In the middle of the battle, explosions kept appearing, and the purple figure still walked on the edge of life and death in an elegant way. And just after this situation lasted for a while, the man who shocked all the spectators suddenly slowed down.

"Dear students outside the battlefield, I need your support,"

Mercer's voice came with a slight flirtatiousness, as if he was not engaged in a life-threatening battle, but that he needed to borrow money without change when he was on the bus.

"Use a high-explosive weapon to bombard the location with coordinates of (**.*,**), and the specific coordinates are based on the second set of baselines of the teaching building and the administrative building, so be sure to act quickly, because I may not last long."

As soon as this statement came out, the students immediately boiled - from the beginning, they wanted to join the fight, but unfortunately they did not have the opportunity to intervene at all. The armament department even pulled out a strangely shaped machine, claiming that "this is the most explosive sample in the last real year", and "because it repeatedly exploded and even shook part of the building structure during the test, there is no need to worry about the probability and power of detonation......

Regardless of these slots, they also deliberately dispatched a drone as a bomb carrier. It seems that there is a researcher nearby who is idle and bored, controlling (playing) the flight of the newly developed drone.

Konstantin was furious, and the most important thing in his eyes now was to tear apart the lowly purple worm in front of him, and to pluck out the slippery and abominable limbs one by one—a matter that was even more important than the brother who sought it. It didn't pay attention to the small actions between the academy and Mercer, or it didn't have time to care about it at all.

"Boom-"

Compared to the intensity of Konstantin's attack, this bomb drop is really a bit ridiculous, and besides, it is not coming towards it. It shook its head, holding back its more chaotic spirit, and continued to chase after the jumping Mercer.

"Very productive attack. Move 20 meters to the right and 15 meters to the left to continue the bombing. ”

The terrifying flames were no longer so easy to dodge at the beginning, and if it weren't for the terrifying healing ability of the Black Light Virus, under the near-endless impact and high temperatures, Mercer would have died more than a dozen times. There were more and more holes in the purple suit, and the energy in the body was no longer enough to repair the damage to this mere coat, but instead focused on healing broken bones and soft tissue contusions.

As for burns or something, the high temperature itself has dried the blood of the wound, which can be regarded as an alternative hemostasis.

Although there were doubts about the effectiveness of this support, the students had no choice but to do what Mercer said. Sure enough, there were two more explosions, and Konstantin was not surprised to pay no attention to it at all.

However, this is where the variables appear.

"Whew-"

Water, misty water that erupts from the ground and vaporizes instantly when it encounters a flame, fueling the flame's might.

But that's just the beginning. More and more water spurted out of the ground, changing from a light mist to a column of water, and sprung up one after another like mushrooms after a rain, and the flames gradually faded from more ferocious at the beginning.

This is the groundwater irrigation system under the lawn, and the local tycoon's Kassel Academy stores nearly ten tons of water for daily irrigation, and Mercer, who uses pulse perception to probe it, can fully grasp its structure, and even the location and model of each water pipe and pump. In his free time, his brain continued to crunch the number jù until he could barely figure out how to detonate most of the water gushing out.

The flames faded away, replaced by a thick mist of evaporating water vapor, the angry roar of a goalless Konstantin in the mist, and the occasional flash or two of fire, as if it was trying to rekindle the flame and dispel the fog.

A figure stumbled through the fog and escaped.

The students of the ** Girls Regiment in the White Skirt immediately took up the duties of the medical team, quickly and gently stepped forward to support Mercer's body, and gently bandaged the wounds on his body. Mercer didn't move, although it would only be a matter of ten minutes for these injuries to heal, but gentleness or something...... It's never too much at any given time!

"Rub! This kid! ”

The Night's Watch flipped the coffee table a second time, and the veins in his head burst with excitement - he wouldn't admit that he was jealous. It took him a second before he realized that there seemed to be one less person in the office. The heat of the teacup was still dissipating, and the wind chimes on the door shook gently.

"No, the old boy of Ange ...... too"

With the bonus of time zero, a distance of hundreds of meters is just a few breaths. The bandaging was still in progress, and Angers' straight figure suddenly came into everyone's eyes.

"For the rest of the battle, you can rest first. Thank you, Mercer! ”

Not only the headmaster, but everyone present had a heartfelt respect for this strange purple guy. If nothing else, just the courage to fight to the death against dragons is enough to laugh at everyone.

"As a headmaster, it's my dereliction of duty as a headmaster to let dragons run rampant in the academy," Ange turned around and bowed apologetically to everyone, and the next moment, the back of his bare hand burst into bruises, and he clenched the folding knife, "So, I'll go and solve it myself." It's time to show the dragons the power of the Kassel Academy. ”

With a solemn face and a black suit as cold as a funeral, the iron determination of a military strategist is vividly reflected at this moment. No one tried to dissuade him, because his golden pupils full of boiling killing intent had already explained a qiē.

The hot steam mist had dissipated for three minutes to a density that was not life-threatening, and Ange's broad back was gone. Konstantin's roar in the mist was strong again, and it seemed that he had found a target to fight.

Blood, flames, blades.

Everyone nervously imagined the scene of the battle, and the image of a handsome silver-haired old man wielding a knife seemed to be right in front of him, fighting hard in the face of the natural disaster of the dragon king.

Mercer's expression changed slightly, and then he reluctantly stood up with a knife, refusing the support of Yingying Yanyan beside him.

"Guys," he cried out, "are we just watching?" Watch the beloved headmaster fight the dragons to the death, and we do nothing? ”

No one answered him.

"We entered the Kassel Academy, learned all kinds of mystical knowledge, improved our fighting ability, and all of them were in order to one day fight the dragons and win this thousand-year-old battle," his voice echoed in the clear air, and the night after the rain was very quiet, "but now! We, the elites who have been professionally and systematically trained, are shrinking here, watching the headmaster who fought a century ago still fight for us! ”

Some were unrelenting but unable to refute them, and some bowed their heads in shame.

"That's not going to work." His face was calm, and he clenched his fists to make a "click" sound, "What is it based on to slay dragons and fight dragons?" ”

"Thousands of years ago, our ancestors only had the lowest bloodline, and there were a large number of ordinary people in the secret party, but our ancestors began to rebel against dragons with rudimentary cold weapons; After that, the advantage of the hybrid race has not been strengthened, cold weapons are still cold weapons, and the bloodline strengthened by intermarriage is better than nothing in the eyes of truly powerful dragons. ”

"Until now, technology has come a long way, and all kinds of extremely powerful thermal weapons have been invented to fight dragons. The effect is truly remarkable, and the hybrids are convinced that this power called technology can bring ultimate victory. ”

At this point, Mercer paused, looked around at everyone, and then became arrogant and crazy.

"- But, don't forget! Our ancestors used cold weapons to kill how many dragons our ancestors used to kill our bloodline, our combat skills and training, and our influential organizations! Their glory is poured with countless dragon corpses and blood! Even the Black King Nidhogg died under our struggle, his body nailed to the iceberg, and blood poured down incessantly! ”

He opened his arms and shook his fists excitedly, and his persuasiveness and momentum exploded to the limit at this moment.

"Even with cold weapons, we won't be weak! The future is, and can only be, ours, and dragons will perish under our attack! Take up arms! Use your own spirit! Let's take down this crippled dragon! ”

After two or three seconds of silence, an unprecedented dark tide erupted.

Every student silently picked up the sword beside him, threw down some heavy guns, and one pair of golden eyes after another lit up brightly or darkly, and the voice of Long Wen chanted in a low voice, one after another. The bloodline, the ancient roots give them courage.

Mercer led the way, leading the silent but powerful attacking party and striding into the mist.

The night watchman watched the huge procession, and the conversation between the board and Ange that afternoon seemed vivid:

“somebody？” “theone！ A unique genius, a leader, a dragon slayer that even the dragon kings fear, one is enough! Just like my friend Menek! ”……

"Genius, Ange ......" the night watchman rubbed the grip of the porcelain teapot with a complicated expression, "one leader, one ...... New era? ”

(Nearly 3,000 words of big chapter, full of sincerity are here~.)

In addition, due to academic problems, I can only change my work every week in the future - maybe once a week, maybe twice a week. So if you want to see a lot of updates, I can only say sorry for "wash and sleep"~)

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