Chapter 241 Dealing with dragons is actually very simple -

"Hey, what's wrong with this tactical nuclear weapon? Why can't it be activated according to their procedures?"

Inside the Nibelungen, in the passage formed by countless ice crystals, Beowulf's team has discovered something is wrong.

They tried to communicate with the technicians, but no matter how they called, there was only a silent rustling sound in the communicator.

The man in the luxurious mask walked over, and the terrifying heat emanating from his body gradually subsided. He also couldn't understand these weapons, and there were not many markings on the surface of the tactical nuclear bombs.

"Since it can't be started, forget it."

He had some vague guesses about this, but there was no need to emphasize it at this time.

"Dean, have you found Leviathan?"

Someone asked.

"No, there is only one second-generation creature, the dragon servant of Leviathan."

"Do we need to divide our forces?"

Someone turned on the detection device, and the complicated frost channels were dazzling.

"It is a taboo to divide our forces when facing dragons. Although the Dragon King is weak, we should still respect their power. Unite our forces to kill the second generation, and then do our best to find the remains of the other party."

"Are you still chasing me?"

"There's no way to turn back now. We've already entered the Nibelungen, Siegfried's communication has been cut off, and there aren't many places where Leviathan can hide."

Dean glanced at his companions and said, "We have all dealt with dragons before. We all know the current state of Leviathan. This is the best opportunity. We should not leave the problem to future generations."

The group of dragon slayers fell silent. Ever since the first bloody conflict with dragons broke out, deeds of dragon slaying had filled their lives.

Comrades who turned to ash under the dragon's flames, traitors who chose to kowtow, the endless pool of death among the Nibelungs, and the Dragon King made a deep impression on them. Not only was he powerful, but he was also very cunning, with a great ability to save his own life, and the ability to be resurrected was even more troublesome.

If they were not so powerful, they would not have lived to this day to be awakened by the descendants of their family.

And now, an unprecedented opportunity seems to be before them.

The ancient king in the domain is struggling to survive, and the pressure from behind forces them not to care about the requests of their descendants. Now, they can make the choice they want most.

“It seems that there is no place for us in this era.”

Someone lowered the detonator, and he realized that the weapon was locked.

"Perhaps modern dragons and humans have reached a consensus. Why do I need to consider another dragon king if I want to slay a dragon?"

"Is it important?"

Dean said calmly.

"We are already dead, and our goal now is to drag these things that should have been buried with us in the tombstone thousands of years ago to die together."

They were once young people full of vitality, and the hatred among the dragon people only remained in the family classics. There were many enlightened people among them who wanted to stop this long war and find out the truth about the hatred.

But the moment the dragon's wings spread over their hometown, everything changed.

At that time, he felt that his blood was about to freeze and his whole body was cold. He frantically turned over the ruins, but no one was alive and everyone was dead. He became a lonely man because of the dragons.

This is hatred engraved in his blood. Even if he wants to turn back, the flame of hatred will not allow him to stop.

The blazing light burned, but the desperate situation never faltered him.

No one objected, because everyone standing here had a blood feud with dragons.

"Let's go then."

Dean's flames grew hotter and hotter, and he walked ahead, melting the ice crystals, towards the end of the ice cave.

Leather shoes stepped on the puddles. The ice cave was so quiet that it was frightening. Fortunately, apart from the ever-extending ice crystals, there were no living spirits and alchemical traps that were overwhelming in the normal Nibelungen. As they had judged, the current Dragon King was very weak. This resurrection should not take long. The other party had not had time to decorate his Nibelungen with the decorations of a Dragon King. In front was a diving bell, and on the side was a wide hole.

His companion walking behind patted him on the shoulder.

“There are traces.”

A faint arc of electricity flickered in the observer's eyes, and the shadow of the snake flowed in it, outlining an obscure mark between the ice.

"caught you."

The game of hide-and-seek is finally over. Killing the next generation will make us the Dragon King. What happens next has nothing to do with us anymore.

Dean held the hilt of the sword, the straight sword was ignited with flames, and he rushed out in a flash, rushing towards the ice in the blink of an eye. Then there was a sizzling sound of burning, and a dragon that had merged with the ice showed its elegant and dreamy outline in front of everyone for the first time.

boom--

The ice layer suddenly exploded, and a pillar of lightning shot up into the sky, blocking the deep blue dragon and also creating a duel space for Dean.

His toes touched the ground and the blood-burst state was fully activated, allowing Dean to accelerate from a standstill in an instant. The burning flames followed the sword and left brilliant traces in the air, cutting every inch of the air.

As expected, he is the strongest Beowulf.

His companions showed some admiration in their eyes. This state of almost completing the path to becoming a god is already the limit of human beings. Coupled with the words that are infinitely close to Zhulong's, not many dragons can gain the upper hand in a head-on battle with him. This is also the capital that allows him to survive until now.

But it won’t all be over any time soon.

They held their weapons and prepared their words. There was no doubt that the next generation was powerful. If they wanted to end the battle in a short time, they would need more help.

And this opportunity will not be too short.

"Close your eyes."

The observer watching the battlefield made a gesture, and everyone immediately pulled down the blindfolds of their masks.

Then, a light that made them feel hot even in the icy land fell on them, followed by the next generation's roar of pain.

"Do it!"

The sounds of iron armor scraping against ice rang out one after another. The dragon slayers chose to draw their swords and fight in close combat, rushing forward from all directions.

The lightning tore through the ice and struck straight down from the sky. Dean took a step forward and chased after it. The terrifying ice crystals spread out, but the moment they came into contact with the sword light that seemed to be burning, they became tiny and disappeared without a trace in an instant.

pat!

One of them threw out the alchemical equipment that he had prepared long ago, and the elements of the earth were woven into a giant net. As he leaped up and approached the dragon with death, he nailed rivets into its majestic eyes. The noose then tightened, dragging its winged body down.

boom! !

Silver lightning raged, and the observer swung out electric currents that swept across the dragon like a blade. The extremely luxurious dragon scales were decomposed as if they disappeared out of thin air, and then dragon blood splashed out.

More than ten people surrounded it, and after only a brief contact, they left countless hideous marks on that gorgeous body.

Silence. The only sound in the molten void was the sound of sharp blades cutting flesh. The dragon slayers covered each other, pushing their honed skills to the limit, like a pack of wolves surrounding a giant dragon, biting and attacking it.

Until someone was unable to dodge and was knocked to the ground by the dragon, blood spurted everywhere, until hysterical roars rang out.

"Human, please leave now. I will forgive you for your transgression."

The cold voice echoed, and the blood-soaked dragon roared.

But there was no answer, no one would listen to it, and the other dragon slayers rushed towards their prey in silence, weapons in hand.

It is actually very simple to deal with dragons.

Don't worry about what it says, just use this blade to cut it into pieces!

(End of this chapter)