Model held the injection in his hand, trembling slightly, staring intently at the Chinese boy's face, and slowly approaching the heart of the corpse. He firmly believed that this would be a great moment.
The door to hell opens at this moment.
There began to be a commotion in the manor. Angers had already arrived and ran into the wine cellar. He hoped that everything was not too late.
Meineke and his companions are coming to support: "Shanyan, take your revolver and block the entrance of the wine cellar! Soot, and your Kreb cannon, set them up for me, ready to suppress fire at any time! The chief and
Tiger, follow me down to support Angers!"
After speaking, the members of the Lion Heart Club tacitly divided into two groups.
"Chief" is the son of an African tribal chief who once played with lions on the African grasslands; "Tiger" is a young aristocrat from a large Indian state who likes to hunt tigers in the Indian jungle. They both like firearms and are good at dexterity.
They wandered around and spun their prey around. They pulled out their shotguns and followed Meineke to the stairs leading to the wine cellar.
Lu Shanyan looked solemn, pulled out his two large-caliber revolvers and stared at the exit. It was too quiet down there. His speech spirit was a "scythe weasel" and was particularly sensitive to sounds, but he couldn't hear anything in the wine cellar.
sound.
Angers stood in the wine cellar, with the only door behind him. Every nerve in him was tense now, and his concentration was unprecedentedly concentrated. Even his own breathing was deliberately suppressed by him. The hand holding the folding knife
Slightly tight.
The wine cellar was dark, the kerosene lamp had long been extinguished, and there was no sound of breathing. Ange could smell the smell of blood in the air. His golden eyes allowed him to see things clearly in such darkness, but his
There was no target in sight.
The dissecting table was now empty, and the white cloth surrounding the operating table had been dyed red. There were broken limbs and remains everywhere on the ground. It was obvious that Angers was the only living person in the wine cellar now.
And the other guy hidden in the darkness is the Dragon King.
"Tap...tap..."
Menike was walking cautiously downstairs with the chief and tiger. There was no movement downstairs, and they could only hear their own footsteps in the corridor.
"Meineke, don't come in!" Angers' voice came from the dark corridor. This was a trap. The Dragon King had killed everyone in the wine cellar and was waiting for his prey to take the bait one by one.
They arrived in time, and Angers was still alive! Meineke did not listen to Angers' warning, but instead accelerated his pace.
He knew that the thing below could never be dealt with by Ange alone. Only by working together could they have a chance to win.
Angers did not feel happy when he heard Menieke's quickening pace behind him. Instead, his heart became colder and colder. He felt that a terrifying aura had locked onto him, but he had no idea where the other party was.
"Is this the Dragon King..." Ange sighed inwardly. This was the first time he faced the Dragon King directly. The mere pressure of his breath made him feel so powerless. This was the threat of death.
Angers simply closed his eyes, because he could not see where the enemy was at all. Now all he could rely on was his hearing and combat intuition. His spirit was stretched to the limit and he was ready to fight at any time.
Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, reached out from his pocket and took out the silver medal he was holding, and threw it upward. With his extraordinary memory, he repeated the spell he had heard before: "Five thunder generals,
The train general turns the world upside down, drives thunder and rushes through the clouds, fights thousands of battles, leads the divine soldiers, raises the flag and summons urgently, without stopping, and is as urgent as the law!"
The light flashed, the silver medals screamed, phantoms appeared above, and the cavalry on horseback charged with spears, one after another, charging in one direction.
Behind! In a short moment, countless cavalry phantoms rushed behind Angers. A strange wave flashed behind Angers. Sensing the strangeness, Angers turned around and slashed behind him with all his strength with his folding knife.
The sound of metal friction.
The folding knife exuded a faint light and cut out a crescent-shaped arc. However, it suddenly stopped and sparks flew. However, the blade was stuck tightly and could not cut even a single inch.
The Chinese boy had no expression on his face. He caught Angers full blow with both hands. His hands were covered with blue-gray scales, which were harder than steel, and even jammed Angers' folding knife out of the gap.
Two pairs of golden eyes faced each other at this moment, reflecting each other's faces. Angers gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, while the Chinese boy's face was as fair as a woman's, with no extra expression on his face, and scarlet eyes shone in his golden pupils.
Killing intent.
"Ange!" Meineke's figure flashed from the door. He saw the figure suppressing Angers. It was not an ugly monster like imagined Chinese and Western medicine, but a boy who even looked a little immature! But the boy
The aura exuding from his body makes people shudder, cold and ruthless, untainted by the world.
"Shoot!" Ang Zexin grabbed the boy with force. This was a war, a thousand-year war between dragons and humans. Sacrifice was inevitable. If he hesitated, it would only cause greater losses.
The chief and the tiger who were following Meineke looked at each other, and they spread out and fired from both sides at the same time. The two shotgun systems fired a cone-shaped barrage of silver sand, covering Angers and the boy without any blind spots.
.
"bass"
There was no sound of the bullet entering the body, but instead there was a sound of metal friction.
The bone wings emitting cold light opened up and enveloped Ange and the boy. The barrage hit the bone wings and caused sparks. The bone wings were hit by the barrage with countless small cracks, and the boy's painful screams echoed in the wine cellar.
He opened his bone wings, and countless silver bullets were bounced away, forcing Menieke, the chief and the tiger to temporarily retreat outside the door.
"puff"
The bone wing pierced Angers body, and the boy turned around and threw Angers out. A mouthful of blood spurted out from Angers mouth, and he fainted on the spot.
The boy ignored Ange, but chased after the humans who hurt him. The bone wings were bathed in blood, and the cracks on them had been repaired. An inexplicable force held him in the air, as if a demon had descended.
"Meineke! Let's go! Go to the exit and don't look back!" Chief and Tiger shouted at Menieke while exchanging bullets. They knew that the weapons in their hands were not powerful enough to kill the Dragon King, and they also knew that the three of them ran together.
You can't outrun a guy who can fly, and you can't hold down the Dragon King alone.
Menike ran towards the exit without looking back. No one in the Lion Heart Society is afraid of death. He will not tarnish the consciousness of these dragon slayers. Now they have only one goal, which is to kill the Dragon King here, no matter what the cost
At what cost, otherwise the secret that the secret party has guarded for thousands of years will be known to the whole world, and the whole world will fall into chaos.