MTL - C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons-v5 Chapter 50 sword weight (1)

It's like going for a ride.

Such thoughts popped into Luo Yin's mind.

Groups of dragon subspecies chased behind them, the gunfire and gunfire were like fireworks, and the cold wind and snow couldn't catch up with them.

He finally saw the steel high wall erected on the ice field in the distance, City 23.

Copy of words, sword control.

The double realm was superimposed and released, and the heavy iron gate covered by the ice layer was dented and deformed, opening to both sides.

The resplendent hall was deserted, and motorcycles sped past marble tiles and red carpets.

"Is anyone home?"

boom!

Jun Yan, it's so useful.

The exit of the hall, along with the wall, was blown to pieces at the same time, and the motorcycle continued to gallop through the gap.

The biological current of Yanling Snake spreads around through the metal, and the building structure and the location of all life form a clear image in Luo Yin's brain.

"Turn left and fall after thirty meters."

Susie pressed her right foot against the wall, and the heavy motorcycle almost took off in the narrow passage.

Tiancongyun unsheathed, and the motorcycle fell from the crack in the floor to the negative floor.

"Found them. Go straight and smash them all away."

High-quality human bosses continue to navigate you.

They are not guinea pigs trapped in a maze, just remove everything in front of them.

Twelve black swords had their edges outward and surrounded the motorcycle. Those little cuties who jumped out of the corridors, ceilings, and empty rooms suddenly, their claws were cut off before they rubbed against the paint of the car.

The concrete wall at the end of the corridor burst, and the motorcycle rushed straight through the wall and landed on the steel bridge more than 50 meters above the ground.

They entered the inner layer of City 23. The extravagant halls on the outside used to host auction guests in previous years, and the inside is a giant factory with a rough style.

"Release them."

It's that old man again.

The dome above suddenly cracked, and the six-meter-long dragon-shaped Deadpool fell from the sky from the metal cavity of the roof, stretching its body and disabled dragon wings.

Luo Yin in the back seat of the motorcycle pouted, the sneak attack would not have any effect on him.

Susie stopped the operation of the Pandora device, and her bloodline broke through the upper limit, rapidly climbing from A+ to the next-generation level.

The metal railing on the iron bridge was directly twisted and broken by the violent magnetic field, and the motorcycle flew out of the iron bridge and fell to the ground. This is their offensive line.

"Take some strength."

In most situations, Susie alone is enough. She alone is a mighty army.

Twelve black swords swept through the trajectory of extremely geometric beauty, they passed through the gaps between bones and muscles, pierced, cut, and black blood poured out like rain.

The nine dragon-shaped Deadpools had their wings cut off almost at the same time, and the falling dragon and snake roared towards them in mid-air. But the motorcycle hovered eerily, and then drove off in mid-air.

"Tsk tsk."

Not being able to speak and being mentally retarded is really sad.

The Deadpools landed **** the steel ground like dumplings, and the bones with exaggerated strength were broken into pieces.

There was a loud noise from Duang, the sound of a heavy motorcycle crushing on its skull.

The black swords that erupted in the field of alchemy slashed and slashed, but they could not cut their spines for a while.

In order not to make the scene too bloody, Luo Yin used Tian Congyun to give them a good time.

"Have you had enough?"

Luo Yin raised his head and observed the surrounding environment.

The interior of City No. 23 is a structure similar to a metal honeycomb, and the layers are connected by stairs and iron bridges.

Further down should be the nuclear reactor for power supply. No, there should also be the corpse of the Lord of the Seas and Waters.

The guards and researchers inside the shelter stood by the railing, watching the two uninvited guests nervously.

No one dared to point a gun at them. What has just been released is the product of the base second only to the immortal in lethality, the guards privately call it "tyrant", and those winged serpents are killed like chickens.

Light spots scattered in the air, condensing an illusory human form.

"Never mind, we just need to verify that you are who we are looking for. Welcome, young Samaria."

Holographic projection, the system cannot detect identity information. But Luo Yin could roughly guess the identity of the old man.

Those related to the last princess of the Tsarist royal family, coupled with his black robe, the heavily worn silver cross on his chest, and his light blue eyes with strong charisma, there are only a handful of people who meet this condition.

"Surprising, not so surprising, Father Gregory."

Gregory Yefimovich Rasputin, the eternal stain in the history of the Orthodox Church, "Demon Monk" Rasputin.

According to the later research of the secret party, he is 100% a high-level mixed race, at least A-level.

Except for the Presbytery of the Secret Party, Luo Yin rarely saw Angers' peers. Rasputin was even nearly ten years older than the principal.

But based on his wheelchair and ventilator, Rasputin is estimated to be out of hooligan.

"Her Royal Highness The Queen is in poor health, so the younger version of her will do it for her."

Rasputin waved his arms as thin as a branch, and the light and shadow condensed another person beside him.

The cloned princess who was beaten up by Luo Yin in City 12 and went berserk is now sitting in a wheelchair and taking a drip.

He almost didn't hold back, but Luo Yin was suffocated by his extremely high level of civilization. Opposite this combination of old, weak, sick and disabled.

Anastasia stared at him indifferently, she was certain that Luo Yin was the white dragon that invaded not long ago.

"Ro, I admire the way you named it. the Good Samaritan.

They were united with foreigners, considered by their fellow Israelites to be half-breeds, expelled in isolation, and settled in the mountains of the northern land.

But when an Israelite encounters a robber, the noble priests and Levites stand on the sidelines, and only the Samaritans come to help.

When I read this story, I was neither moved nor enlightened.

I just think, Samaritan, how lonely, how noble, how lost, how... sad! "

"You think too much, I just think of a foreign name."

Rasputin was noncommittal, smiling.

Luo Yin: "Don't get too close. I have what you want here, just tell me."

"You are the one who killed the Wind King and destroyed the World Tree."

said the priest with certainty.

Luo Yin was a little surprised. Odin modifies the world's memory, and there are not many who know it.

Among the insiders in the secret party, no one saw his dragon transformation process.

"[Eternal memory~www.novelbuddy.com~ What a great work, it can even fight against the world's super words."

Rasputin exclaimed sincerely. This is an existence that violates the basic laws of alchemy, and even the first generation species may not be able to create such a thing.

Luo Yin's face darkened. His first works, so far only circulate within the secret party and the Samaritans, and each of them will be registered.

But with the financial resources of the evolutionary faction, it is normal to be able to get it quietly. There are no airtight walls.

"Stop hiding yourself.

We believe in power and power like dragons, and that girl next to you, someone like her would never follow an ordinary alchemist. "

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