"Have the actors arrived at the designated location? Are they ready?"
A transparent cat bug is standing on Audrey's shoulder and giving instructions.
"It's ready."
Audrey held a classical quill pen and wrote on the paper.
[Under the leadership of Sherlock Moriarty, the three of Lu Mingfei arrived at the back of the building, which was an abandoned construction site. 】
"Are all the Kamamaitachis here too?"
Maomao Chong asked in his communication channel.
Under the broken steel and concrete, weasels sat quietly in a row, waiting.
It's said to be a sickle, but it actually doesn't look much like it. Instead, it looks more like a strange bird with a human head.
In fact, these birds were collected from Old Tang's Nibelungs. Old Tang didn't care about these birds at all, and he could do whatever he wanted with the idiot brother.
After all, the Nibelungs of Jörmungandr are not yet open to them, so it would be impolite to break in without permission to catch the weasels.
But Kamaitachi is a necessary tool.
Fortunately, Old Tang kindly provided his dependents, otherwise some poor god would have caught Deadpool.
It doesn't matter if you look nothing like him except for being ugly. After all, as long as you become a marionette, you can adjust your appearance, so it won't be a big problem.
Hmm... not a big problem...
Old Tang was also hiding somewhere in the abandoned building, watching the shadow slowly squirming, growing small flesh-colored tentacles, melting like wax, and finally forming a new image.
Old Tang hesitated to speak...
It was too challenging for his mental resistance!
This scene is so creepy that it makes my scalp numb!
He doesn't want his dragonborn at all now, they are all given to Brother Fool!
When will Brother Fool consider my feelings?
Old Tang's heart is filled with tears, the cat's head.
His mental resistance is really not that strong. How about not having a living person in front of him every time he changes?
His little heart couldn't bear it...
But when he looked at Lu Mingfei, who was being deceived by one of the idiot brothers, he found some comfort in his heart.
Anyway, everyone is miserable, so it’s okay.
Old Tang sighed again, holding one of the seven deadly sins, rage, in his hand.
The script he got from Brother Fool is not an actor, he is just an NPC that provides weapons, which is equivalent to the old man who delivers equipment at the beginning of the game...
But just in case, he still needs to be ready to play.
If Lu Mingfei and the others are unable to deal with Fenrir or Jormungandr, then he will appear there heroically with "Rage" and chop off the Dragon King's head in a cool manner...
Thinking of this, Old Tang couldn't help but shrink his neck and felt like crying.
Why let him, a dragon king, slay the dragon?
Isn't this funny?
Now he just hopes that Lu Mingfei won't let things slip, otherwise he will have to take action himself.
…
"Will the Dragon King be hiding in the abandoned building here?"
Lu Mingfei asked with some confusion.
"This was an air-raid shelter back then." Detective Moriarty replied thoughtfully, "It's just been abandoned in recent years. There is still a very deep space underground. It is said to be dozens of meters deep."
"Deeper than the depth of a subway station. As the king who controls the earth and mountains, he should indeed be sleeping here."
Detective Moriarty's attitude was very gentle and he basically answered all questions. Coupled with that inexplicable sense of familiarity, Lu Mingfei had a very good impression of this man.
"It is said that this place was destroyed by an earthquake back then."
Moriarty pointed to the ruins on the side: "Later, people wanted to rebuild here, but many strange things happened. For example, an entire construction team disappeared inexplicably, and there were cries in the middle of the night.
."
"Sounds a bit like a horror story." Lu Mingfei rubbed the goosebumps on his body and made jokes subconsciously as a habit.
At this time, he was completely unaware that he and Sherlock Moriarty were very familiar with each other.
Even Fingel noticed something was wrong.
Fingel quietly poked Chu Zihang and whispered, "Has Lu Mingfei ever been so familiar with him before?"
Chu Zihang did not answer his question.
He is now completely immersed in his own world.
There is an old musty smell permeating the place, and since it is located underground, the air is sticky and full of moisture...
A faint mist filled the air, seeming to distort the entire space...
Before his eyes, he seemed to see that rainy night again.
On July 4, 2004, Typhoon Dandelion, an unknown accident, the picture is of a scarred Maybach car in the mud, the front windshield was shattered, and the body seemed to be burned by sulfuric acid.
That was news back then.
Chu Zihang had many reasons for asking to participate in this operation. Some of them were related to the Secret Church, but there was also another reason that he buried deep in his heart, which only belonged to him and his gods.
In this series of events, in the strange and unpredictable evolution, he seemed to see the foggy night again and smell the man's scent again.
The moment Maybach appeared in the rain again, he knew that that mysterious rainy night had returned. In fact, he had never left that rainy night for so many years.
There is no escape, the prison of the heavy rain.
And the gray fog that filled the sky.
Every time he dreamed, he could see that person, and he could hear that person talking to him in a language he couldn't understand.
He couldn't understand, but he still couldn't help but listen carefully to the person's words until his ears bled and his mind became confused.
But in the end, you will always gain something more or less.
It wasn't until later that he learned from Teacher Techel's complaints that this kind of behavior is called listening. Fortunately, the person you are listening to is still normal, otherwise you will go crazy sooner or later...
He was also very afraid of the mysterious existence shrouded in gray mist. He once wanted to run away, but found in despair that he could not run away...
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He can't escape either.
Only if the other party also knows that rainy night, and only if he finds that rainy night and finds out everything hidden behind that incident, can he truly know the life and death of that man. This is too important to him.
After that rainy night, a small dark red mark appeared on his body, like a birthmark. He was sure that he did not have this birthmark when he was a child. This birthmark slowly emerged from the skin after that rainy night. It was not painful or itchy.
Like a half-dead tree.
The half-dead World Tree is the school emblem of Kassel College. It was through this mark that Chu Zihang found Kassel College. He was the first student to take the initiative to find Kassel College in many years.
In fact, he himself didn't have much sense of belonging to Kassel College. It was just a harbor that tolerated loneliness.
Although he can be allowed to rest temporarily, in the end, all ships must set sail.
This is also the reason why he did not reject the Mysterious Church. Although the relationship between Cassel College and the Mysterious Church is very stiff, it has nothing to do with him.
Kassel Academy can teach him knowledge, and the Mysterious Church can provide him with more powerful power and a wider platform.
but……
In the end, he had only one purpose in joining Kassel Academy, he wanted to find that man.
It was precisely because of his agreement that he also chose to join the Secret Church.
God can grant his wishes.
Chu Zihang subconsciously wanted to make a gesture of praying to Mr. Fool, but he held back.
In the current situation, it is better not to expose yourself.
In Kassel Academy, he obtained and restored the "explosion of blood" technique, but this technique had terrible side effects.
The "Blood Explosion" skill cannot be turned off automatically, just like his golden eyes that cannot be extinguished.
This kind of blood is like a devil. When you become familiar with its power, it will invade your body. Even if you don't actively activate it, it will make you involuntarily excited.
It is poison and the fruit of wisdom at the same time, and those who have understood its charm will not be able to resist it. Chu Zihang finally understood why the author of "Parchment Scrolls" horrifiedly called this technology "the devil's apocalypse".
Until he meets his god, he can only watch his own destruction step by step.
In a certain sense, his current life belongs to the god he believes in.
Chu Zihang took a deep breath.
Reminding myself that this is not that rainy night, because there is no pervasive gray fog.
No Maybach…
There is no Mr. Fool, no Lord.
All this is false.
Then, he quickly pulled out his Murasame and put it on Detective Moriarty's neck, shocking the two people around him.
"What's going on?" Fingel asked in surprise.
"Look around." Chu Zihang said in a cold tone, "This guy brought us here on purpose."
I don't know when, the abandoned underground air raid shelter has disappeared, replaced by a very simple and solemn corridor. The curved top is as solemn as a church doorway, and is made of bronze rocks. These stones look ancient and...
Beautiful, with intricate natural textures on the surface.
Like a passage leading to a mysterious time and space.
"Here is..." Fingel's mouth almost opened like an egg, and his eyes almost popped out.
"Nibelungen!" Chu Zihang spat out a word.
Nibelungen?!
Lu Mingfei was also stunned.
Although his grades in practical classes were a bit poor, it does not mean that he is a scumbag.
With the help (pressure) and coercion (force) of a certain angelic lady, he can get scholarships for almost all courses.
He is especially familiar with the history of the Dragon Clan.
Because he always felt as if he had seen it somewhere before.
Nibelungen is also known as the country of the dead.
A professor once proposed that the real kingdom of the dragons is not in this world, nor does it exist in a normal dimension. It is located in a strange dimension called Nibelung, a territory of its own built using alchemy.
Now this guess has been confirmed.
But now Lu Mingfei is not in the mood to witness the truth.
He just looked at Chu Zihang a little anxiously, watching Chu Zihang put the knife directly on Sherlock Moriarty's neck.
He didn't know why he was so kind and familiar with this stranger, but now he saw Chu Zihang holding a knife on Sherlock's body, and he was actually very nervous.
Obviously they only met today, and he knew clearly that Chu Zihang would not kill anyone, but he was still worried about the stranger.
Sherlock Moriarty, who had been silent for a long time and was slapped in the neck by Murasame, finally spoke. He raised his eyebrows innocently:
"I just brought you here to find the Dragon King."
"Don't be ridiculous, you can't come to the Nibelungen without the Dragon King's mark." Chu Zihang said coldly.
He didn't know much about these things before. His teacher, Maomao Chong, told him. He didn't know how the teacher got this secret information.
"Yeah?"
Sherlock Moriarty sighed and glared at Chu Zihang with some resentment.
Were all the messy things he taught Chu Zihang used against him?
but……
It's time for him to end now.
"Guess what," Sherlock Moriarty said slowly, "the young dragon slayers..."
"Let me remind you in advance, there is no reward for guessing correctly."