Kassel Academy, 15 time zones away from Australia, Ice Cellar.

"Hell, what are you doing? Dissecting Norton in front of Konstantin? Leaning against the metal wall, the night watchman sipped tequila in small sips as he watched in shock at a few guys in white coats who were busy in the laboratory.

During Ange's absence, all business was overseen by him, the vice-principal, and the most important part of it was naturally the study of the first generation.

After all, this is the first time in the history of the secret party that the first generation has been captured, and it is still a pair of twin brothers on the throne, and it is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to conduct scientific dissection and control experiments in a state of life and death.

But what are these guys doing right now?

Dissecting Norton in front of Konstantin? Is this something that humans can do?

"It's okay." , a masked experimenter turned his head to look at the vice principal in a denim suit, and his tone was very casual: "Konstantin is bound by the alchemy realm, and it is no different from the dead Norton." ”

Flamel sighed and set his eyes on a pool not far away.

In the middle of the pool stood a thin man.

Intertwined lines stretched in all directions from the man's feet, deep grooves etched into the hard bronze floor, in which the raw blue water flowed.

Like a lush vine tree, these gentle currents branch off and then merge into the silent lake ahead.

Endless symbols loom in the tangled branches of the vine trees, and finally form a perfect circular totem that encloses the small lake.

There is the "Well of Oblivion".

In the space where the metal is the earth, time seems to be frozen, the air is condensed, all gods, ghosts and demons are isolated by some powerful force, and all invasions are repelled.

This is a "realm", but it is not a realm caused by humans or dragons, and the spirits that cause this realm are the branches of those vine trees, and the symbols on the entire ground form an unprecedented array of words and spirits.

It is the miracle of alchemy, the creation of realms with symbols and elements, almost beyond life, beyond the prerogatives of the gods of all religious codes!

And the thin man in the well, if you look closely, you will find that he is not actually standing there of his own will—a wrought steel handcuff is wrapped around his delicate wrist, and the small steel handcuff that seems to have been specially made for him is sunk deep into his flesh, almost a torture instrument.

What's even more terrifying is that a cyan, half-meter-long giant nail sank through his heart, pierced through the sternum, and nailed the stone pillar behind his whole person together, and more iron nails penetrated through his body in all directions, leaving only the nail head outside.

It was a magic weapon used by the ancient people of the Celestial Empire to ward off evil spirits, but after the twentieth century, it was discovered that it was actually an iron nail concocted by alchemy.

"I'm really old, and when I encounter this kind of thing when I'm young, I'll definitely stand next to you excitedly and rub my hands." After a long silence, the night watchman said leisurely.

He didn't find such a method cruel, even if the guy trapped in the middle of the alchemy realm looked like an ordinary boy, no precautions were too much to put on him.

Only Konstantin in this state would stand there quietly, and if it was still awake and found that its noble Norton brother was dead, then all it had to do was roar the world!

"Of course you're old, you deserve to die."

A slow voice came from behind the night watchman, and it was a very unkind response.

"Beowulf, why don't you lie down in the nutrient solution and wait for death, what are you running out for?" The Night's Watch replied just as sharply, and to be honest, as a loyal old friend of Angers, he didn't have a good impression of the guy behind him.

"I heard that the people of the Kassel Academy captured the living body of the Dragon King, of course I can't sit still, can a little flower in a greenhouse like them have such an ability?"

The man smiled and walked in through the door.

He was not as burly and blood-red as the myth suggests, but surprisingly pale, sitting there as if he were a thick limestone tombstone.

Under the lamp, his old hands reflected a faint light, and the surface of his skin was covered with fine white scales.

He is a member of the secret party, the dragon slayer of the Iron Blood Faction, the heir of the dragon-loving family, and the last captain of the secret party's "action team". He was awarded the title of "Dragonbloodthirsty" by the Secret Party.

Originally, he was supposed to be Ange's loyal companion, but he was fiercely opposed to the establishment of the Kassel Academy by the Secret Party, and since then he has only remained as an elder in the Secret Party.

"Beowulf." In the face of this uninvited guest, the night watchman had an indifferent attitude: "The establishment of the Kassel Academy is a proposal of Lord Mayek, and it is approved by Viscount Charlotte and Marquis Ganbenin, if you have any doubts about this decision, I can send you down to discuss with them." ”

"Scalpel, rope drill, gauze, taking pictures. Blood sampling. Subcutaneous tissue sampling, bayonet forceps, saws. A hurried voice broke the deadlock between the two, and the Night's Watch cast his gaze away at the state-of-the-art dissecting chamber.

A thin layer of blood had accumulated on the steel operating table, and Norton's chest was completely open.

His sternum and ribs had been sawn off, and the front half of his ribcage had been removed.

"Take pictures." , said again the head of the dissection.

He left the dissection table for a moment and took a deep breath to regain his strength.

He had to take a break, it was incredible.

Dragon King Norton's skeleton and organs look exactly like those of ordinary people, but they are completely different, his heart is only divided into three parts, two atria and one ventricle, while ordinary people's hearts are two atria and two ventricles.

This obviously causes his systemic and pulmonary circulation to be different from those of ordinary people, and his blood temperature may be unstable, and the obvious difference is that there are very fine scales on the surface of his skin, and these small scales like wheat grains are close to the skin color, and it is difficult to detect them without close observation or touching.

The number of bones was different from anything he had ever known before, it was incredibly large, and even if it looked like a whole bone, it was actually made up of several bones that were put together almost seamlessly.

He roughly estimated that Norton's body had as many as 800 bones, some of the joints were unimaginably complex, and he could perform movements that ordinary people would never be able to do, and the tendons that connected the bones were as powerful as a cow.

"This is the same dissection experiment that Ange has already done back then, is it necessary to do it again?" , Beowulf asked, frowning.

It is not known what happened on the day of "Summer Mourning", but according to Ange, they once gathered to dissect the corpse of a dragon.

"Just like alchemy, a lot of content is always lost through word of mouth, and the best way to do that is for students to experiment on their own." , said the night watchman with a blank face.

It was rare that he did not object to Beowulf on the side, because vaguely, he had a very bad feeling.

"Isn't it the 'Well of Oblivion'?" , Beowulf suddenly pointed to where Konstantin was.

"What's wrong?" The night watchman looked up in some astonishment, and the next moment, his face instantly became gloomy.

The Constantine who was crucified on the pillar was bleeding.

He walked briskly, leaning against the glass and looking closely, and the blood that flowed from the boy's body was heavier than the iron-like, raw blue mercury, and sank to the bottom, and the cyan and red mixed together, flowing and spreading.

The blue, lush vine tree was dyed with a new color, a dark red of blood.

And this layer of color began to gradually brighten, and the light came out from the deep groove, mottled, as if radiating through a layer of dark red crystal. Gradually, the light back of the glow stick was engulfed, and the light emitted by the deep groove was as sharp as a sword.

In the deep trough, bubbles bubbled up on the surface of the raw blue water, like some kind of fierce chemical reaction, this reaction quickly heated the water to boil, and the bubbles jumped together with the splash, as if countless elves were dancing wildly on the surface of the water.

The light illuminated the huge array of words and spirits, and a huge force was injected, and the sparks of the array of words and spirits, the dark red light flashed out regularly, like the frequency of heart fluctuations.

"Hell, everyone get ready for battle!"

The night watchman cursed in a low voice, he didn't know what was going on in the Well of Oblivion, but those phenomena just now were a precursor to the destruction of the Spirit Array!

Konstantin, who had not moved for a long time, suddenly opened his eyes, and although he had been pierced through his body by dozens of spikes, and even one was nailed to its throat, he let out a low chant.

It is the king of bronze and fire, and in its slumber, it is awakened by the "candle dragon" and returns from the dead.

And the first moment I opened my eyes, I saw Norton on the opposite dissecting table.

Great anger and fear exploded in its heart, and countless fragments of memory flashed through his mind.

In the darkness, the elder brother plucked a small bunch from the verdant plate of grapes on the table and handed it across the table.

But he didn't take it, just raised his head, his eyes flashed with panic, like an alert young beast, "Brother, there are a lot of people outside. ”

"Maybe you'll die, right? But, Konstantin, do not be afraid. The elder brother stroked his forehead.

"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. ", he said so seriously.

"You're good food, but that's so lonely, for thousands of years, you're the only one with me." , the brother's expression is still with a faint smile.

"But death is really sad, like being sealed in a black box, 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...... When I raise the banner of battle and devour the world, will you eat me? Konstantin looked at his brother, his clear pupils flickering...... Expect.

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

Norton nodded slightly, a cold majesty in his voice.

......

In just a few seconds, Long Wen's chanting suppressed all other voices, and under this ancient and great spirit that was already channeling, the light flickered faster and faster, and the huge mass composed of countless dragon patterns finally brightened up like red-hot metal.

The Array of Words and Spirits in the Well of Annihilation reached its limit, and then the light suddenly went out, and all the deep troughs rose with dark red steam at the same moment, and the flowing raw blue water was evaporated, leaving white traces of strong acid corrosion in the dry deep troughs.

In the "Well of Oblivion", it seems that the frozen air has returned to flow, and the sealed space has regained its freedom, and everything is full of lightness and freshness.

At the same time, Konstantin forcibly broke free his left arm from the alchemy spike, and began to pull out the things that bound him one after another, despite the dripping blood.

On this night, the emergency alarm sounded again at the Kassel Academy.