Summoning Strange Objects from Anime to Reality

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"Is it really necessary? You bastard—"

If this old man weren't Chang Xueyue's grandfather, Ning Haocang would have already punched him. Only a last shred of reason kept him from throwing a punch to teach this guy a lesson.

"Hmph, I don't care about your business. Since you've injured my son, then you'd better be prepared to be crippled by me."

A woman's voice, clearly indicating a fiery temper, suddenly rang out, and at that moment, the temperature in the entire hall rose.

"Wife? What brings you here?"

Wei Xiuwen felt the unusually rising temperature and exclaimed in surprise.

"Hmph, if I don't come, am I supposed to just watch my son get bullied?"

At this moment, Chang Yan (the protagonist who will appear in the next chapter to show off) also put down his wine glass, looked towards the entrance of the hall, and muttered to himself:

"A red dragon? How interesting."

Chapter 212 My strength is enough for me to speak to anyone like this.

(Two chapters today, and there will be another one later, so don't worry.)

(But let me rest for a bit. I don't need to keep checking my phone while I wait. It will definitely be available before 10 PM.)

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Her long, flowing hair, as fiery as flames, moved without wind. Her fiery red dress made her appear elegant and noble. Her golden vertical pupils, filled with majesty and anger, stared at Ning Haocang in front of her, and it was clear that this lady was not in a good mood.

As the saying goes, this is a red dragon transformed into human form.

However, from her conversation, Wei Xiuwen learned that the red dragon had already married and had a son with a dragon vein sorcerer.

Hmm, the legendary dragon knight? Wait a minute, that seems to be a common saying...

A bunch of worthless bastards.

The true might of the dragon has descended—

It was as if his whole body was bound by steel chains, every muscle, bone, and nerve in his body was pressed down by invisible pressure, unable to move at all.

The muscles are groaning—

The brain is gripped by fear—

The bones were trembling—

The blood is slowing down—

This is a suppression at the level of life itself; only the truly strong can be unafraid of this pressure.

Unfortunately, most of the people here are ordinary people, and even the few extraordinary individuals can only struggle to withstand this pressure and are still unable to move. Ning Haocang, in particular, who is directly subjected to all the pressure, is on the verge of collapse, but his pride and will as a martial artist do not allow him to kneel down directly.

I kneel to heaven, to earth, to my parents, and to my ancestors. Who do you think you are to make me kneel?

The old man's face had long lost its composure; he looked at the red dragon with a serious expression and said:

“Ms. Ash, please tone down your oppressive aura. There are children here.”

It seems that what Old Master Chang said earlier was true; to be able to speak so freely under the pressure of a red dragon is clearly...

"Hmph, a child? Isn't my son a child? You're just going to watch him get beaten up? If it weren't for the fact that your granddaughter is my future daughter-in-law, I wouldn't have only unleashed this little bit of my dragon power."

Lady Ash snorted coldly, but still restrained her own oppressive aura.

She's right. If she were to unleash her full power, everyone here would be lying on the ground foaming at the mouth. Those with weaker constitutions would probably lose control of their bladders on the spot, and the more severe cases would likely be turned into idiots by the immense pressure.

"This—this is...Dragon's Might...This woman is a dragon! Damn it, why is there a dragon here? This is China, not Europe!"

"Ha, Lia, can you detect the threat level of this target?"

A miserable guy, dressed in sweltering heat, asked his own system.

"Testing in progress—"

Then, a red skull icon appeared above Lady Ash's head.

Upon seeing this icon, I felt my vision go black and I almost fainted.

Good heavens, what's wrong with this city? Just a few days ago I saw a world boss with a black skull, and now there's a big boss with a red skull. Am I just having the worst luck?

"Ning Haocang, just admit defeat... Even if we all attacked together, we wouldn't be enough to fill this guy's teeth..."

The young man dressed in Taoist robes said helplessly, putting the talisman he had picked up back down.

Even if you threw all these talismans out, they wouldn't even break a dragon's eyelid. Let's save our energy.

"My goodness, a dragon? Brother Haocang, it's not that your sister is being unjust, but the other side can tear apart a Gundam with their bare hands..."

A girl wearing rather revealing armor first stared wide-eyed at Lady Ash, then, in a rather unladylike manner, said something and picked up a coat to put on.

The random field is useful, but the armor is too exposed.

"Alright, honey, go treat our son. He actually gave us a tip. Looks like we need to train him a bit more."

Lady Ash looked at Ning Haocang, who was soaked in sweat, and her eyes gradually turned dangerous.

If it were just a matter of injuring her own son, as long as it wasn't a fatal blow, she would at most teach the other party a lesson. That's how dragons raise their offspring; once the offspring have grown up, they are left to their own devices. Being beaten only means they are too weak. But this human actually came to steal her son's marriage and beat her son so badly that he was stuffed into a wall.

My uncle can tolerate it, but my aunt cannot!

Today I'm going to show you what it means to have a good mother and be able to do whatever you want!

Just as Lady Ash was about to make her move, Ning Haocang, seeing Lady Ash walking towards him, forcibly assumed a fighting stance.

There are only warriors who die in battle, not warriors who surrender and wait to die.

"Ah, ma'am, please wait a moment. Shouldn't matters between young people be resolved by young people? Besides, the main character in this matter, my sister, hasn't said anything yet."

"Xiao Yan? What happened to you—"

"Go back to Xiaoyan, don't interrupt!"

"Second brother, step back quickly! We can't afford to offend this man!"

When everyone saw Chang Yan striding happily toward Lady Ash, they immediately became anxious and quickly reminded him not to speak carelessly.

"Oh? Hmm? Interesting. Who gave you the courage to talk to me like that, little brother?"

When Lady Ash heard someone dare to speak, she wanted to see who was so bold, but when she saw that it was such a handsome young man, her voice softened a bit.

She's good-looking; everyone who sees her will like her.

Meanwhile, a certain unfortunate spectator in the back suddenly had a mental breakdown when he saw Chang Yan walk towards Lady Ash.

That guy looks so familiar.

Why does that black skull on that guy's head look so familiar?

Ah, I remember now, it's that world-class boss—

FUCK, today is definitely my unlucky day.

Then, his vision went black again, and he really fainted.

"Courage? I don't need that, because—"

"My strength is enough to allow me to speak to anyone like this, Red Dragon!"

—The sacred cross appeared in those dangerous pupils.

—The ethereal and eerie hymn resounded far and wide in the sky.

— Countless malevolent eyes, accompanied by spreading shadows, stared intently at Lady Ash.

—That wild and violent killing intent fully demonstrates that its owner has a very bad temper.

"Do you think you're the Great Crimson, or the Infinite Dragon God? The two Heavenly Dragons have been slaughtered and made into divine artifacts, and the other Dragon Kings and Evil Dragons are nowhere to be found. In fact, I would dare to speak to them like this even if they came here!"

“Disturbing others while they are watching a play will get you beaten up, Red Dragon.”

Chapter 213 For me, this is just a drama

(I had the worst luck today. My computer suddenly restarted while I was typing, and it wouldn't start for ages. I had to restart it again with the same startup settings, and now all my documents and WordWorks are garbled. I can still open Word, but WordWorks is completely unusable. I had to switch to another word processor. After all that work, I'm exhausted...)

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How arrogant!

This was Lady Ash's first thought after hearing what Chang Yan said.

The Great Red?

Infinite Dragon God?

My goodness, these are all legends among dragons!

Those known as the Dragon King and the Evil Dragon are both important figures who have left a significant mark on history and mythology. This handsome young man in front of me is so ignorant and arrogant!

But this guy seems to have some skills.

Looking at the Holy Cross in Chang Yan's eyes, listening to the distant hymn, and feeling the malicious gazes coming from the shadows, Lady Ash hesitated.

Meanwhile, the others stared wide-eyed at Chang Yan in disbelief, as if they were looking at some monster.

Yes, the common saying nowadays has completely lost its gentle, attractive, and sacred quality. All that remains is a twisted sense of holiness and a bloody aura that sends chills down one's spine.

Chang Yan used to be a handsome, sunny, and gentle young man, but now he can only be considered a cultist wielding a butcher's knife, shouting the name of holiness while fanatically bringing down the knife and sacrificing all lives to his god.

"I never imagined that my grandson would be so powerful at such a young age. To be honest, I'm starting to wonder if my grandson's body has already been replaced by another person."

Grandpa Chang looked at Chang Yan with a solemn expression. He suspected that his grandson had been possessed by some old monsters, otherwise he wouldn't be able to face a red dragon head-on at such a young age.

Good heavens, Chang Yan is only 16 years old!

"Ah, Grandpa, please rest assured, 'I' am still me, nothing has tried to possess me. As for why I am so powerful... well, that's probably because—"

"I am Chang Yan."

Arrogant words came from Chang Yan's mouth, and he seemed somewhat conceited at this moment.

However, it must be admitted that he has the capital and ability to be arrogant.

If you face the Red Dragon head-on at 16, what about at 26? Or 36?

It's probably so powerful it can wipe out everything in the world, one slap and the entire screen is instantly destroyed.

But before that, you have to survive; a dead genius is nothing.

"Wow, this guy is amazing, and so handsome too. I'm starting to get a little interested."

At this moment, the woman in the coat saw Chang Yan's exaggerated good looks and powerful strength, and immediately said something shocking, which frightened the young Taoist priest next to her.

"Hey, you actually dared to be interested in someone like that? Didn't you see those eyes staring at us...? I have to say, those eyes are really creepy, they gave me goosebumps... Hey, why did Li Jun faint?"

Seeing his teammate, who had fainted at some point, the Taoist priest rolled up the sleeves of his robe and slapped him twice. Only then did Li Jun slowly open his eyes and wake up.

"Ugh, what happened to me... My face hurts so much... Has that guy left yet?"

"Which one?"

"That's the guy who just came out, the really awesome one."

"No, they're still locked in a standoff with that red dragon."

"...Okay, then I'll continue to pass out. Don't wake me before he leaves, thank you."

After explaining what had happened, Li Jun fainted again without even looking up, leaving several bewildered people behind.

This person... could they be mentally unstable...?

"Alright, Red Dragon, my sister hasn't said anything yet. Let me hear her choice..."

Seeing that the red dragon was hesitating, Chang Yan spoke up directly, but his words were not too harsh.

Dragons are proud creatures. If you push them too far, they'll probably revert to their original form and blast you with their breath the next second.

"...Fine, whatever. I don't really like weddings without a foundation of love either."

Seeing a step down, Lady Ash also ended the conversation.

Don't you like weddings without an emotional foundation? You're kidding me. In novels, aren't European dragons all breeding machines, having sex with all sorts of creatures and producing a bunch of sub-dragon species? Where's the emotional foundation you're talking about?