If one word were used to describe the feelings of the relevant departments at this time, it would be two words: "confused." If it were more concise and more colloquial, it could be reduced to a simple word: "confused."
Even veteran warriors who have fought with the Dragon Clan for many years would find it difficult to determine the cause of the unusual movement in Bronze City at this moment.
But Constantine obviously didn't give anyone time to react. The water on the river rippled, and the sound of crashing waves spread far away. Under the vigilant eyes of Chinese officials on the shore, a hole appeared in the water above the Bronze City.
"The surface of the river is cracked..." I don't know who murmured to himself in the headquarters. Although the voice was very small, it was like thunder in the silent headquarters, making several people who were stunned tremble and wake up.
Came over.
"Start the fighter planes and bomb the Bronze City." The commander hesitated for a few seconds and then gave the order to the air force. The fighter planes carrying depth bombs took off again and dropped bombs into the gap.
The bomb fell into the gap, and a ball of fire burst out from under the river. The river exploded, and the waves caused by the bomb slapped on both sides of the river in the mist, leaving large areas of water splash.
The unknown force that cut through the river surface stopped for a moment, and then started moving at a faster speed. The gap that was originally only a thin line quickly expanded, changing from the original almond shape to a regular circle.
The circular shape on the river looked extremely perfect to the naked eye, and the surrounding water flow stagnated there, forming a landscape that could only exist in legends. However, in the eyes of the people at the headquarters, this was a provocation and ridicule.
"He's flexing his power," muttered Professor Mance, "like a black slate from a science fiction movie."
What Professor Manns is talking about is the black slate in the science fiction movie 2001: A Space Odyssey. Its ratio is maintained at 1:4:9, showing humans the terrifying technological power of alien civilizations.
White light emits from the separated river surface, and the huge energy contained in the Bronze City is brought together, and they will become new fuel.
The Bronze City that had just been bombed made an unpleasant creaking sound. The team in the Bronze City heard the terrifying roar that echoed in the city, like the dying struggle of a giant dragon after being chopped into pieces by a thousand knives.
"What is that?" Aki put her hand on Ye Sheng's shoulder. Amidst the roar of the dragon, she felt flustered for no reason, and her vision seemed to start to blur.
"Don't listen, it's Longwen." Ye Sheng covered Yaji's ears. He knew very well that the roar just now was not a simple scream, but a dragon clan was chanting Longwen.
At this moment, the Dragon King's palace had already changed its appearance. The bronze hut in the past was replaced by a thick bronze pillar with a hollow interior. Samson huddled in it, falling into a strange state.
White light shone on his body, and the dragon text continued to be transmitted from the big burnt mouth, and through some unknown force, it was transmitted throughout the Bronze City.
No. 0 stood in front of the bronze pillar, looking at his outstanding works in front of him. Mai Shutoku appeared behind him, carrying a rectangular bronze box on his back with complicated patterns carved on it.
"Boss, I got something." Mai Shutoku stood up straight and asked for instructions from Number Zero.
"Then let's leave," Zero raised his hand and drew several arcs, and a map appeared in the air, with forks appearing one after another, and a red line running through it, showing Mai Shutoku the way forward.
Mai Shutoku looked at the map, then strode away from this place, following the instructions of Zero.
With the departure of Mai Shutoku, No. 0's shadow became unstable. No. 0 looked at the palms that were beginning to become blurry and issued his last command: "Rocket launch!"
Yanling can sometimes do many things, such as creating an explosion in a narrow pipe.
If Chu Zihang were here, he would probably easily recognize the word spirit Samson was using at this moment. It was Junyan, which could quickly create a terrifying explosion with high-temperature flames to destroy the enemy.
The explosion occurred in the pipe made of bronze. The word spirit used by the dragon clan was far more powerful than imagined. Huge explosions pushed Samson's huge body and began to accelerate in the smooth pipe.
"It's a dragon. There is a dragon spitting fire from its butt and flying out of the Bronze City!" In the headquarters, a young commissioner staring at the screen screamed, but no one blamed him. This picture looked too much.
It was so funny that the usually stern staff officer grinned.
That's right, what flew out of the separated water was neither the dragon's surface-to-air missiles nor the swarms of dragons, but a giant dragon that looked a little sluggish.
His wings are tightly attached to his back, his hands and feet are tucked together, and his whole body is curled up together. His body is emitting white light. This outfit that is extremely conspicuous at night looks like a giant egg rising into the sky.
What's even more interesting is that from time to time a ball of flame will appear from underneath the dome, accompanied by a violent explosion, pushing the dome upwards.
This weird picture of Samson left Monk Zhang Er in the headquarters scratching his head. At this moment, the staff officer was almost scolding his mother, saying that these guys would not fight or run away. What was the meaning of this whole thing?
"Are you going to attack?" Someone from the command center asked: "This may be the Dragon King trying to escape."
"How can you escape like this? Wouldn't it be better to just walk through the water?" The staff officer glared at the person who asked the question: "Don't be impatient now. Let's see what happens next."
At this moment, the white light around Samson, who was still rising, had turned red. His flesh and blood burned and turned into terrifying energy. The next moment, he opened his mouth.
A stream of red energy spurted out from Samson's mouth. If you looked carefully, it seemed that there was a human-shaped object wrapped in the red energy, and it spurted upward together.
This is a rocket made from the life of Samson, with dragon blood as fuel, and the spirit of the powerful descendant of the Fire King as power. The flesh and blood wraps the newly reborn Constantine and flies upwards, with only one target, that is
The bright moon in the sky.
Samson, like the separated secondary rocket, lost all power after being launched from Constantine and fell downwards.
He let out one last low growl, which was a blessing to his king. The once cowardly little prince finally stood up, took up the responsibility of the ethnic group, and went thousands of miles away to find the missing king.
Norton's body was riddled with holes from the actions just now, his flesh and blood began to melt, and his golden eyes gradually dimmed. When he fell on the river, this most loyal servant of the Lord of Bronze and Fire had lost his original shape.
, turned into a puddle of mud, he proved his loyalty with his life.
And his master flew into the sky, blooming like a brilliant flower in the night sky.