novelraw Chapter 117 The Resurrected Ancient Dragon Clan
Chapter 117 The Resurrected Ancient Dragon Clan
Chapter 118 The Resurrected Ancient Dragon Clan
Zhang Qingzhe withdrew his gaze and continued walking forward.
After passing through a small park planted with ginkgo trees, you'll find the subway station entrance ahead.
He doesn't want to take a taxi today.
First, to save money;
Secondly, he enjoys the feeling of walking.
This allows him to feel closer to the pulse of the world, to perceive its breath and temperature, and to feel that he is no longer just an "outsider".
However, the moment this thought arose, the [magic circuit] within his body suddenly trembled, sending a sharp, uneasy tremor through it.
Zhang Qingzhe immediately stopped and his sharp gaze swept into the depths of the park.
On a crescent-shaped white bench sat a middle-aged man with an eerie demeanor.
He sat there like a frozen statue, a strangely incongruous smile on his face.
Those eyes slowly turned, sweeping across the surrounding crowd with disdain.
His expression was so proud and indifferent, like a shepherd counting his unsuspecting flock.
Just as he was reveling in this feeling of looking down from above, he suddenly realized something—
Among the flock of sheep, one "sheep" actually stopped and quietly observed him from the opposite direction.
The middle-aged man felt a surge of anger and abruptly turned his head away.
He wanted to warn the bold sheep, making it show the humility and obedience it deserved.
But there was no fear in Zhang Qingzhe's eyes; instead, they became even colder.
He clearly sensed that this person was "not right".
The other party exuded a chilling aura similar to that of a member of the "Deadpool" organization.
His eyes and expressions also revealed a kind of madness unique to a deeply corrupted "hunter".
This is an extremely dangerous and unstable mixture.
As an "outsider" to this world, Zhang Qingzhe could have pretended not to have noticed anything, turned around, and slipped into the subway station to escape.
But he has been through a lot recently and has met many people he cares about.
He felt that he was already deeply embedded in the fabric of this world.
Therefore, he cannot let this dangerous guy go unchecked.
The middle-aged man clearly received Zhang Qingzhe's silent provocation.
He slowly stood up, his muscles tensing up like steel wires, as if he were about to burst into a sprint at any moment.
But just then, something unexpected happened to Zhang Qingzhe.
A figure suddenly darted out from the bushes on the side!
The man conjured a longsword of energy unique to the [Construction School] in his hand and slashed it at the middle-aged man's shoulder.
The middle-aged man neither dodged nor evaded, but actually took the blow with his bare body!
The blade slashed into his muscle with a dull thud that made your teeth ache, but it didn't actually injure him.
With a simple backhand flick, the immense force sent the attacker flying backward, crashing heavily onto the lawn.
The park instantly descended into chaos.
The citizens screamed and scattered in all directions.
Young children were separated from their mothers by the crowd and fell to the ground crying loudly.
Their mothers, blocked outside by the human wall, could only utter anxious and desperate cries.
Zhang Qingzhe hesitated for a moment before temporarily withdrawing the card that was already between his fingers.
He rushed towards the fallen children first, spreading his arms to shield them in front of him.
At that moment, more armed men in uniform poured into the park and launched an attack on the middle-aged man.
Several fireballs were launched in unison, hurtling towards the target.
But what made Zhang Qingzhe's pupils shrink was—
That strange middle-aged man didn't draw any cards at all!
He simply raised one hand, and a semi-transparent energy shield materialized in front of him, easily deflecting all the fireballs.
Scattered sparks and a blast of wind rushed towards us.
Zhang Qingzhe shielded the child with one hand, and instantly activated the shield card with the other.
A pale golden light barrier unfolded in time, isolating the scorching air currents and debris from the outside.
The sound of sirens grew louder as police quickly cordoned off the area, surrounding the middle-aged man in the center.
Only then did Zhang Qingzhe recognize a somewhat familiar face among the group of armed men.
The man had a weathered face and a dark bluish-black stubble on his chin.
But what is most impressive are his unique eyes, which are a gray color like a cloudy, foggy day.
Gray eyes?
He is a "Hunter" of the Card Masters Association.
Just as Zhang Qingzhe recognized the other person, another unexpected change occurred in the scene!
The middle-aged eccentric suddenly sprang up, unleashing a chilling aura emanating from his body.
His limbs seemed to transform into heavy, blunt weapons, easily blasting away the hunters who surrounded him with simple, brutal, yet highly efficient and deadly movements.
Gray Eyes roared and pulled out a card to activate it.
His figure rapidly expanded in the light, transforming into a giant bear with dark fur, which pounced on the middle-aged monster and knocked him to the ground with ferocious force!
The other hunters swarmed forward, and it looked like they were about to subdue him.
However-
An ominous dark red glow suddenly burst forth from the skin of the middle-aged eccentric!
This light not only violently shook off the hunters who were being suppressed, but also tore off one of the giant bear's forearms!
Zhang Qingzhe's pupils suddenly contracted.
That red light—he was all too familiar with it.
It is extremely similar to Zheng Hangfei's "Once Bloodthirsty" card.
But the one in front of us has a significantly higher energy level, and is likely to be a [second-degree] or even [third-degree] Blood Burst.
What Zhang Qingzhe couldn't understand the most was—
The other party did not use any cards at all.
This power seemed to be part of his body's instincts, defying all known common sense about magic.
More and more hunters arrived to provide support, unleashing a barrage of spells upon the middle-aged monster.
Despite his formidable individual strength, he gradually showed signs of fatigue under the onslaught, and his movements began to slow down.
Just when everyone thought victory was assured, a middle-aged strange man suddenly stood up straight.
He raised his hands high toward the gloomy sky, and a roar that was completely unlike that of a human burst forth from deep within his throat.
The sound was like the noise of rusty metal being twisted and rubbed by a tremendous force.
Within its sharp, piercing sound lay a chilling majesty. The eerie roar spread out like tangible ripples.
The citizens fleeing outside the park felt as if they had been struck by an invisible hammer.
One by one, their knees buckled, and they involuntarily knelt down on the ground.
Even the police officers maintaining order had contorted faces, crouching down with their heads in their hands, barely resisting the oppressive feeling that pierced their brains.
The situation was even worse for the hunters who were closer.
Some people were knocked unconscious, while others prostrated themselves in the direction of the middle-aged eccentric, like the most devout believers, as if performing some kind of absurd kneeling ritual.
Zhang Qingzhe also felt an immense, mountain-like pressure.
His knees trembled and buckled uncontrollably, as if countless hands were pressing him to the ground.
Just before his knees touched the ground, a strong tremor suddenly came from the World Card deep inside his Card Pack.
A strange yet firm supporting force surged from the card, flowing through his limbs and bones, causing him to straighten his spine abruptly.
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