In the early morning, the vice-principal squatted on the sand in front of the Dragon's Nest. He didn't care how dirty the bloody sand next to him was. His eyes were bloodshot after a sleepless night. He scratched his messy hair a few times, but he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart.
.
The secret party's two highest combat powers both disappeared during the fight with the Dragon King, and there was no news about the previously scheduled teleportation point. With Norma's powerful computing power, the global surveillance system had a clear view, but Ender and Ender were still unable to be found.
Traces of Angers.
Now, the alchemy matrix of the entire academy was shattered in the previous battle, and the explosion spread from the ground to the teaching building above. Fortunately, the lunatic in the equipment department had to work hard, so the students were not surprised by the explosion.
The good guys from the Alchemy Department have all been sent out, and now some of them are practicing the Golden Formation underground. They are very experienced, and together with the School Engineering Department, they are gradually restoring the basic power supply and alchemy matrix of the college.
Nicholas sighed. The Chinese side was at a deadlock. Only then did Ander think about taking a risk. Now he didn't know how to explain to the other side.
Buzz…
The sound of electric current sounded quietly underfoot, and the shadow of a girl appeared in front of Nicholas: "Vice Principal, war mode has been activated. I have reviewed the surveillance videos around the world during this period and found no trace of the principal."
Nicholas raised his head, sighed and stood up. He turned around and saw the scene in the dragon's nest behind him. Fingel was busy inside, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.
In the dragon's nest, the walls were like butter blocks cut open by a sharp blade. The rectangular space extending from the treasure house to the main hall was lost in the magic. Through the cut wall, one could see that the inside was neatly divided into two.
knotted wire.
Fingel stood up, patted the dust on his body, turned around and walked over, took out a black card from his trouser pocket, and said to the projected girl: "EVA, seal the dragon's nest before Mr. Ander comes back.
Don’t even open it.”
"You don't need this permission," EVA smiled, and the figure floating in the air looked like swimming in the water: "This is what I should do."
Underground, the alchemy matrix that had just been repaired was slowly operating. A strong wind blew in the ecological zone above. The wind swept the gravel and danced wildly in this desolate world. Magic power began to gather around the dragon's nest through the passage designed by Ander.
stand up.
The scenery around the dragon's nest gradually faded, and the dragon's nest disappeared in a gust of wind, leaving only the vice principal and Fingel standing on a desert path, surrounded by an empty space.
"What are you going to do?" Nicholas
"Do you think the principal is dead?" Fingel asked back. The wind blew his hair, and the originally golden hair turned into a withered yellow like weeds, flying in the simulated wind.
Nicholas shook his head: "How is it possible? Even in my dreams, I never thought that Angers would die."
The vice-principal told the truth. Angers had explosive vitality. Nicholas thought about Angers' exit countless times. Every time, this guy would hold a nuclear bomb and detonate it amidst the melodious violin music, and then bring all the dragons up.
To the west.
"What about Ender?" Fingel smiled, patted the sand on his pants and asked, "Have you ever thought about his end?"
"No, that's something I couldn't imagine even turning into dust." Nicholas continued to shake his head. How could a short-lived species with a lifespan of less than two hundred years speculate on a long-lived species like a dragon? The only thing he could think of was Ender lying on a pile.
on the treasure, and then shouted: "Boss Bahamut, my mission is completed!"
Then there was a flash of light in the sky, and this guy went up to heaven.
It sounded similar to a biblical story, a little funny and a little sacred. Fingel and the vice-principal looked at each other and laughed out loud at the same time.
These two people usually take the easy route, but here they stand in bitterness and hatred, which is somewhat funny.
"Huh, I thought so too. They will definitely not die, but we have to find them." Fingel clicked his nails and said to the vice principal as if he had made up his mind.
"How to find them? It would be very difficult to search manually." Nicholas knew that Ender and the others must be in some kind of predicament without being able to contact the outside world. Trying to find the three of them on this vast earth would be like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Fingel shook his head: "Of course we cannot rely on human power. Since it is a battle between gods, we must rely on divine power."
"You don't think..." Nicholas was a little confused, but Fingel nodded as if he had made some determination and spit out a name: "Bahamut."
At this time, in the school above, students were treating the injured in an orderly manner under the leadership of teachers. The dormitory building in Kassel was very strong, so only a few unlucky ones were injured when their heads were hit by debris.
Of course, this did not include Patsy Gattuso. When he woke up, he saw an unfamiliar ceiling and a nun in black standing beside his bed. When he saw Patsy looking over, he turned away,
Looked to the other side.
"Did you save me?" Patsy's memory still remained underground. He only remembered that he met a strong enemy. After the two fought, he was defeated. It seemed that the intruder had helpers.
"No, I saved you." A familiar figure came from above his head. Patsy moved his gaze upwards and saw Caesar standing at the bedside. He was holding a piece of blood-stained gauze, golden
His long hair was tied up in a bunch at his back, and he wore a bloody apron. He looked more like a pig butcher than a doctor.
"I never knew you could heal, brother." Patsy gave a stiff smile and didn't even notice that Gullweger took the opportunity to walk out.
Outside, Fingel was sitting in a seat in the chapel, looking like a believer who came to pray. When he saw Gullweger coming out, he gave an ugly smile: "How is that guy?"
"The injury is pretty good, and his physical fitness is good." Gullweger lifted the veil, revealing a face with a mixture of dragon and human features: "You are looking for me, is there something wrong with your body?"
"No, it has nothing to do with me. Ender and the principal are missing." As soon as Fingel finished speaking, Gurweig covered his mouth in surprise, then calmed down, looked into the other person's eyes and asked, "What do you want?"
How do I do that?”
Fingel pointed to the sky: "Don't panic, there is someone above you. Ask him if Ender is still alive."
"I have read the publication of DND. There is such a thing as theurgy in it. Maybe he can't find the principal, but he should have no problem finding Mr. Ander." Fingel smiled at Gurweig and said.