The first thing to crawl out was a tattered battery car. Under the broken plastic shell, the wheels twisted as if they were shedding blood and tears, and sparks flew out.

With convulsions and trembling, two fingers made of wheel spokes were protruded from the twisted steel, and two arms, one long and one short, were raised and crawled on the ground like a dog!

Half of the face made up of a distorted LCD panel was filled with scarlet and madness.

Open his mouth, spit out thick smoke, and roar.

Arrive at flying speed!

Then came the second and third vehicles. Amidst the tremors and thick smoke, each battery car turned into a weird creature with twisted limbs. It crawled desperately, flew on Lawrence, opened its mouth to bite, pulled with its arms, and released.

Current!

Then there was the roar of the car. When the broken shell was thrown away, the body like a bison or an elephant ran wildly, crashed into the squirming monster, crushed it, the engine roared, and puffed out thick smoke!

Like a giant spider or a weird giant bird.

The furious steel composed of gears and machinery screamed and gathered into a current, trampling and squeezing each other, climbing up one after another, almost completely covering the alienated Lawrence.

"What the hell!"

The distorted monster roared, and its two limbs swept across, easily tearing apart the machines that were climbing on it. That strange long sword of heavenly craftsman, Xiao An, cut through it like a hot knife cutting wax, as powerful as breaking bamboo.

It’s just a mustard disease!

But under the giant tree, Ji Jue just raised his hands, slowly closed them, and gave the first command to his creation:

【polymerization】!

As a result, countless steel friction sounds erupted again, and hundreds of complex machines gathered in the same place. Whether they were fragments or complete structures, they were connected, fitted, and riveted to each other like living creatures at this moment, forming an unprecedented structure.

of huge aggregates.

Ji Jue's eyesight went dark.

Reach out your hand again and hold it tight!

In an instant, a new structure grew out of the torn machinery. The limbs made up of a battery car, a motorcycle, a computer, a telephone and a lawnmower squirmed, suddenly shrank, and were shackles. Then came the second one,

Article 3.

On the ever-changing mechanical structure, resentful and painful faces appeared, roaring, and thick smoke billowing.

In an instant, Lawrence was suppressed below.

Open your mouth and bite!

Blood bursts out.

Eating flesh and blood, tasting internal organs, and chewing bones, this hearty glutton was more like a monster than a monster. Lawrence roared and struggled, but for some reason, he felt an unprecedented strong feeling from the gaze of that face.

It's called... fear!

"Get away!"

The night swept across, but stopped abruptly.

Being held tight?!

It's Minerva!

Allowing the blade to cut open his palm and five fingers, they slowly contracted. In the crisp sound of crystal proliferation, the blade whined and shook violently, and then... broke!

The work of heaven is broken!

Then, it’s trampling!

"Is this what is called a dragon?"

Wen Wen stepped on his head and shook her head contemptuously: "It's too weak!"

"Pooh……"

Lawrence, who was deeply bitten by the mud, struggled to open his mouth, spat at her, and roared: "It's so hypocritical, Minerva, it's so ridiculous.

The path of ruins that you pursue is the track left by the dragon! Aren’t you pursuing the same thing as me? Why are you so pretentious!"

"You are obsessed with phantoms and place all your hopes on things you have never seen, but you don't know..."

Wen Wen looked down and saw that the expressionless face was filled with frost, "——Things that are not even human will not answer your prayers at all!"

From the dead silence, a high-pitched and sharp voice sounded.

Right behind her.

The crystals rubbed, multiplied, and grew, turning into a stone wing extending toward the sky, blocking out the sky and the sun, covering everything, and shrouding the earth in a dreamy, indifferent light.

Lawrence, it's like being struck by lightning.

Eyes opened in fear from the broken flesh, blinking constantly, trying to determine whether it was some kind of vicious illusion or my own hallucination, but no matter what, it was unbelievable.

"䱱, you...you!"

The voice became more and more shrill and sharp, as if swallowed by a nightmare.

He witnessed with his own eyes that what happened to Wen Wen was not just blood, nor was it just blood, nor was it just body, nor was it just body, even the soul was completely revealed.

Cold, solemn, cruel, and huge...

That is, a dragon transformation that is even more complete than my own!!!

"What's wrong? Aren't you chasing the dragon all the time, Lawrence?"

Wen Wen spoke, and her cold voice turned into thunder that resounded through the sky, echoing within the circle: "Consider it my last mercy... let you die in the hands of the thing you are chasing!

After all, it’s a worthy death!”

boom!!!

When she stretched out her hand again and held it toward the sky, what fell was thunder. The brilliance of the world gathered between her five fingers and turned into a crystallized spear that was too dazzling to gaze at.

This is the breath of the dragon!

Appearing in material form, [Destruction]!

At the last moment, Lawrence opened his mouth, as if he wanted to shout something, curse or beg, but it didn't matter anymore, no one cared.

Parasites, blood, strains, monsters, the remnants of bitterness and despair, and even the unrealistic dream of transforming into a dragon.

Everything was drowned in the dragon's breath.

silent.

Only the fierce light that burned all the eyes disappeared in a flash.

As soon as the storm broke out, ashes rose into the sky. Countless wriggling crimson ectoplasms evaporated and disappeared. The giant trees fell apart, collapsed, and turned into phantoms.

Except for the big black pit that didn't even exist, there were no traces left.

Even the exploded and torn pieces could not be found.

There is a certain part of matter that has disappeared into the world forever, without even a single particle remaining.

This is the power of the dragon.

In the long dead silence, Wen Wen stood in front of the pit, and the giant wings behind her disappeared without a trace.

"Huh, that's why I don't want them to help."

She murmured softly, sighed, tilted her head and looked behind her, grinning: "Hey, Ji Jue, remember to protect me..."

The words stopped suddenly, and her smile froze on her face.

Maybe she doesn't have to worry about anyone leaking this secret.

In the ruins and bloody mud pit, Ji Jue fell to the ground, breathing hard, looking so embarrassed.

And on his body, the remaining dragon blood was still spreading slowly, distorting his flesh and blood, twisting his body, and growing a layer of strange scales, gradually taking away the human glow from his eyes.

Evil transformation.

The aberration that makes the Chosen Ones pale when they hear it is spreading and dying.

But he seemed to be indifferent, even though he had already reached his limit.

"What's wrong, Sister Wen?"

Ji Jue raised his head and smiled with difficulty on his face covered with dirt and mud: "Have I... made a difference today?"

"..."

Shocked suddenly, Wen Wen was silent, but suddenly recalled the words they said when they said goodbye yesterday. And the young man's smile back then, and now, so sure and calm.

"Well, that's right."

She stretched out her hand, solemnly wiped the dust off Ji Jue's face, and told him, "It's my honor to meet you."

"ah?"

Ji Jue was stunned, with a confused look on his face, fearing that Wen Wen's next sentence would be, "I think you still have your charm."

But then, he saw Wen Wen stand up solemnly, take a step back, raise his hand again, grasp the crystallized thunder gun that fell from the sky, and aim it at his face.

"Don't worry, you won't feel any pain."
To be continued...