"Listen to the headmaster, the weapon you chose, come to me, when you were in the bar, you old man didn't use it less!"

"But dragons are not the same as humans. How fragile human life is, how resilient is the life of dragons. Thanks to the dragon bloodline in my body, even if I have lived for more than a hundred years, I can still appear on the front line of the executive department, holding a cigar and watching the blood of the dragon's revival splash on my hands; Three generations of larvae that have been soaked in formalin for hundreds of years can also open their eyes from their slumber when they are inspired by bloodline; As for the four dragon kings," Ange groaned, "their lives are almost eternal. ”

"Eternity? And that's a fart? Lu Mingfei frowned, "You can't do power overwhelming with the interstellar three mines in your hands, this is common sense!" ”

"In fact, according to historical records, humans have also had a record of defeating dragon kings. In 453 A.D., Attila, King of the Huns, the king of the earth and the mountains, died at his wedding feast. A year before the wedding, he was devastated outside Rome, where the Secret Orders thrust him into a galaxy of silver dissolved at the cost of the Templar Knights' total annihilation, and then a year of poison extracted from the bones of the lizard, fed by his wife, before Attila finally died at the hands of the Secret Order's most prominent Assassin in the past century, Edit. But unfortunately, it was only Attila, the king of the Huns, who died, not the king of the earth and the mountains, and this noble primordial species was only defeated. According to historical records, on September 17, 1303 A.D., the king of the earth and the mountains reappeared in China. "It's not that humans can't defeat the dragon kings, it's just that there's no way to kill them completely. ”

"Wounded or poisoned and assassinated, can't you die? The vitality is so tenacious? Headmaster, are you talking about dragon kings or water bears? ”

"Before dying, the dragon king prepares a new egg for incubating his body. When their physical body is killed, the soul will be reborn in this egg, and at a certain time it will break out of the cocoon. "Therefore, death is only a long sleep for them, and one day they will wake up from it and cut the threads of the three goddesses of fate. And on that day, it was also the end of human history. ”

"This is the prophecy that the secret party has believed in for thousands of years." He whispered.

"It's really a tragic prophecy, it's like a masochist who knows that the ending is a tragedy and still bites his handkerchief to watch Lao Xu's works." Lu Mingfei nodded, "But Principal, I understand your feelings, think about it, no matter how high your level is, no matter how good your equipment is, you can't stand the boss and run corpses!" ”

"So what can you do against such an opponent?" Ange asked, "According to the prophecy of the dragons, one day the Black King will awaken, and the wings covered with human bones will finally cover the sky, and the World Tree will topple with a bang. On the day of his revenge, even if he was a victorious Odin, he only embarked on the road of no return. And everything you and I have done is in vain, we may be able to delay the arrival of this day, but we will not be able to prevent the end of mankind after all, because fate is such a thing, and what cannot be changed can be called fate. ”

"But I don't want to admit it, for me, what can't be changed is not called fate, but." Ange looked at Lu Mingfei's eyes, and there seemed to be a spark bursting out in his iron-gray eyes, "There is nothing you can do." ”

"But I'm the one who is destined to be buried for the dragons, how can I do nothing?" He whispered.

Lu Mingfei took a sip of tea. The words seemed insignificant when they jumped out of Ange's mouth, and echoed through the room with the old man's breathing, as if they would disappear in the wind in the next second; But when he said this, Ange's eyes drooped slightly, and his sword eyebrows were cold. At this moment, he finally had the feeling of a hundred-year-old man, hundreds of years of experiences and stories flowed in the corners of his eyes, and even crow's feet felt a little heavy.

What is powerlessness? It is the fallen leaves outside the window in autumn, the broken knife in the hands of the soldiers, the ones you don't want to see appear in front of you again and again, and the ones you want to see have long since disappeared. Looking back a hundred years later, those who know and don't know have died on the battlefield, only you are still smelling the fragrance of blood and fire, polishing yourself all the time, and embracing death alone.

But for Hilbert Jean Angers, even so, if he could drag his enemies to the Yellow Springs, he should laugh loudly!

Lu Mingfei put down the teacup, with a little helplessness on his face.

Before entering this school, he also speculated about what kind of person the director of the Kassel Academy was, whether he was behind the scheming or benevolent behind it?

Either way, he was confident that he could handle it, and he was just behind the crickets, and he hadn't seen it.

But he found out that it was a headmaster hungry for power and money, and not a tireless industrious gardener, but a madman full of violent elements.

No wonder this academy is full of mental illness, it turns out that the principal himself is the biggest mental illness!

Lu Mingfei stood up: "Principal, you are really ambitious and ambitious, and Kassel Academy has a long history, and this admission interview is really impressive." Okay, Principal, can I go? ”

"Let's go? Where are you going? Ange was stunned.

"Back to the dormitory, of course!" Lu Mingfei shrugged calmly, "It's almost twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, as an excellent Young Pioneer, you should have gone to bed a long time ago!" ”

Ange was shocked by Lu Mingfei's frank shamelessness.

At this time, the campus outside the office was boiling, and every half-breed could feel a huge coercion hanging over the entire academy, which was a roar and roar from the depths of the bloodline.

The dragons of ancient legends all have dragon might, and mortals of humble blood cannot even raise their heads in front of them, and if they get too close, they will even have cardiac arrest and their blood vessels burst.

But perhaps because the Dragon King was born, the coercion that permeated the campus at this time was not strong, but everyone felt that their scalps were faintly numb, as if an ancient sword was hovering above the center of their eyebrows, exuding majesty.

In this case, Lu Mingfei said that he wanted to go back to sleep?

If this is not nonsense, what a psychological quality it must be! No, this can't even be called mental quality, can you still be considered human if you can fall asleep in a bed stuffed with explosives?

"Mingfei," Ange looked at Lu Mingfei who walked to the door and took a light breath, "Before you go, I have one last question I want to ask you." ”

"What?" Lu Mingfei was stunned.

"Don't you want to know who turned you into this?"