Fingal slowly opened his eyes, and the golden darkness in his eyes was like the sun at dusk.

"Are you saying that our delay caused the ancient dragon to wake up?" Fingal asked in a somewhat hoarse voice.

"Isn't that so? You haven't even started going into the water for months after I've given you the clues, which is no doubt giving the guy underwater time to hatch. The prince replied, "Obviously, you can capture him directly to get a high-level dragon embryo before he is fully hatched." Unfortunately, it was your own hesitation that ruined this opportunity. ”

"Is that really the case?" Fingal asked faintly, "I can only say that you are really a master of playing with people's hearts, firmly grasp the psychology of the group of people in this school board, and know very well what they want." An embryo of a high-level dragon, I think this is a very tempting existence even for dragons themselves, right? ”

The golden light in his eyes flickered like the light of a broken candle, and Fingal continued: "You who have evolved by devouring the flesh and blood of your own kind will not let such a precious thing fall into the hands of humans. Giving it to the Academy is nonsense, your real purpose is just to borrow our hands to confirm the true condition of the embryo at the bottom of the sea...... Or, wake him up. ”

The prince did not speak, but listened quietly to his reasoning.

"And whenever we go down, that ancient dragon will hatch...... Fingal's voice was unusually hoarse, "all of us are nothing more than the blood food you prepared for that ancient dragon to awaken his blood food." ”

"It's a great inference, it turns out that Mr. Fingal is not as decadent as he looks." Applause suddenly came from the other side of the walkie-talkie, and the prince laughed softly, "But isn't it you who caused all this tragedy?" If a nuclear warhead had been dropped when that embryo had been found, I don't think there would have been any follow-up. ”

Speaking of this, he sighed: "Human beings really control the power of the human race, nuclear bomb, I think even if it is the dragon king, there will probably not be that choice to fight this hard-to-head, right?" And it's hard to tell if it's good or bad for you humans to control such things. ”

Fingal didn't answer him, he knew very well what the prince wanted to say, the two tragic wars in the human world proved that even without the threat of dragons, humanity itself is full of contradictions. Although the same is true of dragons, for the former, who has involved the whole world, the latter, who stays in a dark corner and watches them fight each other, is not as dangerous as humans at that moment.

"So what?" Fingal replied, "I suppose if we really wanted to destroy that embryo, there would be many ways for you to stop it, right?" ”

As for how to stop it, it couldn't be simpler, for some people in today's world, it has almost reached the point of talking about nuclear discoloration. Although the Greenland Sea in the far north is uninhabited, if anyone really intends to conduct military operations here, probably several surrounding countries will not agree. Although the secret party had great energy, there was no way to hide such a big movement, and besides, they had no intention of killing the embryo at all.

The prince didn't answer, but it was a tacit acquiescence.

"You have so much power, but you really behave like a human. It's disgusting to me that you're as cunning as some people. Fingal walked forward with his walkie-talkie, and there were bursts of gunfire and screams in the screening room at the end of the hallway.

"The rise of human beings has made me think of many things, and if I am strong without wisdom, I will eventually lose, so now I like to use my brain more than I use my hands, which is also the difference between me and them." The prince whispered, "Well, it's time to finish the old days, and if Mr. Fingal wants to talk to me again, then try to survive, and I hope I will meet you again one day." It's the work of my partner, and if you're careless, you'll really die. ”

Communication was interrupted on the other side, and the intercom was caught in a busy tone. Fingal was silent for a moment, then put away the walkie-talkie and kicked open the door to the screening room in front of him.

……

Outside the camp in the middle of the snowy fields outside the city, a young officer in a gray military uniform puts away his walkie-talkie. He looked up at the silence of the city, as if he had seen the figure in the theater with a broken hand and struggling in pain in a pool of blood on the ground.

"What a pity, Oginez......" he said, but there was no regret on his face.

"Then it's time to think about the aftermath, huh...... Maybe it's the big guy who should have borrowed my partner. As he spoke, he pulled out another cell phone and made a call.

Not long after, in an underground facility deep in the Siberian snowfield, warheads with yellow and black markings entered the preparation for launch, and the coordinates of Siberian city 023 were entered by the computer. After doing all this, the Major looked up at the city above the snowfield again, only this time, there was no more casualness in his eyes that had appeared in front of Bunin before.

He sniffed into the air, countless cold airs he inhaled into his lungs, and with it, the faint smell of decay that only he could perceive.

After a long time, he muttered, "...... What has rotted should be buried in the ground, right? ”

With that, he turned and walked towards the camp behind him, and he went deep into the camp silently, the old military uniform and the same old-fashioned soldiers in the camp stood without any sense of disobedience. And the peculiar thing is that the privates patrolling outside the camp are as if they did not see him. And everywhere he walked, all the electronic devices were like some kind of barrier, all of them failed.

"General...... someone found out about this and reported the strange situation to the command room in the middle.

Vatutin's brows were furrowed, the equipment was not damaged, but the helicopter could not take off, all kinds of means of communication failed, and they simply lost the ability to communicate with the outside world. In short, they're stuck here.

"Alert everyone." After the order, he looked at Lin Fenglong, wanting to see what the new principal thought, after all, he was the boss now.

It's just that to his surprise, the new principal from Germany, who claims to be Chinese, seems to have reacted a little more than he imagined. His eyes now lit up with a gold that he was not unfamiliar with, and he looked around warily, as if something very dangerous was hidden in the snowfields around him.

Vatutin wanted to remind him: "Lin ......"

"Let your men immediately prepare to retreat, to twenty kilometers...... No! Retreat to thirty kilometers away. Lin Fenglong, who came back to his senses, immediately interrupted him.

He was now golden boy to the extreme, and the realm of words and spirits was open to the maximum, wanting to catch the invisible figure. But this was in vain, the other party's level was too much higher than him, and he couldn't detect the slightest trace of the other party even if he tried his best. He was no stranger to the sensation, and this feeling of despair and powerlessness befell him again a hundred years later.

"But we still have people in that city, do you want us to leave them behind?" Vatukin, naturally, would not agree to the order to retreat.

"Listen, you can't understand what we're up against, and you can't understand the power those two girls have." Lin Fenglong looked back at him and said word by word, "If you stay here, you will only become a burden to the girl you care about." ”

As if frightened by Lin Fenglong's golden eyes, and as if thinking of something else, Vatujing was stunned for a moment, and then turned back to the others around him and ordered: "Tell everyone to retreat, and throw the things that can't be taken in place!" Pack light and step back! ”

The urgent order was strictly enforced, and the soldiers abandoned their heavy luggage and trudged through the snow, as if they felt something, Lin Fenglong looked back, but there was nothing there. And after everyone left, the figure of the major appeared in the shadows. Looking at the crowd leaving, he smiled a little inexplicably.

……

Gunfire erupted in the cinema, and all the people alive shot aimlessly into the air around them with guns. Frantic and terrified, they poured all the bullets from their magazines into the air in front of them, trying to inflict damage on the invisible foe in this way.

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It's just that they themselves have been hit by stray bullets, and the invisible enemy is still not visible. If it weren't for someone trying to disappear through the passage left by Old Bunin, they would have thought that the invisible monster had left.

Invisible fear still gripped them, and there seemed to be a faint chuckle around them in addition to gunfire, and the invisible cannibal sneered at them, waiting for the moment when they ran out of bullets and exhausted.

Suddenly, the locked door of the theater was kicked open, and a grenade that seemed to be tied to something was thrown in from the outside.

Without giving anyone time to dodge, the grenade in the air exploded directly. The shrapnel that fell was no longer lethal when it hit the body because of the lack of distance, but along with it, there was an unknown liquid tied to the grenade just now.

The red liquid, which seemed to be as thick as plasma, exploded, and the entire movie theater was splattered everywhere. This somewhat inexplicable attack made the movie theater suddenly fall into silence, and someone subconsciously licked the unknown red liquid on the side of his mouth, and then said with a shocked face: "Fan, ketchup!" ”

"There's nothing you can do if you think so, but this is my secret weapon against this guy." Fingal walked in with a golden revolver and reloading it with bullets.

Then he suddenly fired a shot into the air with his gun, followed by a scream like a beast. A few drops of blood splattered from the air, and upon closer inspection, it was clear that the area was not stained with any ketchup.

Fingal smiled confidently, this is probably a method of saying and interpreting the spirit is really troublesome, but in the case of knowing that the other party has such ability, it is not too difficult to find the other party in a small space.

Then he suddenly fired another shot to the left, and the screams rang out again, and the invisible monster fell into the seat covered with a tarpaulin, causing a great stir.

Blowing out the white smoke from the muzzle of the gun, Fingal looked at the messy seating area and smiled disdainfully, "Do you think I'll forget what I ate once?" ”

The people who hadn't figured out what was going on looked at each other, and then suddenly reacted and shot at the area with their guns. The invisible monster was indeed there, and the two shots just now seemed to have injured him indistinctly, at least not for now.

The sound of bullets hitting metal was heard, and although the dense bullets hit the invisible monster, they did not cause much damage to it at all, and its body was also covered with the same hard scales as Cerberus. Fingal raised his gun and prepared to continue shooting, because he couldn't see the specific appearance of the monster, and the previous two shots didn't seem to hit the point.

Just as he tried to pull the trigger, the invisible monster roared, and if you listened closely, you would find that there was some kind of strange rhythmic chant in the roar.

It dissolves the shield field, and then another, more violent field unfolds around it. Obviously, it's trying to release another spirit.

"Hey, hey, hey! Outrageous has to have a head! Fingal's eyes widened and he shouted incredulously, this guy has such a high level of intelligence, and it is already very troublesome to sneak up on sneak attacks!

How to make a half-breed have a plural number of speech spirits is the problem that plagues half-breed scholars the most besides complete dragonization. The complete dragonization of the latter is undoubtedly the best solution, and it can even go further. But aside from whether or not you can achieve complete dragonization, whether you can maintain yourself after complete dragonization is a question.

The Nibelungen Project, which activates the plural spirit by raising the bloodline while preserving human consciousness, is the optimal solution for the current situation. And this plan that the Kassel Academy has not had time to implement has been concocted by other forces!

Fingal also understood why the prince called this a masterpiece, if such an existence was captured by the Academy, the Academy Alchemy Department and the Biology Department would be sorry for its peculiarity if it didn't give it a wave of slices.

Before he had time to think about it, in the midst of the chanting, a huge storm spread out in all directions centered on the field. Storms mix with snowflakes falling from the sky to form a dangerous blizzard.

Movie theater clutter and chairs were blown up by miniature hurricanes, and fast-flying debris was now turned into a murderous weapon. Fingal grabbed one side of the door panel as a shield, and the half-broken door panel he kicked was just right in his hand.

At this moment, the snow storm in the center of the theater suddenly exploded, and countless rolls of debris flew in all directions like high-speed cannonballs.

The storm cleared, the huge horns stood high, the hideous maws were stained with blood, and the true face of the invisible monster was exposed in the air.