Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

"It has always been this exciting enthusiasm."

Ye Jingchen, clutching the lustful ribs, rushed out of the "villa".

There was a white BYD parked on the side of the road. He reached out and grabbed the driver's side door handle, "Word of Power: Sword Control!"

Using the power of words with ease makes life convenient; the lock cylinder turns, and you can easily get into the car even without a key.

He got into the car, gripped the steering wheel with one hand, and shouted, "Start!"

Step on the accelerator.

They sped off along the ring road!

"Kassel College, huh? They've finally arrived." Ye Jingchen looked out through the windshield at the lush green of the traffic lights.

"Ding Ding Ding!"

The phone in my pocket rang.

Ye Jingchen: "Hello?"

Jormungandr: "Boss, do you need me to come over?"

Ye Jingchen: "No need. You stay home and keep an eye on Su Xiaoqiang."

Jormungandr: "Alright, boss, be careful."

Ye Jingchen: "Okay. I'm hanging up."

It's only a half-hour drive.

Ye Jingchen parked his car on the side of the road, just because an old man with long white hair was standing on the side of the road and waving at him.

He was wearing a three-piece suit: a black suit jacket, vest, and trousers.

A red rose is pinned to the left pocket of her chest.

Hilbert Jean Angers, with a Cuban cigar dangling from his lips, stared intently at Ye Jingchen.

Ye Jingchen got out of the car and walked to Angers' side. "Long time no see."

"It hasn't been long, but the commotion you've caused is quite significant. The Southern Hemisphere has been taken over by Norton and Constantine, and most of the Northern Hemisphere has fallen into the hands of Li Wuyue and Fenrir."

Angers exhaled smoke through his nostrils, his eyes showing slight fatigue, yet still occasionally flashing with sharp killing intent.

"Neither the Secret Party nor the Academy can stop your progress."

Ye Jingchen listened to Angers' gentle whisper and nodded, "The Secret Party, aren't they just playthings of the Dragon Kings? You knew that all along."

“Yes, I’ve always had a dream: to maneuver between dragon kings and hybrids, and to seize the opportunity to permanently slay these dragon kings!” Angers said, flicking the ash off his cigar.

"Don't you usually take a helicopter? Why did you come by boat this time?" Ye Jingchen asked, his black trench coat billowing like a battle flag in the sea breeze.

Angers pointed a finger and adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. "The equipment department detected the presence of the Dragon King's biomagnetic field fluctuations in this area."

"It's exactly the same as what happened in the Greenland Sea that year."

"Oh? Is that so?" Ye Jingchen silently withdrew his lustful ribs. "I thought the Board of Directors couldn't hold back so quickly and was going to send your college's people as cannon fodder to target me."

A complex expression flashed in Principal Angers' eyes. "Are you using that special method you told me about in that Japanese izakaya to turn your trusted confidants into dragon kings one by one?"

"Yes." Ye Jingchen did not deny it, and calmly looked at Angers. He had laid his cards on the table.

"The boy who slays the dragon may become the dragon himself." Angers cast a hopeful glance at Ye Jingchen. "Simply relying on emotions won't be enough to make those around you resist the temptation of the Dragon King's power. Playing with eagles is fine, but be careful not to get pecked in the eye by one!"

"You're now suppressing all hybrids by forming your own faction, but it won't be long before all hybrids unite to attack you!"

“Hybrids cannot turn the tide. In my opinion, most hybrids are just pawns of Odin and Leviathan, and even you, Principal, are no exception,” Ye Jingchen said, calmly looking at Angers.

“I know that the school board has long been infiltrated by the dragons…” A rare look of helplessness appeared on Angers’ face. “Can you tell me what exactly you want to do?”

Looking at the boundless sea before him, Ye Jingchen said, “Principal, the Dragon Kings cannot be killed off. Only when everyone has authority and a voice can all the noise and war be quelled.”

“You’re too idealistic.” A look of utter disillusionment with life flashed in Angers’ eyes. “I used to think like that too.”

"What if I told you that I am the new Black King and have already gained the approval of the other Dragon Kings?" Ye Jingchen looked at Angers.

As soon as these words came out.

Angers' golden eyes blazed instantly. "That's not surprising. I've long suspected that you might be a pure-blooded dragon... I guessed it back in Japan. No wonder you weren't interested in the White King's authority."

Ye Jingchen's lips curled up slightly. "It's a pity that I wasn't like that back then. I only recently discovered that I am."

Angers blinked, his eyes gleaming with golden light. "Does the new king also need the approval of other dragon kings? I thought he was born that way."

Ye Jingchen: "This is a world mechanism, and there is not just one Black King. Based on my current deduction, there should be three main Black Kings."

Angers: "Oh? Tell me your opinion."

Ye Jingchen: "The positive aspect of the dragon race is revealed through Norse mythology, but I feel that it is not right to represent it entirely in this way. The Black King represents the ultimate of everything, and is not a simple individual."

"All the Black Kings that have left a significant mark on the river of time will never be in their complete form."

"Because only the new Black King can kill the old Black King."

"I am more inclined to the Theological school of thought."

Angers: "You mean the Trinity, the Father, the Holy Spirit, and the Son?"

Ye Jingchen nodded. "Yes."

Angers: "So...you are the Holy Son?"

Ye Jingchen shook his head. "I don't know."

Angers: "What you need to do now is to join forces with the other dragon kings to kill the old king?"

Ye Jingchen: "Yes, but we need to deal with the two dragon kings, Leviathan and Odin, first."

Angers: "This should be very simple, you already have so many dragon kings around you."

Ye Jingchen: "Earth and mountains, bronze and fire, and half the ocean and water, half the sky and wind, even if they were all tied together, they would still be no match for Leviathan and Odin."

Angers frowned. "Are they really that strong? Six dragon kings aren't even a match for them?"

Ye Jingchen: "Those two guys have never died from the past to the present. For so many years, they have been fleecing the other dragon kings."

"A force capable of uniting all hybrid races on land."

"The other one is deep in the ocean, where it has been accumulating strength for a long time."

"It's hard to imagine exactly how far they've come."

Angers stroked his chin in confusion. "Shearing sheep, does that mean devouring the dragon bone crosses of other dragon kings?"

Ye Jingchen shrugged. "Who knows?"

Angers narrowed his eyes slightly. "There's also the White Queen. You didn't mention that with her strength as the White Monarch, she could easily take on Odin and Leviathan alone!"

Ye Jingchen: "She has more important things to do."

Angers: "What?"

Ye Jingchen: "Nidhogg."

Upon hearing this, Angers remained silent for a long time. "So... in the end, you also used that girl as a weapon..."

Ye Jingchen shook his head. "Never. I'm just guessing. She's helped me a lot during this time. She's been preparing all along..."

"Nidhogg's return is inevitable."

"When the black dragon bites off the roots of the World Tree, spreads its wings from the abyss, and soars into the sky, its body will be laden with corpses!"

“At that time, I will plunge my sword into His chest.”

Angers smiled. "Does every king's blood must end with the sword?"

Ye Jingchen: "I guess so."

Angers: "Do you remember what we said when we parted last time?"

Ye Jingchen: "Of course, I won't hold back when we meet again. But I'm still very grateful for your help when I first arrived in Japan, Principal. I'll give you a chance to make a move."

"Word of Power: Time Zero!"

The waves suddenly condensed into ice crystals that floated in the air, and twelve overlapping clock marks were reflected in Ye Jingchen's golden eyes.

The red rose petals on Angers' chest began to rotate counterclockwise, shattering into a crimson blood mist within the zero-time domain.

"Principal," Ye Jingchen said, tapping the hilt of his erotic wakizashi lightly with his index finger as he strolled leisurely toward the spot where Angers had just stood, "Simply being fast isn't enough, you know!"

“Why don’t you try and see?” Angers responded with a rattling sound, the recording device inside his suit not even having time to capture his words.

In the distance, a dense array of alchemical matrices appeared on the sea surface, and the equipment department's nuclear-powered submarine was surfacing.

Angers had already reached Ye Jingchen's back, pulled out a folding knife, and swiftly swung it towards the back of Ye Jingchen's neck.

As he had expected, the scene of Ye Jingchen's watermelon being sliced ​​off and the fountain scattering did not occur.

Two fingers casually pinched the tip of the folding knife.

"How does it feel to experience a third burst of blood?" Ye Jingchen asked without turning around. "Burning your own lifespan, breaking through the zero limit of time, just for this one strike?"

Angers' golden eyes were bleeding, and he sighed softly, "So, I still can't do it?"

“Take your time, Principal,” Ye Jingchen slowly turned around, raising his hand to press down on Angers’ trembling shoulder, “I will give you plenty of opportunities.”

After Ye Jingchen finished speaking, he once again loosened two fingers and released the folding knife.

“I only gave myself one chance,” Angers said, silently putting down his folding knife. “An assassin only has one chance; when they strike, it should be a kill!”

"I have lost. I hope you can kill the old king."

After saying that, he suddenly raised his hand and swung the folding knife toward his own neck.

He's going to commit suicide!

Ye Jingchen acted instantly, extending two fingers to catch Principal Angers' folding knife. "Principal, what are you doing?"

Angers' eyes were bloodshot. He did not choose to deceive Ye Jingchen. "After my vital signs disappear, the nuclear submarines in those alchemical matrices will indiscriminately bombard the area around my corpse! Hopefully, that will eliminate you."

“It’s difficult,” Ye Jingchen shook his head. “That level of bombing wouldn’t kill me. Don’t waste your life.”

Angers' expression was calm and composed. "I want to make an attitude clear. Only after this attitude is made clear will people inherit this will to slay dragons and follow in their footsteps."

“Principal, I know it’s hard to convince you,” Ye Jingchen snatched the folding knife from Angers’ hand, “but, a leader like you…”

"You can only die in battle, on the battlefield where you slay dragons."

"You can't die a pathetic death in front of me like a coward!"

"This so-called sacrifice in vain is meaningless."

Angers seemed to be awakened by Ye Jingchen's words, and his eyes regained their spirited look. He smiled and said, "I was just kidding. I just wanted to test your attitude."

Ye Jingchen: "..."

Angers patted Ye Jingchen on the shoulder, "Good, you're still the same as before, I'm relieved."

"What are you worried about?" Ye Jingchen asked.

The voice just fell.

The sea breeze suddenly became as thick as asphalt, and twelve crimson beams of light shot up from the seabed.

Leviathan's phantom swam among the pillars of light, its jagged back piercing out terrifying bone spikes.

“What is this?” Angers asked.

"I don't know."

Ye Jingchen replied, taking the opportunity to leap into the space between the pillars of light. The trajectory he traced with his spurs did not cause any real damage to these things.

Suddenly, a burst of red light struck, and Ye Jingchen instinctively closed his eyes...

Open your eyes again.

When he reappeared, he was already standing on the dome of Valhalla at Kassel College.

In the plaza below, Caesar is leading the student legion in practicing the dragon-slaying formation.

Chu Zihang's village rain was placed in front of the Odin statue, with his mother's hair ribbon wrapped around the hilt of the sword.

Lu Mingfei squatted by the fountain feeding pigeons. His feeding posture was exactly the same as that of the little devils in the Nibelungen. At this moment, Lu Mingfei seemed to have shed all his childishness, and every move he made was very mature.

Ye Jingchen slightly bent his legs and jumped directly onto the square.

In an instant, everyone who was acting turned their attention to Ye Jingchen.

"Don't break formation! This is a dragon-slaying drill, so you all need to be on your guard!" Caesar roared at the group.

Chu Zihang was still wearing that black hoodie. Through the wisps of hair framing his forehead, he coldly glanced in Ye Jingchen's direction and murmured softly, "As expected of you. Even after being expelled from Kassel College, you still dare to come here. But... that makes sense. You can even slay dragons so casually, what wouldn't you dare to do..."

Ye Jingchen: "..."

His ears were very sharp, and his hearing was very sensitive. Even when Chu Zihang murmured so softly, he could hear it clearly.

Ye Jingchen walked straight to the fountain and stood in front of Lu Mingfei.

Along the way, no one tried to stop him. The students in their light green school uniforms kept their distance from Kassel's most wanted criminal.

I saw those black shoes come into view.

Lu Mingfei didn't even raise his head, calmly placing the biscuit crumbs from his bag into his palm, letting the pigeons peck at them.

Looking at this wretched boy he had once hung up and whipped, who now showed no fear whatsoever, Ye Jingchen began to suspect something, his inner monologue echoing: "Could it be that the little devil..."

He tilted his head slightly and asked Lu Mingfei:

"You took direct control of his body?"

Upon hearing this, Lu Mingfei finally raised his head and met Ye Jingchen's eyes...