Chapter 158: Killing the Flame Demon Knife (2-in-1, Asking for a Monthly Pass)
"That's the dragon's blood subspecies you mentioned in your report?"
Schneider clenched the document in his hand, his iron eyes staring at the radar image.
According to the images from the sonar at the bottom of the sea, the shape of the points of light can be vaguely recognized, and the creature resembling a giant snake is rapidly approaching the icebreaker.
"How did those monsters end up here?" The commissioner of the executive department on the side took a deep breath, "Obviously, no matter how much you searched for it before, it didn't appear, but now it's ......"
After Jiang Shouyun and the others returned to the academy to report the details of the mission, they also sent experienced specialists to investigate, but after finally arriving at the target location, they still found nothing.
There was only a lot of blood left, and the ice field that seemed to have been ravaged by a storm, and even the flesh and bones were devoured by something.
In the end, based on the surveys and speculations of EVA and the Executive Department, it was determined that the subspecies had returned to the glacier, or rather......
In the middle of that wide glacier, there is a hollow area, a lair that truly belongs to the dragons.
Multiply...... Zizi ...... Zizizi......
There was a disturbing sound of electricity on the radio, and a moment later a man's voice was heard.
"This is Vincent, can you hear me?"
"Mr. Vincent." Schneider frowned, "What's the matter?" β
"Although the Secret Party owns 30% of the YAMAAL, I hope you remember the most important point at this moment."
The man, Vincent, had a hoarse voice and continued, "The safety of Her Highness must be guaranteed, so please stop at that. β
Her Highness?
Jiang Shouyun looked over with a little doubt.
I thought that the Academy had control of the ship, but now it seems that this is not the case?
With the usual strong attitude of the school board guys, who or force can make them choose to compromise?
"I see, but I also want to warn you that this ship is now called Gulfaksi."
Schneider replied coldly, immediately ended the radio call, looked at Jiang Shouyun and said, "Do you know the 'Far North'?" β
"The Far North, the prestigious occult organization?"
Caesar's brow jumped suddenly, "I see, his so-called holy woman should be the 'Star Maria'." β
Star Maria, is a very mysterious lady, no one knows her real name, and no one knows her family background.
But most of Europe's high society has heard of her honorific name, and she is a founding member of the mysterious organization "Far North".
The founders of the Far North claim to have discovered the existence of an unknown land in the Arctic Circle from ancient texts, proving that the ancient intelligent race "Hiberillians" once created a super-civilization in that land far beyond the present.
And they are all descendants of the Heberian people, they are naturally noble, and they will return to Hiberil along the long-lost route to lead the earth civilization into a new era.
The top leaders of the Third Reich were intrigued by their ideas, after all, they also believed that their Aryan ancestry was superior.
Therefore, as one of the founders, "Star Maria" has become the darling of the entire social circle, she is cold, beautiful, knowledgeable, and absolutely loyal to the faith of Hiberil.
The FΓΌhrer was also attracted by her name, and met with her many times in private, consulting her on occult matters, and for this reason she was also known as the "Holy Maiden of the Empire".
However, more than ten years ago, this man of the hour disappeared.
"I didn't expect her to rent this YAMAAL icebreaker and have been sailing on the icy sea."
Caesar, who had discovered a little secret, was very happy and said with a smile: "If I remember correctly, that saint and the headmaster are the same generation, or even older, are now more than one hundred and thirty years old." β
Hearing this, Fingal's eyes suddenly became weird, with an expression of wanting to complain and worrying about being scolded.
Because he thought of the wheelchair-bound corpse mom in SpongeBob SquarePants.
The headmaster's excellent bloodline and will are not something that anyone can have.
Even if that saint received the best medical care, at this age, I am afraid that her whole body is full of tubes, and if she lacks oxygen, she will be given oxygen, and if she is short of electrolytes, she will be able to continue to breathe even if she dies.
"Hmm." Schneider nodded and said indifferently, "The Far North used to belong to the Abrahamic Blood Pact, but they broke away more than a hundred years ago. β
The "Abrahamic Blood Pact" is actually a name for the organization "Secret Party", and the two most commonly used names in modern history are "Kassel Academy" and "Abrahamic Blood Pact".
"What now?" One of the commissioners said, "Do you want to evacuate temporarily?" β
If the YAMAL is forcibly driven, it may cause conflict with the people on this ship.
To be precise, they are just borrowing this ship, and the real owner is still the "Holy Maiden".
"No, there's no need to evacuate." Jiang Shouyun shook his head and stood in front of the hatch with the unsheathed long knife, "It's enough to send it here, you guys just watch it here." β
Click! Click!
The hatch slowly opened, and a howling cold wind poured in with snowflakes.
The wind and snow outside are even bigger, the time is obviously noon, but the light of the world seems to be swallowed by the blizzard, dark and gloomy, and you may even suffer from snow blindness if you stay in this environment for a long time.
Broken ice and wind and snow splashed on the ship, and a thick layer of ice had formed.
The whole ship shook and hummed faintly in the natural howl, but there were still many crew members on deck wearing hard hats and towing ropes walking around against the wind and snow.
This large ship certainly doesn't require the crew to lower and raise its sails like the three-masted sails of the 17th century, but there is a lot of equipment on board that needs to be maintained and overhauled more than the sails.
"I love snow days, but the snow that falls endlessly...... Are you trying to bury something? Jiang Shouyun frowned and raised the collar of the executive department's trench coat to minimize the stinging sensation caused by the crushed ice cutting his cheek.
A windproof black coat was blown close to his body by the wind and waves, and the remaining air was like a small snake in the sleeves.
"Shhh It's snowing! Fingal also stepped out, and the huge temperature difference made him shiver.
Compared with Jiang Shouyun, who was wearing a windbreaker, they were basically very bloated, and they had all kinds of equipment such as goggles.
"Remember, everything you do is based on your own safety." Jiang Shouyun looked at the three of them and admonished, "As for the division of labor, you know how to do it." β
"I know, I will hide behind and not hold back the big guys." Fingal shouted at the top of his voice, making sure his voice wasn't drowned out by the snow.
Caesar, who "......" and Fingal don't get along with much, was directly refreshed by him to refresh the lower limit of cognition.
"Alright, let's go." Jiang Shouyun ignored the waste wood and jumped directly from the deck.
Through the dim sunlight, he could see his surroundings clearly.
In the sea of ice below the ship, there are looming slender figures!
"Huh? Don't, don't push me! β
Woohoo! Click!
Fingal was pushed straight down.
In the posture of planting an onion, his head was plunged into the snow.
Chu Zihang and Caesar were tied to safety ropes, stepping on the smooth hull to borrow strength, and the hook was locked on the guardrail and slid down the pulley.
The physical fitness of the two of them is not as perverted as Jiang Shouyun, and they are not even as good as Fingal, who doesn't know whether fat or muscle.
"Poof! How can you ...... Wait a minute, am I reading it wrong? β
Fingal pulled himself out of the ground, and was about to curse angrily when he saw those dark shadows in the distance, and the corners of his eyes suddenly twitched: "How do you feel that these guys have become bigger?" β
Some of the shadows under the ice are several meters long, and some are even more than twenty meters long!
You must know that the world's largest Amazon Python is only 14 meters long, and the largest of those guys is even close to 30 meters.
None of the three, except Fingal, spoke.
Because they felt something eating away at their bodies, and it seemed to be a chill that tried to penetrate deep into the marrow of their bodies.
Fingal, who was the first to speak, regretted it now, and the cold wind like a knife poured into his mouth and blew his throat painfully, and even felt that his lungs were about to be frozen by the cold that he had inhaled.
But compared to his cold body at the moment, his eyes became hot and scorching.
Is it really the spirit of words?
Sure enough...... That guy?
Jiang Shouyun first glanced at Fingal, then looked at Caesar and Chu Zihang and said, "Caesar's physique and speech spirit are not suitable for continuing the mission, so let's stay on the ship for long-distance fire support for the time being." β
"I'm going to crack the ice to get the Yamal back on sail, and Fingal and Zihang are going to deal with the subspecies."
If he didn't let the YAMAL get out of trouble, he wouldn't have the energy to take care of the people on board.
"Okay." Chu Zihang nodded.
"Who? I? Fingal was stunned for a moment and pointed to himself, "I'm going to kill those twenty or thirty meters of ghosts?" β
Jiang Shouyun ignored the waste wood that was so good at this play, and the invisible and colorless spiritual pressure covered his body.
The light of the empty right hand flashed, and the long black knife gradually solidified, and disappeared into the wind and snow.
Only the two were left silent.
"Do you really want us to deal with this? Can you really do it alone? Fingal said tremblingly, "Otherwise, let's hurry up and use Teacher Jiang's Great Summoning Technique!" β
"......" Chu Zihang glanced at Fingal and said indifferently, "Senior brother, why don't you go back first?" β
"Ahem, how could I leave you and run away alone...... It's definitely not because I'm afraid of being beaten up by Mr. Jiang! Fingal cleared his throat and said solemnly.
As he spoke, the strange snakes were already extremely close, and they swam extremely fast.
"The time I accumulate is 5 seconds, and the interval between using words is about 3 seconds." Chu Zihang said in a low voice, "Senior brother, can you cover me during this period?" β
"You're going to use the Monarch Flame continuously? Are you crazy? That's 'Jun Yan', not 'blazing'! Fingal's eyes widened and he jumped to his feet, "Teacher Jiang just wants to test our ability at most, there's no need to work so hard!" β
"We can't live under his protection forever." Chu Zihang said lightly, "If you don't want to, senior brother can get on board for long-range fire support." β
"Damn! Didn't you force your senior brother into a ruthless and unrighteous place? Fingal was furious, then knelt on the ground with a "plop" and said with a righteous face, "Come up!" β
ββ¦β¦ What do you mean? Chu Zihang was stunned and looked at him puzzled.
"Senior brother, although I don't have any skills, I have good legs and feet, and my body is very good, and I can carry you as a mobile turret!"
Fingal patted his neck and said arrogantly: "Senior brother, you can rest assured that you can open the cannon, and I will solve all the trash fish that leaked." β
Looking at Fingal's broad shoulders, Chu Zihang shook his head with some hesitation.
"Less nonsense!" Fingal bent down sharply and carried him straight away.
Chu Zihang subconsciously reached out to support his shoulder, and finally really felt Fingal's strength, and the muscle group tightened after undulating like water waves.
He could feel Fingal's muscles exert force, pressing his legs tightly against his shoulders, and the two men were inseparable as one.
Chu Zihang suddenly remembered Jiang Shouyun's evaluation of Fingal during the previous chat.
- He is a good horse, even a peerless horse.
I thought it was just a complaint, but now I can't tell the difference.
"Woohoo!" Fingal barked a few times and grinned, "I'm going to be a junior brother!" β
"Neighing is better for you than a dog barking." Chu Zihang said suddenly.
Fingal glared and said dissatisfiedly: "What a dog barks! I'm clearly a wolf howl! β
Chu Zihang smiled and immediately closed his eyes.
Knock knock! Knock knock!
Blood flowed freely in the blood vessels like thawed spring water, and every cell breathed like a spring bud breaking a stone, and the unparalleled strength surged up in the limbs.
A white mist rose from his body, and the ice and snow were evaporated by the heat in an instant, and the evaporated mist dispersed around him.
After a while, Chu Zihang opened his eyes.
Looking at the black shadow that roamed wildly, the color in those eyes became extremely dazzling.
The Lionheart Society, the bloodline refining technique, was once bloody.
Chu Zihang pulled out the "demon knife" village rain in the scabbard, and the mirror-like village rain suddenly turned black at this moment.
No, it was black flames rising from the blade.
The black flames greatly extended the length of the blade, turning into a long knife with twisted blades and strange shapes, and the ice and snow that approached it evaporated into mist in an instant.
"Holy! What is it? Fingal's eyes showed a strange look, and he took the long flaming knife with his hand, "For me?" β
As he spoke, he flicked the knife, which felt very comfortable.
"Hey, does this trick have a name?" Fingal blinked, and when he saw Chu Zihang shaking his head in surprise, his eyes lit up and he said, "How about naming it 'Twilight Killing Flame Demon Knife'!" Isn't it cool? β
ββ¦β¦ It sounds like a name that comes to mind when some street fighter goes to the toilet to wipe his ass. Chu Zihang couldn't help but complain.
As soon as the words fell, Fingal suddenly moved, leaped to his feet, and turned with an extremely sharp turn to avoid the strange snake that ejected out.
Click!!
Fingal slashed its neck with the long knife as soon as he lifted his knife and fell.
When the scorching smell of the flames of burning flesh came out, he raised his leg and kicked the lower abdomen of another strange snake, and the force of his foot was so strong that it kicked the spine of the strange snake.
The Snake Gunner fell to the ground on its back, stomping on its head.
ββ¦β¦β
A high chant came from Chu Zihang's mouth, and his eyes glanced at Fingal in surprise.
His fighting ability far exceeded Chu Zihang's expectations.
It's more than a good horse.
It's clearly a combination of a tough bear and a sturdy cheetah!
(End of chapter)