Chapter 82: Parcy (Please point out the error)

"There is no choice."

Ange repeated this sentence like an old scalper repeatedly chewing on food that had swallowed his stomach, and the young man's sentence was very strong, and he did not give him any extra room for words.

But Ange was actually very familiar with such a tone, because many times when he went up to negotiate he did the same, looking dignified in an expensive suit and walking on handmade leather shoes, but in fact it was all brutal and violent in his bones.

What a miraculous young man...... Ange looked at Su An's body, and it was hard to imagine what kind of means were hidden under this body, but the only thing that was certain was that this young man had now seized the power of the Lord of Bronze and Fire.

It seems like a fantasy...... But all the details confirmed their own conjectures there, whether it was the alchemy that suddenly appeared, or the sublimated bloodline, if this was the so-called half-blood king, then it was no wonder that the Gattuso family was so eager for it.

"Okay, I promised."

"The right choice." Su An nodded: "After all, the secret party also has so much weight, if you kill all of your people, there will always be the next group to stand up, I don't like that turbulent appearance, compared to the chaos of the entire secret party, I prefer that someone can stand up directly and act as the leader of everyone." ”

"So ......"

"It's very simple, just like you once did, take a batch, suppress a batch, kill a batch."

Ange nodded happily and smiled slightly: "The school board has been high for so many years, and no guests have come, and now it seems that an exception is about to be made, and I also think that the secret party is about to usher in a sweep." ”

"But which batch are you going to suppress, which batch to subdue, and which one are going to kill...... Which batch. ”

With a wave of his hand, Su An ripped off a piece of iron sheet from the plane, and then came to him, and then with the movement of the alchemy rune, Ange witnessed the whole process of transforming an ordinary tattered iron sheet into a container in the brilliance.

Immediately afterwards, Ange's pupils contracted suddenly, because at this moment, the young man in front of him actually took the initiative to slash his wrist, and then caused a huge amount of blood to gush out of the arteries! And under his guidance, this blood was actually put into this container.

"This is my blood, Ange."

Su An threw this thing to Ange, and for a while, Ange instinctively felt a little dry mouth, and the bottle of blood in front of him seemed to be more mellow and attractive than all the fine wines he had drunk in his life.

But Ange understands that it is not the so-called mortal taste buds that arouse his desires, but the dragon blood contained in every corner of his body, and this is what the Gattuso family wants, and Ange can suddenly understand why they are so obsessed with Suan's blood.

Because if he didn't know what the price of obtaining this blood would be, even Ange felt that he would not be able to resist the temptation of this blood, because there was only one thing he contained, and that thing was a dream for all half-bloods.

- Evolution.

"You can take them to the school board, and you'll see at a glance who are stupid."

Su An said this, with unparalleled confidence, as if what he was sending was not a treasure, but a dagger stained with poison, a mark of information, and a person who had thoughts about this blood, it was like stabbing his heart with a highly poisonous dagger, as deadly.

Ange was holding the blood vial in his hand at this moment, and he nodded slightly, but just as he was thinking calmly, the young man's voice took the initiative for the first time.

"Ange."

"Huh?!" Ange was slightly startled, thinking that the boy wanted to say something more earth-shattering next, but all he was waiting for was a sentence......

"I need a piece of clothing."

……

And at the same time, the other side.

Frost Gattuso walked alone on the back hill - he was going to sit and prepare with both hands, and in fact no wise merchant would put his eggs in a cage.

There is no single plan for slaying dragons, and the idea of a dragon slayer who desperately pins his hopes on destiny does not exist in the Gattuso family.

Not to mention that at this moment the dragon has become a real dragon slayer, and now Norton, who they have high hopes for, is dead, but it is not without gain.

Su An may not know, and the secret party may not know, the so-called, sealed by your family, the Nibelungen has actually been opened a long time ago, the Gattuso family has been rooted in it for many years, squeezing out the things contained in it, before they are willing to put them in front of the stage, and everything that happened in the Nibelungen, Gattuso already has an understanding.

The place where Frost is now located is the ancestral land of the Gattuso family, in the family tree, but although it is said to be a back mountain, there are only bare dead branches left here, and the whole land seems to be cursed, seeping from the depths of the earth with enough despair to suffocate people.

With every step he took, he would crush a yellow branch, and the clatter of the forest felt like he was walking through a pile of bones, but Frost had to move forward, for he had to report something, and then take something.

After a long, long walk, at last Frost stopped and stood on his heels, and in front of him appeared a bunker, and in the quaint stone wall, an ancient alloy door was exposed.

The angel here is not the handsome angel as later generations understood, but a huge ball of flesh with eyes and white feathers that stand like swords behind him, full of divinity, as if heaven is behind the door.

But - Heaven's Gate is definitely not made by humans, there are metal steel plates on the side of the walls, and in those invisible vantage points, if you have amazing eyesight, you can look a little deeper into the cover and you can spot a high-velocity machine gun or a more dangerous weapon.

This can only be regarded as a hidden base, or rather a hidden laboratory.

Frost stepped forward, and after a series of tedious manipulations, the door opened, revealing a metal wall of black iron, an interior made of large quantities of metal, impregnable and resistant to nuclear explosions, or rather it was built to store nuclear bombs.

Frost walked in front of him, not through a door to reach his destination, there was a domino-like door frame in front of him, and after a long road, Frost saw the scene in front of him.

It was a teenager who looked the same...... Most of them were locked in giant tanks, wrapped in yellow fluid, with thin catheters stuck in them, the only difference being that they all had varying degrees of ...... Dragonization.

"I have permission from the Presbyterian Church to change six Patsies."

Frost said in a deep voice, his voice resounding through the empty steel fortress, cold and unsympathetic.