After the meal, the dragon looked contemptuously at Jelig, who had fallen to the ground with a flushed face.

"Hmph, little young, dare to fight with me, you're afraid you don't know how much I drink. He pointed his middle finger at Jelig, who had fallen to the ground, "I dare to say that I am a second child!" I can clearly hear how many ants are crawling on the ground 50 meters away. ”

Natasha sighed, this was already good for Jelig, at least not to go to his grave as a colleague to mourn him on New Year's holidays in the future. In a sense, Lord Fenglong was more eloquent than they had estimated.

"Okay, okay, this kid is finally lying down, and it's time to get down to business. Feng Long laughed, as soon as this remark came out, it was clear that he was not improvised, whether Jelig said bad things about him or not, he would get this open-mouthed fellow drunk.

Natasha frowned and replied, "If there is any secret, although Jelig is open-mouthed, he is also one of the eight stars, and his loyalty to His Excellency Galahad is still obvious to all. What can't you say to him?"

Feng Long shook the empty wine bottle in his hand, there was no trace of drunkenness on his face, and the guy who had drunk about the same time as him was now lying on the ground and couldn't get up. "No, no, no, it's not that he can't let him know, it's that if he knows, he will ruin the plan. You don't want Galahad's plans to be ruined, right? ”

Natasha's doubts deepened when she heard Fenglong's words, and she said, "Your Excellency Galahad's plan will always be perfect, and if Jelig had influenced it, he wouldn't have sent Jelig here at all. ”

Fenglong was noncommittal, and casually threw the glass bottle out, and the bottle smashed to pieces when it hit the ground. "Yes, Galahad was the first wise man at the Round Table, and even more so, called him the wisest man ever in the history of the mysterious world of Europe. I have to admit that he did have a last resort. The dragon turned his head, and there was a table with crumbling cups and plates, and the pilgrims had not had time to clean it up.

"He would never make such a low-level mistake. So, in fact, he calculated that I would definitely find this loophole and help him close it. So he didn't even bother to tell you. The dragon shrugged, his brown eyes staring into Natasha's eyes. "He's such a guy who likes to save effort, you should know more about this than I do. ”

Natasha nodded, Lord Galahad's plan would never be superfluous, if he didn't say it, then there was indeed a possibility, he thought that the dragon would make up for this loophole, and now the dragon drunk Jelig was indeed in his calculations. Natasha said, "And what are you going to tell me?"

Feng Long smiled: "This question is more complicated, you first tell me how many plans Galahad prepared for this operation." ”

Natasha was stunned for a moment and replied, "Three sets." His Excellency Galahad personally planned three plans for this operation. Natasha suddenly understood that with Galahad's scheme, nothing in the world needed three sets of plans, which was also an iron law that history has proven countless times. Any pilgrim is convinced of Galahad's resourcefulness.

"Well, that's four sets if you count me. Fenglong smiled, like a fox. "So you should be able to realize it, right? You're not stupid, in fact, your intelligence in the eight stars is not low, if it weren't for the current 'machine variable star' who is too smart, you can also be a 'machine variable star', and it won't be just a 'hunting star'. ”

Natasha thought for a while, and her brows gradually locked together, but she was naturally beautiful, even if her brows were tightly locked, she had a thousand different styles, so that the dragon on the side couldn't help but secretly admire, sure enough, Ukraine is rich in beauties, this kind of stunner Galahad, the old popsicle, can not be moved, it is really amazing.

"You're saying that Lord Galahad's three plans weren't designed to kill the 'little pets'?" Natasha said what she could imagine in her mind, and the dragon applauded appreciatively.

"That's right, Galahad's three plans were all just to test the monster's physical stats in preparation for similar situations in the future. He didn't intend to solve this problem in the first place, but only to collect enough data without casualties. I put the finishing touches on it. What you have to do is to withdraw from the battlefield as soon as possible after the implementation of the three sets of plans, and do a good job of blockading and keeping the battlefield secret. Fenglong explained.

Natasha nodded, everything made sense, the plan was indeed Galahad's style. All the things she had been puzzled about before were explained. Why did such a mission send her pursuit team, not the heavy firepower combat unit of the "Burning Star" Ifrit, but also the group of scholars who studied biology in the "Skygazing Star" data recording department in the logistics four-star. This group of people usually does not go out easily, but stays in the research laboratories of various universities or research institutes to do research, and only when they are instructed to do so will they regularly report their results through online meetings. They are the spies that Galahad planted in every research institution, providing the pilgrims with the best scientific reserves.

Galahad was an unconventional man who had always been a master of science and magic, and it is estimated that the major research institutes did not realize that they were planted as spies, and that they all served the same organization.

So, the reason why Jelig couldn't be told was because he was very impulsive, and if he knew that the three sets of plans were a cover from the beginning, he wouldn't have recorded the data seriously at all, and dropping the chain in the plan would cause casualties...... Is this plan already dangerous?" asked Natasha, all of Galahad's plans had a certain margin for error, but this time Galahad had to hide from Jelig to avoid any mistakes that might have been caused by his character.

"Yes, and then this plan is bound to fail, I must let you know. Otherwise, you'll be fighting to the death when Plan 3 fails. It will affect my performance, and it may also cause you to lose yourself. Look at it, this old popsicle of Galahad is so snobbish, you are all his precious possessions and pawns. He was reluctant to throw away such a useful tool until he found a replacement. The dragon explained, maliciously attacking Galahad.

"Got it. Thank you, Lord Fenglong, but I still can't accept that you call Lord Galahad an old popsicle. In any case, the Holy One is our light. Natasha thanked her and warned coldly, as if no one could insult Galahad in front of her.

"I know, I know, think about it, he's 91 years old, isn't he very old? Has he always been like an iceberg, no emotion at all? But he's not fat, what's wrong with me calling him a popsicle?" Fenglong said half-aggrieved and half-jokingly.

"The saint is not burdened by ordinary emotions, always wise, always calm, and this is all the more worthy of our following. For those of us, the Sage is a God-given savior, and it is normal that the savior does not need mortal emotions. Natasha muttered, both defending Galahad and convincing herself internally. The Sage does not need mortal emotions, so the Sage will not fall in love with anyone, so the Moon chosen by the Sage is not his companion, but only an assistant.

"But are you really sure? We've been looking at it from a distance for three days, and it doesn't look like something that one person can solve. Natasha said with some concern. The thing seemed very docile now, but just looking at it from a distance was enough to make her shudder. The earliest witnesses had already been washed away by the wizards and psychologists among the pilgrims, and the pilgrims reported it and sealed off the area so that the beast was not allowed to be witnessed by more people. Otherwise, what is more than an uproar?

"Cormara, the son of the Greek titan god Typhon. Like its brothers and sisters, they are all ancient monsters that rival the mythical heroes in legends. Fenglong nodded and said, "It's not the same as the bloodline, werewolf, or other demons and monsters you usually deal with, right?" ”

Natasha nodded, Comara's majestic body still lingering in the depths of her memory. "Just in size, it's far more than any monster I've ever dealt with, and ordinary mythical creatures can't compare to it. I've hunted wyverns in Libya with my hunters, but this thing doesn't feel like a wyvern at all. It should be even more powerful than the fire dragon. ”

"More than that, fantasy and myth are completely different things. Feng Long corrected that he who inherited the secret knowledge of ancient China was the authority on mystical warfare. "The gods are all descendants of the gods, and their bodies are full of the blood of the gods. Of course, most of them are evil gods. The biggest difference between fantasy and god generation is their ferocity, fantasy species exist in strange tales and legends, although they are also extremely weird, super combat effectiveness, but in today's society, they can even be killed by heavy firepower technological weapons. The god generation species is different, and some god generations have enough power to rival heroes, demigods, and even the main god. In Norse mythology, Fenrir was able to devour Odin, while the earthly python Yulmangande was able to poison Thor with his venom. These are not things that humans can solve with technological weapons, and I doubt that nuclear weapons can kill these guys. ”

"The Komela you're watching is a standard mythical species, maybe not enough to match the gods, but at his peak, it would have to be a hero's level. Fenglong patiently said science.

"Are you sure you can kill such a monster?" Natasha suddenly realized that the beast was so ferocious, but the dragon was still so light-hearted, and she didn't see him nervous at all, just how strong the strongest monster in the Council of the Round Table was.

"It is weak, after all, this is not the time of mythology, its power comes from the gods, and the power of the gods comes from the belief and fear of human beings in them. So this beast is not as fierce as it is at its peak. I can take it. If it had been him at his peak, the one that had died at the hands of Bellerophon, I might not have been able to deal with it. At least on land that is not China, I am not sure. Fenglong chuckled, but his tone was light.

"That's what Galahad intended, because this is the first time we've seen the resurgence of the mythical species, and we have to figure out how to defeat the mythical species based on the data from Komala. After all, with the surge of this undercurrent, more and more mythical species will definitely appear, and my power is limited after all, and we must find a way to effectively solve the crisis of the god generation. Fenglong concluded, he didn't care that the Ukrainian girl in front of him was already in a cold sweat.

In any case, Galahad had indeed gone too far, Fenglong thought to himself, no matter how indifferent his emotions were, he shouldn't treat such a young man as a consumer and a tool, right?

"I hope your goal can be achieved soon, and these people who are being used by you will be freed as soon as possible. Fenglong thought to himself.

"Is it true that what you said is? I heard that at the round table, you informed the whole mysterious world that the gods are about to be resurrected?" asked Natasha suddenly.

Fenglong nodded definitely: "Yes." You and your civilization are not like my motherland, China, you have not fought against the gods, and you have not succeeded in defeating the gods. So there are still undead gods sleeping on your land, and their awakening will deal a devastating blow to your civilization and then affect China. Therefore I want to teach you what is necessary, lest you be defenseless. ”

"And who is awakening the gods, and what good is it for him?" asked Natasha.

"If I knew, I would have cut off that guy's head. There is no shortage of fanatics and religious fanatics in this world. What can't they do for the sake of the gods they believe in? You just let them sell their own parents and make them do it. The Crusades, the Witch Trials, and now the Ideological War, which is not the human catastrophe caused by these fanatical believers?" Fenglong said hatefully, and when he mentioned this, the expression of this oriental became a little hideous, "Swinging a butcher's knife at his own people in the name of God, is this considered a traitor among the human race?"

Natasha was momentarily speechless. What if this god were to be His Excellency Galahad, and he would surely unite in the glory of Galahad and break all obstacles for that Lord. So Natasha didn't know how to answer Fenglong for a while.

"Forget it, Galahad isn't like a god. As if sensing what Natasha was thinking, the dragon softened his tone and said, "You were saved by Galahad, so it's your freedom to do something similar for him, and no one can hinder you." But what did the gods do for humanity? They did nothing but create a whole bunch of creatures that were cursed by the gods. At least Galahad didn't treat you like a lamb. Would you wield a butcher's knife at your own loved ones for Galahad's sake? If you had just heard rumors about him and he didn't do anything for you?"

"I want to ...... No, this cannot be true. My life and everything I have are given to you by Lord Galahad. Halfway through Natasha's words, the Ukrainian girl suddenly shook her head firmly, clearing everything she wanted to say out of her mind, leaving only one sentence for Fenglong.

"Ah...... It doesn't matter anymore. Tell Jelig to get up, we're done. I'm too embarrassed to advise you to do anything, lest anyone think I'm digging into the foot of Galahad's wall. The dragon yawned nonchalantly, stood up and walked towards the tent where he was sleeping. "I'll go to sleep for a while, and you will sober that boy up, and if anything happens to Komala, tell me quickly. We'll be done tomorrow. I've never been away from China for so long, and I feel sick all over. ”

Natasha nodded silently as the dragon walked into the tent, she looked up at the treetops in the distance and sighed faintly.