"I can't even make a move next." Mr. KFC stuck the village rain back into the ground, "It's up to you that military attaché." ”

Viscount Charlotte on the roof of the "......" car, and Menek in the distance were silent together, and then looked at the ground in front of him that was cracked by Mr. KFC, and Deadpool was almost dead.

"Awesome." Mai applauded, "It's amazing." ”

"That's nature." Fingal shook his head, almost throwing the paper bag off, "This is the power of the Flame Dragon Slasher. ”

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"Lizard bone number 19000666 from China, the place of transaction is the port of Hamburg, Germany, and the name of the counterparty is unknown."

"The lizard has the appearance of a human, with reptilian membranous wings, and the surface body seems to have scales, and it has undergone unprecedented oppressive forces, and when you get close, you will feel a strong shock, causing people to hallucinate and feel weak."

In the carriage, the Marquis of Gambet was still nervously taking notes, unaware of the reversal of the battle outside.

He massaged his temples with his fingers and muttered, "Quick, think about what else, Carl, calm down!" Calm down! If there's anything else to write down, remember it! ”

Karl is his name, and his full name is Carl von Gambett.

He is the only one in the Secret Presbyterian Church who has never been on the battlefield because he has no relevant abilities. His ability to speak is "Tianyan", a powerful computing power comparable to that of a hand-cranked computer, and he can quickly build huge models in his mind, put hundreds of thousands of numbers into them, and calculate them at high speed.

He relied on this ability to firmly control the operation of Deutsche Bank, and the huge daily money transactions passed through his brain, and the highly trained financial managers and cashiers were just fingers for him, and he directly controlled these fingers to play the symphony of the German financial world, which was grand and magnificent.

He was also in charge of the secret party's database, and he wrote the records of the highest level of "s" himself, and he never missed any important details, and from the moment he left the Kassel manor, he began to write down all the details of the night in a shorthand calligraphy that is difficult for ordinary people to understand.

But he realized what he was missing, and he kept reviewing the entries that had already been entered, feeling that there was still a blind spot in his direct thinking.

Something was obscured by the fog, it was a suspicion, a suspicion that led to tonight's mistake, a mistake not made by the Secret Party in hundreds of years.

"Dr. Modler in Hamburg, Germany, performed an autopsy suspected of injecting a lizard bone with human adrenaline to accelerate its resuscitation." He thought of it and hurriedly added one, but it wasn't quite right.

"After waking up, they have a high learning ability, and they have been asleep for more than 1,000 years, but they can learn how to use bombs immediately after waking up." He made another note.

The fountain pen hung in mid-air, and a drop of ink condensed on the nib, "snapping" on the paper, and fainted.

"By the time the record was completed, contact with the representative to China, Friedrich von Long, had been lost."

"But the transaction was confirmed by the signature of Friedrich von Long." With that "snap", as if a spark flashed in his mind, he caught the suspicion and wrote the name as quickly as he could.

Friedrich von Long, a pupil of the Marquis of Gambette himself, and a young man as good as Meneek, was sent to China as a trade representative to complete negotiations with Chinese merchants, and sent back a telegram confirming the deal.

Menek was not such a careless person, he was only able to confirm the goods because he saw the signature of Friedrich von Long on the box and put a special stamp on it with the secret party's silver finger, and it was impossible for the goods that were not confirmed to be sent to the Kassel manor, the base of the secret party.

The last telegram sent back by Friedrich von Long was the telegram confirming the transaction, in which he said that there was a follow-up to the transaction, and that he had to leave BJ to go to Jingbian, the former site of Tongwancheng, that is, Jingbian in Shaanxi.

Once he left BJ, he was unable to send telegrams, and he disappeared into China.

This little suspicion was ignored, otherwise it would not have been like this, according to the convention, Friedrich von Long should have returned from China with the goods, who and what important thing attracted him to the old site of Tongwancheng?

What could be more important than a "lizard bone", the skeleton of a dragon?

Friedrich von Long was an excellent archaeologist, and the only thing that attracted him was the shocking discoveries.

It's too late to verify, so it can only be left to future generations.

The Marquis of Gambett breathed a sigh of relief, tore off a few pages of paper and folded them with two thin squares of copper, sealed them with screws at the corners, and hid them in the compartment of the carriage.

This is very difficult to find, and even if the carriage is burned, the special material of the paper will not be damaged. Marquis Gambet's beating heart slowly regained its composure, and he lifted the curtain and looked out.

"Hi hi, Mr. Secretary, don't be nervous, the crisis has been resolved." Viscount Charlotte whispered that in his youth he had always called the Marquis of Gambett his secretary with contempt, and that "Silverwing Charlotte" did not like people who were forever hidden in a safe bunker.

"What's going on?" Marquis Gambette looked around, saw the shattered earth and the corpses of Deadpool piled up, scratched his scalp that had been gone, and smiled.

"Those young men were very powerful, especially the one named Fingal, who used a spirit of speech that I had never seen before, and killed Deadpool."

"I thought I was going to die here this time." Marquis Gambet let out a sigh of relief and slowly collapsed in his seat.

"Friend, it's not time for us to die, but we're going to go together to tassel the first graduating students of the Kassel Academy!" Viscount Charlotte said in a surging voice.

"Full of anticipation," said the Marquis of Gambet softly.

"I am very touched by your friendship, but there is no need to be humble, there is an old Chinese saying, seek benevolence and get benevolence, I will give all of you the "benevolence" you have asked for, soon."

At this time, the person who had never appeared in the dark gave her a high five, and although her voice was cold, it was clearer and better, and if it weren't for this kind of place, it would probably make people feel good.

"Do you really have the confidence to know the current situation? There are five of us, one for you. Of course, if you think that a few cannon fodder military attachés can also act as numbers, then I didn't say it. Menek was particularly determined, "I would like to ask how you develop self-confidence?" ”

"Never defeated, you believe in yourself." The man's voice slowly approached, "And he can only use one move, right?" He can't move, and to me it's no different from four of you and one. ”

“eigen-lobstinkt，freundes lobhinkt，fremdes lobklingt.” Menek spoke in German.

"What?" The other party was stunned.

"To use Chinese terms, it probably means ...... "self-praise stinks, friends praise lame, others praise, resounding". Menek smiled, "You stinky and shameless lackey of the Qing court who praises yourself. ”

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Lu Shanyan buckled the two heavy magazines on his wrists and replaced the position of the runner.

He was able to fire 40 rounds at a time, as Menek had two revolvers specially made for him through a gunsmith at Krupp, which could be swapped for a new type of magazine.

His "Scythe" can capture dozens of targets at once, and he needs to have a weapon that hits dozens of targets at once.

Now he has only one opponent, but he wishes he could have 400 bullets in the magazine.

He couldn't catch the opponent, and the ferocious "Vampire Scythe" failed to spot the dragon's location, and they slammed into the dragon's powerful spiritual realm like moths to fire, shattering and moving forward.

The dragon's spiritual realm enveloped the entire Kassel Manor, and his body was hidden in mercury vapor.

"Caesar!" He shouted.

"I know!" Caesar also had a hideous face, urging the "vampire scythe" with maximum force.

Groups of scythes awakened from the depths of Lu Shanyan's mind, rose up, and showed blood-devouring sharp teeth in the air, the power brought by the "burst of blood" was trembling and surprising, as if it was not blood flowing in the veins, but a scorching stream of fire, and his unparalleled confidence made him extraordinarily invigorated, as if he could still awaken groups of symour weasels......

The remnants of his sanity told him that it was a delusion, and he began to feel a tingling in ecstasy, the result of his previous inhalation of mercury vapor began to appear, the stinging pain pierced his body from the inside out like countless long needles, and if it weren't for the extremely exhilarating blood supporting, he might have fallen to the ground trembling.

The scythes were tearing through each other's spiritual realms, and the sacrificial attack made the solid fortress look like glass, and the walls were trembling, and the next step might be shattering...... Maybe it will ...... Just hold on for a while.

The moment it shatters, he will pour all 40 bullets out, whether it is enough or not, he does not know, this is all he can do.

He rotated slowly, the muzzle of the gun opening and closing like the hour and minute hands of a clock, pointing in every direction where a strange sound came from, sensing the death of those brave scythes, which slammed into the surrounding glass fortresses with a tooth-aching crackling sound, and the blood of the scythe filled the entire space in Lu Shanhiko's conscious world.

In the real world, he was also covered in blood, bleeding from the seven orifices, oozing blood under those fine scales, and bursting capillaries one after another with huge blood, these are the price of violent blood.

He didn't know how long he could hold it up.

"Smack", another scythe died, striking the glass with a final sound.

This is the sound is different, like the sound of a window being broken, which is extraordinarily clear, and even makes people feel that they can smell it...... Fresh air outside the window.

The spirit fortress of the dragons unleashed...... Cracked!

The only notch!

All the scythes poured out of the gap, densely packed like the souls who fled when the gates of hell were opened, and Lu Shanhiko's realm expanded to the size of dragons, covering the entire space of the Kassel Manor, and Lu Shanhiko's consciousness captured a terrifying presence at the cost of the disappearance of the scythes.

But...... None of the ferocious "Vampire Scythes" could get close to the target's body, nor did they die, they just disappeared, instantly erased by some domineering and calm force.

The dragons were there, standing silently directly behind Lu Shanhiko, and only the power of the ancient dragons could easily wipe out the sickles.

"Dance of Dragons and Serpents!" Lu Shanyan fired a salvo of two guns, and the gunfire sounded like the hooves of a horse galloping.

"Soul Flame of Words!" Chu Zihang, who was waiting for an opportunity on the side, swept towards the dragon like lightning.

Caesar exalted "Dick Thydo."

The three of them are completely encircled, and there is only one goal!

Lu Shanyan was pleased to hear the explosion of something in the bullet, but it did not enter the flesh, it seemed to be ...... He's shooting a huge bronze bell!

"Ahhhh Lu Shan Yan roared, he couldn't stop shooting, he knew that he couldn't penetrate it, but at this moment, only by shooting bullets could he block the dragon's counterattack and cover the two people who were fighting in close quarters.

The last two rounds were out of the chamber almost at the same moment, the magazine was empty, and Lu Shanyan was full of anticipation......

But as soon as Chu Zihang's Jun Flame was released, it was canceled by the dragon with the power of the first generation, and then the dragon wing flicked lightly, knocking Caesar and Chu Zihang out.

"Is this the first generation?" Lu Shanyan smiled miserably, he couldn't even hold the gun, and all his strength was used to support his knees.

He knew that the dragon was standing a few meters away from him, but he couldn't do anything but gasp like a sleepy beast.

Caesar spat out a mouthful of blood and broke two ribs.

Chu Zihang's left forearm was fractured, and he held the holy sword and gasped.

"But that's it." The dragon said, "Open your eyes and look at your ancestors, the weak are weak after all." ”

With the slight sound of gale wind, the dragon's iron-blue membranous wings slashed diagonally like sharp blades, and the hook claws at the end of the membranous wings cut through Lu Shanyan's blindfolded cloth.

Lu Shanyan didn't expect such an attack, what he saw were eyes like golden gas lamps, they were dragon's eyes, the dragon's eyes were silently watching him, and the tidal wave of mental pressure poured into his mind from his eyes, like a mortal being watched by a god, his mind was blank, and he just wanted to worship.

The Dragon Child, he was controlled by the Dragon Child, which he had been trying to avoid.

Closing his eyes used all his strength, but even through his eyelids, he could still see the dazzling golden light.

"Don't you dare to look at it? Don't dare to face the power? Want to deny it? Denying that you don't have a future at all? The dragon taunted, "Is this the only way the strongest human can do it?" Even if you mix the blood of my people, what a coward. ”

"Did I tell you?" Lu Shanyan said hoarsely, "Actually, it's the power of human beings, it's not there at all, it's courage, courage, do you understand?" ”

"Your courage is about to throw in the towel."

"No, courage means ......" Lu Shanyan suddenly pulled out the short knife on his waist and slashed it along his eyes!

"Courage means......" Caesar struggled to get up from the ground, threw away Dick Tydo, and reached behind his back to grab a crossbow arrow.

"Courage means ......" Chu Zihang closed his eyes.

"Natsumi, I'm sorry." He meditated in his heart.

"Senior brother! What are you doing! The girl's hand manipulating the Wind King's Tong stopped, and flew towards Chu Zihang instead, "Stupid! It's going to die! ”

But it was too late.

Chu Zihang opened the golden hole like lava.

Third degree ...... Burst blood!