Know Yourself in the Dragon World

Angers briefly explained the elements of sniping, and then took out a cylindrical quartz glass sealed tube.

Inside was a slender bullet, the tip of which was a dark red color like blood, and it looked like it had only been simply polished.

"The Philosopher's Stone is made of pure spiritual elements and is a deadly weapon for dragons. Extracting a Philosopher's Stone requires tremendous energy and a certain amount of luck, so don't waste it." Angé patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder.

"Why me?" Lu Mingfei resisted.

That's Old Tang, that's his friend.

Even if they were not friends, letting a boy who grew up under the red flag shoot at a humanoid creature...

"Because of your bloodline, you must have confidence. You are unique. This is also my gift to you. In this academy, you need sufficient achievements and strength."

Ange pulled out an ancient large folding knife from the inside pocket of his suit. The tip of the knife was a blood-red color similar to the Philosopher's Stone.

Be it the students, professors, or even the principal of this academy, the weapons they use have a unique feel.

"Are you ready?" Ange unbuttoned his cuffs and smiled.

"I..." Lu Mingfei hesitated.

"This represents your position, Lu Mingfei. The war between dragons and hybrids can be traced back thousands of years. The person you know is Ronald Tang, not a dragon."

Lu Mingfei looked at Old Tang below. The area suddenly expanded and some students were burned by the high temperature. Their life or death was unknown.

Caesar, Chu Zihang... everyone is participating in this war, without retreating or hesitation.

Lu Mingfei recalled the day when he and Han Qiu went to watch the flag-raising ceremony. He vaguely understood why so many people would get up early and travel thousands of miles just for a flag-raising ceremony.

He still crawled down and got ready to aim.

"Very good, Mingfei."

Ange went downstairs with satisfaction, twirling the folding knife in his hand.

He straightened his white hair that was messed up by the wind, and was ready to go, just like an old lion.

A lion will not let the enemy set foot on his territory, and Kassel College is his territory.

……

Han Qiu picked up a rifle and pretended to attack.

As a freshman, he could hide in the back, and no one would say anything even if he returned to the dormitory.

He was not qualified to participate in this battle.

But he kept moving forward, and no one would stop him. Instead, they would cheer for him.

The spirit of a brave man is a must in this academy.

"This area is nearly thirty meters...how do I get in?" Han Qiu asked in his mind.

The muzzle of the gun showed signs of melting when it entered the field. If a physical body rushed in, it would probably be burnt directly.

"Wait, wait for Ange to take action. He is a dragon slayer who goes against the current. His powerful bloodline can allow him to weaken the scope and damage of his field to the greatest extent. Wait for him to fight Norton." Mr. Han responded.

"How long do we have to wait?" Han Qiu turned around and looked towards the teaching building.

No need to wait, Angers is already here.

He suddenly squatted down, concentrating all his strength on his legs. The chanting of Long Wen attracted everyone's attention, including the dazed Old Tang.

A strange force enveloped the area. The students could not see Angers' movements clearly. They only knew that in a flash, he had rushed into the area.

He is truly a hunting lion, and as fast as a cheetah.

"What a speed!" Han Qiu exclaimed.

Mr. Han gave the answer: "'Word Spirit·Time Zero', serial number 84, can slow down the flow of time in the domain. It seems to be slowed down in the eyes of the user and the exempted person, but in the eyes of others, time is normal, so you think he is terribly fast. Follow him, the domain has been torn apart by him, Lu Mingfei cannot be affected by Ange's Time Zero, hurry up..."

"Keep up?" Han Qiu seemed to have heard a huge joke, but he couldn't laugh. "How can I keep up?"

"I've already said it, let's take a gamble. Bet that Lu Mingfei will hesitate."

Han Qiu gritted his teeth, made up his mind, and rushed into the field with his gun in hand.

As Mr. Han said, the field has shown signs of collapse, and there is still some temperature, but it is not fatal.

Behind him, the soldiers from the academy also noticed the collapse of the territory, and their firepower became more intense.

In the field, Angé kept swinging his sword, and the sword was as bright as a streak of silk.

How he wanted to drive the blade into the heart of the guy in front of him.

Old Tang retreated again and again, and dragon scales gradually appeared on his body, covering his skin, fine and dense with a thick bronze luster.

The self-preservation mechanism of this body is trying desperately to protect him, but he still cannot accept the identity of a Dragon King, and is even more unwilling to do anything to harm humans.

He still thought of himself as Ronald Tang. This mission brought him five million US dollars, which could ensure that he would have no worries about food and clothing. He could also renovate the welfare home and build a decent dormitory building so that the children would not have to live like pigs with more than a dozen people crammed in one room.

Angers suddenly slashed with a knife, cutting open Old Tang's forehead.

A red-gold pupil burst out from the wound and slowly turned.

"Principal! I'm here to help you!" Han Qiu shouted loudly and raised his gun to shoot.

Of course, he wouldn't really shoot Old Tang or Angers to death.

Ange frowned and yelled, "Go back!"

Knowing that Han Qiu couldn't hear the words from another time dimension at all, Angé simply kicked Han Qiu away.

From the time Angers launched the offensive to now, only about three seconds have actually passed.

Han Qiu ran for more than 20 meters, and his speed even surpassed that of the world's fastest man.

"Damn..." Han Qiu felt a pain in his abdomen before he could figure out the situation.

The moment he flew backwards, Mr. Han started to attack. There was no need to chant, the effect of the words was released at will.

The memory of the word spirit and the diversion.

It's just a matter of time.

Ange felt something was wrong, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

He took the opportunity to look back while swinging his knife and said thoughtfully: "Lu Mingfei, you still can't make a choice?"

On the rooftop of the teaching building, Lu Mingfei, who was not affected by time zero, had already seen the third eye. His right index finger was trembling, and he couldn't pull the trigger.

Through the telescope on the sniper rifle, he could see clearly what Old Tang looked like now.

It's really not a human being.

But there are still some things that I can't do...

Maybe the principal should let Chu Zihang come, or Caesar. In short, anyone is more suitable than Lu Mingfei.

"Lu Mingfei! Are you still hesitating?" Angé asked.

Right now, Old Tang's aura has begun to change, and the golden light in his pupils has suddenly become brighter.

The wound on the forehead healed visibly, and under normal time dimensions, it only took about a second.

Ange knew that this guy had already accepted the identity and history of a dragon.

What he is going to face next is not a confused person who doesn't know where to go, but a real pure-blooded dragon.

The legendary king of bronze and fire, the noble first generation.

There was a barely audible click, that was the sound of the dragon scales being clasped together.

A pair of huge membrane wings stretched out from behind Old Tang, and the area torn apart by Ange began to reorganize, and the extinguished flames were rekindled.

The flames billowed and the membrane wings spread out.

All this seemed slow in Angers eyes, but he had no way to stop it.

All he could do was to inflict as many wounds as possible on the Dragon King's body.

boom!

The gunshot finally rang out, and the bullet cut through Lu Mingfei's silent sadness.

He lowered his head, unable to bear to look.

"Great, brother!" The little devil stood behind him without him noticing. He clapped his hands and congratulated him, "You have accomplished something amazing."

Lu Mingfei didn't say anything, he didn't want to see the ending.

"At least take a look. You have chosen an action of your own and you must know the outcome." The little devil said quietly, "If you are so sad, why did you shoot?"

"That's a dragon. It will hurt a lot of people. It has already hurt some people." Lu Mingfei said.

"But he was forced to do it, right, brother? He didn't fight back even after being beaten for so long. It was obvious that these people wanted to kill him."

Lu Mingfei was silent. From a certain standpoint, this was indeed the case.

However, stance is a very special thing. Lu Mingfei remembered that there was a German with a mustache in the history book who massacred Jews. It had nothing to do with the good or evil, right or wrong of the Jews.

Genocide has always been like this and is an inherent sin.

However, war ignores individual thinking. Soldiers hiding in trenches and shooting have no idea whether they are killing a good person or a bad person, whose child it is, or whose father it is.

"You die and I live" or "You live and I die" is the main theme, and no one can change it.

But Lu Mingfei had his own little idea. He aimed at the edge of the eye, hoping that Old Tang could dodge it.

But he still didn't have the courage to take a look at the ending.