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The first thousand one hundred and eighty-ninth chapters are the principal

The professor, who was stared at by the black dragon's pair of golden eyes full of thunder and fire, asked his colleagues with a stiff smile. He could already feel the extremely heavy oppression permeating the air.

"I don't know about other people, but I didn't cultivate this kind of dragon-blooded creature."

A professor with a Mediterranean hairstyle who looked excited just now replied with the same expression.

"I said, two professors, can you stop deceiving yourself? How can this feeling be that of a creature with dragon blood!"

Behind the two professors, a student who appeared to be young looked at the giant black dragon in front of him who had turned around and was looking at them with interest, with an expression on his face that looked like he was about to cry.

Although he knew that the research project he was engaged in was very dangerous, he never thought that one day he would actually face a real dragon.

This is not something that a researcher with no fighting skills like him should deal with. So, the intern with a strong desire to survive looked at the two professors in front of him and said,

"Professor, have you confirmed what this is? Come up with a solution quickly, otherwise we will be doomed."

"Why are you panicking?" A professor with a bright head and a bright tile said in a very calm tone, "Stand still, don't make any provocative behavior, don't make any move to escape, just maintain your current posture and look at him

That’s it.”

"What's the use of this?" The young man who had already regretted his choice to come here as an intern turned pale. Because of the dragon's blood, he also had some fighting power, but he felt that his little fighting power was not enough for this unknown reason.

As far as the black dragon is concerned, it makes no difference whether it is present or not.

"It allows us to die with more dignity, and our names may have a chance to appear in textbooks in the future."

"But, professor, if it appears in the textbook in this way, it is a negative case no matter how you think about it."

"As long as you have a name, don't be dissatisfied. Do you know that the vast majority of human beings in the world are not qualified to have their names printed on books?"

"I said, you two, is this the time to talk about this? There is a dragon in front of us."

"I know, I saw it, you don't need to remind me."

"Then you two, master and apprentice, are still discussing about naming textbooks?"

"Otherwise, what else can we do now except wait for death? This is a dragon."

"Find a way to save yourself."

"Stop talking nonsense, look at the eyes of this dragon. Obviously, he can understand everything we say, and his wisdom is no less than ours."

"Not less than, but more than all the wisdom of the three of you combined."

Seeing the reactions of the three dragonborns when they suddenly encountered him, Muria, who had listened to them chatting for a while, spoke, her voice thick and majestic, and the air vibrated and became hot.

"Speak...speak." Hearing Muria's words, the young man behind was so frightened that he sat on the ground, raised his hand, and pointed at the black dragon walking towards them with a pale face.

"What a fuss. You have been following me for so long. Don't you understand? Dragons are a more intelligent species than us humans. It is normal for them to speak."

Professor Mediterranean was very dissatisfied when he saw his students' poor performance.

"But..." The intern wanted to argue. Although the book said so, in fact he had never seen an example. After all, most of the people they came into contact with were dragon-blooded creatures, not real pure-blooded dragons.

"Having said that, Your Excellency, you seem to be very special. According to our research, all dragons regard us humans as inferior creatures and do not bother to communicate with us at all. And you..."

"Me?" Muria smiled, "I just think you are very interesting."

"Then what are you planning to do here..."

"Don't worry, I just came in casually to take a look. I'm leaving now." Muria was not nervous at all after being discovered.

Even though he had discovered that dozens of murderous dragon slayers wearing special exoskeleton armor were rushing towards this research institute hidden hundreds of meters underground.

He was not surprised that humans reacted like this. After all, although this was an academy that trained dragon slayers, it was also a fortress that could resist dragon attacks at critical moments.

Under the stunned gazes of the three humans, two old and one young, to them, Muria's huge dragon body suddenly disintegrated into wind and spread in all directions.

The next second after Muria disappeared, the sound of neat and heavy steps was heard, and then one by one, fully armed dragon slayers appeared, holding firearms with astonishingly large calibers.

"You are too late!" Professor Mediterranean sighed when he saw this armed force stationed in the college.

"Professor, what happened? Why did you issue the highest warning?" When the nervous-looking defense troops appeared in this extremely high-standard research institute, they did not find the dragon-blooded creatures that they expected to go berserk. Instead, they saw three

The researcher looked pale and seemed frightened by something.

"Because a dragon just appeared in front of us, do you understand?" Professor Mediterranean stared at the commander of the security forces in front of him expressionlessly, "I don't need to say more about what this means."

"This is impossible." The college security captain retorted subconsciously.

"Do you think we will come here out of boredom to play tricks on you?" the professor, who had just recovered from the fear of facing pure-blooded dragons, asked,

"Forget it, I don't need to say anything more to you. I'll just tell the principal directly."

After finishing speaking, the frightened professor dialed the number of the most powerful guy in the college.

"Hey, Sanchez, what's the matter? If you want to talk about research funding, then I think you can hang up. There won't be any more research funding this year."

"You old bastard, I'm not looking for you because of funding, but because of a very important emergency."

"What emergency?" The voice on the other end of the communicator also became serious.

"A dragon sneaked into the academy and appeared in front of me just now. It treated Stuart and me as fools."

"..." There was silence on the other end for a long time, and then it happened again, "I remember that this year's April Fool's Day has passed."

"I'm not kidding you, I was ready to die in the line of duty just now."

"Well, just wait for me for three hours and I'll go back to school right away."

"You bastard, as the principal, if you don't stay in the college, where did you go?"

"Who told you that you have to be in school to be a principal? I also have the right to civil liberties." At this moment, a woman's soft voice sounded inappropriately on the other side of the phone, as if she was coquettish.

"You, an old guy who's half dead, are still trying to pick up girls?" Hearing this voice, Professor Sanchez of the Mediterranean trembled with anger.

"Don't talk nonsense. How can an old guy like me have such thoughts now? It was this little girl who took the initiative to come to me." There was a proud laugh on the other end of the phone.



three hours later

An angry voice sounded in the empty underground square, "Can you tell me how all this happened? Why did a dragon sneak into the academy without anyone noticing? Is the academy's defense system just a decoration?

He actually allowed a dragon to sneak in without hesitation."

"Ahem, George, calm down."

Seeing the furious look of the old man in front of him, who had gray hair but was as strong as the strongest young man, Professor Sanchez suppressed the unnecessary gloating in his heart and comforted him.

"There is nothing we can do about this happening. No one wants it to happen. It can only be said to be an accident."

"You told me it was an accident?"

The old man squatting on the ground, holding a handful of gray-white sawdust in his hand, turned his head, the anger on his face undisguised. He knew how rude he was at this time, but he did not want to suppress his emotions because the loss this time was really too great.

Already.

"A dragon sneaked into the academy created for dragon slaying without anyone noticing, broke into the treasure house with the largest collection of treasures, and plundered all the most precious treasures, or rather ate them.

Clean and tidy.

Do you know how many people will laugh at this matter if it spreads? Our college will become the laughing stock of those feudal families. And this is only a loss of reputation. Do you know how heavy our actual losses are?"

"I don't know," Sanchez, who came with him to watch the excitement, shook his head without hesitation, "Only you, as the principal, have the authority to know what is stored here."

"Do you know what this is?" Principal George held out the sawdust in his hand to the professor's eyes.

"What?"

"The branches of the legendary tree of life, but now all the remaining power on them has been drained by the dragon. This sacred object passed down from ancient times has been completely reduced to rubbish."

"The thing you are talking about seems to only exist in fairy tales. There is no way to authenticate it. In the final analysis, it is just a dead tree with special powers. Don't be too sad."

"What about the dragon skeleton? The symbols and trophies that my comrades and I desperately tried to prevent the King of Fire from resurrecting seventy years ago are gone now. Based on the analysis of the traces left at the scene, this dragon that sneaked into the academy is very likely

Eighty-nine times, the dragon carcasses were also swallowed.”

"If you swallow that thing, just swallow it. We humans have no way to use it anyway, it's just a decoration." The professor continued to comfort.

"Just because we can't use it now doesn't mean we won't be able to use it in the future. Moreover, this dragon is provoking us."

The white-haired old man came to the entrance of the lower square, where the bronze gate was originally located. There were some broken black scales scattered here.


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