LRAB Chapter 397: Words come easily
Chapter 397: Words come easily
Chapter 397: Words come easily
When the bloodline of a hybrid exceeds the critical blood limit (50%), its own dragon blood will take over and forcibly rewrite the human's genes into dragon genes in a very short period of time, and then the physical characteristics of the dragon race will appear.
However, hybrids are just hybrids after all. When human genes are attacked, they will rise up in resistance, so it is impossible to reach 100% dragon genes.
At this time, it is neither a real dragon nor a human being. It has become a deformed monster that has lost its mind and follows animal instincts. It obeys the orders of the pure-blooded dragon clan and becomes a cannon fodder slave used by the dragon clan to fight against humans.
The hybrids call them Deadpools, and they belong to the category of those who can be killed by anyone.
There are many reasons for the formation of Deadpool, some secret methods to improve the purity of dragon blood, some gene evolution drugs, contamination by dragon blood, and the fact that hybrids themselves are unstable. It is reasonable that the genes of the two species coexist in one body and conflicts arise. The desire for bloodthirstiness has always existed, but it is suppressed by human genes and one's own will. Long-term repression, tragic experiences and other external factors are stimulating, causing the already unstable hybrids to become psychologically distorted and out of control. The dragon blood takes the opportunity to greatly exceed the critical blood limit, rationality is devoured, the body becomes a monster, and it enters an irreversible situation in one fell swoop.
Although it is unclear why the man who possesses the "Word Spirit·Yin Lei" became him, the fact that he became Deadpool is clear before our eyes. The only way to deal with Deadpool is to eliminate him.
Although he could only fight on instinct after losing his rational thinking, the monster body strengthened by the dragon blood running rampant should not be underestimated, and he could easily smash a human head with one punch.
"Your word spirit is Fiery, right? The environment here is not suitable for you to release it." Lao Zhang said quickly.
"I know." Lancelot replied, but did not stop mobilizing the power of the Word Spirit.
While the two were talking, Deadpool was not idle either. He roared and leaped up, rushing towards Lao Zhang like a tiger descending from a mountain. Obviously, the bloody wound on Lao Zhang's shoulder attracted him.
Faced with such a monster, Lao Zhang, who is good at reconnaissance and sneak attacks, is obviously helpless.
"Back off!"
The next moment, the black commissioner slid in at lightning speed and stood in front of Lao Zhang.
I saw him lower his waist and stand with his legs, crossing his arms in front of his forehead to block. His skin instantly turned into a deep rock color, and the density and hardness of his bones and muscles increased, like a human shield.
Word Spirit·Immovable Shield, serial number 40, bloodline originates from the King of Earth and Mountains, can harden the skin and flesh of the entire body in an instant, like an indestructible rock, but moves slowly during the release period, which has a greater disadvantage.
boom!
Deadpool's giant clawed palm slapped the black commissioner's arm, making a dull sound.
At this moment, the black commissioner who was flying backwards released the immobile shield, and Lao Zhang behind him cooperated tacitly to grab him, and the two of them distanced themselves from Deadpool.
Lancelot stepped forward quickly, his eyes emitting brilliant golden light. He stared at Deadpool with readiness, the temperature around him rose rapidly, and clusters of flames ignited out of thin air.
Buzz!
"What's that sound?" Lancelot frowned and looked up subconsciously.
Everyone who was attracted by the sudden and sharp roar raised their eyes, and when they saw a figure falling straight down from mid-air, their pupils shrank.
Perhaps feeling a chill on the back of his neck, Deadpool turned around vigilantly, just in time to meet Chu Xin's ignited golden eyes, which was like looking directly into the scorching sun.
hum-
The terrifying pressure gushed out invisibly, and the hearts of the people present trembled in unison, and the primitive fear instinctively flowed through every inch of flesh and blood like a floodgate.
Lancelot didn't care about anything else. He immediately stopped releasing the Word Spirit and quickly retreated to avoid it.
Whoosh!
Chu Xin had no intention of slowing down. He fell into the darkness like a meteor and collided heavily with the trembling Deadpool.
As he touched it, his right hand grabbed Deadpool's ugly cheek, and with a force of five fingers, he pierced through the scales covering his face and held it tightly. His legs stepped on Deadpool's chest, and with a kick, Chu Xin flew into the air, and Deadpool was also kicked away by the fierce force, leaving a deep gully along the snack street, and lay motionless on the ground.
He didn't move, which was normal and realistic.
Because Deadpool had lost his head, there was a void in the middle of his shoulder, and hot blood continued to spurt out from the huge hole.
As Lancelot and the others looked up in horror, Chu Xin landed steadily, holding Deadpool's wide-eyed head in his hand, with half of his bloody spine dangling at the end.
Sheep ribs appear again!
hiss--
At this time, untimely brake sounds rang out continuously, and beams of modified car lights were projected over, illuminating everyone clearly.
The energetic young man and the girls stared blankly at the scene in front of them, especially the headless monster corpse two meters away which became the focus of their attention.
Wrong place, wrong time, wrong role, wrong turn.
"Oh my god, we ran into a movie shoot!" a ghost-fire boy shouted in surprise.
"Wow, this thing is so realistic!" Another young man jumped out of the car, squatted down and looked closely at the still steaming Deadpool.
But when he got closer, the smile on his face gradually disappeared. The extremely shocking bloody scene and the extremely pungent smell violently hit his stomach. After a dry heave, he vomited a large pool of foul-smelling liquid. It was normal that he didn't have any dry goods. He only drank a glass of lemonade at noon all day and had no money to eat. He originally wanted to find a brother to eat, but it turned out that his brother had the same idea.
"Brothers, what kind of movie are you going to make? There are foreigners, from Hollywood, right?"
"You guys were responsible for the explosion just now, that's pretty awesome!"
"The guy wearing the mask should be the male lead, right? Damn, he's so handsome!"
"Do you want extras? Just pack a lunch and I'll come!"
The young men and women got out of the car excitedly, shouting in unison.
"Something is wrong, ugh~" The boy, who was about to throw up his stomach, stood up with a look of panic on his face, "This seems a bit real."
"It looks like the real thing! That means the special effects are good! It must be a blockbuster!" said a companion with a smile.
"It looks like a real dead person." The young man said cautiously, not caring about the vomit at the corner of his mouth.
For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.
"Who are you?" Lancelot stared at Chu Xin who was twenty meters away, and at the same time signaled with his hand to Lao Zhang and others to prepare to retreat.
"There is no such person in the Asian branch, and he jumped over from such a long distance and killed the waiter in an instant. I'm afraid~there's something wrong with this guy. Be careful." The black commissioner said in a low voice.
"Why don't you get away from here!" Old Zhang turned around and angrily scolded the spirited young men who were still watching the show.
Although he hated these dregs of society from the bottom of his heart, if innocent people were killed or injured while executing his mission, the responsibility would be great and he would inevitably be subject to corresponding punishment.
At this point, no matter how dumb the young men were, they could have noticed something was wrong. However, they were still hesitant out of ignorance and fearless, and obviously wanted to continue watching the fun. After getting on their electric scooters, they were reluctant to turn around and leave. Some of them were muttering in low voices, "We're in numbers, so there's nothing to be afraid of", "Let's wait a little longer", "I don't believe they dare to kill us", and "Whoever runs first is a coward".
Of course, there were also some smart ones who left immediately, and the others had no choice but to follow them, looking back reluctantly.
Then, after they thought they were at a safe distance, curiosity and a sense of adventure drove them to stop at the entrance of the snack street without any prior arrangement. Without calling the police, they already began to fantasize about bragging to others tomorrow.
"Half-blood, or Deadpool?" the black commissioner murmured.
"These eyes seem to be made of gold, and their bloodline is so high that I dare not look them in the eye." The other two commissioners also gathered together, their muscles tense.
Lancelot said nothing. As the vice president of the Lionheart Club, he had gazed into the never-extinguished golden eyes of President Chu Zihang many times. Even so, he had never trembled as much as he did at this moment. Every hair on his body stood up straight, and he felt the air was getting hot. The invisible elemental particles seemed to have been called upon and gradually began to revel.
"A dragon, could it be~" A horrified guess suddenly emerged in his mind.
Not daring to think any further, he immediately shook his arms, quickly chanted the dragon script, and released the Word Spirit: Fiery.
Serial number 77, derived from the King of Bronze and Fire, can ignite and manipulate the fire element in the air, thereby generating a large amount of flames for attack, like a low-end version of Junyan.
boom! ! !
In an instant, the scorching flames gathered into waves of flames, rushing towards Chu Xin. The ground wherever they passed was ignited, forming a large area, as if gasoline was poured on it.
Chu Xin stood still, stretched out his right hand, snapped his fingers, and whispered in dragon script: "Chi."
boom--
In an instant, a flame with a similar structure appeared out of thin air, but it was larger in scale, higher in temperature, and more powerful in pressure.
Lancelot immediately felt that his elemental power was being rudely and unreasonably drained away by the opponent, and the fire he released also weakened drastically, to the point where it could be extinguished by a gust of wind.
"Authority! He gave orders to the elements!" Lancelot suddenly realized and shouted, "He is No..."
bang——
Before he finished speaking, Chu Xin's rage swept across the entire snack street, like a two-headed fire dragon rushing towards the entrances and exits, igniting and detonating everything along the way.
The same words, when released by different people, can make a huge difference between heaven and earth.
Boom!
The gas tanks in the shops exploded one by one, causing even more horrific explosions. The deafening explosions completely broke the silent night of Miancheng.
Lancelot, the black commissioner, Lao Zhang and others were all engulfed by the flames. Their specially made combat uniforms turned to ashes in an instant, their skin was torn, their blood evaporated, and their bones cracked. In the high heat, they were all burned to charcoal.
"Fuck, run!"
Not only them, but also the spirited young men at the entrance were blown away by the gushing waves of fire and shock waves before they could even run away, and fell into pieces on the main road.
Just like their shattered owners, the electric vehicles that carried freedom and courage were also torn into pieces in the air, ending their cheap and sloppy lives.
Amid the explosion, a tiny gunshot was heard from above.
Whoosh!
The sniper on the rooftop pulled the trigger of the Barrett, and the 12.7mm large-caliber ammunition flew out of the chamber, carrying a strong smell of gunpowder and shooting towards Chu Xin's head.
In response, Chu Xin simply stretched out his hand and casually drew a line in the air. The metal bullet was wrapped around by invisible and intangible silk threads. After hovering for a second, it turned 180 degrees and pierced through the commissioner's forehead in front of his horrified eyes, and his entire head exploded on the spot.
Word Spirit·Sword Control, serial number 82, originated from the King of Bronze and Fire.
In a large area centered on the releaser, metal objects can be precisely manipulated.
It was named after Zhang Daoling, the founder of Taoism. According to ancient documents, there was an ancient hybrid who could fly with a sword. With a wave of his finger, he could command countless swords and kill a dragon with his sword. Since then, the story of the sword fairy has been passed down to this day.
However, from a scientific perspective, it is not some mysterious magic. What the releaser actually controls is the magnetic field. There are countless magnetic lines of force in the field, which allow metal objects to move and accelerate along the complex and changeable magnetic lines of force, thus achieving an effect like manipulation by mind.
It can be said that the dragon race itself, its alchemy, and its words can all be explained by science fiction, and they all follow certain laws and rules.
The so-called words are essentially the words spoken by the Dragon King. They are their mobilization and control of the elemental forces. With just one sentence, they can command the power of fire, storms, mountains and seas, thunder, and all living beings.
For hybrids, the power of the Word Spirit comes from the resonance of dragon characters and bloodline, which are arranged in a form similar to the periodic table according to the degree of stability. There are currently 121 known types, and the possibility of increasing is not ruled out. The higher the serial number, the more dangerous and unstable the Word Spirit is, and the releaser may also pay a heavy price to use it.
From the second generation, third generation to the mixed-blood species, their dragon bloodline all originated from the four kings and the King of Black and White, and therefore inherited the power of the Word Spirit contained in their bloodline. As for the number of sequences, it is closely related to the purity of their bloodline.
For Chu Xin, who is a first-generation person, the word spirit thing is basically easy to use!
“He’s still too weak, not even good enough for training.” Chu Xin muttered, put on his hood to cover his tall body, and disappeared around the corner of the street.
He flicked his fingertips lightly, and the burning flames transformed into red snakes, which clustered together and went out, leaving behind a ruin.
Soon, fire trucks arrived quickly, and firefighters and police cordoned off the scene, but the perimeter was surrounded by nearby residents. In fact, many people had been awakened by the continuous noise, but the snack street was narrow and dim, with old commercial buildings on both sides, so they could not see what was happening inside. Moreover, Deadpool's creepy roars scared them so much that they closed the doors and windows, so they dared not open the door to check.
It was not until Chu Xin's words triggered a huge explosion that everyone realized the seriousness of the matter and called the police.
Many reporters emerged from their beds and rushed to report on the situation on the front line.
“It looked like they were filming a movie inside, or like a group of people were fighting. I was watching TV at the time and only heard the explosion. Then I saw the fire wave rushing out and burning most of my shop. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have lost my life like those little bastards!” The owner of the grocery store kept talking in front of the cameras. Behind him, two-thirds of the store, which was not very big to begin with, was gone.
……
ten minutes later.
Chu Zihang, Su Qian and five executive department specialists came to the rooftop above the snack street with gloomy faces.
One of them was dealing with the body of his headless colleague. As they were used to seeing bloody scenes, they did not feel any physical discomfort, but were instead filled with inexplicable anger.
"Norma, what happened?" Susie asked with clenched fists.
Norma then sent them a blurry surveillance video.
A fight in the dark, the growls of wild beasts, a figure falling from the sky, a gangster seeking his own death, a blazing fire, a wave of flames that engulfs everything, and a figure leaving silently.
"Miancheng Group B, 6 people, confirmed, all sacrificed." Norma's electronic voice carried a hint of sadness and solemnity, and also conveyed the message back to the college.
As the top artificial intelligence system of Kassel College, it is normal for it to express a tone and intonation that suits the scene.
Looking at the clearest figure in the raincoat in the entire video, Chu Zihang was suddenly stunned.
"What's wrong?" Susie asked.
"It looks a little familiar." Chu Zihang tried hard to recall.
He turned his head to look at the city streets, and suddenly remembered that he had caught a glimpse of this figure while sitting in the passenger seat at the intersection just now.
"You guys deal with the aftermath, I'll go take a look." After saying this, Chu Zihang left alone, leaping quickly between the rooftops of buildings like an agile cheetah, his clothes fluttering and dancing in the wind.
"Hey!" Su Si wanted to follow, but she knew she could not keep up with Chu Zihang's sharp pace.
Under the night sky, the Anchang River is peacefully flooded with moonlight.
This place is some distance away from the city center, so it is not affected and has the quiet and leisurely atmosphere that one should have at night.
A row of street lights on the riverbank flickered, and in the blink, a black shadow stood quietly under a tree with only dead branches.
The reason why Chu Xin was able to accurately find the hybrids and Deadpools who were on a mission was thanks to a word spirit called "Blood Knot".
Serial number 2, origin is Black King Nidhogg. The effect is to enhance the sensitivity of bloodline perception, resonate with dragons and hybrids within a certain range, and then lock them. The releaser can see red threads connecting his heart with the dragon blood target.
Card text appears:
“With just a little bit of attack, the hybrids were at their limit, and they won a great victory in the first battle;
Proficiency +5%, reaching 10%. "
It was expected that there was no reward. With the amount of exercise I had just done, a 5% increase was already good enough.
Chu Xin withdrew his consciousness from the card interface.
He looked down at his chest, then slowly raised his head. At this moment, a scarlet thread was spreading out and floating in the void. It was like a bridge spanning the river and reaching the opposite bank.
call!
Chu Zihang, who was running fast, suddenly stopped. He subconsciously turned around and locked his sights on Chu Xin.
The twenty-year-old black-haired young man has an upright posture, sharp eyes, and holds a long sword in his hand.
He took a deep breath, bent slightly, placed his right hand on the hilt of the sword, and made a gesture to draw the sword.
"Dragon Lord, Norton?"
Chu Zihang did not retreat, but instead his dark golden eyes ignited.
(End of this chapter)