"We want to find the King of Beasts, the King of Divine Beasts you call the most ancient beast."
Xia Yanzhen looked at the "battlefield" and said.
As Antonov exerts his power and puts on the armor, his combat effectiveness is greatly improved.
The situation went from Tiamat, who used Dragon Breath, to have the upper hand, to a 50-50 draw, and then to Tiamat gradually falling into a disadvantage.
But his expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care much.
Instead, Leon's expression became a little solemn.
Antonov is the vice president of Rodel College, and Rodel College is the training base for the next generation of Camarilla backbones.
Antonov's strength is self-evident.
His strength clearly ranks among the top five stable beast spirits.
Counting all the old immortals who don't know whether they are dead or not, as well as the hermit masters who may exist, they can at least be ranked in the top ten.
Antonov's use of power proves that he has tried his best and even tried his best.
However, he still couldn't win over the stranger in front of him.
The wind is downwind, but it won't be a problem to continue to deal with it for about ten minutes.
By that time, Antonov will be exhausted.
If the opponent cannot be defeated within this time, the outcome will be reversed.
What are the backgrounds of these two people?
"It's a beast spirit, they are all looking for the Beast King." Leon said, which meant that Xia Yanzhen's words could not reveal their identities.
"...Not necessarily." Xia Yanzhen said.
The big figures in the Secret Party and the Underworld are looking for the Beast King, but are ordinary beast spirits also looking for him?
How is it possible? He will seek his own government in his position.
"The existence of the Beast King is related to the life of every beast spirit." Leon said, "Some people don't pay attention and don't care, they are as stupid as an ostrich burying its head in the sand."
"'Every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.' This is true. But..." Xia Yanzhen said halfway and gave up directly. He was not here to talk to Leon about this. "Forget it, we are looking for the Beast King to kill
Drop it."
Don't care about identity, just focus on purpose.
"Kill the Beast King?" Leon looked at Xia Yanzhen, "Why?"
"Look, it was you who said that every spiritual beast should find the Beast King. Now that we are looking for it, you ask why?" Xia Yanzhen said, "You are so divided."
"..."
Leon opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
He wanted to say that although every beast spirit should pay attention to the Beast King, for most beast spirits, providing a message is enough.
Events related to the Beast King are not something ordinary beast spirits can participate in.
The ordinary beast spirits involved in matters related to the Beast King are just here to die.
Not to mention killing the Beast King.
"Forget it, let's not talk about it." Leon suppressed all the reasons. He had no intention of arguing on this occasion, "You want to kill the Beast King, so you came to us, are you planning to cooperate with the secret party? You are from the secret party.
traitor?"
"No." Xia Yanzhen said, "We...just think of us as people who came out of the deep mountains and old forests. Our identity is not important. What is important is what we want to do and whether we have the same purpose."
Leon said: "I don't care about my identity, others will. If you want to join the camp to kill the Beast King, you must prove yourself."
"The strength has been proven, and the rest..." Xia Yanzhen said, "Why don't you give us the names and addresses of some people in the secret party, and we will go up and beat them up in exchange for their names. In the future, we can all look for the Beast King together?
"
"Oh, that's a way." Leon said, "The King of Darkness, the leader of the dark party lurking behind the scenes, if you can bring this person's head up, then we have a basis for cooperation - no, you
From now on you can join the Camarilla."
"Okay, where is he?"
"have no idea."
"have no idea?"
"If the whereabouts of the Dark King and who he is could be determined, the Secret Party would have eliminated the Secret Party long ago. The Secret Party behaves like they are on par with the Secret Party and are fighting endlessly, but in fact they are just rats hiding in the gutter." Li
Ang said.
"Then what should I do? You don't know where they are. Where can I find them?"
"If you are really sincere, just look for it and if you can find it, I will definitely recommend it to you," Leon said.
"Would you like to introduce me?"
"Not everyone can stand with us and search for and kill the Beast King together." Leon glanced at Xia Yanzhen and said, "Don't look at me like this. I personally hope to gather enough strength, but there are many things
I don’t have the final say alone.”
"You mean, if the two of us want to join the secret party, it will be difficult to find and kill the Beast King with you?"
"not simple."
"Isn't it okay to be very strong?"
"It doesn't matter how strong you are. It has nothing to do with whether you are strong or not. Even the stronger you are, the secret party will be afraid of you and cannot trust you." Leon showed an expression that said, "You should understand this."
Two strong men of unknown origin suddenly came to the door and said they would kill the Beast King together.
As long as the secret party has any brains, they will not happily agree.
"Okay, it seems we have to find another way." Xia Yanzhen opened the door and got out of the car.
He casually put the blood-burning sword beside him on his waist.
Looking at Xia Yanzhen who was wearing a sword, Leon took two steps back and said, "Another way?"
"Convince people with virtue." Xia Yanzhen said.
I originally wanted to get along well with each other, but I had no choice but to convince others with my martial ethics.
Xia Yanzhen may not be very good at other things, but his martial virtue is very strong.
"Convince people with virtue..."
Leon couldn't understand the deep chill inside him for a while, but the opponent's intention to fight was obvious.
He unbuttoned his outer suit, flicked his hand, and two pistols appeared in his hands, pointing at Xia Yanzhen.
"Tiamat, don't hold back, but don't kill anyone either." Xia Yanzhen ignored Leon and said to the battlefield on the other side.
Tiamat's nickname is "Little Red", but in front of others, you still have to give this unique netherworld red dragon a little respect.
Just call Xiaohong, do you want to make the enemy laugh to death?
Uh-maybe?
Tiamat, who was at a disadvantage and was gradually retreating, received the order, and immediately smiled ferociously. Ignoring Antonov's fist, she swung out a claw.
At this moment, Antonov felt a crisis.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! His hands were immediately retracted in front of him, and a huge dragon claw appeared and landed on Antonov's raised arm.
The defensive posture formed in a hurry collapsed, and Antonov was sent flying, rolling on the ground like a ball, leaving a trace from point to line on the ground.
The last one was half-kneeling on the ground, and he looked at the place where he had rolled over in surprise.
There, a huge creature appeared.
Two pairs of huge wings spread out, forming a large shadow.
On the slender neck, in front of the flaming mane, there is a ferocious, ancient and solemn dragon head.
The burning hole of the blazing flame, with a hint of chilling blue, was staring at him.
Humanized with a joking and cold expression.
It's as if an apex predator has its eye on its food and is preparing to play with it before eating it.
"you……"
"this……"
Not only Antonov was stunned on the spot, but Leon was also stunned when he saw his enemy suddenly turned into a giant dragon.
Among animal spirits, according to the "concentration" of their bloodline, they are divided into five levels: s, a, b, c, and d.
Among them, those whose bloodline concentration exceeds 80% are S-level.
Level a is more than 70%, level b is more than 50%, level c is more than 30%, and as for level d, as long as it is a beast spirit, no matter how low the blood concentration is, it can be classified into level d.
Bloodline concentration does not represent immediate combat power, but represents potential and future combat power.
Class A and S are also called pure blood because of their high concentration of blood.
Among them, the S-class has a high concentration of blood, and will show some "beast" characteristics when fighting or getting emotional.
Some characteristics can help them fight better.
As for the fallen, the "beast" characteristics will be more obvious, and they may even turn into humanoid ferocious beasts.
In some literature records, it is not uncommon for people to completely transform into beasts.
The difference between the two lies in the degree of change and whether one can maintain self-will and sobriety.
Basically, even an S-class creature will become a degenerate after the degree of animal transformation exceeds a certain limit.
However, neither the fallen nor the pure-blooded S-class have actually completely transformed into beasts, except for records from long ago.
Not to mention, the beast he transformed into was a dragon!
At this moment, Leon and Antonov suddenly understood where the huge beast roar came from.
This is dragon roar!
Could it be that this is some kind of power?
"Roar!"
Just because the opponent is stunned doesn't mean Tiamat will be in a daze.
Baoxiao brought the power of the dragon, making Antonov's face turn pale, and then, the huge dragon claw came over again.
Dragon's breath lingers above it.
Antonov was affected by the dragon's power and was unable to dodge, so he could only resist.
The dragon's claw fell on him, and Antonov was thrown away again. This time, tiny cracks appeared on the armor.
The dragon's breath penetrated the gaps in the armor and burned his skin.
After landing, Antonov was unable to get up again for a while. The power of the dragon's breath invaded his body, freezing and paralyzing his nerves.
Tiamat's second claw, however, did not wait for anyone and fell directly.
"Roar!"
Antonov also let out a roar, and his already tall body suddenly swelled.
The skin under the armor quickly grew fine and dense short hairs.
The dragon's breath on his body was dispelled, and he stood up, moving his hands forward to resist Tiamat's second claw.
In an angry roar, Antonov pushed his paw forward and upward.
Like a cub pushing up the fallen arm of a super strong man and throwing it out.
"nice."
Tiamat's thunderous voice sounded, and the dragon claw that was thrown out fell again.
This time, there is another dragon claw.
The two dragon claws fell together, replacing the sky above Antonov's head.
Antonov's body has swelled to three meters tall, and the armor covering his whole body has become more like the muscles of a creature.
The helmet becomes protruding, like a wolf's head.
He made fists with both hands, raised them upward, and collided with the dragon's claws.
Accompanied by a dull sound.
Antonov's feet sank into the ground, and a huge shallow pit appeared in the surrounding ground. Cracks spread in all directions, and there were also scorch marks left by various flames.
Tiamat retracted her claws, and Antonov maintained his punching posture.
In the next breath, the armor on his body shattered and disappeared.
There were many burnt marks on the body, because the lower legs were sunk into the ground and did not fall down.
But his hands and head dropped together, and he passed out.
Dozens of blood arrows spurted out from all over his body, and Antonov turned into a black and red bloody man.