The journey of a heroine starting from the Dragon Clan

As the sky darkens, the Kuimen Hotel lights up.

...the lanterns come on.

With no intention of going back to his room, Yuan Zhisheng sat by the window in the restaurant, drinking coffee, and started working remotely with his laptop.

As the director of the Sheqiba Family's Executive Bureau, he will stay out for a few months at least this time. Although he has given all his work to Zongnu, the other party is a novice after all, and there are many Everything requires his online remote guidance.

In addition, during this period of time in Kuimen Hotel, he also had a small task on his shoulders.

The people living here are all mixed races now, and everyone comes here for the King of Bronze and Fire. It's okay during the day, but at night, it's not ruled out that some people want to sneak into the water and enter the Bronze City.

Even if the secret party cooperates with the Chinese hybrid forces to closely monitor the waters and repeatedly declares that they cannot go near there for at least the next month or two to avoid angering the Dragon King, there are still many such people.

He doesn't need to take care of the order in the Bronze City. What Yuan Zhisheng has to do now is to be responsible for guarding the order in the hotel and use his absolute strength to crush the conspiracy of some unscrupulous people.

In fact, this task is not difficult. After all, the mixed-race people who can choose to stay in this hotel are considered to be the fussy ones. The non-fussy ones have long been lurking in other places on both sides of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, ready to go into the water.

Therefore, Yuan Zhisheng did not show too much concern for this temporary job. He was just not used to sharing a room with other people, so he planned to go back later and discuss the matter in a few days. Let’s see if we can change to a separate room…

Just when Yuan Zhisheng was thinking about how he would hand over his work to Yuan Zhisheng naturally after returning this time, a strange movement suddenly came from the hall.

Along with the movement over there, there was also an extremely strong smell of blood that lingered in the air for a long time.

“…”

Wei Wucha frowned, and after turning his head to glance towards the hall, Yuan Zhisheng closed his notebook, picked up the spider on the side and walked quickly towards the hall along the flow of people.

...Although he didn't know what happened, the smell in the air told him that something bad seemed to have happened quietly on this ordinary night.

Because it was meal time, not many people chose to stay in their rooms. Most people either came to the restaurant to eat or went downstairs to take a walk. It could be said that it was during the evening rush hour.

When Yuan Zhisheng walked to the lobby, many people had gathered in the lobby. The crowd formed a human wall at the elevator entrance, and the strong smell of blood faintly emanated from the elevator room.

When Yuan Zhisheng squeezed in front of the crowd and had a clear view of the scene in the elevator, he couldn't help but frown, even though he had seen many such scenes of death.

In the elevator, three headless corpses fell limply to the ground, and the blood soaked the carpet red. The three severed heads were stacked on top of each other in the middle of the elevator in a Z-shaped shape.

——The whole scene looks both weird and bloody.

"There was no look of fear. Looking at the expressions on the faces of the three people, they were still chatting and laughing before they died. There was no blood on their faces... Were they decapitated before they could even react in the elevator?"

Staring at the scene inside the elevator, Yuan Zhisheng subconsciously clenched the spider cutter in his hand, thinking silently in his heart.

The people staying in this hotel are not ordinary people. Even if these three people were unprepared in the elevator, they wouldn't have been easily killed without even reacting... A very fast word spirit?

He had personally experienced this type of narration once before, and that was Setsuna Inuyamaga, the head of the Inuyama family in the Sheqi Eight.

[Snap] can exponentially increase the releaser's own speed, and the acceleration effect continues to increase by a factor of 2. The first level can only increase the speed by 2 times, the second level can reach 4 times the speed, the third level can reach 8 times the speed, the fourth level can increase the speed by 16 times... The seventh level can break through to 128 times the speed in an instant.

As the head of the Inuyama family, Inuyama Ga's Setsuna can climb up to the seventh level. When the opponent swings the Iai sword at a rapid speed, even he cannot clearly see the sword in the opponent's hand, and can only see the air flashing slightly.

The time he fought against Inuyama Ga a few years ago, he was completely defeated.

Fortunately, it was just a practice, otherwise he would have no doubt that his head would be chopped off by the opponent before he could react.

...To deal with this extremely fast attack, there is no other way unless he unfolds his royal power from the very beginning.

Although he still doesn't know why his father arranged such a drill for him, there is no doubt that that actual combat drill taught him a good lesson.

...So the person who killed the three people in the elevator was an out-of-control hybrid who possessed the Word Spirit [Setsuna] and sneaked into the hotel?

While Yuan Zhisheng was pondering, the surrounding environment became more and more chaotic. The crowd was talking about everything, but no one stood up to take charge of the overall situation.

The "managers" or "supervisors" who were supposed to be in charge of this hotel suddenly disappeared at this moment... This is a very strange thing.

Logically speaking, if such a vicious incident occurred in the hotel, those people should have taken control of the situation as soon as possible, instead of allowing public opinion to continue to ferment here.

(…Wait, this atmosphere is not right, that’s not what it is…)

Suddenly, as if he sensed something, Yuan Zhisheng's heart beat violently, and an extreme sense of danger suddenly surged into his heart.

Almost subconsciously, he released his spirit of speech.

——This subconscious action saved his life.

Yan Ling [King Power] exerts tens or even hundreds of times gravity on others except himself in the field. The unparalleled gravitational potential energy will force the other party into the ground.

The sudden heavy pressure caused the crowd around him to clear out instantly. At the same time, a figure hidden in the crowd quietly emerged. Among the crowds of people kneeling on the ground around him, this figure who was still standing seemed incomparable. conspicuous.

This figure does not look very tall. He is wrapped in a black robe, with an iron mask on his face, and a short knife in his hand. It is difficult to imagine how the other party can sneak in with such a weird decoration. of the surrounding people.

...But the other party not only successfully blended into the crowd, but also quietly touched his side.

Looking at the figure that appeared in front of him like a ghost, Yuan Zhisheng looked horrified.

The short knife in the opponent's hand was already aimed at his neck. If he hadn't reacted in time and released [King Power], he would have had his head cut off silently like the three people in the elevator.

"No, this is not [Setsuna]..."

With such an idea passing through his mind, Yuan Zhisheng took a step back to distance himself, and increased the power of [King Power].

Just like [Setsuna] who can continuously climb up the ranks, [Royal Power] can also be improved through training. At the beginning, his Royal Power can only exert twice the gravity within the domain, but as the power of [Royal Power] increases, , the multiple of the applied gravity also rises geometrically.

——At this moment, Yuan Zhisheng almost raised the power level of his royal power to the highest level! !

He knew very well that facing a ghost like this that could travel through time at will, he only had one chance to keep him.

Under this sudden increase in pressure, the humanoid figure in front of him finally became sluggish, and his back became rickety... but he still maintained his standing posture.

"Isn't 64 times enough..."

Gritting his teeth, Yuan Zhisheng took out the spider cutter in his hand with his backhand, and then quickly stepped forward.

...But just when the blade in his hand was about to cut off, the figure in front of him quietly disappeared from the place.

The other party left his royal domain.

ps: Good morning (づ●─●)づ