Chapter 159: Sword Dragon's Show Time (Asking for Subscription, Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"Oh, the statue is damaged, the statue is broken, the statue is broken!"
Chenlong walked around the room like a repeater, his eyes glancing at the pile of scattered clay shards on the ground from time to time, and his heart throbbed.
How did it get damaged?
This is on loan from the museum in his name.
is borrowed,
Then you'll have to return it when you're done researching.
But now, the statues have been reduced to a pile of fragments,
What to take? Or how can the museum not hold him accountable?
Originally, they brought the statue back to the antique shop, just because they didn't want District 13 to know the specifics of their research. Or to make a time difference, but now it's better to transport it directly to District 13. Although Blake and those "good" agents, the researchers will come to inquire about the news, and they are very troubled.
It turned out that it was Ah Fu who reminded them of the safety of the antique store.
The time was found very cleverly, just avoiding the point in time when he and Tru were not there.
Only one old and one young antique shop is left to defend against the invasion of black gas, but once it faces the bad guys, it is very powerless.
It's over,
If the sculpture is damaged, the museum will not get to the bottom of it, people only know that you lent the artifact in the first place, and it is also guaranteed that it will be returned intact.
But now, the cultural relics sculpture has not been sent back intact, and that is your Chenlong's problem!
It doesn't matter if you lose money, next month Dad will buy less antiques, and you can earn it back by making two more trips to District 13.
The key is credibility! This is a devastating blow to his credit, and what museum will dare to lend him cultural relics in the future? What other university would dare to ask him to lead an archaeological team?
"Hey!"
With a sigh, Chenlong looked extremely lost, and the spirit of the whole person seemed to be pulled out with this breath. The failure of archaeology made him a little confused about the future.
Immersed in archaeology for more than a decade, he has fully integrated into the profession. Now the credibility has collapsed, and after this.... I probably can't mix well in this line of work. Switch? What can I do?
District 13 Advisor?
But don't be, what he hates most is to fight and kill.
Looking at the store?
Please, I've been watching it for more than ten years since I was a child, and now that Tru is learning to take over, why is he coming back?
"Alas!"
Daddy rarely walked out of the kitchen with a pot of tea: "Jasmine tea can calm you down!"
"Calm down, yes!" I took the lid of the pot, looked at the green tea, and sighed: "Yes, I can see my future in the tea!" ”
"When the museum and the university found out about it, my career was ruined like that statue..... Oh! ”
"Daddy!"
"Your career doesn't matter!" Turning his head and pointing to the shattered statue: "Now Daddy can no longer read the inscriptions on the statue, knowledge has been lost forever, the Holy Lord is still at large, the black qi is growing, and the era of human beings is entering destruction and collapse!" ”
"One more thing, let you record everything in that ancient temple, what about the photos? What about video? ”
"In the camera on the counter."
"Well, Daddy needs to study it well." Touching his smooth chin, Daddy spoke, "What evil plan is the Holy Lord preparing again!" ”
After the words fell, Dad took the camera back to the study.
And Chenlong was also more and more lost, squatting on the ground and looking at the pile of clay fragments in a daze.
And at this time, the bedroom door opened, and a small head came out of the crack in the door: "Damaged statue? ”
"Well, Uncle Long alone really can't do it. Xiaoyu, it's time for you to play to save Uncle Long again! Let me think, what does it take to restore a pile of rags? Adhesive tape? No, it's magic! ”
Although Dad said that "sick" children should rest more, he didn't seem to say that they can't read when they're sick!
Of course, the kind of bad guy who wants to go to the textbook full of sin, but what she wants to read is the magic books in Daddy's study that record wonderful magic!
........
February 17th.
Spellcaster Academy, 1st Graduation Ceremony.
After nearly two months, the thirteen young black qi wizards who were the fastest to receive high-pressure training and learning completely completed the transformation and became official spellcasters.
The Caster Academy, a white, sacred, and massive castle.
Early in the morning, the quiet castle was noisy and boiling, of course, the lively atmosphere did not spread to the entire castle, but simply gathered in the hall of the graduation ceremony.
In front of the huge and magnificent graduation hall, it is bustling with activity at this time, with griffins in the sky, and giant eagles and other mythical beasts falling. There are also people who come from a distance on broom handles and metal wings on their backs. A brilliant and dazzling golden light flashed on the ground, and more than a dozen spellcasters appeared directly. There are even flames, flowing water, and even a huge metal beast rushing from afar.....
One by one, the spellcasters came to witness this first graduation ceremony in their own unique way.
"Knife .... The Dean of the House is here! ”
In the hall, someone saw the sword dragon coming out of a colorful portal on the stage, and at the same time, he hurriedly screamed softly in his heart, alerting his companions who were communicating with others.
"It's... Pull the wind! ”
"Don't shout, what kind of power is pulling the wind, it's the spell itself! If it's not an illusion..... "The caster with gray hair looked around the hall, looking at the students who were in their teens and up to their nineties, all of whom had shocked and envious expressions on their faces: "The magic spell of space is involved, but aren't these lost long ago?" How to ....."
All right
He suddenly remembered that in the sword dragon... Phew, behind the head of the academy is the source of all the former black wizards, the Demon of Fire, the Holy Lord!
What he didn't know was that this Holy Lord was too far behind his imaginary Holy Lord's attainments in magic.
But it's normal not to know, in fact, except for Daolong's speculation, Bai Yi's magic Xiaobai's news has not leaked out. And the only person in the know, also keeps it a secret.
The magic of space was lost six hundred years ago,
Oh, that's fine!
However, although there is no doubt, there is a little more envy.
Although Daolong claimed to be the leader of the black qi wizards at the beginning, his identity was not recognized by all wizards. After all, wizards are scattered all over the world, and it is difficult to find even a fixed contact method, let alone an organization.
The dragon was only partially defeated by him, or witnessed the recognition of his powerful wizards. And in addition to him, in the entire wizarding community, there are other beings who serve as leaders,
He was one of them.
But alas, that's all in the past.
Ever since the Sword Dragon was chosen by the Holy Lord and pushed to the forefront, there has been no equality between them.