If you only look at the outside, it is just an ordinary and square two-story building with a light blue sloping roof on the white walls.

However, the interior is very elaborately decorated, and it is one of Pompeii's expensive collections in terms of security measures.

On one side of the vast Kushiro Wetland is a shallow tidal flat, where white-winged birds flutter off their wings and fly leisurely towards the tall forest that is becoming greener.

There are more than a dozen holiday cottages like this in Pompeii in Japan. He never wanted to die in a vacation home like this.

Pompeii, half-kneeling on the ground, could barely make any movements. The descendants of the sky and the wind had great difficulty just opening their eyes in front of their ancestors.

What's more, he has injected the fetal blood that Li Wuyue has used to manipulate his hands and feet, and the "purified" bloodline has become his life-threatening talisman.

"Looks like you're here to kill me. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to speak. ”

"That's right."

Li Wuyue can completely sneak attack, and it can also make Pompey lose his ability to speak. But he wouldn't do that.

And Pompey understands that the key to survival is dragging. Patsy, who lurks nearby, gets the word the moment the hut is invaded, and K is a smart woman who knows what to do now.

As long as he can delay for ten seconds, he has a chance to live. The question is, with his words and the alchemy items he carries, can he interfere with the Wind King?

300 meters from the hut, a flaming Aston roared into the forest, whipping up a red whirlwind along the tracks of the tour train.

Patsy's face was grim, and even when the car was on the verge of losing control, he still stepped on the accelerator to the bottom. The speed dial continues to soar, and the equipment department Xuancheng can still break through 300 kilometers per hour in poor road conditions.

Pompey had expected such a situation today, but he still underestimated Li Wuyue's strength, and he didn't even have time to communicate with Patsy.

Patsy couldn't guard his side, otherwise Patsy, who was not under the Wind King's mind control, would be the first target for cutting. This is the key to coping strategies.

"The loyal Gattuso family welcomes you back. We will fabricate the perfect identity for you and hand over the entire accumulation of the family to ......"

"You're just procrastinating. It is impossible for a man like you to be loyal to any monarch. The only person you trust is yourself. ”

And Caesar. Pompey added in his mind.

Li Wuyue interrupted Pompey's oath of allegiance. He spoke quickly, but not in a hurry, and without any emotion.

"I'll give you the time you want. In the last silence, struggle with it. ”

Li Wuyue stretched out her pale hands and opened her palms. After a precise second, he retracted a finger.

Pompey couldn't help but feel a little bitter in his heart. He was calculating the possibility of survival, and the Dragon King only wanted to run over him with absolute violence.

The roar of the engine was approaching from outside the window. In the hut, Pompeii was half-kneeling on the ground, his hands down, like a criminal on trial; Li Wuyue gathered the five fingers of her left hand and condensed them into fists; 3k exhaled a faint smoke and stared at the liquor in his glass.

5，4，3......

K burst out like a cheetah, and the strong explosive force made the soft bed deeply dented. K's slender right leg with graceful lines turned into a cyan hind limb with reflexed joints in mid-air, and his claws shattered the thick bulletproof glass with a single blow and jumped out of the window.

2。

Li Wuyue's expression was a little subtle. Pompeii may have hoped that the woman would come to his rescue.

1。

There was a thunderclap in the hut, and Li Wuyue's fist struck Pompey's forehead in the twisted compressed air. The hard skull of a human being is no different from a piece of jelly in the face of this violence.

Within a thousandth of a second, Pompeii exploded.

The silver-encrusted pocket watch Pompeii wore on his chest cracked, turning to powder and detonating a brilliant elemental turbulence.

Only an alchemy creation of this level can interfere with the Dragon King, with one less one. The aftermath of the explosion blasted open the floor, and Pompeii, whose sternum cracked, plummeted to the first floor in a state of blank consciousness.

Although it targeted Li Wuyue, something similar to "recoil" alone caused severe burns and physical damage to Pompeii.

The stallion coughed up a mouthful of blood and struggled to get up from the floor. The Elemental Turbulence weakened the effects of the Domain, and he gained a bit of mobility.

He should have two seconds, enough time for him to round with Patsy.

Pompeii staggered against the door, his left hand pressed the cold doorknob.

A vague shadow flashed. Blood splattered, and an irregular piece of wood pierced deep into the iron door, its end shattering in impact.

The surface of the wood chip is quite rough, but the cuts it creates are as neat as a paper cutter.

The sharp pain of the severed arm and the intense feeling of depression made Pompey's eyes red, and he gritted his teeth and slammed open the iron door.

But that's just the beginning. He finally left the hut, but the Grim Reaper was only a dozen meters away from him.

A dust-free place!

Three diamond-shaped pieces of wood and shards of glass knocked the vacuum field inward, and it was able to withstand the attack.

It is not wise to use this spirit in front of the Wind King, and it will soon be forcibly lifted. But the key to combat is timing, as long as it can support a moment, it is enough.

The violent wind pressure cracked the floor, and Li Wuyue fell heavily on the ground on the first floor, blood beads oozed from the fine blue dragon scales on her right arm, and there were many burns and cracks on the outside.

There is a rhythmic bangzi sound, with a bit of Indian style.

Li Wuyue was engulfed in a sea of pitch blackness. The pitch-black "sea water" stretched open the floor and roared as it surged towards the dragon king in the center.

If you turn on the bright overhead light, you can see the sea for what it really is. The pitch-black cloth robes seemed to stick to their bodies, and the blue-black scales dripped from the dark viscous blood, and the pitch-black masks covered their hideous ghostly faces.

Holding a wooden bang, K skillfully beats out a fixed rhythm and tone.

Pompey couldn't deal with the enemy, she couldn't deal with either. K chooses the path of reason and activates the purgatory-like trap under the hut.

The so-called Immortals are biological weapons transformed by alchemy from powerful hybrids that have been using explosive blood for a long time and are about to fall.

But alchemy is by no means omnipotent. The technique of crafting the Immortals does not reverse the process of bursting blood, but only slows it down. Even if the immortals are frozen for a long time, they will eventually "expire" if they are used more times.

These are the Immortals who have expired and deteriorated. They have undergone various alchemical transformations before their deaths, and their bodies have been repeatedly baptized by blood explosion and dragon king serum. Although he doesn't have any brains, he is definitely fierce enough for Li Wuyue to drink a pot.

“i owe you.”

Pompeii reluctantly saluted K, and began to flee with Patsy's support. And K knocked on the bangzi while retreating, these devilish creatures can destroy an army, but it is impossible to fill Li Wuyue.

Amid the strange roars one after another, a group of ferocious, bloodthirsty critters gathered around K.

Their cries are as cruel and ferocious as dragons, as loyal as hounds, and as cunning as wolves.

There are also very few fanatics among the top hybrids who dare to attack the Dragon King, but the surgically treated Dragonblood Hound ignores the suppression brought by the bloodline. Even if it was Nidhogg in front of them, they dared to rush up and take two bites.

"Three teams of hounds, count on your head. Bite as hard as you like. ”

K slammed the bang, almost blasting the wooden bang open, and then threw it away.

......

Piles of Immortals, Deadpool, are entwined like scorched souls in purgatory, and it is impossible to count how many. Only a true madman would bury this stuff underneath his holiday cottage.

They were wrapped in a vacuum ball, and the desire to eat in their golden pupils was about to turn into substance.

That human had been ready for this day for a long time. It's a pity that it won't do much.

Li Wuyue casually dragged a Deadpool into the Dustless Land, its steely bones bursting in the Dustless Land's legal repulsion.

The dragontail's sharp bone spurs pierced the second Deadpool's chest, dragging it over the surface of the Dustless Lands.

Every punch and kick is like a ton of hammers, accurate, efficient, and deadly. Deadpool's burst of black blood wrapped in a thick layer of viscous asphalt outside the dusty land.

A third of the deadly black ocean had been destroyed in less than ten seconds, but these monsters between life and death had no idea what fear was.

The roar of a sports car's engine. Looks like he's going to have to pick up speed.

Li Wuyue was just about to switch time zero when more than twenty dragon blood hounds came in from the crack in Deadpool's ocean and began to bite wildly. They don't distinguish between targets at all, they just bite at everything in front of them with their evolved fangs.

Aside from that digestive ability, they are in no way inferior to the dragon executioner, the Devil-toothed Dragon Viper.

The second engine sounds. This was followed by the third.

Li Wuyue frowned, this was not what he expected.

The Wind King's pupils gathered a storm of destruction, and the wind continued to grow stronger and stronger until it blew all the tonnage monsters around it off the ground.

The whole hut, along with Pompeii's little gifts of sincerity, was destroyed in the storm.

A wind of this level is like a sword blowing towards a creature's body, a giant meat grinder formed by the wind. But Deadpool the Immortal still struggled to stick his claws out of the windy wall, thirsting for the Dragonlord's blood.

Even with this twist, Deadpool is still trying to bring the living into the hell they live in.

Forget it, there's no time.

The storm collapsed, throwing everything in it violently in all directions.

Li Wuyue fluttered her wings and rose into the air, looking at the three sports cars fleeing for their lives around her.

A white Porsche mini, driven by the Russian woman who was manipulating Deadpool, drove towards the exit of Kushiro Park. Two identical red Aston Martins drove left and right towards the forest.

The driver of the first car was one of the ethnic groups beyond his control (Patsy), and the right seat was a humanoid figure covered in black robes.

The driver of the second Aston was a stranger in a black suit, with the same humanoid shape in the right seat.

Another cunning trick. Li Wuyue glanced at the hidden garage below the hut, it turned out that there were other people on standby there.

Speech Spirit: Scythe.

The sports car had already run nearly 200 meters in more than ten seconds, but it was still within his domain. Listen carefully.

The engine roared, the bearings fluttered, and puddles exploded and splashed. The focus is on the heartbeat.

The first car, two heartbeats. It's all quite hurried.

The second car, two heartbeats. The driver's heartbeat was steady, while the other was very fast.

So it was the first car.

And the heartbeat of the right seat of the second car is a little unnatural, there must be something abnormal. This makes the first car even more suspicious.

Wrong. Pompey knew all too well about the effects of the Scythe, and he shouldn't have made such a low-level mistake. He's inducing himself.

Li Wuyue flew to the second sports car on the right at great speed. Actually, it doesn't matter if you guess wrong, he is fast enough to destroy two cars at the same time.

Red apparitions weave through the forest path, like a flame. The potholed pavement made Pompeii anxious.

The right hand pressed the steering wheel tightly, and the left hand, which was temporarily regenerated with a life capsule, was not strong at all, and the sleeves of the black suit were full of poured blood. Luo Yin sold him a few copies of this life-saving alchemy item at a high price.

Let's hope his strategy works.

Aston Martin has been squeezed out of every ounce of power, with purpose-built tyres gripping the ground even on slippery mossy surfaces, and reinforced turf that keeps working despite severe wear and tear.

This supercar remodeled by the Equipment Department is one of the fastest and most arrogant steel toys in the world, but it is slower than a snail compared to what is behind it.

Pompeii saw a mountain stream in the distance and slammed the steering wheel to turn right. The car seemed to be a little heavier all of a sudden.

No breathing, no sound. But he knew there was something extra on the back of the car.

Li Wuyue stretched out her hand and slowly lifted the black cloth on the right seat. It is a silicone dummy, equipped with a small structure that simulates the sound of a heartbeat.

It seems to have been deceived. But instead of being angry or impatient, he stood on the hood and watched the driver continue to flee.

The sports car stopped.

"How did I show my stuffing?"

Li Wuyue did not answer.

The driver in the black suit dragged his heavy body, slowly opened the door and got out of the car, leaning against a tall boxwood tree, blood dripping from his sleeve.

He took off his black suit in a dashing manner and vigorously tore off the nanomaterial mask used for disguise. This thing made his face hurt, and if he faced each other, he couldn't fool the dragon king at all.

"I've always wondered what it's like to die. I love to experience all kinds of life and go to every corner of the world. But death, only once. ”

"So, what does it feel like?"

Li Wuyue did not stop Pompey from leaving his last words. He stood by the tree, his wings hanging low, like an angel announcing death.

"It's empty. It's hollow, and my heart is held together by something, but I can't feel anything concrete.

My brain recalls everything in my life, things I don't believe I remember, like the faint salty taste of a cookie I ate when I was five years old. ”

"Death is empty and sad. The difference is that you won't wake up again. ”

Step by step, the dragon king walked towards Pompeii. This tough, cunning man, made up of countless lies, seems to have accepted his fate and sits powerlessly under the tree.

"When I die, will I not hurt my son? He wasn't involved in those. ”

Li Wuyue pondered for a moment.

"As long as he doesn't take the initiative to hinder my movements."

The claws pierced the man's heart, and blood poured out of Pompeii's mouth.

"One last request. Can you bury me at sea? Ahem...... I was born by the sea, and that was my beginning, and it was the destination of my dreams. ”

How is this guy doing so much. Li Wuyue frowned and pulled out her right claw.

He sniffed at the blood, something was wrong. This man had injected the fetal blood he had treated, leaving a mark.

The dragon king ripped open the dark robe on Pompeii's chest. There were no wounds, no wounds from the use of that alchemical explosive.

"For the king! la cosa nostra！ ”

Enraged, Li Wuyue cut his throat with one claw. It wasn't until the moment of his death that his eyes revealed qualities that were by no means Pompeii's. Loyalty to the monarch.

His mind froze for a moment, but immediately understood what was happening.

Li Wuyue frantically flapped her dragon wings and rushed in the direction of the other car. But when he arrived, there was no one in the car, and there were dried blood stains on the right seat.

......

"Holy, what's this weird smell?"

"Bear with me, this weird-smelling plant juice compound can perfectly mask the smell of dragon's blood."

Patsy and Pompeii ran wildly through the woods, one after the other. Then he began to crawl forward, forcibly suppressing his heartbeat.

Li Wuyue hasn't found out yet. His successful escape was a foregone conclusion, but he was in real pain now.

"Is it too risky to cultivate clones as stand-ins?"

"No, no, no, there's no risk. I am unique, there is only one Pompeii in the world. ”

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