Lu Mingfei stood in the void above Kassel Manor, coldly looking down at the battle situation.

"Lord." Someone walked up behind him.

"Sherlock Holmes? Watt? Lu Mingfei glanced back, "When did you come?" ”

"When the plane took off, we were in the tail of the plane." Sherlock Holmes stood beside Lu Mingfei, his eyes pierced through the layers of drizzle, and stopped on the boy named Chu Zihang, "Has it started?" ”

"Hmm." Lu Mingfei said aggressively, "It's already started." ”

In the blink of an eye, his monarch-like majesty collapsed, and he scratched his head in decay, "But you are the first generation of the first generation of the machine...... I'm sorry for you. ”

"The Lord laughed." Watt also looked at the boy, "Do you really think that such behavior makes sense?" If I'm not mistaken...... That must be Jörmungad, right? It's too absurd to come together with humans. ”

Li Wuyue thought so too. Lu Mingfei pouted in the direction of the dragons, "As a result, he didn't come up with a reason when he thought of being buried in the cellar." ”

"That boy's crown is really not to be underestimated......"

"He doesn't call that boy, his name is Chu Zihang, and he is also my senior brother." Lu Mingfei said coldly.

"You...... It seems that it is indeed different from before. Watt laughed instead of fear.

"It's really different, if I was the one before, I would have dragged you down and tortured you a long time ago, how can I have a chance for you to twitter in my ear?"

"Then I'll offend a little more, have you reconciled with yourself?"

Lu Mingfei didn't speak, just quietly watched the battlefield below.

"Looks like you're going to need some time." Watt sighed, "Speaking of which, this should be the first time I've spoken to you, maybe we should talk about something lighter." ”

"No, that's fine." Lu Mingfei shrugged, "I really care about one thing, don't you have confidence in Jörmungad?" Or...... Do you think I lost the bet? ”

"Don't dare." Watt said respectfully, "I'm just curious. ”

"Jörmungad, the legendary earthly python, what a great being, but was broken into the heart by a half-blood."

"What the hell, I can't tell." Lu Mingfei cast his gaze into the distance again, "After all, humans are very cunning creatures. ”

"Cunning?"

"For example, in the world of dragons, can a dragon casually open its heart to another dragon? Obviously not, otherwise we wouldn't have such bullshit as "Bloody Mourning". ”

"But humans can, easily, show dragons what they haven't seen in millions of years."

"It's an unprecedented experience for dragons."

"So out of curiosity?" Watt was still a little puzzled, "Is Ye Menggard curious about Chu Zihang?" ”

"If you say that at the beginning of the story, it's true, it's just curiosity." Lu Mingfei said softly, "But have you ever thought about what the next six years of being by his side are for?" ”

"I can't understand it." Watt bowed his head humbly, "I'm just an iron-striker, and I don't know anything about emotions. ”

"Because of love." Lu Mingfei said word by word, "Wait, the two of them ushered in the moment of sublimation." ”

……

……

"Congratulations on the completion of your evolution, for thousands of years, we did not believe that half-bloods could evolve into pure-bloods with their own strength, this violated the taboo of bloodlines, how did you break through the taboo?"

The dragon's voice was cold, "I'm interested in you samples, but according to the rules of the Council of Elders...... Of course you won't know...... The path to the gods was blocked after the death of the Black King, so I had to ...... Kill you. ”

"The path of the gods? Do you think dragons are gods and humans are just ant-like pariahs? Kill me? Can you do it? Lu Shanyan asked.

"What distinguishes the ant from the sacred is power." The dragon whispered, "Do you think you've stolen the power of the gods?" It's a long way off, a far, far away......"

"It's as far away as the distance between heaven and earth!" The dragon let out a terrible roar, and in an instant, it enveloped Lu Shanyan and the three of them,

The already ironclad realm swelled again, and the mercury vapor swirled and pounced on them, and tooth-like bulges appeared in the steam again, as if some substantial sword was hidden in the dense steam, and they slowly advanced, wrapped in dense white gas, and attacked the three of them from all directions.

"You think I'm defensive?" Lu Shanyan smiled, "You just woke up, you don't know me, I am a revolutionary party, do you understand?" ”

"Revolutionary party?" The dragon's voice was confused.

"People like us want to destroy some wrong things, if there is a mountain in front, we will climb the mountain, in front of the sea, we will cross the sea, in front of the palace, we will open fire!" Lu Shanyan hissed and roared, "We have nothing!" Never defensive! ”

"Caesar! Come along! ”

The high-pitched and majestic chant came from the depths of Lu Shanhiko's throat, this time with the majesty of a military order, and the air shook with the sound of the dragon's incarnate body.

"I don't need you to remind me." Caesar sneered and sang as well.

The iron wall of the two vampire scythes rises rapidly, like the rise of a tornado, and the higher you go, the denser the sickles become, and the thinner the tornado.

At its peak, the Dance of the Weasels crumbled, countless fragments, each one a ferocious scythe that swooped in all directions from a great height, slamming into those dangerous swords.

Invisible blood splattered in the void, and the scythes held back the advance of the swords with their bodies, and the others did not shy away from the death of their companions, stabbing into the poisonous mercury vapor in search of prey.

"The Child of the Wind King!" Natsumi made a move, and gusts of wind rolled up on the field, whistling towards the dragons.

The mercury vapor was pressed against the dragons, turning into a mass, and the vampire scythes went further.

……

……

Menek Cassel stood in the rain, the tip of the Atcan long knife drooping, and the blood flowing along the blade was quickly washed away by the rain, and it was already slightly pink when it spilled on the ground.

Meneke is still smiling because he hasn't suffered.

The moment the opponent stabbed him, he slashed off the heads of five military attachés with a single sword, and slammed the bullets of five silver bullets into the cranial cavity that did not bleed.

The decapitated military attachés quickly turned a seeping leaden gray under the influence of silver poison, and the corpses collapsed weakly after standing for about ten seconds, and the blood flowed out of the fracture and stained the entire ground red.

Killing five with one knife makes Menek proud, and he has always been a proud young man.

There were seven military attachés left, as well as the man who had wounded Menek, who had so far not been able to see the man's face, who had been mixed in the crowd and attacked four times, each time with a single knife, each time causing Menek almost fatal trouble. But Menek failed to see his face.

Menek regretted a little, if he had given up on killing five military attachés, he might have been able to hurt that opponent.

Hurting him with a knife is more valuable than killing five military attachés, right?

Because he is alone...... Maybe up to fifty military attachés!

Deadpools are converging from all directions, all Germans, dressed in different costumes, with different body shapes, genders, and ages, but there is only one thing that is exactly the same, and it is this thing that shows that they are a kind of people, or, a kind of beings beyond common sense.

Everyone's eyes shimmered with golden shimmers, gorgeous and weird, and pairs of golden fireflies seemed to be flying in the dark.

They tightly surrounded the carriage, blocking the road, but did not attack.

Probably waiting for an opportunity, or not daring, for a wizened figure stood beside the coachman, pressing on the driver's shoulder with one hand and a flintlock pistol in the other.

His sumptuous coat was soaked like an armor on his body, and his silver hair was messy in the raging storm. But his man was not messy, he was as fierce as a lion, his old face was covered with rain, and between his slightly bared teeth, he held a sterling silver projectile.

Viscount Charlotte, the great German banker, or the famous "Silver Wing" of the half-breed world.

"Do any of you remember me? An old guy like me, the humans who can remember me are almost dead, but Deadpool can live for many years...... This is good! It feels good to be remembered! Viscount Charlotte laughed, "Remember how I sent your people to hell with one shot!" ”

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Meneke was surprised to see awe in the eyes of those Deadpools, and also saw the heyday of this old man, the Deadpools who were summoned by the ancient dragon's awakening did remember Viscount Charlotte, remembered his drenched field, and the era when he ran rampant in Europe as the first killer of the secret party, Deadpool did not know about him.

"Momentary Speech".

After the invention of the revolver, which could fire continuously, Viscount Charlotte was still able to make a name for himself as a flintlock pistol that required a separate charge of gunpowder and projectiles, due to his natural ability to speak.

Time could be magnified dozens of times for him, and he only needed a few tenths of a time to complete the load.

"It's a nuisance." Viscount Charlotte put down two more Deadpools and filled the flintlock pistol with pellets, "There are too many Deadpools, I can't handle them alone." ”

"How about we come to your back?" Someone said above his head.

Viscount Charlotte looked up in surprise as Fingal descended from the sky and slashed down several Deadpools beside the carriage.

"Is that you?" Viscount Charlotte revealed excitement in his words, and shouted into the carriage, "Carl, how many people are on the other side?" ”

"On 21/09/1900, the lizard awoke in the dissection, and the first or second generation species was immediately attacked by a premeditated raid, as of the time of this record, ......"

In the carriage, Marquis Gambate glanced at the gold "Audemars Piguet" pocket watch and recorded the time, "At 01:23:45 in the morning, the battle is still going on, our side is not well prepared, the number of opponents is about five hundred, Deadpool appears, and the other party may contain purebloods." ”

His hands were trembling, and after taking a breath on the Pelikan fountain pen that he had carried with him for more than ten years, he continued to write, his heart was beating wildly, and the famous pen of this platinum alloy pen fell on the paper and was heavy and astringent.

"Carl?" He heard his old friend calling out to him.

"I'm recording! Even if we die here tonight, we should restore the truth to future generations! Marquis Gambette exclaimed.

"How many Deadpools are there?"

"A rough estimate of five hundred, there must be more."

Viscount Charlotte's eyes darkened again in the blink of an eye.

Five hundred...... Fingal's knife and his two guns could not be killed until dawn, and the master of the military attache was eyeing them.

"Hello, beauty." Fingal turned around and said hello somewhere between slashing and killing, "Long time no see." ”

A moment later, the surging black smoke seemed to be blown away by the wind, and a girl in a black tights appeared in front of him, with super long legs, a super thin waist, a surging crimson between the eyebrows, and two short knives with straight blades around the waist.

"Soul of Words".

"How do you know I'm here?" She asked with interest, chewing on bubblegum.

"I'm a beauty radar, as long as there are beautiful women nearby, I must feel it, and Miss Mai's figure will be unforgettable for a lifetime when I see it." Fingal smirked, "I know everything when it's turned to ashes." ”

"Flim Flam." Mai rolled her eyes, "Sanwu girl, come out to work." ”

Mai walked out from behind her tall body, a petite girl with blonde hair, and walked past Mai's side with Glock, who was tied to her legs.

"Roger." Zero jumped into the car and went back-to-back with Viscount Charlotte.

"Damn, Zero?" Fingal was stunned, "You, you, are you in league with her?" ”

"Don't be so surprised." Mai smiled charmingly and said something that he couldn't understand, "Soon you'll be with us too,"

Fingal scratched his head and chopped off the head of one of the Deadpools that came over, "What do you mean?" ”

"Literally." Mai said, tying her long black hair into a high ponytail, and pulling out two small knives, "Why don't you talk about how we can get out of trouble?" ”

"Cut it and it's over!" Fingal wanted to show off in front of the beauties, and rushed towards the Deadpool group with the village rain.

"Idiot." Mai pouted.

After chopping dozens of them, Fingal stopped, holding on to a tree and panting, with a sea of people behind him surrounded by Deadpool.

"Moments of Speech."

In an instant, the Deadpools closest to Fingal were headshot, and Zero's golden boy flickered, and the Glock in his hand was emitting green smoke.

She used the "Mirror Boy" to replicate the words of Viscount Charlotte.

"It's a pity that Chu Zihang is not here." Mai looked a little embarrassed, "Otherwise, our Sanwu Girl can copy his "Jun Yan", which is a sharp weapon for group injuries. ”

"Well, I'll help then." Fingal fumbled in his trouser pocket, pulled out a KFC paper bag, and put it on his head, "Miss Mai, don't worry, this handsome guy has his own tricks." ”

"Oh? What's the solution? Mai pretended to be puzzled, and couldn't help but spit out, "The KFC paper bag is your body, right?" ”

Fingal plucked the village rain that had been planted on the ground.

He waved the knife, and the mirror-like village rain suddenly turned black in his hand, and the black knife light greatly extended the length of the blade, and a long knife with a twisted blade and a strange shape appeared in his hand, and the next moment, a black flame rose from the knife, and the rain near it was instantly evaporated.

Although it wasn't the first time they had met, Mai was still amazed at the ferocity and violence of the knife.

The man with a nonchalant face probably had an expression on his face that he had just opened a Swiss Army knife to cut fruit.

"That's ......" Zero was the first time he saw him, and he rarely took the initiative to speak.

"Flame Slayer," Fingal slipped a cigar into the hole in the KFC paper bag and lit it, "Haven't you heard of the Flame Dragon Slayer's Slayer of Fire?" ”

"Then you're a bit of a loner, girl!" After saying that, he jumped out with a tiger and smashed the earth in front of him with a knife.