The black beast is imprisoned in a cage.

Small holes were drilled into the tough black dragon scales, connecting the needles to various instruments.

An overdose of sedative drugs made it as peaceful as a lamb, allowing its blood, bone marrow, and cerebrospinal fluid to be slowly drained.

Nono shuddered and struggled, but could not escape the prison of the nightmare.

She and Caesar were in a very dangerous situation, and the lifeboat could capsize in the waves at any moment.

The spiritual vision phenomenon caused by the black dragon's spiritual realm is too strong, and her unique spiritual vision talent may take her life.

Time passed in a dead silence.

All that was left of the cage beast was a shriveled shell, and a high-speed circular saw sliced through its body.

A hand with slender knuckles reached into the dragonized beast's chest, pulling out a blood-stained black spine.

Awe, greed. Disappointment, fear.

Nono can perceive the complex emotions of the "observer" in the vision.

He wanted to eat the black bones, but he feared the unknown consequences.

The skeleton was transplanted by the observer into a new host. A scrawny teenager.

The boy's dim pupils turned into a burning crimson gold, and his body turned into a pitch-black dragon shape.

Waves of elements erupted around the boy, smelting steel with his bare hands, swinging his sword to unleash thunder.

He fell in the ultimate splendor, reduced into a black beast in the ruins of his prison, his limbs pierced by spikes and imprisoned in chains.

The beast dies, the bones are removed, and the next implantation is carried out.

In the silence and numbness, Nono's inner disgust and fear kept accumulating.

Mountains of bones in the prison were piled up, and black dry bones were revived in bloody sacrifices.

Observers extract reagents from the blood and bones of beasts and conduct experiments on a steady stream of materials.

The pale golden liquid rippling in the bottle was like a flowing gem, and the dragon's blood toxin was almost completely removed. That is the tip of the iceberg of Supreme Power.

The power of the Supreme Blood can plunge the observer into unspeakable ecstasy.

He was going to devour the bones. He wants to inherit the power of the Black King. He wants to reach the end of the world.

The surging fear brought Nono to the brink of suffocation. She came up with an incredulous conjecture.

Blood, more blood.

If his own bloodline can't fuse the holy relics, then transform the bloodline from the outside.

Put your life on the altar and exchange it for the power of the Supreme.

Tubes and tubes of pale golden blood poured into the observer's body, washing away his bloodline day after day.

He is the closest life to the Black King's bloodline in this era, and he deserves to be the heir.

He is the successor of the Black Emperor, and he is the "crown prince" of the entire dragon clan!

The observer's reverence for the bones decreases, and their greed grows day by day.

His power grew stronger by the blood of the Supreme, and the accumulated residual toxins ate away at his life.

He couldn't wait. He's been waiting too many years.

The pitch-black dragon's claws gripped the resurrected relics, and Nono's fear reached its peak.

She had already guessed the identity of the black dragon.

The observer pried open the Black King's treasury, and endless power and power poured into the tiny shell.

Words and spirits, alchemy, dragon text. The body of the dragon king, the heart of the dragon king.

He finally understood everything.

Shedding the weak shell and abandoning the lowly soul.

Devour, Grow, Evolve!

The fanatical instinct of the eruption of a trillion cells crushed reason and emotion. Stop, no, stop......

Three, ten, forty, wings of despair obscured the sky.

Nono felt like he was going to die. The overwhelming onslaught of information made her, a bystander, close to shock.

Evolution continues.

The black dragon devours light and heat, the black net preys on all life around it, and the fungus extracts nutrients from the rocks and seawater.

"Wake up!"

The sharp pain pulled Nono back to reality, and the sea water poured down her throat.

Caesar struggled to pull Nono to the surface, clinging to the capsized side of the lifeboat.

Nono choked on the seawater, and blood flowed from his eyes, ears and nose.

"If you hold a grudge, get revenge when you go back alive."

As a last resort, Caesar broke Nono's little finger to break her out of her vision.

But at the moment, Nono had no time to care about the severe pain of the broken phalange.

"He, he's like...... It's my father. ”

Caesar pondered for a moment.

"Who?"

He'd heard some of Daddy Nono's deeds.

A man who is revered as the Monarch of the Dark Side, an alchemist outside the secret party system, and a lover of human experiments.

Caesar was only disgusted with Chen Jun, not afraid. After all, the Gattuso family is not a pure person.

He followed the direction of Nono's gaze, and there was indeed only a black dragon a few hundred meters long, a dragon that slashed through the icebreaker with one blow.

"I'm not sure, but it's probably him."

Nono's mind was in disarray.

There should be no second person in the world who has the resources and technology to refine and obtain the blood of the Supreme.

But if the black dragon is Chen Jun, then he should have lost control of his dragon after devouring the bones a long time ago. So who has been hiding behind the scenes and manipulating the Chen family all these years? A puppet cultivated by Chen Jun, or one of her siblings?

Wrong. The answer is obvious.

It's the one who imprisons the black dragon. That person imprisoned the out-of-control black dragon under the ice sea, seized Chen Jun's position, and manipulated the children he cultivated to move around the world.

Hell, is Chen Jun really her father?

She was born through surrogacy. Nono discovers that she has no way of determining who her parents are.

If the entire Chen family is a lie, then how much truth will everything about her be?

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Eri, who was exhausted, only saw a vague shadow passing from the side, tall and tall.

The other party rushed out of the area covered by the breath with her, and disappeared into thin air.

Mai was a little distracted and stood in the center of the "Shadow".

She asks herself why she chose to save the "unrelated" girl instead of the "main character".

Mai vaguely knows the answer in her heart. At that moment, she felt that she shouldn't stop Lu Mingfei.

In her heart, a question has been rising for a long time. After the "script" repeatedly collapsed and the boss disappeared for a long time, the problem finally broke out.

Following the script woven by the boss, will Lu Mingfei be able to ascend to the throne? Was that the king she was looking forward to? Will the monarch who has been put on the throne create a better new world than it is now?

But her life was given by her boss, and they followed the devil, just as the disciples received the revelation of the Messiah.

Mai thought she would follow him to the end of the world.

"it!"

The smoke cleared, and Lu Mingfei stood up in disbelief in the ruins.

As soon as he opened his mouth, he regretted it. What should have been a miraculous sight was easily ruined by him in two words.

Lu Ming involuntarily completed the dragonization, and the pitch-black dragon scale armor covered his whole body. The cruciferous dragon wings hung crossly in front of him, and the membranous wing structure between the keels was destroyed by breath, but it was rapidly regenerating.

He confirmed again and again that he did not make a third transaction, nor did he shout any cheat codes.

Lu Mingfei always thought that he had a divine light stick in his hand that could only be used four times, but could the truth be that he could also be transformed into a dragon through strong thoughts?

Lu Mingze is a big pig's trotter!

The pure metal tower shield was as light as a plastic toy at this time, and Lu Mingfei threw it aside, ready to fight the black dragon hand-to-hand.

He had barely taken two steps when the indescribable sleepiness caused him to stumble and almost touch his face to the ground.

The violent dragonization and extraordinary self-healing ability directly drained Lu Mingfei's physical strength, and he couldn't move like a salted fish.

He hallucinated the voice of the little devil in his ear, "Brother, I will never lie to you." ”

A big strong hand patted him on the shoulder, and his tone was solemn:

"Young man, you must pay attention to restraint. No matter how well the block is practiced, it will be empty. ”

Grandpa KFC is not this kind of character, bastard!

Before Lu Mingfei could defend himself, Fingal had already raised his big foot and kicked him aside.

Pride and jealousy are unsheathed at the same time, activating into a straight-edged greatsword with a blade length of three meters.

"Twilight Kill the Flame Demon Slash!"

The man in the KFC hood jumped into the air and yelled at the incomprehensible middle two moves.

The black flame twin swords collided with the straight dragon claws, and KFC did not shy away from wrestling with the black dragon.

"Kill the Flame Demon Stream, Red Yan!"

Don't give a strange name to an ordinary rammer! This is not a fighting manga, and you don't need to write the name of the move in every storyboard.

From the moment the man appeared, a strong sense of absurdity destroyed the oppressive power of the black dragon.

Unlike Jörmungard's technique, Ange's speed, Fingal shows pure strength.

He was originally a life form equal to the black dragon, but the disadvantage was that he did not have an extremely large dragon body.

"Tyrant of Time, Eternal Burning Hitomi Sorcerer, fight alongside me!"

This voice roared out, Ange and Chu Zihang were silent, only Xia Mi was laughing heartlessly.

This was the first time in history, and Caesar was glad that he was not as good as Chu Zihang.

"Kill the Flame Demon Flow, Liberation, True, Dragon Slaying Style!"

Don't shout, don't shout, Lu Mingfei, who was lying with salted fish on the deck, was so embarrassed that he wanted to jump into the sea.

"Twilight Kills ......"

The dragon's body twisted, and the giant black claws struck Fingal at several times the speed of sound, interrupting his sway.

From top to bottom, there are constant lava eruptions in the relative weakness of the dragon's body. Ange slashed between the dragon's wings, overlapping blades cutting through criss-crossing wounds.

They weren't worried about KFC men. Funny characters don't die, he won't even fall off that weird hood.

Fingal thought that he needed a large knife, enough to cut the bones of a black dragon.

The seven deadly sins are unsheathed one by one, except for the wrath, and the weapons full of the "virtues" of the sword are arranged in order.

Constantine, who fought against the White King, has not yet discovered that his seven deadly sins have been lost, and the anti-theft measures he set on the metal box have been broken by Fingal by force demolition, and the "device lock" has not been opened due to distance.

The ribs, the Yatkan long sword, the Scottish broadsword, the katana, the Tang sword, and the Han Bafang were temporarily smelted together in the raging black flame, and reforged into the very stylish Flame Killing Demon Knife.

Looking at the black flame broadsword in front of him, which was more than ten meters long, Fingal nodded with satisfaction.

If this scene of high blood pressure was seen by Kang, he would have to slash Fingal's hood with Surtr and he would have to slap him in the face.

"Kill the Flame Demon Flow, the magnetic field rotates 990,000 horses, EX, Fifth gear, Liberation, True, Judgment!"

It's just that the knife is longer than before, and the power is greater than before, bastard!

The black knife violently slashed through the blazing pillar of light, and Fingal roared into a breath, pumping pale golden dragon's blood throughout his body with more than 800 heartbeats per minute.

He aimed at the blind spot on the left side of the black dragon, and the expression under the hood was like King Kong's angry eyes and like a vicious ghost, and the fierce oblique slash cut the black dragon's cheek and cut off the keel.

The black dragon's claws knocked Fingal hundreds of meters away, but he jumped up like a little strong.

"One day, I'll probably be like you."

Fingal thought silently in his mind.

The black dragon is of the same kind as him. They are all lodgers of the Black King's Egg.

His bloodline is more compatible with the Black King's Relics, and it is more stable after the transplant, nothing more.

He gained Nidhogg's power through the eggs lodged in his body, but did not actually possess the relics. It wasn't him who the Black King's Egg was waiting for.

It's not Ange, it's not Henkel, it's not Chu Tianjiao, Chu Zihang, or Caesar.

There is no shortage of fanatics in the secret party who want to transplant the holy relics, but no one can do it.

If there is a hero who can seize the power of the Black King, the secret party can't let an S-class commissioner hide with an egg aggrieved, avoiding those ambitious sights. Finally, egg No. 2 was lost.

He fused with the number 3 egg, and survived by bloodline, luck, and will.

Fingal's pedigree is stable enough for him to complete his mission before he gets out of control.

He thought to himself that if he grew to the size of a black dragon, it was estimated that Ange and Henkel would not be able to support him.

"It was you who fused egg No. 4 to ......"

Fingal speculated that the mysterious "crown prince" was likely in possession of a copy of the Black King's relics.

If the manipulator of this attack was the crown prince, then the prince was smarter than Fingal thought. He didn't rashly devour the eggs, but used the black dragon to set up a killing game.

The white dragon who fought the red dragon outside the Nibelungen, could he be the crown prince?

Fingal choked his thoughts. He will wait for his chance to take revenge on the crown prince.

Under the siege of the three of them, the black dragon had a loophole of untimely response for the first time.

After Fingal blocked the Black Dragon's attack head-on, Ange and Chu Zihang only needed to pursue the strongest kill.

Under the dark sky, the Kuroshio tide is surging, the rocks and land are rising, and the four chaotic elements randomly reshape the surrounding environment.

The immortal black dragon leaped from the tide and soared into the air, falling back into the sea of ice under the confinement of the White Cross.

Three tiny figures fought the dragon in the Black Tide, blood seemed to burn, muscles of the whole body broke and healed in the explosion, and the short-lived body turned into a machine that knew no fatigue under the iron will.

Lu Mingfei struggled to raise his head and take note of the picture in front of him. It's a shame not to put it on the wall at Valhalla.

In the end, the only way to fight between dragon kings is to see blood with swords, and everything they have is piled up on the balance of power and power.

After the fight entered the white heat, even Fingal did not have time to shout the name of the elaborate move, only flat slash, flat slash, or fucking flat slash.

The night tore through a slit, and the light of the polar day penetrated the Nibelungen.

Chu Zihang tightly grasped the left wing of the black dragon and contracted his muscles to stop the bleeding for himself.

Fingal stood on the ice floe with a knife in his hand, quietly supporting the headmaster who was not in the right state.

Ange wasn't the fused egg, and Fingal didn't know where his Black King bloodline came from. The purity is not low.

"Old rascal, you want to die here."

Ange gasped and didn't answer.

If he continues to erupt, he may not die from the attack of the black dragon, but he will definitely die from the failure of the cells of his whole body.

He was almost 140 years old. The Blood of the Black King would allow Ange to climb the ladder of the first species, but it would not extend his natural lifespan much.

"Your hands are already dirty, not bad. So don't run away from Hell now.

Do you believe in your students...... They also trust you all the time. ”

Fingal said to Ange with affection.

"It's normal to suffer some brain damage in such a high-intensity battle. concussion amnesia, put on a ventilator again, lie in bed and pretend to be dead, and do not get out of bed until the critical moment. ”

To be able to come up with such a shameless countermeasure in such a short period of time is worthy of being a criminal of Flamell.

The moment the explosion was lifted, Ange fell into a coma. The battle of just a few minutes seemed to burn his life for twenty years.

Chu Zihang was thrown off the dragon's wings, and his physical strength and Yermungad's spiritual strength were all at the end of the crossbow. Xia Mi and Attila shook their flags and shouted, and they really couldn't hold out for long.

I don't know how many wounds have been left on the black dragon's body, and most of the originally intact right dragon wing has been burned at this time, and hundreds of dragon bones have been cut off after decay.

As the night faded, the black dragon lowered his head and prepared for his next attack. More than that.

"The iris scan has passed, the genetic test has passed, and the strike coordinates have been locked. The Damocles system is activated, and the countdown to the blow is 18,17......"

The satellite network was restored as soon as possible, and Caesar used Nono's equipment to connect to the satellite carrying the damnation.

I have to say that both he and Nono's luck is so good. The near-Earth satellite (NEOS) happened to be flying over the North Pole at this time.

The right eye of the remnant of the black dragon looked up at the heavens, at the burning damnation, at the spear of God's wrath.

He didn't dodge anything.

Six flaming rods of tungsten pierced his body, melting flesh and bones, and reducing his entrails to char.

The flames burned the filth of the Black Tide, and the black dragon roared and sank into the clear sea of ice, falling towards the dark seabed.

Hundreds of millions of tiny Xiaoice crystals reflect the blazing light and illuminate the entire world.

"It's so warm. Like a sunrise. ”

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