Lu Mingfei, who had read Dragon Clan before slaying the dragon

How could he forget that boy? He couldn't forget him, but the life in Japan made him gradually block the memory of Black Swan Harbor twenty years ago: the dark corridor, the independent rooms, and the children as young as flowers... Herzog locked this memory deep in his heart and applied for the boy.

Herzog did not intend to recall it, because he had already abandoned that old identity, whether it was the genius scientist of the Third Reich of Germany, the chief researcher of the former Soviet Union, the person in charge of Black Swan Port, Jung von Herzog... This identity had been thrown away by him, along with his past 82 years of life, because he was destined to become a "god", he would evolve into a brand new dragon clan, with eternal life and endless years. In comparison, his life experience of more than 80 years as a human being was too thin. This was not something worth recalling, but a stain on the life of the new king of dragons.

But looking at Lu Mingfei's face, Herzog suddenly remembered the child who had undergone the pontine splitting surgery first. He had collected amazing data from that boy. That boy was his most precious but least cherished experimental subject. Herzog destroyed the boy's body and ravaged his spirit. Before leaving Black Swan Harbor, Herzog decided to abandon the boy in the raging fire.

So many years have passed, and Herzog thought that he and Major Bondarev were the only two people who escaped from Black Swan Port. He ate everyone, and he was the last witness of that history. No one in this world should have the same memory as him... But Herzog is obviously panicked now.

The look of horror and terror on Renrenzai's face was as if he had seen a ghost... No, not a ghost, but an evil spirit, an evil spirit that should have died!

"Who are you! Who are you!" Herzog pointed at Lu Mingfei and screamed sharply, "Are you him? Are you him? No, that's not right, he's dead... You can't be him! You can't be him! Who the hell are you!"

"I told you, I'm that boy's brother." Lu Mingfei said calmly, "You know, the disobedient kid you locked up at the end of the corridor, tied up like me, wearing a straitjacket."

Herzog remained silent. He did not dare to answer the question, and his pupils trembled violently.

It was obvious that Herzog was the one who held the initiative, and Lu Mingfei was just his prey, who was imprisoned and still in a weak period after the blood transfusion, but Herzog was frightened, as if a heinous criminal was haunted by a wronged ghost who came to seek revenge on him.

"Zero...that's what you call him, right?" Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog and said slowly.

"Shut up! Shut up!" Herzog suddenly roared angrily, looking like he was going crazy. "Don't shout out that name! Don't shout out that name! You said he was your brother? I don't believe it! He's obviously dead. Why are you mentioning a dead person?!"

"Really? You think a fire can kill him... Doctor, you're more naive than I thought." Lu Mingfei shook his head. "Have you really figured out... what kind of existence that boy is?"

"What kind of existence? What kind of existence do you say he is?" Herzog was stunned. "You mean he is still alive? He can't be alive! I started that fire with my own hands. I watched the entire port being engulfed in flames. I heard the crying of boys and girls. No one could escape... No one escaped from that harbor that night. Everyone died!"

"You should know that fire has no effect on certain creatures." Lu Mingfei sneered. "You managed to survive that fire, yet you think it killed everyone... Doctor, don't you think you're being too self-righteous?"

Herzog's face froze. Indeed, the fire reduced everything to ashes. He had no way of counting how many bodies were in the ruins of the institute because all of them were burned to charcoal. Herzog subconsciously thought that the staff members who had taken sleeping pills and the children who were tied up with iron chains and locked in the room were all burned to death in the fire.

But when he thought of the boy's tenacious vitality, Herzog was shocked to realize that the boy might not be dead! As for how he escaped, how he crossed the Black Sea, and where he lived all these years... Herzog didn't care at all.

"Even if he survived...how could he have a brother? How could you be his brother?" Herzog continued in disbelief. "Where is he now? Where is he now?"

"Don't be nervous. You won't be able to see him for the time being, and you don't have to worry about him coming after you." Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog. "So are you afraid of him, or are you afraid of me? I'm being tightly bound by you. Do I have any chance of resistance?"

"Or are you just such a coward by nature?" Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog with a scrutinizing gaze. "That won't do, Doctor. Even if you gain power, a cowardly piece of shit can't become a true dragon."

Herzog should have been furious at Lu Mingfei's provocation, but on the contrary, he calmed down. He looked at Lu Mingfei tied to the plank bed, as if he saw the boy in a straitjacket, imprisoned at the end of the corridor twenty years ago... They were really alike, whether in appearance, tone, temperament, or even... fate.

Yes, he is the one who is about to become the new emperor. How can he hide a cowardly heart under the powerful dragon periosteum?

Look at the pale young man. The only part of his body that can move now is his mouth. The boy he used to have also had such a pale little face, staring at him with such stubborn eyes. Even if they say some words like knives that hurt his heart, they cannot cause any substantial harm to him. However, he is always in control of their life and death.

I am the one who controls the initiative, what do I need to be afraid of? Even if that boy appears in front of me again, I will control him again. No matter what kind of existence he is, this time I will squeeze out all his value!

Thinking of this, a confident smile appeared on Herzog's face again.

"It's almost time. Now that we've got the final key, it's time to get ready and set off." Herzog clapped his hands. "Once Mount Fuji subsides and the 'God' fully recovers, we can set off for the Tama River area."

Footsteps sounded at the same frequency as Herzog's high-fives, and a figure in a black windbreaker slowly walked out from the dark corner and stood straight behind Herzog.

When he saw the man's face clearly, Lu Mingfei's pupils suddenly shrank.

"How did he end up in your hands?" Lu Mingfei turned his gaze away from the man's face and looked at Herzog. "You controlled him in some way, didn't you?"

"Did you think I couldn't even hold onto a single chess piece?" Herzog said with a sinister smile. "I've long sensed that his attitude towards me wasn't normal. You must have instigated him, right? You revealed my plan to him, and although I couldn't figure out the reason at the time, did you think I wouldn't be on guard at all?"

The figure in the black windbreaker was none other than Yuan Zhisheng, the current patriarch of the Sheqi family, who had been missing for several days.

No one knew where Gen Chisheng had gone these days. The Sheqi Eight Families had used all their strength in the Japanese underworld but still couldn't find the patriarch. Unexpectedly, he had already fallen into Herzog's hands. Lu Mingfei was shocked when he saw Gen Chisheng in Takama-ga-hara. At that time, Gen Chisheng looked like he didn't recognize him anymore. His pupils were dull and his movements were numb like a robot. It was obvious that he was being controlled by someone and had lost his consciousness.

"Yuan Zhisheng also underwent pontine schisis surgery?" Lu Mingfei asked Herzog in a deep voice.

"No, this guy hasn't had it done." Herzog shook his head. "The only ones who have had pons surgery are the children of Black Swan Harbor, Minamoto no Chikage, and Uesugi Erie. Minamoto no Chikage is healthy because he's been a child with a strong sense of justice. He's extremely stubborn but not very bright, so he's much easier to control than his more sensitive brother."

Lu Mingfei stared at Yuan Zhisheng's expressionless face. Indeed, just as Herzog said, Yuan Zhisheng did not look like someone who had undergone pontine schisis surgery.

Because the principle of pontine splitting surgery is to create a second personality in a person's mind. This personality is often the opposite of the first personality. A cowardly person will become violent, an inferior person will become arrogant, and a pessimistic person will become optimistic... With Yuan Zhisheng's personality, he will probably become like Yuan Zhinu when she was a child, but now Yuan Zhisheng has no emotions and is as cold as a walking corpse.

"I know what you're thinking. You're wondering how I controlled him." Herzog smirked at Lu Mingfei. "Pontine schisis surgery is outdated. Perhaps it was cutting-edge technology twenty years ago, but after coming to Japan, I discovered that the world's scientific development has far surpassed my expectations, especially Japanese medicine."

"Medicine?" Lu Mingfei frowned slowly.

"Of course, I'm not talking about the currency sold on the market. I'm referring to the banned drugs on the Japanese black market." Herzog pulled a small medicine bottle filled with white powder from his pocket. "Anesthetics, hallucinogens, stimulants... these things have opened up a whole new door for me. Since pharmaceutical science has developed to the point where it can guide a person's consciousness towards a specific emotion, can a combination of drugs and brain surgery achieve the effect of precisely controlling a person's consciousness?"

"So you used medicine on Yuan Zhisheng and performed some kind of surgery on him?" Lu Mingfei asked.

Chapter 598 Mimir's Poison

"Yes, the power of bloodline is certainly formidable, but human technology is also very fascinating." Herzog smiled, pouring the white powder from the bottle into his hand and twisting it between his fingers. "'Mimmir's Poison'—I chose the name myself. Mimir is the god of wisdom in Norse mythology, and 'Mimmir's Poison' is a drug that inactivates wisdom, symbolizing being controlled."

"Ten years ago, I had the idea of ​​creating a drug that could control people's minds. Originally, I planned to use it on the prime ministers of various countries after I became a new dragon." Herzog said, "Although the beings on the throne are always lonely, I can't rule an empty world. However, it is quite irrational to conquer the world by brute force alone. This is the lesson taught me by the corrupt old dragon civilization. As a new dragon, I want to combine supreme power with my lifelong wisdom."

"Force will establish my position, and wisdom will establish my prestige. Then, the prime ministers of all countries will be my spokesmen, and human society will continue to operate in an orderly manner. The difference is that the entire human civilization will become my slave." Herzog laughed heartily. "The ants will be living a mediocre life on the ground, while I, along with the newborn dragons I have chosen, will rule everything from the throne in the sky, creating a new, eternal era!"

Listening to Herzog's words, Lu Mingfei's heart sank little by little. He knew that Herzog was a scheming man, but he didn't expect that this old guy could be so cruel and crazy.

"I had no shortage of test subjects, but the technical barriers to the 'Mimir Poison' were too high. Fortunately, I later realized that it could be supplemented with surgery and hypnosis." Herzog continued, "'Mimir Poison' happened to be completed after you arrived in Japan. I didn't even have time to find enough test samples to test the drug's stability, and I didn't expect it to be used on the child who once trusted me the most."

"You also know that Gen Chisheng was once the person who trusted you the most." Lu Mingfei whispered, "He truly regarded Tachibana Masamune as a father figure in his life. He even planned to flee to France and take Tachibana Masamune with him to a nude beach to sell sunscreen."

"But Zhisheng betrayed me in the end, didn't he?" Herzog said. "Fortunately, I discovered his unusual attitude towards me. From the day I felt Zhisheng had lost his trust in me, I secretly added 'Mimir's Poison' to his food."

"I tried my best to make this stuff colorless and odorless, but due to the ingredients, it has a slight fishy smell. To avoid arousing Zhisheng's suspicion, I added this medicine to every meal and every glass of water he drinks." Herzog held up three fingers. "It took three full days to reach my estimated dosage. Considering Zhisheng's excellent bloodline, I didn't even dare to stop the medication on the fourth day."

Lu Mingfei quickly recalled that the day when Minamoto Chisheng lost his trust in Tachibana Masamune was when Deadpool attacked the Genji Heavy Industries Building. At that time, he asked Chu Zihang to reveal Tachibana Masamune's true identity to Minamoto Chisheng after Deadpool's crisis was resolved. The timing did match.

Lu Mingfei had even specifically asked Chu Zihang to warn Yuan Zhisheng not to reveal his feelings in front of Herzog, but how could one conceal one's emotions so easily? Especially since this was Tachibana Masamune, who was like a father figure to Yuan Zhisheng... Lu Mingfei hadn't expected Herzog to be so wary and suspicious. Simply sensing a change in Yuan Zhisheng's attitude towards him, he unhesitatingly used his newly developed drug on him.

"What an unexpected move." Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog and said in a deep voice, "Doctor, you are more cautious than I thought."

"My bloodline isn't as strong as those monsters who inherited super genes, but thankfully, I'm smarter than them." Herzog pointed to his head. "Even a powerful heir to the 'Royal Blood' couldn't conquer the world by force. Someone of ordinary descent who wants to ascend to the supreme throne, how can he not be cautious?"

"It took me twenty years to get to where I am today. During these twenty years, I didn't dare to take a single wrong step. In such a vast world, even the slightest carelessness could ruin all my efforts," Herzog said nostalgically. "No one can be fully trusted except yourself. If you don't want to be betrayed by anyone, you must be prepared to betray everyone from the very beginning... I have to thank my old friend, Major Bondarev, for teaching me this truth through his actions."

"How long does the effect of 'Mimir's Poison' last? It's supposed to be a long-term medication, right? It needs to be taken continuously," Lu Mingfei asked Herzog. "Any drug has its limits. If 'Mimir's Poison's' effect is to suppress a person's original consciousness, and it requires a certain dosage to be effective, then after the user stops taking it for a period of time, the effect will gradually decrease, right? Or under certain specific stimuli, the effect of 'Mimir's Poison' will be overcome?"

"Mr. Lu, I don't think we're close enough for me to share patents with you." Herzog coldly rejected Lu Mingfei, "You don't need to know so much."

Lu Mingfei couldn't help but curse in his heart. This guy Herzog was more vigilant and sensitive than he had imagined. Even though he was now in Herzog's hands and had no ability to resist, Herzog was still wary of him... This man was like a lone wolf in the jungle. He would never share his deepest secrets with anyone until he had devoured all his prey.

The situation was more troublesome than expected. In the dream story, it was originally Fengjian Liuli who was controlled by the sound of Herzog's clappers, and a brotherly revenge spanning ten years began between him and Minamoto Chisheng. In reality, the conflict between the brothers had been resolved by Lu Mingfei, and Lu Mingfei had found a way to guard against Herzog's clappers. Fengjian Liuli finally got rid of the control of this evil ghost... but Minamoto Chisheng was controlled by Herzog.

Although this unexpected event probably will not affect Herzog becoming the new White King, nor will it affect the dragon blood baptism of Eri and Chu Zihang and the final overall situation, the fratricide between the brothers Gen Chisei and Kazama Ruri is not what Lu Mingfei wants to see. In the end, no matter who of the brothers dies, the ending of this story cannot be called perfect.

Herzog turned his head and stared at a surveillance device.

The dozen or so images on the surveillance screen were almost all extinguished, leaving only a small lens in the corner still lit... The lens was shaking violently, but it was still possible to vaguely see blood-red magma spreading across the earth, forests on fire, billowing black smoke rising from the distant mountains, lightning and dark clouds on the mountains.

The camera is aimed at Mount Fuji, or more precisely, at the Tama River area at the foot of Mount Fuji. The other monitoring equipment were probably destroyed by the continuous eruption of lava, and now only this one camera is still barely working.

At the bottom of the screen were strings of professional data that Lu Mingfei couldn't understand. They were probably devices for detecting geological activities and climate information. It turned out that Herzog had this method to monitor the condition of "God". This was a private secret of Herzog that no one knew about. The mind of this scientist who had served in the Third Reich of Germany and the former Soviet Union was indeed more meticulous and delicate than anyone imagined.

"What's going on? What's going on!" Herzog stared at the monitoring data intently. "Didn't the 'God' just revived? Isn't the newly revived 'God' still in a weak period? How can a 'God' in a weak period have such strong vitality? The scale of this tsunami, the frequency of volcanic eruptions, the intensity of geological activity, the concentration of elemental turbulence... all of this far exceeds my expected modeling. Is this the power of 'God'? Is this the power of 'God'! They are worthy of being the only two greatest beings in the world!"

Herzog's mood changed from surprise to excitement. He was so happy that he couldn't help but hug the image of the erupting Mount Fuji on the screen and kiss it, just like kissing the sexy body of a beautiful girl... Lu Mingfei looked at Herzog's almost crazy appearance and couldn't help but sneer in his heart.

Herzog didn't know why the power of the "God" who had just revived was stronger than he had imagined, but Lu Mingfei knew... because the "God" was awakened in advance by Lao Tang and Xia Mi, the blood of the King of Bronze and Fire and the King of Earth and Mountains were absolutely nutritious supplements for the "God". Not only would the "God's" resurrection speed be accelerated, but the incomplete state would be quickly replenished, and the strength would also increase exponentially.

"Excellent, excellent! As expected of a legendary creature, a being of a higher rank than the Four Monarchs!" Herzog was so excited he practically danced with joy. "Such a formidable force, such ultimate power! As long as I possess this power, no one can stop me. I have already seen... the day when the world will prostrate itself at my feet!"

"The destination is Hongjing. Bring Lu Mingfei with you." Herzog couldn't wait to give the order to Yuan Zhisheng. "Remember to ensure his safety and integrity. He is my most important key now."

Yuan Zhisheng nodded numbly. Following Herzog's orders, he walked slowly towards Lu Mingfei, untied the shackles that bound Lu Mingfei, and carried Lu Mingfei on his shoulders.

Lu Mingfei did not resist the whole time. When he was lifted up by Yuan Zhisheng, he found that Yuan Zhisheng's neck, shoulders and arms were covered with crisscrossing wounds. Some of the wounds had begun to scab over, and it looked like at least several days had passed. Some of the wounds were still very new, deep enough to see the bones.

It's easy to guess who caused this... Herzog took out all the pain of ear-cutting and the depression of his disrupted plans on Yuan Zhisheng. He wantonly abused the young man who once regarded him as a role model and a father, and it lasted for several whole days!

Finally, Lu Mingfei's sight fell on Herzog. He stared at the back of the devil-like man, his pale face filled with icy murderous intent.

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Tokyo Meteorological Bureau Hall.

Ange stood by the broken floor-to-ceiling window, holding a Rittal mobile phone tightly in his hand. The picture on the phone screen was frozen on a string of unremarked phone numbers in the contact list. Ange lowered his head and stared at the string of numbers for a long time without moving, as if he was struggling with whether to dial the number.

Ange raised his head. In the distance in front of him was the surging Mount Fuji. The black clouds were extremely thick and purple electric snakes were moving in the clouds... That was the area where the "God" was resurrected, and it was also the source of the entire Japanese disaster.

And behind Ange, in the invisible distant east, countless corpse guards are rapidly approaching the direction of the resurrection of "God" like mad snakes. When they go ashore and enter Tokyo City, there will undoubtedly be a disaster with rivers of blood.

After a brief hesitation, Ange dialed the number on his mobile phone. Now was not the time to be proud. If lowering his posture could increase the probability of winning the war, Ange would not remain arrogant and unwilling to bow his head... Even if the other party might not agree to the request to join the war, this call must be made.

Ange put the receiver close to his ear. After a busy tone, a standard clear female voice sounded, and then the call was automatically hung up. He frowned and called twice again... The situation was exactly the same. The phone was automatically hung up after a busy tone.

"Damn it! Why didn't he even answer the phone?" Angé, an educator, couldn't help but curse. "Could this guy have drowned?"

Ange had imagined himself being rejected, but he didn't expect that the other party would not even answer the call. He was so angry that he wanted to smash the phone away, but after taking a few deep breaths, he calmed down... Ange called Uesugi Yue's number. The phone was the one Ange snatched from Uesugi Yue's phone when he was patronizing the ramen stall. At that time, Uesugi Yue was extremely reluctant to leave the phone to Ange. The ramen chef felt that Ange would definitely bring himself great trouble in the future if he had his phone, but Ange threatened Uesugi Yue that if he didn't leave the phone to him, he would report Uesugi Yue's secret watching of movies to the Black Sky Shrine.

Ange saved Uesugi Yue's phone number but never called him, but Uesugi Yue's feeling was correct. When Japan was on the verge of destruction, Ange thought of asking Uesugi Yue for help. The ramen chef was once the supreme leader of the underworld and the strongest emperor of the Eight Snake Families in a hundred years. When he was young, Uesugi Yue was defeated by Ange due to his lack of experience and defects in his words. Ange didn't know how much strength Uesugi Yue had left after being a ramen chef for more than 60 years, but Ange conservatively estimated that as long as the old guy was willing to assist Kassel Academy, their survival rate could be at least doubled!

It would be fine if he couldn't get in touch with him, but Ange was not discouraged. Everyone has his own destiny. If everyone can live to see tomorrow's sun, Ange will not blame Uesugi Yue, but will invite him for a drink.

Chapter 599 Blocking War

Ange put away his phone, took a deep breath, turned around, and watched Caesar and Chu Zihang, who had changed into combat uniforms, walking towards him quickly.

"It looks much better than those two fancy clothes of yours." Ange joked, "This way I look like a student of Kassel College. I don't want to die with two famous gigolos."

After saying that, Ange led the two of them and walked quickly towards the stairs of the building. Caesar and Chu Zihang behind him looked at each other, as if they didn't expect that the principal could still make a joke at this critical moment. But they didn't know whether this old man was really not that nervous and had already put life and death aside, or was afraid that the mood was too low with the battle imminent, so he wanted to tease them to ease the atmosphere.

Caesar and Chu Zihang followed Ange to the rooftop. At this time, there were three helicopters hovering above the rooftop of the building. When disaster strikes, these are probably the most efficient and convenient means of urban transportation that can be used. In this case, even if the Snake Eight Families or the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department were asked to provide three helicopters at once, it would be quite difficult.

People from the Equipment Department of Kassel College, led by Deputy Minister Karl, also followed. Not only people from the Equipment Department, but also people from the Ganliu Research Institute and Miyamoto Ze. The vice-president also staggered up to the rooftop, carrying a bottle of wine.

Everyone's eyes converged on Ange, Caesar and Chu Zihang, their eyes full of respect... It was admiration for the warriors, just like the old, weak and village women in Japan's Warring States Period standing in the bleak autumn wind, watching with eyes full of reverence the warriors who were ready to die and never return.

Just like when Ange entered the underground research institute of Watt Alheim in the past, the nerves of the equipment department gave Ange full respect for the first time. These stubborn scientists rarely regarded Ange and the other two as real heroes and warriors.

"President, could you please smile? Could you please look at the camera with that righteous, fearless, and indifferent look?" A researcher pointed a camera at Ange's face. "Time is running out, so we don't have time for a complete interview. This may be your last shot. This precious video will be treated as a precious legacy by the academy, and will be played repeatedly at the annual freshman ceremony at Kassel College. Your great voice and appearance will surely be remembered by history. Amen!"

"Can you please say something nice? I don't want my subordinates to hope that I will never come back before I even step onto the battlefield." Ange rolled his eyes at the Australian researcher, but then gave a cooperative smile to the camera.

"Principal, are you planning to stop the Shikigami swarm in Sea Forest Park?" Deputy Minister Karl whispered after shaking hands with Ange. "If the Shikigami swarm wants to reach the inland of Tokyo, they'll have to pass through that bay."

"Yes, I've looked at the map. Those two small islands are the most suitable locations to stop the group of corpse guards." Angre nodded. "They are also the last line of defense."

"The two sea-crossing bridges leading to Umi-no-Mori Park were destroyed by the tsunami, and most of Umi-no-Mori Park is also submerged. The only area within your range for combat is the Tokyo Rinkai Power Plant next to the park." Deputy Minister Karl looked worried. "But it's several kilometers away from inland Tokyo, like an isolated island. If you engage in battle with the Shikigami there, your chances of either receiving reinforcements or retreating are slim."

"The situation can't get any worse. If the three of us can't hold on, the whole of Tokyo will be buried with us," said Ange.

He was right. If Ange and the other three couldn't stop the group of Shikigami on the sea island in the Sea Forest Park, there would be no need for "God". The frenzy of Shikigami alone would be enough to make the whole of Tokyo fall.

"There's a US military base in Okinawa," Deputy Minister Karl said in a low voice. "Do we really not need to contact them and call in US warships for support?"

"Tens of thousands of zombie guards. This number of enemies would require at least an aircraft carrier-class warship to effectively strike. Other warships can only do so much damage." Ange shook his head. "Compared to this, are our weapons fully loaded?"

"Everything's loaded. The large weapons are in Helicopters One and Two, and they've already departed. Helicopter Three is loaded with various firearms, ammunition, and melee weapons, and will accompany you to the Sea Forest Apartments." Deputy Minister Ka Er said, taking a photo. "Watt Alheim products must be top-notch! Absolutely powerful!"

An De nodded, and Miyamoto Ze came forward.

"The head of the family has already left for the clan. Refining the sulfur bombs and preparing the incendiary bombs will take time, at least half an hour, and no more than an hour." Miyamoto Ze bowed deeply to Ange and the other two. "The future of this city is in the hands of the principal!"

Ange calmly accepted Miyamoto's bow. He said to the director of the Tokyo Meteorological Bureau calmly, "Tokyo is not my Tokyo, but your Tokyo. I am an avenger. My goal is to avenge the dragons, not to save the world... So entrusting the fate of this city to me is obviously not a rational decision."

"We have no choice." Miyamoto Ze smiled bitterly. "Although I also want to contribute to my city, if my sacrifice can bring a glimmer of hope for victory, I will not hesitate...but I only hate that my abilities are so limited."

Ange didn't say much, just patted Miyamoto Ze on the shoulder, and finally he walked in front of the vice-principal.

"I'm handing over the command of the battlefield to you," Ange said to the vice-president. "Drink less. If something goes wrong here, the front line will quickly collapse."

"It's okay. You know how much I can drink. When has drinking ever caused me any trouble? I only sober up the more I drink." The vice-president put his arm around Ange's shoulders and whispered in his ear, "But my old friend, I have to be frank. You'd better not die here... Otherwise, I will let all of Tokyo die with you."

Ange didn't say much. He just gave the vice-principal a gentle hug and then took the revolver from his waist. "Can you lend it to me? Is there any bullet in the gun?"

"There should be three more rounds left." The Vice Principal asked in confusion, "What do you want to do?"

Ange turned around, casually pulled out the safety catch, loaded the gun, raised the muzzle and aimed at the rotor of the last helicopter and fired three shots in a row.

Dazzling sparks flew from the rotors. One side of the rotor of Helicopter No. 5 twisted, and the other side broke directly... The bullets in the vice-principal's revolver were not ordinary bullets, but special alchemical bullets, powerful enough to penetrate dragon scales.

The pilot jumped out of the cockpit and landed on the rooftop. The helicopter lost control and plummeted towards the bottom of the building... Everyone was stunned as they watched this precious vehicle crash to the ground, causing a dazzling explosion.

"What is the principal doing?" Deputy Minister Karl asked in surprise.

"Of course the principal has figured out that you didn't come to the rooftop to see him off, but to wait for him to leave and slip away on the last helicopter... The old man has become a fox!" The vice principal, who had just been acting like a good friend to Ange, suddenly changed his expression and started cursing at Ange, "Hey, I know you're doing this to cut off the escape route for these psychopathic young men and to make them go all out, but is it really necessary to be so drastic? I can't leave like this, you bastard, have you considered your old friend?"

"Otherwise, how can we demonstrate our determination to fight to the death?" Ange consoled everyone. "Can our Kassel Academy's resolve be inferior to that of the Japanese?"

Then, amid the cursing of the crowd, Ange and Chu Zihang boarded helicopter No. 4 and flew towards the Sea Forest together with helicopter No. 3 carrying weapons and ammunition.

Not until the helicopter disappeared from sight did the researchers in the Equipment Department withdraw their gaze, their faces as pale as paper.

"Is it necessary? Isn't the principal too heartless?"