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Chapter 136 The Funeral of the King (Prelude, Pseudo)

Kassel Academy, Schkodi district

Six robotic arms operate in the steel area. A half-person-high brass tank is suspended in the superconducting magnetic field of low-temperature liquid nitrogen, surrounded by a half-meter-thick quartz glass wall.

It sleeps like a fetus in the quartz glass cover, quietly waiting for the day it breaks out of its shell.

Scientific researchers wearing white lab coats are filling in various data with their experimental notebooks.

"Principal, based on the ten days of exploration, it has been basically determined that there are stable vital signs in the brass tank, and the heartbeat and pulse are strong. It is in a state similar to hibernation, and there is no sign of recovery yet."

The researcher wearing protective goggles reported to the old man next to him.

The old man's silver-white hair was meticulously combed, and his face was weathered by the years, but his lines were still hard. He wore a straight black suit with a bright red rose on his chest.

This is a temperament between elegance and majesty, a rare leadership quality.

Hilbert Jean Angers was the first to applaud, followed by a wave of applause.

All the scientific researchers in the laboratory are excited about the smooth progress of the project. After all, the body of Dragon King Norton may be hidden in the brass jar.

"Unfortunately, this brass tank is made of special materials and is completely airtight. We cannot use MRI scanning technology to explore the internal structure and biological body structure."

Some researchers sighed.

The material of this copper can is not metal, but a special alchemical material that can block X-ray scanning.

After all, metal and flame are things that can revive the Lord of Bronze and Fire, and cannot isolate the outside world.

"Grey tin solution."

Ange's iron-gray eyes shone with a deep light.

"When Mance was on a mission, I once gave him a bottle of gray tin solution for later use."

The old man added.

The researchers beside him were also awakened by these words.

It was a special liquid obtained by the executive department specialist from an Egyptian tomb. Its strong corrosive acidity gave it the ability to destroy this special alchemical material.

"I remember that the equipment department still has some, I'll go get them."

Some people were excitedly gearing up, opening the door to the base and walking out quickly. As long as they were properly prepared, they were about to dissect the body of a dragon king, which was definitely very attractive to scientific madmen.

"Let us cheer for the great progress made in the cause of dragon slaying and pay tribute to those who have devoted their lives on this road."

Taking advantage of this gap of time, Angers raised the wine glass in his hand at the right moment. The dark red wine generally sloshed and settled in the transparent glass, dazzling like blood under the incandescent light.

The researchers also raised their glasses solemnly in a blink of an eye, looking as determined as theists.

They are fighting a war without gunpowder against the dragons. Once the work of dissecting the Dragon King goes smoothly and successfully obtains Norton's bones and blood, it means gaining the ability to completely destroy the Dragon King and make the Immortal Seeds unable to live forever.

This is a method that can subvert the status of dragons, threaten the continuation of the population, and even kill the four monarchs.

Amber Hall

As a place for student union members to gather and socialize, Caesar spent a lot of money to renovate this place. Except for the lack of profound historical heritage, the structure here is no less than that of the Norton Hall of the Lionheart Club.

If it weren't for Chu Zihang and Li Longyuan's sudden appearance on "Freedom Day", Caesar would have set the venue of the dance at Norton Hall this time.

The huge crystal palace chandelier hangs from the white-painted ceiling, and its soft light extends to the safe passage at the far end of the venue.

On the polished solid wood parquet floor, a boy in a black formal suit and a girl in a white dress are hugging each other, spinning and jumping in the light.

Caesar, who was wearing a white suit, was holding a wine glass in his hand, standing by the corridor on the second floor, holding the brown wooden railing with one hand, looking down at the students below. The young man's hair shone like gold, and the lace scarf on his collar was studded with rhinestones.

, with a faint and stern smile at this moment.

As the host of this dance, he generously prepared a variety of drinks and meals for each guest. The main course was Australian red lobster flown from the El Peninsula. The chilled white meat of the lobster was tender, smooth and delicious.

But what Caesar wants to do today is not just to hold a dance party, but to introduce the hostess of the party to everyone.

The blond boy who looked like a Greek sculpture was swaying the bright red wine in the transparent wine glass. No one knew what he was thinking in his heart.

"Nono, where are we going to eat delicious food?"

Along the way, the little lolita in black dress was pulling the high-heeled lady in a light purple skirt to ask questions.

The girl touched her belly in embarrassment. It was almost dinner time, but she was still walking aimlessly with others.

"Prom, student union dance."

The long-legged lady wearing ten-centimeter Mary Jane high heels finally couldn't help but reveal her bottom to her.

Nowadays, the sky of the college is already a scene of the setting sun, with the fiery red afterglow rendering the white clouds.

"oh."

Zhao Xi, who knew her destination clearly, calmed down and responded obediently. In addition to obeying the young master's orders, her little mind probably only had food.

After the Carmen overture, which was used to open the party, was played, the central carved bronze door in the Amber Pavilion was pushed open, and the light of the setting sun shone in. All the guests unconsciously turned their heads to look.

The tall girl with dark red hair was pushing the door open with both hands. She wore a light purple skirt, a moon-white silk shirt, purple stockings, and a complete set of gold custom-made jewelry inlaid with amethysts.

She appeared like a queen, and her momentum instantly overwhelmed everyone in the venue.

On the second floor, a blond young man showed a smile in his ice-blue eyes, and the corners of his mouth also turned up.

Caesar, who looked like a Greek statue, slowly walked down the curved solid wood stairs and greeted the girl.

"Am I late?"

Caesar walked carelessly through the boys in black and girls in white skirts who got out of the way, like an emperor welcoming his bride.

When he stood still in front of the girl, Nono asked softly.

"No, my dance will officially begin only when you come."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Caesar turned his back to the crowd, the stage and the lights, and looked at the beautiful girl in front of the door, with sincerity in his ice-blue eyes.

He bowed slightly, placed his left hand above his waist, and at the same time bent his right arm forward toward Nono.

The dance music of "Sleeping Beauty" played in the No. 1 Arena at the right time at this moment.

The dark red-haired girl stretched out her left hand wearing a white lace glove and readily accepted the invitation.

When Caesar took Nono's hand and left, a little black-haired loli poked her head out from behind the carved copper door.

Wearing a black dress outside, with white gloves or bright red roses on the chest of the suit, the student union officials in charge of welcoming guests did not prevent the girl from entering.

Not only did they see that the girl came with Chen Motong, but they also knew her identity. She and Li Longyuan came from the orthodox school, and most of the cadres of the student union had lost miserably to that scary guy.

Zhao Xi, who had sneaked into the dance party, waved the knife and fork fiercely in front of the long dining table, and unceremoniously put the naked white and tender lobster meat into his mouth, gobbling it up, making his cheeks bulge.

Even if they noticed her, the boys who came over to invite the girls to dance with them were rejected by the girls with their shakes of their heads.

She was not willing to dance this soft circle dance with these guys. After eating and drinking, it would be more comfortable to play with guns for a while.

The students who were invited to the dance by Caesar followed the rhythm of the waltz on the solid wood floor, leading their partners to spin in a gorgeous circle. The girls' pleated skirts were rippling like white flowers in full bloom.

They danced and spun to their heart's content in the ocean of music. Strictly speaking, Kassel Academy is a German academy with first-class court dance teachers. The students' dance foundation and steps are good.

At this moment, Nono was already flying among the crowd like a nimble swallowtail butterfly. The purple skirt curved during the rotation, like a spinning top that would never stop spinning in the field.

Boys and girls exchange partners in pairs as the rhythm of the dance music changes. Black and white are like fragments of colored paper in a kaleidoscope, transforming into various beautiful patterns.

But no matter how they change, Caesar and Nono will always be the most eye-catching presence in the dance crowd. Anyone who sees them will praise them as "Golden Girls".

Amber Pavilion is a Gothic architectural villa with dark red tiles on the roof and light gray granite on the walls.

Now that it was dark outside, the bright lights inside the museum shone through the square shuttered windows.

On the roof of the church not far from this Gothic building, a handsome young man in a green robe was blowing in the wind with his back.

The white pigeons fed by the students fluttered up and down on the church roof, but they did not dare to make a "coo-coo-coo" sound in front of the boy.

Caesar had previously sent invitations to him and Chu Zihang, but both of them rejected it without any surprise. They knew this guy's temperament, and they wanted to have the whole world witness and congratulate the girl he had finally pursued.

For this reason, Li Longyuan, who was not good at court dancing with girls, decisively refused the invitation. As for Chu Zihang, he and Caesar were almost at opposite extremes, and he never cared about Caesar's thoughts.

The late autumn wind flows, like the invisible hand of a goddess blowing over everyone's face, every old tree and every building.

At this moment when the atmosphere of the dance was strong and the laboratory researchers were excited, Li Longyuan stood alone on the narrow top floor of the church, looking down at this European-style college with an expressionless face. It was very cold up there.

As the night grew darker, Li Yongyuan's cell phone placed by the window sill on the top floor rang with the ring tone of an unknown number.

The handsome young man did not reach out to pick it up immediately. He had already felt a strange breath coming from the wind. Kassel College was in trouble.

However, a smile appeared on the boy's lips, and the ancient sword vibrated in its sheath.

He has always liked to face mysterious and challenging things.

In the lobby of Amber Hall, all the mobile phones rang with dozens of different ringtones in an instant, and the ball guests hurriedly took out their mobile phones from various places.

Caesar turned on the speakerphone of his cell phone, put his index finger to his lips, and made a silencing gesture to everyone.

"Students of Kassel College, outstanding dragon-slaying warriors, use your warm hospitality to welcome guests from far away."

On the other side of the phone, a specially processed voice whose gender was indistinguishable came out.

Guests attending the dance flocked to the window. Amber Hall was close to the school gate. Through the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, they could see things outside the school gate.

The violent explosion was accompanied by flames soaring into the sky, and the huge cast-iron school gate was blown dozens of meters away. The aftermath shattered all the windows of the Amber Hall, knocking down the students as well.

At the top of the church, Li Longyuan held Tai'a in front of him with one hand. The sword vibrated in the sheath, emitting a pale golden light curtain to resist all impacts.

This ancient castle college lit up with blazing golden lights, and all the dark buildings were brightly lit in an instant.

"The dragons are invading, the dragons are invading, freshmen please go to the weapons department to get guns and ammunition, and load Frigga bullets. The defenders have the right to shoot."

The alarm lights placed at the four corners of each building in the college flashed red and gave out a buzzing warning. The artificial intelligence secretary Norma immediately characterized the incident as a dragon invasion.

Caesar and a group of Amber Hall students looked serious. They were quickly sorting out their equipment and thinking about countermeasures. No matter how many questions they had, they had to wait until the war was over before considering them.

Wearing black combat uniforms and riding Black Widow motorcycles, the intruders wore heavy helmets and masks. They had broken through the blown-up iron gate and were galloping along the roads of the academy. The mini submachine guns in their hands were blasting.

Accurately hit every monitor while riding.

They were obviously familiar with the topography and architectural layout of Kassel College. This was a premeditated war, and what they wanted was to be caught off guard.

Moreover, there are many intruders. Now dozens of motorcycles have filed into the campus, with their golden lights on and their engines roaring low and violently.

The students of Kassel College were also not slow to respond. They collected weapons in an orderly manner and entered various buildings. They perfectly blocked the safe passages of each building based on their numerical advantage, transforming it from an aristocratic college with a strong academic atmosphere to a heavily guarded one.

military fortress.

At this time, the benefits of holding Freedom Day every year are revealed. The senior students are very familiar with the battle process, and now it is a joint battle between the Student Council and the Lion Heart Club.

A young man with black hair, black clothes and black trousers, carrying a Japanese sword with a black sheath, walked in through a passage in the Amber Pavilion.

Caesar turned back in front of everyone, and his keen hearing allowed him to detect this heartbeat first.

The other students also turned to look at the visitor with slightly nervous expressions. Their paralyzed faces made of ice now made many people breathe a silent sigh of relief.

Yes, so what if the dragons invade? In the Amber Hall today, there are two presidents of the Lionheart Club and the Student Council, both of whom are the best elites in the world.

"Where's Li Yongyuan?"

When Caesar was smiling and planning to chat for a while, Chu Zihang walked up to him and asked straight to the point.

This is why it is difficult for Caesar to communicate with Chu Zihang. One pursues perfection in elegance, while the other pursues extreme ruthless efficiency.

Caesar shrugged, indicating that he didn't know. If the intruder was unfortunate enough to encounter the monster in the academy, he would probably be unlucky.

"According to the formulated action plan, everything is going smoothly so far. However, I wonder if there are too many people participating this time, and we have not found No. 13."

In the dark and towering turret of the college, a dark figure dialed the phone.

"As long as it dies in Cassel College, Norton will always be affected, and he will be furious and take revenge. It's just a matter of time. After all, this is the funeral of a king, and we should give enough people to show respect."

The person opposite is sneering.

"Okay, then I will make the funeral of His Highness more grand, with flowers, mourning music and salutes all indispensable."

The shadow put on the mask and hung up the phone. He jumped down from the eight-story turret and rolled on the spot as lightly as a cheetah, releasing a force that could break the bones of an ordinary person.


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