Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Chapter 486 The Angry Dragon King (3)

Flamel couldn't figure out what was going on, so he drew aside the curtains and looked outside. The academy should have been quiet in the second half of the night, but now it was brightly lit and extremely lively.

They've started gathering manpower again. What's going on? Didn't they just return from San Francisco not long ago?

A group of specialists had to leave before they even had time to sit down.

Flamel was a little curious, so he ran down from the attic. When he arrived at the principal's office on the first floor, he saw Beowulf sitting in front of the computer with a serious look on his face.

"Beowulf, what are you doing?" Flamel asked. "What's going on outside?"

"You should ask Han Qiu what he's doing and see for yourself." Beowulf turned the computer screen towards Flamel.

There was fire on the screen, and it was filled with fog, darkness and fire, dimness and whiteness, and nothing could be seen clearly.

Flamel frowned and was about to say something when a monster flew out from the mist and skimmed through the air, its membrane wings spread and lava flowing in its pupils.

"Han Qiu did not leave the Chen family." Beowulf said.

"Is this Han Qiu?" Flamel asked in surprise.

Han Qiu's face did not appear in the picture. Even if it was shown, Flamel might not be able to recognize him given his dragon-like appearance.

"The Chen family said yes. He showed the ability and pressure that only the first generation of kings could possess. Both the Chen family and the academy had misjudged Han Qiu's strength before. We underestimated him, too much. Even without Jörmungandr, he would be just as dangerous." Beowulf explained.

"Now?"

"The evacuees from various families are rushing back. They may not make it in time. By the time they get there, the Chen family's manor will probably have become a wasteland. Pompey just talked to me on the phone. Gattuso plans to use divine punishment to solve the problem at the critical moment if the Chen family is unable to stop Han Qiu."

Flamel scratched his head and asked, "I can tell from the madness here. Everyone is a little crazy. Are they going to ignore the ordinary people in San Francisco?"

"This is an angry dragon king. There is no other way to deal with it," said Beowulf.

"Okay, whatever you want. Anyway, nominally speaking, I am no longer the vice-president and I am still in prison. I have no right to interfere in these matters." Flamel said this, but still asked, "Have you agreed to Gattuso's plan?"

"I have no reason to refuse." Beowulf looked at Flamel and said seriously, "We can no longer allow Han Qiu to act recklessly. Now that we have confirmed that he is a king, we must kill him in time."

"That's right, then let's kill him. Since Lu Mingfei appeared, we seem to have never worried about the strength of the first generation of kings. Now we have to do the same as before."

"I have the confidence to kill him. There is no need for divine punishment." Beowulf said confidently: "All the immortals have been sent out, and each family is also sending more people, and even some secret means."

"In this case, the ownership of the Dragon Bone Cross will be very troublesome, this kind of hodgepodge dragon slaying." Flamel said.

"That's a question that can only be discussed after Han Qiu dies, and the dragon bone cross may not exist. Han Qiu dared to do this, so he must have formed a cocoon in advance."

"Maybe. Will you be there in person this time?" Flamel asked.

"Well." Beowulf stood up, "The men have been gathered, and it's time for me to set off. There's no time to waste."

……

Han Qiu folded his wings and stood on top of the palace.

He checked the condition of the woman in his arms and found that her breathing was stable and she was not seriously injured.

The mist felt a little hot because of the scorching fire. If it weren't for Han Qiu's protection, the mist would have made the woman lose a layer of skin.

The air strikes continued, with helicopters carrying shells, completely unconcerned that this was their own family.

With one shot, the entire palace was overturned.

Han Qiu didn't want to waste too much time. He wanted to figure out the Chen family's affairs before the power of cause and effect was exhausted.

Helicopters were destroyed one after another in the fierce battle. During this time, he took the time to send the woman to Nono's room without anyone knowing.

The fire was somewhat contained under his control, and the number of blood-sucking sickles began to decrease sharply.

He has already demonstrated the difference in strength and weakened the Chen family's power. There is no need to continue wasting energy like this. Hunting is an enjoyable process.

The old guy was locked in the chaos, with a clear target.

Lot Chen felt that gaze and looked back from behind the wall of people. There was a pair of bloodthirsty eyes hidden in the mist.

"Kill him." Lot Chen gave the order and turned and walked into the building.

As the head of the family, he did not flee from the battlefield, but prepared more powerful means to deal with Han Qiu.

He cursed the academy in his heart for being a bunch of trash. They had been struggling with Han Qiu's matter for nearly a year and had yet to figure out his identity and true strength.

How dare they be so careless towards a target of Dragon King level? Do they really think slaying a dragon is a game?

Han Qiu looked at the group of guys in protective suits. They were indeed fully armed and wrapped tightly to deal with the fog and the blood-sucking sickle.

I just don’t know how many slaps you can withstand.

Han Qiu was like a ghost and dodged most of the bullets. He didn't care about the few that hit him, as they only hurt a little.

He saw the middle-aged man in the crowd, the guy who provoked him, that was Nono's father, Chen Yan.

I really want to slap this guy to death and give Nuonuo some face.

Chen Yan hid in the dark. He thought he was stealth enough and would not be discovered. Han Qiu also gave him the opportunity to hide, but in fact he had already seen through him.

Han Qiu rushed towards the crowd with a sneer. He didn't use words to fight the artillery battle because he was giving Nuonuo face, not because he couldn't hold on due to his strength.

Chen Yan pulled the trigger when Han Qiu's back turned. The pure fire element contained a deadly spiritual element.

This flame was purer than the one released by Han Qiu. It burned everything and ignited large buildings in an instant.

The crowd retreated, fearing that they would be caught in such a fire.

Burning blood, I didn't expect the Chen family could also get this kind of thing. Han Qiu guessed that it was a gift from Beowulf to each family, otherwise he would not be recognized in such a position.

It was very generous of them to divide up all of Constantine's belongings.

"It should have hit." Chen Yan looked at the center of the fire expressionlessly. There was nothing there.

"Don't you think you're ridiculous?" Han Qiu's voice came from the flames.

He came here naked, and he was used to being naked.

"Didn't the person who gave you this bullet tell you how to use it? You should have launched a sneak attack instead of shooting under my attention. The sniper rifle's range is more suitable for this bullet. I'm sorry, you missed it." Han Qi's voice was like a ghost.

The flames burned his flesh and blood, and then his flesh and blood recovered visibly.

"You are so disgusting that you can even take ordinary people hostage." Han Qiu suddenly approached, walked through the crowd, and stood directly in front of Chen Yan.