Chapter 297: The Transgressor
The Kuimen plan failed.
This message was reported to the Provisional Command Operations Center in Kassel through the Moniach's information system.
In the spacious lobby, Norma's broadcast of the front line was projected on a large screen, and all the students of the academy were of B-level blood and above, and Professor Mance decisively chose to call for help as early as after the diving team lost contact.
At this time, the strong men of the school engineering department of the tenth team ran into the combat hall with stretchers, and immediately launched the first aid treatment of the unconscious students, and Schneider, the first person in charge of the executive department, was as black as the bottom of a pot.
On the big screen, on the left is the picture displayed by satellite detection, the dark clouds slowly dissipate, the afternoon sun is warm and bright, but on both sides of the river, it is as if it has experienced an ultra-low storm, the river overflows the dam, the trees are washed away by the torrent, and occasionally the mudslide erupts, and the angry waves break the soil structure of the high mountains.
On the right side of the big screen, there is important information transmitted from the monitoring of the captain's room of the Moniach, for the comer, there are few students present who are not familiar with it, Mezcal, one of the only two alchemy masters in the world, a lifelong professor of alchemy astrology.
The scene is frozen in the moment when he destroys Pasigattuso's body, and the severe half-dragon transformation proves that the professor was in an extremely abnormal state at that time, and it is possible to fall, go berserk, and the cost of alchemy, but when his eyes are observed, all speculation is dismissed.
The coldness beyond ordinary people's comprehension, the indifference to life, the senior professor of the Department of Psychology judged the corresponding characteristics in an instant, this indifference is usually accompanied by the loneliness produced by the sorrow of blood, but in fact, loneliness is not absolutely a word that can be associated with being pitied, being understood, etc., because there is also a result, that is, the arrogance of the strong and the ultimate individualism.
In short, loneliness has two forms, one is rejected by the world, and the other is rejected by the world, the latter has the initiative and does not need any help and influence from the outside world, and the inner drive is rich enough to support them to enjoy everything they choose.
The performance of such a lone wanderer is called the dragon's heart in dragon's blood psychology, and ordinary people usually become extremely vicious thugs who trample on the rules when they carry the dragon's heart.
Obviously, someone never bothered to hide this, and the psychology professor was very eager to report his conclusions, which was a major academic confirmation, but those bright golden eyes made the whole hall seem to freeze, and many students fell, even the professor.
Only the best half-breeds were allowed to enter the Kassel Academy, and only the best of this group were allowed to enter the lobby, and at this moment, only a few of the best students were qualified to meet His face from a distance.
And this was when he found out but did not care about the surveillance, and there were no more than twenty people in the hall who were still awake.
"What are the dragons we fought against before!"
Schneider gritted his teeth and said, as if he was going to use all his strength.
"Don't worry too much, he is a usurper in his prime, these children have not yet climbed out of the mountain of corpses of their companions, and it is normal for them not to be able to bear the majesty, but people who have obsessions and concerns are sometimes more courageous, I suggest that the students be mixed with men and women to increase the fertility rate."
"Pompeii! Can you see the time for your bad jokes! ”
Schneider growled angrily and hoarsely.
Pompey pointed his fingers on his forehead, sat on the chair with his legs folded, and just shook his head when he heard this, with a leisurely posture.
But his eyes were filled with more solemnity than he had ever seen.
It's really a big deal, this is not the primeval era where corpses are everywhere, how can a freak who almost surpasses the level of an ordinary dragon king come out, and even in the primeval era, every time the low-level dragon clan evolves upward, they have to bear the double risk of body and spirit.
Even if he possessed a dragon heart, which was quite rare among the dragon clan, it was impossible for his physical body to be a big level ahead of the blood unity every time, and some of his younger siblings didn't even have a dragon heart.
"Are you inviting me to fight, junior?"
Pompeii pondered, then laughed.
"Unfortunately, I refuse."
The other party only appeared at this time, there is a high probability that he is a patient guy like himself, and he will not consider the situation of not being able to appear as a demigod, since this is the case, he is also deliberately exposed, there is no trap He can eat this hall, and now the most important thing is to lock the recovery position of the black emperor, in addition, at most, he is already a demigod, and the accumulation is just to add a hint of chance, no matter how many legends can make the demigod promote to quasi-god.
"When I have a child, I really look forward to the future."
Pompeii opened his mouth and said: "Convene an enlarged meeting of the school directors, this is a major matter related to the secret party, and even the whole world, the crusade troops are assembled as soon as possible, and we have to face the real king of dragons this time." ”
Schneider clutched the aluminum tube with the breathing apparatus hanging next to him, and the result of the meeting was a crusade, no doubt that satellite measurements showed that the hot lifeform representing Mezcal had stopped moving near the equator, and when zoomed out, it looked like he was on vacation on the beach.
……
In the evening of the same day, Suman Island.
The hot wind by the sea was blowing slowly, Jiang Yuan was half-lying on a sun lounger on the beach, surrounded by twelve black thorns inscribed with spatial power marks, a book shaped by the dragon skin of the spine of the second generation was placed on the sand table in front of him, and next to a glass of mezcal with ice, and Constantine's copper pot was under the sand table.
Driven by the authority of reincarnation, the inhabitants of the world's sixth-largest island are doing everything they can to leave, and there is no special reason to choose this place, after leaving the Gorge area, he randomly found a direction to fly, feeling that this place is suitable as a battlefield, so it is convenient to stop.
Now that the scale of the Huangquan Divine Kingdom is equivalent to a complete world, it is undoubtedly more difficult to summon it like a simple birth realm, after all, the world itself has weight.
Therefore, twelve black thorns carrying spatial powers are very necessary, he is waiting for Odin, as long as he can stuff it into the Yellow Springs Divine Kingdom, even if the other party is a demigod, the battle will end in an instant.
Just as the realm of life is the ultimate in spell warfare, the kingdom of God is also the ultimate weapon when the divine war is opened, in the Huangquan Divine Kingdom, he can modify his existence through the characteristics of the Birth and Chaos Court, darkness comes, and victory is almost doomed.
Unless the trapped person has a strength beyond their own strength, there is no point in exterminating surface creatures, and only by completely destroying the entire space with source energy defense can the kingdom of God be defeated.
At this moment, there are no people in the Imperial Capital of Light, all of them are all kinds of functional buildings, flesh and blood towers, White Emperor City, towering trees, floating islands, combined with each other, the number of railguns laid has reached an exaggerated level, the undead legions govern all places, the emperor's guards rule the empire, and the operation of government affairs and other aspects are accepted by Noah's Ark, and the framework of the Church of Light has been completed.
As a saint of light, Red Pupil has a black thorn embedded in her heart, which holds the power projection of the power of light, and the inquisitor Black Hitomi performs the power of shadow on her behalf, and as for Pope Tius, someone gave a baptism of dragon blood.
After the reincarnation authority extracts the soul, he uses a small amount of blood from the next generation to baptize, and then infuses it into the body after success, minimizing the danger and effectively increasing his lifespan.
The first generation of Samson, now the true spirit is extinguished, but the dragon body is still very useful, through the continuous chimeration of ordinary captive low-level dangerous species, its dragon body is multiplying at a strange rate, this is the current number one project of the Empire of Light - the Void Flesh Battleship.
(End of chapter)