Dragon Clan: Retired Death, goes to work to slay dragons

On the roof of the car, Jiang Shouyun clenched the handle of the knife that pierced the roof with his left hand, looking at the waves of spiritual pressure in his right hand.

The blue ripples that kept flashing in the rain reflected the deep blue eyes.

He felt that his spirit body became more and more active after entering this world.

——It's like the cage that restrains the soul suddenly becomes bigger.

The originally suppressed spirit power was constantly pouring out, causing ripples to appear around his body shrouded in the rain, as if he was covered with a pale white spirit coat.

It kept fluttering wildly in the roaring wind and rain, isolating the special power that tried to invade the body.

"Dragon? There is also... a word spirit involving rules?"

Naturally, he heard Chu Zihang's father's explanation and gained an understanding of "dragons" and "hybrid species".

I guess "Deadpool" is the monster that I killed before. As for the power they use, it is the so-called "Word Spirit".

Leveraging the power of rules through chanting "Dragon Wen" is somewhat similar to "Ghost Way".

One is "rules" and the other is "spirit".

However, Jiang Shouyun was most interested in another discovery.

"The Nibelungen...the land of the dead?"

Jiang Shouyun murmured in a low voice, and a smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth: "Interesting, so interesting, there are such interesting things in this world."

He could feel that his control over this body was far beyond his imagination.

But it's not that the spirit body and the body are blending together, it's just that the spirit body is forcibly controlling the body. It feels like a Russian matryoshka doll, giving him a strong sense of separation.

This situation would never happen in the "present world" because the "life" and "death" in the outside world are constantly circulating.

In this world, everything has a "spirit".

Once something dies, the spirit body will break away from itself, be exposed to the outside world and gradually escape, then turn into an ownerless "spirit", and finally condense into a strange "spirit".

Dead, like water disappearing into water.

——This is what the world calls "reincarnation of life and death."

There is no concept of "life" in the Soul Society. Flowers, plants and trees are all composed of "spirits".

The so-called "land of the dead" Nibelungen is somewhat different from Soul Society.

"This is a space with its own independent operating rules. The concept and rules of 'life' have been weakened to the extreme."

Jiang Shouyun stretched out his hand towards the rain curtain, and his spiritual coat quietly dissipated. When his skin came into contact with the rain, it was so cold that it froze his heart.

"In this world with special rules, flowers, trees, gravel, and rainwater are all 'killed' by the rules and remain in a 'dead' state, and all 'spirits' escape into the air."

The cycle of "life" and "death" is cut off.

Those black shadows, flowers, plants and trees are just a bunch of empty shells without souls.

The feeling given to Jiang Shouyun is a bit like...

"Righteous body?"

Thinking of this, Jiang Shouyun was stunned for a moment.

The righteous skeleton is a container used by the god of death to carry his own spirit body in order to facilitate his movement in the world. With the righteous skeleton, it can be seen by living people.

He suddenly discovered that the power of this world seemed to have many similarities with the power of Soul Society?

At the same time, the atmosphere in the car relaxed a lot.

"To put it simply, your bloodline is different from others."

The man scratched his head and said with some distress: "Forget it, let's not talk about this for now. I will explain it to you slowly when I have time..."

"But remember, if you plan to go abroad, don't apply to a college called Kassel. There are a bunch of lunatics in that college. The principal is a sullen old man, the most awesome lunatic."

I really don’t know what this man’s inner world is like. At this time, he can still talk a lot and be a little lively.

But at this moment, a long-silent voice came from above.

"Uncle, do those so-called 'dragons' have any special skills?"

"Dragon technology?" The man blinked and subconsciously replied, "Are you talking about alchemy?"

As soon as he said this, a chuckle suddenly came from the roof of the car.

At such a dangerous and strange moment, in the wind and rain that screamed like ghosts, this chuckle seemed particularly pleasant, and the three people in the car were stunned for a moment.

"Dragon alchemy?"

Jiang Shouyun's mouth curved uncontrollably, and he looked down at the long black knife that made a slight buzzing sound in his hand.

"Are you also eager to witness the combination of alchemy and the technology I master?"

As he spoke, he looked up at the rain curtain in the distance. Countless black shadows were looming in the rain.

Not far away, messengers symbolizing death stood.

They were like a flock of black crows in the rain, standing sideways on the elevated road. Their greedy eyes were only filled with desire, staring at Jiang Shouyun on the roof of the Maybach, and the strange dragon words constantly uttered in their mouths told the longing in their hearts.

They were hungry for fresh flesh and blood and couldn't wait to eat him.

The coldness in Jiang Shouyun's blue eyes was like the bright moon in the sky on a thunderstorm night, overwhelming all the tiny stars.

Among the group of dark shadows, he saw the burly figure at a glance.

Even the black cloak couldn't hide his giant figure!

There is no doubt that that is the strongest among this group of deadpools.

"Kill all the little monsters, the elite monsters are here!"

In the car, the man's expression also became solemn: "Son, watch, it's your dad's turn this time..."

But, he didn't wait for him to finish.

Bah! !

The black blade stuck on the roof of the Maybach was suddenly pulled out. The man choked on the words and looked in the rearview mirror with a shiver all over his body.

But the next moment, his eyes widened.

I saw Jiang Shouyun's eyes sweeping over the black figures, and the spirit coat around him was dyed blue.

He crouched on the roof of the car, slowly put the blade back to his waist, and made a slashing motion. The black knife in his hand was gradually covered by spiritual power, and the blue light rose upward like fire.

"...Made, what a lunatic."

Realizing what the little monster planned to do, Chu Tianjiao's voice became hoarse, and sweat couldn't stop oozing from his back.

He is the S-class commissioner of Kassel Academy and a lunatic among a group of lunatics.

He never imagined that one day he would call a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy a madman.

This is a Maybach with a speed of more than 200 kilometers per hour! !

The man tried to dissuade him, but in the heavy rain, his figure was as motionless as a sculpture.

The entire Maybach was shrouded in the sharp murderous intent, and the three of them could feel the power above their heads getting heavier and heavier.

The prayers of the shadows also stopped.

They felt the power of terror expand from the human body and envelope them.

Finally, when the power reaches its extreme.

"Depend on!"

The man suddenly stepped on the brakes with a ferocious expression!

Amidst the sharp braking sound, the Maybach, which was traveling at more than 200 kilometers per hour, instantly stalled and spun.

Bang! !

The roof of the Maybach suddenly dented.

The next moment, the figure on the roof of the car turned into an afterimage, condensing in place to form a thick white fog.

A perfect blue arc appeared in the sky, and a harsh explosion pierced the air!

Poof! !

In the rainy night, almost at the same time, several slight sounds came.

There was a small crack on the pale neck of the countless figures, so clear, and then the crack became longer and longer, spanning the entire neck, and the blood line slowly appeared...

Jiang Shouyun's figure appeared again, behind those black shadows.

In an instant, countless pale heads rose into the sky with greedy and gentle faces, and black blood bloomed like roses and roses.

Bang!

A head dripping with black blood rolled forward and was crushed by Jiang Shouyun's feet. The black figures behind him fell down like wheat being cut off.

"Deadpool?"

Jiang Shouyun stepped out, his clothes were broken and replaced by a white spirit coat. His blue eyes full of violence and hostility looked into the distance: "Is that enough?"