Dragon Clan: My Word Spirit is refreshed every week

Chapter 135 The merger of powers, the complete Dragon King!
  Zhou Xuan narrowly escaped the sudden sneak attack, but before he could launch a counterattack, the pain from all over his body caused him to stop uncontrollably.

After receiving Yan Ling: Zhulong almost face-to-face, Zhou Xuan was currently seriously injured. He was basically half-stepped into the gate of hell, with his name flashing in the book of life and death.

His body, which was originally far superior to the average first-generation species, is now in pieces. The hard dragon scales like copper poured into iron are cracked inch by inch, the flesh and blood are blurred, the bones are thick, and the internal organs are also severely damaged.

If Cassel College had a so-called labor agreement, Zhou Xuan's current injury would be considered a work-related injury, and he would be able to receive at least hundreds of millions of dollars in compensation.

At this time, all parts of Zhou Xuan's body seemed to have declared their independence and got rid of the control of his brain, leaving him paralyzed on the beach.

However, the opponent who attacked Zhou Xuan did not have any spare power to launch any more attacks.

Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, held a dark golden short sword in his hand and fell heavily in front of Zhou Xuan, stirring up dust all over the sky.

This noble first-generation species known as the "Son of the Black King" now has no good flesh on his body. He looks like a charred corpse dragged out of a fire. The carbonized dragon scales are rustling from Norton's body. The ground shattered and fell, and the few remaining traces of life force disappeared quickly and silently.

Norton struggled several times to stand up and desperately tried to stab Zhou Xuan with the short knife in his hand, but it was always in vain.

He stood up again and again, and hit the beach again, like a stranded fish that was about to die, flapping its body about to dry up.

Zhou Xuan looked at the dying Dragon King Norton lying in front of him, and felt a mixture of emotions in his heart for a moment.

It's not that he suddenly had a mother's heart, and felt that the originally aloof Norton was in a pitiful situation. Then, like many young blood comics, he cut into a touching memory episode, arranged a scene of the prodigal son turning back, and then wiped him out. White or something.

It was only the first time that Zhou Xuan felt so clearly that the war between dragon clans was so cruel and so cruel that he wanted to crush each other's bones one by one!

Even though death was imminent and his body was already badly damaged, and even the golden eyes that were originally as bright as the blazing sun had been burnt to the point where only two terrifying blood holes were left, Norton still used his hands and feet to humbly and comically He wanted to pierce the short knife in his hand into his chest.

"It's really ugly, Norton." Zhou Xuan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and stood up with difficulty.

He knew that although he had returned from the Land of Underworld, he was not yet completely out of danger.

In other words, if Zhou Xuan had not met the White King after three violent bloodsheds, Zhou Xuan might have died in the spirit of Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire.

At this time, he discovered that a strange dragon's blood appeared in his body out of thin air, which was pure and noble yet strange.

This dragon's blood seemed to have its own soul, acting as a firefighter, trying its best to maintain Zhou Xuan's broken body and prevent him from dying.

But this dragon's blood was not able to completely cure Zhou Xuan's extremely serious injuries, and could only barely maintain his life.

Zhou Xuan knew very well that this dragon's blood could not have come out of thin air. It most likely came from the woman who was crucified on the bronze pillar.

"Alas, there is no such thing as a free lunch! The woman who was suspected of being King Bai saved my life, and she must have been secretly planning something. She definitely couldn't have given me a chance to be resurrected for free because I looked good-looking. .”

"That's all, let's save our lives first. We will consider other matters in the long run. It will be difficult to pass." Zhou Xuan was enjoying the pain in his heart.

Then he bent down and wanted to take the short knife from Norton's hand, then kill Norton with the knife, seize the power of fire in the dragon king's body, and then completely become the complete dragon king, strengthen the dragon's blood, and recover from his injuries.

But under Norton's terrifying breathing sound like an old bellows, Zhou Xuan suddenly heard something.

"Constantine, are you...are you here?" Norton, whose consciousness had long since faded, said these short words repeatedly in a voice as low as a mosquito's buzz.

Hearing this, Zhou Xuan fell silent.

As his eternal sleep approaches, the Dragon King, who has played countless roles and stirred up troubles, seems to have returned to the original starting point for thousands of years.

At that time he was nobody but Constantine's brother.

Noble and powerful creatures like the Four Kings seemed to be endowed with a rich sense of tragedy and contradiction when they were first created by the Black King Nidhogg. The Black King created twins on a throne, but the purpose was not to let them support each other, but to let the Dragon Kings fight for life and death and try their best to devour each other to make up for their own shortcomings and achieve a great goal. whole.

But during those thousands of years, Norton never chose to eat Constantine, but instead carefully protected him for a long, long time.

Norton's most fundamental self-understanding of himself may not be that he is the noble Lord of Bronze and Fire, but that he is just Constantine's brother.

"Go to another world to find your Constantine. Farewell, Norton." Zhou Xuan lowered his eyebrows, picked up the short knife from Norton's hand, and put it into his chest.

That short sword is Lust among the Seven Deadly Sins, a Japanese wakizashi.

When Zhou Xuan took Norton and dived toward the bottom of the sea, he was still carrying the seven deadly sins of alchemical weapons.

Now the Seven Deadly Sins have been washed away by the ocean currents with the two of them to an unknown island.

The original sin that originally corresponded to Dragon King Norton was rage, which was the heavy saber among the seven deadly sins.

But now Norton is so weak that he is about to die, and even the dagger of lust can kill him.

Zhou Xuan pulled Lu Lu out of Norton's chest, but no blood flowed out, and the hideous wound was as pale as a dead fish.

With a breath that sounded like a ghost from hell, Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, died completely.

Unlike his countless previous deaths, this death will not usher in a new beginning, but the twins of the Bronze and Fire Kings may reunite in eternal silence.

After launching the final blow, Zhou Xuan fell straight onto the soft beach. Although he grimaced in pain, he still let out a long breath.

"It's finally over..." He looked up at the starry night sky.

The bright moon like a white jade plate is embedded high in the deep blue sky. Countless stars are not obscured by the light pollution of the city. They are twinkling and very peaceful.

The sea breeze with a slight salty smell, accompanied by the sound of rolling waves, quietly lingered in my ears.

Zhou Xuan felt the two powers of fire gradually merge into one within his body, and the dragon's blood boiled again, like a crystal clear spring rain falling on the long-dried land.

The heart in the chest beat powerfully again, with hot dragon blood flowing at high speed throughout the body, quickly repairing the broken and damaged internal organs, muscles and bones.

Zhou Xuan felt as if he had returned to his soft and comfortable big bed, and a long feeling of sleep filled his heart uncontrollably.

He slowly closed his eyes and fell into the deepest sleep.

As Zhou Xuan fell asleep, a large ball of white thread suddenly emerged from his body.

Those silk threads penetrated deeply into the earth downwards, like tree roots absorbing nutrients, and quickly intertwined and intertwined upwards, forming a pure white cocoon, wrapping Zhou Xuan airtightly in it.

On a remote and inaccessible island, a grand rebirth is quietly taking place.

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Distance Yan Ling: More than a month after the Zhulong outbreak, in a secret military hospital somewhere in China, in a single ward with bright and clean windows.

Chu Zihang, who was wearing a hospital gown, sat on the hospital bed and stared blankly at the green and rich tree crowns swaying gently in the breeze outside the window.

His face was still expressionless, and there was a fruit basket, two Japanese knives and a thick document on the bedside table.

(End of this chapter)