Two days later, in a residence on the outskirts of Hamburg, Ander was lying on a comfortable leather sofa chair, leaning on the fire and enjoying a day of salted fish.
Two natural black opal stones the size of pigeon eggs were placed in the palm of his hand and rubbed gently.
Ender doesn't actually know anything about gems, but the Dragon Clan has its own aesthetic system. If it's shiny and colorful, it's a good gem. Of course, it must be naturally formed.
"The secret party is pretty rich, so why don't I go to such great lengths to do this?"
Picking up the thick book next to him, this is a history book written in ancient Latin. It records some things related to dragons in the late Roman Republic. For example, Caesar is actually a dragon, and there are 500 hybrids ambushed in the Senate.
Swordsman or something.
At this time, the closed door was opened, and the room suddenly became brighter. It reminded Ender of the desert where he lived when he was a young dragon. The sun shone on the sand at noon, and everything around him was so bright.
"Ange, you should wear a hat, it will dazzle my eyes."
Ange's hair was completely burned in the explosion caused by Word Spirit: Rhine. Now he is wearing a suit and looks like the bald killer responsible for fighting in the gangsters in the movie.
"It's not necessary, it will grow out in a few days."
After Angers buried his companions, he and Ander went to a safe house established by the secret party. After a few days of rest, Angers looked much normal.
But Ender knew that he was just burying his madness in his heart, waiting for the day when he would be released.
"Now you finally have time to chat with me. Although there are many books here, I still hope to understand the world through you."
Ender has been reading for the past two days. He said that he was familiar with the common sense of this world, but in fact he wanted to dig out some treasures from the books collected by the Secret Party: such as violent blood techniques.
According to the description in the novel, Violent Blood can purify and strengthen his bloodline through psychological suggestion and other means, and Ander's bloodline can be traced back to Bahamut and Tiamat. These are god-level existences, so even if there is little hope,
Ander was also willing to give it a try.
Angers was surprised by Ander's amazing learning speed. When he first arrived here, he acted like a noble from the Middle Ages. He had to watch the toilet for a long time, but after only one day he was drinking beer and eating with others in the pub.
Sausage, complaining about the unfairness of fate while making dirty jokes.
Those German guys who were full of racism didn't even realize that they were in front of a yellow man.
What he didn't know was that Ender had never seen a flush toilet in 1900, but he had seen one in 2020.
Angers looked at the book in Ander's hand and asked curiously:
"When did you learn Latin?"
Ender threw the book aside and shouted in an exaggerated tone:
"Magic!"
"Can magic still do this?"
"Want to learn? I'll teach you."
Ender decided to train this close-combat-loving follower in the direction of a mage. Although Ange's speech spirit could make him stop time, it was obvious that time-stopping melee combat would never be as effective as long-range combat. If DIO knew magic, there would be no use for it.
Go move the steamroller, just use Dragon Breath Technique and JOJO will end.
Suppressing his mind that was running around like a wild dog, Ender unleashed a spell on Angers: Understanding Languages.
“¥%¥&%&&%@*……”
Angers found that he could actually understand the strange language that Ender spoke. Although there were a lot of projectiles and guttural sounds in this language, he still understood what Ender said: "Your head looks like an egg."
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"This is different from the fireball technique I learned."
Angers felt the power of this kind of magic. Magic was different from the spirit of speech. It was softer, harmless, and more comprehensive.
"This magic can make people understand and understand all languages. You should also have it in your blood. Remember to learn it."
Angers seemed to have thought of something and asked:
"All languages, including dragon language?"
"What I just said was dragon language." Ander rubbed the gem in his hand and replied casually.
"It's okay. Don't worry about your speech spirit. Practice your magic more. At least it will be easier to run away in the future."
Angers didn't pay attention to Ander's words. He walked to the bookshelf in the room and took out an extremely thick book from a hidden compartment. Inside were some paper artifacts kept by the Secret Party, some of which were filled with strange symbols.
Papyrus, or mad words smeared with blood.
Each cultural relic is separated by a glass plate. The biggest reason why these manuscripts are placed here is that the words on the paper have been lost long ago. Even the secret party with many talents cannot obtain information from these words.
Angers put the heavy book on the table beside him and turned it to the last page. It was a silk book with Hun characters written on it. The words on it were too ancient and no one knew them anymore, but this silk book had something special about it.
Of great significance, this is the penultimate cultural relic sent back by Friedrich von Long in China.
Friedrich von Long was a member of the Lion Heart Society and was responsible for collecting antiquities related to the Dragon Clan in Peiping. After he sent this silk book, he cut off contact with the secret party. The last thing he was related to was the body.
"Lizard Bones" are the remains of the Dragon King that caused the total destruction of the Secret Party.
The box containing the "lizard bones" had Friedrich's signature and seal, but it was a trap that led to the final disaster.
Regardless of whether Friedrich was dead or alive, or whether he had rebelled or not, Angers decided to go to China to find out what happened, and this silk book sent by Friedrich might contain some important information.
"What are you looking at? Let me take a look."
Ander came closer and looked at the ghostly handwriting on the silk book with a disappointed expression.
"What? It turns out to be a sacrificial ceremony, involving all these gods and ghosts..."
Ange also understood the text on the silk book with the help of his proficiency in the language. This was a sacrificial ceremony that took place in Tongwan City in China recorded by a Xiongnu priest. In a strange ceremony, the humans in Tongwan City opened their chests and dug out their chests.
From the heart, powerful power gathers in the noble person.
As for what happened after the sacrifice and the changes that took place in the body of the nobleman, this silk book did not mention it at all.
Tongwan City was the capital of the Great Xia Kingdom established by the Xiongnu during the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and the Xiongnu and the Dragon Clan are inextricably linked.
"Is it similar to the path to becoming a god?"
Angers understood that this was probably some kind of alchemy ritual, using the deaths of multiple mixed-race species to forcibly increase the blood concentration.
The last news from Friedrich was that he went to Tongwan City for archaeological excavations. What exactly did he encounter, or had he already performed this ritual in Tongwan City?
"Don't look at it. I'm tired of seeing these sacrificial ceremonies. It's nothing more than blood, bones, and all kinds of messy things placed on the ground. The wizard recited incantations, and then a bunch of naked men and women hugged each other.
, in the end the evil god was so happy that some dregs slipped out from between his fingers."
Ender wanted to improve his bloodline, but this method was really unacceptable to him. He would rather be made into a dracolich than perform such a sacrilegious ritual.
Angers glanced at Ander, carefully closed the book, straightened his clothes and said
"Don't stay paralyzed, we are about to set off."
"The adventure is about to begin, where are we going?"