What kind of cunzài can be crowned with the title of "king"?

At least in the world of the dragons, the four great kings all possess unfathomable powers, and no matter how different their states and minds, their innate power alone is enough to make them ascend to the throne.

Any other shaved beings who do not want to steal the king's power will always be left to bow down before the king.

"Boom-"

In the huge cavity, a bang kicked off the battle. The four huge scales pounced on their enemies as soon as they stretched out, and after absorbing the many Deadpools, the blood-red scales were faintly half black. With Katsuko's unique construction, the burst of force in this instant was enough to penetrate the frontal armor of the World War II Tiger tank.

But apart from the large pit that appeared on the ground, it did not cause any results.

"You let him go, I can't stop you."

Natsumi's voice appeared faintly behind him, and a warm air flow gently brushed his ears, like a whisper between lovers, gentle, but also with secrets that ordinary people could not know.

"But who will bear the consequences of his cause?"

In the blink of an eye, the form reversed. Immerse was already a non-human body, and she didn't even see how she moved.

If he turned back at this moment, he could find that the girl behind him was no longer the usual cute and smiling face, and the white arms were no longer there, replaced by blue-gray scales that belonged to dragons, as hideous as ghosts.

Jörmungad. At this moment, Xia Mi really revealed her appearance and tyranny belonging to the Dragon King, and her ten fingers, which stretched into sharp claws, buckled Katsuko, who had not had time to recover into RC cells, and at the same time, her waist twisted and twisted, and her slender white legs kicked out, hitting the center of his spine.

With a "stab", two of the four hezi were torn off by her, losing their vitality in the air and disappearing into fragments. He himself protruded from the center of his chest, slamming into the rock in a strange U-shape.

Impartially, it's just embedded in the depression caused by his scaly attack.

"Bang-"

The next moment he fell into the rock, Mercer struggled to leap out of the rock, while forcibly pressing his shattered chest back to its original state, using the black light virus to repair the injury extremely quickly.

No matter what kind of half-breed he is, if he is attacked like this, he will inevitably suffer a comminuted fracture of the spine, and the organs in the chest cavity will also be shattered by the strong concussion pieces, and there is no chance of survival.

"You don't understand...... My dear brother...... You're always so naïve. ”

To his surprise, Natsumi did not seize the opportunity to chase after her, but walked to Fenrir's corpse not far from her, and gently opened her arms and hugged its already cold facial bones.

Her eyes were filled with grief and affection, and the scales on her cheeks that made her look like a green-faced and fanged female ghost faintly sparkled in the friction, making a pitiful sound that bordered on a whimper in the cavity of a momentary return to stalemate.

"How many more times will this tragedy continue?"

Fenrir's golden eyes, frozen with death, froze still, were still directed towards its scorched dragon wings, as if desperately trying to protect something, and even after death, the muscles on its wings remained tense.

No one answered, leaving her ghostly eyes flowing with sorrow in the inexplicable shadows.

Mercer also did not speak, nor did he attack.

Fenrir was not wrong, it did not harm humanity, nor did it try to unify the world or anything - it didn't even know that the power it had at its disposal belonged to the top of the world, and that it could easily control the lives and deaths of all people between the ups and downs.

Even being locked in this lonely hollow by the 'sister' it has always trusted, there is not the slightest dissatisfaction.

Maybe it was sharing potato chips with Lu Mingfei before, watching old TV, and at the same time looking forward to the 'sister' coming back to play with it, and it could also introduce the new friends it knew to the 'sister'.

And now, the naïve and naïve Dragon King has been completely killed by reality, and only the pure dragon bone cross remains.

No, maybe it's a better ending?

Mercer thought sadly, after all, it didn't know until it died that even its closest 'sister' wanted to kill it.

“…… Let you see the joke," Natsumi had already loosened Fenrir's heavy body as he pondered, "I should probably learn to get used to it, right?" As you said, 'We can only lose and survive'. ”

"No one wants to lose, all choices are forced to be helpless."

The black-red filaments flickered in his eyes, and he himself might have made up his mind? Forced to be helpless......

That's always the case.

"You see, you always like to run away," Natsumi laughed abruptly, and even though the bulging scales and bone spurs had completely destroyed her fair and smooth skin and radiant body, her smile was still so familiar, at best, with some good-natured sarcasm.

No, it's not.

Mercer tried his best not to make eye contact with those golden eyes, not knowing whether it was fantasy or what, he could always see the familiar tenderness and mischievous in them. and grief.

Things have come to this point, so what else can't be done?

He laughed at himself in his heart. Indeed, he likes to escape, whether it is the previous dozens of days of relaxed play without any action, or the feeling just now, even if his temperament is a little colder, it can't change his habits.

Ken Kaneki? In all fairness, it's the best and worst outcome......

At least now he has nowhere to run.

But what if you don't choose to run away? Maybe it's worse, maybe it'......" Natsumi whispered, not knowing if she was asking him or herself.

In the next moment, the sudden surge of coercion had replaced all possible images of her.

"I'm destined for revenge on this world, so either you stop me, kill me, or—" The demonic light in the golden pupils had grown stronger, and more subversive forces were churning from her. The familiar realm of alchemy rose up, bringing up a blue-purple arc of electricity, refining a huge black scythe out of thin air.

The language of the ancient Ao was recited from her mouth, and the power of the dragon text could never be underestimated, and in an instant, another inexplicable realm was magnified dozens of times, and even the movement of the air was condensed as if it was sinking and floating in glue.

The air pressure of the great change even caused the entire cavity, and the wind blowing out of the passage was like a ghost crying and a god, or a thousand armies in unison.

The implication is self-evident.

"Dead here?"

Mercer chuckled, and the black light RC virus surged wildly through his body, providing the most ample power for each simulated muscle fiber. After being replenished, Hebao once again extended four new Hezi, like four erratic red silks, swaying behind him.

The dragon blood that had been promoted to the A-level was also boiling under the stimulation of the virus, bursting out with vitality no less than the blood explosion at one time, and the expansion of the domain that he named the Vientiane Heavenly Sign, could even compete with the dragon king-level domain in a small area.

"Since all tragedies come from the incompetence of those involved...... So, as long as you have enough ability, there will be no tragedy, right? ”

The figure surrounded by layers of the alchemy realm did not answer, but only gently rotated the scythe in his hand, bringing up enough wind pressure and crackling arcs to cut the ground.

Only now is she truly qualified to be named the serpent of the atrium that surrounds the world - Jörmungadr.

"And who knows?" A chuckle faintly came from the dark gold that was hard to see, "But if you become Deadpool, I'll tell you again that you spent a good time." ”

The voice, in addition to familiarity, is more unfamiliar.

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