Dragon: I am writing your destiny

Above the Hall of Valor, Constantine looked at Old Tang and Fingel who were running wildly on the lawn. The bones all over their bodies made deafening noises, the skin on their back was torn, and a pair of inconspicuous membranous wings attached to their backs suddenly opened. Open, it's dripping with blood.

At the same time, Angers appeared on the lawn, squatting like a leopard, accumulating all his strength in the posture of a young man.The sound of dragon text chanting crossed the campus, and the dragons on the high ground also looked down at the old man.

Everyone could feel that the old man's 'spirit' instantly magnified in the darkness.

At a certain moment, perhaps when Gu Chen picked up the goblet, he looked down at his hand, his eyes rolled, and suddenly felt that the time in the entire campus seemed to slow down suddenly.

The running students, the dragons stretching their wings, and even the swaying of the leaves in the wind, and the churning of the flames all slowed down.

Frost next to him was still tasting wine, the corners of his mouth slowly opened, the red liquid entered his mouth, and a drop slid down the edge of his mouth onto his well-trimmed beard, his eyes were tired, more comfortable, and Slow motion blinking eyelids.

Gu Chen suddenly stretched out his fingers and rolled over his eyelids twice, watching the old man's eyes open and close like windows.He laughed, then looked out of the car silently, with no sadness or joy on his face.

In sight, Angers was as fast as a leopard, crossing the lawn, flying along the fire escalator to the roof of the Hall of Valor, just like a martial arts master in a martial arts novel.

"Lu Mingfei!" Anger's voice exploded in the air.

Gu Chen's eyes moved, and Lu Mingfei was holding a sniper rifle, lying on the window of the ruined church bell tower under the bombardment of 'Jun Yan', and there seemed to be another vague figure standing beside him.

And at this moment, on the old man who rushed towards Constantine without hesitation, the figure of the dragon slaying warriors of the past generations reappeared.In the era before science, they relied on the advantages of blood, courage, and sacrifice to break through the limitations of being human.

Blazing flames radiate around the dragons, but the speed is many times slower than before, like a slow motion playback.Anger cut in through the crack of the explosion, and at the moment of getting close, he swung the jackknife and rotated his body.

Constantine's two arms fell, but he didn't even react, he just stared forward blankly, as if he didn't realize that the old man had already flashed behind him.

There was a split in the center of his forehead, which was caused by Ange's vertical cut with a jackknife. A red-gold eye burst out from the wound, but it was as dim as fatigue.

Constantine, who had his arms cut off, could not be blocked. There was a slow and long gunshot, and the bullet made from the Philosopher's Stone flew slowly in the air. Gu Chen could see the impact it left in midair. White locus, see it hit.

The field of 'Yanling·Time Zero' dispersed, scorching blood burst out from the longan's eyes, Constantine let out a hoarse growl while clutching his forehead, he flapped his membrane wings, flew away from the roof of the Hall of Valor, towards the running old Tang pounce.

"Replace the live ammunition!" Ange's voice rang through the communication channels of all the students.

They have no time to think, and they don't have to think. He is the absolute leader on this campus.

Hundreds of guns were replaced with live ammunition and aimed at the dragons gliding in the dark. They didn't even notice that there was such a person as Old Tang in the dark.

Constantine landed on the opposite side of Old Tang, behind him, hundreds of bullets slid into the chamber, and the firing pin fired the primer.

He realized what was going to happen next, and he suddenly spread his wings, like a huge barrier, wrapping Old Tang firmly in it.

The gunfire ignited the entire campus in the darkness, and thousands of live ammunition hit Constantine's body. After his vitals were shattered, he lost the power of speech to command metal, and he could only use his back and wings to fight. block.

The students kept changing the magazines until all the magazines were emptied. They didn't dare to stop. In such a violent barrage, the dragon stood still and did not fall down.

"It's really tenacious vitality." Frost said with emotion, then glanced at the people around him, and suddenly froze.

Gu Chen's face was serious, like a sculpture placed in the shadow of the moonlight, with a faint gleam flowing, and a tear was slipping from the corner of his eye, leaving a thin tear trail.

"I didn't know what crocodile tears are before, but now I know." Frost said quietly.

"I'm really sad." Gu Chen raised his head at a 45° angle, his jaw line was as cold as a blade, "I knew they would explode his pupil of power, how good it would be for me."

Frost looked at this duplicity man and just sneered.

The last bullet left the chamber, and the campus was filled with pungent gunpowder smoke. Everyone in the field quietly watched the figure standing with spread wings like a god in the gunpowder smoke.

Constantine was as broken as a corpse crucified, with countless transparent bullet holes on his body.No matter how flexible the dragon's bones are, after losing the power of speech and spirit, it is just a good material. All the bones and joints on the opened membrane wings are shattered into powder, and they are falling down piece by piece.

He was no longer flowing with brilliance, but had become a bleak grayish white.

He smiled wearily at Old Tang, "Brother..."

"No, don't look for me, I don't know you!" Old Tang screamed and ran away.

Constantine glanced at the flower bed, and Gu Chen was sitting in the car, looking at him through the window.

They are a little far away, and they can't see each other's eyes clearly, but there seems to be some kind of strange traction that can make them understand. After thousands of years, this will be their final farewell.

In the end, the dragon looked up with difficulty, staring fixedly at the back of the panic-stricken fleeing figure, and its body just collapsed like this.

Gu Chen closed his eyes, tore off the torn shirt, and pressed the prismatic red crystal into his chest, but no blood flowed out, as if drowning, the crystal disappeared, and the wound healed in the blink of an eye.

Frost didn't seem to see it, but turned his head to look at the other side. It was the road around the mountain that Old Tang was fleeing to. The blazing flames there rose into the night sky in a tangle, and the flames exploded high in the sky, as if there were wings flying There is tension there.

"Dragon Bone Cross, Dragon King Norton, finally revealed his angry face." He said softly, "He was completely resurrected, with the soul of a martyr. Is this the purpose of Angers? Completely kill the four monarchs."

He thought he would not get a response, but a groan from beside him was undoubtedly the best response.

Frost looked over blankly, and Gu Chen was scratching his body.

"Does Constantine have fleas in his blood?"

"...It's dried up blood, it's sticky, I have to take a shower!" Gu Chen didn't bother to talk to this witty old man, he just pushed open the car door and jumped out.

Thick gunpowder smoke poured in with the open car door, Frost frowned, and shouted out: "I really want to go back this time, although Angers is very unpleasant, he is a trustworthy guy, you Be careful yourself too."

Gu Chen waved his back to him.