Starting from the Dragon Tribe

Constantine couldn't use the world-destroying word spirit Zhulong quickly, but Rhine could still do it with a short chant and a small burst of power.

This word spirit is Jun Yan's superior word spirit. It is also explosive and high-heat, but its power is amplified countless times.

Even the boy who fought him would definitely be wiped out if he ate this word spirit directly, but he didn't use Rhine in the battle just now.

Because Rhine is too slow, the speed of explosion impact and heat energy diffusion is about 120 feet per second, so this Yanling cannot hurt the boy.

Chu Zihang had never used Rhine and did not know its specific power, but he knew it now.

The dazzling light spots spread out, like small nuclear bombs exploding in this space. This is the power of the Flame Lord. A word spirit of Rhine's level can be found at his fingertips!

Brother Riku can run through high temperatures and strong winds, but he and Eriki obviously can't.

However, he did not panic. It was meaningless for him to suicidally use Rhine to counterattack. Even when Constantine released this word spirit, he had to stay hundreds of meters away. If he released Rhine, he would be destroyed by the explosion shock wave of his own Rhine.

The laziness and jealousy in his hands have both awakened. The blade of jealousy has been extended to eight meters, and the handle of the knife seems to have softened and come to life. Countless tendrils of flesh have extended, wrapping around Chu Zihang's hand. The right arm holding jealousy is full of blood. The wriggling tendrils of flesh looked ferocious and terrifying, but they were infused with powerful power.

The lazy blade did not lengthen, but after Chu Zihang's bloodline activated it, countless blades protruded from the surface of the blade, as if they were constantly increasing and dividing. Almost in an instant, Chu Zihang and Eri's bodies were It creates a wall of thousands of blades.

At the same time, after receiving Chu Zihang's signal in advance, the dragon text in Eryi's mouth also dropped the last note.

The girl's eyes were somewhat unable to open due to the short and dazzling light, but she still waved the Tiancongyun Sword forward accurately.

The bronze palace echoed with the rough and majestic dragon's voice and the sweet and sweet dragon's voice, as if they were fighting against each other.

If there were other people here, they would definitely be surprised and amazed that in this dark underground palace, two kinds of celestial lights appeared at the same time.

On one side of Constantine was the dazzling and magnificent sun, and on the other side was the bright moonlight.

The hundreds of meters long silver crescent stood upright towards the sun. The extreme heat and blast wind were cut open. From the center to both sides, the shock wave and heat of the Rhine explosion spread out, and the bronze ground seemed to be crushed by something. Normally, before the ground copper slag can fly, it sublimates under the extreme high temperature and turns into scorching gas.

The shock wave, heat energy and judgment of the explosion spread out in a V-shape at the intersection. The manic airflow in the air blew the girl's cheeks, and her long burgundy hair spread out, shining red under the light of the Rhine. fire.

boom--

Finally, when the judgment touched the core of the Rhine outbreak, the entire Bronze City trembled three times, followed by a strong wind that spread to all directions, carrying the heat of death.

Chu Zihang swung the sword with his right arm, and with the help of the power given by jealousy, he lifted up a bronze wall, along with the lazy blade wall, to block him and Eri Yi behind him.

Constantine's eyes were filled with shock and anger, as his word spirit was unexpectedly blocked.

Although Judgment lost to Rhine in the end and exhausted his power in advance, Rhine's explosion direction was deflected, and the remaining power was not enough to break through the barrier erected by the boy playing with fire in the distance.

He wanted to take advantage of the victory and try his best to release Rhine again, but he had no chance.

Because he felt something he had never felt before... a strong killing intent.

Like Hela, the god of death from the underworld, and Shura from hell.

He turned around and waved his claws, trying to block the attack.

Based on his previous combat experience, he used both claws to block the boy's double swords.

But this time he only saw a knife.

The ferocious blade was still dark under the light of the Rhine fire, as if it had swallowed up all the light. In the space as bright as day, Constantine could see the young man's face clearly, because he rushed forward at extremely high speed, in the air Under the radiating heat, the dark faceplate was a little burnt, and the red gold eyes were filled with rage.

The boy really didn't need another knife, he already had one.

The ferocious and bloodthirsty Chilong on Regicide also roars like its furious master.

It was a sudden thrust from the dome downwards, a slash from the sky.

In the brief moment of time, Constantine could clearly see the extremely swollen muscles under the young man's black armor. The powerful fighting spirit and fierce murderous intention were condensed in this knife.

There is no backhand, no fancy skills, just the unparalleled momentum that splits the mountain.

Battlefield swordsmanship. Gonggong!

The sounds of gold and iron clashing, the sound of knives piercing flesh and blood, and the sounds of knives breaking bones, sounded almost at the same time.

The sparks where the knife and claws met were extinguished by the dragon's blood rising into the sky, and half of a huge dragon palm flew in the air.

"Constantine!!!"

It wasn't until the boy landed that the angry voice came and resounded throughout the palace.

In pain, Constantine's dragon tail swept towards the boy below, and the boy rushed forward again, dodging the attack. Constantine could only quickly wave his wings and climb up, avoiding the knife that struck his hind leg.

Just when he was highly concentrated and prepared to deal with the boy's next violent attack, the opponent did not take advantage of the victory and pursue it, but passed directly under him.

Lu Chen ran to the half-melted bronze wall that was tilted inward. Regardless of the heat, he grabbed the red part above and flipped it over.

Seeing the lazily lined knife wall below and Chu Zihang and Eli Yi leaning against the corner, safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief and turned back to look at Constantine, who had distanced himself from him.

"Godzilla, we're okay."

Eriki stood up, her hands trembling, and carefully touched the burnt black armor on Lu Chen's face.

"Brother Lu, He is recovering."

Chu Zihang looked at Constantine in the distance. The opponent did not attack further at this time. The pure-blood dragon clan, especially as the first generation species, has very strong recovery power. A broken dragon palm can be restored in just ten seconds. .

Chu Zihang was a little worried. He felt that Brother Lu was a little strange today, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

He always felt that this shouldn't be Brother Lu's state on the battlefield. The other party should be stronger, more ferocious, and more fierce.

"Godzilla, make a copy, don't be serious."

Eryi looked at Lu Chen's profile and said.

Lu Chen was stunned for a moment. This was what Eri often complained about when he, Eri and Minamoto were playing games in the ward a few days before going to sea in Japan.

Because at that time he was preoccupied with thinking about what to do next, so he often made mistakes in the dungeon, and the same was true for Yuan Zhisheng.

At this time, Eriyi would hold up the notebook unhappily and accuse them of not being serious.

Chu Zihang suddenly understood. He knew why he felt strange. Brother Lu was indeed not serious today, he was absent-minded.

The reason is also very simple, because Eryi is here and Brother Lu is distracted all the time.

Eriki is indeed a powerful fighter, but her presence restricts Brother Lu's performance!

He somewhat understood what Brother Caesar said. When you first fall in love, your heart is filled with that person. No matter what you do, you will always think about her, which leads to you being absent-minded a lot of the time.

Now that Brother Lu has brought Eri Yi into such a high-risk "dungeon", the worry index in his heart has skyrocketed, so much so that he is always paying attention to the situation here, fearing that something will happen to Eri Yi.

"It was you who killed my brother."

At this time, Constantine, who had recovered, did not attack again, but talked to several people for the first time.

Lu Chen stood the regicide in front of him, "No, it's me."

"It turns out you have someone you value so much..."

Constantine looked at the boys and girls standing together with doubt in his voice. He originally thought that the person who could kill his brother should also be a monarch-level person with a dragon's heart.

My brother said that the so-called dragon's heart means being ruthless, ferocious, and cruel, and abandoning all useless and weak emotions.

He couldn't do it before, and maybe his brother didn't follow through, but he felt that he could do it now.

"Everyone has."

Lu Chen briefly released the Vajra Word Spirit and calmed down his mind.

Lu Chen felt a little ridiculous in this situation. It was obvious that humans should be surprised by the brotherhood of dragons, but it was Constantine who was confused.

"But you killed my brother."

Constantine's voice was powerful and majestic, and it should have sounded like a king's fierce questioning of his ministers, but Lu Chen and the others seemed to hear a trace of invisible... grievance.

For a moment, Lu Chen understood that the tenured professors might have been right. Constantine now seemed like a fierce warrior, like a king wearing armor and marching into battle, but he still had the shadow of a child deep in his heart.

Lu Chen stopped talking. This kind of conversation was meaningless. He would not give up slaying the dragon just because Constantine had human sensibility, and Constantine would not let go of killing Norton.

After all, it is difficult for humans and dragons to coexist, they just have different positions.

"Godzilla, you would have been happy before."

Hui Liyi spoke in a low voice. Chu Zihang didn't understand, but Lu Chen understood.

He raised his hand and gently touched Eri Yi's head with his black-armored hands.

Eriki obediently lowered her voice slightly, "I don't want Godzilla to be unhappy. Senior Brother Chu and I will be by our side to protect ourselves."

She looked into Lu Chen's eyes and said, "Godzilla wants to be happy."

Her vocabulary was limited, but she had conveyed her thoughts and feelings.

Lu Chen's expression froze for a moment, then he laughed out loud.

Constantine looked at the human boy in confusion. He didn't understand why he could still laugh under such circumstances.

According to his perception and understanding of the road to becoming a god, this young man probably has less than two minutes left, and he has already adapted to fighting.

Although the blade became more difficult to resist after the opponent switched to holding it with both hands, he believed that the winner of this battle had been decided in advance.

He will win, avenge his brother, then devour the young man's body, absorb the remaining strength of his brother, carry his brother's wish, raise the battle flag, and set off on that road.

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Lu Chen laughed so freely that in the end Eriyi's cheeks bulged slightly. She was obviously encouraging Godzilla, but Godzilla was just laughing.

"Eriyi, thank you, I understand."

After laughing, Lu Chen felt much more relaxed. He helped Eri tidy up her hair and turned to look at Constantine.

"Then please let me have the experience alone."

Lu Chen mentioned regicide and walked slowly towards Constantine.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment and understood what Lu Chen meant. Brother Lu actually wanted to... challenge Constantine to a duel!

But at the same time, he was a little enlightened. Looking at Brother Lu's back, he felt that the feeling of the other person had changed. He had become the Brother Lu he was familiar with, just like the Brother Lu they used to be in the Nibelungen in Japan.

Although he couldn't see Lu Chen's face, he could imagine that Brother Lu must be... smiling at this time.

"Godzilla, come on!"

Eriki clenched her fists and shouted from behind.

Lu Chen didn't look back, waved his hand and continued walking towards Constantine.

Brother Chu and Eriki are already very strong for hybrids, but in this situation, they really can't help much.

He still remembered what a certain old master said to him, in the world of martial arts, everything is indestructible, but speed is the only thing that cannot be broken.

He and Constantine were too fast, making it difficult for the trial to lock down. If Chu Zihang's Jun Yan was dealing with other first-generation species, it might be better, but it would be like a joke in front of Constantine.

After all, in this level of battle, the role of elemental speech spirits is too limited.

The battle between him and Constantine can only be... a bloody fight to the death.

"The assumptions of the tenured professors were wrong. You are not a weak child, but a growing warrior. But to be honest, I am quite happy."

Under Constantine's puzzled gaze, Lu Chen spoke calmly, and then grinned, revealing his white teeth, "Because of this, I can... hack you to death without any grudges."

Constantine thought that this young man was insane. It was clear that he had completely integrated Samson's fighting will. Even after he got used to fighting, he felt that he could become stronger. He had this talent.

In the previous battle, he was almost evenly matched with the young man, and as long as two minutes passed, the opponent would lose power and be ready to fight.

But the next moment, the child deep in Constantine's soul suddenly felt a sense of horror, because he looked at the young man again.

There was no anger anymore, but those eyes became brighter and brighter. The red gold pupils exuded the brilliance of lava, and contained only the boiling fighting spirit.

Staring at these eyes, he felt as if he heard the roars of countless heroic warriors, as if this was not the bronze palace of him and his brother, but the grand battlefield of the century in the mythical period.

In the moment when he was in a trance, the young man's figure disappeared. He waved his right paw vigilantly, followed his own perception, and attacked the young man below with great power.

But something surprising happened to him. According to the fact that he was familiar with the battle rhythm before, the boy should have taken off by this time, but not this time. The boy just squatted down, but did not take off!