Kassel Academy.

In the conference hall, which is decorated like a palace hall, seven men, women and children sit around a round table.

They range in age, from hundred-year-olds to underage girls, but they are all well-dressed and have extraordinary temperaments, as if the world's top aristocratic class often appears in movies.

With the exception of Angers, all participate in the form of holographic projections.

They are the seven trustees of the college, forming a board of trustees with real power, providing the school with funds, contacts and other valuable resources that can be seen and seen.

They all represent a powerful family behind them, such as the Gattuso family, the Laurent family, and the Goettingen family, and Angers is the spokesperson of the extinct Kassel family, whose strong style and strong strength have always suppressed several families.

In fact, above the school board, there is also a senate that even most students don't know about, which is made up of four ancient dragon-slaying families.

The Cadmus, St. George, Sigerud and Beowulf families have been known in the world of hybrids since the time of mythology. Before the Industrial Revolution, the four major families were the princes and kings of the mixed-race world, and they had the status of one and the same, but unfortunately, with the development of science and the changes of the times, the emerging families who seized the opportunity used technology, politics, economy, and war to rise, and became the core of the secret party in one fell swoop.

Until the establishment of the Kassel Academy, the structure of the secret party was transformed, and the four major families were excluded by the emerging families.

Of course, whether it is the four major families or the seven major families, even the current Kassel Academy, it is the evolution of the former secret party, and it can also be collectively called the secret party. It's just that people's hearts are unpredictable and each has its own ghosts, and now the undercurrents of major forces are surging, and the secret party with a unified goal and indestructible in the past has long been history, and only an old immortal like Ange will silently miss it.

"Ange, you are solely responsible for Norton's escape," Frost, the acting head of the Gattuso family, snorted coldly, "spending so much money and ending up in the worst possible way, I have reason to suspect that your decision went wrong." ”

Ange raised his eyebrows, and replied with a smile without any intimidation: "You want to take the opportunity to pull me off the horse?" Save Frost, we're not sitting here to discuss impeachment. ”

He wore a custom-made black suit, a pair of shiny Italian leather shoes on his feet, and a bright red rose on his chest. The silver-white hair is combed back into a neat three-seven-point back, 130 years old, he is naturally no longer young, but the wrinkles on his face are like deep ravines cut out by a sword, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and his silver pupils are jumping and flickering, and he is coquettish and humorous, open-minded and cheerful, and he suddenly looks like an angry lion.

"Long story short, I still have something to do." A dignified-looking middle-aged Asian man speaks as the head of the Chen family, who is Nono's father.

"Ahem." Ange sat up straight, and immediately became the center of attention.

Next, he elaborated on the failed Bronze Project and the ongoing Norton Project in great detail, mentioning the three outstanding students who were sent.

"Chu Zihang? Is he the current president of the Lionhearts? Elisabeth Laurent, who is only 22 years old, asked.

She is a woman dressed as a European noblewoman, young but with a pair of calm eyes, through the black veil can vaguely glimpse her Greek goddess-like white cheeks, although it is a holographic projection, but the figure wrapped in a close-fitting skirt under the shoulders of Jopican is particularly plump and provoking.

She exudes the same cold air as the Empress, but every time she looks at Ange, her gaze softens and reveals respect appropriate to her age.

It was not the girl Huaichun, but among the school trustees, only Elisabeth was the most staunch supporter and admirer of Angers, and in her heart, Angers was the undoubted grandfather-like elder.

After all, after her father died in a plane crash, Ange took good care of her.

"President Chu Zihang A-level, Vice President Lancelot A-level, and excellent sniper Susie, they are the mainstay of the Lionheart Society, although they are still students, their combat effectiveness far exceeds that of most executive department specialists." Ange replied.

The childish Charlotte Goettingen asked, "The Dragon King is smarter than we think, and the Norton Project can really find and capture him?" ”

She is a girl who is not yet twenty, and her delicate and cute appearance is incompatible with the painting style of several people present, like a mascot ornament.

But Charlotte asked about the main point of everyone's concern, so they all stared at the silent Ange.

"Whether it's today or tomorrow, or a year or two from now, I'll find him and kill him until all dragons are slaughtered." Ange didn't give an exact answer, but his words were firm and bloodthirsty, and the six school trustees who were thousands of miles apart all shivered.

Although many people want to pull Ange from the headmaster's position, no one here will question Ange's determination to take revenge on the dragons, in fact, this is the reason why Ange has been able to serve as the headmaster.

And Lu Mingfei, the male protagonist of this world, is studying the history of the dragon clan in the teaching building at the moment, and his mind is still worried about the actual combat training to be assessed tomorrow morning, for fear that he will be killed by the thin but capable Zero over the shoulder.

"I really didn't expect my life to change like this."

For a while, Lu Mingfei, who was sitting by the window, looked out the window and was stunned, in this castle manor-like college, there would always be a trace of unreality, as if he woke up and was still an ordinary high school junior preparing for the college entrance examination in the hot summer.

……

Shudi, Miancheng.

At dusk, the sunset pours orange-red brilliance on the surface of the three rivers, and the sparkling waves glow with a breathtaking beauty.

It is where a river and a stream meet, and there is a hydroelectric dam at the end of the wide river.

Towering tower cranes can be seen on both sides of the embankment, and a large area of construction sites indicates that many high-rise buildings will rise in the future.

When the sun goes down and the stars and moon rise, an ordinary salvage ship arrives.

In the cabin was not a rescue team, let alone an uncle who cleaned up the garbage in the river, but four young people.

"There are subtle elemental reactions in the samples collected from the Fujiang River, but it is impossible to tell whether it is the Dragon King Norton or Samson, so it is troublesome." A technical specialist from the executive department said.

Another commissioner put on the testing equipment for Chu Zihang and Susie, and clapped his hands after the test, "Okay, I believe in the level of the two of you, junior brother and sister, if you find an abnormality, don't hesitate, return immediately." ”

Then, the two people wearing diving suits looked at each other and jumped into the water one after the other, and the water waves rippled and spread.

Several anglers on the shore invariably "tsked" in unison, and even sharks had to be scared away when they were so disturbed.

But soon, a few uniformed personnel invited the onlookers away, saying that professional geologists were investigating the rock and soil of the riverbed, and that they needed the cooperation of the masses to leave anyway.

"I don't know what's going on with Lancelot, but I didn't expect that as soon as we arrived, there would be other situations." Susie said.

"Well, he's not weak, and he'll be fine." Chu Zihang replied flatly.

"That's right, it's not just him, there are several commissioners in charge of the battle in the executive department." Susie nodded.

"It's clean, it's not like there's a dragon." Chu Zihang observed the water area while cooperating with the instruments and equipment to detect.

Meanwhile.

In the central shopping street of this third-tier city, young men and women stop and walk in the bustling shops.

The air is filled with the aroma of fried chestnuts, fried tenderloin, egg tarts, and old-fashioned spicy tang, and the neon lights gradually light up to add a bit of vitality to the old buildings, and the faces of people at night unconsciously appear a little hazy.

On the rooftops of the buildings on both sides of the main road, there are several tall and neat figures.

They overlook the endless stream of people, like eagles searching for their prey with their sharp eyes.

Except for Lancelot, the vice president of the Lionheart Association, the rest of them are members of the Asian branch of the executive department, some are white, some are yellow, and some are black, and they are not Asians in their inherent thinking.

Like Lancelot, they originally came to carry out the Norton Project, but according to the informant's temporary intelligence and Norma's deduction, there is suspected that there is an unstable bloodline runaway hybrid in Miancheng, and a number of strange explosions in recent days may be related to it.

Several commissioners speculated on the location of the multiple explosions and found that the target had a certain pattern in committing the crime, so they narrowed down the scope accurately, and laid an ambush here early to occupy the commanding heights for observation.

In addition, Norma has also invaded the street's surveillance system to assist the executive commissioners at all times.

Time passed minute by minute, and Miancheng, where the nightlife was basically zero, gradually became quiet, and the crowds in the streets and alleys suddenly decreased, and most of the businesses began to close their stalls.

"The day before yesterday was a big battle of thieves, if it weren't for the strips, those mongrels would have run off a fart!"

"Don't blow it, Lao Tzu saw you being pressed into the corner and beaten with my own eyes!"

Of course, there are still groups of teenagers huddled together, not caring at all whether they will disturb the people, and they are as excited as ducks on stimulants.

With a neat melon skin hairstyle or inch head on the top of his head, a Tianxia Xiu in his mouth, a red double happiness behind his ears, he occasionally lifts up a tight short-sleeved top and pats his ribbed belly, and his legs thinner than a bamboo pole step on a pair of beanie shoes with a rose pattern.

He was not very old, but he was carrying a pitifully thin wallet in his hand, giving people a feeling of great strength and momentum, but in fact, it was empty, and ten people couldn't make up fifty yuan.

They ride colorful battery cars, and in the back seat are girls wearing off-the-shoulder suspender short sleeves and black leggings, and they snuggle up to their boyfriends' backs, with happy smiles on their faces, as if they have found the true destiny that can be entrusted with their lives.

"Hey, Ergou, you hurry up, we're about to do something big, what? You can't get out? Why don't you come and give it a try! I'm not going to kill you tomorrow! A spirit guy arrogantly called the landline in the grocery store, "That's right, my brother will definitely call you on for a big event, by the way, remember to bring more money!" ”

After hanging up the phone, he fumbled his pants pocket under the suspicious gaze of his boss, and finally took out a five-cent coin from his girlfriend's bag and threw it on the table.

"Brothers, get together, wait for the second dog to come over, you should be able to open a private room for the night."

"I've been practicing for a long time, why not, let you see what is called the God of Songs, just the song that Xu Song released last year."

"You are not mainstream, KTV must sing Jay's song!"

"I'm going to sing the myth of the stars and the moon! I'll be the first to sing, don't rob me! The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl in shorts shouted, still wearing her high school uniform jacket.

"By the way, when are you going to ask that good girl in your class out to play tricks? I like to wear skirts with long hair. A young man smiled lewdly.

"You also know that she is a good girl~ I wonder if I may be able to make an appointment." The girl pursed her lips, a hint of jealousy flashing in her eyes.

"You just have to call her out of school, and don't worry about the rest."

"Don't mess around, people are the most important students for teachers."

"What about the top students, we just don't want to learn, if we really want to learn, we may not be able to compare to those nerds!"

As soon as it came to the pretty girls, this group of real animals suddenly became restless, and primitive evil thoughts surged in their minds, and a pair of dogs and men ran to the corner against the sky and the earth to gnaw at each other.

And their unbridled conversations fell into the ears of the Executive Commissioner, but no one talked about them.

Lancelot frowned slightly, and there was undisguised disgust and contempt in his eyes when he glanced at his feet, as a member of the French aristocracy, he prided himself on being of high character and had always followed the noble principles of the Lionheart.

"There are social scum everywhere, this kind of scum is not under our control, and we can't control it," a burly black commissioner turned his head and said, "Lao Zhang, it's almost twelve o'clock, will that guy come out?" ”

Lao Zhang is a thin man in his early thirties, he immediately rubbed his eyebrows, "I'll let the snake go and explore." ”

With that, he leaned against the wall and concentrated on releasing the invisible snakes lurking in his brain.

The serpents swarmed out and spread out through the void, crawling over telephone poles and into narrow wall crevices, soon covering all sides, including dark places invisible to the naked eye.

Vacuum Serpent!

Serial number 37,It is a practical reconnaissance type of speech.,It can release snake-like brain waves.,The effect of probing the surrounding environment.,In the eyes of the user,The world has become an illusory outline.,There is nowhere to hide many things.。

During the release of the spirit of words, Lao Zhang was extremely weak, and he must be guarded by his teammates, otherwise the main body would be easily attacked and killed.

"Huh? There was a suspicious target in the snack street, a male, in his early twenties, a black jacket, gray sweatpants, and a black cap, who was heading down the main road below us. Lao Zhang, who had finished the investigation, said breathlessly.

Everyone hurriedly adjusted their positions and stared at the staggering figure that walked.

This is the most famous snack street in Miancheng, the narrow passage on both sides is full of shops for eating, drinking and playing, which is deeply loved by the citizens on weekdays, but it closes early in the dead of night, so such a rickety figure walks in it, which is somewhat terrifying.

Buzzing~

An unnatural cyclone suddenly swelled around the man's body, and a slight muffled sound was heard.

"Elemental reactions caused by words! It's him, yes! ”

At this moment, Lancelot and the others stared at each other, and they all got up and prepared to fight.

"This snack street is a perfect net, and there is a distance from the group of little rabbits at the intersection, which is not easy to be noticed, as long as it is neat, there will not be much movement." The black commissioner said calmly.

"Action!" Lancelot leapt from the rooftop of the seventh floor in a flash, pulling out the two Nepalese sabers at his waist with both hands.

Several people immediately dispersed, the black commissioner and Lao Zhang followed Lancelot to get close, the other two blocked one after the other, and the last person set up a sniper rifle just in case.

Sou!

As a vice-president with an excellent A-rank bloodline, Lancelot is also a good fighter when he doesn't use words.

He started without mercy, slashing and slashing from the side and behind.

The black commissioner attacked from the front, drawing a rugged scimitar with some kind of African tribal totemic pattern engraved on the blade.

Lao Zhang had a tactical axe in one hand and a claw knife in the other, like an elusive snake, and pounced on the back of the man's head.

In order not to be obtrusive, they try not to use thermal weapons such as firearms as much as possible until the situation escalates.

"Who are you?"

The man shuddered with fright, staggered back, and looked weak.

Bang bang bang!

But when the weapons of the three people were about to hit, three sudden loud noises came out in an instant, and a series of explosion shockwaves without fire were generated between the four people.

The floor tiles exploded and splashed, and they were all affected within six meters, and the power was no less than three grenades.

For a brief moment, Lancelot reacted the fastest, and he quickly kicked the man's shoulder, using it as a power to leap and flip and duck into the corner. The black commissioner quickly crouched down and used a snack cart as a shield. Lao Zhang was not bad, prostrate to avoid most of the shock wave, but his left arm and shoulder were blown up and bloody.

"The yin thunder of serial number 17, the grass, was given yin by him." Old Zhang Li shouted.

Although the spirit of the Lord of the Sky and Wind is marked as "low", it is still a lethal type of combat.

The Releaser is able to compress air to the extreme, creating a fist-sized mass of compressed air, then uncompressing it to explode with a force comparable to that of a grenade. The air mass can appear anywhere in the caster's domain, and can even be released in a hand, like an invisible beggar version of the spiral pill, thus triggering a shock wave or an effect similar to an instantaneous air wall defense.

And it can be made at the same time with multiple Yin Thunders in a row, and the man did exactly that, releasing three air masses in just two or three seconds.

"I didn't mean it~ I didn't mean it~ Don't catch me, don't catch me hahaha!"

The man lost his mind and fled in a panic.

As soon as the commissioner in the rear interception wanted to step forward to meet the enemy, he heard Lao Zhang yelling, "It's Deadpool!" He's completely out of control! ”

The rampaging man raised his head suddenly, his blood-glowing golden pupils bloomed, and wisps of hot air erupted from his pores along with the high-speed agitation of his muscles.

"Ahh

He hugged his head in pain and frantically and roared, and in the next second, his clothes and pants were stretched apart by the deformed bulging muscles, and the irregular broken dragon scales pierced the skin, like a fried fitness hedgehog.

"What's wrong with me? How so? Who are you? Why are you arresting me? The man's voice became more and more indistinct, and he let out a roar that approached that of a wild beast, "I just killed a few people, there is no need to kill them all!" ”

Becoming burly and tyrannical, he lost his humanity and sanity, as well as his use of words and spirits, and became a bloodthirsty Deadpool who followed his bestial instincts.

"Escalating the situation, ready to snipe at any time." The black commissioner said in a deep voice.

"Need to request support?" The sniper on the rooftop asked urgently.

"No, give me ten seconds." Lancelot replied, his pupils slowly coated with a layer of gold, and the bloodline of the A-class half-breed spread out like a rising tide.

Five people surrounded him and outflanked him in front and back.

Buzzing!

At the same time, the group of spiritual guys and little girls outside the snack street were stunned together, and after hearing the explosion, they were first shocked, and they didn't turn around and run away, but showed great curiosity after looking at each other.

Perhaps it was the courage of the crowd, or the fearlessness of the ignorant, a group of more than a dozen people rode into the snack street on a ghost fire battery car, and there was a brave ghost crying wolf howl in their mouths.

"Let's practice with you in the first battle~"

At the top of the tallest building nearby, Chu Xin, who was shrouded in a raincoat, twisted his waist and legs.

Subsequently.

Bang –

He turned into a cannonball and fell straight into the snack street.