Chapter five hundred and ninety eight: blood and fire
For Angers, the doomsday cowards have always been his enemies, but now there is something different.
Due to the memory disaster caused by the Dragon King, no one in the Doomsday Sect can remember the identities of Ender and Angers. To them, the two old guys are just unidentified hybrids. It is still unknown how they will treat them.
But the two of them have already figured out how to deal with the doomsday sect's persecution-paranoia scientists.
"When the time comes, I will break the Nibelung barrier. You go straight to the core and kill everyone inside." Ender took two seconds to make an exaggeratedly simple plan, and spent five seconds waiting with Angers.
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At this time, Lu Mingfei, who was huddled on the side of the boat, raised his hand tremblingly and said in a voice smelling of alcohol: "Uncle De, can we go in in a more peaceful way?"
"That would be very troublesome, and theoretically, there should be only one person left among the doomsday sect who can remember Angers and me." Ender touched his chin and said reluctantly.
"Who is it? Uncle De, did you arrange an undercover agent?" Lu Mingfei asked weakly.
Ander pointed at Lu Mingfei: "Of course it's your mother Qiao Weini. She is a dragonborn. She should still remember Angers and me."
In order to suppress Lu Li's White King bloodline, Ander gave his own blood to Giovanni when she was still in Giovanni's belly. In theory, she was the only dragonborn in the doomsday sect, so she was the only one in the Doomsday Sect.
Only she will remember Ander and Angers.
"Hey, why is this like this?" Lu Mingfei turned around and faced Ander: "Honestly, Uncle De, are you always in control of the movements of the doomsday faction and my father?"
"You still need to ask, do you think building a shelter in the Arctic is a very hidden thing? Just compare the cash flow of various building materials companies and you can know whether they are laying foundations or repairing roofs today."
Ander glared and told Lu Mingfei the truth. Lu Mingfei chuckled twice, as if he was amused by Ander, and asked unfilially: "Then do you know how many uncles my father has in the harem?
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"I don't know, but I can tell you that based on the amount of safety items compared with food, doomsday people definitely don't like to take safety measures." Ender raised his eyebrows and told a fact.
Similar analysis is stored in Norma's database and shared with relevant departments in China. By simply analyzing the material input of the doomsday sect, the secret party can grasp most of the trends of the doomsday sect, from how many people have been born to which ones.
Anyone who is unlucky enough to be killed by a polar bear knows it clearly.
This has been an unequal battle from the very beginning. The secret party and the combat power of relevant departments have formed a terrifying crushing force on the doomsday faction. However, these poor people have no consciousness and are turning cocoons into butterflies in the Arctic Circle.
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Ander suddenly stopped, looked at Lu Mingfei, and raised his lips: "In that case, it's up to you. Let's go in in a more peaceful way."
With that said, Ender parked the boat. In front of him was a wall of wind composed of a blizzard. This was the boundary of the artificial Nibelungs. Compared with the silent Nibelungs of the Dragon Kings, the artificial Nibelungs
Even more powerful.
The wind wall blocks everyone who wants to move forward. They will lose their way in the endless snowstorm. Without an invitation, they can only wander outside the shelter until they become a miserable skeleton or mummy.
Andre pulled Lu Mingfei to stand at the front of the team, letting him endure the biting wind, then patted him on the shoulder: "Stand still, I'm going to knock on the door."
The next second, Ander's frantic punches passed by Lu Mingfei's ears. It was an existence more terrifying than a blizzard. In Lu Mingfei's eyes, as Ender punched, a crack appeared in front of the two of them.
The biting blizzard stopped on two levels of the crack, creating a passage that led directly into the blizzard. Lu Mingfei opened his mouth wide and looked at Ander in surprise: "Uncle De, when did you become so powerful?"
"The magic effect, the so-called punching is just a cover." Ender shook his fist. The action just now seemed like a punch, but it was actually a channel created by Ender's magic power: "Next time I can punch at the same time,
While drowning the opponent with fireballs."
"It doesn't sound handsome at all." Lu Mingfei complained.
Ender shrugged: "It would be foolish to stand and act as a fort. Oh, but for you, all you have to do is stand, my little Dru Yin."
Lu Li interrupted the conversation between the two. She pointed to the depths of the passage, where traces of the city were vaguely visible: "There is something there, it seems to be moving."
"Oh yes, that's the puppy your parents raised, isn't it cute?" Ander touched Lu Li's head. Following his words, a group of hellhounds mutated from dragon blood appeared in the sight of several people.
The edge, that is the first line of defense for doomsday factions.
The doomsday sect's shelter is roughly in the shape of a circle, with the city wall at the outermost edge. Beyond the wall are patrolling hellhounds. They are both the guards of the shelter and the guards of the panopticon. They will train the dogs.
At the request of the master, we will tear apart anyone who dares to come.
But unfortunately, there is absolutely no dragon like Ender here.
Among the dogs, heavily armed guards were issuing warnings to the shelter, and Ander patted Lu Li's head affectionately: "Go and look for something you like."
"They are all so ugly, even though they have scales," Lu Li said with a frown. Most of the dragon blood subspecies would not look good after being mutated, which made the girl frown frequently. She added: "Even if they have scales, they are still ugly.
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As a child raised by dragons, Luli naturally likes all shiny things, and as a human being, she also likes furry animals.
But Cerberus happens to be sandwiched between two things, neither shiny enough nor furry enough.
Their bodies are uneven, their fur also has a lot of bald spots, and drool leaves their mouths, revealing bloodshot teeth. These are creatures born for combat, and their combat power is inversely proportional to their appearance.
Facing these fierce puppies, Ander just pushed Lu Li gently: "Go and play, Mingfei, take care of your sister."
Ander didn't want to take action. Lu Mingfei said he wanted a peaceful meeting, so Ander didn't mind making everything peaceful.
But it was obvious that some people did not want peace. As Luli walked out, the dog trainers also issued the order to attack. The hellhound looked at the weak girl, barked and rushed out.
The next second, flames erupted from the girl's hands and turned into a fire dragon that swept over all the hellhounds, causing them to dance in the fire in a beautiful dance.
The dance of death.
"Don't make it too ugly, your brother doesn't want to see blood today." Ander reminded from behind, to which Lu Li just responded with a smile:
"If it's all burned out, won't there be no blood?"