Chapter 392 The King of Bronze and Fire (New World)

Boom——

In the terrifying explosion of the Sun's nuclear blast, the huge body of the Dark Great Evil God fell apart in an instant.

The rapidly spreading shock wave was absorbed by Chu Xin, who had transformed into the Sun King, as he raised the sword, and Grandma Mei and others were also spared.

And the Aguram in the Great Evil God's body was instantly evaporated. Under the scorching heat of the sun, even the most powerful magic power was extremely small.

"Don't worry, I will leave soon. This place is just a temporary stop for me on a long journey." Chu Xin said with his mind.

"I can sense your strength, even above me, but you did not abuse this power to act recklessly, so you and I are not enemies." The Sun King replied.

Chu Xin did not say much to him. After all, there was really no target in this universe that was worth his "abuse". He was not interested in explaining to the Sun King whether he was good or bad. After all, black and white did not apply to the strong class.

Buzz~

Chu Xin released the Sun King state and returned to the super light energy messenger form.

"It's just like a dream. The Dark Evil God was completely destroyed!" Granny Mei laughed in disbelief.

"Everyone, my mission has been completed. It's time to say goodbye." Chu Xin said straightforwardly.

"Ah?" Everyone asked in unison.

Chu Xin stopped talking and waved his hand, leaving them with a back figure that was gradually moving away.

"Start the journey."

The black hole appeared and disappeared.

At this time, a ray of golden light gathered into a vague human figure, staring at the place where Chu Xin left and touching his chin thoughtfully.

"Is this, a time-space fluctuation involving ultra-high-dimensional laws? It instantly locked and linked an unknown plane, and a virtual bridge with multi-folding properties could be constructed out of thin air without an anchor point. Why would a character of this level come to play house with me? Hiss~ Fortunately, I didn't make enemies with him." The Sun King murmured to himself, and couldn't help but feel a little scared in his heart, and was glad that Chu Xin had left.

...

Wow!

In the dark night sky, the naked boy spread his flesh and blood wings and flew from the top of the magnificent building called Valhalla. His clear but empty eyes stared at the young man running wildly on the grass.

The cold boy was extremely thin, and his skinny torso clearly outlined his ribs. He looked so fragile that he seemed to be broken in mid-air in the next second.

But he was also extremely tough and strong. Although the golden eye between his eyebrows was pierced by a precious bullet called the Philosopher's Stone, his desire to reunite with his brother made him burst out with a tenacious will. His body like firewood continued to exude the oppressive aura of the Dragon King, and the shadow-like dragon wings were like a fiery abyss that swallowed everything.

One of the four dragon kings, the king of bronze and fire, the younger brother of the twins, Constantine.

"Brother~" he shouted, his voice was childish and helpless.

"Don't come over here! Don't come over here! I'm not your brother, you got the wrong guy!"

The young man in nightgown and combat uniform almost ran away, complaining in his heart like crazy, he shouldn't have been obsessed with money and came to this mysterious academy to do some inexplicable bounty missions. Now, he got a monster brother with wings for nothing. Wouldn't it be nice to play games and watch movies comfortably at home on a good night? He had to wade into this muddy water.

The young man's name is Ronald Tang, also known as Lao Tang, a Chinese American, and a bounty hunter by profession.

Wow!

Constantine accelerated and slid down in front of Lao Tang. Lao Tang didn't have time to brake and fell into Constantine's arms.

When he touched the hot skin, Lao Tang felt his brain go blank, "My life is over."

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, there was a constant sound of gunfire from all directions, and the death sparks of countless bullets ignited the darkness, drawing a series of pungent trajectories.

The shooters were mostly young men and women in their twenties, most of them wearing decent suits and formal attire, as if they were attending a noble dinner in a brightly lit hall just a second ago.

Many pretty girls tied their fluffy skirts roughly around their waists, not caring at all about exposing their slender white thighs. With their firm expressions and tough postures holding rifles, they looked like the crew of a Hollywood sci-fi film.

They were students, each of them a mixed-race who studied at Kassel College.

A secret group with human and dragon blood flowing in their bodies, specializing in dragon slaying.

And the destination of the bullet was Constantine.

And Constantine did not dodge. He spread his wings and tightly wrapped the frightened Old Tang, allowing the dense bullets to hit his flesh and blood, exploding with a pungent smoke mixed with blood and gunpowder.

Bang, bang, bang!

The students did not dare to slack off. Facing one of the four dragon kings who only existed in textbooks and documents, the only thing they could do was to shoot all the bullets they carried until he was completely killed.

Whoosh~

The mountain wind blew past.

Until there was no more gunshots in the huge campus, Constantine, like a dying god, still stood with his wings spread out. Although his body was covered with bloody bullet holes, he did not let Old Tang suffer any harm.

He buried his head and looked at the young man in his arms tenderly. His cheeks, which were as withered as flowers, became gray and colorless, and a complex but happy smile squeezed out of the corner of his mouth, "Brother~"

This subtle movement was like the first domino to fall. Constantine's facial flesh quickly cracked and collapsed, and the skin, muscles, and bones of his whole body began to shatter, and separated from his torso piece by piece, like a clay man who had run out of oil and shattered on the ground.

"I don't know you! Don't call me brother!"

The panic-stricken Old Tang emerged from the gap in his wing bones, rolled and crawled out of Kassel College, and ran down the winding mountain road.

Feeling that his brother was drifting away, Constantine was extremely reluctant to leave. He used his last breath of strength to twist his neck, wanting to take one last look at his brother.

Bang~~~

Before his eyes could find the back that was submerged in the darkness, the flesh and blood that held the eyes suddenly collapsed, leaving only a solitary cross of keel bones stuck in the soil of the grass.

Lu Mingfei looked at the dragon bone and was silent. He wanted to say something, but there was no one around him to listen.

"Farke! Farke! Grass! Grass! Grass!"

On the quiet and dim mountainside road, Old Tang ran and cursed in multiple languages.

He knew that there were no pursuers behind him, and those students who were comparable to the special forces were not chasing after him. The monster who kept shouting "brother, brother, brother" was also dead. But for some reason, he just couldn't stop. There was something invisible and intangible. Follow me like a shadow.

The memories between illusion and reality burst out in those dreams, and the short-lived human memory of more than 20 years was instantly submerged and became worth mentioning.

replaced by?

Buzz! ! !

Suddenly, memories like movie clips poured into his brain one after another, and his eyes suddenly became glazed over.

The young man gradually stopped and stood silently at the edge of the steep mountain road. One step forward, he saw a cliff camouflaged by lush foliage.

"Huh~ This time it was too fast, I didn't even react." He said to himself, without any trace of panic or fear from before.

If Ange had been present, he would have noticed that Old Tang's temperament had suddenly changed dramatically.

Click! Kaka!

He twisted his neck, and his cervical vertebrae made a series of crisp sounds. Then he rubbed his temples with both hands and looked up at Cassel College, which seemed to be burning halfway up the mountain.

"I traveled through time and became Norton? The King of Bronze and Fire?" Chu Xin secretly thought in his heart, "And it happened to be the moment Norton awakened."

But knowing that he could not stay here for long, he did not hesitate and immediately mobilized the power of the Dragon King that continued to flow out of his body.

boom--

Clusters of red flames formed around him, and the stars lifted Chu Xin up into the mist-shrouded night sky.

The bursting flames were like a salute to celebrate the king's resurrection. When a pair of dragon wings bloomed, he disappeared into the distant sky like a cannonball with a long tail flame.

Kassel Academy.

In the church bell tower, the principal Hilbert Jean Angers' eyes were blazing. He drank down the martini in one gulp, "Did you see the flames rising into the sky? Dragon King Norton finally showed his true anger. Therefore, the death of his brother Constantine is an excellent opportunity for his resurrection and awakening!”

Vice-principal Nicholas Flamel, nicknamed "Night Watcher" on the side, asked: "What on earth are you going to do?"

Faced with the doubts of his old friend, Angers first told a lot of nagging sighs of centenarians, and finally said quietly but full of murderous intent: "I want to resolve this war between races once and for all, and completely kill the four major races." Dragon King, annihilate their hopes of resurrection again and again!"

"So, what is your plan? How can the Dragon King be completely wiped out if he can form a cocoon and resurrect?" the vice principal asked.

"After Norton regains his memory and strength, he will definitely return to his lair, Bronze City. However, he is swallowed up by hatred and has lost his only true love. He has no way out. For revenge, he will definitely fight us to the death with determination. "Ange looked calm and strategizing.

"We will launch a crusade against the Bronze City, codenamed 'Bronze Project', and Norton will also sharpen his sword and blade in the Bronze City to settle his grudges with us." Angers put down his wine glass, with a burning feeling brewing on his charming old cheeks. The killing rage.

"Norton will really do what you think and give everything he has? Even if there is no possibility of recovery." The vice principal hesitated for a moment and asked.

"This is the bond between the Dragon King twins. They cannot break free and can only struggle in the quagmire of fate." Angers pondered for a moment before answering.

…

The bright moon hangs high in the cloudless night sky, pouring its soft brilliance on the sparkling river. The mountains on both sides are symmetrical, and the sky and the earth are covered up and down, making it difficult to distinguish in a trance.

The river breeze is gentle, quiet and peaceful.

This is the Three Gorges Reservoir in the Yangtze River.

To be precise, it is Zhaitang Pass, which was called "Kuimen" in ancient times.

Cruise ships are suspended on the river, waiting for the dam to open. Tourists gather in groups on the deck to enjoy the scenery of the Three Gorges at night. The shadows of the mountains rise and fall in the distance. Although they cannot be seen clearly, they are similar to those in the daytime. A completely different quiet atmosphere at different times.

A couple hugged each other and kissed passionately at the stern of the boat. Their love was so deep that they could no longer control themselves, so they went to the bedroom arm in arm.

They would not have thought that the moment they turned around, a black shadow fell on the small islet in the middle of the river in the distance, folding its wings and standing alone at the water's edge.

Chu Xin was thinking, and after a moment he stretched out his right hand toward the river and recited the obscure dragon text in a low voice.

At this moment, Old Tang's facial features were no longer visible on his cheeks. His face was covered by pieces of sharp dragon scales and raised exoskeletons. Only a pair of dark golden eyes were exposed, including the exposed skin on the back of his hands and neck. , and also added patchwork of scale tissue.

Not much power has been restored yet, and the dragon's characteristics are still based on the humanoid form, so it is necessary to find a suitable safe environment to hatch into a real dragon, that is, in its complete form.

Buzz~

Chu Xin's voice penetrated the river and reached the submerged bronze city.

Soon, ripples appeared on the water surface, boiling bubbles rolled up from the bottom, and wisps of white smoke rose together.

Boom!

Suddenly, the rolling river surface was torn apart, and hot gas and turbulent river water rushed up to the sky, like a thunder.

The water splashed to the top and then fell, splashing on the instigator.

Hiss~hiss~

The water droplets quickly evaporated into gas the moment they touched the black scales, which shows how high its body temperature is.

"Yin——"

It was a dragon that broke out of the water with high heat, and made a sharp sound at Chu Xin that sounded like both a grin and a cry.

The dragon covered with black scales bent its neck and lowered its head. The black jagged bone spur dorsal fins stood up one by one along the arc. The ancient metal mask covered its cheeks, and like Chu Xin, only the proud golden eyes belonging to the dragon clan were exposed.

The length of the torso exposed above the water was nearly fifteen meters.

"Samson, the dragon servant of the King of Bronze and Fire."

The tiny Chu Xin reached out and stroked the dragon's forehead, and the dragon whimpered like a poor puppy, docile and loyal.

Samson has been guarding the Bronze City for more than two thousand years, guarding the bone bottles that Norton and Constantine used to preserve their flesh and blood cells for rebirth, silently waiting for the two masters to come again.

Unfortunately, Norton woke up first many years ago, and went to the human world without recovering his memory and power. Constantine was also taken away by the executive department of Kassel Academy, and then died tragically in the academy.

In this regard, Samson, who has wisdom and thinking, is in extreme pain. He feels extremely guilty and blames himself. Now, he has finally waited for the return of his master, looking forward to holding up the battle flag with his master and declaring war on the world.

But he doesn't know that the master in front of him has been replaced by Chu Xin.

However, Chu Xin has no intention of revealing it.

Since he has become Norton, he is undoubtedly the king of bronze and fire. There is no need to question the authenticity of his existence. After all, whether it is the other dragon kings or the dragon slayers, they will only treat him as Norton.

Strength and authority are on the way to recovery, and he has no emotional weaknesses and psychological defects of the dragon king twins, and has richer and more thorough experience and awareness than the dragon king.

"The fire that you failed to set the prairie on fire, let me ignite it."

As an old fan, Chu Xin is very satisfied with crossing into the world of "Dragon Clan". This tragic epic story can be buried in many young people's unsatisfied.

Of course, unsatisfied is just unsatisfied. If anyone wants to kill him, don't expect Chu Xin to show mercy because of his feelings.

"Samson, go home."

Chu Xin jumped to the top of the dragon's head, grabbed the ring of the metal mask with both hands, and drove it into the turbulent river surface, heading towards the cold bronze city.