

Standing beside Chu Tianjiao, holding Bu Shun, who was lying dead beside Lu Mingfei, in one hand, he stretched out his other big hand.

He held the black box in his hand.

Both Chu Zihang and Odin stopped their actions at this moment, because they were also unable to avoid the influence of the heartbeat in the box.

But lightning and white mist kept flashing between the mouth and nose of the eight-legged Pegasus, but at this moment it raised its neck stubbornly, as if unwilling to kneel down to the master of its heartbeat.

Lu Mingfei blinked blankly and unexpectedly made eye contact with the eight-legged horse.

Why do you... He seemed to see confusion in Sleipnir's eyes.

He did not feel any oppression at all, and even felt the boiling of dragon blood in his body for the first time in a long time - but it was precisely this point that made him feel incredible.

The "Dragon Power" was taken from Lu Mingze in the sea of ​​consciousness after he mastered the power of the God's Name, and was therefore completely under his control. After the battle with Norton, the dragon blood in his body fell dormant, and the power of the God's Name was greatly weakened. It is said that it will take several months to recover.

But at this moment, power suddenly surged out of his body.

The dormant dragon blood was fully revived in an instant, and even further, allowing him to vaguely hear Lu Mingze's voice after a long time:

'Get away from that thing!'

Not sure if it was an illusion, but the voice of the little devil that Lu Mingfei heard actually contained undisguised disgust? And even hostility?

“Brother Shun!” Lu Mingfei shouted quickly, “This thing doesn’t look good!”

After taking a meaningful look at the lively Lu Mingfei, Bu Shun, as the only one who was not affected, casually shook the box in his hand:

"The creator of all things, the end of all things, the black wings that carry all the dead, the ruler of the wheel of fate... The Black King has so many titles."

Bu Shun's gaze suddenly collided with Odin's, and clearly visible ripples burst out in the heavy rain.

The next moment, he suddenly threw the box in his hand into the air.

The clearly audible sound of shattering and the thunderous heartbeat instantly drowned out all other noises.

Like a spider extending its sharp claws, something silent and quiet was released from the box, covering the Nibelungen that should have been completely controlled by Odin!
Bu Shun's figure also disappeared from the spot, along with the huge darkness that suddenly expanded in the air.

"The disordered wheel of fate, the god who controls all chaotic images..."

"I'll take care of it."

But the two words he left behind still made Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who remained where they were, suddenly feel an incomparable sense of security.

　Updated, let’s eat, family.

　　(End of this chapter)