Dust Wind

There’s SIS in great Britain, CIA in the US. In Huaxia, there’s Dragon Division, known as the mysterious power of the East.
When a soldier that originally failed to be selected to join, appeared on the Dragon Division’s list again, no one noticed, that this inconspicuous and humble-looking guy was actually the Dragon King of the division, the one that’s most difficult to deal with.
Mercenary: “Report, our squad is under attack, suffering heavy casualties!”
Commander: “How many enemies are out there?”
Mercenary: “Just… just one! There’s a joker card in his hand.”
HQ: “What?! Hurry, retreat!”

Ace of The Dragon Division

    The Duke suddenly sat up straight from the coffin, and he looked at Xu Cheng with eyes full of passion.


  "What do you think is the realm above us?" he asked.


  Xu Cheng: "I don't know. It took you 200 years, and I learned the highest level. I think, in the future, there won't be anyone at a higher level than us, unless the human race collectively becomes stronger from the root of their genes."


  "That's why I need your genes," the Duke said."I just want to see if I can become a God if I go one step further."


  Xu Cheng bitterly laughed as he looked at the scene of the cracked nuclear explosion above his head and said,""Even a God would be afraid of the power of this nuclear explosion."


  "But we still have to try, don't we?" The Duke looked at Xu Cheng with a serious face and said,""I won't let those trash have the last laugh. Even if I die, I will make them pay for it. If there is only a one percent chance, I will give it a try and fulfill my wish."


Everything seems to have ended