"I'm not going to show you that." Watt said.

"Damn, scare me!" The night watchman looked at the door, and Watt and Holmes didn't know when they were already standing there.

Ange turned a blind eye to it, re-boiled the water, and prepared to give the two uninvited guests a taste of this superb Pu'er tea.

"Tokyo is such an important historical juncture." Sherlock Holmes smiled, "It would be a waste if we didn't visit it."

"Is it the awakening of God?" Ange stared at the steaming teapot, "Which king does the so-called "god" refer to?"

"The White King." Holmes gave a direct answer.

"The Legendary White King......" The Night's Watch gasped, "Is Mr. Holmes sure of standing up to the awakened White King?"

"How do you think that? I'm just an observer, and I don't have any combat capabilities, but I can provide intelligence support so that you don't blind you in Japan."

"I think Mr. Ange knows better than I know the difficulty of killing a king."

Holmes looked at Ange.

Ange was silent for a moment, "The dragon king's spiritual power is too strong, strong enough to form a barrier on the surface of the body, we call it the royal domain, and ordinary words and spirits can't hurt them at all."

"Hell, didn't we kill two kings? Why are you still at a loss at this time?" The night watchman dripped.

"Bronze and fire? One mentally handicapped child who had just woken up and had less than one percent of his strength, and the other died in a rather strange way, looking like suicide." Ange said slowly, "The earth and the mountains? It is even more suspicious. To be honest, I can't even be sure if they died or not, Lu Mingfei was the only one present at the time, and whatever he said was what he said."

"The Nibelungen in BJ has collapsed, and we can't verify it...... So dear Mr. Nicholas Flamel, tell me again, have we ever fought the Dragon Lord head-on? Oh, I did once, but unfortunately I was the only one left to die."

The night watchman was speechless.

"And that's exactly what happened." Sherlock Holmes said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Flamell, I don't want to hit you, but there hasn't been a complete dragon monarch in these millennia, and they've all appeared in human form."

"How big is the difference between the human form and the dragon body?" Ange asked.

"The humanoid dragon king, and the dragon king who hatched a complete dragon body, can be said to be two completely different creatures. With the current level of human technology, conventional force other than nuclear weapons cannot kill any dragon king who has recovered his full dragon body, or to put it more cruelly, it cannot even cause harm to the dragon king."

"What about nuclear weapons?" Ange frowned.

"Mr. Angers...... That's a very poor question." Watt sighed, "First, you have to make the nuclear bomb hit, and second, you have to make the dragon king unguarded to accept the bombardment of nuclear weapons."

"The first point is almost impossible, the dragon king can fly a great distance in an instant with a light flap of his wings, and the nuclear weapon cannot be located at all."

"Not to mention the second point, as we all know, the power of words and spirits can subvert the rules of nature, let me give you an example, the guardian spirit of words in the dustless land can keep everything out of the realm, so naturally, the shock wave and thermal radiation of nuclear weapons are also exempt."

"How do you kill a complete dragon king?" Ange asked, "Is it only to take advantage of his weakness?"

"You already have the conditions in your hands."

"Mr. Watt is referring to the alchemical weapon of Bronze Purgatory: The Seven Deadly Sins?"

"No, no, although Norton specially created it to kill brothers and sisters, it is limited to the four monarchs, and it will not play a role in the existence of the White King, which is above the four monarchs." Watt shook his finger, "I'll save this for the end, let's discuss how to deprive the Dragon King of his spirit."

"Let me give you a prerequisite first, at the level of the Dragon King, alchemy weapons and pure strength and speed have a priority hundreds of times higher than that of Yan Ling."

"For kings and kings can cancel each other's words, and there is a saying that has been passed down for a long time, that the blood of every king shall end with the sword

I'm sure both gentlemen have heard it more or less, but that's for the other king, humans have no means of defense, and the dragon king's words and spirits are definitely a devastating blow to you......

Watt said, "So, the first trick of slaying dragons, use your brain, how to deprive them of their spirits."

Ange thought for a moment and raised his head, "The dragon clan's spirit of words is indeed of the rule level, but this power is attached to the elements, and in areas where the elements are scarce, even the dragon king cannot activate the spirit of words...... We can create a cemetery for the Dragon King, such as some kind of extreme environment, which can be achieved through something like the Alchemy Realm, forcing the Dragon King to fight us hand-to-hand."

"Worthy of Mr. Angers!" Watt clapped softly, "Also, don't you humans have a secret weapon? The Philosopher's Stone, it is highly poisonous to the Dragon King, but it must be penetrated into the body and shot into the core of the brain or spinal pith to take effect."

"And that brings us back to the dragon's body. In fact, when facing a full dragon monarch, your priority is how to break his defenses."

"Alchemy weapons at hand...... Ange muttered, "We need alchemy weapons at hand."

"Indeed, this is a good idea, let's move on to the problem that was not solved before, the alchemy weapon...... Mr. Ange, you seem to have an alchemical weapon."

Ange looked at Watt, "What does that mean?"

"The alchemical weapon that has been with you for the longest time, the folding knife that never leaves you." Watt said, "From your best friend, Menek Kassel, the original Makante knife handed down from the Kassel family, you knocked off the head to make this folding knife."

"And you've spent decades hunting countless third-generation, second-generation, and sage-stones that have been refined from their bodies on the body of the sword...... Isn't this the best alchemy weapon?"

"But it's too short...... My spirit can only freeze the dragon king for a few seconds, and in those few seconds, I can't reach the distance where I can attack with this sword."

"Wrong thinking, why is an alchemy weapon called an alchemy weapon, isn't it precisely because it has a more ferocious form than a conventional weapon? For example, the complete form of the Bronze Purgatory - Seven Deadly Sins is a masterpiece that even I have to admire, and of course your folding knife is also in its full form." Watt said, suddenly leaning towards Ange, and asked tentatively, "Just...... Your bloodline isn't that high, is it?"

"In other words, your folding knife doesn't recognize you."

Ange was silent.

The night watchman looked at the old fellow in astonishment.

The top brass of the Secret Party all know that this generation of Mentor Flamel is a bastard, a bastard who breaks common sense, and a brazen master, and the reason why no one can do anything with him is because of his identity and seniority.

No one knows how long this guy has lived, probably longer than Ange, and naturally he is also well-read, and he tells everyone that he has read 99.9% of the alchemy books in the world, and there is no half-breed who knows alchemy better than him.

But even with his vast knowledge, the Night's Watch always had a question in his mind: why did the blood storm have about zero side effects for Ange? This old guy has used bloodburst countless times, but there is no sign of Deadpool......

"I believe you have your secrets, everyone has secrets, and if you put secrets on the table, it won't be called a secret." Watt smiled, "Let's continue with the dragon slaying lesson."

The Night's Watch came back to his senses and hurriedly asked in Ange's place, "The combination of the alchemy weapon, the philosopher's stone, and the elemental nobility is enough to kill a complete dragon king, does that include the White King and the Black King?"

Watt drank the hot tea that had just come out of the pot, "What is the scariest thing about dragons for humans? First of all, I will talk about my humble opinion, not the spirit of words, nor the strength, nor the body."

"It's wisdom." The Night's Watch said, "Dragons are wise above humans."

"Exactly, for example, how did the blood mourning of a half-breed come about? They are usually very intelligent, and their physical fitness is far beyond their peers, so the loneliness of being gifted and difficult to integrate into society gradually arises

Blood's Sorrow."

"Yes." The night watchman continued, "Famous figures in history are almost all half-breeds, such as Einstein, Bohr, and Planck among the physicists; Mathematicians Gauss, Euler, Riemann; Not to mention the all-round genius of Newton and Leonardo da Vinci."

He turned to the silent Ange, "Ange, we have to admit that in a sense, the old things in North America, especially Henkel, he was right, half-breeds are born above ordinary people, and dragon blood makes us surpass ordinary people in every way."

"Dragons are just too proud."

"That's right, the dragons are just too proud, and this pride eventually dragged them into the abyss of near extinction." Holmes whispered, "Don't think that the four great monarchs are the end, this kind of existence created by Niederhogg to balance power is not at all comparable to the real throne."

"I don't know if you've noticed it, but among the twins of the four great monarchs, the one who usually has the power will have a natural defect, whether in intelligence or in the heart, and the one who has the power is usually prone to too many scruples, wavering, and not very powerful."

"But true dragons are perfect, both in strength and intelligence, like the Black King and the White King."

"So you have to consider not only alchemy weapons, philosopher's stones, and areas where the elements are scarce, but also intelligence."

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……

Su Enxi soaked in the turquoise hot spring water, with wooden trays floating on the water.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Kimura Hiroshi had already put a pool of water for Su Eunxi to bathe, and breakfast was served at the same time as the bath, which was a traditional Japanese breakfast, with porridge, pickled radish and a piece of grilled cod.

She chewed potato chips, read romances, and sighed that it was really a fairy-like life.

The bell rang suddenly, and Hiroshi Kimura's voice came through the mist: "Miss Enxi, there is a visitor."

The sound of high heels came from far and near, and the black shadows in the mist stepped on the slender heels, and the body swayed in the wind like a slender new bamboo.

Mai took off her golden gauze skirt and head-wrapping scarf, and stepped into the hot spring in a black tights and sunglasses, her ankle-length black hair slowly spreading out in the water.

"Is it a new French fashion to wear a wetsuit to soak in a hot spring?" Su Eunxi was looking down at the book, pushing the floating tray towards the other party, "Kubota's sake, congratulations on your triumph from the bottom of the sea."

"I wish you a triumphant journey from the bottom of the sea." Another lazy male voice also said.

Mai and Su Enxi turned their heads slightly, and there was no one behind them, only a wooden tray floating at the water's edge, on which were placed two kimonos, two pairs of clogs and matching accessories, and a handwritten note, "I didn't see anything, I'll wait for you in the house, come to me after you wash your name."

At some point, a small charcoal basin was lit next to the hot spring pool, and bath towels and white socks were baked next to the charcoal basin.

Shake off the kimono sent by the boss, it is an authentic "furisode", which is the clothes worn by the girl before she gets married, and the tailor makes it according to the figure of the customer.

Su Enxi's one is the "Yae Sakura" with a white background of the moon, and the one with Mai Jiude is the "Maple Moon" with a black background.

They combed each other's hair, put a gold-leafed mahogany comb in their long hair, dressed up like those Edo period girls, and then tapped and tapped along the cherry blossom path to the big house.

[In view of the general environment,

"Today's saber is Horikawa Kunihiro," the man was inserting the sword into the monarch's waist, "to help His Highness's martial arts."

Jiude Mai looked at it, and the man's so-called monarch turned out to be a pale red skeleton, draped in an armored stomach.

The huge wing bones are folded behind his back like a screen, and the texture of the bones is like red copper that has been repeatedly calcined by the flames, even if there are only dry bones left, he is still so solemn, you can imagine how he reigned in the world when he was alive.

"It's sad, Norton," the man stared at the skeleton with a hint of sadness, "look at you now, whether you were a god or an emperor, it's like a toy when you die."

"But it's time to wake up,

This battle cannot be won without you."

The boss whispered, then turned around, "The girls are here?" The two of them are still as beautiful as ever."

It was just as soon as he turned around that he was in a bright mood again, with a smile of 30 degrees Celsius on his face.

"How is Chen Motong's group?"

"That's it, take Uesugi Eri to hide XZ, the only thing I don't understand is how a girl like Uesugi Eri can obediently listen to Chen Motong's words."

"In a way, they're alike." The boss shrugged, "There will probably always be a little bit of attraction between similar people, like a stand-in messenger and another stand-in messenger."

"Continue to keep an eye on Caesar's group, especially pay attention to Chu Zihang's situation before Lu Mingfei woke up, Chen Motong doesn't have to worry about it, I'm relieved to have Ye Mengjiade here...... Oh, yes, one more thing."

The boss handed Mai a piece of paper, "Help me get these things, the great Lord of Bronze and Fire, Norton, will use them."

"Understood."

The boss reached out and touched Mai's head. Jiude Mai is almost a supermodel figure, slightly taller than the boss, in order to accommodate him, Jiude Mai had to lower her head.