"Interesting mixed-race species, I didn't expect that such a nonsensical thing as a mixed-race king could actually be made with a mixed-race species."

Ying Chen was still sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain, but the original chessboard had disappeared and turned into a crystal clear water surface like an ancient mirror.

In the picture, the young man with fighting spirit soared into the sky held the hilt of the sword wrapped around his hand, and the giant blade flashed with a pitch-black light, counterattacked into the sky, carrying endless violence, and rushed towards Constantine.

The powerful momentum even crushed the dragon clan around the battlefield to death, like a desperate ancient dragon.

"And, his knife should have been forged with your bones."

Ying Chen looked at the black light wrapped around and said with certainty.

"Why is the road to the gods, the road to the gods called the road to the gods? If no one has ever set foot on this road, then he is a dead end rather than a road to the gods."

Niedhog replied.

"In ancient times, someone passed by?"

Ying Chen's expression seemed very strange. To be honest, he actually knew the difficulty of the road to the gods, and he thought he had enough say in this regard.

Even the next generation of Niedhog's direct bloodline given by the system before, as well as the perfect blood-burning technology, plus his large and small plug-ins, he has to be patient and accumulate for eighteen years.

How did the weak bloodline, poor time, and imperfect technology of ordinary mixed-race species go through the path of the gods?

"Born with high purity bloodline and extremely powerful combat talent, after experiencing bloody battles, death-death battles, countless times of dying life, and death-death life, there is a chance to become a hybrid king."

Niedhog spoke out what he knew about achieving a mixed-race monarch.

He once deduced this result after witnessing the birth of a mixed race.

Only after countless transformations of life and death can one defeat the will of dragons that continue to grow with oneself with the will to die, and finally achieve the achievements of the king with the body of a mixed race, break through the limits of humanity, and be invincible.

This is the formal way, because this is the rules he made.

"So, is anyone working?"

"No."

Niedhog honestly told the results he knew.

This is just the result of my own deduction. Although there must be a possibility that it can be realized, it has only been a few years since then, and that kind of combat genius is probably not born yet.

"Then, how do you explain him?"

Ying Chen stared at the boy who was fighting bloody battle with Constantine in the picture.

The violent momentum reminded him of Sun Wukong.

If Constantine was still cowardly or had not broken through her limits, she would probably be killed by the mixed-race monarch who was dancing wildly in the first moment, and the more she fought, the more brave he became.

"He is not a normal person. I think you can see that the world is so big that there are endless variables in life. I didn't expect such a freak to exist."

Even Niedhog had devoted enough attention to the boy, and it was really a miracle that his existence was.

"Indeed, all the positive genes of the dragon clan are manifested, and the genes of the four kings are combined in complementary forms. It has to be said that he is a natural king, a living miracle!"

Ying Chen couldn't help but be amazed at this guy's luck.

"As for his knife, it was probably the previous physical death, and they stole part of his bones.

"I once died in this country, and the dragon body naturally merged into the land, but they still stole part of their power in special ways."

Niedhog also looked at the figure in the picture who was stabbing the king with a human body, and looked at the giant blade in his hand, recalling the time he was killed in the distant mythological era. He continued:

"But it's too few, and it's just a skeleton of the body. I didn't care at all. I didn't expect to meet it again here. They actually practiced this thing into a knife and passed it down."

"The combat power is extraordinary and the weapons are powerful. Who do you think they live and die?"

"Won't"

"What?"

"This battle will not divide life and death."

“I think…”

Ying Chen wanted to say something, but after the two people who collided with each other in the picture tried to get ahead of each other, they retreated and hid among the troops.

"Has you compromised..."

Ying Chen looked at the two people who were retreating and said "and" to express his anger towards "out of context", but he could understand it.

Both sides are important combat forces of their respective races, so naturally they cannot separate life and death from the first moment on the battlefield. That is irresponsible to the race.

"roar!"

Constantine roared, as if expressing her power to the figure that was evenly matched with him.

Well, Constantine is not, he only cares about his brother, and now his brother is dead, He wants to crush the murderer who killed his brother to death.

"I'll kill you next time."

The tone of the mixed-race monarch was dull, just like he had just experienced a game.

The violent fighting spirit quickly gathered and returned to normal. Obviously, he contracted freely with his own strength and emotions.

Only the surging dragon power was left reverberating in the battlefield, offsetting the overwhelming wrath of the king.

He obviously only came here to test the strength of the Dragon Clan king and protect this line of defense. After all, only this monarch was born in the world.

Of course, if the monarch is not strong enough, he will naturally be killed immediately.

And now he is very strong, and he can even tie himself and fight for life and death.

Although he is confident that he will definitely be killed by himself in the end, at least it is not now, and it is not the time yet.

Then, the formation of troops clashed here, but with the confrontation between the two main generals, the fierceness of the battlefield dropped significantly.

The Dragon Clan's army is not stupid either. They know that there is an existence comparable to a king on the other side. The probability of them breaking through the Great Wall is not high. Even if they break through, they will be killed by the mixed-race species comparable to the king at the first time.

Therefore, we mainly use the power of the hybrid species and humans as much as possible to collide and explode.

"You transferred Constantine here?"

After watching the confrontation, Ying Chen also withdrew his gaze and asked Niedhog.

"Yes, because China is the place where I once died, this place may be a little special, and some things even make me a little confused after fermentation."

Niedhog said calmly:

"So I asked Constantine to explore the way first, but wasn't this trying out a mixed-race monarch?"

“Is this important?”

“………”

Niedhog was silent. Indeed, this kind of thing was not important, because in the face of absolute violence, everything was fragile and their plans were not hindered from the beginning.

Of course, the premise is that the two of them cooperate and do not cause trouble to each other.

"How are your abilities now?"

Of course, he lived a fulfilling life.

In order to curb the root of the riots in his body, he must study and implement this power that directly connects to the Kingdom of God at all times.

And now it's almost done.

To eliminate cholera, the power that runs through the whole world is about to reappear, and I will be crowned as king!

......

The messy room was covered with messy floors. Through the broken glass, you could clearly see the broken walls outside the window. The whole city seemed to be ignited by flames, burning with war.

A second generation planted outside this city and recovered from a mountain range, and once it was born, it began to cholera.

Because of the severe forms across the country, mixed races or military forces did not come here to stop them as soon as possible, and the city could only organize its own armed forces to guard them.

However, humans and hybrid species are no match for pure blood species or even next generation species after all. Even if they experience an epic enhanced balance, they are still inferior to the power of the dragon clan that shakes the mountains.

Even the next generation can destroy the buildings with just a little move, causing the blockbusters to die.

Most of the soldiers fell, and the surviving people hid in the corners of the city, but the next generation did not leave abnormally.

He wandered around this area as if he had received some command, like an evil ghost returning from hell, who occasionally pulled out one or two survivors and killed them.

He was only active in one area, which was also the reason why he could not be attacked immediately.

A boy was hiding in a broken house. He looked at the ignited world outside the window in panic, with fear and confusion in his eyes.

His name is Lu Mingfei, and he studied at the Shilan High School, a noble school. He was dispensable in the school. He was like a little transparent girl who had a crush on her and didn't dare to confess. He was just a real despicable boy.

But just yesterday, since the roar that resounded through the world, he found that the whole world seemed to have become different, more beautiful, and more cruel at the same time.

The beauty is that he seems to feel stronger, and he feels like he can penetrate a building with one punch, but the cruel thing is that the naked law of the jungle.

The giant beasts resurrected, like monsters running out of the game, followed by killing, crazy killing.

Everyone was dead, and aunt, uncle, and Lu Mingze were all dead in front of him.

He felt powerless and scared, and he had never had that feeling in his life. I think so, how rich can a weak boy have.

And the most fatal thing is that he felt that there were no survivors around him, and he felt that everyone had been killed by that monster.

Only myself is left, like the lonely darkness wrapping itself, and I feel like I am shrouding in a dark cocoon.

Only he was left in this dark room, struggling with bloodshot eyes to look at the remaining fire among the embers, quietly waiting for death and waiting for the arrival of that monster.

His spirit is now highly concentrated, and he is as tense as a bow with a full string, as if he will collapse because of something strange.

The feeling of despair of witnessing the death of his loved ones was shrouding little by little, swallowing him, like a shadow spreading in his heart.

"Will I die?"

"It's coming soon."

"When will the monster come? I really want to end this fucking life soon."
Chapter completed!