My name is Lu Mingfei, not Lu Mingfei!

Chapter 193 192. The route to the new century (4)

"How did you survive?" Mr. Chen stared hard into Herzog's eyes. Of course, this was information he wanted to ask for. While talking, he slowly moved to confront Herzog and put his back on him. Facing the only exit of the cryocontainer, he had to block Herzog here.

There is no doubt that Herzog has become a deadpool, but the dragon transformation phenomenon in this deadpool is higher than any deadpool Mr. Chen knows, and Herzog still maintains his sanity. This is an extremely rare phenomenon.

"Dragon blood gene." Herzog knocked on his head. "I can create babies with dragon blood gene. Of course, I can also turn an ordinary person into a hybrid with dragon blood power. But this method is very unstable. , only a few cases can be successful. If it is placed on people who have dragon blood genes, the success rate will be greatly improved. Unfortunately, I am just an ordinary person, and I only dare to replace a dose of dragon blood hidden in my own body. In the artificial teeth, in case they are needed at any time. When Bondarev shot me, I bit into pieces those teeth containing dragon blood. Maybe I have to thank God, who is willing to let me take revenge. , a probability of one in ten thousand! I actually succeeded!"

Herzog twisted his neck and his bones crackled. In just a few months, the dragon genes had successfully transformed him into the top Deadpool, with fewer and fewer human-related characteristics. It becomes some kind of monster between a dragon and a human.

"It's a pity that Bondarev is not on this ship. To be honest, I was tempted by his proposal and thought that I had really found a better partner." Herzog twitched his nose hard, and his sense of smell became Doubly strengthened, it is close to a beast and can distinguish people by smell. "Among those people, you are the only one who is still here. The Lenin is approaching Japanese territorial waters. What do you want to do?"

"To the end of the world." Mr. Chen said.

"The end of the world?" This word interested Bondarev. He once said the same thing. In Black Swan Port, when he learned the secrets of the dragon genes, he also thought that he was about to reach the end of the world. .

"The dragon bones you discovered in Black Swan Harbor are of the first generation, one of the eight oldest dragon monarchs, and above these eight monarchs, there are two emperors, the white emperor and the black emperor. If we say The eight monarchs represent the ultimate power of the elements, so the Black and White Emperor is a collection of monarchs, possessing bloodline power beyond your imagination."

"No wonder Bondarev said I don't understand dragons," Herzog heard these things for the first time. As a Deadpool who has been reborn due to dragon genes, he will certainly be interested in a higher level of blood. , "You people are the dragon bloodline holders hiding behind normal society, right?"

"If you had not drank that drug, you should have had the opportunity to become one of us." Mr. Chen said, "Your research ability is indeed outstanding, and we have more knowledge that you don't know. Together, we have more knowledge that you don't know." It will improve by leaps and bounds.”

"Ha!" Mr. Chen's words amused Herzog, "Are you still talking about cooperation with me now? I once trusted you and even considered showing my sincerity, but what I got in exchange for my sincerity was a knife. Bullet! In your eyes, a person without blood like me is as easy to deceive as a three-year-old child, right? I know that many of my research results are on this ship, so don’t even think about getting what belongs to me!"

Herzog bared his teeth and claws, and his pupils were the color of lava. When success was close at hand, a vicious bastard suddenly jumped out from the side and picked away the ripe fruit. No one would not feel hatred. The law's ability to restrain hybrids is basically zero. On this gambling table where everyone has dragon blood, in the end the only thing that has the final say is violence, just like those ancient dragons!

Mr. Chen jumped out, the black and white swords were flowing with brilliant light, and the alchemy weapon was fully activated, revealing its true dragon-slaying form. Of course, there was no need for him to talk nonsense with Herzog. He was just talking about it to delay some time. Some spirit spirits were like this, because they were so uniquely powerful that they had to spend some time preparing.

Yan Ling·Zhi Shui.

Mr. Chen is indeed a man with neither outstanding appearance nor figure. It would be easy to miss him in a crowd. But with the blessing of this mythical spirit, it is no exaggeration to say that he will not be able to spot him on any battlefield. Someone shines brighter than him.

Wherever he passed, the black and white knives left indelible black and white slashing marks in the air, like stationary streamers cutting through time and space.

Herzog couldn't figure out what it was, he just thought it was very beautiful and dazzling. He had not been a hybrid for a long time. Although he had enough strength and agility, his mastery of the power of the word spirit was completely limited to Black Swan. The children who have shown superpowers have never faced such powerful fighting spirits.

Mr. Chen exploded with all his strength, and was faster than Herzog in an instant. The black knife cut straight into Herzog's skull, making a sound of hitting metal. The white knife followed immediately, and the two fierce stabs hit the same position one after another. On the scene, the huge momentum from Mr. Chen's arm knocked Herzog's head back. Judging from the bend of his neck, his spine should have been broken instantly.

But Herzog's self-healing only lasted a moment. He bounced straight up like a snake attacking, and hit Mr. Chen's head head-on. A moment of blankness rushed into Mr. Chen's mind. He stumbled back, passing by those Cut marks fixed in the air.

Mr. Chen really didn't expect Herzog's combat power to be so high. As an ordinary person in the past, his growth rate in the past few months was incredible. Relying on the high-strength dragon bloodline, Herzog was The flaw exposed after the attack may only last for a moment.

The high-speed wind pressure rushed straight towards Mr. Chen, and Herzog's claws followed, just like killing those soldiers, leaving no room for any chance, and went straight to Mr. Chen's heart.

But this made him accidentally touch the black and white slashes that he had been avoiding. In an instant, it was like a blade tempered in the fire cutting countless knives on his body. Herzog had to endure countless cuts every time he took a step forward. Injured, he had to stop his attack and jump away to a safe position.

Herzog's wounds emitted strange black smoke or white smoke. Even those things created by the power of the word spirit will have the special effects of the pair of black and white sword alchemy weapons attached when they cause damage, making these wounds The repair speed was extremely slow. Herzog could even feel that there was a problem with the blood circulation in his body. It was like someone had forcibly tied a belt around the wound, blocking the flow of blood.

There were black and white slash marks everywhere in the freezer compartment. Even if Mr. Chen just put away the knife at will, the black and white knife marks would be left in the place where the knife had cut. Herzog understood why Mr. Chen blocked the door. He had the confidence to kill himself. Every movement in a small space would make more places occupied by this continuous barrier-like thing. Otherwise, How long will it take for Herzog to have nowhere to stay, and any time he touches it, he will be struck like a thousand cuts?

This is the Kotōrei Shisui, a very terrifying continuous power in close combat. The user only needs to activate it once, and every subsequent weapon movement will unintentionally create his own cutting area, the narrower it is. The higher the terrain, the greater the threat to the language spirit. Those traces that stay in the air will repeatedly obliterate anything that comes into contact. It would be terrible if he loses his mobility in front of Shisui. One of his swords can be thousands or hundreds of swords, and he can kill the monsters no matter how resurrected until they are lifeless.

If Mr. Chen wanted to, he could even draw a blockade directly on the door of the freezing chamber. As long as Herzog tried to break out, he would be severely injured. This duel was a one-sided beating from the beginning. As a powerful deadpool born from an ordinary person, against a veteran with rich experience and fighting spirit, Herzog had no chance of winning. In the world of hybrids, he only You can be considered a baby, and you haven't seen those ferocious and experienced hunters, so you think your power is enough to make a world-shaking difference.

After just a moment of thinking, Herzog immediately gave up the idea of ​​going against Mr. Chen. Judging from the strength and toughness of his body, Herzog was obviously far better than Mr. Chen. His lack of combat experience would be made up for sooner or later. His best decision now is to run away and grow slowly until he has accumulated enough strength, and then seek revenge on these hybrids who betrayed him.

Herzog suddenly threw out several black can-like things. Mr. Chen was surprised. He didn't even see that when Herzog killed the soldiers, he also picked off the ammunition hanging on them. Grenade on bag.

Storms and flames swept through the cryocabin, shaking back and forth on the walls. Mr. Chen retreated to the door, but still stood guard here. He could never let Herzog escape. This kind of person who mastered genetic technology was also at high risk of death. Once the goal of serving as a servant slips into human society, the consequences will be disastrous!

There is no room for any thinking, words and spirits stop water, liberation!

Mr. Chen released Shisui's second form, and all the fixed slash marks instantly seemed like flowing light that had lost their restraints. In the billowing black smoke, they repeatedly shot and slashed, leaving inch-deep knives on the ceiling and floor. Marks, the whole space is filled with this kind of late-like cutting, real sword light and sword shadow, the brilliance exuded cannot even be blocked by the smoke, it looks like a fireworks-like show is being staged in the cryogenic chamber.

Mr. Chen was also attacked by his own spirit of speech, and his body was covered in bloodstains. He firmly protected his vital points with his arms and two swords, and endured thousands of cuts. This was a last resort. Shisui's wide-area ejection attack would not distinguish between ourselves and the enemy. He only hoped that his sacrifice was worth it and that he could shoot Herzog to death without a place to die.

But at this time, he felt a strong wind approaching him. The black and white swords were waved without thinking, leaving traces of the blockade there. But another wind pressure also came, from the completely opposite direction. Mr. Chen was too late. Changing his moves, he could only feel the second wave of wind pressure passing by him out of thin air, his claws tearing at his side, and even some internal organs could be glimpsed.

Herzog escaped, followed by the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground. Mr. Chen had to exit the freezing chamber to prevent himself from being hurt by Zhisui. He now guessed that Herzog was carrying a corpse and used that The corpse shared the flying chop marks. He first threw the corpse over to seduce Mr. Chen's interception, and then he followed up second, leaving Mr. Chen with no time to react.

Mr. Chen knelt down weakly, supporting the ground with his hands, gasping for air. His breathing was very disordered, and the large amount of blood loss made his vision blurred.

He had to slowly close his eyes... like a sleeping cocoon, covering himself with silk. When he opened his eyes again a minute later, brilliant golden light burst out from his eyes, like divine light coming! Mr. Chen flew out like thunder, leaving a series of shadows in the air, faster than when the battle just broke out! All wounds seemed to him as nothing.

In the history of the secret party, this method is called blood blast. Even in extremely bad physical conditions, through blood blast to squeeze the dragon blood, in exchange for the healing ability of dragon genes, the dying wounded can save a life. And burst out with huge fighting power. The price is the loss of vital signs and the control of the will to be killed multiple times. People who use explosive blood will most likely become Deadpool in the near future.

In ancient China, which is far away from ancient Europe, the Chinese mixed race at that time also discovered this skill of fighting for their lives. However, in the Chinese people's mouth, it was not called blood bursting, but called tempering. Just like repairing a musical instrument, getting the strings back on track and producing harmonious notes, artificially manipulating the balance of one's own lineage.

This makes the duration of the burst of blood in the hands of Chinese mixed-races shorter than that of European mixed-races. They have to maintain this state carefully at all times, and the improvement of their own combat effectiveness is not as good as the burst of blood, and more only when their lives are in danger. A means of life extension.

The beating speed of Mr. Chen's heart was increased beyond the limit of the ordinary human body. The blood circulated rapidly, bringing oxygen and platelets in a much shorter time than usual. The conditioned body was able to support this high-intensity load and accelerated The wound repair process, even the parts that are difficult to heal under normal circumstances, begins to ease due to the rapid replenishment of cell regeneration. The entire body is like bamboo shoots protruding from the surface, symbolizing infinite vitality.

He probably knew where Herzog would go. The guy had said that he was unwilling to hand over his research results to these betrayers, so the purpose was obvious, which was the metal insulation cabins containing the second-generation embryos. Although it is unclear whether Herzog knows where they are stored, ensuring the safety of the embryos is the most important thing at the moment. That is the trophy he won from Black Swan Harbor during this operation. How can he hand it back so easily!