I am an 8th grade student in Dangyang, Form 2.

One day I suddenly noticed that there was an egg growing somewhere in my body, why did I say it was an egg exactly? Because I know it's an egg, what do I call it, yes, it's Norton.

One

In an unused manor house of the Kassel Academy, the vegetation had remained bleak and withered, and a sea breeze blew and shards of mottled walls drifted down, revealing a marble wall that reflected shadows.

Inside, the boss said:

"Enxi, what's the matter with me in such a hurry? You can handle the following matters of the dragon king yourself. ”

"Well, boss, I'm afraid this time it's the Dragon King's business. Sudden discovery of a fire elemental rage near the Three Gorges of China. Su Enxi said.

"Map."

Su Enxi called up the map on the computer, and a point in China's Hubei Province kept radiating red circles, and the boss touched his hand on the screen to zoom in. Hubei Province, Yichang City, Dangyang City, a long and straight avenue across the center of the map, a red dot at the end of this avenue kept flashing, the red light is getting brighter and brighter.

"Norton isn't dead." The boss said.

"Huh? Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, didn't die in the Three Gorges? Mai said.

"Yes." The boss breathed a sigh of relief and said, "At that time, Lu Mingfei pulled out the least powerful ** among the seven deadly sins, and Norton still had a strong enough vitality after being attacked. ”

"And what about the attacks of Caesar and the others?"

"Norton had already laid eggs before they attacked him."

"So what now? Deliver the news to Angers? Potato Chip Girl asked.

"Nope." The boss shook his head and said, "This is the first time in human history that a dragon king has been killed, and we can't beat Lu Mingfei's confidence." The boss clenched his fist and let go, and the white palm revealed four bloody holes pierced by his fingers, which were healing rapidly, and said, "It's a pity that I am restricted by some kind of contract, so I can't go to this place, otherwise I will go directly and kill Norton." As he spoke, he pointed to Dangyang.

"Huh?" This is the first time they have found out that the boss still has restrictions, and Mai asked in a charming manner.

"So I can only ask Mai to you," the boss said and kissed Mai Jiude's soft face, "Even if Norton is resurrected, his strength is less than one percent of what he was in his heyday, so don't worry about it, kill him." ”

"Yes." Mai's face is not red but her heart is beating, and her heart is pounding not because Lu Mingze kissed her, the boss's child temperament has long been used to it, but it is the Fire King Norton who has to face, kill him, the boss said it is so light, yes, it is indeed very light.

Two

It's the beginning of the school season in September, and there is still a strong scorching heat in the schoolyard, the grass in the huge playground has grown wildly for a summer, and the grass tends to turn into a jungle, and dozens of field workers are pushing lawn mowers to rest the lawn, lamenting to each other when it will be completed. Qiu Tong, Langquan, Xuefeng, Zeyu, Yu Lei, and Ruoxue, who came to play at school, were playing table tennis next to the playground, and the sound of the lawn mower buzzing came, and Zeyu said:

"I'm sick of it. We don't rest early and don't rest at night, but we rest at this time. ”

"It's going to beautify, it's also beautifying our campus." Yu Lei said.

"Why don't you go to your house?" Lang Quan asked.

"Okay." Zeyu replied.

So Zeyu Langquan Yu Lei Qiutong packed up the utensils and set off, Xue Feng sighed lightly and followed them.

The next day, school starts, and they enter Secondary 2 (the second year of junior high school). The class leader Qiu Tong led the students to tidy up the seats and clean the classroom.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zi Yan."

Dressed in a group of lilac simple dresses, the concave and convex figure is graceful and exquisite, the bun is combed at will, the half-moon-shaped bangs flutter with the breeze, and the eyes seem to have starlight, charming and deep; A fresh breeze blows, and the classroom is filled with the faint scent of cherry blossoms.

Langquan and Yu Lei couldn't help but let out a sigh of admiration at the same time, and then Langquan turned his head and said, "Damn, you're gay." "yes. I found out that I was in love with her, and I was not allowed to rob her. "I'm too lazy to pay attention to you."

Xue Feng glanced up and continued to bury his head in calculus; Zeyu turned his head to look out the window, and the hot and humid wind blew through the wheat waves on the ends of his unkempt hair, and he wrote a line of words in the book.

Qiu Tong's eyes lit up, looked at Zi Yan, and then looked at the teacher, then raised his hand and said loudly: "Teacher, there is a seat here, Zi Yan can sit here." He pointed to the seat at the same table. The teachers and classmates were embarrassed when they heard this, Zi Yan looked at Qiu Tong's anxious appearance, and couldn't help but feel disgust and contempt, the teacher asked her, and she nodded.

But when Zi Tong sat down next to Qiu Tong, Qiu Tong looked back and smiled, at that moment, Zi Yan seemed to be shrouded in brilliant golden light, Qiu Tong's eyes were golden yellow, not the black eyes of normal people, nor the color of human blood, not the red gold of the dragon clan with higher blood, or golden yellow, the color of the sun, exuding awesome majesty and an irresistible charm; The slightly bloated body has no muscle that is superfluous at the moment, Qiu Tong seems to have put on a yellow robe in an instant, like an emperor, sitting comfortably like this, and also revealing a shocking momentum.

This kind of aura, Zi Yan seems to have only felt it on the boss. This kind of pupil, even the eyes of Norton, who she was looking at in the water, could not catch up with the dazzling.

Zi Yan suddenly remembered the task of this trip, some sweat seeped from the back of his neck, his hand reached under his skirt, and held the Taidao Tiandu Imperial Soul, but when he looked up slightly, he found that the sun in Qiu Tong's eyes just now shone on the tips of his hair, his white eyes and black eyes, the bloodshot in his eyeballs was clearly visible, and the pupils of complete human eyes, Zi Yan's hand holding the knife stopped under his skirt. Even if the golden pupil was extinguished instantly, there would be a delay, and if he was Norton, she would at least feel the bloodline suppressed. Zi Yan breathed a sigh of relief, straightened up, and smiled coquettishly at Qiu Tong.

Qiu Tong, is it Norton?

Three

The summer has not passed, the heat in the student dormitory is abnormal, Qiu Tong Zeyu can't stand it, he rolls the mat on the stainless steel windowsill outside the house, and falls asleep on the empty windowsill, the weather is too hot and there are no mosquitoes, Zeyu muttered.

In the vast woods in front of the student dormitory, the bright lights in the center of the dormitory building and the bleak moonlight in the sky sprinkled on the branches and leaves, and the dappled shade covered the grass, which was incompatible with the style of the campus.

Today, Mai smelled the blood of the dragon clan coming from the jungle in front of the dormitory building, and immediately released the spirit of the spirit and rushed down, and walked to the gate of the jungle, only to find that in the shadow next to the door, Langquan was looking into her eyes and smiling. Zi Yan was surprised, and looked at the air ripples around his body to confirm that the Underworld Realm was open, but Langquan looked into his eyes like this and smiled, as if he could see her; Langquan's gaze is not as brilliant and dazzling as Qiu Tong, like a miserable white moonlight, bright, but more lonely.

Fortunately, Mai had the experience of being stared at by Caesar, and probably his speech spirit was also a sickle.

"Hello, Purple Pheasant." Langquan said lightly.

"Hello, Langquan." Zi Yan said lightly, and the charm spread in the air.

"You shouldn't be here, or you shouldn't be here." Langquan looked directly at Zi Yan and said with a touch of enthusiasm, his eyes were as sad as moonlight, and people couldn't bear to refuse, if it was courtship.

"How?" Purple Pheasant. Did he see through my identity at a glance, or was he Norton? Thinking of this, he immediately became ready for battle, but his gaze was full of loneliness and tenderness, how could it be the fiery Fire King Norton? The tense muscles slackened again.

"Do you know why I said you shouldn't be on this campus?" Langquan said, still in a faint and lonely tone, like a miserable white moonlight.

"You're worried about my safety?" Zi Yan said.

"Your abilities are among the best among hybrids. But where your bloodline comes from," Lang Quan paused.

"How?"

"Your spirit is a reflection of the shadows, the spirit of words from the White King. This campus does not allow the White King and the White King bloodline, who have already betrayed the Dragon Clan, to come. As he spoke, he involuntarily showed resentment, and his eyes became hideous.

"Then why am I still here, still alive?" Zi Yan endured the horror in his heart and said calmly.

"Because," Langquan stepped forward and grabbed Zi Yan's blowable face, and his hideous eyes met the charming pupils, "Because, you are so beautiful." After speaking, he retreated and returned to an indifferent expression, and said:

"Probably other people are like me, trying to taste your ** taste and not killing you." The words spit out like a bleak moonlight, exuding only desolation.

Zi Yan didn't want to talk to Langquan anymore, and at this time, a girl slowly walked out of the jungle and walked past Langquan in the shadows and Zi Yan who was invisible.

"Ruoxue, wait a minute." Langquan said.

Ruoxue walked over, and Langquan slowly took off the pine thorn ball attached to her skirt from Ruoxue's back. The warm appearance made Zi Yan look envious.

"Okay, pay attention next time, don't come next time."

"Thank you, Brother Quan."

Ruoxue left after speaking, Zi Yan nodded to Langquan and left, leaving Langquan alone in the shadows.

Langquan, could it be Norton?

Four

As the days passed, Zi Yan was too tired, these people had never shown other dragon characteristics except for some IQ highs, the hideous shining scales, the noble and dreamy wings that slowly unfolded, and the golden eyes that were constantly burning, seemed to be far, far away from her.

After hesitating for a long time, Zi Yan called his boss and asked if he wanted to bring in some large-scale weapons and kill them all.

The boss stood silent, usually a very decisive person, but also sometimes indecisive, and what he was thinking about at the moment was not the punishment of humans and half-breeds after the entire campus was flattened, but the time spent in Black Swan Harbor. Having lost his power and power, he struggled at the bottom of despair, screaming at the cold cross bound by rough hemp rope, enduring all too familiar loneliness, and the once-despised half-breed trampled on his noble dignity with ease. Now, how can those children who don't have the slightest power and power be easily exterminated by themselves.

After a long time, the boss said lightly, no, you can find Norton slowly, even if you can't kill Norton, it doesn't matter, you just come back alive.

When the sea of fire covers the vast land, and the fragile creatures struggle and weep, I should attack alone!

The autumn wind carried the sycamore leaves into the classroom, like snow, and the cool autumn wind whistled the clothes and brought the fragrance of straw and earth outside the window.

The school held a mid-term exam, and the first was undoubtedly Xuefeng, and although Zi Yan had a wide range of knowledge but didn't study hard, it was medium, and the teacher transferred Zi Yan to the same table as Xue Feng.

Qiu Tong helps Zi Yan carry and organize things like a pug.

"No need, I'll just tidy it up myself." Zi Yan said softly, like a heavenly sound.

"Uh." Qiu Tong is gone.

Xue Feng, who was calculating a partial differential equation, glanced up at Zi Yan, lowered his head and continued to calculate.

Zi Yan sorted out the books and said to Xue Feng, "Hello." "Hello." Xue Feng didn't look up and replied, and in response to her was the sound of Xue Feng's pen scratching on the paper and the whistling autumn wind, the autumn wind blew the tips of Xue Feng's hair and scattered Zi Yan's vision, Zi Yan quietly watched Xue Feng write down strings of letters and numbers on the calculation paper like calligraphy. Xue Feng lives in his world like this, there is no communication, no communication, but Zi Yan feels that Xue Feng is not lonely, on the contrary, there are many people behind him who are calculating, there is no fighting, no blood, only a piece of calculation paper and flourishing science, this is the world of human beings.

Three days later, in the evening, after the evening self-study, everyone was gone, and there were only bright and dazzling lights in the classroom and the snow peak on the paper, Zi Yan released the dark light into the classroom, leaned over to Xue Feng to watch him calculate the problem, and immersed himself in the fragrance of grass emitted by the snow peak.

In the past few days, he sent Xuefeng's calculation questions to Su Enxi, who graduated from the University of Finance and Economics, Su Enxi said that I don't know how to calculate these questions, and I usually use computer software to calculate them.

"Aren't you tired standing like this? Sit back. Xue Feng's pen didn't stop moving, and said lightly.

Xue Feng's words were as warm and ordinary as a simple words of care at the same table, and after sitting down, Zi Yan realized that Xue Feng should not have discovered her, unless he could also be Norton because of his bloodline.

Zi Yan immediately entered a state of preparation, but Xue Feng's pen never stopped, ignoring her.

After standing for three seconds, Zi Yan could only relax and said:

"How did you find me?"

Xue Feng stopped his pen, turned to look at Zi Yan for a while, and said:

"Can I say I smell your body odor?" With a wicked smile.

"No, the smell I give off can't be smelled by humans."

"It's the temperature." Xue Feng quietly looked at Zi Yan and said lightly.

"Uh." A person cannot stop dissipating heat unless he dies.

Zi Xue Feng stared at each other, there was nothing to say, and the silence gradually turned into loneliness. 紫雩 says:

"It seems that your dragon blood ratio is not low, with such a high IQ coupled with a sensitive sensory system."

"yes."

"Why do you focus on calculations and not practice force in preparation for dragon slaying?" Zi Yan said that if he was Norton, he would inevitably react abnormally, and Zi Yan was ready for Xue Feng to suddenly attack her and slash his spine with a few slashes.

"Slay the dragon? Need to be prepared? Xue Feng said lightly, his tone as natural as grass growing in spring.

"Why do you say that?"

"The high purity of the bloodline gives me almost unlimited abilities, but when I use the power of dragons, it is difficult to calm down, and the vigorous blood seems to constantly remind me that I am not a human but a dragon. As I watched a dragon with my head cut off falling from the sky, its bloated body smashing into the grass and raising a cloud of dust, the veins that transported energy bulged from the body, like a craggy barren mountain forest. I'm terrified, I'm afraid that if I use the hidden power in my blood, I'll become a dragon, with a perfect but ugly body, and enjoy the loneliness of a person, oh no, a dragon. Xue Feng paused, his eyes swept over the neat calculus paper full of characters, "And only when I am immersed in the calculation of a problem, my blood will calm down, and my heart will beat regularly, and a certain amount of blood will pop out, just like a human being." ”

"That's right." Purple Pheasant. Most half-bloods try their best to stimulate the power of the dragon blood in their bodies, while some people suppress the dragon blood again, such as Xue Feng.

"What do you seem to be looking for, information? Goods? Or people? Or is it a dragon? Xue Feng said.

"I'm looking for something."

"Go to Zeyu, he has a lot of knowledge and will help you. Don't bother me, my blood will get agitated when you get close. ”

"Hey, hey, huh."

Snow Peak, will it be Norton?

Five

It is almost late autumn, and the campus is full of withered yellow fallen leaves, which are neatly hidden in the mud and grass, but the vast forest in front of the teaching building is lush with new leaves, with the fresh breath of spring life.

Zeyu stood in front of the fence, looking at the chic scenery of the vast campus, or at the constantly fluttering wind.

Zi Yan walked to Zeyu's side and stood quietly, unable to help but be imprisoned by the loneliness emanating from Zeyu's body, and the words of inquiry that he had already thought about seemed to be unable to break the tranquility of the moment.

"I see you've been wandering around the campus for more than half a year, what have you gained?" Zeyu said to Zi Yan facing forward.

"What's the catch?" People on this campus can't think with common sense, and they never play cards according to common sense, Zeyu suddenly said something that Zi Yan hadn't thought about.

"I really can't imagine that the person who asked you to come didn't tell you how dangerous it is for you to come here, and the White King bloodline dares to come to the place where bones are buried, really," Zeyu suddenly changed from a lonely boy to a verbose old woman, and said: "If Langquan didn't care about you, you don't know how many times you died." ”

"Huh?" Zi Yan reacted in shock, the shock was because Zeyu had become too fast.

"You don't know why this place is dangerous for you, do you?" Zeyu asked.

"Yes." Purple Pheasant nodded like a little girl.

"Have you read "Romance of the Three Kingdoms"?"

"Nope." The purple goose incarnated by Mai Liquor is Japanese, and I haven't really read it.

"Alas, young people nowadays pay less and less attention to the classics." Zeyu shook his head and sighed, and then said lightly: "In the forty-first episode of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", Zhao Yun Changbanpo Savior wrote that Zhao Yun was dressed in white, seven in and seven out, and killed more than 50 famous generals of the Cao army. ”

"Huh?"

"Even if the dragon bloodline in the body is much higher than others, can a half-breed single-handedly kill more than fifty other half-bloods in a chaotic army?" Zeyu paused and looked at Zi Yan's charming big eyes and said, "Do you think that the person who killed more than fifty generals is really Zhao Yun?" Or, that Zhao Yun is a human? ”

"Is it the White King?" Ziyan's eyes were opened to the maximum.

"Yes. That Zhao Yun was the incarnation of the White King, and the more than fifty famous generals of the Cao Army he killed were all pure-blooded dragons who wanted to help Cao Cao unify the world for some reason. What is ridiculous is that when Liu Shou of the Western Jin Dynasty wrote the "Chronicles of the Three Kingdoms" as the official history, he did not write this paragraph in order to hide people's eyes, and Luo Guanzhong, who knew about it, resolutely wrote this history. ”

"Dangyang, Nagasaka Slope, the place where bones are buried," Zi Yan muttered, and then suddenly said:

"You're saying that it was here that the White King killed more than fifty dragons, and the corpses of those dragons were buried here?" As he spoke, he pointed to the ground.

"Yes." Zeyu replied, then turned around and quietly looked at the wind drifting through the campus, and did not say a word, as if he had never spoken.

The purple pheasant stood for a long time in the fluttering autumn wind and loneliness, and she knew that the dragon clan could issue a curse at the cost of no longer laying eggs and resurrecting before dying, which was probably the contract that the boss said. And the dragons of the outer bloodline of the White King who are still alive here will inevitably hate the White King and her with the blood of the White King.

However, they are all human beings, so why should they hate the dragon who killed the dragon?

The campus in front of her was no longer lush and warm, she had already seen that the bones were towering in the ground, and the hot blood of more than fifty pure-blood dragons when they died buried the entire land, and everywhere she went, the grass and summer insects were annihilated into ashes. After thousands of years of infiltration, those noble and dirty blood permeated the entire underground river, the above-ground river, and was drunk into the stomach of the people who lived here, changing their bodies and souls little by little.

Zeyu, is it Norton?

Six

It seems that autumn has not yet passed, and spring has come. The bright spring light flooded the vast campus, making people feel inexplicably tired.

For the final exam, Ziyan listened to the clear and slow English listening and fell asleep.

Zi Yan didn't know how cute she was lying on her desk and falling asleep, dripping saliva slowly falling on the test paper, but she was just experiencing life again in her sleep, the poor little girl who was hanging on the beam of the room to train ninjutsu, the omnipotent and childish boss who happened to appear when she wanted to escape, and his smile, his wild and quiet eyes, he looked at her quietly with a smile, and then turned and walked away. Zi Yan called out his name, and the dream gradually blurred, and he woke up slowly.

On the podium, Ziyan's familiar English teacher said: "You have passed the dragon language test, go outside to fight!" ”

Zi Yan looked around, and there were only Yu Lei, Langquan, Zeyu, Qiu Tong, Xue Feng and herself in the classroom.

Zi Yan returned to the dormitory to carry the Seven Deadly Sins, and when she returned, Yu Lei and Xue Feng had already started a war, their wings spread, and the elements in the air were constantly released, and the words and spirits were mixed in an arrangement, and the air was filled with their afterimages.

However, in my opinion, their movements are too slow, their attacks are too immature, and the release of words and spirits is not at the right time. I smirked sarcastically and turned to look at the purple pheasant standing in front of me. Because of me, there was no snow this winter, but now the sun is shining, just like summer. Zi Yan faded from the thin and delicate purple cotton jacket, and wore a sweater with a red background reflecting the pattern of the World Tree, and her body was concave and convex, exuding a familiar and attractive body fragrance, which was extremely charming.

I suddenly felt a ** fire in my heart, heh, I want this woman.

I was still not used to this body, and I slowly approached the purple pheasant, and my soft and elastic buttocks attracted my gaze there. Then close to the purple goose, my heavy gasp hit her hair, and the scent of her hair reminded me of my hometown. I stretched out my arms to hug her, and Zi Yan turned sharply, stuck a short sword in my chest, and galloped back, looking at me with a solemn face.

"**? I didn't expect to be stabbed twice by a weapon I forged myself, and both were the most powerful **. "I didn't pay attention to the short sword stabbed in my chest," I said with a wicked smile.

With Zi Yan's ability, the only thing that can be pulled out in a hurry is **.

"Langquan? I didn't expect you to be Norton. Zi Yan said, he didn't expect the temperamental Fire King Norton to become gloomy and lonely after his death.

"What more do you need to say! The punishment of the stabbing king, are you ready! I said word for word, and the fire of rage in my heart was finally ignited. When he spoke, a burst of mental fluctuations erupted, spreading to all sides, and the ** inserted in his chest was ejected and fell to the grass. The flaming elements condensed on my back, forming a pair of wings of fire. The golden pupils burned into red gold, staring at Zi Yan Miaoman's body, the pupils and the corners of his mouth became playful again, and he said slowly:

"Don't worry, how can I be willing to kill you."

Zi Yan stepped back slightly, looking at my expression, she was completely under her control, and this battle would be lost.

"Don't retreat! I'll draw my sword for you! There was a mental fluctuation behind Zi Yan.

"White King." I said lightly.

"Heavenly Imperial Soul!" "Heavenly Feather Feather Slash!"

Two knives were pulled out of Zi Yan's pants and floated in the air, Zi Yan grabbed them with both hands, and in an instant, the huge alchemy field erupted, burying the sky and the earth, dimming the sun and the moon, and the darkness swept towards me.

"The power of human beings should not be underestimated." I said lightly. My right hand stretched out, and my five fingers formed the shape of holding a sword, and the surrounding elements underwent complex physical and chemical reactions to condense in and above my palm, and the lines of fire pierced the darkness.

"Phantom Sword|Verdun!"

"A hundred years ago, with a flick of the wave, it was a million struggling and weeping creatures." I gazed at Verdun as I gazed at Verdun, the blood-red hilt and the massive golden blade reminded me of those weeping creatures, and a feeling of compassion seemed to rise in my heart that I had never felt before.

The sword is over, so what's the point of hesitation.

The purple pheasant swung her twin swords at me, and I met them with my sword, trampling the sparks step by step.

Bang bang

Qiu Tong Zeyu, who was standing in the clearing, and Yu Lei Xuefeng, who had already decided the victory, silently looked at me and Zi Yan, sparks were everywhere, every sword and sword were related to life and death, and the speed slowed down. They watched the fight observantly, as if they didn't know that I was the dragon king they had been dreaming about. I glanced at them and said casually:

"Humble and stupid human beings, you still think this is just a contest that does not involve life and death."

Qiu Tong jokingly said:

"One of them holds a giant sword, one holds a sword, or two swords, is this fighting dnf!"

Soon, I slapped the belly of the Verdun sword on the purple pheasant's body, and the purple pheasant fell in response, and the air formed layers of air cushions, and she was like a sleeping fairy who had fallen into the mortal dust, lying quietly on the grass. I gazed at her wonderful face as if I were asleep, and pity welled up in my heart.

What black king, what the end of the world, go to hell, I have died a hundred times in ten thousand years, in this life, I just want to love someone well!

Seven

A white figure appeared behind Zi Yan, holding Zi Yan who fell to the ground, and the confused Zi Yan muttered, "Boss." "Sleep in peace, good." The white king in human form said to the purple pheasant, and the purple pheasant slept peacefully in his arms, and he put down the purple pheasant, stood on the grass and said:

"Yes, Norton, no wonder I couldn't find you, it turns out that you chose a pure-blood human body as an egg." Without waiting for me to reply, he roared angrily, "To humiliate the soul of a noble dragon king with the body of a lowly pure-blooded human!" I will make you dead and never come back to life! "Strands of dragon power spread out from the wingless boy, locking onto my body.

I danced the fire wings behind me to dispel his suppression, and joked: "Hehe, White King, let's not say that you have always wanted to kill me and never come back to life. Let's just talk about the body, you body (pure-blooded human) that can't even open the dragon's wings, do you still dare to claim to be the dragon king! Yes! I roared.

"I never said I was the White King." The young man in white replied lightly, "But since I'm here, you!" No resurrection! After speaking, spiritual fluctuations spread out from his body, permeating the sunny and warm world.

"Damn!" The wings of fire dancing behind my back and the phantom sword in my hand|Verdun gradually dissipated under his control, and I fell downwards without my wings. In the end, it still doesn't work, although I shouted to him that they are all pure-blooded human bodies, but the ability of the White King is spirit, and I am like a newborn child compared to him without ** power.

He walked over unhurriedly and picked up the short sword ** and threw it, then walked to the big box of the seven deadly sins, pulled out the remaining six at random and threw them, and the sharp blades were arranged in the air above me in a chaotic and strict manner. As the fury returned, the realm of crime and punishment was fully opened, the roar of explosions was deafening, and an ugly aura of mixed colors pressed down on me, and the sound of violent heartbeats and roars in the seven weapons was clearly audible.

It's ridiculous, I didn't expect to be forced to the point of death by the weapon I forged. When the Seven Deadly Sins were first forged, the living hearts of the seven dragons were sealed in them. I have seen the hatred and revenge of these dragons whose hearts have been stripped alive by me, and finally awakened after struggling in the darkness for ten thousand years, to lead me into endless darkness and loneliness, even nothingness.

Just, what's the fear?

"Ahhh I roared, the dragon was still there, and the seven deadly sins retreated into the air.

I shouted to him, "I don't care if you admit that you are the White King or not, but you can remember the more than fifty dragons buried here two thousand years ago!" The sound echoed through the fields, and it didn't stop for a long time.

After I finished speaking, my empty right hand reached into the ground, and regardless of the flesh-and-blood palm and arm, I pulled out a perfect dragon skeleton, and then as if it wanted to explode and spread around, a dragon skeleton broke through the ground, like a bone dragon, floating on the grass.

"Burn! Avenger's blood! ”

These dead dragons have been eroded by the years to the point that only the silver-white skeleton remains, but their powerful blood has never run out, and the long-dormant hematopoietic stem cells in the bone marrow have been awakened by me at this moment, growing and dividing rapidly, collapsing, and turning into wisps of restless blood.

More than fifty skeletons turned blood-red in an instant, and then dissipated into a huge flame composed of clusters of blood, which rose into the sky, burying the vast grass and obscuring the brilliant sky.

This is not a sea of fire, but where can the heat of the blood be compared to the sea of fire, this is the sea of blood, the violent and unruly blood of more than fifty dragons that have been silent for two thousand years was exploded by me in an instant, overwhelming.

The blood formed a pair of blood wings behind me, and I danced the blood wings into the sky, and the blood wings grew larger and larger as I danced. With a wave of my right hand, my blood condensed into a giant sword.

"The Cursed Phantom Sword|Verdun!"

The hilt of the sword remained unchanged, condensed blood red; The golden sword body turned into a cluster of fluctuating and restless blood, just like thousands of living blood qi roaring and expanding, one after another, furious.

"The curse of the dragon clan has never been lost!" I swung my sword and swept towards the white-clothed boy who was bound by a sea of blood.

He didn't say anything, his expression was indifferent, he stood in front of Zi Yan, and used his spirit to constantly dispel the violent and hot blood that came from the attack, and looked up at me, you sweep it, I will turn into dust, but this girl must be protected by me. It's not out of love, it's just what a gentleman does.

A sword fell, and there was nothing but dust.

I swept towards his massive phantom sword and paused. Kill the White King, and the violent blood brought by the phantom sword will instantly dissipate the purple goose into ashes. The experience of being chased and killed by the White King for 10,000 years flashed in my heart one after another, and the humiliation and contempt I suffered in my lifetime, and the blood of the curse of more than fifty dragons that I had endured for two thousand years, constantly urged me to swing the phantom sword.

Kill! From now on, the white king will dissipate, the black king will not be resurrected, and I will be the king of the world!

It's just that when I looked past the young man in white and looked at Zi Yan's graceful and amiable body, and saw Zi Yan's slightly frowning expression in his sleep, enduring the restless and violent blood, my dragon king's heart dissipated.

"It seems that you are indeed not the White King," I said lightly, "how can a noble king care about the humble and fragile human beings!" ”

The sea of blood, the phantom sword, and the blood wings are gradually dissipating, and the battle between kings and kings, retreating, is defeat. At this moment, the blood of more than fifty dragons no longer recognized me as the dragon king.

I fell to the ground slowly, without wings, without a phantom sword, without dragon blood, like a human, or rather, a pure-blooded human.

The Seven Deadly Sins floating in the air landed, the realm of Crime and Punishment opened, locking me to the grass, and the consciousness of the Dragon King was eroded and absorbed. The blood of every king shall end with the sword.

The blood and qi that permeated the world dissipated, and the skeletons that turned into blood and gas had long since disappeared, and the sun returned to the earth, the customs were faint, and the grass grew and the warbler flew. It seems that there is nothing to witness this battle between kings and kings, but the 20,000 acres of cherry blossoms planted around the campus have been precociously ripened by the warmth caused by me.

Thousands of cherry blossoms floated down the sky, and a sea of pink petals replaced the sea of blood, with a faint fresh fragrance, dancing like snow, wanting to bury the weak body of the Fire King in this funeral.

The young man in white slowly approached me to take back the seven deadly sins, looked at the human body lying on the grass where the Fire King's consciousness had dissipated, and said:

"Neither are you."