"Yanhiko! Ash! Get ready to face the enemy!" Menek rushed out of the cellar and shouted.

He locked the door of the wine cellar, and the roar of the shotgun system came from inside, but it stopped soon.

Menek gritted his teeth and stared at the iron gate. Anger was dead, and the tiger and the chief stayed inside to cover him... He had three of his companions dead!

But now there is no time to sad him. This iron gate is his father's characteristic iron gate. In order to defend against external attacks, he felt that it would probably not be able to trap the boy. That was the Dragon King. If it was so easy to deal with, his companions would not die.

The rain began to tick down, and Menek touched his face and took the rifle handed over by Lu Yasuhiko.

Lu Shanyan stood beside him, and he probably understood what was going on below. What was waiting for them next was a fierce battle. He signaled Menek to retreat, lift the revolver in his hand, and replaced it with a characteristic magazine.

The cannon next to it has been set up, facing the iron gate, ready to fire at any time.

...

On the attic of the manor.

"We have to leave here, this is a trap!" Hearing the gunshots from the wine cellar, Viscount Charlotte realized that the matter had become serious. "Sending a Dragon King over is too big."

"What is it for? It's worth using the Dragon King to deal with us?" asked Marquis Gambet.

"Does it need to be said?" Lord Mayek tightly grabbed the black suitcase beside him, which contained something extremely important to the dragon. "Let's go! Never let it return to the dragon's hands."

Lord Mayek stood up and prepared to leave. To prevent accidents, two carriages were ready to be kept downstairs at any time.

But he stopped again. He thought of something. He opened the suitcase, took out a black box from it, and handed it to Viscount Charlotte's hand. He was still carrying the empty box.

"You are much better than me with this! I will leave in a carriage with the box first, and wait for them to chase me, and then you will go in the opposite direction of me! We will act separately, and even if he can fly, it will be impossible to catch up with us at the same time!" Lord Mayek took out a revolver from his arms and looked serious.

The three of them looked at each other, and they all saw the determination in their eyes. Without saying much, the three hands clenched their fists and met together. This was probably the last time they met. The last old man of the Secret Party "Cross Rose Society" should fulfill their last duties.

"No matter whoever survives, we must establish an academy. The war cannot stop. We need fresh blood." Lord Mayek said at last.

"Also, this is definitely not something that dragons can do alone! Someone betrayed us and must find him, otherwise there will be endless troubles!" said Marquis Gambet.

"Elders! It's too late." Menek came to inform them, "The Dragon King has awakened, Angers, the chief and the tiger are dead. Yamahiko said he will buy us time!"

"Menek, you are here just in time. Now I announce the dissolution of the Presbyterian Church. After the matter is over, you will be the new leader of the Secret Party. Our cause will be left to you to continue." Lord Mayek was carrying a suitcase and preparing to leave.

Mene was a little surprised that he saw the box in Lord Mayek's hand: "Where are you going?"

Mayek patted Menek on the shoulder: "I'm going to fulfill my mission. Next, it's your time. We old guys are too old and deserve to die."

Looking at Lord Mayek's departure, Menek was silent.

"boom!"

A violent explosion came, and the arms stored in the underground wine cellar were detonated, but everyone in the wine cellar should have died, and the only one left was the Dragon King. Dragons are indeed terrible creatures. Even if they have been sleeping for thousands of years, they can learn to use the current explosives in a short period of time after waking up.

The Dragon King did not plan to go to the main entrance because he knew that someone was carrying a cannon outside waiting for him to come out, so he chose to blow up the ground directly!

The boy stretched out his bone wings, hanged in the air like a god, and looked down at everyone from a high place. His golden pupils exuded the majesty of an emperor.

He did not chase after Lord Mayek, but instead set his eyes on Viscount Charlotte.

"Damn it!" Viscount Charlotte cursed angrily, and his hands subconsciously covered his pockets.

Menek noticed his movements and instantly understood why Lord Mayek had to leave early, but their plan seemed to be of no use. The Dragon King could easily feel the position of the "egg".

The boy slowly landed on the ground, step by step towards Viscount Charlotte, like walking in the garden. Every time he took a step forward, an invisible pressure spread out from him, and it was still rising step by step. The power of the Dragon King was slowly recovering!

"Let's go!" Menek roared at Viscount Charlotte, and the Atecan sword in his hand seemed to sense a powerful enemy, making waves of controversy.

"Can you still use the Spirit of Word?" Lu Shanyan asked in a low voice.

"Although men can't say no...but this time it seems... really... can't be used." Menek looked at the boy's dazzling golden eyes in front of him, gritted his teeth, and even spoke hard. He felt that his words were suppressed and he could not use them at all.

This is the suppression of bloodline, and the absolute suppression of the hybrid species by Dragon Power and pure blood.

"You go... leave it here to me." Lu Shanyan pushed Menek.

"I am now the leader of the Secret Party, how could I take the lead in escaping?" said Menek.

"As long as the leader is still alive, everything can come again!" Lu Shanyan lit up his eyes, and a trace of resentment flashed in his golden eyes, "Believe me! My Spirit of Words can not look at his eyes. Hurry, leave with Viscount Charlotte and Marquis Gambet. I, Ash and Ghost, we three can do it!"

"Yamahiko...don't die." Menek whispered, "You want to live, let's kill the 'dragon' you want to kill the most."

"He doesn't have to die. His dragon throne will be overthrown by millions of people. Human history will be created by the people. The Chinese believe in the divine dragon flying in the sky, not the lizard lying on the ground!" Lu Shanyan closed his eyes.

He held the revolver in both hands and walked towards the Dragon King without looking back. The ancient spirit of words pondered in his air. The wind began to roll up, blowing off his hat, blowing away his braids, and his long black hair danced wildly in the wind.

Word Spirit·Scytheiter, open!

"Ash! Cannon preparation!" Lu Shanyan yelled.

He did not call the ghost, because ghost is a sniper and his trump card. He must be hidden in the dark and ready to send a fatal blow at any time.
Chapter completed!