Dragon Clan: They're all insane, and you still want me to slay dragons?

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Gao Kui was prone to slips of the tongue and didn't expect a reply. Just a few days ago, Odin would start attacking without warning, and this one in front of him was probably much the same.

"Heroic Spirit."

Beneath the mysterious half-blood's black iron mask, his eyes were deep and his tone solemn and calm: "You may call me, Heroic Spirit."

"Oh~"

Gao Kui suddenly realized: "Then Odin must be your boss."

In Norse mythology, Odin built a temple called Valhalla in Asgard, where he selected some of the mortal warriors who died in battle to enter Valhalla and make them his servants.

In short, they are high-level workers who work illegally.

In the worldview of the dragon race, the Heroic Spirits are likely hybrids recruited and transformed by Odin, the true dragon, using special methods. Perhaps he came to avenge his boss by teaming up with the Chu father and son to kill Odin.

The heroic warrior remained expressionless, offering neither comment nor affirmation.

Gao Kui's statement that Odin was his boss is not entirely correct, but it is not entirely wrong either, and there is no need to refute it.

"Can we make a deal?"

Gao Kui tried hard to recall how the gangsters in "Young and Dangerous" negotiated, and imitated them with a cool expression, pointing his thumb at Chen Motong behind him.

“I’m very familiar with your boss Odin; we just had dinner together a few days ago.”

"Give her some face. This has nothing to do with this girl. How about letting her leave first? We're all in this together. If you bully a young girl, you'll lose face if word gets out."

Chen Motong, who was being protected by Gao Kui, felt incredibly warm-hearted at this moment. Although Gao Kui seemed a bit crazy and unreliable, his attitude was very clear: he wanted to protect her.

Born and raised in the Chen family, this was the first time in her life that someone had treated her so kindly.

"I definitely won't leave. If we're going to die, we'll die together. I would never abandon you and run away alone."

Standing behind Gao Kui, Chen Motong whispered his determination to live and die with Gao Kui, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve.

If a guy I've only known for a few days and who doesn't even like me is this great and energetic, then I, Chen Motong, can't let him down!

Gao Kui turned around and glared at Chen Motong.

“If you don’t go out, and I can’t get out either, who will tell my heroic story? Haven’t you seen Titanic? Can’t we play Jack and Rose for once?”

The two of them shouting love and making noises together at the bow of the boat, and the two scenes in the car in Czechoslovakia, are no longer feasible to be performed now. So let's just perform the scenes of life and death separation and the scenes of Rose growing old.

That last scene in the movie, where the elderly Rose looks at the sea, reminiscing about the past, and throws the Heart of the Ocean back into the sea to return it to Jack, that scene was fucking incredibly romantic. You'd better get me one of those when you get out of here…”

Gao Kui was rambling on and on, plotting loudly. This wasn't just madness; he genuinely thought this way.

Whether Gao Kui lives or dies is irrelevant; he has never found meaning in living, and besides, he is the Holy Son, and it seems that the Holy Son is meant to be sacrificed.

If he could die a spectacular death, both awesome and romantic, and then have a beautiful girl like Chen Motong remember him for the rest of her life, and reenact a scene from "Titanic" in their old age, that would be absolutely wonderful.

Even if Gao Kui didn't like Chen Motong's personality, he couldn't deny that the girl was really beautiful.

Before Chen Motong could respond, the black-masked hero shook his head and pointed at Chen Motong: "This girl must die here."

There's no room for discussion. Whether Gao Kui lives or dies isn't that important, but Chen Motong must die.

Gao Kui, who was still discussing "Titanic," paused slightly: "Oh no, it seems like it really is aimed at you."

Chen Motong was somewhat confused. Ying Ling's tone was extremely resolute, as if he was indeed coming for her.

Somewhat unsure, Gao Kui turned to Ying Ling and asked, "Are you mistaken? This has nothing to do with her, right? Weren't you here for me?"

You overestimate yourself a bit.

The spirit paused, then continued, "You may not be an ordinary person, but to me you are still not as important as she."

Oh no, they're really after Chen Motong.

Gao Kui's eyes lit up with a sudden idea: "Let's make a deal. I'll hand her over to you, and you let me go, okay?"

"Hey!"

Chen Motong glared fiercely at Gao Kui, her eyes filled with anger.

Just now, you were acting out a scene from "Titanic" with me, making me cry buckets. I even said I'd live and die with you, and you betrayed me in the blink of an eye?

"Just kidding, just trying to lighten the mood."

Gao Kui smiled, then his expression instantly turned serious as he handed Longinus to Chen Motong: "Take this."

Chen Motong froze and didn't answer.

Without saying a word, Gao Kui stabbed Chen Motong through her flat abdomen, released the hilt of his sword, turned to face the heroic spirits under Odin's command, and his golden eyes blazed with intense light.

"You've experienced the effects of this knife. Until you lose control of it, no one in this world can take your life."

"Be quick-witted later. If you see I'm injured or can't hold on, then stab me. If you don't have the chance, then forget it, take care of yourself first."

Longinus could only guarantee that he wouldn't die; even if the long sword pierced his body, he would still feel pain.

Ignoring the sharp pain in her lower abdomen, Chen Motong stared blankly at Gao Kui's somewhat thin back, lost in thought.

Chapter 52 Slaughterhouse

"Give me the knife, what will you do then?"

Chen Motong gripped the hilt of the Longinus sword, pulling the long blade from her abdomen, her heart filled with mixed emotions. If Gao Kui's protection of her earlier had only moved her somewhat, now she was deeply shaken.

"Whether I have [Longinus] or not doesn't really matter to me; I make my living through Words of Power." Gao Kui gazed at the Heroic Spirit, eager to try.

When Chu Tianjiao wielded Longinus against Odin, he primarily relied on Murasame for damage output. Longinus doesn't have a special attack against dragons; it serves more as a protective charm.

The same applies to Longinus in Gao Kui's hands at this stage.

He did have some melee weapon skills in mind, but given his current physique, which was only comparable to a C-level hybrid, his output from wielding a knife in melee combat was far lower than using incantations or firearms.

"No, that's not what I meant, at least not entirely..." Chen Motong shook her head, somewhat incoherently. She really had so much to say to Gao Kui.

On the one hand, she was indeed worried that Gao Kui's combat power would be greatly reduced without his sword.

For hybrids, wielding weapons and being unarmed are two different things. Although Gao Kui does have a pistol, pistol bullets will eventually run out, and it won't be very effective in close combat.

On the other hand, Chen Motong clearly knew what possessing this knife meant: a chance to survive.

Longinus's effects are too powerful. As long as you have it, even if you are turned into a girl by a hundred-ton king, you will not die and will be restored to normal in an instant.

Chen Motong expected that Gao Kui would hold the knife and protect her, occasionally stabbing her to save her from danger, which would already be very righteous.

Gao Kui gave up his chance of survival entirely to her, to a girl he didn't even like. The word "righteous" is completely insufficient to describe Gao Kui's greatness; only a "saintly" would be worthy of the word.

When reading novels and watching anime, Chen Motong also complained about some characters with a strong sense of sanctity, saying that if she were surviving in the apocalypse, she would definitely kill the sanctities in the team first.

But when he became the one saved by the Holy Mother... the Holy Son, Chen Motong finally understood what a great quality this was.

"You really are a good person..." Chen Motong murmured, gripping the knife.

"Don't give me the friend card now, and didn't I already say I don't like you!"

Gao Kui shouted, raised his hand, pulled back the bolt, and fired at the heroic spirit wearing a black iron mask. The heroic spirit was fifty or sixty meters away from them; his incantation couldn't reach that far.

Bang!

A dazzling burst of fire erupted from the gun barrel, and the spent cartridges were ejected. The heroic spirit stood motionless in place, its highly dragon-transformed claws covered in dragon scales wielding its ring-pommel sword in a dazzling semi-circle, slicing the incoming bullet in two perfectly equal halves.

"Brilliant."

Gao Kui gave him a thumbs up: "Brother Lao, you're really good at pretending. If you have the guts, stand still and cut off all the remaining bullets with your knife before I'll admit you're someone special."

Gao Kui gripped the gun handle firmly and pulled the trigger, firing continuously at the heroic spirits, the muzzle flashing intermittently.

Knowing all along that Gao Kui was a cheater, the heroic spirit stopped pretending and recited a passage of dragon script in a low voice, sounding like he was crying and sobbing, as if he were giving orders.

The Death Servants, who had surrounded Gao Kui and Chen Motong, blazed with golden light in their eyes, growling, hissing, and howling as they lunged at the two with all their might.

They didn't swarm in all at once, but rather attacked in stages, wave after wave. This siege tactic was far more threatening than the mass attack by the Deadpool horde a few days earlier.

Too many disorganized Deadpools attacking one person at the same time will actually hinder each other's performance.

Chen Motong gripped Longinus and assumed a fighting stance. Gao Kui was so righteous, she couldn't let him be irresponsible. Besides, Chen Motong believed that her close combat ability was stronger than Gao Kui's.

As an A-level elite hybrid of the Chen family, he actually has good close combat skills, and his physique is much stronger than Gao Kui's.

The main problem is that Gao Kui is too unbalanced in his studies and is also a wild child, so he hasn't developed a strong physique.

Closer, closer.

The approaching horde of Deadpools was overwhelming, and Chen Motong's adrenaline surged as she focused intently. She could even see the tonsils of one of the Deadpools with its gaping maw.

Just as she was about to raise her sword to meet the enemy, the red-haired girl heard Gao Kui's low murmur, a gentle and rhythmic singing, like a hymn played in an ancient church.

The turbulent territory is expanding rapidly.

Accompanied by Gao Kui's low murmur, the air within the domain converged into nearly ten extremely sharp, high-speed airflow channels, colorful ribbons in the sky, dancing wildly like sharp blades.

"It hurts... it hurts..."

"It hurts so much..."

"My bones are going to break..."

Like the innate, formless sword energy of the God of War Guan Qi, the nearly ten high-speed airflow channels formed by the Yin Flow crisscrossed within the domain. Each time it swept past, it would cut through the Deadpool's scales, flesh, and limbs, leaving knife marks on his bones.

For every airflow channel that disappears, a new airflow is generated, continuously and endlessly.

Severed limbs flew everywhere, black pus and blood sprayed everywhere. The area within a 30-meter radius centered on Gao Kui was completely transformed into a fully automated slaughterhouse for Deadpool.

Just a few days ago, Deadpool was brutally slaughtered while chasing the 100-ton king, and today, Deadpool, who pounced on him, was brutally slaughtered again.

At least when facing Deadpool and hybrids who can break through his defenses, Gao Kui is no different from the God of War Guan Qi, as if a demon god has descended to earth and can kill as he pleases.

While using the Yin Flow Pain to kill the Dead Servants, Gao Kui's gun didn't stop either, firing bullet after bullet at those Dead Servants that the sharp airflow couldn't reach, or might not reach.

Yin Liu is ultimately a low-order word spirit.

Even if the single-target power is forcibly enhanced by high bloodline to the level of comparable to or even surpassing the regular Wind King's Eye, it still has shortcomings compared to the truly high-risk Word of Power: the attack range is not wide enough.

Guderian said that Junyan and Fengwang Zhiguang can indiscriminately strike enemies around them, something Yinliu cannot do.

Even with the power of "Five Loaves and Two Fish," Gao Kui cannot completely compensate for this weakness. "Five Loaves and Two Fish" can only improve endurance, but cannot increase peak output or attack range.

Therefore, even if Gao Kui has infinite words of power, there is still a possibility that he can be overwhelmed by a large number of enemies. At this time, it is important to finish him off with a pistol, which can relieve the pressure on the attack range.

"Such a powerful incantation, is it the Eye of the Wind King, or the Blood-Drinking True Scythe...?"

Chen Motong looked around. Even if multiple A-level hybrids teamed up, they would most likely perish on the spot, slaughtered by the sharp air currents released by Gao Kui.