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"Dragon, ......" An Yi sighed as he looked at the sky at the blood-colored twilight.

Like a final picture ringing the bell at the end of the century, half of the dragon's wings that break through the horizon and spread out at this moment and the surrounding scene form a dark gothic scene.

Just the half-stretched dragon wing was about fifteen meters long, and it was conceivable how big its owner would be, and the rest of its body was hidden under the ground, and according to the amplitude of the vibration, it was slowly breaking free at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Countless corpses and groups of Deadpools ran wildly, converging into black currents that rushed towards the dragon's wings, leaping neatly through cracks in the ground, no one knowing what they were doing.

"Fafnir the dragon." An Yi said in a firm tone.

"The name Fafnir itself was chosen by you humans themselves, in fact, it shouldn't be called this name, of course, it doesn't have a name, if it's called Fafnir, it's not bad, but my brother probably won't like it."

A flat voice sounded in front of An Yi, like a small talk with an old friend.

"You...... Seems to be getting a little different? An Yi tilted his head, squinted at the blonde young man not far away, and said with interest.

"Guess?" He smiled as brightly as the sun.

"I'm guessing you're paralyzed." An Yi raised his hand to shoot a shot, but the bullet was like hitting steel, and it was bounced away in the air far away from the opponent, and even made a distinct impact sound.

"What's that?" An Yi frowned, his tone was a little unkind, although he couldn't see it, he could feel as if there was an invisible wall blocking his attack.

"The Independent Kingdom," Fafnir smiled mildly, "this is my Word, or this is the Spirit that really belongs to me." ”

"You can't break through my walls, let alone attack me inside."

"Very good, you just did this earlier, and I will break the turtle shell or something." An Yi put away the crimson sacrifice very simply: "Chang Wei, you still say that you don't know martial arts?" ”

"What? You suddenly choose to expose yourself directly? Didn't it look like it before? Actually, if you hold on for a while, maybe I'll give up, but I'm actually scaring you. An Yi raised his eyebrows, glanced at the other party's rapidly healing right arm, which was originally broken by him, and said in a mocking tone.

"There's no point in hiding it anymore." The other party shook his head and looked calm: "It has awakened, as long as I wait for the last step I will wait for the "power" that belongs to my brother, and then it will be fused together, and I will even become a nobleman close to the prince!" ”

"What is it?" An Yi was faintly aware of it in his heart, but he was vaguely unclear: "Noble? Brother? ”

"Don't worry, young half-breed." The other party slowly walked to the hall position, pulled out a chair and sat down and poured himself a glass of red wine by the way, he shook the wine glass elegantly, looked at An Yi and nodded: "Why don't you sit down and have a good chat?" I'd love to tell you a full story, and it's a fitting end to your previous show. ”

Bi pretended to force An Yike to never coax anyone, and sat next to him, completely indifferent to the fact that the person sitting next to him might be a real dragon.

"Are Ange or those professors stupid? Allowing a dragon to stay in the academy until graduation? As soon as he sat down, An Yi asked directly.

"According to your half-breed classification, I am probably a sub-species, but unlike other dragons, my brother and I are special." His expression was proud: "Not even you half-bloods can discover our true nature, whether it was here thousands of years ago or the Kassel Academy thousands of years later. ”

"There's just one guy who's the only one I've ever suspected may have seen through the truth." The other party's expression looked a little gloomy, as if he recalled a bad memory: "Is it implying that the headmaster Ange, that arrogant madman, joked with me to make my name Fafnir?" Amusing! ”

"It turns out that this name is not your real name......" An Yi blinked: "Let me think about it, it has something to do with thousands of years ago and was mixed with a half-blood......

"Hehe, what the hell should I call you Siegford? Or Fafnir? An Yi scoffed.

"Neither, actually, I once had a name called Brunhilde." He...... No, it should be said that she, under An Yi's unbelievable gaze, changed from short hair to a bright long blonde hair, and then even her figure became more prominent and sexy.

"! What the heck! An Yi was so frightened that he almost spilled his wine: "You tease me!" ”

"It's just a little disguise." Brunhild gave him a strange look, and said in a light tone: "For the human form, the so-called appearance is completely unnecessary. ”

"It's okay, you go on, I'm just a little bit shocked." After sorting out his mentality, An Yi motioned to the other party to continue: "Speaking of which, who is the brother in your mouth?" ”

"Didn't you say it?" Brünnhilde smiled meaningfully.

"Hiss......" An Yi, who understood the meaning of the other party, gasped: "My God, are you saying that the legendary dragon slaying hero is a dragon himself?" Siegfried is your older brother? What kind of ghost animal script is this? Don't dare to write like that! Sure enough, myths and everything are lies! ”

"No, he's a dragon himself, so why should he participate in dragon slaying? And isn't that one in the palace really Siegfold? ”

"Young half-breeds, I said, you can take your time and not rush." Brunhilde smiled, her slender ten fingers interlocked on the table, and her eyes looked at the dragon body in the distance: "Siegveld in your mouth, or Fafner, in fact, there is no point in distinguishing, because they are the same existence. ”

"He is my elder brother, but he is such a waste, and he does not deserve to have the power that symbolizes "power", so it should be up to me to inherit it, master it, own it, and then carry the part that belongs to my brother to welcome the new world when His Majesty is coming!"

"This is, the pride of the nobility!"

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PS: It's a little sad, these days moving to a new factory has made us work overtime until nine o'clock!!

Nine!!! Nima, she doesn't even have heating, and her feet are icy!

I'm tired, and it's easy for me to work on a winter vacation.

Hey, I'm so angry.

In addition, the next chapter will probably end this plot, and then prepare for the long-awaited battle in the Seven Deadly Sins Domain, let me tell you, I really like Crow 9's super-level Martial God Overlord!

I've been waiting for a long time.