Chapter 209 White King, Die!

"He... me?!"

Uesugi Yue's words were incoherent.

The ancient monarch flapped his dragon wings, like a burning sky, soaring into the sky.

The whole body is covered with crimson scales that burn like blazing flames, each one shining with scorching light, as if magma from deep within the earth is flowing on its body.

The already hot neon lights, under the call of the Lord of Fire, the elements rioted and the volcano erupted.

Facing the supreme white king, the monarch also has his own majesty.

"parking!"

Stab——

The off-road vehicle locked its tires in an emergency, leaving burnt black tires on the ground.

Yuan Zhisheng jumped out of the car.

He originally wanted to fly there in a helicopter, but King Bai's resuscitation caused turbulence in the airflow, and the helicopter was unable to take off safely.

Only then did he have no choice but to drive there.

However, looking at the high-spirited monarch, Yuan Zhisheng realized.

I might be a step too late.

boom!

His fist hit the car door hard, and an obvious punch mark was left on the alloy-modified door.

"Little Lord."

The crow was silent.

jingle bell jingle bell

The phone rang. Is it the Sheqi family?

Sakura answered the phone.

Regardless, the monarch's resurgence is a big deal for the entire world.

As the main battlefield, the eight Sheqi families will sacrifice everything to stop the Dragon King's resurrection.

"Hey, is this Yuan Zhisheng? Your brother is in my hands."

Several people were stunned.

This sounds like a kidnapper extorting money, and he has a sense of deja vu that if you don't give money, I will break up the deal.

"I hope you understand what I mean. See you at the Paradise Hall."

"elder brother."

A childish voice came over.

That’s right, she’s a child!

Yuan Zhisheng heard this sentence "brother" in countless dreams.

"Girl, you're okay."

Before I finished speaking, beep, beep, beep

The other party hung up the phone.

Yuan Zhisheng and his subordinates looked at each other with big eyes.

"Young Master, do you want to go back?"

The crow thought it was a trap.

There is a Dragon King sitting over at the Paradise Pavilion, what can happen?

This must be another smoke bomb deliberately set off by Herzog.

Yuan Zhisheng thought for a moment, and a 'shooting star' flashed above him. It was the fighter jet that was destroyed and fell.

"Go back first!"

He makes a decision.

The White King has recovered, and Tamagawa will definitely not be able to catch him.

By the time they arrived at the Tama River, the entire neon sign might have been sunk to the bottom of the sea by King Haku.

"Kumagai Base! Kumagai Base! Otoba is destroyed! I repeat, Otoba is destroyed! The target disappeared from my radar! Unable to attack! Evacuating the battlefield! Requesting ground support!"

The pilot called and quickly pulled up.

"Avoid! Avoid! The distance is too close! The distance is too close!"

The siren sounded, and the mechanical female voice repeated itself.

The pilot was going crazy.

An inexplicable feeling of fear surged into my heart, my breathing became rapid, adrenaline was secreted rapidly, and my heart beat like a drum.

The system prompts that an unidentified aircraft is launching an attack.

But there was no trace of it on the radar, and he didn't see the attacker through the glass window.

Could it be that there are really ghosts?

No, no, he wants to escape!

The pilot turned the engine's thrust to maximum.

If he can penetrate the clouds and reach the stratosphere in time, he can reach twice the speed of sound and throw away the mysterious being chasing him.

But that thing appeared in front of him. The white, dragon-like thing climbed up from under the nose of the plane, tearing the metal skin with its sharp claws as it approached the cockpit.

The monster actually had a human-like face, and it laughed, with golden fire flashing in its pupils.

The pilot understood.

It was always attached to the belly of the plane, and no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't get rid of it.

The white claws pierced the pilot's chest, tore open the cabin and threw the pilot's body to the ground.

The out-of-control fighter fell downwards, following in the footsteps of its companions.

The white, great creature was suspended at the bottom of the clouds, using the clouds as cover. Occasionally, the white-purple electric light illuminated its white scales, and the wings behind it slowly flapped in the strong wind.

Just like the dragon-shaped Deadpool, its legs have been replaced by a python-like long tail. The slender and powerful long tail twists soothingly, with a coquettish and sexy atmosphere, reminiscent of a stripper's style. Twisting waist.

Its image is so twisted yet so beautiful, mixing holy and evil elements that even teachers of demonology find it difficult to imagine such a thing.

White King!

White King Herzog!

Bai Wang was ecstatically feeling the rising tide of power in his body. Every time he breathed and breathed, it seemed as if the heaven and earth were being forced to breathe in and out.

Just by relying on consciousness, it can stir up a tide of magma underground, shake the entire fault, and control the world!

Red fire, blue water, black earth and white sky!

Is this the dragon's perspective?

Herzog laughed wildly.

The volcanoes erupted blazing plumes of smoke from east to west, and the plumes were wrapped in red volcanic ash, just like the red scales on a black dragon.

The elements obey his will, and the world is his domain.

He is God!

God of the new world!

Herzog looked down at the world that was about to belong to him, and everything would be as predicted.

The white emperor is sitting on a large banquet carried by hundreds of people. Its footprints cross the ocean and Europe and go to the red plateau at the end of the earth.

Herzog danced wildly in the clouds, wielding his power like a newborn baby.

Strong winds, rainstorms, tides, flames. Come, come all of them!

Salute your king!

Boom! ! !

The flames were like the aurora shooting from the ground to the sky, and like a burning phoenix resurrected from the flames.

Accompanied by the heavy dragon roar, the White King howled in pain.

The scorching heat was almost able to distort the entire space directly, and a gap appeared in the bone wing of the White King.

It dodged it.

But it did not completely dodge.

The powerful vitality of dragons prompted the dragon wings to regenerate, wing membranes, bones, scales.

The perfect creature was suspended in the air.

The golden eyes as solemn as the sun stared directly at the other party.

Another dragon!

A sun-like dragon king!

"Luke!"

The White King was furious.

It recognized this damn traitor.

Before it became a god, this guy repeatedly touched its bottom line and humiliated its dignity.

I wanted to settle accounts with this guy after I got familiar with this body.

But since there is a dragon willing to take the initiative to deliver it to the door, I might as well use the blood of my own clan as a gift for my own recovery today.

Eat him! Get a more perfect evolution!

The invisible domain unfolded around Herzog, and the muscle groups rolled under the scales like waves, and the highly compressed air formed a vortex visible to the naked eye in the spherical domain.

It is the White King, a god who can compete with the Black King by relying on "spirit", and the entire airspace is firmly in its will.

The domain exploded, and the compressed air made a thunderstorm-like sound, as if a giant cannon was fired.

Herzog rushed straight towards Luke.

At this speed, even Angers might not be able to react.

But Luke can.

Every collision between the two is a turbulence of elements, and high-speed air flows of ultra-high temperature and ultra-low temperature alternately cut through the clouds.

Holes kept appearing in the clouds, which were soon filled up by the surrounding clouds, and the high-energy particle streams kept rubbing and colliding.

The war between kings was unstoppable.

For the hybrids, the Word Spirit is their innate ability.

Reciting the dragon script and mobilizing the elements, the effect of the Word Spirit will naturally emerge.

But for the upper-level dragons, except for the Word Spirit of the world-destroying level, most of the other Word Spirits have no effect.

Because they have to face the existence of the same bloodline as them.

It is the instinct of the monarch to control the elements with consciousness.

If Herzog forcibly mobilizes the elements and uses the Word Spirit, Luke can naturally cancel the Word Spirit with the same level of control.

Therefore, the war between the two dragons focuses more on close combat.

This may be the reason why the King of Bronze and Fire refines swords.

It may feel that the rough fighting style of melee is not really suitable for noble dragons.

But Luke doesn't have a sword in his hand now.

For him, the body is the perfect "weapon"!

With one claw, he could tear the white king's bone wings, and with one tail, he could break the white king's scales!

The intense pain quickly calmed Herzog's crazy brain.

He was a human, a greedy and despicable villain.

After realizing that he might not be Luke's opponent in his infancy.

Herzog had already retreated, and he didn't want to fight anymore.

He had just obtained the power and authority of God, why was he here, fighting with a madman of his own race?

Herzog dived down, passing through the flooded streets at supersonic speed, and all the glass along the way shattered.

He wanted to leave here, accumulate enough strength, and then come back to kill this idiot!

Herzog was once the lowest existence in the food chain, and he knew too well how he should survive.

But would Luke let him run away?

What did Luke do for so long in Neon?

Master Yue's braised goods? Eri's toys? The poor people in Kabukicho?

None of them!

It's for you, Herzog!

Luke's golden eyes became more and more eye-catching, and his posture became more and more vigorous.

White King, stop, I want to eat you!!!

From Daita District to Shinjuku District, then to Minato District, and finally left the land to the sea.

He chased, it fled.

The two dragons chased each other, and the high-energy particles almost destroyed all the electronic equipment along the way.

The F-2 fighters that came to reinforce did not dare to approach this airspace at all. The radio system was completely useless in this airspace filled with high-energy particles.

If they dared to go in, a name would be added to the list of heroic sacrifices tomorrow.

The dark clouds suddenly broke, and the red dragon kept accelerating, accelerating, and accelerating!

Finally, he caught up!

The two sides collided like meteors, and the noble White King quickly fell to the sea.

But before it touched the sea, a powerful word spirit had been released, and the domain expanded rapidly, covering the sea within a few kilometers.

It was an extremely cold area, the seawater in the area, along with the fish swimming underwater, quickly solidified.

Just like the Ice Age of General Qingzhi.

Herzog fell on the ice in a mess, and the burning dragon blood also dripped on the ice.

The bloody body of the White King was like a fish with scales shaved off on a chopping board, and countless bones were broken in his body.

Herzog was panting, and the dragon's super cells, which were similar to nanomachines, were constantly repairing his body.

How can it be? How can it be? How can it be? ! !

Herzog roared inwardly.

He didn't believe that the great White King would lose to a powerless monarch!

He should be the winner, it's him!

The White King looked up to the sky and roared, and the vibrating sound waves of the dragons were like roaring ancient bronze bells.

"Masamune Tachibana, no, Herzog."

"You're scared."

Chiryuu scoffed.

The White King's roars were like childish shouts to him.

Nothing but noise.

"You deserve to die!"

Herzog roared.

It flapped its wings, and the invisible airflow superimposed on the bone wings again.

His speed surged and he rushed towards Luke again.

This is not Herzog's style.

But now is not the time to think about this, Herzog has already burst into the air.

The white dragon and the red dragon were like two aurora penetrating the galaxy, meeting and colliding at the speed of lightning and flint!

Cha——

The dazzling sparks shone brightly, and Herzog's face beamed with joy.

bingo!

But then, the ecstatic expression suddenly solidified.

Heartbreaking pain came from his chest.

King Bai lowered his head.

Only a red dragon claw was seen, piercing through its heart.

The red dragon pulled, and the white emperor's heart was pulled out of his chest.

"You're scared, so you deserve to die."

Snapped--

The white emperor's heart was crushed.

Endless white threads appeared, stretching for thousands of meters in the sky.

"no, do not want!"

Herzog realized something.

It screamed in terror.

"Let me go! Let me go! Please let me go!"

"I am willing to share the throne with you. The world is big and we can sit on the throne together!"

"Please, let go"

呲——

The white king's throat was penetrated by a dragon's claw.

Then, endless white threads wrapped around its body, just like a plant absorbing nutrients, constantly extracting and draining the White King.

The blood is drying up, the bones are aging, and the scales are losing their luster.

It is tirelessly absorbing all the power and strength from the long white silk.

The whole dragon gradually became like a mummy.

"Lu Mingze, don't let me down."

Chilong said softly.

Endless white silk wraps him, and the monarch will use the newborn White King as nourishment to ascend to the throne of the new world!

The figure of the little devil is looming.

"Brother, can't we find a place to cocoon later?"

"If you do this, I will be very tired, okay?"

The little devil complained.

But at this time, Chilong had been wrapped in white silk and turned into a huge cocoon.

The reborn White King also gradually lost his vitality.

At the same time, Kassel Academy headquarters.

"The low-Earth orbit satellite 'Skyscanner', identification code SW001, successfully changed orbit and is approaching the sky above Tokyo. It is expected to arrive at the designated coordinates in 1 minute and 45 seconds."

"The posture adjustment is completed. The Sword of Damocles has completed its self-inspection and entered the release preparation state."

"The atmospheric flow is violent, the visibility is close to zero, the gyroscope is limited, and the main navigation method is changed to spatial coordinate scanning."

"Countdown to 1 minute, all departments prepare!"

The vice-principal rarely looked serious.

Angers has already set off, and he doesn't know if he can bring back the White King's Dragon Bone Cross.

"Vice Vice Principal, is there anything you need me to do?"

The weak male voice does not seem to match the serious command room.

But the vice principal didn't mind.

"Come, Mingfei, try the fine wine I have treasured for many years."

The vice-principal raised a glass of invitation carelessly.

Lu Shaozai scratched his head in embarrassment.