"You really want to thank me? Well, why don't you let me stab you a few times to enjoy yourself? It seemed like it was fun when you stabbed me before?" Although Menieke didn't look at him, Xuanhao knew that Menieke was saying thank you to him.
"Ah... I'm sorry, I can't do this now. My speech spirit has been turned on, and I have been counting down since I came over there. Now I have to destroy it." Menike stared at the man nailed to the ground with his long knife.
boy.
"Meniek Kassel, remember, this is the name of the person who killed you." Meniek looked at the Dragon King indifferently.
"Ha... you can't kill me, I will come back in the near future... and you will die today!" The Dragon King began to burn.
"You have taken away the lives of many of my companions. Killing you once may be too cheap. But I don't have any extra strength now. So be it. I will make you not even a scumbag. If you can be resurrected in this way,
Just give it a try.”
"No matter how many times, we will kill you again!" Menike said, his golden pupils became brighter and brighter, even covering the light of the Dragon King. The red-gold flame burned again, and the space began to become distorted due to the high temperature.
Powerful power is being accumulated, ready to explode at any time.
"Hey, hey, hey! You're going to blow yourself up, can you wait for me to leave first?" Xuan Hao yelled.
"Aren't you afraid of death?" Menike smiled.
"But I can't die! Suicide and being killed are two different things. I'm not a masochist. It hurts, okay?"
"Haha... I might really be able to kill you this time." Menieke's smile was gradually covered by the light, "If you are not dead, please help me look at Angers. He is buried underground and will not die...
"
"Gan! It should be? You are such good friends..."
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On the night of September 21, 1900, the Cassel Manor was attacked. Menike Cassel, Lu Shanyan, Marquis Gambert, Lord Mayek, Viscount Charlotte, Ghost, Tiger, and Smoke were killed in the battle. Although it was tragic.
, but they won and died together with the Dragon King.
Everything was burned, and Cassel Manor turned into a piece of scorched earth, like a high-explosive bomb exploding at low altitude in the manor. Cassel Manor was completely destroyed, and the secret party suffered an unprecedented blow. The greatest massacre in history.
The Cassel family, the dragon family, has since declined, and no one can inherit its glory.
The Lionheart Society was almost completely wiped out, but one man escaped because he was seriously injured and fell into a coma in the cellar - Hilbert Jean Angers.
Dawn, like a sharp sword, cuts through the night, and the morning glow dyes the scorched earth red.
Angers woke up and witnessed the most tragic scene in his life. Blackened corpses piled up like mountains. Humans and Deadpool embraced each other at the last moment of their lives and turned into charcoal, frozen like sculptures. But they were not understanding.
Instead, they bite each other, as if they want to devour each other.
The only person standing was Menieke Cassel, but this was just a corpse. He stood with a long knife in his hand until he died. The Dragon King who was nailed to the ground had turned into ashes. Menieke's body was lying on the ground.
It also gradually dissipated in the morning light and turned into dust.
"It turns out the world is so cruel..." Angers knelt on the ground.
Before this, he had never thought that the war between humans and dragons would be so decisive and cruel. On the bloody battlefield, there are only three possibilities: you die, I die, or we die together. Even if we break up,
With broken hands and legs, you can't stop fighting as long as you can still move. Even if all you can move is your teeth, you still have to crawl over and bite off your opponent's neck.
Angers trembled and searched among the corpses with trembling hands. He hoped that there were still people alive, but he only dug out the corpses of his friends. Even though they were burned beyond recognition, he still recognized them because these people were once him.
Everything, now, everything has been taken away, by dragons.
He also dug out a naked man, who was lying on the ground with a crazy expression on his face and it was painful.
"Why..." Angers felt like he was going crazy, "Why are they all dead...Why are you still alive?"
"Why are you still alive..." Xuan Hao, who had just recovered, did not react for a while and repeated Anger's words.
Xuan Hao was very grateful to Ange for digging him out. The feeling of suffocation was quite uncomfortable. The power of the explosion was really severe, but it still failed to kill him, but he was still buried.
"Yeah, why did I survive?" The tears in Ange's eyes couldn't stop pouring out.
"You want me to help you get out?" Xuan Hao got up from the ground, "I remember you set me on fire before, right?"
"Is it okay..." Anger looked at Xuan Hao, with prayer and hope in his eyes?
"Tsk." Xuan Hao curled his lips, feeling very unhappy.
He suddenly understood the idea of that god. When a person loses everything and has no meaning in living, he desperately wants you to help him end it. Killing him will help him escape. This kind of good thing is to help others.
As an outstanding young man of the 21st century, of course he wouldn't do it! If you want to die, you can die by yourself!
"Are you willing to die like this?" Xuan Hao squatted in front of Ange.
These words lit up Angers heart like a match, causing him to wake up instantly, and endless anger surged into his heart.
He recalled that he had been so lonely and poor, but his life had changed because of meeting Meineke and the others. Overnight, he had dreams, friends, and honor, but they were taken away overnight.
All he owns are dragons. How can he die before killing all these guys?
Golden light flickered in his eyes, and Ange's young expression became more determined than ever before. The flame of revenge burned in his eyes. He wanted revenge and made the Dragon Clan regret letting him live!
"That's right. You are the winner of this war. You have the right to live and continue to live." Xuan Hao looked at Ange's expression and showed an evil smile on his lips.
Anger glanced at Xuan Hao coldly.
"Oh ho? What? Am I also on your revenge list?" Xuan Hao said, "I am the victim. Do you know how much I have suffered because of you?"
Angers didn't reply, no one knew what he was thinking at the moment.
He just stood up silently, walked aside, and began to bury the corpses of his friends. He buried his friends with his own hands, and at the same time buried his past here, sealing himself in the abyss of loneliness again.
From then on, the proud, active, conceited and talented Angers was dead, leaving only the aloof and cold avenger. He came back from hell, no longer afraid of death, but only brought death. He faced the graves of his friends.
I swear that I will use the blood of dragons to worship them.