The young man with loose blond hair hanging down to his shoulders, making him look like an angry lion, looked at the white-haired old man in front of him in surprise.
"To be precise, it is the existence disguised as Owen today, not the Owen who was a human before."
"That's it, then what do you want me to do? Didn't you already put that guy in charge of hunting dragons? I'm only responsible for hunting alien creatures now."
The student council president sank lazily on the sofa. Even though the person sitting in front of him was the most powerful person in the entire college, he had no intention of changing his posture.
"But he's not here! The only person in the academy who can handle this matter properly now is you."
"So principal, you came to me to be his substitute?"
"Caesar, as the president of the student union, is this your focus? Don't you realize how serious the situation is? An ancient dragon has sneaked into the college and has no fear of exposing its whereabouts."
"I know, isn't it just that this dragon swallowed up your collection, and left its own traces unscrupulously, provoking Cassel College in disguise, making you feel offended? So you want to give this dragon enough
Lessons.”
"You should also be careful when you speak. You are also a member of Cassel College." George rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little headache, "You are also within the scope of being provoked."
"Okay, so what's your solution?"
"This dragon is a very tricky existence. He has the ability to turn his body into invisible wind. Therefore, if you want to kill him, you must fight head-on before he reacts. We cannot hurt him."
"What use do you have for me with this kind of ghostly ability?" Caesar's face showed surprise.
"This is a bullet handmade from the Philosopher's Stone. You have used it once." Ignoring Caesar's implicit rejection, George took out a black gold-inlaid square box from his clothes, pushed it in front of Caesar, and then put it in front of Caesar.
It was opened, and a bullet that seemed to be carved from ruby was embedded in the soft velvet.
"As long as you can put this bullet into the dragon's head while the dragon is not paying attention, there is a great possibility of directly killing the dragon's soul."
"Don't come to me for things where you will die if you make the slightest mistake. I have a lot of time to enjoy billions of dollars in wealth. I am young. If you always ask me to do such things, your conscience will not
Does it hurt?"
Glancing at the bullets on the table that could drive countless dragon slayers crazy, Caesar was too lazy to move. He knew the risks involved in using this bullet.
Being able to get those old guys to take out something like this from the bottom of the box is enough to show how terrifying the dragon that needs to be dealt with this time is. This is a magical item that can be used against the Dragon King.
"If you, a young man like you, don't do it, are you going to let me, an old man, do it? Doesn't your conscience hurt?" George scolded with a smile.
"No, it's good for an old guy like you who has only a few years left to live to burn yourself, release the last afterglow, and reduce risks for us young people."
"Listen, is this what a person should say?"
"In terms of blood, I am not purely human. I should be considered a dragonborn."
"If you recognize the Dragonborn's identity, then I should consider putting this bullet into your brain."
"Just kidding, of course I am human, but my bloodline is not pure."
"So will you accept this mission? Do you really want an old guy like me to take it?"
"Go on, you can't find a more suitable dragon slayer than me in the whole world." The young man like an angry lion smiled wantonly and arrogantly.
"All the teachers and students in the school will cooperate with your action." Seeing that the young man was finally convinced by him, the white-haired principal showed a satisfied smile on his face.
After the principal left, the blond young man who was sinking into the sofa squinted his eyes, swept away his previous lazy aura, and became extremely sharp.
"Lu Tianming, the strongest genius in the academy, has been recognized by the principal, and now a dragon has also recognized it. It seems that I am blind. But what is so outstanding about that guy? Does playing games also count?"
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"Have you discovered this? The reaction speed is still a little slow, but it's not bad."
Muria, who was walking in Kassel College like a young Owen, could detect dozens of eyes observing him secretly, which could be called an all-round surveillance.
His physical mental power scanned the entire campus and he could not find anyone with similar treatment to him. From this, it can be concluded that his identity should have been exposed.
However, the human side does not seem to intend to take the initiative to expose him, and is still maintaining a superficial calm. At least when he is walking on the forest path of the college, the students around him cannot see any difference from usual.
Of course, everyone knows with their feet that the current peace is only temporary. The academy, which was founded with the ultimate goal of slaying dragons, cannot tolerate a dragon disguised as a human and living a arrogant life in it.
"Huh?" When Muria was sitting in the library, reading quietly as usual, he saw the black-haired boy sitting opposite him with a look of embarrassment on his face.
"Mr. Owen, I..." The young man spoke hesitantly, wanting to say something, but in the end, before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by a thunderous voice,
Bang!
The silver-white light passed through the air, shattering the glass of the library, passing through the stacks of bookshelves, and the ripples set off by the huge kinetic energy shattered the books, but this was just the aftermath. The bullet finally penetrated Murray
Ya's eyebrows.
clang!
Like a morning bell, like a dusk drum, the alchemy bullet specifically aimed at dragons hit the center of the smiling blond boy's forehead, then twisted and turned into a metal lump, falling to the ground with heat, and emitted
Crisp sound.
"This..." The young man sitting opposite Muria saw such a horrifying scene, his face turned pale instantly, and he used his head to directly connect the sniper alchemy bullet aimed at dragons. No matter how you think about it, it is impossible for humans to do it.
.
So, while Lu Tianming looked panicked, he also made up his mind. He reached into his arms, took out a pistol, pointed it at Muria's surprised eyes, and pulled the trigger.
Bang!
The scarlet bullet left a faint red mark in the air, hitting the spot where the silver alchemy bullet hit, and then sank directly into the head of the gentle blond boy.
"You..." The boy's smile froze on his face, and the gentle smile turned into helplessness, "You are such a traitor."
After saying that, the black dragon with Owen's face fell on his back and fell to the ground. The moment he fell, the students who were still reading quietly in the library took out various weapons from their bodies with murderous intent.
Portable firearms and swords surrounded the place where Muria fell.
Some of the students holding firearms pulled the triggers of their firearms when they came over and started to hit the target crazily to prevent Muria from dying.
Lu Tianming, who had scored the first kill, stared at the scene in front of him dumbfounded. The library, which was basically peaceful and peaceful, instantly turned into a murderous battlefield. The transitions in the middle made it almost impossible to react.
"What the hell is this? Why is your dead body so exaggerated?" After the student emptied the gun in his hand, he couldn't restrain his surprise and shouted.
Because all his bullets hit this giant dragon disguised as a human being, none of them went in. They were all twisted into metal lumps by their own kinetic energy, and the bullets fell to the ground. He was not the only one in this situation.
, almost all the students who shot at the dragon were like this.
"Everyone spread out, don't get close." A warning sounded from outside the library, followed by heavy steps. One after another, soldiers wearing huge exoskeleton armor broke through the windows and broke into the library.
"Hmm!" A slightly lazy moan sounded, and then in the presence of everyone's expressions as if they had seen a ghost, the supposedly dead blond boy yawned, stretched, sat up from the ground, and then looked around,
"Don't be nervous. Although you treat me in such an excessive way, I am not a cruel and murderous dragon."
"Who on earth are you? The Philosopher's Stone has clearly been punched into your brain just now, why can you still stand up? It's obvious that even the Dragon King cannot bear this kind of damage."
An extremely surprised voice sounded, as if he could not understand the situation in front of him. Under Muria's gaze, an old man with gray hair but still tall and tall appeared.
"Good day, Mr. Principal." Mulia looked at the old man who appeared very frequently on the college's intranet, smiled and said hello,
"That bullet just now should be your trump card. You actually dare to appear in front of me when it doesn't work. I have to praise your courage."
"I am the oldest living dragon slayer in mankind. If I don't even have the courage to stand in front of you, it would be too sad."
The principal looked at the young man who still had a bullet hole between his eyebrows, and his emotions could not be calmed down. "Your Excellency Gu Long, can you answer my question?"
"The Philosopher's Stone you are talking about must be the thing that got into my brain!"
The scarlet bullet full of cracks fell out of the bullet hole between the young man's eyebrows, and then he caught it in his hand, holding it above his head and looking at it.
"Its power is indeed good, but you said that the damage caused by this thing is something that the Dragon King cannot bear. That is nonsense. The real Dragon King is not as fragile as you think."
"So, are you the Dragon King?"
"Of course," the blond boy nodded, but further explained, "It's not what you think."