An invisible pressure came, and it made Han Sen frown. The xenogeneics and Nobles that were like a tide didn't come after him. They just surrounded him.
He raised his head slightly and saw a bronze chariot being pulled by ten bird-like beast-like creatures. The terrifying aura was coming from these ten creatures.
Han Sen knew this was bad. The creatures pulling the carriage were stronger than the Duke Dragons. They could have been King class. That meant the people inside the carriage were even scarier.
Han Sen did not know much about Dragons. He had only heard Dragon One's name from Dragon Nineteen and Xius. He had heard that he was the leader of the younger generation, so he thought he was young. At most, he was a Duke.
But Han Sen had forgotten one thing. The youth of Dragons and the youth of humans were two different things.
In the past, humans were considered young before they were thirty years old. When the sanctuaries were discovered and people lived longer, the definition of "young" was pushed back.
Dragons were born with a long lifespan. The "younger generation" might have been the Dragons that had lived for a few hundred years. That was not what Han Sen had imagined.
The curtain of the carriage opened, and he saw a Dragon in black armor and a black crown sitting inside. Although he couldn't feel his presence, judging by his posture, Han Sen could guess that he was the King of the Dragons.
There were a man and a woman sitting in the carriage with the black-crowned dragon king. They didn't look like King class, but Han Sen could sense the danger they exuded.
Dragon Fifteen and Dragon Nineteen greeted the black-crowned Dragon King. They bowed and said, "Greetings, Big Brother, Sister Seven, and Brother Nine."
"That Dragon King is Dragon One."
Han Sen's mind was spinning. He was trying to think of a way to survive a Dragon King.
"You are Knife Queen's student, Han Sen?" Dragon One asked Han Sen from inside the carriage.
"Yes," Han Sen answered.
Dragon One did not ask any more questions. He turned to the male Dragon and said, "Old Nine, go and take him down. I don't want people to say that we Dragons have no one. Why do we have to go through so much trouble just to get a Marquise?"
"Yes, Big Brother." The young Dragon came down from the carriage and walked over to Han Sen.
Xius watched the young Dragon walk over to Han Sen. She looked strange.
"The nine members of the Dragon Gate are different from ordinary Dragon Sons. They all have scary powers, and Dragon One is here. I'm afraid Han Sen won't be able to escape today. But I don't know what he did to me. If I can't undo it, it will be troublesome." Xius was worried.
Han Sen watched Dragon Nine approach with his spear. Although he did not unleash his power, he gave Han Sen a sense of danger. Han Sen believed Dragon Nine was as dangerous as Sharon.
"Are all Dragons sick?" Han Sen thought to himself. But he was not worried about Dragon Nine. He was worried about Dragon One.
Even if he defeated Dragon Nine, it would not solve the problem. Dragon One was still there, and there was no way he could escape.
"Do I have to return to the sanctuary?" Han Sen did not want to take that last step.
"Dragons, Dragon Nine."
The young Dragon landed in front of Han Sen. He was wearing red armor and a red spear. He looked like Han Sen.
From afar, it looked like two Dragons were fighting.
"Han Sen." Han Sen gave him a simple name.
Dragon Nine did not say anything more. He simply thrust his red Dragon Spear at Han Sen. His spear skills were the same as Dragon Thirteen and Dragon Fifteen's, but in Dragon Nine's hands, the same spear skills seemed to be able to break the sky.
It made Han Sen feel as if no matter how he dodged, he would not be able to dodge it.
Han Sen used his Blood Feather Knife to slash at the spear. The knife silks and the spear light hit each other. The knife silks were broken by the spear light, and the spear light, which was a thousand times stronger than a needle, kept coming for Han Sen.
Dong!
The Blood Feather Knife's blade struck the spearlight, but the spearlight did not break. It spun like a drill, and it created sparks as it rubbed against the Blood Feather Knife. Han Sen almost lost his grip on the Blood Feather Knife, and his body was pushed back by the force of the impact.
Han Sen slashed three times to break the spear light.
They were both Evilbreaker powers, and they were both Marquise class. But Dragon Nine's Evilbreaker powers were much stronger than Dragon Thirteen's. It was like a cold light could break a thousand evils.
Han Sen's power was no weaker than Dragon Nine's, but Dragon Nine's spear power was too concentrated. It was like a small needle hitting a big chunk of dirt. No matter how big the dirt was, there was only a small area that could withstand the force. It could not block Dragon Nine's spear light.
Under the Sky, combined with Moon's knife air, was very concentrated. But it was still much weaker than Dragon Nine's spear light.
Dragons were experts at concentrating power. Fighting them head-on would be a suicide mission.
Han Sen used his Dongxuan Aura to observe Dragon Nine's spear power. He noticed that the substance chains that made up the spear power were like a beehive of iron. There were no gaps between the particles. It was like a hexagonal beehive.
Han Sen blocked the first spear light, and then Dragon Nine's second spear light came. Before the second spear light reached Han Sen, a third spear light came.
The spear lights were compressed to the max, and they came one after another. They did not give Han Sen a chance to breathe.
Han Sen moved his feet and dodged Dragon Nine's spear lights. Unless he could compress his power to the same level as Dragon Nine, he would be at a disadvantage if he tried to fight them head-on.
After Han Sen dodged the spear lights, they exploded like bombs. The power that had been compressed to the max suddenly exploded. It was scarier than the full power of a Marquise.
Han Sen had no time to fight back. He flapped his wings and teleported away. When he reappeared, he was a hundred meters away. He had dodged the spear light's explosive power.
Dragon Nine did not move. He kept thrusting his spear forward. The compressed spear lights exploded when they failed to hit Han Sen. Han Sen had to keep dodging, and he was at a disadvantage.
Many Dragon Nobles and xenogeneics were cheering. Some were even shouting Dragon Nine's name. Their voices were enough to strike fear into the hearts of those who weren't strong enough.
Dong!
Han Sen's Blood Feather Knife struck another spear light. The spear light was like a Poison Dragon, and it kept going against the Blood Feather Knife. Han Sen's body kept falling back, and his legs dug two deep trenches in the ground.