Mai clings to the wall, hidden in the gap between the Odin and Rhine rooms.

It is a twin building, with only a gap less than twenty centimeters wide between two almost identical buildings, and it is usually almost impossible to fit an adult's. But there were now a full dozen people crammed there, all of whom had been trained to tighten their ribs and thin themselves in the gap. This is also the reason why they have not been discovered so far. There was a flashlight outside, but no one looked inside.

"Mai, I'm seeing you embarrassed again." A cold voice came from behind.

"What can I do about what the little boss wants to do?" Jiude Mai sighed, "In the end, we all work for unscrupulous bosses. ”

"Or do you act like last time?" At the end of the line, people who didn't belong to this team asked coldly.

"With a slight change, we only need to hold the students down this time, so that they don't affect the side of the small boss, and reduce the casualties caused by the awakening of Konstantin and Norton." Mai is separated by eleven people and talks to zero,

"Okay, change it this time, I'll be in charge of Caesar, and you will deal with Chu Zihang." Zero dropped the sentence and turned to leave.

"It's okay, I don't want to face my ugly duckling sister, but Sanwu Girl still has such a personality." Mai sighed with emotion, and then said to the subordinates behind her, "You go and follow her, and everything is under her command." ”

"By the way, lend me your 'Soul of Words'." Zero suddenly turned back and walked up to Mai and said.

"Come on." Mai shrugged indifferently and suddenly shoved something into Zero's pocket.

Zero didn't notice that at this time, her golden pupils lit up, staring intently at Jiude Mai, her mouth quickly opened and closed to chant the dragon script, and after a while, she made an OK gesture.

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Professor Schneider looked at his watch, and a full hour had passed, and the intruder hiding in the darkness had never been detected. It is also impossible for them to escape the campus, because after the state of emergency was triggered, all the cameras were working, and every entrance and exit and even the fence were closely monitored.

"What about Ye Sheng? Where is he? He turned to Professor Manstein and asked.

"I don't know, probably with Caesar and the others to protect the Odin Hall?"

"Apart from Ye Sheng, are there any students present who can use the Spirit of Words Snake?"

"According to the records, there are two more people who can ...... Also, I can do it myself. The "snake" may be able to find the location of the intruder, but under the "commandment" of the vice-principal, no one can use the spirit of speech. Professor Manstein pointed to his temple, "Our forces are forced to sleep. ”

"Can you ask the Night's Watch to lift the Commandments temporarily?" Professor Schneider asked suddenly.

"My dad?" Professor Manstein was stunned for a moment, "No, only Principal Angers can order him to lift the 'precepts', and unless he is authorized by the Principal, it will not matter who comes." ”

"But this is a special case!" Professor Schneider slammed his fist on the conference table in front of him, "Dragons invade!" This has never happened in Kassel since its founding! ”

"It's true that I haven't been authorized by Principal Angers yet, but as long as the 'Night's Watchman' can lift the 'Commandment', we will have hundreds of students who have liberated the Spirit of Words as a living force!"

"So, Manstein, please, ask the 'Night's Watchman' to lift the 'precepts' and use only this one night, okay?" Professor Schneider stared into his eyes.

Manstein was silent for a long time, then finally sighed and took out his phone, "Okay, but I can only call and try, if he doesn't agree, then I can't do anything." ”

"As long as this proposal can be proposed......," Professor Schneider said firmly, "I believe that the Night's Watch will have its own judgment." ”

There was a busy tone on the phone, and after a long time, Professor Manstein put down the phone and shook his head, "I don't know who he's talking to, maybe he just doesn't want to answer." ”

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In the attic under the church bell, the classic 1952 western "Noon" is playing on the big screen, and the lone hero and law enforcement officer Jali Guber walks the streets of a drowning western town with a gun on his shoulder.

"Hey, Ange, I heard you planned to dissect the Norton Bone Vial today, right?"

A plaid shirt with a rolled-brimmed cowboy hat on his head, and a pair of old-fashioned boots with shiny spurs on his feet.

The old West guy was lying on the couch, his feet cocked high, a candle burning silently beside him, he took a few sips of beer in his hand, and answered the phone while staring at the screen.

"Did you know that the dragon invasion is also today?" The night watchman leisurely asked, "Is it a coincidence?" ”

"I don't know, anyway, the dismantling went according to the original plan, and more than a dozen people couldn't afford to make any big waves." Angers' voice came from the microphone, "You're still watching "High Noon"? You've watched it so many times, don't you find it annoying? Ange asked.

"I know an old guy like you wouldn't like this kind of hot blood movie!" Said the old cowboy.

"I prefer Al Pacino's 'Smell a Woman' to this one." Ange said lightly.

"You coquettish old fellow." The old cowboy laughed and scolded.

"Hey, old friend, lift the precepts." Ange said suddenly.

The old cowboy suddenly sat up straight, and his face gradually became serious, "Are you serious?" ”

"The princes of the dragon clan are about to start waking up, isn't it a good thing to let the young people exercise and prepare for battle?"

"Yan Ling is the devil in the bottle, and if you release it easily, although you can gain power, it may not be a good thing."

"As a person with dragon blood, he was originally using the power of the devil to fight the devil, right? Night watchman, this night is about to be beyond the reach of either of us, and we need young people. ”

The old cowboy was silent for a long time, "Agree with you for the time being, take care of your students." ”

He turned off the TV and sat quietly on the couch, only a candle illuminating his old face.

After a few minutes, he straightened up and blew out the candle.

As the candlelight went out, a "spirit" powerful enough to envelop the entire Kassel Academy collapsed.

Dozens of meters deep under the library, on the monitoring screen of the central processing system, dozens of hundreds to silver-blue beams slowly rose, which was the power of the primeval generation. The students are in turmoil, and their long-suppressed "spirit" is revived.

Almost at the same moment, Mai Jiude, who was hidden in the gap, jumped out, and in the chanting of Long Wen, her figure became more and more pitch-black, and finally it was as dark as a ball of ink.

"Soul of Words"!

The moment she landed, her figure collapsed. It was as if he had been washed off the paper by a splash of water.

She vanished.

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Old Don was climbing down the chimney of the library, which was not a problem for his self-conceived athletic skills.

He didn't know where the Odin Hall was, so he had to follow his instincts, hoping that this time his luck would be as good as usual.

"Give me something." He thought

He quickly judged the situation as the alarm sounded, it was almost impossible to approach the Odin Hall from the ground, and even if there were no students on the ground who were on guard, he might not be able to find his way.

He decided to go inside the building, at least there were more places to hide.

He got out of the fireplace and saw that the two walls of the books were stacked all the way to the roof, and they were all monographs with the titles of the books wrapped in cowhide and the covers, "Research on the Mitochondria of Dragons", "A Preliminary Exploration of the Theory of Dragon Base Pairs", "The Bones of Dragons: The Superevolution of Reptiles", ...... On the table next to the fireplace is a large and thick book Dungeons & Dragons: A Beginner's Guide.

"Hey, obviously this school is really a place for crazy people to gather, but there is a DND, which is quite my appetite." Old Tang muttered, picked up the book and looked at the Dungeons and Dragons.

He's also a big fan of the Dungeons & Dragons franchise, and when he's not working, he's spent every weekend playing board games with friends in a café in Brooklyn, and occasionally playing as a goblin when there's not enough people......

"It's a bit humiliating to always be a goblin." He thinks so every time.

But a die-hard fantasy fan like him really couldn't imagine that there would be a group of people in this world who would study the "dragon" system as a real existence, and it seems to be quite large.

"Oh yes! Luck is still as good as ever! Old Tang cheered.

At the door of this reading room, there was what he had always dreamed of, a public map, spread out on a wooden shelf.

There is also a saw-pipe shotgun in the glass display case next to it, which looks like it is still working.

The library was quiet, and no one was stationed, probably because there was nothing important here, so that a road idiot like Old Tang could study the route in detail.

And this is actually a full map of the campus, it seems that this college does not have any concept of secrecy, the entire structure of the college is clearly presented, including the function of each building and even the underground passages.

Old Tang Tut praised these fantasy game lovers for being really caring.

"Wait...... The underpass ...... "Old Tang suddenly discovered an important thing.

An underground passage leads from the library where he is located to the red-marked area, which is the "Ice Cellar"! There is also a note next to it, "The official name is the "Alchemical Equipment and Important Specimen Collection".

"Damn, that's so easy!" Old Tang was overjoyed, I really don't know why so many rewards are given for such a good task, and the 5 million US dollars can be regarded as a safe hand.

But he also became more and more confused about the strange employer, and it seemed that this "ice cellar" was just an important exhibition hall at all, and there were as many as four or five underground passages leading to it.

"Anyone can figure out where that thing is." Old Tang muttered, "No matter, it's bad work, it's a good job to get money." ”

In his joy at the prospect of a large bounty, he took the Coke cup to the nearby Coke machine and grabbed a Coke, tore off the map and folded it and stuffed it in his ass pocket, and took out the saw-pipe shotgun from the glass exhibition hall, and looked at it, no more, no less, and there were just two shotguns in it.

"This is too cool, guns and flames, it belongs to the romance of men!" Old Don whistled proudly, tonight was really lucky.

He tucked the gun into his belt and probed his head to the underpass.

The map clearly shows that the access to the underground passage must pass through the "Central Main Control Room", and there is a sign with the name of a person, "Norma", next to it.

Old Tang was a little puzzled about what "Norma" meant, and it felt like he was playing DND with his friends, and a secret treasure maze appeared on the map, with the words "Dragon Treasure Vault: Black Dragon King" written on it, and the name behind it was obviously the boss hidden inside.

"Boom!" Old Tang made a gorgeous posture of pulling out the gun, and simulated the sound of gunfire in his mouth, "It doesn't matter what kind of bull ghost and snake god you are, if there is a boss, I will blast you with one shot!" ”

He was getting happier and happier, the tension and doubt he had felt at the beginning of the mission completely gone, and he walked through the empty halls of the library, with the pleasure of a leisurely stroll to myself.

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Group B is firmly in control of the Odin Hall.

This group consisted of second-year students, a significant number of whom were invited by Caesar to a grand social ball held at the Amber Pavilion. So nearly half of this group was in a black night dress or a white gauze court dress.

The girls wore their hair coiled up on the top of their heads, revealing the smooth and white nape of their necks, their communication equipment hung around their waists with black straps, the earphone cable was attached to the white nape of their necks and entered the bun, and they carried a 9 mm caliber 30-round Uzi submachine gun in their hands, a black bullet belt on their right shoulder was a filled spare magazine, a short gun strap under their long skirts was tied directly to their bare thighs, and they were wearing three-inch high heels inlaid with rhinestones.

"What a goth beauty!" Karen, the vice president of the student council, put on his glasses and looked out of the parquet window to watch the long white dress swaying in the wind.

Eight freshmen who had been trained in the "Battlefield Survival Class" controlled the front door, eight controlled the back door, and there were four people on each side door, two under each parquet floor-to-ceiling window, and six people in the second-floor passage, all equipped with light and heavy weapons, so that they could quickly support each other when necessary.

"The "Battlefield Survival Class" can only be seen as a physical education class, how can such an important place as Odin Hall be guarded by the second grade! Isn't this an important strategic location leading to the Three Goddess Layer? Another cadre, Kevin, complained.

"Don't worry, Professor Schneider's arrangement will not leave any flaws, it is true that they are all second years, but Caesar is the one who guards it." Cullen looked confidently at the center of the hall.

Caesar Gattuso, president of the student union in Kassel, sat there quietly.

He sat on the chair in the front row of the Odin Hall, with Erlang's legs on his legs, without changing into his combat uniform, and still wearing his elegant white suit, he raised his head comfortably, facing the sculpture under the circular dome, which was the god Odin in armor, riding an eight-legged war horse, and holding a spear.

The black-gold hunting knife "Dick Tydo" was unsheathed and lay quietly on Caesar's lap, while the loaded Desert Eagle rested on the seat next to it, and the Angel of Death on the handle of the gun smiled silently.

Caesar didn't seem at all prepared for battle for the possibility of someone infiltrating Odin Hall.