Chapter 85: Wiglaf

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Under the gaze of Chu Zihang's increasingly bright golden eyes, Beowulf narrowed his eyes slightly and slowly revealed the truth of that year.

"I fundamentally deny the meaning of the existence of the academy and refuse to be the head of the executive department. Over the past hundred years, I have searched for outstanding blood descendants around the world and trained them to form a new 'action team'."

"And your father, Chu Tianjiao, is the best student I have trained in the past hundred years."

"His speaking spirit is Time Zero!"

Speaking of this, Beowulf stared at Chu Zihang, the blood-colored golden eyes inherited from generations of his family were more majestic than ever before.

He said in a low voice: "Coincidentally, I have the same speech spirit as Ange. Ever since I discovered his speech spirit, I have begun to focus on cultivating him, and he is worthy of my teachings and has completed my test in just a few years.

"

"I originally wanted to hone him for a few more years, then let him go to the battlefield and be truly 'reborn' in blood and fire."

The old man paused and shook his head.

"But Angers came to me at this time."

"I do not support his decision to establish a college, but I still respect and appreciate Angers himself."

"He asked me to borrow someone. He needed a 'ghost' who had never been on a mission or left any traces in any force."

"I didn't know what he was going to do, but I knew that everything Angers did was to slay the dragon, so I chose to support him."

"And this 'ghost' is your father. He was personally selected and trained by me. He has never appeared on any hybrid platform. He is calm and powerful, and perfectly meets Angers' needs."

"After that, I never saw your father again."

"You...haven't noticed that my father is missing?"

Chu Zihang asked softly. This was his biggest doubt. If it was true as the old man said, then given the power of the old man, he should never have discovered his identity now.

Beowulf is as silent as a thick stone monument, and the long lamp in the house is dim, depicting his tall and lonely silhouette.

It was not until a long time later that the old man finally spoke, his voice as cold as iron, hard and heavy.

At this moment, there seemed to be a strong smell of blood filling the air.

"Before your father walked out of this castle, I said something to him. He walked out of here to perform a mission for the secret party. If he dies, I will play a harmonica in front of his grave as a condolence, but

I won't rescue him."

"This is the way the action team works."

"What Angers needs is a commissioner who is almost a 'ghost' in the mixed-race world, so I can't investigate his traces. Any investigation may lead to his identity being exposed to the eyes of interested people."

"and……"

The old man paused and said indifferently,

"Your father was trained by me. He is an all-round warrior. With Time Zero, he can escape even when facing the next generation!"

"Tell me, what happened to you on that rainy night six years ago?"

"He was trying to...save me." Chu Zihang was lost for a long time, then lowered his head and said, feeling that his body was unusually heavy.

At this moment, he seemed to have returned to that rainy night. His mind went blank. He just drove the Maybach mechanically in the rain. The man behind him was penetrated by countless streams of light. He escaped from the Nibelungen, crashed through the car door and threw himself.

He went down and ran against the wind and rain, but the thread that connected them was broken, and he could no longer find the man...

"You don't want to say."

The old man said calmly, not as a question, but as calmly as water, as if he had guessed the ending from the beginning,

"Your father's character is actually the one I dislike the most, but surprisingly we get along very well."

"Back then, I asked your father what kind of girl he liked. People in the action team would leave their bloodlines before going on missions to ensure that the inheritance would continue. But your father refused. He said that he might have many women in his life, but he didn't.

He thought he would truly fall in love with a woman. A union without love would make him feel like a stallion."

Beowulf looked deeply at the big boy in front of him, and vaguely saw in the boy's eyebrows a man who looked carefree on the surface, but was lonely and powerful deep down.

"If he had agreed at that time, maybe you wouldn't be where you are now."

"So when I confirmed your identity from Ange, I was shocked and became more and more curious. I really want to know what is so special about your mother that made Chu Tianjiao break his own concepts and principles and also

To stop and stay, even to give birth to you."

"I saw you with my own eyes, and I got some answers."

"You don't want to tell me what exactly he died in the hands of. Well, he is indeed his son."

"Father's debt is paid by his son, and so is hatred. Since you don't want to talk about it, go and take revenge yourself, cut off the enemy's head, and then mourn for him at your father's grave."

Chu Zihang stood there blankly, the sounds in his ears gradually faded away, as if they were being pulled away invisibly.

He didn't expect that during this mission, he would actually find traces of his father.

He just nodded mechanically and thanked the old man for telling him all this.

He felt very tired and just wanted to lie in bed and have a good sleep. When he fell asleep, nothing would happen to him. Maybe he could still see the man in his dream and chat with him for a few words, saying that he finally found the man.

Proof that he existed in the world.

"Then from today on, you are my godson. Your father was once my student, but after he left the army, he became my teammate. This is also the tradition of the action team, including accepting you as my godson."

Beowulf said calmly, no longer a question, but an almost rude statement, leaving no room for him to refuse.

But this rude behavior touched Chu Zihang's heartstrings, and an unspeakable feeling surged into his heart.

It turns out that not only I still remember that man in this world, but there are others who are also thinking about him, regard him as a teammate, and are willing to become the godfather of his child...

"As my godson, you will get the recognition and support of the Beowulf family. The Gattuso family's accusations against you are self-defeating, because even if a descendant of the Beowulf family becomes a deadpool with an out-of-control bloodline, he will not be reincarnated.

If someone else takes action, I will break your neck with my own hands."

"In addition, you will have the qualification to take dragon serum to strengthen yourself, the share will be in my name, and you will represent the Beowulf family to compete for a place in the 'Nibelung Plan'."

A series of unfamiliar words poured into Chu Zihang's ears, and the real secret of the secret party opened the door to him at this moment!

"Dragon...serum?" Chu Zihang asked in surprise.

Beowulf did not answer him immediately, but raised his hand and clenched his fist. His muscles slowly swelled. The invisible realm covered the whole room. The sound of bones exploding made Chu Zihang's expression change slightly, as if he had something close to substance.

The pressure pushed towards him like a wave!

The bulging muscles all over his body burst through his clothes, and the old man's already majestic body became even bigger.

When this scene came into view, a classic cartoon character - Popeye the Sailor - flashed subconsciously in Chu Zihang's mind.

But the reason why Popeye exploded was because he ate spinach, but what about this old man? Is the effect of the spirit of speech?

The next moment, Beowulf's voice overturned his suspicion.

"This is not the spirit of speech, but the effect of dragon serum. I think you should have heard the story of Siegfried. In the myth, the hero Siegfried killed the dragon and bathed himself in the dragon's blood.

Invulnerable."

"This is not a legend, but real history, but the process has been somewhat edited. In history, Siegfried did not kill an adult dragon, but an unhatched dragon embryo. He used fetal blood to repair himself.

, evolve into a high-level hybrid species."

"In the ancient alchemical classics, the dragon's fetal blood is called the 'Holy Grail'. It is called liquid gold and a panacea, and it even has the effect of bringing the dead back to life."

When the words "Holy Grail" entered Chu Zihang's ears, he couldn't help but be shocked.

In just a few days, these two words had appeared in his mind countless times.

Since the conversation that night, Chu Zihang has been thinking repeatedly about the "true history" that his junior brother led them to find, trying to get more clues from it, even if it was just an unreasonable guess.

In the story about the guidance of the junior brother, the Holy Grail should refer to the symbol of power and strength, and it is the golden ring given to Odin by Morgan.

But now he learned another "truth" about the Holy Grail from the secret party, that is, the fetal blood of dragons.

"Are you surprised?" Beowulf asked suddenly.

Chu Zihang took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "Yes, I got the guess in the Jade Record that hybrids may evolve into pure-blood dragons, but I didn't expect that there is really a way to improve the bloodline."

"Mixed race evolved into a pure blood dragon?" Beowulf frowned, shook his head and said, "Don't have this idea. If you evolve into a pure blood dragon, that's the day I cut your neck off."

Chu Zihang nodded silently.

"However, hybrids can indeed purify blood, and dragon serum is an example. Explosive blood counts, but explosive blood is too dangerous. Once you exceed the critical blood limit, you will uncontrollably degenerate into Deadpool, and I will take your place.

Father ends your life. I hope that before that, you can leave a bloodline inheritance to your lineage, and the Beowulf family will be responsible for raising it."

Beowulf looked at him coldly and said slowly,

"Whether it is dragon serum or blood explosion, it is far inferior to the Nibelungen Plan. I hope you will compete for a spot in this plan. This is the secret party's biggest plan in the past hundred years."

"Excuse me, what is the Nibelung Plan?" Chu Zihang did not forget what his junior brother said when he stood in front of him that night.

If he wants to fight against a first-generation species, he must purify his bloodline and improve his control over the dragon text.

Long Wen's mastery is equivalent to the mastery of Yan Ling, but he has no idea how to purify the bloodline.

Although he had deduced the truth from the Jade Record, this incomplete truth could not motivate him to purify his bloodline.

Beowulf said solemnly:

"This is the secret party's ultimate plan to create the strongest hybrid species. It was designed by Flamel himself and combines alchemy technology and biotechnology."

"Implant the alchemical matrix into the human body, use alchemy to restrain the dragon's blood, and then use the serum purified from the dragon's blood to awaken the dragon's blood in the hybrid, helping him to maintain his self-awareness while breaking through the zero blood limit."

"If you are lucky enough to be a candidate for this project, bloodshed will no longer be an obstacle to you. You will break through the limits of hybrids, and even surpass the four monarchs and become a true hybrid monarch!"

The old man was solemn and sacred, as if he were a priest taking an oath. Every word contained the sound of thunder, shaking the dust under the sun, and carrying a vague temptation. That was the road leading to the sacred door!

Chu Zihang's lips were dry and he said: "Beyond... the four great monarchs?"

"That's what it says in the relevant information."

Beowulf's tone suddenly changed, with a hint of indifference,

"I only saw this plan recently and have not verified the authenticity of this plan, but it is obvious that the Gattuso family is the promoter of this plan and they insist that their heirs be the candidates for this plan.

.Unfortunately, at the recent school board meeting, their rebellious heir rejected this proposal."

Caesar rejected the offer?

In Chu Zihang's mind, Caesar's proud face made people want to punch him twice.

What is that guy doing?

"You mean, let me represent the Beowulf family to compete with the Gattuso family?"

Chu Zihang quickly understood what the old man meant.

"This is obviously easy to see." Beowulf said calmly with a smile, "I don't care whether this plan is true or not. Since the Gattuso family wants it and I know it, then I will hinder it."

"Everyone knows that I, Beowulf, have never liked the Gattuso family, so I naturally want to send an outstanding blood descendant to compete for this qualification. This is reasonable and reasonable."

"With my support, you only need to show a bright enough record, and no one will question your qualifications to run! Because I stand behind you!"

"In the Secret Party, no force dares to discuss the level of contribution with the Beowulf family!"

The old man raised his head proudly, his every move filled with unspeakable arrogance.

This arrogance comes from his bloodline and from the "righteousness" of what he has done in this life!

His calmness left Chu Zihang speechless.

He didn't know why he should reject the offer, or... he didn't want to reject the offer at all!

Because the old man had given him a reason he couldn't refuse - to cut off Odin's head with his own hands and go to mourn at his father's grave.

This reason is so sufficient and so heavy!

Let him find no reason to refuse!

If you can become a candidate for the Nibelungen Plan and purify your bloodline to a level that surpasses the four monarchs...

So can I compare to Odin?!

This allowed him to clearly see the hope of revenge for the first time in his life, not as a promise from his junior brother, but as real power that he could hold in his hands!

In addition, he also had to deal with the side effects of the blood burst.

The explosive blood he mastered cannot be turned off automatically, just like the golden eye he cannot extinguish.

This ability is like making a deal with the devil. When you become familiar with its power, it will invade your body. Even if you don't want to activate it, it will make you involuntarily excited.

It is simultaneously poison and the fruit of wisdom, and those who have experienced its charm will not be able to resist it.

It is precisely for this reason that this technology is recorded on the parchment in the archives sealed by the Lionheart Society as the "Devil's Revelation".

In fact, he had no way out for a long time.

Why refuse such a generous gift?

There is no need to consider this at all! He is not qualified to refuse!

"I am honored to represent the Beowulf family."

Chu Zihang said in a low and powerful voice.

His golden eyes were like molten lava flowing with blazing fire, which was the determination to face death without fear!

Beowulf stared down into the young man's eyes, looking in an extremely rare trance.

He seemed to see the extremely proud young man striding out of the castle, waving in the air without looking back, and confidently making an appointment with him for the next afternoon tea.

In the eyes of an elderly man like him, young people should be so proud, even if they are as proud as the sun and cannot be looked directly at.

It's a pity that your child is more calm than you.

Of course, it's also very good.

"That's right." The old man said softly.

"Excuse me, sir, do I need to join the action team?"

"You should change your name to calling me godfather." The old man said calmly, "My original intention was for you to quit Kassel and let me be responsible for training you, but since that guy doesn't want you... then so be it."

He paused for a moment before speaking, and his voice was a little soft at the end, as if he was feeling a little tired.

He withdrew his gaze from Chu Zihang, which meant that he had ended this past incident.

Finally, his eyes fell on the ancient and sacred murals in the house.

In that mural that has changed several times, the old Beowulf fought a bloody battle with the red dragon. At the end of his life, he gave his helmet, armor and sword to the young warrior Wiglaf who fought alongside him.

Since then, Wiglaf has replaced Beowulf and become a new generation of heroes!
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