"I'll break through the dragon king's defenses for you, I need you to hit with one hit." Ange said slowly, "In a moment you'll see a rolling eye, his third dragon's eye, which is his vital point, aim at his forehead and shoot him with this bullet. ”

"It doesn't sound difficult."

Yu Xing shrugged.

"Perhaps, but you have to count my words and spirits in it. The time has come to test our understanding. ”

Ange patted Yu Xing's shoulder and said. He pulled out a folding knife from the inner pocket of his suit, it was a large folding knife with an ancient shape, an elegant inlaid copper and wood handle, and a slightly curved knife with twisted lines, which was an extremely rare patterned steel knife.

"It's not that simple, let's start the show." Yu Xing chuckled, and he picked up his sniper rifle, as if his whole body was one with the firearm.

In the shot of the sniper scope, Ange's figure appears on the lawn. He squatted like a leopard, accumulating all his strength in his legs in the posture of a young man. The sound of dragon chanting crosses the campus!

This is the spirit of Ange's words, time zero!

This is the real bug spirit, which can speed up itself, slow down time in disguise, and act on others in the field at the same time. Time in Angers' realm spreads by a factor of about 50, i.e. 3,000 seconds per minute.

That's the difficulty of what Ange said.

In his realm, everything slowed down, the running students, the dragons who stretched their wings, even the wind blowing the swaying of leaves, the churning of flames, slowed down.

The rest of the sentence will also be slowed down, so he decisively pulled the trigger at the moment when Ange's words took effect.

The action that could have been completed in an instant took four or five seconds before the bullet came out of the chamber, and the flames erupting from the muzzle became slow-motion.

You can clearly see that the blood-red bullet is in the air, cutting through the red trajectory.

This is the tacit understanding between Yu Xing and Ange, the two know each other and trust each other.

Ange hadn't made a move yet, but Yu Xing had already thought about what he was going to do, so he shot early, otherwise he wouldn't be able to keep up with Ange's speed.

Constance Dante's side, the blazing radiation, but at a much slower speed than just now, like a slow-motion playback. Ange cut through the fiery crevices, and in the moment of closeness, he swung his folding knife and spun his body.

The dragon's arms fell, and before he could even react, he just stared ahead in a daze, as if he hadn't realized that the headmaster had flashed behind him.

The center of his forehead was cracked, and the headmaster had slashed it there with a folding knife. A crimson-gold eye burst out of the wound, turning slowly.

In fact, by this time, Yu Xing had just seen the face of the dragon clan on the other side.

However, he had already fired a gun.

The bullet polished by the Philosopher's Stone flew slowly in mid-air, visible to the naked eye.

It's a strange feeling.

But the next moment, the bullet still hit! Burning blood erupted from the dragon's eye, and Constance Dante, before he even had time to wail, fell straight to the ground.

"You're such a monster."

Ange's spiritual realm was over, and he looked up in the direction of the church. He was admiring the marksmanship of Yu Xing.

"Each other."

Yu Xingxin said, you are the bigger monster, controlling time.

But Yu Xing didn't realize that in the corner of the campus, the guy who let Constance Dante out was the 13th of the intruders.

That is, Old Tang.

At the moment of watching Constance Dante fall to the ground, he suddenly hugged his forehead and cried, he did not understand why he was crying for a monster.

But great sorrow, like a flood that breaks a dam, can't stop coming.

Constance Dante's body was collapsing. All the bones and joints on the open membranous wings were shattered into powder and were falling piece by piece.

All that remained was the dull golden skeleton, like a rotten corpse crucified, which no longer flowed and turned a bleak grayish-white.

Before dying, Constance Dante turned his gaze in the direction of Old Don.

Old Tang hid far away, but he looked at the hollow eyes of the dragon bone, and he just wanted to cry, and hallucinations gradually came from his ears.

"Brother, there are a lot of people out there."

"We're going to die, Konstantin, but don't be afraid."

"Don't be afraid, be with my brother, don't be afraid...... But why...... What if you don't eat me? Eat me, and any kind of cage brother can break through. ”

"You're good food, but that's so lonely, for thousands of years, you're the only one with me."

"But death is really sad, forever and ever, pitch black...... It's like groping in the dark, but the hand that can be stretched out can never touch anything......"

"The fate of the so-called outcasts is to cross the wasteland, raise the battle flag again, and return to their homeland. Death is not terrible, it is just a long sleep. Before I can devour the world, it is better to sleep peacefully than to trek alone. We will still wake up. ”

"Brother...... If one day you put up a battle flag and can devour the world, will you eat me? ”

"Yes, then you will join me in the world!"

Old Tang remembered, stood up suddenly, pulled his hair desperately, and shouted silently at the dark night sky.

Lu Mingfei, who was standing beside him, was stunned, and said in his heart This kind of happy ending, what kind of nerves are you suddenly crazy.

Suddenly!

The terrifying flames rose again, and the blazing flames surrounded his body and rose into the night sky, bursting in the air as if there were wings spread out there.

Behind Old Don rose a membrane wing, originally he was the Dragon King Norton, the great king of bronze and fire.

He took on the form of a human being, lost his memory, and really thought of himself as a human being.

The moment he knew his brother was dead, his memory came back!

The figure of the dragon king Norton rushed into the air, he had just recovered, he was still too weak, and if he stayed, the ending would not be much better than that of Constance Dante.

Yu Xing looked at the distant ball of fire, like a meteor falling into the distance. He spoke abruptly to Ange.

"Ange, you already knew, didn't you?"

"Know what?"

"With your abilities, didn't you realize that the 'goods' that were sent in just now were the elder brother who escaped from the sealed copper pot eighty years ago? You could have easily erased Norton, but you didn't. What exactly are you going to do? ”

Yu Xing asked.

"I'm tired of it."

"Tired of your life? I can't tell you that you just went on vacation to Canada last month. ”

"Don't demolish me easily, it's hard to create a sad atmosphere." Ange glanced at Yu Xing.

"I have lived for more than a hundred years, and I am not dead by the gift of the dragon blood. For more than a hundred years, my friends have died, and there are only a few of us left. ”