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Cassel College, Illinois, USA.

In the conference hall deep in the Hall of Valor, in the center is a long, simple mahogany table. Elders in black sit by the table with straight backs.The atmosphere in the conference room was dignified. The elders seemed to be chatting calmly, but they couldn't help looking at the empty chair at the end of the conference table.That was the seat of the principal Hilbert Jean Angers. At the moment, he was lying in the aluminum alloy emergency cabin with weak vital signs.

The door of the meeting room was pushed open, and the strong smell of alcohol wafted in. After being late for 15 minutes, the host of the meeting finally appeared.The vice-principal passed by the side of the conference table twisting his buttocks, patted the shoulders of each elder, blew kisses to the two ladies on the school board, and finally sat down on the chair that belonged to Angers.

"Mr. Flamel." The elders nodded slightly to express their respect.

The vice-principal of Kassel College, also known as the night watchman, was originally named Leonardo Flamel, and he is the successor of Nicholas Flamel, the master of alchemy.Nicholas Flamel is recognized as the last master who opened the door of alchemy. He joined the secret party in the early 15th century. For centuries, the Flamel family has been supporting the secret party as allies behind the scenes. Fight against dragons.The elders of the secret party respectfully called them "Mentor Flamel", because alchemists are equal to gunsmiths on the battlefield to Tulong Albert. They can create both alchemy-enhanced bullets and alchemy Driven weapons of destruction.

The vice-principal looked around and said in a simple and rude way: "Aren't you dead?"

"No, some of them died, and some of them were too old to move, so they couldn't come to the meeting." Mr. Turing said, "The active ones are basically here, so please ask Mr. Flamel to give us Tell us about the current situation."

"The situation for the Academy and the secret party is of course terrible. The principal is on the verge of dying, the elders are old and dead, and the star figure of the new generation, Ricardo M.Lu, disappeared for no reason. He seemed to be suffering from a serious mental illness before his disappearance. Schizophrenia..." The vice-principal took out a small silver jug ​​containing whiskey from behind his buttocks and took a sip, looked up at the roof, and breathed out the alcohol, "Show them the last video of Angers, EVA."

Bright blue laser beams are cast from the ceiling, interweaving into a fine grid of beams.As this beam net slowly sweeps across the conference room, the holographic 3D projection gradually takes shape.The scene changed suddenly, and a certain corridor of the college library appeared in front of everyone.The wind blows the long white gauze curtains, and the shadows of trees sway on the windows.Footsteps sounded from far to near, and a tall and straight figure appeared at the end of the corridor, with neatly combed white hair, a three-piece suit with wide stripes, and shiny Oxford shoes. It was a familiar friend of the elders, Hilbert Jean Angers.

"At midnight three days ago, at 02:42 in the morning, the principal entered the library alone. In the past few decades, he often went to the library late at night to check materials, but that night he did not go to the ancient books library as usual, but turned to This corridor leading to the ice cellar." EVA's voice echoed in the conference room, "Next, the principal encountered a fatal attack there."

The golden pupils lit up one after another, and the elders all held their breath.

In an instant, Angers had crossed half of the corridor. He looked solemn, as if he was thinking about something, flipping the black card with the highest authority in the academy with his fingers, obviously he was about to enter the ice cellar.Suddenly he stopped, the black card was still flipping between his fingers.The black card on the fingertips fluttered like a black butterfly, Anger lowered his head and said softly, "Is that you?"

The elders looked at each other. Could it be that Angers knew the attacker?However, no one answered, the shadows of trees swayed outside the window, and the wind blew up the white gauze curtain. Angers stood there quietly, bowing his head in thought, like a sculpture.

After a few seconds, Ange slowly lowered his head and looked at his chest.The black card was no longer in his fingers, it was stuck on the elevator door not far ahead, thick black blood was flowing down the edge of the card.A huge flower of blood burst out from Ange's chest. He looked up at the dome and then fell forward. Numerous cracks burst open all over his body at the same time. The blood stained the wool carpet embroidered with green roses.

"How is it possible?" Mr. Turing roared first, "Did the ghost cut his heart? We didn't see anyone approaching him at all!"

"I replayed that moment frame by frame, and you may have more discoveries." EVA reappeared, standing next to the image of Angers.

The timeline goes back to the moment when the black card disappeared from Angers.During the slow replay, the veterans clearly saw that Angers' figure was slightly blurred for a moment, as if it was a phantom created during high-speed movement, while the black card was lingering in the air.

"The headmaster's speech spirit is the 'time zero' of the King of Sky and Wind series. It is called a bug in the periodic table of speech speech. There is no need to make a sound or prepare for the control of the Lingling, and the Lingling is released." Eva pointed to Angers' left wrist, "It is known that the principal has a jackknife tied to his left wrist, but the incident happened. At that time, he didn't even have time to draw out the knife, but had no choice but to choose a black card made of titanium alloy as a weapon."

"Since he released Time Zero and held a titanium alloy knife in his hand, how did the opponent hurt him?" Mr. Vanderbilt asked.

"He didn't move for a few seconds before throwing the black card, because he realized that the opponent was next to him, and if he moved, the opponent would move. This shows that the speed of the opponent can pose a threat to him." Turing The gentleman said thoughtfully, "It can pose a speed threat to a person whose speech ability is time zero..."

"It's not hard to guess. The opponent's speech is the same as him, so it's fine if the time is zero." The vice-principal said lightly.

"Since the other party has severely injured Angers, why didn't he kill him?" someone asked.

"Because the system had already alarmed at that time, I enhanced the effectiveness of the alchemy matrix. When the alchemy matrix is ​​at its maximum effect, even Angers can be suppressed, and the sneak attacker will feel the pressure." The vice principal said, "He must Evacuate as soon as possible, or you will be surrounded."

"The system shows that Lu Mingfei swiped his student card that night and opened several doors leading to the ice cellar." A cold and majestic voice came from across the conference table, "Only his card was in those doors that night. Brush up!"

"Mr. Beowulf." The elders sat up straight involuntarily, bowed neatly, and paid respects to the old man who had been sitting in the shadows.

Beowulf, this is a prominent surname stained with the blood of the dragon clan. The long poem "Beowulf" in Norse mythology is written based on the history of this family.For thousands of years, they have adhered to the ancient family motto, every time a boy is born, he will be fed with a drop of dragon's blood crystal. Only after passing the test of that kind of poison will the baby be considered useful by the family.Dragon's blood has a fatal attraction to the men of the Beowulf family. In order to hunt down a dying dragon, they can cross the Eurasian continent, only to stab their weapons into its heart with their own hands, and integrate its blood into their family heirlooms. liquor, and drank it down.So the Secret Party bestowed upon House Beowulf the title of "Dragonbloodthirsty," just as everyone called Flamel their "Mentor."

Beowulf of this generation is also over 130 years old. Sitting there looks like a thick limestone tombstone. His old hands reflect faint light under the lamp, and his skin is covered with fine white scales.Although a contemporary of Angers, Beowulf scoffed at the "gentle" style of the Kassel Academy.He is the last captain of the secret party "Operation Team", the predecessor of the Executive Department, responsible for hunting dragons and deadpools all over the world.People in Kassel College say that the Executive Department is a madman's department, but compared with the action team back then, the Executive Department is simply a charity.

"Mr. Flamel, this student named Lu Mingfei has been full of mysteries from the very beginning, isn't it?" Beowulf's voice was like two jagged swords rubbing against each other, "It is from this child who entered Kassel College, we have repeatedly won decisive victories on the battlefield against the Dragon King. Looking at the archives of the Executive Department, it is not difficult to find that Lu Mingfei is always there for every war against the Dragon King. What is he doing during the whole process? ,no one knows!"

"You actually mean that Lu Mingfei killed these dragon kings?" The vice principal said lazily, "Doesn't that prove that this kid is utterly loyal?"

"No one has ever said that dragons are united!" Beowulf said coldly, with bloody golden pupils burning like torches, "Dragon! They are extremely violent! They can even kill twin brothers! Dragon King Yemengard is an example!"

The elders were silent, and what Beowulf was talking about was the blind spot of human thinking.The logic pursued by the dragon clan is completely different from that of human beings. The brutal killing gene is rooted deep in their blood. They destroy all weak people, no matter whether they are of the same race or not.

"According to the files of the Executive Department, Lu Mingfei's Lingling is Lingling No. 112 Rhine?" Mr. Vanderbilt asked.

"Yes, the date of his eruption is February 2010, 2. On that day, we implemented the 'Bronze Project' in the Three Gorges Reservoir and killed Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire." EVA replied.

"This is unbelievable!" Mr. Turing was taken aback. "We all know that the limit of speech and spirit that hybrids can master is the 'trial' of No. 111. No one can withstand the backlash of 'Rhine'. In history, 'Rhine' has been successfully cast People are dead, they can only survive in their own domain for a few tenths of a second..."

The elders all looked at the portraits on the wall at the same time. The latest one is the initiator and first president of the Lionheart Society, Menek Cassel. The reason why the genius leader of the secret party died young It is because of the cast of "Rhine" that he died with the Dragon King.

"As far as I know, it seems that Lu Mingfei's speech spirit is not limited to 'Rhine'." Beowulf said quietly, "The executive department records that he once cast a certain god at Six Flags Amusement Park in the summer of 2010." Super speech spirit, judging from the effect, this speech spirit is definitely not 'Rhine'. How can a mixed race have multiple speech spirits, doesn't this explain everything?"

"That boy... is a certain dragon king?" Mr. Turing said tremblingly. After he mentioned it, the elders took a breath of air in unison.

"I said, can your imagination not be so rich? Who here has no secrets? Do I look normal? Are those lunatics in your Beowulf family who like to drink dragon's blood normal?" The vice principal looked indifferent , burped Beowulf, "Speaking of which, I think you are the most abnormal. Did you shave your scales in the shower today? Do you want me to lend you a razor?"

"Mr. Flamel, I tolerate your speaking style out of respect for the surname Flamel!" Beowulf gave him a cold look, "It's not fun to be crazy, at least to me !"

The elders all remained silent. There were very few people present who were qualified to speak to Flamel mentor like this, but Beowulf was undoubtedly one of them.At this time, an old man knocked on the ground with his cane, and on his left little finger was wearing an ancient silver ring, which was the symbol of a tenured professor at Kassel College.

"I have doubts about Mr. Turing's point of view." Blair Bitner, the dean of the mathematics department, straightened his back, "Lu Mingfei has indeed gone beyond our understanding of mixed races, but he cast A certain god-level word spirit is to save people, and has suffered a terrible backlash for it. Do you think that the Dragon King will sacrifice himself out of pity for human beings?"

"This..." Mr. Turing hesitated.

"How can you slander my students like this?" James Plank, the dean of the history department, was indignant. "Have you read the book we jointly wrote? If you haven't read it, don't talk nonsense. You are a dissent against academics." A great insult to God!"

"I'm sorry, Professor Planck, I didn't mean that." Mr. Turing hurriedly apologized, he knew that there was no reason to talk to these old guys.In the eyes of those old lunatics and old gods, science is everything. Once the other party feels that their beliefs have been insulted, they are likely to fight him desperately.

"Actually, I have always felt that Lu Mingfei chose the wrong major. He is more interested in nuclear physics and alchemical chemistry. He should come to our department." The director of physics, Jean Gruss, hunched over and wore alchemy dentures. rattle.

"It's all Anger's fault. He arbitrarily compiled Lu Mingfei into the genealogy of the dragon family." The head of the Alchemy Chemistry Department said regretfully, "With his talent for explosives, if he can come to our department for further study, he may have already won the Nobel Prize in Chemistry."

Seeing that the serious combat meeting was turning into an academic seminar, Beowulf coughed a few times and looked around, "Why is there no representative from the Gattuso family present?"

"Who said that our family didn't send someone?" A man's angrily voice came from the loudspeaker on the roof, "Is it because your secretary hasn't turned on the projector to prevent me from appearing?"

"EVA, why didn't you let Pompey in?" the vice principal was puzzled.

EVA lowered her eyes and waved her hands expressionlessly.Above a certain empty seat, a bright blue beam of light is projected down. In the beam of light sits a man wearing only white swimming trunks. His chest muscles and abdominal muscles are well defined. I don’t know how many pairs of slender hands are touching his body. , or putting sunscreen on him.

"Pompeii, are you here for a meeting?" Beowulf roared, "Why you and not Frost?"

"Frost is transporting the keel to the underground vault of the Bank of Rome, so I have to attend the meeting." Pompei sipped the iced juice in his glass and said, "I said that you have been discussing for so long, have you not thought about the invasion of the academy?" guy, where will his next goal be?"

"Next target?" Beowulf was taken aback.

"Of course he didn't sneak into the academy to attack Angers, but for that keel! The value of the dragon king's bones is unparalleled. If a dragon king is killed without leaving a cocoon, then the keel will contain his exclusive Power." Pompeii waved his hand, signaling those slender hands to stop touching him, "The keel of the dragon king Constantine is preserved in the academy, and the keel of the dragon king Norton is preserved in the hands of Gattuso's family according to the resolution of the school board .”

Pompey snapped his fingers, and a new projection appeared above the conference table, spinning slowly.He took out his mobile phone and made a call showing off, "Hi! Frost, my dear brother, where have you been?"

A few seconds later, Frost's face appeared in front of the camera, "The current depth is 120 meters underground, and we are still going deeper into deeper formations. This elevator can reach the deepest half a kilometer underground, and there is still a short way to go in the end." walk."

Before the words fell, the sirens in the conference room rang out.The elders got up suddenly, but they immediately discovered that the siren did not come from EVA, but from the projection.The bulletproof elevator where Frost is located is surrounded by flashing red lights, and someone has invaded the underground vault of the Bank of Rome!

"A high-temperature reaction was detected deep in the ground!" EVA's voice was flat, "Correct the previous statement, it is an ultra-high temperature reaction."

"Frost, give up the original plan! Take the keel and get out of there!" Pompeii was so anxious that the juice overflowed from the glass.

In the Bank of Rome, Frost was evacuating through a safe passage under the cover of bodyguards.After each door, a bodyguard was left behind, manually closing the doors.Frost quickly rushed to the last safety door, and as the bodyguard manually pulled down the opening valve of the safety door, the circular steel door burst open... There was an overwhelming fire burning outside the door, and there seemed to be dragons and snakes dancing in the fire. The mummy-like human figure stood in the hellish fire, wrapped in white robes, as still as a god.

"It's you...is it you? It's you!" Frost screamed.

The elders were inexplicably horrified and stood up collectively.Even tens of thousands of kilometers away through the camera, they still feel the terrible coercion.

"Parents of Frost! Back off immediately!" EVA gave an order immediately.

Frost didn't answer, but took out his phone.At the last second, he sent a command via his cell phone, handing over final control of the vault to EVA.Death and Frost passed each other, the fire behind them like a rising sea.The image ended here, the camera was destroyed at the moment when the fire wall was pushed in, leaving only noisy snowflakes in the holographic image.