The sight of Fingal knocking Norton into the air shocked everyone, even Ange, Manstein, and Mance Rundstedt, who had seen Fingal back then.

Is this still the same defeated dog Fingal?

And Norton, who was like a pebble floating on the Yangtze River, was also completely furious.

He is a dignified primordial species, known as the first primordial species most like the Black King Nidhogg, but he has been repeatedly frustrated by humans.

The wings behind him controlled the wind element in the air to stabilize the body, and the wings flapped, and the water surface rippled.

Norton's eyes widened with rage, and the muscles in his whole body tensed, and the blue-gray muscles seemed to break through the scale armor, and most of the scales on his body were shattered. The blue-gray dragon raised its head to the sky and roared, and on the arrogant and jealous blade, the golden dragon head spread more than ten centimeters towards the blade, and the blade seemed to spit out from the dragon's mouth.

The blade of arrogance and jealousy appeared in Fingal's sight in an instant, Fingal's pupils couldn't help but shrink, and the black flames burning on the body of the village rain knife also stopped for a moment after the sword strike.

The muscles in Fingal's legs bulged, turning the pair of slacks into leggings, and there was even a faint tearing sound on the trouser legs. Norton's downward twin knives were wrapped in the potential energy that fell from high with the help of the wind elemental, and with the power he inspired, Fingal had to support himself to the death, and the alloy deck under his feet was trampled out of a deep pit by Fingal.

"Groove! Headmaster, you old thing, hurry up! I can't bear this explosion! Fingal couldn't help but yell.

Ange was blank in his eyes, ignoring Fingal's cries.

Actually, he was almost ready to go, but Fingal's earth-shattering sword disrupted his plans, and he couldn't have run into the water to cut Norton.

However, he also wanted to see where Fingal's limits were.

In the past, Fingal was regarded as a pillar of the future by the secret party, and his performance was a few points better than today's Chen Hongji, Chu Zihang and Caesar.

Martial arts of various genres, mathematical and computer talent that even Turing himself marveled at......

Although Fingal was ostensibly a pupil of Guderian, he was in fact the only two disciples of the Night's Watch, the heir to Henkel's old thing, and the one whom Henkel regarded as the future of the half-blood.

Although Fingal, who experienced the Greenland ice incident, seems to have become a waste, how can a waste still be favored by Henkel?

Moreover, he also wanted to see if Fingal really had the ability to keep an eye on the child who was going to school next year, the child who could help him send all the dragonlords to the Heim Underworld.

"Headmaster, you old bastard, you want to lighten the burden on the academy and use the hand of the Dragon King to kill me, an old student who has been repeating grades for many years!"

Fingal yelled as if he couldn't hold it anymore.

The legs, which had sunk deep into the deck, seemed to confirm Fingal's invincibility, and even the likes of Mance Rundstedt and Manstein looked at Angers and pondered the feasibility of this plan.

It seems that it is also a good idea to borrow the hand of the dragon king to kill this slut who often exposes their black material?

Ange sighed, he knew that this was not Fingal's limit, with Fingal's ability to fly Norton with a sword just now, even if he was defeated, he would never be so unbearable.

Ange stood on the rickety deck, his feet as steady as rooted. He looked down at the hilt of the furious sword, and everything seemed to return to absolute stillness.

Norton, too, sensed the murderous intent emanating from Ange's body, and kicked Fingal back into the ruins of the front cabin, retracting his arrogance and jealousy, and also remaining still.

As a primordial species, he doesn't think about defense, and the best defense is always offense.

Ange slowly turned sideways, and Norton looked down at him condescendingly, his breath stagnant, and a man and a dragon stared at each other with eyes burning with golden flames.

Time seemed to stand still.

In an instant, Norton spread his wings and roared in the sky, showing the fury of a dragon, and then rushed towards Ange, who also launched a charge at that moment, and one man and one dragon chose to attack at the same time.

Ange, who should have teased his children and grandchildren in a nursing home to die, held the giant horse chopping knife that looked heavier than himself in one hand, and jumped high like a gray-haired lion, with a mouth full of fangs and bitten into the neck of an opponent who was many times larger than him.

Fury let out a dragon roar, roaring as the master who held it unleashed the strongest slash in his life.

The three elements of Japanese swordsmanship: strength, skill, and position, all three are dissolved in Ange's body at the same time, giving people a feeling of "being invincible in the spirit of heaven and earth".

Visual! Tuna! Cut of the carp mouth!

The life of Iai lies in the blade being pulled out of the first one of the words that are separated from the carp mouth (sheath) at the moment.

Even with the effect of Time Zero, Norton could see the speed of the fury from the initial steady slowness to the middle of the process, and the speed of the blade as fast as the non-existent carp mouth flashed.

Unplugged!

Under the unbelievable high-speed slash, the knife seemed to disappear, leaving only a hazy dark gold arc.

That's the ultimate intention of Angers!

Ange swung the knife with a fierce and bloody rain, and the sword was wrapped in the flames of hatred and the inheritance of the will of his companions.

Cut it!

"The so-called companion is to step on his corpse and do what he wants!"

Ange roared, and he stood on the deck, swinging his mountain-heavy knife into a tidal wave.

The victory or defeat of the Iai slash is only a one-knife decision.

If you don't kill the enemy with a sword, then you will be the one who will be defeated.

Anger, who had gathered his hatred for more than a hundred years and the mourning of his companions on this knife, vented his violence freely, and for a moment, everyone couldn't even tell which figure was Norton and which was Angers.

In everyone's sight, the alchemy realm of rage collided with Norton's fire realm, like two angry dragons entangled and biting each other, emitting an earth-shattering roar.

The moment the two different fields collided, there was a violent explosion, and the transparent shock wave dispersed, and the alloy steel plate on the deck was lifted by a layer to expose the steel skeleton inside.

Mance Rundstedt opened the Dustless Land in an instant, fending off the powerful shockwaves and the alloy steel plates that smashed at them.

Feeling that he was the only one using the dustless land, Mance Rundstedt couldn't help but look at Natsumi's position, but he was also relieved to see Natsumi's sickly pale face.

After all, she was still a freshman who had just entered the school for a month, and she was still a girl, and her near-perfect performance of strength had already proven herself. What's more, the fusion of the dustless land just now must have taken a lot of the girl's physical strength and spirit to complete, and now if he could come a second time, he would feel strange.

Mance Rundstedt was alone in the dustless realm that had been partially broken into by alloy steel plates and rebars, and more than a dozen of the executive commissioners had already died at their hands. He had to look at Angerna's back, which was still strong, and pray for his victory.

The collision of the alchemy realm, the collision of rage and arrogance and jealousy, Norton had to admit that this species that could occupy the world for thousands of years after the demise of their dragons was indeed very strong.

The collision between the horse chopping knife and the Han sword and the Tai knife has always been deadlocked, but this is a disadvantage for Ange.

Because it was a sword he had been accumulating for so long, and the power of the sword would gradually wane, Norton understood this, so he was just slowly stalemate with Ange. Once Ange's power began to fade, it was time for Ange to be killed.

But Ange's face was calm, there was no eagerness at all, and he even showed a strange smile.

Norton was impressed by this smile, and two thousand years ago, the human emperor named Liu Xiu also showed this strange smile when he confidently took Constantine to hide in the underwater Bronze City.

Then, the alchemists under Liu Xiu's command changed the time of the dry period of the Yangtze River through the alchemy formation, and took advantage of that time to attack the Bronze City, forcing him and Constantine to appear in the White Emperor City, using the candle dragon to die with the half-bloods who participated in the siege.

This smile, even if he is cocooned, even after two thousand years, he still remembers it in his mind, even when he was still Ronald Don, every time he sees a TV series about Liu Xiu, he will have a trace of anger and disgust for no reason.

But at this moment, while the same smile made Him feel angry and disgusted, His heart panicked for no reason.

Wow!

A thin figure cut through the water, eyes as sharp as a sword staring at Norton.

The boy's face was also wearing the same dragon scale mask as Ange's, and the frost sword in his hand was glowing with a crimson golden light.

Three degrees of blood, unleash the heart of the dragon king!

Chen Hong gradually felt the power brought by the third degree of violent blood, but the tyrannical will brought by this power was dispersed.

It was a serpent hovering through his spiritual world, glaring at the dark shadow that whispered and tempted him with its huge red golden eyes.

"Get out of my prey"

The solemn voice echoed in his spiritual world, the serpent gave an angry order, and the spiritual world churned under his orders, and those black shadows had to stay honestly in a corner of the spiritual world, not daring to step out, for fear of provoking the supreme to be angry again.

The corners of Chen Hongji's mouth curled slightly, and the eight-sided Han sword wrapped in crimson golden light emitted bursts of dragon groans from the arrogant sword that resembled it, and the crimson golden light on the sword extended to six meters, piercing Norton's back and pinning him to the deck.

"Headmaster!"

Before Chen Hongji's words fell, Ange's slash was still coming.

The giant slashing knife whistled and slashed down, breaking into the dragon's back, and piece after piece of dragon's backbone split under the furious slash, severing the root bones of the dragon's wings, and the huge membranous wings hung limply.

Dragons can't make subtle movements with just one nerve center, so dragons need another brain, hiding their dense ganglia in their spine.

Dragons with broken spine can no longer make any subtle movements to fight back.

"Thou shalt repay thy betrayal with thy blood!"

Pride and jealousy vanished into Norton's hands, and though they were sealed as living beings, they had no loyalty to their masters, even if they were the ones who forged them.

After the change of ownership, Arrogance pierced Norton's long python-like tail and nailed the largest weapon in his body to the deck; Jealousy ran through the back of His head, leaving only the hilt of the sword.

"Thou shalt repay thy trespass with pain!"

The gluttony was inserted into Norton's right kneecap.

The greedy straight blade slashed through the iron scales on the dragon's head, and in the cross-shaped wound between the two eyes, blood gushed out like magma, and a crimson third eye emerged from the blood, and the field of fire also disappeared with a bang.

At the same time, the five swords that pierced Norton's body began to resonate with each other, and the dragon's body burned with blinding golden flames.

The "Crime and Punishment" realm created by Norton himself was the work of his alchemist masterpiece, but he did not expect that he was the first to experience this alchemy realm.

The invisible force was like a cage, binding the dragon to the deck, and it was tightening step by step. The bones in Norton's body made a palpitating cracking sound.

The voice of pain roared from the mouth of the spasmodic Norton, the dragon's body trembled violently, and he raised his head unwillingly, even in such a moment, he was still trying to pluck up the muscles that could still release energy to try to stand up.

"Caesar, shoot!"

Ange learns the correct way to use the Seven Deadly Sins from an old friend who also likes to wear black dresses, but he knows that he still uses them in the wrong way.

The Seven Deadly Sins require seven swords to fully exert the power of the Crime and Punishment realm, and in addition to the wrong order of use, and without the suppression of lust and laziness, Norton can still use some of his power.

The most important thing is that he does not have the qualifications and strength to shout out that dying word of judgment.

"On the day I return to the world, all the rebels should die!"

Caesar closed his left eye, and his right eye saw the face of the originally high supreme in the camera, hideous and full of pain.

After one final confirmation of the wind direction and humidity, Caesar held his breath before pulling the trigger.

The bullet with that dark red bullet exited the muzzle at a speed visible to Caesar's naked eye.

Caesar, who was as confident as Caesar, straightened up, threw away the heavy Barrett sniper rifle, and watched the dark red bullet cut through the air and fly leisurely towards Norton's third eye.

It was the first time Caesar had been so nervous since his mother's death.

If it was just the honor of slaying the dragon, he could not care.

But this is the only chance everyone has for him to kill Norton!

Poof!

Scorching blood erupted from the crimson golden dragon's eye.

It wasn't until he saw the blood splattered on his red golden eyes that Caesar leaned back, but was held up by a weak, boneless hand.

The red-haired Nono held Caesar, and she suddenly felt that this blonde boy brother was much more pleasing to the eye, and he didn't seem to be so much the same as the other boys.

Ange looked at Norton, who no longer tried to stand up, and motioned for Chen Hong to gradually pull out the fury.

"Only a rage can really cut off Norton's life! It's your honor, go ahead. ”

Ange looked at Chen Hongjian with complicated eyes, this Lionheart junior who had not completely let go of his suspicions until now.

At least, this time, without the blow he had been dormant for so long, Ange would have been defeated by Norton's sword.

He was one hundred and twenty-nine years old, and he didn't care about the empty honor.

The future of the mixed race depends on these young people.

Ange's gaze swept over Chen Hongji, Chu Zihang, Fingal, Xia Mi, Caesar, and Nono, out of his selfishness, he hoped that the descendants of the Lionheart Society, let Menek, Teacher Gambett, Yamahiko, Brendan, Jamal, Charlotte, Mayek and his own juniors become the first half-breed to kill the first generation.

Chen Hong nodded gradually, he was not a hypocritical person.

Blessed by the third degree of bloodstorm, the servant of the king's choice, and half of the "power" of the king of the earth and the mountain, he also has the power to hold the frost and fury of the change in form with one hand, one left and one right.

The frost pierced through Norton's heart!

In a fit of rage, he slashed Norton's head!

"Roar!"

Chen Hong, who had been bloodied for the third time, gradually let out a cheerful dragon roar, and the frost and rage also conjured into an invisible swimming dragon left and right, serving the king on the left and right like a two-headed dragon servant.

As Norton's roar stopped, the massive body lost its vitality and transformed into a bronzed skeleton.

Lord of Bronze and Fire, Norton, Pawn!