Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 617: Word Spirit: Ruins

Deadpool's bodies piled up on the ice to form a wall, and the flowing blood was melting the ice.

There are Deadpools crashing under the ice, and everywhere except in the sky are these monsters.

"How many more?" Finkel asked loudly, turning back.

Chen Runxi tied one person after another to the rope and had Jiude Mai carry them back to the cabin.

After many trips, there were still about five people who had not been transported up.

"Five!" Chen Runxi shouted.

Ye Sheng didn't have time to wipe the sweat off his forehead, "Maybe I can hold on..."

Finkel was powerless and very weak, so weak that he could collapse at any time.

Cats have nine lives, but he is a dog, not a cat, and he really doesn't have the strength to support another big move.

"Abandon the Keel Cross, give up!" Schneider gritted his teeth and gave this order in the helicopter.

Only by giving up the Dragon Bone Cross will there be a chance for everyone to escape.

But his order was broken as the ice was broken, and a creature that was incomparable to Deadpool completely broke the balance.

Even if he gave up the Dragon Bone Cross, there was no chance of leaving.

A dragon, a dragon of the species, unknown whether it was a second-generation or third-generation species, poked its head out of the ice, and the dragon breath it exhaled destroyed the place where Fingel and the others were standing.

Professor Schneider's face turned pale. He took a deep breath and pulled out the tube from the gas cylinder cart.

He picked up the saber from the corner of the cabin, the Academy's imitation of the seven deadly sins.

The cold air kept rushing into Schneider's mouth and nose. He hadn't smelled the Arctic air for many years, and it was still just as cold.

"Fingal, Ye Sheng, immediately assist Jiude Aki and Chen Runxi to transfer those students. I will stop these guys." The voice came along with Schneider's figure descending from the air.

Since the Greenland Sea incident, Schneider has not participated in any combat.

His bloodline was not low, but his body was too fragile. The pollution from the dragon blood and the extremely cold breath almost completely destroyed his body.

Fighting is a death sentence for him.

Whether the enemy is strong or not, he is destined to die.

But if there is a choice, it is better to choose a stronger enemy, at least to live up to the reputation of the former head of the executive department.

"Familiar air." Schneider rushed towards the dragon, brandishing his saber. "It's really refreshing."

Even if Finkel loved to tell light-hearted jokes, he couldn't tell one at this moment.

He was well aware of Schneider's physical condition, and this was not as if, this was tragic.

He and Schneider are the two half people who survived the Greenland Sea incident. Schneider has left half of him in this sea area, and the remaining half has survived to this day.

Perhaps it was fate that destined Schneider to die in this sea area, and it was luck that he was able to escape half his life.

Luck is something that you have to pay back sooner or later.

Finkel didn't even have the strength to clench his fists, but Ye Sheng was better than him and was able to resist the rushing Deadpool.

"Boss, you guys get on the helicopter first." Chen Runxi tied up the last person who returned from the Greenland Sea incident and handed him to Jiude Mai.

It has always been a round-robin battle, taking turns to resist the group of Deadpools.

This is the best way. If the goal is to annihilate this group of Deadpools, you can just rush over side by side.

The problem is that even if the number of manpower and weapons are doubled, it is still impossible to annihilate the enemy.

"You guys are allowed to tie up the dragon bone cross." Chen Runxi had the same obedient expression as always.

"We don't need the dragon bone cross anymore." Finkel ordered, "Get on the plane immediately, Ye Sheng, let's go help Professor Schneider. Damn, this little bug! I can kill the king of the ocean and water, so why would I be afraid of this thing?"

"Come on, boss, you're out of strength." Chen Runxi grabbed Finkel's shoulders and threw him to the rope ladder easily. "Your hands are shaking."

"I am an A after all. You guys made me look like a weak girl." Chen Runxi picked up Finkel's Han sword. "Although I haven't been on any missions and have always been playing badly, I am still learning what I should learn."

Ye Sheng was about to say something when Chen Runxi grabbed his shoulder and threw him backwards.

"If you don't have the strength, take a rest." Chen Runxi yelled madly, "Do as I say. You must take the Dragon Bone Cross with you, otherwise you won't make any money on this trip."

Chen Runxi recited the low-pitched dragon text, one syllable after another, slowly forming a whole sentence.

He recited with great difficulty, and blood even flowed from the corners of his mouth.

For other hybrids, words are a means to improve combat effectiveness, but for Chen Runxi, it is a trigger for self-destruction.

Is A-level blood high? In the academy, it can be called elite, but in the world of dragons and hybrids, it is nothing special.

There are some mixed-bloods in the world who are lucky and unlucky. Fortunately, they have a special Word Spirit with a high enough sequence number, but unfortunately, their bloodline cannot support the Word Spirit at all.

Chen Runxi is one of them.

"You're fucking crazy! Chen Runxi! Come back!" Finkel shouted.

"Boss, please stop wasting time. Do you think we can leave without anyone holding back that second-generation species? Didn't you see the membrane wings behind that thing?" Chen Runxi still spoke in a lazy tone.

At this moment, he seemed to be ready to die.

"It's not your turn to pretend to be a hero!" Finkel roared.

After the dragon script was recited, a strange field spread out around Chen Runxi.

Jiude Aki looked down and saw a huge golden eye with a desolate black edge. Chen Runxi stood in the center of the eye and strode forward.

Word Spirit·Xu Tong, Black King System, burns its own bloodline in exchange for absolute suppression of the descendants in the area.

When the bloodline is high enough, the suppression power of this field can reach a certain level, similar to Nidhogg's gaze.

When this word spirit was discovered, it was defined as exclusive to dragons, but there are indeed some hybrids that possess such a word spirit.

However, the highest bloodline of mixed-race people in common sense is only S, which cannot exceed the critical blood limit.

Relying on this kind of bloodline to suppress pure-blooded dragons? This is nothing short of a joke.

This kind of words is different from the inherent pressure of the king, and it is also different from the words of the emperor's call and command to the bloodline.

The first two do not require any price, but Xutong requires the price of bloodline. It is more like burning one's own blood in exchange for sufficient status and gaining the submission of blood descendants by not fearing death.

Dragons fear the strong and also respect the strong. The strongest manifestation of the strong is to not fear death and to sacrifice everything.

Finkel knew that he was powerless to stop Chen Runxi's actions, and he didn't know how long Chen Runxi could delay the group of dragons. He could only race against time to follow Chen Runxi's arrangements, drag the dragon bone cross out of the ruined ice house and tie it to the rope.

"That guy's words..." Ye Sheng looked at the scene in surprise. Groups of Deadpools began to retreat, not daring to approach Chen Runxi's territory.

"His bloodline can't sustain such a spirit." Finkel climbed up tremblingly, "Prepare to evacuate."

"Just ignore him?" Ye Sheng asked.

"When he used that word spirit, his death was already certain." Finkel climbed up the rope ladder and waved to Chen Runxi, tears streaming down his face silently. "You stinky boy, you really shouldn't have come to the News Department. The News Department is full of cowards..."