"Ahem, Cadmus, didn't you see us?"

"Siegrude, St. George, you're not dead yet."

The Siegrud family hails from Germany, wielding the reborn holy sword Ghulam, which cleanly pierces the scales of the three generations of the dragon Fafnir, the Lord of Bronze and Fire, gouging out his heart and eating it, drinking the dragon's blood. Sharing similar origins and customs to the Beowulf family, the relationship between the two families has been rapported for generations due to the frequent drinking of dragon blood together, but the Siegrud family has been given the title of "Dragonheart-Eater".

The St. George's family is from Pakistan, and legend has it that St. George once wore armor, carried the sword of Ascalon, rode a white horse, and killed a poisonous dragon, and the dragon's blood flowed on the ground to form a huge cross, which became the later St. George's flag. In fact, St. George is far more heroic and powerful than the legend says, because he has single-handedly killed the king of the earth and the mountain. It's just that the St. George family is unwilling to cooperate with the secret party in many things, so it is also one of the few families that has not received a special title.

However, the appearance of the St. George family made Xia Mi, who was in Tailing, which was nearly ten kilometers away from the outer blockade of the Western Xia Museum, feel uncomfortable. You must know that the sub-species of the King of the Earth and the Mountain are simply pitiful, from the Niedhogg period to the modern era, there are only two sub-species of the Earth Fish Mountain that have been discovered, but the strength is indeed very strong, so St. George became famous in the first battle.

"Damn, I smell a family of bed bugs that make me uncomfortable!"

Xia Mi didn't have any expression on his face, and his golden pupils lit unconsciously, and his expression was not angry and arrogant.

Chen Hong gradually asked puzzled, "What's wrong?" Who made my Majesty Xia Mi angry again? ”

Xia Mi roughly said that after St. George killed the first generation of the King of the Earth and the Mountain, Chen Hongjian also understood. However, Chen Hong suddenly thought of something, and looked at Xia Mi with a little apprehension.

"Ahem, Natsumi, how did the second-generation and third-generation races, as well as those low-level dragons and half-breeds, come about?"

Xia Mi didn't hear the meaning of Chen Hongji's words, and said indifferently: "Mate, or create through essence blood and dragon bones like Nidhogg created us." Alas, the dragons of the King of the Earth and the Mountain are indeed the rarest, and there are only two second-generation species, and there are many third-generation species and low-level dragons, but they are completely useless. But these two sub-generations were killed by St. George, do you think I'm angry? ”

"The King of the Earth and the Mountain, a line of dragons and hybrids, through mating or creation," Chen Hong gradually hesitated, but still mustered up the courage to ask.

Xia Mi looked at Chen Hong's gradual hesitation and a somewhat evasive look in his eyes, and suddenly realized, this is curious about the reason for the emergence of the second generation species and other dragon hybrids, this is obviously to ask her if it is ...... Even though she has lived for tens of millions of years, she can't help but flash a moment of blush on her delicate face, but she was instantly pressed down, and she immediately burst out laughing.

"The three generations and those lower dragons and hybrids are those secondary species that are bred through mating, and the secondary species are of course through mating!"

Chen Hong was suddenly a little frustrated, what about the next generation born through mating......

Alas, after all, they are all little female dragons who have lived for thousands of years, and they have ...... Isn't that normal?

Chen Hong gradually comforted himself, at least it is also good to find a little female dragon who has lived for tens of millions of years, I haven't heard people say that the female junior holds gold bricks; Thirty women, send the country; 300 women, send Jindan; The female college is 3,000, ranking in the immortal class; The female college is 30,000, and the queen mother feeds her; 300,000 women, standing in front of the Buddha's door; The female college is three million, and you have the final say in the fairy world; There are 30 million women, and the Six Realms are at your disposal; The female college is 300 million, and Pangu is your younger brother......

Therefore, he doesn't know if he can call Pangu a brother and sister, but at least the Six Realms are at his disposal?

Xia Mi looked at Chen Hong's appearance of being sad for a while and smirking for a while, and roughly guessed what Chen Hongjian was making up in his brain, and couldn't help but be angry and laughing, and slapped Chen Hongjian on the back of the head and scolded with a smile: "Stupid! The only one who can give birth to a second generation through mating is the one who has mastered the 'power' of the four great monarchs, and only their strong bloodlines are enough to create excellent offspring, and I am the one who has the 'power' among the twin sons of the king of the earth and the mountain. The one who holds the 'power' is responsible for giving a certain amount of 'power' to another twin when that child gives birth to a qualified offspring. ”

"So I haven't given birth to any sub-species at all, not to mention that I don't have that kind of need, and even if I do, I can't give birth to sub-species!"

Chen Hong gradually felt pain, and was slapped by Xia Mi and burst into tears, but there was some joy in his heart, and he grabbed Xia Mi's little hand and said excitedly: "Really! ”

The corners of Xia Mi's mouth hooked, her eyes fluttered, her index finger pressed against her pointed chin, and she murmured: "Hmm, but is there a ...... at all?" After all, after so many cocoons, have you gone to find males to meet your physiological needs? Heck, maybe I just don't remember. ”

Chen Hong's eyes became extremely serious, and his gaze was like a sword: "If you don't have it, you must not have it." ”

Xia Mi shook her head with a smile, put her hands on Chen Hongji's cheeks, and said softly: "No! I'm the head of a 10-million-year-old virgin dragon that no one wants and no dragon wants, are you satisfied? ”

"Hey, hey, hey." Chen Hong gradually smirked, "It's okay, I want it." ”

"However, I really want to know why the number of dragons in the King of the Earth and Mountain line is so inferior to the others?"

Chen Hongji's question this time was really out of curiosity, after all, even Constantine, who had mastered "power" but was unable to move due to disability, had given birth to so many dragons, could it be Fenrir...... Don't lift?

"Alas, you don't know that Fenrir was once plotted against Attila when he was fighting in the Quartet, and his spirit was injured, and even the cocoon could not be cured. Alas...... obviously has the strongest strength among the twins of the four monarchs, but only has the IQ of a ten-year-old child, where can he still mate and give birth. Xia Mi sighed and said helplessly.

"And what about Fenrir before he was injured?"

"That guy wasn't much better before he was injured, he was a martial idiot who only knew how to fight, and he didn't dare to be interested in anything other than fighting, and the only two sub-generations were born after I begged repeatedly." Xia Mi covered her face, "But it's okay, it doesn't have much impact." After all, even the next generation of kings can't intervene in the battle, and since it doesn't help, what's the use of asking for them? ”

Chen Hong gradually heard that Xia Mi was a typical can't eat grapes and said that grapes are sour, after all, even if the second generation is weaker than the first generation, if the number is large enough, it can also affect the balance of victory.

But it's okay, after all, the current Xia Mi can open almost all the Nibelungen in the world, and has an army that is so terrifying that even a monarch needs to be afraid of it. Not to mention that Natsumi also secretly rubbed the "Night Food Plain" in Tokyo to black, and the alchemical life and Deadpool in it alone were enough to fight a big war that swept the world.

"Okay, when the people are here, let the old people go in first to explore the way."

Xia Mi had a weird smile on her face and clapped her hands gently.

The Tangut Museum is outside the blockade line

Beowulf looked at his old friends and sighed slightly. How many years has it been since they saw each other, old guys?

Since the establishment of the Kassel Academy and the replacement of the Secret Party Action Team by the Executive Department, they have no contact with the old guys who only know how to hunt dragons, and there are even a few who have been injured too much in their early years, or have died, or are no longer able to pick up swords, and only the four of them are still in good health.

However, with Ange, it can also make up for the lack of combat power.

Beowulf glanced at Ange, who was sitting calmly, and said lightly: "Ange, how long do you think it will take your students to find the entrance to the Nibelungen?" ”

"Heh, you old thing is shameless enough." Ange glanced at Beowulf, "Let my students go to the trouble of finding the entrance to the Nibelungen, and find the way for you, I don't think the 'Dragonbloodthirster' will do this." ”

Beowulf grinned, and the white scales on his face opened slightly: "Then aren't you also here to sit with me and enjoy it?" ”

"The Chinese people say that the heaven and earth are the teachers, and the teachers are rubbing the welfare of the students, what's wrong?" Ange glanced at Beowulf and lit a cut cigar and put it in his mouth.

Cadmus, Siegrude, and St. George looked at each other, they didn't expect Ange to work with them, and they seemed to have a good conversation with Beowulf.

But in the next moment, Ange's face changed greatly, and the other four people took a little slower, but they also noticed it, but even if Ange, who had the spirit of words and time zero, immediately opened his realm and enveloped the five of them together, it was already too late.

A cracking sound came, and under the feet of the five people, a black hole suddenly appeared, and the five people were sucked into the black hole.

"Damn it!"

A sense of weightlessness came, and the five of them were greeted by a black tunnel, but this tunnel was perpendicular to the ground, and they were constantly falling, and even Ange's Spirit Time Zero could not slow down their fall.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out of Ange, and an unknown force crushed the realm of Time Zero in an instant, and the shattering of the realm devoured Ange's body, causing some trauma to his body.

Seeing this, Zigrud took off the alchemy sword Ghulam from his back, and the sharp blade bathed in the blood of countless dragons, Deadpools, and undead tried to pierce the black wall, but the holy sword that could easily pierce the body of a third-generation dragon was directly bounced away by the invisible barrier.

Natsumi sensed the actions of several people, and couldn't help laughing.

Of course, it's okay to use the Spirit of Words in the Nibelungen, but it's just that to use the Spirit of Words and Time Zero in the Nibelungen, the King of the Sky and the Wind, isn't this Ghost Li robbing Li Kui? As for the plan to use the alchemy sword to pierce the barrier of the Nibelungen, it is even more whimsical, how can the alchemy materials consumed to build the Nibelungen be pierced by an alchemy sword of this level? What's more, they don't even know what they know in front of them.

After a long time, the five of them finally felt the touch of their feet on the ground, but at this time, the five of them all looked sluggish, as if the five old people had just gone to do a night of health care together.

"Gross!"

St. George, feeling dizziness and residual weightlessness, fell to his knees and vomited.

The rest of the group heard St. George's vomiting, and then smelled the smell in the air, as if they had flipped a switch, and began to vomit at the same time.

Ange vomited for a while, and stood up with a feeling of nausea, he couldn't think at all now, his mind was a mess, as if he had been thrown into a giant drum washing machine and then shook so violently that he even wondered if his brain had been thrown out.

After regaining some clarity a little, Ange looked around and found that the terrain of the Nibelungen seemed to be very similar to the scene before they fell, except that there were many more classical palaces, but he was still a little dizzy, so Ange, who was in a slightly better state than the others, took them to a clean place to sit down and rest, and the always taciturn Cadmus couldn't help but curse.

"Fuck, the Lord of the Sky and the Wind is really despicable, as a monarch, he doesn't dare to fight us head-on, and he uses such despicable means to make us look like this."

"It should ...... It must not have been a trick of the Lord of the Sky and the Wind, otherwise we would have been attacked by now, and I suspect that either some other being is plotting against us, or it was a real accident, maybe the entrance to the Nibelungen was already where we were sitting. St. George said, clutching his head.

"Don't you notice that this place is similar to the scene we were in...... Nibelungen ...... It's an extension of the real world, so ...... So we might ...... It was really just an accident sitting at the entrance to the Nibelungen. Beowulf gasped violently, stumbling.

Ange let out a cloudy breath and recalled, "I remember hearing a cracking sound the moment we fell. Flamel once said that the Nibelungen's spatial barriers sometimes crumble due to the flow of elements. ”

"According to the research notes of the Nibelungen by the generations of Flamamel, it is certain that we should have just suddenly entered the crack of the spatial barrier. As for the tunnel we just saw, it should be just an illusion. We didn't actually move, let alone fall, but we suddenly entered the Nibelungen through a crack in the real world, not through the real 'door'. Unexpected space shuttles make our brains unable to adapt for a while, resulting in a sense of weightlessness and nausea. That is, our group of old guys have hard bones, and their bloodlines are not outrageous like people, and the young people who change the batch of A-level may faint to death. ”

"But......" Beowulf said with a wry smile on his face, and even his usual old-fashioned figure was a little untenable, "and he stumbled into the Nibelungen by mistake...... I don't know if we're lucky or unlucky. ”

"I can't tell if that's good news or bad news for us...... However, the evil guest came to visit......"

Ange stood up, patted the dust off his buttocks, and clutched the folding knife in his hand tightly, his bright golden eyes looking at the dark passage ahead.

"It's for the owners here...... Definitely bad news! ”

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