When I was supposed to be slaying the dragon, I accidentally started cultivating immortality

On the upper reaches of the Yangtze River, on board the Monyach.

The human-shaped black shadow was wrapped in a raincoat, and the whip-like long tail behind him was curled up with a sword. The figure stretched out his palm, and the sword hilt fell into his palm.

A sudden flash of lightning suddenly appeared, and the cold light tore through the darkness in the rain curtain for a moment, illuminating the figure's bright golden eyes as bright as magma and its long black tail like a scorpion's tail.

The sudden change made everyone stunned for a moment. After the lightning, thunder resounded, and Professor Mance suddenly pulled out the modified Colt Python from his waist. The roaring thunder could not suppress the sound of gunfire, and in the three dense fires , three .357 Magnum bullets penetrated the figure's raincoat, making the sound of hitting metal.

But Professor Mance knew very well that it was definitely not metal, but scales.

The raincoat was so violent that it burst and shattered from the inside, and the figure immediately became taller, with blue-black scales covering its whole body. Only its face still barely maintained a human appearance, but it was not similar to Rediso at all. The palm holding the sword hilt has sharp claws protruding, and bone spurs protrude from the joints.

This is its more comfortable posture. Although it is not impossible to pretend to be a human being, it is very uncomfortable. It is like a person curling himself up all the time. He can only exert a very small part of his strength. Otherwise, He wouldn't be forced back by a hybrid.

The dragon looked at Lu Mingfei - although it was forced to retreat mainly because it was pretending to be a human and couldn't exert its power at all, the power of this hybrid was still a bit exaggerated.

Lu Mingfei also looked at the dragon - no wonder this aura always made him feel a little weird. It turned out to be a dragon disguised as a human.

"Dragon..." Professor Mance squeezed out the word through his teeth.

"Huh?" The dragon stood quietly, and the bullets dropped by its feet with a crisp sound that could be clearly heard in the pouring rain.

After the sound of bullets hitting the ground, the entire ship fell into silence. A pair of golden pupils were lit up. People who felt that they were not of sufficient blood lowered their heads and lowered their gazes, not daring to look into the dragon's eyes, for fear that they would be controlled and used to attack teammates.

Apart from the sound of pouring rain and waves blown by the wind, there was only the sound of heavy and alert breathing on the boat. Lu Mingfei supported the fallen Jielin, and her blood flowed out from the transparent holes in the front and back of the diving suit, mixing with the rain. Water dripped on the ground.

"What? Are you going to let those poor people in the water continue to soak in the Yangtze River?" Long asked.

Professor Mance still couldn't quite realize what happened. He only knew that a dragon had entered his ship, and that the dragon had just snatched a very precious alchemy weapon from the Bronze City from their hands.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't intend to hurt you," Long said something that everyone expected. "Killing you will do me no good. I'm not one of those irritable crazy people. I don't want to do that kind of hard work." Good thing."

Dragons don't hurt people? Everyone who heard this was stunned for a moment, as if the sheep heard the wolf swearing "I don't eat meat."

"I'm only here for useful things," Long turned his attention to a figure wearing a diving suit. That figure was wearing a diving helmet. Because the outside air was cold enough, the white steam covered the inner mask, making it difficult to see clearly from the outside. With a face and demeanor, a waterproof, bulging bag hung on the diving suit, a sharp claw stretched out, "Give me what you brought out of it, and I will leave immediately without hurting anyone."

"You may have some misunderstanding about the word 'no harm'." Lu Mingfei, who was on the side, supported Jielin and complained.

"I just punctured one of her lungs by the way. Other than that, I avoided all the important organs and didn't even damage the ribs." Long shrugged. "Even if she doesn't receive treatment, she won't necessarily die."

He was right. Lu Mingfei had quietly checked Jielin's injury. It was not serious, but it was far from fatal for an A-level hybrid like her. She was not even unconscious.

"Then should I thank you on her behalf?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Professor Mance on the side had to admire Lu Mingfei's fearlessness in the face of danger. He could still be so calm in the face of a dragon whose lineage was unknown. This courage was beyond the comparison of young people.

"You're welcome." Long played with the long sword in his hand, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and the tips of his claws carefully avoided the edge.

"Then I have to thank you on behalf of the person you pretended to be," Lu Mingfei said, "I guess you didn't kill him, right?"

"It's a pity," the dragon shook his head, "he should have passed through the Gate of Hel by now."

"But you should thank me, because he is a traitor, and betrayal should not be forgiven anywhere. I executed him for you, and it saves you trouble."

"Do dragons also throw dirty water on others? I thought you would not do such a thing if you were as arrogant as you." Professor Mance answered - this was not the first time he had faced a pure-blooded dragon, but this was his first time. Communicate with a dragon once.

In his impression, dragons have stronger intelligence than humans, but they are absolutely unable to communicate with them. As a result, this impression was broken today.

But it is indeed a good thing to be able to communicate. At least he can delay time. In this emergency situation, Norma has more autonomy to act. She should have already informed everyone on the ship and contacted the Kassel headquarters. Although no matter how you think about it, it seems too late to send reinforcements at this time, and what's more terrible is that the weapons they brought were not many, and a considerable number of them were left behind in the Bronze City.

"Arrogance? Let that kind of thing go to hell," Long sneered. "The reason why those idiots lost to you is because they cling to that useless arrogance. Arrogance should be the privilege of the winner. Only the winner is qualified to stand From the clouds, looking down at all living beings from high above.”

Professor Mance was shocked - the characteristics or weaknesses of dragons were once used as a breakthrough point for the secret party to kill some advanced dragons. They once thought that all dragons had extremely high intelligence, but emotions could be decisive at any time. A species that submerges reason and turns into a beast. They are cunning but arrogant, cruel and value family affection. They will inevitably become angry when they are sad...

But now it seems there's a dragon that doesn't have these exploitable flaws - and that's not good news.

"But I did not smear this human named...well, Rediso," Long showed a ferocious smile, "Don't you humans have some kind of Internet, and your intelligence system is very developed based on modern technology? Why don't you go check it out? What about checking this person named Rediso? For example, checking his Internet access records, call records, or whether he has changed his phone card or something?"

Professor Mance felt a chill wrap around his whole body, and he shivered subconsciously.

This dragon...why does it understand human society so well? How much does it still know, how many things has it mastered, and how many years has it studied human society?

"I know you are stalling for time, but it doesn't matter," Long's other words made Professor Mance's heart beat faster again, "Because I also need to move my muscles and shrink to such a small size, just like you humans have been doing. Squatting will inevitably make your feet numb, but fortunately I have completely recovered now, so..."

"You still have three minutes to make a decision." Long raised his sword and pointed the fiery red blade directly at Professor Mance, "Professor Mance, right? I've heard other people on this ship call you that, and you are here. Leader, right? Decide, hand over those um...things outside your body, right? Take the initiative to hand over those things outside your body, or should I kill you and take them away myself?"

"I suggest you give more thought to the first option, so that it saves both of us trouble."

…

In the cabin, in Zhou Minhao's room.

"Holy crap! Zhou Minhao, what did you say? Your ship was invaded by a dragon?" Opposite the computer screen, Nuwa spat out a sip of tea but didn't bother to wipe it away. "Is the news true?"

"The notification from the artificial intelligence of Kassel College cannot be a joke," Zhou Minhao smiled bitterly, "I really won the lottery this time... I don't know if the Dragon Slaying Platform can deal with this dragon."

"I'll report it to the elders right away and rush over. You think of a way to hold me back. Don't go up and pull out the Dragon Slaying Platform like an idiot. Do you know that you will die after pulling it out?" Master Wa stood up from the computer chair suddenly. The figure leaves the camera range.

"This can't be delayed by procrastination..." The corner of Zhou Minhao's mouth became increasingly bitter.

Reaching out to lift the dragon-slaying platform beside him, Zhou Minhao took a deep breath, ignored Norma's "danger warning", opened the door and walked out.

…

on deck.

"No need to think about it," Lu Mingfei handed the injured Jielin to a sailor beside him to support him, "I have a third option here."

"What?" Long asked with interest.

"You can choose to leave within three minutes." Lu Mingfei said.

"Oh? If I understand correctly, you mean to give me three minutes to hold only this sword and pretend that I have never seen that package," Long pointed at Old Tang's diving suit with a sharp claw. Put on the fixed bag and "leave in despair with half of the loot?"

"To condense it, I mean, I'll give you three minutes to escape," Lu Mingfei smiled, "Oh, there are only two minutes and forty seconds left."

"Haha...hahahahahaha!" Long laughed heartily, and stopped laughing after a full ten seconds, staring at Lu Mingfei, "Your joke is not funny at all, but I still decided to support it, after all, If no one cares about the last joke he made during his lifetime, then he is a bit too pitiful."

"Indeed, but your joke is really not good, so please forgive me because I can't laugh." Lu Mingfei shook his head.

"I must admit that you have one of the best psychological qualities among all the humans I have ever met." Long pointed at the other people around Lu Mingfei, "Especially when these people don't even dare to look into my eyes. , it makes you even more interesting. Excuse me, are you not afraid of my eyes?"

As a second-generation species, although he cannot release the royal domain like the first-generation species, it stands to reason that his eyes can still intimidate almost all humans and most hybrids.

"Do you know heat vision?" Lu Mingfei asked.

"..." Long was silent for a moment, grinning back crazily, "It's so interesting, I'm becoming more and more interested in you now..."

"You have to give him and the bag to me later," the dragon looked at Professor Mance. It still felt that Professor Mance was the person in charge, "Such an interesting person can definitely become the best attendant!"

The dragon's attendant is, of course, Deadpool.

"Oh, by the way," Long reminded, "You still have one minute!"

Professor Mance's face twitched, and he didn't know whether he should admire Lu Mingfei's fearless dedication to take the initiative to draw hatred on him, or whether he should take out two quick-acting Jiuxin Pills now.

"Everyone else," Lu Mingfei stared at Long, said, "except Fingel and Old Tang, all of them went to hide in the main control room and the inner cabin."

Fengel, who was standing next to Lu Mingfei with a sword on his back, looked confused.

Old Tang, wearing a diving suit, nodded his helmet and said "hmm" angrily.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that won't work," Long stretched out a finger and waved, "I won't let the weak persimmons run away by themselves. If anyone dares to move, I can only advance the countdown..."

Before the dragon could finish speaking, a blurry black shadow had already rushed towards it.

Fingel, who was standing next to Lu Mingfei, only felt a sharp blow on his back, and Lu Mingfei beside him had disappeared.

"clang--"

The sound of metal clashing sounded, and the barrier knife held by Lu Mingfei slashed at the dragon's outstretched forearm, sparks flying in the rain - if this forearm hadn't blocked it, the knife would have struck the dragon's neck. superior.

"Ouch!" Long Na was covered with fine scales, and a look of surprise could be seen on Long Na's human-like face, "Are you really a mixed race?"

It had always referred to the hybrids present as humans, and it had not changed its tune until this moment.

The blade was slightly embedded into the blue and black scales. Although it was only a little bit, this was already possible with the largest caliber anti-material sniper rifle equipped with armor-piercing bullets.

"No, I'm pure blood." Lu Mingfei chuckled, swung the knife with his backhand, and pointed it directly at Long's side.

"Is your word spirit the type that strengthens the body?" Long used his other arm to block the slashing knife again. Even though he was holding the sword in his hand, he still chose to use the scales of his forearm to block it. "It's a pity that the mixed-race will be blocked again." No matter how you strengthen your body, you can only reach the level of a low-level dragon."

The long whip penetrated the rain curtain silently and pointed at Lu Mingfei's lower abdomen - it didn't want to kill Lu Mingfei yet.

"guessed wrong."

Brilliant golden flames rushed out from Lu Mingfei's lower abdomen, and the golden fire snake licked the dragon's long tail. The long black tail retracted faster than when it came, and even the dragon's body was retreating. .

The golden flame did not explode, but it only flashed in the air for a moment and then dissipated.

"Aren't you leaving yet?" Lu Mingfei turned his face slightly and looked at the shocked people behind him.

"Brother Fei, my knife..." Fingel said weakly.

"You go too, and I'll pay you back after the beating," Lu Mingfei shrugged, "I can't fight someone with a sword with my bare hands, right?"

The Seven Deadly Sins and Siming were actually lying in the Book of Heaven, but it was inconvenient for him to take them out now, so he had to borrow Fingel's knife first.

Needless to say, although this thing is not a top-level alchemy weapon in itself, it is more powerful and heavy. If it can be focused more, it should feel quite good.

Behind Lu Mingfei, the others hesitated for a moment, and stepped back tentatively while on guard. Su Xiaoqiang hesitated for a moment. She could feel the terrifying aura of the dragon. With her current strength, she could stay here. I'm afraid it can only hold us back.

"What kind of spirit are you talking about?" Long narrowed his eyes, his expression became serious, and he didn't even care about those who were retreating towards the main control room and the inner cabin.

The scales at the end of its long tail have dried up and cracked. Raindrops dripped on it, and they were roasted by the high temperature left on it by the flames and turned into curls of white steam. The end of its tail spines was almost burned just after it was swept by the fire. It was burnt. It had never seen such a terrifying flame spirit. Even Junyan seemed to turn into a docile candle in the face of such high temperature.

"I'll tell you when you die." Lu Mingfei opened his stance - in fact, he didn't need to fight Feidelong, but he had just broken through the heartbeat state and needed a strong enough enemy to verify his current strength.

"Mingfei, knife!" Su Xiaoqiang pulled off the saber from his waist and threw it at Lu Mingfei - she couldn't help much by staying here, but at least she could leave the weapon to Lu Mingfei.

The dragon rushed forward fiercely, obviously not intending to let Lu Mingfei get the weapon. Golden flames suddenly appeared in front of Lu Mingfei, and two pairs of dragon wings still stained with blood spread out from behind the dragon. In front of it, a fierce wind Appearing out of thin air, the wind summoned by Yan Ling mixed with the wind fanned by dragon wings, trying to blow back Lu Mingfei's flames.

However, the golden flame was almost unaffected and rolled over, so it could only retreat.

Reaching out to catch the cavalry sword thrown by Su Xiaoqiang, Lu Mingfei swung away the golden flame.

"Dragon? That's it?" Lu Mingfei raised his eyebrows and looked at the dragon in front of him, "Three minutes are up. It seems you have little hope for life."

The others had already withdrawn, leaving only Long, Old Tang and Lu Mingfei on the deck.

Long looked at Lu Mingfei coldly: "You don't understand what you are doing, stupid hybrid."

Lu Mingfei looked at it with a very strange look: "Believe me, this sentence is more suitable for you."

"Old Tang!" Lu Mingfei threw the sword to Old Tang, "Do it!"

"Got the order!"

After unloading the bag and throwing it on the ground, Old Tang held the knife in one hand and took off the helmet of the diving suit with the other hand.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mr. Long felt that this hybrid wearing a diving suit seemed a little... familiar?