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Chapter 50: The End of the Dragon Vein (Three Thousand Characters Chapter)

The headless corpse trembled and was quickly assimilated into a pool of black water by the black mucus below. Now, with the death of Garuda, the interior of the Nibelung has turned into a marshland.

The black water was rolling, and from time to time, white human skulls were washed up by the water, which were just the devoured remains.

Ender led a few people to fly above this black water. The dragon patrolled this area. Now everything here has been destroyed by Garuda. The original mucus-like body has gradually faded as the human part died.

It spread out and turned into black water.

The water flow formed by the huge body set off a tsunami in the Nibelung, submerging those former buildings in the endless waves.

"it is finally over."

Ender breathed a sigh of relief. He felt more fulfilled than ever after this adventure. You must know that it is the dream of most bards to have an adventure that only exists in stories.

After all, most adventure missions are to fight goblins or go to the sewers to eliminate pests and rats. Being able to fight an evil dragon like this is enough for those adventurers to brag about for a lifetime, even if it is just a few hundred meters away and shoot the evil dragon.

An arrow.

Ender discerned the direction and flew towards the way they came. The black tide below was surging, and the waves were getting bigger and bigger.

Ender dodged a huge wave and suddenly discovered that a huge vortex appeared at the place where Garuda died. It absorbed the surrounding seawater and formed a huge vortex on the black lake.

"It's endless and still..."

The golden dragon was flying, and Ender tried to find a way out of the Nibelung. He waved his wings and hung in the air, feeling the changes in this space with his magic power.

Magic power was released and spread around Ender. If the space Ender perceived before was a stable egg, now the egg's shell was full of cracks and was crumbling with repeated shocks.

"This place is falling apart!"

Ender climbed a little higher, and the black water surface rose again, as if there was endless liquid stored in the monster's body.

Where? Where?

Ender tried hard to feel the fluctuations in the surrounding space. Now Ender felt that this space was full of flaws, but they were not the path to the outside world that he wanted.

A breeze blew by, and Ender's keen sense of smell detected a smell that was completely different from the surrounding air. It was the outside air, carrying the smell of spring rain.

Ender turned his head sharply, followed the wind, and found the source of the air flow.

"Why here?"

Looking at the huge whirlpool beneath him, Ender knew that the air came in through the eyes of the whirlpool.

In Ender's perception, there is indeed a spatial rift in the center of this huge vortex, but where it leads is uncertain, but at least it is not a dangerous place.

Ender hugged the five people to his chest, tightened his wings, aimed downward at the mouth of the whirlpool, and rushed straight away.

"Hold on tight, maybe there will be some bumps next."

Rushing into the eye of the vortex, black waves scratched Ender's skin, and the corrosive liquid changed the color of his scales. Ender aimed at the crack in the center of the eye of the vortex and rushed straight into it.

The next second, Ender felt like the world was spinning. He mixed with the black water and rushed somewhere.

This spinning feeling made him feel like he was swimming in a drum washing machine, or like a cockroach being flushed into the toilet.

He could only try his best to hug the people in his arms, tighten his body, close his eyes and wait for it all to end.

After a short and difficult journey, Ender felt his head pass through a membrane, and he breathed in the outside air.

The huge body squirmed forward, mixed with the impact of the water flow, trying hard to break through the thin layer of obstacles and push forward.

Accompanied by the sound of something breaking, Ender's body became light and fell to the ground with a large amount of black water.

Ender stabilized his body and found that he had not returned to Tongwan City, but appeared in another barren mountain. The bright stars in the sky showed that this should still be the earth, but Ender was still unsure of where exactly.

Mindless.

After setting Angre and the others down, the space rift had disappeared unknowingly, and the country of the dead had finally become a dead zone. I hope Li Wuyue would not be angry when she found that her home was flooded.

Use magic to collect the surrounding black liquid. After all, these things are related to the dragon clan. According to modern standards, they can be regarded as level five dangerous goods and cannot be discarded at will.

Ender looked at the five people lying on the ground. None of them were in good condition. Each of them had scars on their bodies. They looked extremely miserable because they were stained with black water when they crossed the whirlpool.

He used magic to clean the fluids from several people's bodies. Ender lay on the ground, folded his wings, rested his chin on the ground, and hummed a soft song through his nasal cavity.

With guttural and tongue-licking dragon language and a simple melody, Ander closed his eyes slightly and sang a lullaby that his mother used to coax him to sleep when he was a child.

Several magical auras fell on Angers and the others, treating serious injuries and restoring their physical strength.

A small glass bead was rolled out from the gap in the scales by Ender's tail. The next second the glass bead shattered, and a semicircular shield protected several people. The appearance of the shield kept changing until Ender

The huge body and Angers and the others disappeared without a trace.

Leomont's sheltered hut, a useful magic.

Ender felt that he needed to take a good rest. He was going to be exhausted after this trip. With the breeze of early spring, Ender closed his eyes.



Two days later, in a courtyard in Peking City, Ange was awakened from his sleep by the aroma of food and found himself lying on a large bed, next to Chu Hao and others who were also unconscious.

Ander was sitting at the Eight Immortals table in front of the bed. There was a copper pot on the table. He held the chopsticks skillfully and took out a large ball of cooked mutton. He mixed it with the prepared sesame sauce and stuffed it into the pot.

In the mouth.

Ander saw that Ange had woken up and chewed twice. The fat and lean mutton burst out between his lips and teeth, and the aroma of oil and milk mixed with the aroma of Erba sauce, the freshness of fermented bean curd, and the spiciness of chive sauce all composed a song.

A beautiful gastronomic concerto.

"Wake up, do you want to try it? Authentic old Beiping copper pot hotpot mutton, really authentic."

Ander waved his chopsticks and warmly invited Ange to share the delicious food.

Ange touched his head and found that a pair of dragon horns had grown out of the back of his head.

"I am..."

"Your bloodline has awakened. From now on, you will be considered a true Dragonborn, and you cannot change back."

Angers inspected his body. With the brass dragon scales, sharp claws, and dragon horns on his head, he finally turned into a monster.

"I became Deadpool?"

"What are you talking about? You are still you, Monsieur Hilbert Jean Angers."

Ender waved his hand. He didn't care about the changes in Angers heart now, but in the previous battle, he forcibly upgraded his bloodline, causing Angers to become a dragon.

Angre was so distraught that he didn't know if he could continue to survive in human society like this. Any hybrid who saw this would think he was a deadpool.

"I have good news and bad news for you."

Ender picked up a snow-white porcelain plate and put the bright red hand-cut lamb slices on it into the boiling copper pot.

"What's the good news?"

"Transfiguration can solve your current problem, so don't cry and have something to eat."

Ander picked up the pink and tender mutton. The meat slices had only been eaten for a few seconds, but to Ange it didn't matter even if he was eating raw meat.

Put the tender mutton slices in a bowl, pour a little prepared sesame sauce on it, and Ander handed the porcelain bowl to Ange.

Ange came over, holding the bowl, and stuffed the meat slices into his mouth with big mouthfuls. The mutton slices with a bit of bloody smell reminded Ange of a medium-ripe steak. The sweet juice flowed down the mouth into the esophagus, making Ange

He exhaled a breath that smelled like sesame paste.

Only now did he realize how weak he was. He couldn't even hold the tableware called chopsticks steady.

"Where's the bad news?"

Angers put down the bowl and asked.

"It is March 11, 1912, and the Qing Dynasty has fallen."

"What!?"

The bowls and chopsticks in Angers' hands fell to the ground.

"The time we entered the Dragon Vein was January 1901. Now..."

Ender continued to add meat to the copper pot without paying attention. He had bought all the meat needed for a day in any restaurant and put it in the space bag to enjoy it.

"Dragon Vein and the Taqing are one. If we destroy it, the Taqing will be gone. This is very reasonable, isn't it, Angers?"

“It’s reasonable a**”

Angers, who had always maintained a gentlemanly demeanor, couldn't hold back and uttered foul language.

"Don't worry about it. Your speech spirit can also control time. It's just time travel. It's nothing to make a fuss about."

Ender no longer cared about time travel at all, after all, he had experienced enough.

"Although we have lost ten years, on the bright side, you are ten years younger than others."

Angers took two deep breaths, angrily picked up the meat from the pot and stuffed it directly into his mouth. The high-temperature meat slices burned his mouth, but it could not cause any substantial harm to him now.

Ender actually had another thought that he didn't say out loud, that is, how would all this plot develop without him?

Without Ender's intervention, Angers would not have come to China at this time, Friedrich would have lived until the twenty-first century, and Dragon Vein would have been blown up by the Tiandihui people in early 1912.

Now, Ender has come to this world, and he has made countless changes. It stands to reason that the world should be turned into a mess by Ender, a butterfly wing, but although the details are different, the big events still happened at the same time.

.

The Emperor of the Qing Dynasty still abdicated in 1912, and the Dragon Vein was destroyed at the same time, as if there was an invisible hand controlling everything, making the plot go on the right path.

"How are the others?"

Angers had finished eating the meat in the copper pot and was now using his chopsticks to search for any fish that had slipped through the pot. He stirred the soup base and asked at the same time.

"They have been eroded by dragon blood. The black water contains a lot of dragon blood. They are irreversibly turning into deadpools, so..."

Ange's heart skipped a beat. After spending so much time with a few people from the Tiandihui, they had developed some feelings of comrade-in-arms between them. He didn't want to kill them in the form of Deadpool with his own hands.

"So I transformed them into dependents, that is, Dragonborn."

Since there is some kind of force controlling history, let me turn history upside down!


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