Modler held the injection in his hand, trembling slightly, staring at the face of the Chinese boy, and his hand slowly approached the heart of the corpse. He firmly believed that this would be a great moment.

The gate to hell opened at this moment.

The manor began to stir up, Angers had arrived, and rushed into the wine cellar, hoping that everything would be too late.

Menek and his friends were coming to support: "Yan Yan, take your revolver and block the entrance to the wine cellar! Ashes and your Kerber cannons, set them up for me, ready to suppress the fire at any time! The chief and the tiger go down to support Angers!"

After saying that, the members of the Lionheart Club tacitly divided into two groups.

The "Chief" is the son of an African tribe chief who once played with lions on the African grasslands; the "Tiger" is a young nobleman from a major Indian state who likes to hunt tigers in the Indian jungle. They all like guns and are good at wandering flexibly, and play with prey. They pulled out the shotgun system and followed Menek into the staircase leading to the wine cellar.

Lu Shanyan looked solemn, and pulled out his two large-caliber revolvers and stared at the exit. It was too quiet below. His words were "sythe weasel", which was particularly sensitive to the sound, but he could not hear any sound in the wine cellar.

Angers stood in the wine cellar, with the only door behind him. Every nerve was tense now, his attention was unprecedented, and even his breathing was deliberately suppressed by him, and his hand holding the folding knife tightened slightly.

The wine cellar was pitch black, the kerosene lamp had already been extinguished, and there was no sound of breathing. Anger could smell the bloody smell in the air, and his golden eyes could allow him to see things clearly in such darkness, but he did not find the target in front of him.

The dissection table was empty at this moment, and the white cloth surrounding the operating table had been dyed red, and the ground was full of broken limbs. Obviously, Angers is now the only living person in the wine cellar.

And the other guy hidden in the dark is the Dragon King.

"Tread...Tread..."

Menek was walking downstairs with the chief and the tiger carefully. There was no movement below, and in the aisle, they could only hear their footsteps.

"Menek, don't come in!" Angers's voice came from the dark corridor. It was a trap. The Dragon King killed everyone in the wine cellar, waiting for the prey to take the bait one by one.

They came in time, and Angers was still alive! Menek did not listen to Angers' warning, but instead accelerated his pace.

He knew that the thing below was definitely not something Anger could deal with alone, and only if they worked together could they have a chance to win.

Anger was not happy when he heard Menek's speeding pace behind him, but his heart became colder and colder. He felt a terrifying aura locked him, but he had no idea where the other party was.

"Is this the Dragon King..." Anger sighed in his heart. This was his first time facing the Dragon King. The mere oppression of the breath made him feel so powerless. This was the threat of death.

Anger simply closed his eyes because he could not see the enemy at all. Now all he could rely on was his hearing and combat intuition. His spirit was tense to the limit and he was ready to fight at any time.

Suddenly, he had a flash of inspiration, and reached out to take out the silver medal he had taken from his pocket and threw it out to the top. With his extraordinary memory, he repeated the spell he had heard before: "The Five Thunder General, the General of the Train, turned upside down, drove away thunder and clouds, fought thousands of times, commanded the magical weapons, opened the flag and summoned them urgently, and did not stop, and were as urgent as the law!"

The light flashed, the silver medals roared, and phantoms appeared above, and the cavalry on the horse charged with spears, one after another, rushing in one direction.

Behind! In just a short moment, countless cavalry phantoms rushed towards Angers, and a strange wave flashed behind Angers. When he noticed something strange, Anger turned around and cut his sword to the back with all his strength.

"Wizz" the friction sound of metal.

The folding knife emitted a faint light, slashing out a crescent-shaped arc, but suddenly stopped. Sparks splashed, but the blade was stuck tightly and could not be cut into the slightest.

The Chinese boy had no expression on his face. He used his hands to catch Anger's full slash. His hands were covered with blue-gray scales, which were harder than steel, and even stuck Anger's folding knife into the gap.

At this moment, the two pairs of golden eyes looked at each other, reflecting the other's face. Anger gritted his teeth and looked ferocious, while the Chinese boy looked as fair as a woman, with no unnecessary expression on his face, and scarlet murderous intent in his golden eyes.

"Angers!" Menek's figure flashed through the door. He saw that Anger's figure was suppressing, not a monster like an imagination of Chinese and Western medicine, but a boy who even looked a little tender! But the aura exuded by the boy made people shudder, cold and ruthless, and untainted by the world.

"Shoot!" Angren directly grabbed the boy with all his might. This was a war, and the war between dragons and people for thousands of years was inevitable. If he hesitated, he would only cause greater losses.

The chief and the tiger following Menek looked at each other, and the two scattered and shot at the same time from both sides. The two shotguns fired a conical silver sand barrage, covering Angers and the boy without any blind spots.

"bass"

The sound of bullets entering the body did not come, but instead a metal friction sound.

The bone wings emitting cold light spread open, covering Angers and the boy. The barrage hit the bone wing and sparked sparks. The bone wings were hit by the barrage, and countless small cracks were echoed in the wine cellar. He opened the bone wings, and countless silver bullets were bounced away, forcing Menek, the chief and the tiger to retreat temporarily.

"puff"

The bone wings pierced into Anger's body, and the boy threw Anger out with one stroke. A mouthful of blood gushed out of Anger's mouth, and he fainted on the spot.

The boy ignored Angers and chased the humans who injured him. His bone wings were bathed in blood. The cracks on them had been repaired. The inexplicable force held him in mid-air, like a demon descending.

"Menek! Go! Go out, don't look back!" The chief and the tiger shouted at Menek while changing bullets. They knew that the weapons in their hands were not powerful enough to kill the Dragon King, and they also knew that the three of them would definitely not be able to run a flying guy, and one person could not hold the Dragon King.
Chapter completed!