The Heavens: I stopped being a human being from Storm Scarlet

Chapter 435: Angers' Farewell

Nearly three days have passed since the newlywed couple Caesar and Nono died.

During this period, seeing that the secret party, which had been professionally slaying dragons for three thousand years, had suffered repeated setbacks and made no progress, various countries gradually became pessimistic, and the morale of many senior officials declined. Instead of wasting resources on meaningless artillery fire, it would be better to build more solid underground fortresses or speed up the construction of spacecraft and space stations.

Not to mention outsiders, even the four elder families of the secret party felt unprecedented pressure. All eight ancient dragon-slaying warriors were dispatched, but so far two have died in the mouth of Samson, one was killed by a large number of dragon-blood monster wheels, and one sneaked into Yellowstone Park and was burned to ashes by Chu Xin's fire.

Of the remaining four, three were from Beowulf's family and one was from St. George's family.

Cadmus Castle.

A classical study room for just two people.

"Principal, there has been some progress in the investigation into Chu Tianjiao's disappearance."

Finkel opened an original wax envelope, which contained several handwritten letters, densely packed with obscure text and chemical formulas, as well as hand-drawn illustrations of human bodies and dragons, and essay-like summaries.

"Although we can't quite understand it, this mysterious organization that has been hiding in the darkness is more terrifying than we imagined. Their spies are probably all over the world and in all walks of life," Finkel continued.

Angers took the papers and said quietly, "I'm afraid Chu Tianjiao had touched upon this organization, which is why he disappeared inexplicably. But where did these come from?"

"Although a long time has passed, the commissioner in charge of this matter has not rested. Perhaps the situation has become increasingly serious recently. They found some abandoned underground secret rooms through the few words left by Chu Tianjiao. This unopened envelope is the only gain, and it was sent here immediately after receiving it." Finkel replied.

"This paper is not ordinary," Ange rubbed the extremely flexible paper, put it in front of his nose and smelled it, "It has a special fragrance."

Finkel took it and observed it carefully. "Start the investigation from this aspect?"

"No need to investigate. I happen to know this kind of paper. I used it several times when I was young. Unfortunately, it was discontinued not long after. However, these sheets are not like those from 70 or 80 years ago. They are at most a decade old," Angers pondered. "There is only one workshop in the world that produces it, the Nightingale Duke family in England."

"Mixed-blood family?" Finkel asked again.

Ange shook his head. "Ordinary human nobles, it seems that you guessed right. The members of this organization may cover a wide range and may have already infiltrated us."

Finkel raised his eyebrows, "Do you have any doubts?"

Angers remained silent, as several faces subconsciously emerged in his mind. They were basically the senior members of the school board, including Pompey Gattuso.

Moreover, his intuition told him that there was indeed something wrong with Pompeii, and that there was something hidden behind his seemingly romantic and unruly temperament.

Thinking of this, he quickly stood up, packed up briefly, and walked out the door. "Take good care of Lu Mingfei. Although I don't know how to make him stronger, remember that he is our last hope."

"Okay!" Finkel waved his hand and smiled coolly.

Tu tu tu tu~
Ten minutes later, three helicopters took off, and Angers, Sigurd, one of the elders, and a special team of Sigurd's family guards headed for England across the sea.

The destination was the Nightingale Duke Estate at the top of the Glen Hill in Manchester.

But before they arrived, they were instantly locked in and the dashboard started beeping non-stop.

Whizzing!

One interceptor missile after another was launched and collided with the surface-to-air missiles that rose from the ground.

"It's the British Army's air defense system!"

"What's going on? We are allowed to pass!"

"Not sure, anyway, retreat first!"

"My God, we only have three planes. Is it necessary to make such a big fuss?"

Outside the shaking window, dense anti-aircraft missiles came from far and near, forming a terrifying skynet.

drop drop~
"Our signal is blocked!"

"Norma, notify headquarters immediately!"

"Norma is unresponsive, an unknown system has taken over all our channels!"

"White Dove Three has been hit and is about to make a hard landing!"

bang——

Flames shot up into the sky and a helicopter crashed, but fortunately a dozen mixed-bloods jumped out with parachutes on their backs and scattered safely everywhere.

But immediately, fierce gunfire was heard on the ground.

"Principal, the enemy is attacking! It's an ambush! It's an ambush!"

"Fuck! The enemies are Corpse Guard and Deadpool!"

"Retreat! Retreat! Dragons! Pure-blooded dragons!"

Without waiting for the other two helicopters to retreat, a giant green dragon over 20 meters long rose from a valley with lush vegetation. Its wings stirred up violent gusts of wind, forming dozens of wind blades that slashed out.

boom!
Another helicopter was destroyed, its surface smoothly chopped into pieces.

"Yan Ling·The Eyes of the Wind King."

The giant dragon chanted dragon language, and the next second it released a rapidly rising tornado, engulfing the only remaining helicopter.

Whoosh!
A figure resolutely jumped down, swooping down with an alchemical sword in hand. It was a dragon-slaying warrior from the Beowulf family.

He laughed bloodthirstily, and his laughter reached the dragon's ears, making the latter's heart tighten, as if he was being stared at by an evil ghost.

Feeling threatened, the dragon stopped focusing on the helicopter and immediately changed its enemy.

"Luckily I brought a bodyguard, otherwise we would both be dead today." Sigurd said in shock, grabbing the handrail.

The helicopter stabilized and returned without further ado.

It had not been flying for half a minute when it suddenly braked in mid-air.

The pilot looked up at the sky in front of him in horror, "Principal, look!"

Everyone in the cabin hurriedly crowded into the cockpit, all looking out the windshield, focused on a man flapping his dragon wings.

"Pompeii~"

Ange's eyes widened, and all the fuzzy thoughts in his mind became clear.

"Attack!" Sigurd yelled.

Bang bang bang!
The machine gun and missiles fired out together.

"Word Spirit·Wind Burial." Odin murmured softly.

As soon as the words fell, a huge force of wind swept in, cutting all the incoming shells, and then neatly cut the helicopter into pieces, turning it into strips of blood-spurting iron in an instant.

Among the dozen people, only Ange and Sigurd survived, and it was thanks to the former that he activated the "Word Spirit·Time Zero", otherwise the two would have been killed instantly.

They free-fall into a river and try their best to escape.

"I had no intention of doing anything to you, but you chose to get yourself killed by investigating something you shouldn't touch," Odin said, raising his right arm high. "Word Spirit: Vampire Scythe!"

In an instant, hundreds of wind monsters appeared and enveloped the two speeding old men.

After just a face-to-face encounter, Sigurd was bled to death before he could even release his spiritual power.

hum~
Ange used time zero to jump off the waterfall, turned over while falling, took out two submachine guns from his waist, and fired alchemical bullets.

Suddenly, he was horrified to find that he was no longer falling. It seemed as if a cloud was gently holding him up from behind and he was suspended in the air.

"Are you the king of sky and wind?"

Ange turned his head and looked at Odin who was facing him.

"Considering that we have known each other for many years, yes." Odin smiled coldly.

"This has been planned for a long time and the secret party has been kept in the dark. Are you working for Norton?" Angé said this deliberately.

As expected, the corner of Odin's mouth twitched subconsciously, as if he had been poked in the reverse scale, "Thanks to you for recruiting Lu Mingfei into the academy, otherwise I would really be afraid of Norton."

Ange frowned, his pupils condensed, and he swung his right hand with lightning speed. The folding knife in his hand bounced off and stabbed Odin's chest.

puff!
The skin was torn and blood was flowing, and a beating heart appeared in the palm of his hand.

Ange lowered his head with mixed feelings, looking at his chest that was expanding and contracting, and finally whispered in Odin's ear: "Those who scheme and scheme are destined not to become the Dragon King."

puff!
Odin, who was hit in the anger point again, crushed the heart in his hand and slapped Ange's lifeless body with his left hand.

Bang!
The whole person instantly exploded into a ball of blood mist, and the folding knife broke, falling into the river below along with the blood rain.

Before his death, Ange lamented that fate was unpredictable. He had imagined countless ways of dying, such as going to a vast battlefield and sacrificing heroically, or fighting alone with a knife. However, dying in this desolate mountain and wilderness at the hands of an old Yinbi Dragon King was indeed something he had never expected.

Forget it, forget it. I can’t interfere with the following plot. It’s up to you, Lu Mingfei.

"No one can stop me. Norton, Lu Mingfei, and Nidhogg will all be my stepping stones~" Odin said in a low voice with a gloomy look, but it seemed more like he was talking to himself.

After some thought, he turned his target to Lu Mingfei!
He planned to capture and devour Lu Mingfei before he fully awakened, so as to forcibly usurp the emperor's power. As for the emperor's authority, he had other plans. After all, he already knew the approximate location of Nidhogg, and this operation required the use of filtering containers and other sacrifices. The process was similar to Herzog's "Road to the Gods".

"Ange has been dealt with. Don't act rashly for now. Keep a 24-hour watch on him, especially Lu Mingfei." Odin made the call.

"Okay." The person who replied was Cadmus, one of the four elders.

(End of this chapter)