White bones are piled up in the vast wasteland, and the gray sky is cracked and damaged, looking like a cracked hole.
The black membrane wings covered with the white bodies of dead creatures covered the sky and the sun. The ferocious and gorgeous black beast was like the master of heaven and earth, with faint flames burning fiercely from its huge hollow eye sockets.
The giant black beast slowly lowered its head, looking down at such a creature as small as sand. This is a scene that is extremely tense and shocking.
The tiny man and the majestic beast looked at each other, their eyes burning with bright flames, revealing the majesty and solemnity of the emperor.
The environment of heaven and earth is changing, and an invisible strong wind rises in the wasteland, blowing through the gaps between the bones, making a shrill and roaring sound. This man and beast seem to be the only stationary things in the picture.
Finally, the flames scattered from the eyes of the black giant beast. It vibrated the broad membrane wings on its shoulders, and the snow-white skulls of countless dead creatures collided with each other, making a crisp sound like the swaying of a wind chime.
The Black Supreme swooped down, his majestic and ferocious face and body constantly enlarging in front of the handsome young man's golden flaming eyes.
"Bang!"
Li Longyuan suddenly felt in a trance. The swooping black beast seemed to have crashed directly into his body, and his internal organs were tumbling.
In the train carriage, the young man opened his eyes and noticed the concerned glances from all around him.
"Are you okay?"
Professor Manns stood next to the young man, looking at him with concern with his deep iron-gray eyes.
Li Longyuan slowly shook his head.
"Have you experienced any phenomenon like spiritual vision?"
Caesar asked curiously. The colors and lines used in this oil painting are very similar to the dragon text. Any hybrid with dragon blood in the body will be unconsciously attracted by the painting, and thus feel the majesty and solemnity of the supreme being.
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Li Longyuan nodded.
"I forgot to remind you, the oil painting hanging in the VIP room has actually been used as evidence to assist freshmen with excellent talents but full of doubts about the dragon world when they enroll."
Professor Manns explained to them.
The young people in front of him were either from ancient mixed-race families or had extremely strong receptive abilities. Guderian didn't need to use this painting to prove the existence of dragons at all.
"We purchased this oil painting at a high price from an ancient European Duke. Their family has been a mixed-blood family that has been slaying dragons for generations, and they are also the family that knows the dragon family best. In the early seventeenth century, when this family was at its most powerful
, a painter named Edward dipped the collected dragon's blood into various paints, and based on descriptions in a series of ancient scriptures such as "Norse Mythology" and "Ice Sea Fragments", it took a year to paint this oil painting."
Professor Manns introduced the origin of this oil painting to the students.
"The protagonist of this painting is..."
When the giant oil painting is completely shaken off and the special pigments undergo oxidation reactions in contact with the air, the dragon's power of the painting slowly weakens and gradually dissipates.
Caesar stared at the black monster roaring up to the sky in the picture with a puzzled expression. If it were to be enlarged according to the lines in the picture, the size of such a terrifying monster would even be far larger than the largest aircraft carrier in the world.
"Dragon Emperor Nidhogg, he is the ancestor of all dragons, the majestic supreme, and the supreme black emperor."
Mance sighed, even as a dragon slayer, he would still use honorifics with awe in the face of such a being.
"Thousands of years ago, on the day when the tyrant was killed on the throne, the bright red blood flowed along the ice peak to the foot of the mountain. The blood-colored water vapor rose into the sky, turned into dark red clouds, and bright red rain began. The person who killed him held the hand of the man who killed him.
There was an orgy of weapons, and they called that day a new era."
The middle-aged man looked out the window. In his eyes, it seemed as if the cc1000 train was driving on the vast ice field in the dark night. The sky was rich in blood, and the ice was plain white and slightly blue.
Bone spurs poked straight into the sky, and majestic rain of blood fell, staining every inch of the glacier red after splashing.
Listening to Professor Mance's description, everyone fell into deep thought. They seemed to be able to imagine people climbing up the towering black dragon with iron awls and hammers, fixing the sharp iron awl on the dragon's skull, and using the iron awl to crush them.
Holes were drilled out of the tough membrane wings and bones, and rich white blood and red pulp flowed out.
"The end of an era."
Li Longyuan silently exclaimed that he seemed to be able to hear the wail and roar of the black dragon through the long river of time, and was inexplicably touched.
"Did humans kill Nidhogg?"
It was obviously the first time for Chu Zihang to hear this history, and he asked questions with great interest.
"No, humans were just slaves at that time."
Mance replied firmly.
"Hidden behind the scenes are still dragons and hybrids. They betrayed the king and launched the greatest rebellion in history."
The man revealed a glimpse of the history of the Dragon Clan, but did not explain it in detail. The descendants of Kassel College only speculated and learned fragments from the information hidden behind the historical truth.
"This means that the four dragon monarchs are also afraid of the black emperor returning to the throne?"
A cold female voice sounded in the crowd, and Susie, who had been listening silently, suddenly asked a question.
"Logically speaking, this should be the case. The Black King created the White King and the Four Monarchs, but they betrayed him. The fate of the rebels is miserable."
Mance shrugged, not so sure.
After all, these histories are too far away from them.
"So is the academy well prepared to prevent the Black King from resurrecting?"
Caesar asked again.
Since the four monarchs and the Black King are not one and the same, they may not be able to take advantage of this rift to drive away tigers and devour wolves.
Mance smiled bitterly. He didn't know Caesar's inner thoughts. It's just that these young people are still too immature and need to be tempered.
"Cooperation is based on the considerable strength of both parties. No matter whether it is the Four Monarchs or the White King, they will listen to the suggestions of the hybrids and adopt our methods."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "In their eyes, humans are just slaves, and hybrids are just chess pieces and servants. We cannot interfere in the war between kings.
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These words may be pessimistic, but they really make Li Yongyuan and others feel the human condition.
They are not the so-called chess players at all, nor are they qualified to play chess. They are just insignificant chess pieces that can be seen everywhere on the chess board. No matter which side wins, they will only be enslaved and the destruction of civilization will be greeted.
After hearing this, Caesar fell silent and covered the oil painting with red cloth again.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the carriage changed and became gloomy because of this oil painting.
They are not nine-to-five office workers, but hybrids in the dragon world. The more they understand the nature of this world, the more they understand the fragility of this beautiful life.
Dragons will resurrect at any time, just like nuclear warheads hidden all over the world that will explode at any time. When they spread their membrane wings and roar, the power they generate is enough to destroy any bustling city in any country.
"We ancient Chinese people have many wise sayings, such as 'Soldiers will stop them, water will cover them with soil', 'Ships will naturally straighten up when they reach the bridge', 'If the sky falls, there will be tall men to hold them', 'What's the Thirty-six Strategies, running is the best', everyone
Don’t worry too much.”
Lee Yong-yeon clapped his hands and said some humorous words to warm up the atmosphere in the starting room.
"These things are not what we should be thinking about now. We can just do our best and obey fate."
The handsome young man grinned, then picked up the goblet, took a sip of red wine, and felt the rich fruity aroma exploding in his taste buds.
Caesar also held up his favorite champagne, raised his glass and drank it in one gulp.
With the noble character he had cultivated since childhood, even if he knew that the world would end the next day, Caesar could still enjoy his last meal with a smile, and then carry the Dictator and the Desert Eagle to face the final disaster, whether it was survival.
Or death, he can accept it calmly.
The young people sat on the dark green leather sofas, facing the table full of delicacies, and started eating again. The laughter and laughter continued to come from the banquet.
They quickly got rid of the previous gloom and welcomed every day in the future with a good attitude.
"It seems that I am old."
Mance looked at the young people in front of him who were chatting and talking enthusiastically. He shook his head and smiled bitterly at himself, but there was a crystal light in his eyes, like hope.
The cc1000 train slowly and silently stopped at the station.
Li Yongyuan and the others got off the car one after another and looked at the college, which looked like a medieval European castle. Although it was not the first time to see the night view of Kassel College from this angle, Li Yongyuan was still fascinated by the towering Gothic buildings and the circular shape.
Attracted by the landscape of mosque-like castles and churches, the shining golden light reveals the long and far-reaching history of these buildings.
This time when they returned to the academy, they saw something different. It was no longer as unknown as before.
The Kassel Academy train station is already crowded with people, and the most eye-catching ones are the beautiful girls wearing white tutus. Their all-white stockings make their thighs straighter and rounder.
The girls straightened their backs and chests, and their postures were graceful like white swans on the dance floor. They were all members of the student union dance troupe. The last time Caesar and Li Yongyuan came back from a mission in Japan, they felt even more indifferent.
When I came back this time, I made a point of talking to secretary Elizabeth. The girl quickly understood the president's little thoughts and immediately mobilized all the members of the dance troupe.
"Warmly congratulate the president on the complete success of his mission in Kuimen."
Among the people picking up the car, there were also members of the student union holding red banners, urging them to support Caesar's place.
"All members of the Lion Heart Club congratulate the president and vice president on their triumphant return."
The members of the Lion Heart Club also held up the banner not to be outdone. Their president Chu Zihang and vice president Su Qian were both participants in the Kuimen Project. Honor and reputation cannot be monopolized by the student union.
Li Longyuan looked at the overt and covert fight between the two parties to pick up the car with some teasing. This is actually normal. No matter what the environment, there will be factions, and leaders will be elected.
Unless someone can use force or superb charisma to make these people put aside their differences in factions and opinions and work together together.
At this point, only Angers in the entire college can do a good job. At least when he is still serving as the president of the college, whether it is the fools in the equipment department, a group of lunatics in the execution department, or the profit-seeking school board of directors, they can all listen.
His views will not hinder the execution of tasks.
The reason why Orthodoxy strictly restricts the participation of wild hybrids is actually due to consideration of this factional issue. Since ancient times, the demise of many groups and even empires was not only due to the invasion of foreign enemies, but also due to the corruption of the system and internal.
The power of orthodoxy is already strong enough, and there is no need to expand like Kassel Academy in order to quickly accumulate power.
After all, not every president can be like Angers, an iron-blooded leader who impresses everyone. When this centenarian retires or dies, Kassel will definitely fall apart.
Powerful and ambitious overseas branches such as the Japanese branch will immediately declare their separation from the North American headquarters. The guys in the equipment department are more keen on building underground bases to protect the last piece of pure land of mankind. They advocate escape and giving up territorial sovereignty. The people in the executive department are keen on interests.
Conflicts inevitably arise between school boards of directors.
This is part of the reason why Orthodoxy remains mysterious at all times and does not have too much involvement with Kassel Academy. Kassel, known as the world's largest mixed-race organization, is actually full of holes internally.
At this time, snow-white doves were released from the top of the church, not to pray for the dead dragon-slaying warriors, but to cheer for the living heroes.
Almost all the students at Kassel College witnessed their feat in the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River. Not only did they take out the bones and blood of Dragon King Norton, as well as valuable documents and materials from the palace of Dragon King Norton, but they also fought off a rival that was comparable to those guarding the Dragon Tomb.
The next generation of powerful dragon servants.
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Therefore, every intern commissioner participating in the Kuimen Project is regarded as a rising star. They are the fire, the heroes, and the hope of the dragon-slaying cause.
This is why so many students spontaneously appeared here to welcome them back to school. Applause and flowers are never stingy for heroes.
A handsome young man in a khaki trench coat stood at the front of the queue. He looked at the banners on both sides and just grinned slightly.
But all the students present were quiet now, looking at him with excitement or enthusiasm. This is an expression that rarely appears on elite students, because they rarely have emotions such as envy towards others.
But it is not contradictory to say that they are fanatical now.
If Caesar and Chu Zihang were the leaders of factions and princes who split the land and sealed borders, then Li Longyuan's influence among the students of Kassel College is no less than that of an emperor or a god.
If he had not signed a three-year agreement with the Executive Department, then after Angers retirement, according to the one-person-one-vote electoral system, Li Yongyuan would be the confirmed next principal, and no one could come close to him.
"Ahem."
The handsome young man suddenly put his fist to his lips and coughed lightly.
For a moment, the eyes of everyone at the station seemed to be attracted. They wanted to hear Li Yongyuan's speech.
"It's late at night, let's go back to bed early."
The young man waved his hands and walked out of the crowd.
Among such a group of excited and tireless hybrids, he said this casually.
Of course, Li Longyuan knew that these students were at an age when they were full of high morale and youthful enthusiasm, but he did not start a long speech that excited countless people.
He has never been a person who sees form, he is like a king who has his own way.
This chapter has been completed!