"If you want to visit here, they will take you there. If you want to leave, go back to the gate and use the rune I engraved for you to go back to where you entered. Giving the assistant group and Chu Zihang the permission to enter and exit Valhalla, Lu Mingfei said, "After all, this is the realm of the dead, and only the existence of this rune can keep you from getting lost underground and being teleported into the fog and frost." ”

The golden rune engraved on the back of his hand gradually became invisible, and Mai, who knew that it still existed, asked, "Then what is the realm below this?" ”

Not only her, Su Enxi was also curious: "Speaking of fog and frost, it can only be 'Nibelungen', right?" Mr. Menek, who just brought us, also mentioned this. However, this should not be the same as the Nibelungen we know, right? ”

"It's really not the same as our Nibelungen." Ronald replied instead, "The Nibelungen that we have created can only be established with the help of what is already in reality. The prototype of the White Emperor City is the White Emperor City 2,000 years ago, and the No. 0 viaduct where the 'Odin' is located is based on the unfinished No. 10 viaduct. ”

Hearing the familiar name, Chu Zihang raised his head and cast his gaze at him. Maybe...... He probably knows something.

Ronald had heard several members of the Lionheart Society talk about "Odin", and naturally knew that there was a Nibelungen that had collapsed on its own. He added, "As for this Valhalla, there is also the 'Nibelungen' below...... It's completely beyond my comprehension. ”

"Because this is the world overlaid on the planet, there is no need to refer to the existence of the world itself." Lu Mingfei explained simply.

Su Enxi, who was half-understood, swallowed his saliva and asked tentatively: "...... Now, there really won't be a country of the dead, right? ”

Lu Mingfei smiled, smiling a little subtlely: "Not yet." ”

Su Enxi patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. These alone are already unbearable, if a country really pops up......

"But the future is uncertain," Lu Mingfei added, "and the world is so big, there will always be one or two accidents." Valhalla is like a beacon of light now, and it might really attract something strange. ”

Su Enxi's smile froze, and Jiude Mai smiled, half-gloating and half-sympatheticly patted her shoulder.

Leaving the noisy hall and opening several prohibitions, Lu Mingfei came to the deepest part of Valhalla. There's something extremely important here.

A rainbow light flashed in his right eye, and the door in front of him opened. This eye is different from its appearance, it is not a rainbow-level magic eye, but the core of the god of the wild hunt that has been stabbed by the Eternal Spear and recreates the mythical scene. However, such a being is a person in itself that surpasses the magic eyes of many human beings.

Inside the room is a huge stone space with an equally huge pond. The air here is full of magical power that is so rich that people dare not easily step into it, just as pure oxygen cannot be absorbed too much, and an environment with a high content of magic can also make people unable to survive.

Lu Mingfei walked slowly to the edge of the pond, and at the bottom of the pond there were countless blue transparent crystals and countless runes composed of huge spells.

This is the "heart" of Valhalla, a huge technique that gathers the magic in the atmosphere, solidifies or liquefies, and then teleports to all parts of Valhalla, supporting the operation of this huge floating castle. This is where the magic that supports Menek's resurrection comes from.

With the demonic power that Lu Mingfei now holds, although he can also support the operation of Valhalla, in that case, he must stay in Valhalla all the time. And by creating this magic pool, he himself will be a little freer. In the intervening months, he's been busy building this.

But these are not the most important things, the most important thing is to soak in this pool, which is not yet formed, and is the "egg" that everyone craves.

The golden cup is like a newborn egg, quietly reacting with the surrounding magic like breathing, and it seems to produce a huge amount of magic between breathing and breathing.

But Lu Mingfei knew very well that this was just a superficial thing, not to mention the prototype (Grail) located in Fuyuki, and even the culprit of the human burning, the high-concentration magic crystals (Art Graph) sent by the Demon God King to various eras, could not compare.

Perhaps out of the inexplicable sense of crisis that still exists to this day, or because he was worried about something, Lu Mingfei subconsciously chose to create this "almighty" wishing machine that has a fateful connection with him-the Holy Grail.

But this is not something that can be made at random, the Holy Grail here is just a shell, an empty shell that can only absorb magic and try to cause a qualitative transformation of magic at some point.

The existence of the archetype, the Great Holy Grail of Higashiki, seems to have other things mixed in with it, and it is not something that can be easily reproduced. Perhaps, with Lu Mingfei's current approach, all that can be created is a replica similar to that of the Demon God King, the Holy Grail of the Peculiarity.

The door to the "magic pool" was closed, and under the closure of several locks, no one else could enter except Lu Mingfei.

And deep in Valhalla, too, there is another room, a room for captivity.

The same complex confinement technique was opened, and it was a very ordinaryly decorated room. The TV turned on was playing an old movie from Hong Kong City in the last century, which was originally very popular with the owner, and the extremely elaborate little dress was crumpled into a ball and casually thrown on the sofa. There were leftover snacks and half an opened bottle of Coke on the coffee table, and the whole room was filled with a strong sense of life.

"Rare guest, brother, why don't you go and build your Valhalla, what are you doing here?" Pulling slippers, with hair like a chicken nest, Lu Mingze, who was wearing short-sleeved shorts, walked out holding a popcorn bucket that was almost half his body.

"Come and see you." Lu Mingfei replied, looking casual as if he was going home. Although this is indeed his home.

The height was too short to put on the coffee table, so Lu Mingze simply put the popcorn bucket on the ground. He stood on the sofa and grabbed the Coke bottle, and then sat directly on the ground and leaned against the sofa.

Mei Zizi poured a big sip of Coke and stuffed a handful of popcorn. He patted the vacant seat next to him: "Come and sit down, brother, don't treat yourself as an outsider." ”

Then, as if remembering something, he took off the crumpled suit and put it on the ground, and motioned for Lu Mingfei to sit down again.

"Looks like you're doing pretty well." Lu Mingfei walked over and picked up the suit, folded it and put it aside.

After stuffing another mouthful of popcorn, Lu Mingze said hesitantly: "Of course, you can eat whatever you want, see what you want, play whatever you want, there is no happier day than this!" ”

"And it's Valhalla! That 'Odin' can't catch up with Valhalla even on a hundred Slypnirs! It doesn't matter what the end of the world is, what the dragon king does, and what the war breaks out in the half-blood, it doesn't affect it, how good! Lu Mingze praised with half-squinted eyes, and he raised the Coke bottle, "Praise the god of wild hunting!" ”

Lu Mingfei also sat down on the floor, took out the remote control to replace the channel, and started the PS3 game console on the side. The game console was brought back by Old Tang and the others when they went out to purchase, as a gift for the "first" meeting, and gave one to the Lionhearts. He also got it, and put it in this room.

"Play with me." He handed a handle to Lu Mingze, who pretended to be happy.

"Okay!" Lu Mingze took it with a smile, and boasted, "Don't underestimate me, brother, no matter how talented you are, you can't compare to my two months of hard training." ”

"Hmm." Lu Mingfei nodded and clicked away from the street fighter who hadn't played for a long time.

There are big ones on the screen. In two words, Lu Mingfei had already left, and the sky outside the window darkened, hiding most of the boy's figure in the shadows. The devil knows why there is night in such a place.

The bright light of the screen illuminated Lu Mingze's face, and his empty eyes looked at the fallen figure on the screen. He lost, but he didn't care, he never won anyway, neither now nor in countless years.

In my memory, my brother covered his right eye, and bright red and golden blood flowed from the gap between his fingers. He felt that he was in pain, not only for his brother, but also because his heart was rejected again.

"That's nice...... Wild Hunt ......," he muttered, then a half-crying and half-laughing expression, "with the otherworldly god...... to judge the sinners...... That's nice......"

……

In fact, it turns out that even a crisis like the one that can destroy the world will not be long after the passage of time, except for leaving behind another unsolved mystery of the world and data that drives various experts crazy. Except for some guys hiding in the shadows.

Kassel Academy, obviously still in the spring semester, has been nearly two months since the start of school, but there are few people in the academy. After all, most of them were sent out to deal with the aftermath of the "Bronze Incident".

Probably because of the chain reaction caused by the awakening of the dragon king, there are also many traces of dragon activity around the world. In addition, there are all kinds of cult groups related to mixed races that have existed in the past, used to hide tightly, and now they have emerged.

Fortunately, these small organizations are not very powerful characters, but there are a bit of a lot of them, and the official commissioners are busy dealing with the awakened dragons, so the sophomores and juniors in the school can experience the dire situation of the executive department in advance like the seniors in the senior year.

For example, the student president of a sophomore college led the senior management of the student union to rush to the front line of the fight against gangsters, and the battle reports that came were about to write a book, and I heard that he himself planned to do so.

Unexpectedly, the vice president of a freshman Lionheart Club did stay in school because he wanted to "cultivate his temperament". Some people speculate that it is because the experience of facing the dragon king has made him not interested in such a "small fight". But what the real situation is, probably only the president who also remains in the academy knows.

As a result, the huge campus has become such a situation where there are only a few hundred students in the first year. Even some of the faculty and staff were sent out.

In the principal's office, the vice principal looked at the wine cabinet that had been renovated and added a lot of expensive drinks: "I can't see it, you guy has become generous after being stolen by thieves once, are you planning to lure the snake out of the hole?" ”

Among the drinks that were rearranged by the headmaster were some extremely precious and rare items that he usually hid so tightly that he couldn't find them even through Norma.

Let's get off the book

"But if you want to catch a thief and use this, I'll help you drink some of it, and the same goes for you to pour other colors of wine into it." He reached for the wine cabinet and was knocked out.

Serving a cup of tea, the headmaster, who ended his trip to Europe, said slowly: "It's a serious matter to find you, these are not for catching thieves, don't worry about it." ”

"Stingy...... "The vice principal muttered and sat down across from the principal, "What do you want me to do to you?" I'm very busy now, and without my pressure, the group of guys in the ice cellar have to tear down the Maybach left by Chu Tianjiao. What's more critical is that there is also a Chu Zihang watching from the side, that kid has a big meaning, 'If you really dare to dismantle it, I will dismantle the ice cellar'. ”

"This is a bit of an argument, it is Chu Tianjiao's relic, and it is essentially something that belongs to Chu Zihang." The headmaster took a sip of tea from a cup, and after a few months of cultivation, his hand was almost recovered.

However, the rebirth of a severed limb is still a bit shocking for a half-blood, so he said that the vice principal used alchemy to help him heal. He continued: "What I want you to do is about the Gattuso family. ”

"What? That stallion friend of yours helped you last time, and it won't be long before you cross the river and tear down the bridge? The vice-principal was half-lying in his seat, looking like he was going to listen to gossip.

"For the Gattuso family, the identity of the head of the family is just a symbol, and it is the House of Elders that really manages their family." The headmaster directly revealed the fact that his friend was a vase, "And Frost, that guy also has the support of the Elders' House to obtain the status of acting head of the family." ”

"The House of Elders...... Speaking of which, I seem to be a very important senator of the college, but it turns out that the senators' meeting has not been held for almost decades, and only this group of little guys from the school board is bouncing, and I almost forgot that I still have this heavy identity. There were times when I missed that old fellow Beowulf. "The vice-principal seemed to be nostalgic.

"I don't think they'll miss you." The Headmaster gave him a wink, "Anyway, Frost has shown his excess of control everywhere since he got the Acting Head of House. Both at his home and at the Kassel Academy. ”

"Sounds like a paranoid."

"If you really think that, you're wrong." The principal leaned back in his chair, "That guy just wanted to keep our attention on him and ignore something else. ”

"Just like this time, on the surface, using Caesar to stir up the displeasure of others, at the same time put himself on the cusp." The principal pushed over a photo, "And she, silently out of everyone's perspective." ”

"Chen Motong?" The vice-principal remembered the name of the freshman girl, after all, she was the person her son had always thought about - thinking about how to detain her Ferrari, and the campus was quiet.

The headmaster nodded: "That's right, if there is no Caesar, then she is the fourth candidate on the list." On Marina's Christmas Eve, although she acted alone from command, she managed to lure away the enemy and relieve the crisis on Marina, a feat that earned her a place as a candidate. But this place, along with her mission report, was withheld by Frost as a school director, and she gradually came out of the perspective of other people, as if she didn't want them to know that this person existed. ”

The vice-principal pondered for a moment, and then said, "If I'm not mistaken, the column on her profile is none, right?" It's almost like a ......."

"Ordinary people?" The headmaster leaned forward, "Doesn't that make you think of anything?" ”

Then he replied: "Fifteen hundred years ago, Attila, the 'King of the Earth and the Mountain', attacked the Western Roman Empire to recover his ancient fiefdom: the City of Rome, the 'Temple of the World'. However, after a brutal battle, when the main force of the secret party at that time, the Templar Knights, was completely wiped out, he still had the strength to leave. When leaving, he took with him the 'ordinary people' Princess Honoria......"

……

"Between a city and a man, the Dragon King chose the latter, we don't know why, but there is no doubt that this will be the countdown to the death of the Dragon King." This is supposed to be an undergraduate course, but it is told in advance in the preparatory class. After all, these little ones in the classroom already know that they are different.

Counting the penultimate row by the window, Natsumi looked at the stars outside the window and sighed. Why is it that it is a preparatory class for an American aristocratic school, but it has to study at night like an ordinary high school in China.

The night wind blew the ends of her hair, and her plain white neck made people look twice. She is like the kind of girl that every boy has a crush on at school, and this picture of the quiet years makes the eyes of several boys who peek at her look straight.

"Natsumi!" The teacher noticed her wandering, "Can you tell me how this weak princess killed the invincible dragon king?" If you've attended a class, you'll know. ”

Reluctantly stood up, peeking at the books that had been secretly erected on the front table, she said in a slur manner, "Uh...... Through long-term poisoning, and then ...... He then joined forces with another Assassin who had infiltrated and gave him to Kacha on his wedding to the Assassin. ”

"Looks like what I'm saying isn't that boring." The teacher sat her down and continued, "Although it seems inconceivable to us that the dragon king died because of his feelings, there seems to be no other explanation......

Xia Mi stuck out her tongue and sat down, and the girl at the same table secretly came over: "The death of the dragon king and the hand of his beloved, this sounds quite poignant!" ”

Sixteen or seventeen-year-old girls are like that, they just ignore a lot of cruel things and focus on what they think is good. However, I now have to be like them.

"The person who can make the dragon king also obsessed must be an extremely beautiful princess, right?" The table mate was still dreaming about her, and then seemed to wake up, "But I think she may not be as beautiful as Natsumi!" ”

"That's for sure!" Natsumi, who accepted the praise, noticed the teacher's movements and whispered, "But she's the one who makes the Dragon King fall in love......

Hum! Someone is laughing, how is this possible?