Darkness is Coming: Chapter 723 riding on silver dragon head
The tricolor flag is a semaphore that originated in the Anti-Japanese War in Yuanjiang. It was a semaphore invented by President Yang. The corpse hunters who went out to hunt zombies and mutants used this semaphore to achieve long-distance communication. Tricolor flag language used to be a compulsory subject for the corpse hunter assessment, but now it is an elective course in the super power academy. It has little practical significance, so Yang Dong has only done a rough study of the tricolor flag, but did not think about it. Had a chance to use it.
After a while, the tricolor flag was also waved on another building a few hundred meters away. Yang Dong raised the monocular to observe, and tried to communicate with the other party in the unfamiliar tricolor flag language, informing the other party that they could come over from the left lane, and their own side would meet. Provide cover.
The chess pieces on both sides waved for a few rounds, and the other side suddenly froze, his hands holding the flag dropped, only his head was held high, staring blankly at the sky.
What is he looking at? What is in the sky?
Yang Dong subconsciously looked up at the sky, and the other members of the super-birth team also raised their heads together. Even Instructor Chandler put down his sniper rifle, took out his telescope, and looked up at the sky.
I saw that several anti-aircraft missiles that took off one after another drew a beautiful curve, stopped the silver dragon and the red dragon galloping above the clouds, and lit Shengli's fireworks at an altitude of 18,000 kilometers.
Looking from the bottom up, the firelight shines through the clouds, flashing and flashing again, like an orange thunder and lightning in the sky, reflecting the clouds in this color.
For the two new dragons, the anti-air missiles are just stupid "creatures" that dare to offend themselves, with speed but no mass. The severely injured dragon didn't realize his mistake until the missile hit his body and exploded.
But this level of injury could not make them shrink back. On the contrary, after the majesty of the dragon was challenged, they were furious, sinking quickly, and descending into the stratosphere to search for the enemy.
Up to this point, they still do not know that they have been used as props on the stage.
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Above the city, flares light up the night sky.
When hundreds of bright lights began to spread, it was like a fiery wire that burned the darkness.
In the night sky where neither the bright moon nor the stars are seen, a thicker darkness is floating, arrogant like a flame.
At this moment, I don’t know how many high-powered telescopes were raised, and I don’t know how many lenses were aimed at the raging black fire burning towards the silver dragon.
As the distance between the two continued to shrink, the restless darkness gradually calmed down, taking the shape of a black cloud, as if from a jumping flame to a quiet ice.
The next moment, exclamations sounded all over the world, and the audience of different nationalities, races and skin colors showed an unprecedented fit at this moment, as if everyone used the same language-because their syllables were all so similar: what!
what!
As if only for a moment, that pitch-black cloud took on life.
wisps of black mist drifted high in the sky, which was its hazy clothes.
Throwing away the obscuring fog, there was a huge head with ferocious horns and fangs and claws, which first broke into the sight of the silver dragon and the audience, and then the body like a cougar and the huge bat wings on both sides of the spine. , The winding dragon tail with barbs, and the sturdy and powerful limbs that can crush tall buildings are all exposed.
This is a dragon, and it differs from the silver dragon directly in front of it in two ways: First, the latter has only two horns, while the former has an extra upright horn in the center of its head. Second, the colors of their bodies are different, one is white condensed by ice, and the other is black dyed by ink.
The Silver Dragon seemed to be equally shocked, with its wings wide open, hovering in the sky, its head raised up and a melodious dragon roar uttered.
Molong was unmoved, and slammed into the silver dragon. When the distance between the two was less than 100 meters, the horn standing on top of Molong's head suddenly moved.
The black mist surged, and in a blink of an eye, the horns disappeared, and only a figure was left standing with the dragon's head. The man looked like a teenager, with a cold expression, black hair and black pupils, black clothes and black pants, if there were no silver threads on his temples, he would almost be with him. The ink dragons under one step are integrated into one, regardless of each other. This is not like a body of flesh and blood, but a character drawn by brush and ink.
If this is the case, the painter must be very clever, and he has to take a stroke when he closes the brush, so that a few strands of black mist and his long black trench coat are blown up by the strong wind, leaving black lines behind him.
How can something like a worm stand on the head of a giant dragon? The silver dragon was completely irritated, and the faint blue fusiform pupil suddenly shrank, it did not dodge or evade, opened its huge mouth toward the ink dragon, and exhaled an extremely cold breath.
In the face of the dragon breath that freezes everything, Molong also did not dodge or evade. At the moment when white and black collided, Molong and the boy collapsed into fog. The black mist frozen by the frost dragon breath turned into a dead gray in an instant, falling in large swaths, and more black mist climbed up the body of the silver dragon. No matter how the silver dragon twisted, it always adhered tightly to the On the silver dragon, and along its scales and teeth, it spreads into its body.
Seen from a distance, it seems that the black paint and white paint on the seasoning plate are mixed and stirred in a ratio of 1:1, and more and more grays are adjusted.
Soon, Yinlong realized that his situation was not good, and began to climb up again, trying to get rid of this tangled strange enemy with speed.
At this moment, a small cloud of black mist flew over the silver dragon's head and quickly solidified.
A pair of pointed shoes stepped on the bridge of Yinlong's arctic glacier-like nose. The black-haired and silver-haired boy put his hands in his trouser pockets, walked forward, and rubbed Yinlong's nose with the tip of his shoe, then turned around. Looking at the ice-blue eyes that were bigger than his body, he raised his chin slightly and asked, "Are you going to run away?"
"Roar--"
Yinlong's roar was no longer melodious and pleasing to the ear. The high-decibel sound was enough to shatter the tempered glass of the car, but the boy standing on the bridge of its nose remained motionless.
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Outside the Shanghai Defense Line, inside the military base, Zhang Xinyi stretched out her hand to straighten the wearable all-weather observation mirror on the bridge of her nose, staring at the sky, even though her eyes were unbearably dry, she didn't want to blink, because she didn't want to miss a moment.
Behind her, the young assistant was half lying on the adjustable sofa chair, watching the exciting battle in the sky while wearing the same style of sight glass.
"Sister Yi, why don't you sit? Standing up and looking up is very tiring, and it's easy to injure the cervical spine. Don't worry, President Yang is so strong, isn't it easy to catch a dragon?" The assistant held the juice and bit the straw, She was sure that with Commander Liu and President Yang there, no matter how fierce the giant lizards in the sky were, they couldn't make waves, but she wasn't nervous at all.
Zhang Xinyi ignored her words, and took out a special music player with lossless sound quality and plugged in the headphones. Before putting on the headphones, Zhang Xinyi asked, "What kind of BGM do you think is a good BGM for President Yang?"