Chapter 297

It's like a palace where giants gather.

Xia Mi reached out to touch the copper pot on the throne.

The smell inside was quite familiar to her. Constantine was mentally disabled just like Fenrir, but Fenrir was much more courageous than him. There was no comparison between the two.

As one of the twin sons of the King of Bronze and Fire, Constantine holds the power of fire. He "went to the top of the mountain of flames and melted the ocean of bronze there." It was an extremely violent power.

Not far away, Norton's men died as if they were being dissected, and the dragon's blood gathered into a puddle. If the situation was optimistic, Xia Mi would happily absorb nutrients to restore his condition, but it was absolutely impossible for someone to give up the real loot. She would have He saw through the guy who was always ready to overstep. If it hadn't been for the blood alliance, he would have been in danger.

The moment his slender fingers touched the copper pot, the originally invisible mark appeared in Xia Mi's palm. Midgard, in Norse mythology, is the deep sea world where Jormungandr is imprisoned, and it is also the atrium surrounded by Jormungandr. , the two sides seem to be entangled by fate.

"what are you planning to do."

With his right wrist clasped, Xia Mi looked up at the figure that suddenly appeared, with only coldness and the majesty of a monarch in his eyes.

"This is the right question for me to ask. I provided you with shelter when you were weak and allowed your bloodline to grow many times. You should know that you were initially used as a food reserve. As a minister, you should get out of the way. I can be this That didn’t happen.”

Jiang Yuan twisted his wrist and pushed forward fiercely. Xia Mi slashed horizontally with the sword with his other hand, but was held up by Cong. He pressed her right wrist with huge force and hit her chest. It immediately turned into an afterimage and embedded itself behind her. of the palace walls.

The chaotic air waves and elemental currents stirred up in the space, and the whole Baidi City was wailing endlessly. This attack did not spare any effort on someone, and the reason why the opponent was not brought to the verge of death on the spot was because the "eye" was hit and disrupted the energy in the body. force integration.

"Are you kidding me, Jormungandr? Dragons are the strong ones who have everything. You don't really think of yourself as a human being."

Xia Mi stood up from the ruins of the collapsed wall and wiped the blood from the wound at the corner of his eye. His own ancient authority, Xuanju, was activated. It had nothing to do with elements. It was a pure physical enhancement. Xuanju could refer to ants in ancient times. This This creature can lift 400 times its own weight, and its explosive blessing is extremely outstanding.

The two sides collided, Jiang Yuan summoned Quan's armor, and allowed the opponent to hit his abdomen with explosive force. His eyes were broken, and the armor shattered. At the same time, Quan's blade suddenly appeared and hit Xia Mi's shoulder with the back of the blade, killing half of his body. The keel of the body was instantly shattered into powder, and the heart and various organs were mashed into flesh.

The armor forged after many accumulations returned to normal in the blink of an eye. The essence of Quan Armor is the spirit of speech.

Xia Mi used the dragon's tail to support the ground, and stabbed the opponent's chin with the only intact arm. But at this moment, the future body lifted his legs from behind and stepped down from her, stepping on her arms into the ground, and released the brass of the wings to lock the world. The chains penetrated the body and interlocked tightly, and the short battle ended completely.

"Not even a sub-adult, what are you struggling with."

The future and past bodies dissipated, Jiang Yuan put away his power blade and power armor, and fought against the incomplete monarch. He only needed to amplify his own advantages. His strength and defense were far superior to those of his opponent. A single exchange of blows would make the battle clear. Not to mention there are two qualified weapons.

Xia Mi closed his eyes and didn't want to speak. His whole body ached terribly. Even for the Dragon King, this level could be considered a serious injury. The moment he activated the Xuanju but was ignored, the outcome was already doomed.

"Constantine belongs to me. One of the next generation will belong to you, and I will use the other one." Jiang Yuan said calmly, with the blood alliance, this guy is innocent and not afraid of death. He dares to refuse to communicate with him even after he is dead. When he waits for the divine body Formed, the effectiveness of the blood alliance will cease to exist.

"I want to drink some soup, you owe me." Xia Mi said harshly.

Jiang Yuan nodded, and a black scarf condensed with the power of reincarnation appeared in the palm of his hand. He leaned over and wrapped the scarf around the other person's eyes. Xia Mi suddenly panicked. "What are you doing! I can't have children!"

Jiang Yuan carried the guy into the Kingdom of Huangquan. The cold wind was blowing at the top of the snow-capped mountains. A copper pillar stood up from the ground. He tied Xia Mi to the copper pillar with a black silk scarf. In the dragon culture, the copper pillar is not only for records. History is also a tool to punish sinful blood. Nidhogg once imprisoned the White King in the ice field for endless years.

Drawing lessons from the past, wisps of darkness fell all around, preventing anyone from approaching the snowy mountains to prevent the prisoners from bewitching the lambs.

"I hope that when you come next time, you have adjusted your mentality. The Black King is my prey, and there is no room for others to interfere."

"I am the leader of the camp!"

"Then you will regret it slowly."

Jiang Yuan returned to Baidi City. He picked up the copper can, touched the ground with one hand, and used the Underworld Divine Kingdom to put the entire city, including the two next-generation seeds, into it. Norton's study has not been found yet. The knowledge of the peak of alchemy is very important. At the same time, the definition of existence eliminates hidden dangers, and the seven deadly sins that were originally about to be moved are solidified by darkness.

……

The entire river area was turbulent. A rare heavy rain pounded the river surface. Dozens of large and small whirlpools were created due to the collision of monarchs. The Monyach struggled to maintain balance in the wind and rain.

Professor Mance sat at the door of the captain's cabin and kept puffing smoke to numb his anxiety. Mescal and Natsuhihara lost contact the moment they went down. The thick river water could not cover the dragon's roar, and the situation was obviously in crisis.

At a certain moment, as the bow of the ship sank, the turbulent wind and clouds immediately subsided. The elements that could not be observed by the naked eye lost their existence like a dead silence. The indescribable aura of terror descended. Every hybrid on the Monyach felt At this point, my breathing is becoming stagnant.

Everyone stood there like puppets, motionless. In front of this majesty, even trembling seemed to be transgression. They were not qualified to kneel down and pray. Like the stones on the roadside, the outcome was arbitrary and beyond their control.

"Patsy Gattuso."

The dragon-formed life form approached, and its voice was as loud as a bell striking at the bottom of the heart. It was so indifferent that it chilled people to the bone. This voice was very recognizable, but it also made the crew members unbelievable.

Patsy gritted his teeth. This action alone had exhausted all his strength, let alone his own spiritual purity.

The scaly palm came down, the power of reincarnation was activated, the soul was shattered, and the information was extracted. No matter what the reason why Percy was valued by Pompeii, it was meaningless given the absolute gap.

Jiang Yuan destroyed the body of "Anthony" and left. The people on the Monyach would return to the secret party with news, and the stars would roll in. This was the original purpose of Mescal's identity.

After someone left, Professor Mance managed to regain some composure from his trance. The bad weather outside subsided, and the sun shone through the dark clouds, but he knew that a truly bad situation might have already occurred.

"Norma, this is the Monyach. The Kuimen plan failed. Mescal rebelled. It is initially judged that it is... a pure-blood dragon."

(End of this chapter)

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