Dragon Race: Dragon of Eternal Time

Chapter 240 The Withered Chrysanthemum
"boom!"

A deafening gunshot rang out.

Tachibana Masamune quickly pulled out the pistol at his waist with the other hand, and pulled the trigger towards Herzog unexpectedly.

It turned out that he had drawn the knife before but it was just a cover.

Herzog couldn't dodge in time, and was hit by the powerful impact on the bulletproof glass, making a muffled "bang".

This is not the power of a normal pistol at all, it is clearly a hand cannon that has been modified and is extremely lethal!
Herzog reached out and touched the place where he was shot, grinned, and smiled ferociously: "That's how you sent the bullet into my heart back then. You are still as cunning as before."

"Sure enough, the same trick is useless to you." Tachibana Masamune sighed, as if he had expected such a result long ago.

"That shot you made me miserable enough, and it took me a while to fully recover." Herzog put down his hand, and a big hole was torn in the clothes where he was shot. Inside the hole was a piece of gray-black scales. Reflecting the cold light.

Dragon scales!It was these dragon scales that prevented Tachibana Masamune's shooting, and even the modified hand cannon couldn't hurt him!

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Masamune Tachibana fired continuously, shooting a whole magazine of bullets at Herzog. Herzog did not dodge or dodge, letting the bullets hit him as densely as raindrops. The sound of collision was continuous.

"Crack!"

The sound of metal colliding sounded, and there were no more bullets.Tachibana Masamune stuck the long knife in the ground at his feet, quickly changed the magazine, and continued to shoot at Herzog.

"Bang bang bang bang!"

Another magazine was fired, and the strong smell of gunpowder permeated the entire space. In the smoke, two red-gold light spots flickered, like candles in the dark. One was covered with pitch-black scales, and bone spurs protruded from its body. The figure walked out.

"Did you see it? This is the power of the dragon clan. Your little toy can't do me any harm at all." Herzog laughed hoarsely and harshly, "Let's cooperate again, I know you snakes The Qiba family has been searching for the remains of the gods, so they should have found them, right?"

"Good proposal..." Tachibana Masamune said.

Herzog's eyes lit up.

"However, I refuse." Tachibana Masamune continued.

"Are you kidding me? My patience has a limit!"

A cold light flashed in Herzog's eyes, he opened his sharp claws, and rushed towards Tachibana Masamune at a very high speed, like a shell being fired, so fast that an afterimage could be seen behind him.

Tachibana Masamune widened his eyes, pulled out the long knife stuck in the ground, grasped the handle of the knife with both hands, and slashed towards Herzog.

A white knife light illuminates the entire space.

Between lightning and flint, the two collided together.

Dazzling sparks sputtered out, and the sound of metal collision resounded. Herzog collided with Tachibana Masamune's white long knife with his scale-covered dragon claws, suppressing Tachibana Masamune tightly.

Tachibana Masamune clenched his teeth, mobilizing all the strength in his body to resist Herzog's suppression, and the veins in the hand holding the knife burst out.

Even so, he still slid back slowly, and his boots rubbed against the floor, making an extremely harsh sound. In front of Herzog's strength, his strength seemed extremely weak, almost like an adult in the presence of a child. Fight and play.

"Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Poor and weak! Haven't you recognized the reality yet?" Herzog laughed wildly, his face covered with scales.

Only after gaining the power of the dragon clan did he realize how insignificant he was and how inferior human beings are. The dragon clan should be the real master of this world!And I am the one who is qualified to evolve into a real dragon!

Facing Herzog's ridicule, Tachibana Masamune had no leeway to retaliate. Just resisting had exhausted all his strength. He felt as if there was a mountain of weight on his blade, and it was an impossible Flip through the mountains.

"boom!"

With a muffled sound, Tachibana Masamune's back stuck to the iron door of the elevator, and there was no room to retreat.

"It's time to end, Comrade Bondarev, I gave you a chance, but it's a pity you didn't take it." Herzog slowly exerted force with the claws holding Tachibana Masamune's long knife, with a crisp "click" The sound came from his palm, as if something was cracking and shattering, and finally with a "哐!", Tachibana Masamune's long knife shattered and fell into countless fragments, reflecting Tachibana Masamune's frightened face and Herzog grinned ferociously.

Suddenly, the two of them noticed at the same time that the upward red indicator light of the elevator was on, indicating that someone was about to come up.

"A mouse has slipped in, let's have a farewell hug, my old friend." Herzog opened his slender arms covered with black scales, and embraced Masamune Tachibana warmly.

Tachibana Masamune wanted to dodge, but he couldn't dodge at all. Herzog's speed was much faster than he imagined!
The two hugged each other warmly, really like a pair reunited after a long absence, and then had a good talk, and reluctantly bid farewell to an old friend again. The only difference is that Tachibana Masamune issued a "Ka Ka Ka!" There was a loud bang, that was the bones in his body were broken by Herzog's huge force.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Thick blood spat out from Tachibana Masamune's mouth and landed on Herzog's gray-black scales, like cherry blossom petals.

Herzog's dragon claws had also been deeply inserted into Tachibana Masamune's back, stirring violently, and scarlet blood continued to flow out from the wound on Tachibana Masamune's back.

"Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Tachibana Masamune kept groaning in pain, his arms weakly embracing Herzog's body.

After a long time, his dazzling golden pupils slowly extinguished and dimmed, his arms drooped weakly, like a puppet with a broken string, as if his life was coming to an end.

"Fragile humans." Herzog sneered.

Suddenly, the smile at the corner of his mouth froze. He wanted to let go of Tachibana Masamune, but found that his claws could not be pulled out from Tachibana Masamune's body, as if they were clamped by muscles.

"How is this possible?!" Herzog tried again.

The corners of Tachibana Masamune's mouth curled up, and he slowly raised his head, a pair of dazzling red-gold pupils suddenly lit up!
Fine and dense gray-black scales began to crawl all over the body.

"This is impossible! This is impossible! You also injected ancient blood?!" Herzog uttered an extremely sharp cry.

"That's right, those who were injected before coming here, if you want to deal with the devil, you must have the same power as the devil!" Masamune Tachibana smiled and opened his arms, hugging Herzog tightly, "This way... you No escape, Herzog!"

"Sure enough, I didn't misread you! You, like me, are an out-and-out devil!" Herzog yelled in horror.

"Before I came here, I had already made up my mind to die with you. Although my level of dragon transformation is not as good as yours, but you are careless, let's go to hell together! Two people are together, at least we have a companion." Tachibana Masamune revealed A relieved smile.

"Hahahahahaha!" Herzog laughed maniacally, "Do you think you are the only one who has prepared a backup? Old friend."

"What did you say?!" Tachibana Masamune widened his eyes.

"Look out the window, please," Herzog said triumphantly.

Tachibana Masamune looked out of the French windows, and humanoid creatures with huge wings soared into the sky, occupying the entire sky, with dazzling golden pupils densely packed, making one's hair stand on end.

"This is... a dead waiter in the form of a dragon?!" Tachibana Masamune widened his eyes and exclaimed, "You actually researched this kind of monster!"

The dragon-shaped death swooped down towards the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the bulletproof glass shattered instantly, making a "clang, bang, bang!" sound, and the glass shards fell on the floor-to-ceiling windows like a white water curtain.

They frantically pounced on Tachibana Masamune, opened their bloody mouth wide, revealing sharp fangs densely packed like thorns, biting his flesh and tearing his body with sharp claws.

Tachibana Masamune's painful screams echoed repeatedly in this space, accompanied by Herzog's crazy laughter.

"General Wang, you are really an out-and-out ghoul." Yuan Zhinv whispered, standing on a tall building in the distance, watching this terrifying scene with a high-magnification telescope.

Sakurai Kogure stood behind him, holding an umbrella for him.

"This is too bloody!" Lu Mingfei saw this scene through the telescope of the sniper rifle in the distance, and his voice trembled slightly, "Brother Mo Shi, Masamune Tachibana was killed by Herzog's men, a group of bat wings The guys have been eaten, and there is no scum left, are you sure you can deal with them? Do you want to retreat?"

Lu Mingfei's combat strength is limited, so he stays in the distance and waits for the opportunity to move, ready to snipe the half-dragon Herzog at any time.

"No need, I'll be there soon." Mo Shi stood on the elevator going up and said casually.

"Proceed with caution." Chu Zihang said in a low voice.

He is currently under the Tokyo Tower, and under his feet are densely packed corpses of snake-shaped dead servants, as well as in front of him. He keeps waving Murasame to cut off the enemies in front of him.

Another group of dead servants rushed up, trying to suppress Chu Zihang with a numerical advantage. This is already the seventh wave.

Chu Zihang chanted in a low voice while brandishing the knife, and syllables that ordinary people could not understand spit out from his mouth.

As if the king was issuing an edict, the air temperature rose sharply at this moment.The torrential rain in the sky fell around him and was instantly evaporated, turning into a thick white mist.

Yanling Junyan, explode!The blazing flames bloomed like red lotuses, turning any Deadpool who approached Chu Zihang into a piece of coke, and the air was filled with the smell of burnt.

Ying stood beside Chu Zihang, constantly throwing darts and wielding long knives to eliminate Deadpool and relieve Chu Zihang's pressure.

"I'm sorry, the young master was too emotional after receiving the news of Mr. Tachibana Masamune's death." Sakura felt sorry for Yuan Zhisheng abandoning Chu Zihang and going to Tokyo Tower alone.

"No, I understand his feelings." Chu Zihang said.

"Da da da da da!" The dense footsteps echoed repeatedly in the stairwell, it was Yuan Zhisheng who was running up crazily.

He and Chu Zihang were going down there to eliminate Deadpool, but after receiving the news that Tachibana Masamune was killed, he rushed into the tower like crazy, and chose the stairs after finding that the elevator was unusable.

"Father, why do you have to bear all this alone? Is this what you call the Bushido spirit?" Yuan Zhisheng swore secretly in his heart, "Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

"Ding dong!"

The sound of the elevator arriving at the station sounded, and the elevator doors slid open to both sides.

Mo Shi looked at the thick, viscous plasma layer on the ground, and stepped on it indifferently.

Surprisingly, his shoes seemed to be floating on the bloodstains without sinking a bit.

Water walk, can walk on any liquid, including blood, magma and so on.

Herzog looked at the young man walking towards him calmly, and asked with a smile, "Why, are you here alone? Mo Shi, the strongest trump card of Kassel Academy."

Behind him stood densely packed dragon-shaped dead waiters, their gaping ferocious mouths continued to bleed to the ground, looking unfinished, obviously a Tachibana Masamune couldn't satisfy them at all, and they wouldn't either. satisfy.

"I am alone, more than enough." Mo Shi said.

"I admit that your pedigree is very good and has great strength, but you are not my opponent." Herzog said, "I have a proposal, join me, join the glorious evolution, as long as it is you, you will definitely be able to Can withstand the blood of God."

Herzog's voice is deep and seductive, like an excellent securities salesman who has been on Wall Street.

He has never seen a mixed race like Mo Shi who possesses two kinds of speech spirits at the same time, and there is no sign of running away. This shows that the dragon blood in his body is extremely pure and very stable. It is definitely a very rare experiment. Taste.

As long as he can get his blood, he can go farther and farther on the road to becoming a god, and truly touch the apex of the world!
"Put away your tricks, I'm not here to negotiate with you, but to approve you." Mo Shi said lightly.

"Young people are just a little bit young and energetic. It seems that I have to let you see my strength." Herzog said.

"Really?" Mo Shi smiled slightly and moved his body.

"This is impossible!"

Herzog's eyes widened suddenly, because he didn't know when Mo Shi had appeared in front of him, and a big slap was falling on his face.

quick!too fast!Can't dodge at all.

"Snapped!"

With a crisp sound, Herzog's face was slapped heavily by Mo Shi, and his face was tilted ninety degrees to one side.

Herzog remained still, stunned.

Mo Shi's slap didn't do much harm to him, but it was extremely insulting. He, an extremely powerful semi-evolved species, was slapped by a brat. This is a shame, the biggest stain in life .

"You actually..." Herzog wanted to say something.

"Too noisy." Mo Shi raised his hand.

"Crack!" Another crisp sound interrupted his words.

Mo Shi didn't give Herzog a chance to speak, and slapped him again, and slapped him in the opposite direction. His face turned 180 degrees and turned to the other side.

(End of this chapter)