Chapter 279: Even if it's an S-rank, isn't it a bit too much to kill the second-generation species in seconds?

Sunlight pours into a wooded area adjacent to the city of Rome and the Vatican.

The ruins of the "Eternal Lateran" are still burning, but now it has nothing to do with the word "eternal", the building that sheltered every Senate for more than 2,000 years, is now in ruins, with Ange and Alfonso sitting opposite each other.

The members of the Secret Party stood silently behind Ange, and the elders who were still chattering about the ownership of the Seven Deadly Sins stood together tacitly - although they all had their own careful thoughts, all the members of the Secret Party should be united in the matter of slaying dragons.

Of course - now to leave behind the dragon slaying business of a certain secret party who was born and died, and now he has become a pizzeria owner who is at least a second-generation high-class dragon.

Alfonso, who was still dressed as a pizza shop owner and even an apron, looked like an ordinary old man in good spirits, with only a pair of golden eyes as bright as the sun that made it impossible to look at directly, and the young man and the black-robed man behind him stood silently, and the elements flowed unusually slowly as they passed them, as if they had become viscous.

"May I ask first? Were you the Alfonso we knew from the beginning, or did you replace him when we didn't know it? Ange exhaled lightly, the Senate usually meets early in the morning, and after a series of events just now, now the sun has risen, the dew on the blades of grass and leaves has evaporated, and there is a hint of warmth in the air.

"From beginning to end, from the time Alfonso appeared until now, it was only me," Alfonso said, "or rather, there was never Alfonso, only 'Cain' who became Alfonso." ”

There was a noisy murmur among the Secret Party.

Most of the people present were well-trained elite fighters, but Alfonso's answer was surprising.

Cain, a well-known figure in biblical mythology, was the eldest son of Adam, and was exiled by God because God preferred the sacrifice of his brother Abel, who killed his brother.

Some modern literary works will set Cain as the ancestor of vampires, but Cain in biblical mythology has nothing to do with vampires.

Of course, the name shouldn't have anything to do with dragons.

"Cain? Do you have a brother named Abel? Ange asked.

"Humans always like to take our history and adapt it into myths as metaphors," Cain shook his head, "but that's understandable, because we're also deliberately misleading." ”

The young man behind the invisible, or rather the young marquis, had a slight change in face - this kind of information should not be revealed to half-breeds.

If Cain had just blown himself up by throwing a grenade at the Secret Party, now at least a mortar had been blown up.

What did he say? Is our history deliberately misled by dragons? ”

"Don't believe him! Can you believe the dragon's words? ”

"Yes...... The secret party also recorded some records of communication with dragons, and it was very rare for dragons to lie, and there were only many cases where they did not agree with each other......" one of the elders hesitated.

"Isn't he lying now? He's been pretending to be a half-breed for decades! ”

“……”

Ignoring the voice behind him, Ange spoke again, but instead of asking questions, he sighed with emotion: "Our dragon research is still too shallow......"

To this day, he never imagined that there would be dragons lurking in the secret party for many years, and this was not something that a high-level dragon might do.

"Ho ho ......" Cain let out a hoarse laugh of unknown meaning as he looked at the seven deadly sins standing among the ruins, "one of these seven weapons is called arrogance, it is the first of the seven sins, not only in our hearts, but also in the hearts of all humans and half-bloods, the difference is that in these thousands of years, we have learned to let go of arrogance, and you?" But they are becoming more and more arrogant, just like us in the past! ”

"Sometimes I actually wonder how much difference there are between these hybrids and us dragons, and who is more like a dragon?" Cain shook his head, "The answer is that there is not much difference, your book says that we dragons are cruel, fierce, arrogant, tyrannical, power-worshipping, and love death and killing, but these words are not inconsistent at all when applied to half-bloods and humans, right?" ”

"I'm not here to debate with you, so let's skip over this pointless argument about right and wrong." Ange played with his folding knife and interrupted Cain's words.

"Good...... Then it's time for me to ask you questions," Cain reached out and stroked his cane, "If I said that as long as you give me the seven deadly sins, I will leave at once and hurt no one, you probably won't agree, right?" We are also old friends who have fought side by side, so don't we break up our friendship peacefully? ”

"What? Was someone talking just now? Why can't I hear anything? Ange held the folding knife and put his other hand to his ear, looking puzzled, narrowing his eyes slightly, "I can only hear a dragon calling." ”

"Ho ho ...... It seems that we will have to break up unhappily," Cain said, "Rhett will probably be disappointed to see me now, right?" ”

"Do you remember Red?" Ange raised an eyebrow.

"How could I have forgotten my closest comrades? Isn't his only granddaughter working as a waitress in my shop? But after he died, I raised his only offspring from the age of two to the present...... It's really tiring to be honest. I also kept two of the best bottles of wine for this girl to drink at her wedding, but alas...... If only you could dig up the seven deadly sins a few years later. Cain sighed, as if he were an old man worried about his children's marriage.

"You're sentimental like a human being." Ange also sighed softly, but the realm of Time Zero was already ready to go—the gentler the tone of the two people, the stronger the atmosphere of slaughter in the air, with the two of them as the center, the blades of grass within a radius of ten meters obviously fell down, forming a circle visible to the naked eye.

Cain reached into his apron, a move that nearly drew a verbal attack from the nervous hybrids of the Secret Party, but instead of pulling out any weapon, he pulled out a delicate walnut pipe.

"It's ......," Ange puzzled.

"Red's favorite relaxation activity is smoking with a pipe, and I saw it in the window when I passed by a handmade gift shop more than a decade ago," Cain pulled out a shredded cigarette from his pocket and filled it into his pipe as if no one else had to do it, "It occurred to me that Red must have liked the pipe, and then I remembered that Red was dead, and in order to help me block a flame from a certain dragon......"

Cain filled it with tobacco and shook his pipe, which spontaneously combusted without fire, and he put it in his mouth and took a deep breath.

"All on alert! Defense! Ange and Beowulf shouted at the same time, and rushed towards Cain at the same time, the difference being that Ange had already appeared next to Cain in just a flash.

Cain exhaled a puff of smoke, which had increased in size tens of thousands of times compared to the smoke he had inhaled, sweeping over like an overwhelming fog, and the blades of grass instantly withered and melted where he passed.

Speech Sequence 93 Hydra, which can release a dense fog that is harmless to non-living beings, but highly toxic to living beings.

Its name comes from the Greek mythology of the hydra Hydra, it has nine heads, as long as one is cut off, it will immediately grow two more, Hercules killed it, completed one of the twelve trials of becoming a god, and used its blood and snake gall to dip on the arrows to make poisoned arrows, these poisoned arrows have accidentally injured the immortal centaur Caron, although it will not die, but can not bear the pain of the poison and voluntarily give up its life.

Later, Hercules killed another man, Manesus, with a poisoned arrow, and before he died, Nessus deceived Hercules' wife, saying that his blood was a holy medicine for love, and that he would put a little on his clothes, and whoever he put on it would be loyal for the rest of his life. Hercules' wife, Nessus, acted on the words of Hercules, and Hercules put on the new clothes given by his wife, and the venom of the hydra seeped into his skin through the blood of Nessus, and Hercules' body died, and his soul ascended to Olympus to become Hercules.

The blood-diluted venom can kill the body of the strongest demigod just by touching, which is the horror of Hydra, and it is precisely because of this horror that this spirit is named "Hydra".

The thick fog enveloped the ruins of the Lateran in the blink of an eye, and although the half-bloods reacted in advance under the reminder of Ange and Beowulf, they had no effective means of preventing the thick fog.

Several patriarchs have opened up some kind of field or force field, and as the people who hold the highest power in the secret party, they more or less have similar props to protect themselves temporarily.

But the retinue they brought with them were not so lucky, except for a few lucky ones who held their breath in time, and a small half of them struggled to fall - they were all high-level hybrids who would not die immediately, but they would also have to suffer more because of it.

By Lu Mingfei's side, the entourage brought by Charlotte pulled out their weapons one after another, and surrounded them as if they had protected Charlotte before, and the alchemy armor on their bodies and weapons spread out together to protect Charlotte, Lu Mingfei and Elizabeth.

Chu Zihang could only be excluded from protection because he really didn't have his place, but fortunately he held his breath in time and was not affected - in fact, even if he breathed, he was fine, and the ice armor that Lu Mingfei applied on him could just resist this level of poisonous mist.

Lu Mingfei turned his head to look at the battlefield outside the thick fog, and Ange and Beowulf rushed towards Cain and the young man, as if they had each picked an opponent.

Ange's folding knife was only an inch away from slicing Cain's neck, but it couldn't get an inch in—Cain's crutches were just right to block the blade's edge, and the shimmering blade of the blade was revealed in the broken wood.

In the next moment, Ange vanished, and his crutch burst, revealing the colorful sword beneath it, the body of which twisted slightly like a snake.

Beowulf pounced in front of the young man, and threw a punch, unpretentious, the young man sneered and met him, and then flew out upside down like a cannonball, and smashed two black-robed men who pounced on him together.

Beowulf gasped heavily, and the muscles of his left arm that had been blasted out were knotted and swelled several times, almost as thick as his waist.

The Beowulf family's forbidden art: Giant's Power.

Three generations of legendary patriarchs of the Beowulf family, the first generation of legendary patriarchs used brute force to strangle giants in mythology (although in fact he strangled a dragon), and the forbidden technique created by him is to increase his muscle explosiveness to the extreme, bursting out with several times the power of the "power of giants".

Sequence Nine's Ghost Victory can also achieve a similar effect, the principle is to turn off the brain's self-protection mechanism, completely liberate the power of muscles, at the cost of hospitalization for a few months later, the difference between the power of the Giant and the Ghost Victory is that the Ghost Victory can only allow the releaser to burst out of the power of the muscle limit, but the power of the Giant can allow the user to exceed the limit.

The magic of this forbidden technique is no less than that of many high-level spirits, and the specific mechanism and principle of action are not very clear, even after learning it, Patriarch Beowulf did not fully understand the principle, only knew that this forbidden technique was very useful.

However, the price of this forbidden technique is not small, the power of the punch just now caused his muscles to be moderately strained, his bones were cracked, and his internal organs were also faintly painful because of the side effects of the forbidden technique, if it weren't for the fact that he had entered the second-order bloodline refining state, and the released spirit "immortal" also had a certain self-healing ability, he was afraid that he would have lost half of his combat power.

The activity of the dragon's blood and the healing power of the spirit of words quickly repaired the damaged muscles and bones, and Beowulf looked at the gap in the woods formed by the dragons in the appearance of the young man, and his eyes were solemn.

He could feel that he had knocked his target flying with that punch, but the damage to the target should have been minor, perhaps even less than the internal injuries caused by his outburst.

Subgeneration...... And it's likely to be a sub-species with a knighthood.

Beowulf made a judgment in an instant.

With a wave of his hand, he condensed the elemental sword, and Beowulf slashed at the black-robed man who was rushing towards him, and the elemental storm enveloped it, and the black-robed robe was instantly torn, revealing its hideous body covered with scales, and flew out upside down, falling to the ground and convulsing.

Sure enough, it's Deadpool. Beowulf wasn't surprised by his Deadpool's identity, but thought it was a little strange - this Deadpool didn't have a snake tail or dragon wings, neither a snake nor a dragon, but it was extremely powerful, and his sword just now failed to kill Deadpool, only temporarily incapacitated.

Before he had time to think about the strangeness of Deadpool, Beowulf's sense of crisis suddenly rose, and a dark shadow rose to the top of his neck, and in an instant, the long tail struck at his neck at the speed of a rifle bullet, and he could barely block it with the elemental sword.

In front of him, the sub-species that had been knocked out of the air before had turned into a half-human, half-dragon posture.

In a dense fog.

Lu Mingfei's gaze swept over, and the patriarchs directly killed the battlefield where Ange and Beowulf were, except for a few ordinary half-bloods who were holding their breath and also pounced on the battlefield, the rest tried to drag, hold or carry those fallen half-bloods out of the range of the dense fog.

Suddenly, a half-breed who was being carried on the back of a conscious half-breed and was twitching suddenly reached out and wiped it on the neck of the half-breed who was carrying him.

The half-breed who had been wiped over his neck felt like a flower blooming on his neck, and blood gushed out like a fountain, and the whole person fell straight down.

But before he touched the ground, the figure on his back was already flying towards Lu Mingfei like an arrow from the string—with a hideous posture covered in cyan scales.

"Be careful!" Charlotte's guards swung their weapons at the sweeping figure at the same time, but the figure suddenly faded and disappeared in the thick fog, like a drop of ink in a water tank.

Charlotte bent down and used her body to protect Lu Mingfei, who was lying on her knees.

"It's twilight!" Chu Zihang reacted instantly, and his eyes glanced around - the twilight is not completely invisible, and it will leave extremely faint ink marks in the air.

But he soon found that it was futile, and that the fog served as a cover for the ink marks produced by the twilight, and he closed his eyes and magnified his hearing as much as he could, using his hearing to distinguish the approaching figures.

If he was the only one present, it would be convenient to deal with Twilight, as long as he used Jun Yan to raze all around to the ground, but now he wanted to protect Lu Mingfei and couldn't release a large-scale attack like Jun Yan.

In order to find the attacker, Chu Zihang had silently turned on the bloodstorm, and with the blessing of the bloodline, his five senses were magnified exponentially, and an unfamiliar heartbeat sound appeared in the auditory range - the target had no footsteps, but it could not cover the heartbeat.

Got it!

Chu Zihang opened his eyes suddenly, and the village rain in the scabbard swung out in the form of a Juhe slash, the speed of the sword was close to that of a bullet, and with a fierce aura, he wanted to kill the target with one blow!

A claw covered with pitch-black scales stretched out into the fog before Murayu, grabbing a blue-scaled figure from the thick fog.

Chu Zihang was stunned for a moment, only to find that Lu Mingfei had stood up at some point, and was covered with scales except for his head—and he hadn't heard Lu Mingfei's voice at all just now, and in terms of stealth, Lu Mingfei was far more clever than the attacker.

The cyan figure that was grabbed by Lu Mingfei suddenly opened up another realm, and Lu Mingfei was uncontrollably bounced away - the land of words and spirits.

"It's just a trick." Lu Mingfei didn't forget to sigh when he was bounced away.

In the next moment, the four ice-like riding spears broke through the protection of the dustless land and stabbed in, piercing through the figures in all directions.

In the thick fog, the ice knights on the four war horses were cold, and the war horses had wings on their backs, and their wings were angry, blowing a cold wind, sweeping away the dense fog around them.

Lu Mingfei glanced at the figure that was lifted up by the knights, and suddenly said: "It turned out to be a little minion of four or five generations, I said that there should be a hidden ghost in the secret party, and it was really fished out by me......"

Chu Zihang, Charlotte and Elizabeth looked at Lu Mingfei, blinking, looking confused.

While complaining, Lu Mingfei was a little disappointed: "But just a small thing that has been grown for four or five generations doesn't seem to be worth my trouble fishing......"

Before Lu Mingfei's words fell, on the battlefield not far away, among the four patriarchs who besieged the next generation with Beowulf, one of the patriarchs took advantage of the gap in the battle and inserted the bayonet sword he carried into Beowulf's side waist.

Although Beowulf seemed to be on guard, he still couldn't completely dodge, and the other three suddenly fell into a downward spiral.

And the patriarch who stabbed Beowulf also turned into a hideous half-dragon man in the blink of an eye, but it seemed that it was only about four generations of strength.

"Okay, four dragons, enough for a table of mahjong." Lu Mingfei complained casually, stretched out his hand and pressed on the Seven Deadly Sins, and the sound of the dragon's groan covered the entire battlefield.

"Pretended!" Cain and the young man reacted instantly.

The young second-generation dragon sneered and flew straight towards Lu Mingfei - what about the pretend? Can you really be consumed without consumption?

Facing the figure flying towards him, Lu Mingfei hesitated, his hand swept over the Seven Deadly Sins, without taking any weapon, and rushed towards the next generation with his bare hands.

The next generation was furious, and looked at Lu Mingfei coldly: "You don't have to use the Seven Deadly Sins to dare to fight me!" It's just looking for death! ”

This was his last word, and his last thought, and in the next second, his entire body, from the center of his eyebrows to the tip of his tail, was neatly divided into two halves from the middle.

Lu Mingfei, who had passed by the next generation, turned his head and glanced at the neatly separated corpses on the ground, and shook off the blood beads that did not exist on the silver mistletoe sword, and the silver mistletoe sword disappeared in an instant, and the process was so fast that it was almost not noticed by anyone.

Not far away, Chu Zihang, Charlotte and Elizabeth, who had witnessed the process just now, as well as Elizabeth's guards, were silent at the same time.

"Charlotte, pinch me." Elizabeth said.

"Sister Elizabeth, you're not dreaming, Lu Mingfei is S-class, it's normal for him to be stronger......" Charlotte muttered.

"Do you call this a 'strong point', and ...... 'normal'?" Elizabeth's pretty face, as beautiful as a noblewoman, twitched as if she had suddenly suffered from epilepsy, "I know he's S-class, but even if it's S-class...... Killing a second generation of seeds in seconds can't be said to be 'normal' from any point of view! ”

(End of chapter)