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Chapter 444: Die!

Ender didn't know how powerful a fully awakened Dragon King could be. He could only try his best to lay as many traps as possible to trap Jörmungandr in one obstacle after another.

Underground, Nicholas's blood was flowing again in the mixture of mercury, and the alchemy matrix that had just been broken by Jörmungandr was running. Nicholas smiled bitterly and bandaged his bleeding wrist, looked at his life's masterpiece in front of him, and patted it aside.

Box: "Hey, there's a Dragon King up there. Do you feel your blood is boiling?"

"Not at all." The living spirit of the Seven Deadly Sins calmly replied: "That is the mission of the sword, not the gate."

Neither Ender nor Ange thought about using this set of swords. They had been fighting like this for countless years. Changing weapons rashly would only hinder their efficiency. Nicholas gasped and began to operate the machine on the side.

"It's so exciting to compete with a dragon king in alchemy." Nicholas's eyes flashed with golden light, the mercury in the ditch beside him rolled, and the rumbling sound was endless, but Nicholas knew that this was not his

limit.

Above, Jörmungandr, who was fighting with Angers, suddenly felt his body extremely heavy. The alchemy array of the academy began to slowly wake up. Cassel's accumulated knowledge over the years brought its power to an unprecedented peak.

The vice-principal's words and spirit were brought into full play, and the confrontation between authority and authority made Jörmungandr extremely painful. At this moment, with the help of the alchemical matrix that he spent his efforts to forge, the vice-principal was now as good as a god.

Jörmungandr's movements are no longer as agile as before, which gives Angers an opportunity to take advantage of it. The old man is already over one hundred and thirty years old, but his kung fu is still sharp, and his folding knife is like a butterfly piercing flowers.

With a movement of his hand, he missed Jörmungandr's fist and struck the opponent's head.

The sword shone like the moon, and bits of black and red blood flowed out. The paper bag on Jörmungandr's face was completely corroded by the powerful corrosiveness of the dragon's blood, revealing Xia Mi's almost perfect pretty face.

A scar extended from the bridge of her nose to the back of her cheek, and black and red blood overflowed from it, but it did not make people feel ferocious, but more of a strange beauty.

"You're going too far, principal, to kill a student." Jörmungandr licked her lips, and the blood that flowed out was swallowed by herself, and then she said in a coquettish tone.

"I don't think so," Ender, who was waiting by the side, continued. His tail swung, bringing the whistling wind to stab Jörmungandr in the back: "For the strong, you must always show appropriate behavior.

respect.”

Jörmungandr struck the stabbing dragon's tail. A strange skill caused Ender's aim to change. The dragon's tail rubbed against Xia Mi's body and stabbed out. Jörmungandr looked at the prostrate creature on the other side.

The giant dragon: "So the goodwill before was just fake, really cold-blooded, Uncle De?"

"My kindness is towards Xia Mi, not Jormungandr. To be honest, I have always wanted to know what the human part of you means to you." Ender spoke as he spoke.

His movements were not slow at all, his magic power was released, and the magic circle on the ground became more and more rumored.

Jörmungandr frowned, pushing and pulling with her hands to deflect Angers attack. She raised her feet with difficulty and looked at Ander with a strange smile: "Appendix, maybe?"

Then, she stepped down hard, and the huge force stirred up dust. The magic circle around her body rippled, making a sound like glass breaking. Ender felt that the magic around him was disordered.

The magic light flashed past, and the huge brass dragon's body continued to shrink, turning into a human form and picking up the dragon bone cross at hand.

To be honest, after the Dragon Bone Cross came into contact with the White King and evolved, Ender felt that this thing that could be used as both a staff and a hammer was very convenient, and it was quite easy to use in human form.

Although it is not good to use the bones of other people's brothers to beat others, Old Tang didn't have much objection to this, and Jörmungandr probably didn't care either.

So, in Jörmungandr's eyes, which were so angry that they were about to burst into flames, Ander raised the dragon bone cross and smashed it towards her Tianling Cap. Jörmungandr raised his hands to block Ander's blow, and said through gritted teeth:

"How dare you desecrate the body of a Dragon King!"

Well, Ender shrugged, looking like she still cared.

But this was meaningless. Ender waved the cross in his hand and smashed it towards Jörmungandr again. Now without the power of the dragon bone cross, the magic circle under Jörmungandr's feet was maintained by the alchemy array of the academy. It continued.

It doesn't take long, and Ender needs to make a quick decision.

Various buffs were constantly being refreshed on him and Ange. The dragon scales and huge strength made Ange's attacks more deadly. The giant transformation technique made Ander's body grow to three meters, and his enlarged hands and feet blocked Yemeng.

In Gad's path, the dragon bone cross disrupted the alchemical fields created by the surrounding word spirits, making the opponent's attacks invisible.

Yan Ling, crack!

Power, crack!

Jörmungandr found herself in a desperate situation. The alchemy circle blocked her authority, and the magic circle consumed her body. One of Ander's and Angers' attacks relied on force to overcome cleverness, and the other was quick to break through.

Every escape route is blocked.

This was the end of the Dragon King. Just after he blocked Ender's blow, Jörmungandr turned around and tried to catch Angers, who was running around, regardless of the flames burning on his arms, but he happened to catch the flaw and stabbed him with a knife.

On the left chest.

Phew!

Dragon's blood spurted out from the wound, and Ange's skin festered, but there was madness in his eyes. When he raised his head, he saw a pair of eyes that were even crazier than him.

Jörmungandr could feel the venom flowing into her body from the wound. Part of her lung was punctured, and the blood flowed down the trachea into her mouth, with a salty taste. She did not dodge, grabbed Angers arm and twisted it hard.

Below, the old man's suit was shattered and his arms were twisted under the tremendous force.

"Ahem... I caught you." She smiled with a wanton cheerfulness. Angers, who was known for his speed, was caught by her at the cost of injury. She might not survive, but the last word spirit

But he was able to take away these two guys.

Ender seemed to see what she wanted to do. He hit her with the dragon bone cross in his hand and hit her head. It made a sound like a drum. Jörmungandr's facial features were bleeding, but his lips were bleeding.

It started to buzz.

A powerful force broke through the blockade of the alchemy circle. The bronze door trembled and was blown open in waves, revealing the deserted corridor outside. Then, a girl's voice was heard.

"Uncle, be careful!"

The scythe cut through the dim treasure house, carried the girl's body forward, and pierced the back of Jörmungandr's heart.

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