The huge difference in size made Anger not focus at all in the air. The rage in his hand was easily taken over, and the rest was left to be slaughtered.

The whistling sounded in Angers' ears.

He watched the scenery in front of him keep regressing. It was the Black King holding the blade and slamming him into the ground with the irritated hilt.

The powerful force made him unable to react or react. Under the violence of the Supreme, his resistance was meaningless, and he still underestimated the power of the Black King!

boom--

A loud noise came, and Angers' entire body was smashed into the ground by the Black King with a long sword, and he was unaware of life and death.

"asshole!"

Lu Mingfei roared and flew over, swinging his sharp claws at the black king's hideous dragon head.

Everything happened so quickly that he had no time to save Angers.

The black king's black scales face was facing Lu Mingfei. I wonder if it was an illusion, but Lu Mingfei seemed to feel the hideous cheeks cracked mouth smiling.

...

At this moment, the battlefield behind had fallen into chaos.

At some point just now, everyone's words were cancelled.

In just a moment, the use of the Spirit was restored, but it completely disrupted the entire formation, causing them to fall into crisis.

But just when they thought they were finished, a hideous dragon fell from the sky.

The dragon waved its huge wings and descended from the Deadpool group. Its huge body crushed a large piece of Deadpool. The dragon turned around and swept across, and the dragon's tail and claws rolled up a bloody storm.

Everyone stared at the sudden arrival of the giant dragon.

"Is this...a friendly army!?"

They stared blankly at the figures that jumped down from the dragon's head, rushed into the Deadpool group and started the massacre.

Two golden flames kept exploding in the Deadpool group. Some people were walking in the dark tide with swords and guns, some were killing the Deadpool group with big swords that emerged from black flames, some were dancing in the Deadpool group with two swords, and some were holding samurai swords in the Deadpool group like Angers, as if they were in a no-man's realm in the Deadpool group.

“What’s going on?”

Vice President Flammel, who was responsible for weakening the power of the dragon clan outside the field, was a little confused. The sudden appearance of the person and the dragon made him unable to distinguish between him and me. His precepts were also interrupted at the moment when Angers came into contact with the Black King just now. He wanted to restart, but the current scene was too chaotic. Wherever his word spirit works, it would affect his own people.

"Don't worry, we are here to help." Xia Mi appeared behind Flammel at some point.

"You...you are? Natsumi?"

Of course Flammel knew this girl, this is the girl next to the Eastern ‘Emperor’.

The reason why I was wondering is that this girl looked too terrifying at the moment, with scales all over her body and wings on her back, she looked like... like a dragon clan!

"How could you... be with Dragon?"

He looked carefully and found that most of the figures rushing in the group of Deadpools in the distance were people he knew, Chu Zihang, Caesar and Zero were all there! Even his precious apprentice Finger jumped down from the head of the giant dragon with a knife.

"Because we are dragons."

Several voices rang beside Flammel at the same time.

Flammel looked around vigilantly. At some point, he was surrounded by three figures. His three pairs of dazzling golden eyes stared at him, making his back feel cold.

These four figures all look half human and half dragon, and the pressure on him made him understand that he could not beat any of them!

"What do you want to do?" Flammel asked these people vigilantly.

"help."

"help me?"

Flammel was puzzled, "The dragon tribe wants to help humans?"

"We are helping ourselves."

Xia Mi looked at the old man in front of her coldly, "If we don't kill the Black King here, we will all have to finish playing."

"The enemy's enemy is a friend?" The vice principal understood the girl in front of him and asked with a sneer.

"That's right." Xia Mi responded lightly.

"Stop talking nonsense, let's start."

Norton interrupted the conversation between the few people and signaled to Constantine next to him.

The two brothers held swords in their hands and depicted the mysterious dragon text on the alchemy matrix engraved by Flamel.

"What's this?"

Flammel thought he knew very well about alchemy, but he still knew nothing about the formation patterns that the two dragon clans in front of him were now.

"Your alchemy matrix is ​​too simple to limit the Black King." Xia Mi explained softly, "After they have finished carving, you will spread the precepts to the entire battlefield, including the Black King."

"What a joke!" Flammel shook his head repeatedly, "How can the precepts be useful to the Dragon King?"

"Your precepts are really useless." Xia Mi glanced at the old man in front of her with contempt, "but with the alchemy matrix portrayed by the two of them, and with the help of us, the effect will be different."

"Stop kidding... I want to cancel the Dragon King-level Word Spirit unless...unless..."

Flammel opened his mouth wide as he spoke, his eyes full of shock.

Only the Dragon King can limit the Dragon King, and only the Dragon King can limit the Black King... and only the Dragon King! And one Dragon King may not be enough. Only with a powerful existence like the Black King, may it be possible for several Dragon Kings to join forces...

Dragon King Flammel looked at the three people in front of him in a bit incredible way, "You... are you!?"

"Don't talk nonsense, bleed!"

Xia Mi waved her hand gently, and a wind blade passed through Flammel's vein, "Human, aren't you afraid of death, are you?"

"Scared? What a joke! I'm here alone, and the suicide note has been written! Do you think I'm afraid!?" Flammel retorted, "But what can I do if the Black King's Spirit is restricted? You guys are also restricted here. Who will deal with the Black King?"

"Xuan Hao." Norton replied lightly, "We don't have a dragon body. We are seeking death when facing the Black King. Those who can defeat the Black King with pure physical strength are the only ones we can think of. But he does not have the power of the Word Spirit to compete with the Black King, so what we have to do now is to create a fair decisive battle environment for him."

"Is that true?..." Flammel was a little surprised. He didn't expect that these guys, who are the monarchs of the dragon clan, had such a high evaluation of Xuan Hao. However, after thinking about it, there seemed to be nothing wrong. After all, they had all seen this man with his own eyes pressing the revived White King to the ground with his physical strength.

"But where is he now?"

"It should be coming... He woke up the Black King, but it seemed that the coordinates were deviated, and the distance might be a bit too far."

"I understand? Then start."

Norton and Constantine stopped what they were doing and signaled to Xia Mi.

"Then let me see... I hope you are right..." Flammel cut another cut on the original wound on his hand, bleeding blood as if he was desperate.

The three of them cut their wrists almost at the same time, and the hot dragon blood flowed into the alchemy matrix under their feet. The strange red light began to spread from the matrix, almost covering the entire space.

Power enveloped the entire space, the spirit of the word was cancelled, and everyone's spirit of the word of the word was lost in an instant, and everyone in Kassel Academy was at a loss.
Chapter completed!