Chapter 143: The Kings Funeral (Epilogue, 2, Pseudo)
A grand and dazzling red flame bloomed in the dark sky, and the fire was so vast and intense that all the students of Kassel College could easily see it if they raised their heads.
A carp stood up, and Fingel, wearing a black cotton goggle, stood up.
"Oh oh oh, it's on fire, it's on fire."
The tall and powerful German man lifted a corner of his blindfold, glanced sideways out of the window, and immediately jumped to his feet.
The piercing sirens and the successive explosions of rockets did not wake him up from his sleep before, but now he was awakened by the red dragon's mouthful of hot dragon flames, which was so powerful that he could see it from the side.
He stuck his head out and looked at the sky. The crimson red color like magma was meandering and flowing to form special lines. The scarlet color was spreading towards the darkness, as if it was going to dye the entire top of the academy into blood.
The color is dyed into the color of hell in the apocalypse.
Just like the hot lava surging at the bottom of a volcano, it is turned upside down and may pour down at any time. It is thick and oppressive. Students and professors can clearly feel that the temperature around them is rising dramatically.
A ray of bright golden light shot out from mid-air, followed by ten, a hundred, a thousand, and thousands of rays.
A sword that is a mixture of metal and flame is full of resistance against the darkness of death, giving people endless hope and light.
This is a very interesting phenomenon. Such a dazzling sword has the name of killing one's life.
But if you think about it carefully, people say that good and bad fortunes depend on each other, and life is toward death. There may not necessarily be any difference between life and death. Different paths lead to the same destination.
The high-temperature flames burned part of Li Longyuan's robe, but it was cut off by Fengliu in time. The young man didn't care, and still slashed the red dragon's head with the sword.
For a time, flames, swords, dragons and boys became the main tone of this picture.
In a certain teaching building, a girl wearing a beret is sitting calmly by the window, painting with a paintbrush, continuously outlining the blackness and flames of the sky, and the scales of the red dragon are clearly visible. As for the handsome young man in the air, the red
His upper body was covered with golden eyes, and he was raising the sword above his head with both hands, and the sword was now radiant with light.
"Could it be you?"
The girl was painting and mumbling to herself. There was no trace of panic on her face due to the red dragon's invasion.
"ah!"
"Roar!"
One person and one dragon now recognized their opponent, and unleashed their full strength. The boy on the high place lowered his sword with all his strength, and the red dragon gritted his teeth and hit upwards.
The ancient sword with a sudden golden glow fell against the scorching flames emitted from the red dragon's breath, and the pale gold dragon pattern swam in the flames, as if it was being roasted and baptized.
The sword blades got closer and closer in the high temperature environment. Every minute and every second, Li Longyuan's body was bearing this temperature.
Finally, the frost-white sword struck the red dragon's forehead, which was covered with scales and cornea, and hot red blood dripped down. This was the most serious injury it had suffered since its birth.
With only a slight chance, this sword can reach its nerve center and cut off half of its head.
"Ouch!"
The red dragon's head suddenly raised, and his eyes showed fear. This humble ant could actually kill it.
Then, the furious red dragon swung its long tail, and the huge red tail struck head-on at the young man who had exhausted all his new strength but still had no remaining strength. The blow was more powerful than the trebuchet used in ancient sieges.
The thrown boulders are even more shocking.
In an instant, Li Yongyuan hit the ground like a falling meteor, and rolled several times on the lawn before he stopped.
"Ahem!"
The young man opened his mouth and spat out bright red blood. His internal organs were chaotic and anxious. If the ultra-dense keel state had not locked his fragile organs, the heavy tail could even crush the bones and heart of his body.
The ferocious tail suddenly swept away Li Longyuan, but the red dragon did not show the proud and arrogant dragon posture. It felt the life force passing by bit by bit, and the source of the gathering was the black sheath inserted directly on its head.
Ancient sword.
Get rid of life, get rid of life, the power of this sword move is actually extended on the blade!
Tai'a continued to absorb its blood energy and destroy its body organs until the red dragon turned into a cold dragon corpse.
"Roar~"
The red dragon vigorously waved its broad membrane wings and flew randomly over the academy.
Its life lasts for thousands of years, and it has long since smoothed out all its emotions by experiencing the loneliness of time, but it actually feels real fear again after a thousand years, as if it is really going to die today.
In the scope, the gray-haired old man keenly captured this opportunity. He knew that if he waited any longer, this next-generation species would fall into hysterical madness, and the loss to the college would be immeasurable.
The old man's face was cracked like tree bark and aged like a lion. His eyes began to flow with a faint golden color, like stars. But his eyes were cold at the moment, carrying memories and thoughts, as well as the flame of revenge.
The fire of vengeance that is bound to destroy everything in front of it.
The Time Zero Realm unfolded silently. In Ange's field of vision, the roaring red dragon with vibrating membrane wings was hovering in the air. An ancient sword with blooming brilliance was inserted above its head. The dripping blood was flowing. It raised its head and roared, and finally stopped.
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The students watching the battle below, the employees running to put out the fire, the professors tremblingly walking out, and the medical staff helping to carry Li Yongyuan onto the stretcher all remained still in their original movements.
Only the steady heartbeat of Angers still echoed in this area. It must be said that this was an extremely terrifying voice.
He raised his crosshair and aimed clearly at the cracked cross between the red dragon's forehead, which was its unopened third eye and the lifeblood of the dragon.
In this space where everything was still, the lion-like old man silently pulled the trigger, and a slender dark red crystal bullet roared from the muzzle and was shot out with flames.
The Philosopher's Stone traced a straight trajectory in the air, and the alchemical warhead shone brightly. It was a logo condensed from pure spiritual elements.
Word Spirit·Time Zero Decline, things in Ange's field of vision began to move again. He calmly put away his sniper rifle and stood leaning on it again.
After all, there is only one Philosopher's Stone, and no matter what the outcome, he needs to bear it.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! In the distant sky, the red dragon, whose whole body was burning with clusters of flames, noticed the throbbing between life and death at the last moment. It turned its head suddenly, and the slender dark red crystal bullet fired from
The skull was shot into and exploded into pieces, and a cloud of scarlet blood spattered out again.
The red dragon flapped its membrane wings in pain. Two consecutive severe injuries almost made it so angry that it almost lost consciousness. How dare these human beings who were as humble as dust and as small as ants in ancient times dare to be so disrespectful to "gods".
It angrily spit out the mysterious and noble dragon text, and the surrounding environment also underwent wonderful changes.
"I...can...ruo...ye...ming!"
The red dragon flapped its wings and cut through the sky with its powerful body. The fragments of the ancient sword and the Philosopher's Stone above its head made its brain confused and unable to control its direction.
So the dragon's head hit a teaching building directly. Even the new reinforced concrete buildings could not withstand the collision of the red dragon. The tough and wide membrane wings were like blades, and the bones inside were as tough as iron. It cut off the upper building directly.
Houses and buildings collapsed with violent roars.
However, the red dragon is still spinning and flying in the air. At this moment, it is in a state of madness and is basically unstoppable and no one can stop it.
Chu Zihang and Caesar at the corner tower looked at each other tacitly, and pulled out their swords in unison.
At this moment, the red dragon was already flying towards their direction, its wings and tail tips were burning with blazing flames, and it was fanning the air extremely fast.
"boom!"
A round of high-temperature flames suddenly burst out, blocking the sight of the red dragon as it moved forward. The handsome young man with blond hair, holding Diklado, suddenly jumped up from the turret, and slashed down with an indomitable and ferocious momentum.
"idiot."
On the top of the mountain in the distance, a woman said softly.
Without Li Yongyuan's abnormal physical fitness, fighting hand-to-hand with the next generation species is tantamount to seeking death.
The black hunting knife cut off clusters of sparks on the red dragon's scales, but could no longer get inside. Caesar's determined eyes instantly turned into shock.
"How is it possible, so hard?"
The sword he slashed with all his strength could only barely break through the red dragon's own defense.
And once again, a black shadow fell from the turret, and the boy's figure appeared, swinging a slender Japanese sword in a sharp silver arc.
Chu Zihang chose the location very cleverly, it happened to be the place where the red dragon was scarred by the Philosopher's Stone.
The Demonic Sword lived up to its reputation, even if it was just an imitation of the handle, the slender blade with two fingers was gradually stained with red blood, and then the gurgling rainwater left behind, and mixed with the hot dragon's blood to emit a sizzling white mist.
The fierce power in the golden eyes of the red dragon surged. It just casually shook its head and flapped its wings, and knocked Chu Zihang, who was holding the sword in front of him, flying backwards. A clear cracking sound was heard, and several ribs were broken.
Caesar fell down into the flowerbed below.
"puff!"
The two of them each spit out a mouthful of blood and fell to the ground unconscious.
The ancient and majestic dragon vibrating membrane wings rotated into the sky, and mysterious and noble dragon inscriptions were constantly spit out from its mouth. High-temperature and blazing red flames slowly gathered in its throat.
That shot of the Philosopher's Stone intensified the effect of "elimination" on its body, completely destroying most of its body's functions. The red dragon was already on the verge of death.
As a born noble and a prince of dragons, it would not allow itself to die in the hands of these humble slaves.
"Xi...chen..."
"It's going to release the Yanling Zhulong, stop it quickly!"
Schneider just took a look in the control room, and his expression turned as calm as water. This was the first time his expression changed drastically.
The red dragon flew higher and higher, and soon reached a height of 100 meters. The ball of flames in its mouth became brighter and brighter, as if it was holding up a sun out of thin air.
Countless fire elements were gathering crazily in the environment, and things like sunspots interfered with the transmission of the entire signal communication. All high-definition screens at Kassel College turned into rustling snowflakes at this moment.
The dark night sky seemed to be dyed red with blood and was filled with the breath of fire. The students below looked pale and helplessly looked at the high-temperature flame ball that was constantly expanding and expanding.
When the red dragon falls with the ball of flames in its mouth, the entire Kassel College will be razed to the ground and turned into hundreds of miles of scorched earth.
"Hey, old man, listen, when you hear these words, maybe I am dead, but remember, I will always love you. I must admit one thing, the private money you hid on the corner of the study table was indeed
I stole it..."
One of the male students picked up the tape recorder and started talking sentence by sentence. His words, which he usually thought were pretentious, were now gushing out endlessly.
After recording his last words, he put the mobile phone into a square box, which was made of lead and heat-insulating materials that could withstand explosion radiation and high-temperature flames. Then he began to dig a hole on the spot to bury the square box.
The lovers hugged each other, and the high temperature brought by the flames made their skin redder and hotter, but they still hugged tightly until the candle dragon melted and destroyed them.
Professor Manstein of the Discipline Committee touched his shiny bald head and turned a blind eye to the students' slightly outrageous behavior for the first time.
Guderian was beside him.
"You said you were about to die, why am I not nervous at all?"
Manstein asked melancholy and doubtfully.
"Maybe you have a good father."
Guderian raised his head slightly and looked at the increasingly blazing flames, still not forgetting to tease him.
"Tell me how it can use the world-destroying level Word Spirit Candle Dragon, number 114 in the Periodic Table of Word Spirits."
The gray-haired old man asked again.
This is obviously an ability that only the King of Bronze and Fire has, but it doesn't look like the Dragon King.
"Don't you see that it is burning its own body, at the cost of both physical and mental destruction, completely losing the chance of immortality, just to invite us to die."
Manstein sneered.
I don't know if he is laughing at Chilong's indomitable will to fight, or he is lamenting that the next generation has been forced to such a point that he is willing to destroy them at the cost of death.
"Master!"
The little lolita in a black dress rushed over, hugged one of the young man's arms tightly and wouldn't let go, her pretty face was full of tears.
There was a slight smile on the young man's pale and handsome face, but there was still bloodshot eyes when he coughed slightly.
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Zhao Xi asked an innocent question, and the faces of the students around him all dimmed, and the blazing red light above their heads began to fall, like the sun setting in the west.
"Why, are you afraid?"
Li Yongyuan gently pressed his left hand on the girl's head, and then asked.
"Don't be afraid, the head of the family said, I will protect you behind me."
Zhao Xi's tears suddenly stopped. She raised her head slightly, looked at Li Longyuan who was close at hand, and said seriously.
The girl's eyes began to reveal a bright golden color. As she chanted in a low voice, a hurricane comparable to the eye of the Word Spirit and Wind King appeared, and a black vortex began to appear from behind her.
The surrounding students who were responsible for taking care of Li Longyuan pushed away in shock, and this fluctuation of words and spirits made them feel palpitations.
However, the girl's fair forearm was firmly grasped by the handsome young man lying on the stretcher. Zhao Xi turned around with tears in his eyes, only to see Li Longyuan's unquestionable firm eyes.
"I said, obey."
The still weak young man said these words softly, but he had the undeniable majesty of an emperor issuing a decree.
At this moment, fire fell from the sky, and the red dragon held the scorching sun in its mouth. It waved its broad membrane wings and swooped down. With the shocking impact of the falling meteorite and the high temperature of the sun's surface, it enveloped the entire Kassel College, and the dark sky was completely covered.
Covered in blazing red.
"It turns out that this is Zhulong!"
The surviving students raised their heads, and a cold girl sighed in a low voice in the crowd. When the red sun in the dragon's mouth completely sets, they will be instantly carbonized by the high temperature, and their bones will disappear.
"burial!"
Li Longyuan raised his left hand slightly, facing the blazing red flames that continued to expand in front of his eyes, and said coldly.