Angers watched the changes in the Seven Deadly Sins with great interest. He was supposed to stay with the Laurent family in France today, chatting with the frightened Elizabeth Laurent and making the little girl happy.
But obviously, people will always grow up. Elizabeth showed a decisiveness similar to that of her father during this attack, which made Angers realize that the once fragile little girl no longer needed his comfort.
So he took a plane back to Kassel Academy, poured himself a glass of whiskey like a wounded prodigal, and smoked a cigar in the office to admire the newly planted corals and anemones in the aquarium.
In Ander's words, this is called pretending to have nothing to do.
However, compared to watching the changes of coral under the light, it is obviously more reliable to watch the deforming weapons forged by the Dragon King. There is a child in every man's heart, and children generally like things that can deform.
Now, the three old children in the principal's office are looking at the seven deadly sins that have changed their shape. The seven swords are attracted to the inside of the sword gate by a strange force. They are constantly vibrating in the sword gate, like one, no, seven swords.
A heart that keeps beating.
"It's quite interesting." Ender put his hand on the largest sword, "But it doesn't seem to have changed much."
As he spoke, he grasped the largest sword that could be used to kill a horse. The mighty power of the dragon surged out of his arm. The sword, which was famous for its rage, did not move at all. When Ender saw this, he increased his strength.
The box containing the Seven Deadly Sins was trembling slightly. Angers and Nicholas looked at each other, and immediately saw Ander lifting the box together, but Fury was still stuck in the knife gate, motionless.
"Is there any mistake?" Ender waved the seven deadly sins in his hand. After picking up the box together with it, the thing looked like an ugly hammer: "Is this okay?"
"I think they should be pulled out one by one from childhood to adulthood," Nicholas analyzed: "Maybe Norton has obsessive-compulsive disorder and must complete them in a certain order."
boom……
Ender threw down the seven deadly sins, made a dent in the expensive carpet in the principal's room, clapped his hands and complained: "I'm going to ask Ronald in two days if there was something missing in Norton's mind back then.
How can you fight those pseudo-dragons with a small dagger like this?"
The smallest of the Seven Deadly Sins, the length of the rib called Lust is only about forty centimeters. For a dragon in dragon form, it is almost the same as a nail clipper. Ender had a hard time imagining how Norton used this set of weapons.
"No, maybe we thought wrong from the beginning," Angers looked at this set of weapons forged by the Dragon King himself and deduced: "The battle between the Dragon Kings may not be two dragons with four legs and two wings biting each other, but a bigger one.
It could be two humanoid monsters fighting in the air."
Ender nodded. The Seven Deadly Sins were obviously not meant for the body of a dragon. Regardless of the shape or size of the weapon, such weapons were destined to only be used by creatures with similar structures to humans.
"The guys in the Department of History are going to have a headache. I wonder if any of the students who are about to graduate are engaged in research in this field." Ander smiled. If Angers's guess is correct, I'm afraid the textbooks at Cassel College will have to be rewritten.
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Angers and Ander were still chatting away, and the topic had changed from graduating seniors to freshmen. When they heard a clanging sound next to them, Nicholas couldn't hold it anymore and turned the shortest
The handle of lust was pulled out.
"It seems that my guess is correct. This thing needs to be pulled out gradually from small to large." Nicholas raised his eyebrows at Ander and Angers, showing the ribs in his hands: "I feel like this thing is vibrating, making me
Thinking of something weird."
Looking at the lewd smile on Nicholas's face, it was obvious that this ruthless prodigal was thinking of some kind of cylindrical bedding. Ender took out a stack of documents from Angers' bookcase and threw it at him angrily.
"Ah da!"
Nicholas let out Bruce Lee's signature roar, and the ribs in his hand drew a silver arc, like a hot knife cutting through butter, and the document split into two in the air and turned into pieces of paper flying in the sky.
"He cut the object open by using vibrations." Nicholas rubbed his chin and pointed the knife at his beard. In the end, he did not dare to take action: "This is simply a weapon from science fiction novels."
"Actually, this is a weapon in science fiction. There was a cartoon called EVA in the island country more than ten years ago, and there was a similar thing in it, called a high-frequency knife." Ander complained.
"I've heard about that thing, driving a big robot to fight monsters and so on. That kid Fingel seems to like that kind of thing very much." The vice principal put the sword back into the scabbard and began to try to pull out other swords from big to small.
The sword has dual logos in dragon script and Hebrew. From lust to rage, the seven deadly sins of Catholicism are engraved on the sword.
"When did you say this thing was made?" Ander watched Nicholas draw his sword next to him with his beer belly, and began to wander around Angers' office.
"The concept of the seven deadly sins comes from the Book of Galatians in the Bible, which was written around AD 50," Angers spread his hands: "At that time, Norton's Bronze City should have sunk into the river."
"Then it seems that Norton is still a great prophet, seeing what will happen decades after he transformed into a cocoon." Ender spread his hands, took out Angers' collection of sherry and drank a glass, and then frowned.
The stuff tasted weird, with a salty taste that Ender couldn't get used to after drinking it for so many years.
"Ah! Well! Hmm!"
Nicholas, who had a beer belly, screamed like a poor man who had been constipated for ten days, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull out the largest sword. Immediately, the sword made a soft sound and flicked Nicholas away, and the knife on his stomach was thrown away.
The fat is swaying on Angers' desk.
"I'm old. If I were fifty years younger, I would definitely be able to pull it out." Nicholas said unconvinced, but Ander knew that he was not lying. Even though Nicholas always looked carefree, he
In fact, it is the hybrid with the highest bloodline in the academy, and its bloodline is even as strong as the first generation.
Angers inserted the knife back into the knife gate, flicking his fingers, as if he was already eager to try, but sometimes things are never as simple as he thought. Angers only pulled out the fifth Taotie, and could no longer get the rest.
Pull it out.
"This thing seems to be related to the blood level. Nicholas can pull out seven, Angers, you have my blood, so it is five, and if my guess is correct..."
Ender stretched out his hand, grasped the smallest handle of lust, and then, under Angers' unsuspecting gaze, he lifted up the Seven Deadly Sins together with the box.
"It seems like he doesn't quite recognize my bloodline." Ender shrugged and put down the Seven Deadly Sins: "But I have some ideas for dealing with this kind of thing."
With that said, Ender took an activation item for the box of the Seven Deadly Sins. In the test just now, he had discovered that the living spirits of the Seven Deadly Sins were not on the sword, but in the sword gate.
Immediately, the knife gate came to life, and a somewhat leisurely voice sounded in the principal's office: "Oh, Mo Zi, I won't even bother to wake up."