Starting from the Dragon Tribe

On the Yamato, strong winds and heavy rain howled, and the commissioners of the Executive Bureau were in chaos.

The size of the Yamato is enough to cope with all regular sea storms, but today's storm is a bit abnormal, and there are countless corpses floating below.

"Young Master, we should retreat to the artificial island of Haiying. The Yamato cannot withstand the attack of the corpse guards."

Yasha stepped forward and carefully persuaded Yuan Zhisheng.

Yuan Zhisheng leaned his back against the wall, looking at the rain falling in front of him, his silence was so frightening.

"Little Lord."

Sakura held up an umbrella and hit it on Yuan Zhisheng's head.

Yuan Zhisheng tremblingly took out a box of Soft Seven Stars from his clothes and took out one stick, but he couldn't light it after lighting it several times because it was already soaked.

Crow Crow still had a look, so he took out a well-preserved cigarette, handed one to Yuan Zhisheng and lit one.

"call--"

Yuan Zhisheng took a deep breath and blew out a long stream of thick smoke. The smoke dissipated instantly with the strong wind.

He stood up, his pair of dazzling golden eyes half hidden under his soaked bangs. No one of the Executive Bureau commissioners present dared to look at him, even Crow and Yasha felt a little scared.

"Ask the captain to retreat towards the Haiying artificial island."

His voice was terrifyingly calm.

Crow immediately turned around to inform the captain that without the order of the supreme commander, even if the Yamato was overturned by the tsunami, the members of the Sheki Hachi family must stand on their posts like nails and cannot retreat at all.

Yuan Zhisheng held the spider with one hand and walked to the edge of the deck, looking at the black ocean reflected in the gloomy sky.

He won't say anything stupid like waiting for Brother Lu to come up. That's a fool's errand, but he will kill every last one of these corpses...

After receiving Minamoto's order, the Yamato turned on full power and retreated towards the artificial island of Umiho. Huge waves hit the hull, and the highest point was even higher than Minamoto's head. The waves swept past, but Minamoto was like The Dinghai Shenzhen usually sticks in place.

His eyes were round and staring at the sea, something was coming.

Just when the Yamato retreated to less than three kilometers away from the artificial island of Hotaru, a huge current rose up on the sea surface, like the dome of a temple.

Boom——

Lightning flashed across the sky, illuminating the huge object wrapped in water.

The pale dragon bones were scatteredly wrapped with unrotten dragon meat. Its belly was hollow, with countless golden lights flashing, which were the snake-shaped corpse guards hiding inside.

A pair of dragon wings, half of which is still covered with dragon scales, and is covered with blue and silver slender fish. The other half is only withered bones, but it still looks plump because it is covered with snake-shaped corpse guards.

The still intact dragon head of Jiao Rao was the first to break through the water layer, just like a devil breaking through the barrier of hell, and finally came to the human world.

It roared into the sky, and although it was silent, the overwhelming majesty still spread from the sea level.

"Dragon form... corpse guard!"

A commissioner from the Executive Directorate said in a dry voice that they had expected that there would be an army in the Divine Burial Hall, possibly soldiers injected with life, and a group of dead warriors.

But they didn't expect that there would be a dragon-shaped corpse guard that was over twenty meters long and as big as a blue whale.

Looking at the size of this dragon-shaped corpse guard and the majesty it exudes, it seems that the opponent was... a second-generation species!

As the dragon-shaped corpse guard came out of the water, the group of corpse guards following it also floated up one after another with the power of the water flow. After jumping out of the water, pairs of golden eyes stared closely at the "escaping" Yamato.

The king uses extremely high alchemy to seal the spirit of Deadpool or the dragon into the body. It will last for thousands of years and remain immortal. Under the driving of the king, he fights until it is shattered. This is the corpse guard.

Corpse guards are almost idiotic things. They wake up due to explosions underwater and subconsciously chase all larger and moving targets, pursuing the breath of dragon blood.

The steel cable of the Trieste was also an obvious thing. The winch on the Yamato did not stop running, and these corpse guards followed the steel cable and caught up with the Yamato.

"Tell the first mate that we are operating at super power and are not far from the artificial island of Haiying."

Yuan Zhisheng commanded calmly, looking at the dragon-shaped corpse guard floating on the sea.

A group of executive bureau commissioners moved nervously, and those with strong combat abilities consciously stood at their posts to guard against the corpse guards who might climb up.

Minamoto looked at Sakura again, "Sakura, inform the head of the Ryoma family to enter the first level of combat readiness. Once the Yamato approaches the Umihotari artificial island by 500 meters, open fire directly to clear the ground."

Sakura nodded and left, no further reply needed between the two of them.

"Crow, inform the heads of the Sakurai family and the Inuyama family and ask them to stabilize the security in Tokyo."

"yes."

"Yaksha..."

Yuan Zhisheng's words were interrupted by Yasha. This rough man was so beaten by the rain that he couldn't open his eyes and looked a bit ferocious. "Young Master, I will stay with you here."

Yuan Zhisheng glanced at Yasha lightly, "Then hold your knife tightly."

After that, he ended his command and looked at the dragon-shaped corpse guard rushing towards the Yamato.

The huge dragon's mouth opened, and a large amount of water was sprayed out during the roar, and this roar really had a sound. It was a sound like a baby crying. Hundreds of voices gathered together, and the magic sound penetrated my ears. , which makes one’s scalp numb.

It was the corpse guards roaring, following their generals to charge.

The dragon-shaped corpse guard rushed to within 20 meters of the Yamato. All the commissioners of the Executive Bureau nervously held the knives in their hands. Some commissioners who were good at long-range weapons used alchemy bullets to shoot, but hitting the pale keel could only explode. A few sparks appeared, leaving a few white marks.

Shooting the head was useless. Although large-caliber firearms could send alchemy bullets into the somewhat rotten dragon head, the dragon-shaped corpse guard did not pause at all, because it was already dead.

What drives it now is only the living spirit sealed in the skeleton. The only way to stop it is to cut off its spine or completely destroy the keel.

The sound of the thunderstorm was punctuated by the roar of a baby, and the strong wind slapped Yuan Zhisheng's face with a curtain of water, finally blowing away the bangs that were stuck to his forehead and blocking his eyes, revealing his pair of silent volcanoes. Dazzling pupils.

The dragon's arm, which was connected to part of the flesh and blood, grabbed onto the deck, but missed by half a meter. It drew a pale arc in the air and slid down weakly in front of Yuan Zhisheng's eyes.

It formed a fan shape in the direction of Yuan Zhisheng, and the corpse guards within fifty meters roared and sank toward the sea. The largest dragon-shaped corpse guard raised its head and roared, but all he could see was the sullen expression of the young man wearing a soaked windbreaker. eye.

He was still overusing his royal power, but this time there was no loss of strength or bleeding from the seven orifices... It turns out that anger really makes the dragon's blood more active.

Yamato's speed increased, and after escaping from the royal domain, the corpse guards caught up again.

Yuan Zhisheng drew out the spider cutter and the boy Anzuna cutter, and cut off a snake-shaped corpse guard that had just risen from the water and jumped up in the air. "Accelerate, and after entering the inner circle, let the battleship group open fire."

Royal power cannot always be used, and there will eventually be a stage of hand-to-hand combat.

Countless corpse guards climbed onto the Yamato. This scene was like the demons from hell climbing onto the ark of salvation. They were jealous that these people could go to heaven. If they couldn't get on the ship, they would drag them to hell together.

Yaksha cut off the head of a snake-shaped corpse guard. His senses were still restricted in the wind and rain. He was attacked by a corpse guard behind him and a large piece of flesh and blood was rolled off his left arm.

In pain, he almost lost the knife. Fortunately, the crow came and killed the corpse guard with one knife.

Sakura initially wanted to fight with the word spirit, but gave up in just a moment. The wind on the sea was too strong. If they were not hybrids with excellent physiques, they would not even be able to stand, let alone fight with a light blade controlled by Yin current. ?

What's more, the blade is not easy to use against these half-dead things. She needs to cut off the corpse guard's head directly!

This female ninja from Afghanistan drew out the two short blades from her back and wandered among the corpse guards. She used her swords accurately and gracefully. She could cut off the spine of a corpse guard with every move. Her efficiency was astonishing and even equal to that of the source. It's so childish that it makes the crows and yakshas not far away feel ashamed.

However, there were always only a few hybrids with outstanding combat capabilities. As time went by, some Commissioners from the Executive Bureau began to be injured and died.

A commissioner was pierced through the chest by the sharp claws of the corpse guard. He bit open the ring of the alchemy grenade with his teeth, and used all his strength to hold the corpse guard and rush off the Yamato.

As he fell in the air, his pocket watch was pulled out from his chest. He stretched out his hand to grab it in a daze. He wanted to take another look at his daughter's photo before he died.

But the next moment, the cold seawater enveloped him, and at the last moment before his consciousness dissipated, flames rose on the sea surface.

A commissioner on the deck had his arm bitten off by the corpse guard. He looked at the corpse guard who was still chewing and couldn't help but cursed, "Damn it, deep blood is of no use at all!"

He picked up the alchemy knife with his remaining right arm and rushed forward again. However, the corpse guard was particularly agile. The snake's tail slid lightly and he leaned slightly to avoid the slash. He opened his mouth wide and bit it. Due to muscle reflex, his upper arm fell to the ground with the knife in pain.

But he didn't show a look of despair. His pair of not-so-bright golden eyes revealed an extraordinarily ferocious look, and he said with a cruel smile, "Eat your mother!"

While yelling, he bit into the corpse guard's neck and gnawed it crazily. The madness made others unable to tell who was the corpse guard for a moment.

But in the end, he failed to bite off the corpse guard's neck. His mouth was not that big, and the corpse guard penetrated his heart with his sharp claws first.

On the deck, Yuan Zhisheng looked at the tragic situation on the ship, and the rainwater continued to streak down his marble-like face. He once again activated his spirit to press the dragon-shaped corpse guard into the sea, and roared: "Fire!"

As if after hearing his order, a dim light lit up in the sky. The dim light became stronger and stronger, like the sun rising in the dark storm.

Just like a rain of ignited arrows falling from the sky in ancient times, a group of missiles that covered the sky were launched, carrying out carpet bombing in an area a hundred meters away from the Yamato.

Riding on the rolling waves, the Yamato was quickly pushed to the artificial island of Haiying. The dragon-shaped corpse guard that had just surfaced not far away had not screamed when he saw a group of missiles lowered towards him in the sky.

Endless roars sounded on the sea, and the sky-high firelight illuminated the entire sea area. A strong wind swept across, carrying the smell of gunpowder and burnt flesh.

Minamoto grabbed the railing with one hand and killed the corpse guards who were still climbing on the Yamato one by one, and then rushed to various emergency locations on the deck.

In the angry keel state, these corpse guards faced him alone, no different from weak ordinary people.

After he killed the last corpse guard on the Yamato, he breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the seriously injured and wailing Executive Bureau commissioners.

"Hold on, we'll be safe once we get to the island."

He said soothingly, but with his eyesight, he could see that several commissioners were too seriously injured and would not be able to survive the rescue after landing on the island.

War will always be accompanied by bloodshed and sacrifice, but Yuan Zhisheng did not expect that they would suffer such heavy losses today, and even Brother Lu... was buried in the deep sea.

He took a deep breath and strengthened his spirits. At this time, he could not show weakness or collapse, otherwise it would be a complete failure.

"Young Master, the Corpse Guards group split into two groups. Most of them attacked the U.S. fleet stationed in Japan, but there are still many Corpse Guards heading toward the Haiying Artificial Island."

Sakura was reporting from the side. At this time, the usually tidy girl was also in ragged clothes, and blood was still oozing from her left shoulder.

"Go to the island and use machine guns to shoot at the corpse guards approaching here."

Under the command of Yuan Zhisheng, the Yamato was also parked in the port at this time, but due to the strong wind and waves, the anchor had not yet been firmly anchored.

He ignored the shaking of the Yamato and rushed directly towards the port and jumped in the air. He had to control the situation on the battlefield in real time.

It can be said that the war situation is under control at this time, but now he is no longer worried about the people in the family. He must personally command to feel at ease.

Brother Lu, no matter who is the mole in the family, once I find out, I will send him to see you.

"Young Master, all firepower points are ready and will conduct indiscriminate strafing on sea targets within 500 meters."

Reported by a mixed race member of the Ryoma family.

Yuan Zhisheng nodded and quickly went to the command room.

The strong wind was mixed with the cries of babies, the devils were rising and falling in the sea tide, and the corpse guards were cutting through the obstacles like a large migrating fish school.

The next moment, amidst the roar of the machine cannon, these corpse guards were beaten to pieces by the 23mm large-caliber machine cannon. Their broken limbs and arms were floating on the sea mixed with black blood, and disappeared without a trace under the sweeping waves. No trace.

On the sea in the distance, the dragon-shaped corpse with a broken bone wing stood on the sea like a whale snorkeling and sprinting. It became dilapidated under the baptism of Tomahawk missiles, with a piece missing from the dragon body in the east and west. One piece, but it still didn't fall!

In the command room of the battleship group, Ryoma Genichiro looked at this scene and said, "The undead of history are really terrifying."

"But now that we are fully armed, this is just a second-generation species with an empty body. Without the domain of the dragon clan, it is just a target under the modern heavy weapons."

A middle-aged man in military uniform looked at the dragon-shaped corpse guard and gave the order again.

Ryoma Genichiro respectfully said to the man in front of him: "Thank you for the support from the academy headquarters, Senior Nyos."