Volume 3 Hello, Eri Chapter 318 Avengers (VII)
"The sky... collapsed?" Finkel couldn't believe his eyes.
The sky of the Night Food Plain is fictional. It is always covered with dark clouds. Near the distant border, it is faintly blue, like a layer of fog. Countless buildings reverse their direction and float in the sky. They don't even need foundations to maintain a stable orbit.
But now everything is shaking and being destroyed. One can see with the naked eye that the dark cloud is slowly falling, and it even crushes the upside-down Tokyo Tower wherever it passes. The Tokyo Tower, like a discus, falls into the sea. More and more buildings are destroyed by the pressure of the sky, and the construction waste is as heavy as rain. Some of it hits the viaduct, and the violent shaking makes it impossible to stand.
In ancient times, due to the constraints of productivity and knowledge, people believed that the earth was round and the sky was square. The land under our feet was a huge circle, and the sky was a semicircular pot lid that held the entire earth. In this concept, the sky had boundaries, like a curtain that could always be found. However, people at that time did not know how high the sky was, and they would think about this question every time they looked up.
At this moment, the sky became a concrete entity in the words. It had no concept of the atmosphere, stratosphere, or troposphere. It became a huge wall that existed in reality, pressing down on the ground at a destructive speed! Everyone could feel the pressure brought by that terrifying thing. The downward wind pressure generated by its movement alone could make the scattered garbage stick to the ground. Finkel had to hold his KFC paper bag with both hands, but it was about to be blown apart.
How much does that thing actually weigh? What is the kinetic energy of a fall from this height? Can its acceleration be calculated to simulate the force?
Chu Zihang thought quickly in his mind, but had no idea where to start. This kind of spiritual power was beyond his understanding. Judging from the fact that it could knock down a building complex comparable to that of the city center without any obstruction, a 100-meter-level tsunami would not even be worthy of carrying its shoes. When it hits the ground, its power would be no less than a cluster nuclear explosion, and might even destroy the entire Night Food Plain!
The dragon-like Angers was the first to pounce on Li Yuanhao. It was impossible to stop that thing from falling by human power alone. The only way was to kill the person who released it and forcibly interrupt the spirit of words.
Li Yuanhao's wings trembled, and he calmly flew to the sky, dodging the dragon-slaying mad knife in Ange's hand. The Heavenly Question had already been launched, and she only needed to delay time to win. The best way now was to sit and watch them die in a place where humans could not reach. As for herself, the sky curtain could not crush her, and she could calmly get into it. The Word Spirit Heavenly Question split the sky into two at that moment. The real sky still existed in the sky, but the false sky had become a materialized curtain wall with an amazing thickness. People on the ground really felt like the sky was falling.
Angers gathered strength and pushed the ground, his bent knees bursting out with extraordinary force, launching himself into the sky. Although he absolutely could not use Time Zero in front of Li Yuanhao, the extremely strong five senses after the dragon transformation made Angers still feel like he was in the world of Time Zero. He could step on the fallen building debris and bounce repeatedly, constantly raising his height and rushing straight to Li Yuanhao.
He had very little time. Judging from the visual, it would only take a few minutes for the thing to fall, so he used all his strength from the beginning. Niten Ichiryu unreservedly launched his attack to the extreme, with a manic thug in his left hand and bloodthirsty greed in his right hand.
These are the two heaviest of the seven deadly sins. When fully activated, the blade can be several meters long, and it is difficult for ordinary people to even hold it. But this length is just right for Ange's body. The biggest feature of the alchemical sword is that it conforms to the owner's physique and fighting style. If a real ancient dragon holds this sword with its dragon body, the length will probably be even more amazing.
Li Yuanhao had to accept the challenge, because Ange's speed of pursuit was faster than her flying speed. Every time Ange jumped and kicked repeatedly, he would crush the things under his feet into pieces. However, the weak leverage could make him fly like a shot. Among tens of thousands of ruins, he could accurately grasp the direction of Li Yuanhao's flight, like a missile intercepting the enemy!
Niten's swordplay was as heroic as two suns flying in the sky. Every time he briefly touched Ange, he could swing dozens of swords while spinning. Li Yuanhao still used the bones he pulled out of his body as the blade to fight. Although this thing was very hard, it was not a regular weapon after all, and the sword in Ange's hand was a sharp blade made for slaying dragons. He repeatedly chopped at the same position with each slash, gradually cutting a two-finger-deep notch on the bone. If Li Yuanhao dared to continue to use this thing to resist, he would be split open in the chest at the moment when the bone sword broke.
Li Yuanhao also realized this problem. She raised her dragon claws, clenched her fingers into fists, and punched hard at the ground under her feet. A gray tornado rose from the sea water attracted by Guixu. At first it was just a simple vortex, but within a few seconds it quickly grew into a huge hurricane, as if covering the sky and the sun.
The strong wind swept in all the building debris around, with flying sand and rocks, and turbulent airflow. The eye of the wind was right where Li Yuanhao was, where the wind speed was the fastest. Once Angers approached, he only had time to swing his sword, because he had no leverage in the air, and would be swept away by the extremely high wind speed, circling around Li Yuanhao, struggling desperately. There were fewer and fewer places around to leverage, and once he lost all the leverage points, he would be finished, because humans could not fly to such a high altitude.
In such a storm, Li Yuanhao could move freely. He attacked repeatedly from different directions like a dark predator. Angers completely lost his balance and could not organize an effective defense. He was covered with wounds all over his body in an instant. He had never been so embarrassed before. The dragon scales cracked and sprayed out an astonishing amount of blood, far exceeding the limit that a human should have.
The people on the ground were completely helpless. To fight at an altitude of thousands of meters, they could only fly a plane, but where could they find a plane in the Night Food Plain? Even if they found a plane, could they fly into an 18th-level tornado ?
The wind sucked huge amounts of sea water into the air, spreading a torrent all over the sky. It was no longer called rain. It was as if everyone was bathing at the mouth of the Yangtze River.
Jude Mai clung tightly to Fingel's left leg like a piece of clothes hung out to dry... It wasn't that she wanted to do that, but because she was a ninja, and a female ninja at that, and her biggest feature was maintaining her figure. She was too light, and if she didn't hold on to Fingel, the tornado would have blown her up into the sky even from such a long distance.
Finkel took a horse stance and sank his qi into his dantian, standing still on the viaduct like an old monk in meditation. He maximized the power output of the bronze throne. Under this condition, it was like the thousand-pound weight in martial arts novels, with all the weight of the body concentrated downwards to keep himself stable.
But in the final analysis, Qianjin was no different from a piece of paper in an 18-level storm. Even though Finkel had a much better grip on the ground than Qianjin, he was still blown sideways, his face flushed, because it was difficult to breathe in such a wind speed. He had to open his mouth wide, his lips turned up as if he had hysteria, his eyes were pale, revealing his teeth that were stained by alcohol from drinking too much. The KFC bag had long since split open and flown away, and no one knew where it had gone.
Chu Zihang hugged Finkel's right thigh and tried to open his eyes to look at the battle in the sky. They were already trying their best just to stay on the ground and not be blown away. How could Principal Angers, who was in the eye of the storm, defeat Li Yuanhao under such conditions?
"Someone has to help the principal!" Chu Zihang yelled. It was the loudest voice he had ever made in his life, but in such a wind speed it still sounded like a mosquito in summer.
"How can we help? Turn into an anti-aircraft missile and fly up!" Jiude Mai also shouted in response. Her long hair was in bad luck in this situation. A long flag fluttered in the direction of the wind. The force exerted on it always made Jiude Mai feel as if she would be pulled out at any time.
"!@#￥%...&&＊~~~!!!"
Finkel seemed to want to say something, but as everyone's windbreak shield, he was facing the hurricane head-on, and it was already difficult for him to make a sound. The syllables he just said dissipated into meaningless modal particles before they could even come through.
"I knew you were Finkel!" Chu Zihang continued to yell.
"Oh my god, you can actually understand it!" Jiude Mai was stunned. That series of symbols was like the German army's encrypted code.
The oxygen around him was moving at high speed, and Chu Zihang could get very little air, but he still tried his best to breathe in and out, adjusting his state.
If Li Yuanhao is not killed, everyone will die. There are countless innocent people in this Night Food Plain. They are all implicated in the war between the hybrids and the dragons. Lu Mingfei is also there. How can young people sit back and watch the old man say to you, "You go first, I will cover the rear"? Just because they have lived long enough, they always face death with indifference? No, it won't happen. Fear of death is human nature, but people always use their courage to break their own shackles because of some kind of will.
Come on Chu Zihang, you can do it, Angers can do it, and so can you!
The fiery heart in the chest beat faster and faster, pumping a large amount of blood to every part of the body. The cells in the body instinctively resisted this feeling because they sensed a fatal danger. But Chu Zihang's will was like a tyrant whipping a slave, ordering everything in the body to accept this feeling.
The dragon scales pierced his skin, causing him to bleed profusely, but he was also healing himself at the same time. His muscles swelled like the roots of an old tree, and the structure of his joints and the toughness of his bones were also changing. In just a few breaths, the young man's body had expanded to a size comparable to that of the giant Fingel. He gently let go of his hands and was not easily blown away. At this distance, he was already able to fight the strong wind alone.
Blood exploded for the fourth time, and he turned into a dragon! He lost his original appearance and came into the world in a new form. His dazzling golden eyes were like a pair of sharp swords that could split the dark wind!
"!@#￥％……&＊!!!!" Finkel had a serious expression on his face. As a member of the German Kassel family, he certainly knew Explosion Blood and was obviously scolding Chu Zihang.
The principal has enough experience and a long life to hone his skills repeatedly, so he can maintain his consciousness. But Chu Zihang is just a young boy. Although he has the name of a killer, he has only mastered this technique for a few years. How can he imitate the principal!
Finkel's worries were correct. Chu Zihang had just entered the fourth level of blood explosion, and he could hardly tell who was around him. The endless killing desire of the dragon blood gave him endless power, but it was also destroying the human part of him.
Fortunately, he still had some consciousness... He repeatedly reminded himself of the names he had prepared, and reminded himself to remember your father, Chu Tianjiao, who loved to eat pig intestines and grilled chicken wings from roadside barbecue stalls, was always laughing and frivolous, and loved to show off with your report card, pretending to be a driver, but in fact he was a super awesome dragon slayer.
Remember your mother Su Xiaoyan. She is very beautiful and a dancer. She lives a heartless life, but she loves you very much. Even though she can't even cook, she still insists on cooking a bowl of noodles for you when you come home. She says that this is called "dumplings for getting on a horse and noodles for getting off a horse". Only after eating this can you come back safely.
Remember your girlfriend Lu Mingfei. You think you may never get married in this life, but there is a girl who will tell you loudly that she will not marry anyone but you. This boring life of revenge is really boring. Without her, you will miss a lot of happy times on this road, and you may lose yourself at some point.
Your death will make them sad, it’s just that simple, so you can’t die!
Chu Zihang was stimulated by his extremely sensitive sense of smell. He could smell everything around him that had dragon blood. He instinctively moved closer to Finkel and Jiude Mai, hesitated for a long time, and then looked up at the blurry figure moving at high speed in the eye of the wind. He could sense what were the most delicious things around him.
He glanced at Finkel and Jiude Mai indifferently, gave up these tasteless side dishes, and ejected his new knee joint, bouncing up into the sky among the debris of the ruins in the same way as Angers. The fire on Junyan drew a golden band along his trajectory and hit the center of the eye of the storm.
Murasame and Augustus rotated alternately, reappearing the swordsmanship of his father in his memory , Niten Ichiryu, Niten Sunshine! The intersecting blade arcs were like a golden sun, illuminating the surroundings with a blazing color, forcibly tearing apart the whirlwind and breaking in. Murasame slashed at Li Yuanhao's neck, and Augustus stabbed at her back.
He came so fast that Li Yuanhao didn't even notice it, let alone expect that there would be a second human who could soar into the sky like Angers.
The blood of the Dragon King splashed on Chu Zihang's face, hot as lava. At this moment, the figure of the god-slayer in Chu Zihang's heart revived again. He finally understood why there were two places for knives on the door of Maybach, because his father was an expert in double-sword style!
