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Originally, given Lu Mingfei's current physical condition, the academy would not allow him to be discharged, but the situation was special. An important guest was visiting, and that guest came for him, so he had to receive him in person.
But before that, someone was already waiting at Norton Hall.
——"So why do I have to go with you? You are all heroes with the world in your hearts and willing to sacrifice your own lives. You can just spare a passerby like me!" Finkel was tied to a wheelchair with restraints and pushed forward by Qilan.
"Lu Mingfei said that when necessary, we can close the door and release Finkel. You are not just an ordinary person, you are the crucial one." Qilan answered seriously.
Together with them were other members of the Dragon Academy, Pierre, Sanel... almost all the elite students among the freshmen appeared here.
Lu Mingfei does not plan to participate in the action against the boar Neo alone. Behind him stand the secret party and the many ancient dragon-slaying families that make up the secret party. The power of these families is like hundreds of rivers flowing into the sea. Only when they gather together can they show the strength to compete with the eight families of Snake Family, the king of the Japanese underworld.
The Dragon Blood Society is the prototype of such a force.
The sky was quite gloomy. The spring in Illinois was pitifully short. It seemed that summer was just around the corner after the bitter winter. The city of Chicago had really entered the rainy season.
Today is a day off, and the students who were out for a night run or a midnight snack looked curiously at these guys wearing the crimson school uniforms of the Dragon Blood Society. They quickly recognized the man who was walking in the front and surrounded by several girls.
Some people exclaimed in low voices, while others talked to their companions in low voices.
They were not mistaken, that was indeed Lu Mingfei, the man who had left a glorious record in the history of dragon slaying in just half a year after entering Kassel Academy.
Lu Mingfei himself is not as majestic and sharp as others imagine.
On the contrary, he even looked a little listless and listless, yet he stood straight, like a pickled cucumber that had been frozen hard in a freezer.
Lu Mingfei was sandwiched between Nuonuo and Xia Mi. Both girls looked unhappy, but they still reached out their hands to support Lu Mingfei, who was still a little tired and weak.
"Um, Senior Sister, I want to say..."
"And my junior sister!" Xia Mi was angry.
"Okay, Senior Sister, Junior Sister," Lu Mingfei held his forehead helplessly, "What I want to say is that my body has fully recovered, but my spirit is still a little sluggish, so I look tired and weak. You can just go and do your own things. There is no need to accompany me to meet with the representatives of the Japanese branch. You have never been to Japan, so you don't know how perverted those dwarfs are. It would be terrible if they offend you."
"That sounds very high-sounding, but Lu Mingfei, can you really hide your thoughts from me one day?" Nuo Nuo raised her eyebrows and the corners of her mouth slightly lifted up. Seeing her smile like that, Lu Mingfei felt even more frightened and for a moment he even felt that he might not live long.
"Senior brother, you seem to be very concerned about the people from the Japanese branch. Yesterday, the bigwigs on the board of directors wanted to see you and had to make an appointment. Today, when the principal said that people from the Japanese branch would meet you at Norton Hall, you couldn't wait, right?" Xia Mi snorted. No one knew where the little girl learned this weird tone from.
"The academy will be working with the North American hybrids in Rio de Janeiro to launch a crackdown on a human trafficking organization controlled by the fallen hybrids. I am the main executor of this operation. We have a very reliable source of intelligence, and we are sure that the fallen hybrids who control this criminal group have a close connection with a big shot in the Japanese underworld. It just so happens that the envoy of the Japanese branch has been in the academy these days. Isn't it normal for us to have contact with each other?" Lu Mingfei tried to argue.
This bastard Finkel was probably not far behind Lu Mingfei and heard what he said. He then started to shake his messy long hair and shouted, "I don't want to listen to you, you bastard!" with his eyes closed.
Nuonuo and Xia Mi's faces became visibly darker. The two girls stopped at the same time and pulled Lu Mingfei, then glanced at the people from the Dragon Blood Society behind them. Qilan's Adam's apple rolled back, and he pulled Finger's wheelchair back a few steps. The atmosphere froze for a few seconds, and then Nuonuo and Xia Mi, one on the left and one on the right, continued to walk towards Norton Hall, holding Lu Mingfei.
"I heard that the Japanese branch sent a girl here this time. Maybe she's the person someone dreams of." Nuonuo said casually, but her eyes were clearly narrowed, and a cat-like look flashed through her eyes.
Lu Mingfei was almost petrified.
"Yes, yes." Xia Mi nodded vigorously and hummed, "The girl's name is Eri, right? I heard she is a very gentle person, unlike us, who only bully our brother..."
Lu Mingfei covered his face: "Please ignore me."
Nuonuo knew that Eri was almost certain. They had discussed this issue many times, but Lu Mingfei was unwilling to discuss it in depth every time. As for Xia Mi... Lu Mingfei had talked in his sleep when he was hospitalized before, and she had heard it. After all, she was the Dragon King, so she could guess it anyway.
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time.
Three days ago, two days after the Odin ambush at Kassel Academy.
The conference hall of Valhalla was as silent as a cemetery shrouded in cold fog. The big men who had held power and authority from the Age of Gods to today were silent as death. The huge pendulum clock on the high wall at the end of the long table swayed left and right, making a metallic rumbling sound. Time passed by minute by minute, and Angers' footsteps never sounded at the end of the corridor. Golden sunlight poured in from the door that had not been closed after he left, and was reflected by the mirror-like marble floor into the conference hall, falling on the faces of the elders, blurring out a pale blood color.
After Ange left, the night watchman sat down on the chair that belonged to the president of Kassel College, with the legs of the chair tilted back and his legs crossed and rocking on the conference table.
He explained his plan in detail, from seeking Chen Motong's help to hinting to Lu Mingfei, and then to secretly seeking help from Wat Alheim and temporarily strengthening the effects of the alchemy matrix inside the academy.
The counter-ambush plan was extremely thorough. The CC1000 train that day carried a hero who was capable of fighting the king in a short period of time. He was fully armed, and the weapons in his hands were even enough for Lu Mingfei to break into the White House single-handedly. In addition, the absolute elites among the students were on standby in the college and Chicago and could arrive at the battlefield within twenty minutes.
As long as they could delay for some time, a transport helicopter that could form an aviation brigade would carry almost all the executive department specialists that the entire Angers academy could mobilize in Illinois to the battlefield.
As long as such military force does not face the first-generation species like the Bronze and Fire Kings who are naturally resistant to thermal weapons, they even have the confidence to challenge the Dragon King.
Odin arrived as expected, his majesty overshadowing the mountains that towered into the sky, the horse he rode spewed out torn lightning, and the power he wielded when he swung his giant sword was terrifying. After watching the holographic replay of Lu Mingfei and Odin, no one present had the confidence to say that they could do better than that kid.
Most of them were only of A-grade bloodline, and only a few old men who were almost dying had pure dragon blood flowing in their bodies, almost the same as Lu Mingfei and Ange. The surging blood was hot and full of vitality. Although these people's bodies looked old, their muscles still contained the strength to tear lions and tigers apart.
What really shocked and frightened the elders and school directors was that a second Odin appeared in the battle. He was also far superior to the next generation and could even be called a dragon king. Just one Odin could turn the world upside down. If two dragon king-level gods held great hatred and malice towards humans, they could even easily destroy a country. The more terrifying thing was that a speculation had emerged, which was that the number of Odins might be far more than two. There was something more dangerous, the Supreme, or the Dragon King, hiding behind that mask, creating such powerful gods one after another in unknown ways.
Of course, the identity of the Dragon King who stepped in one step ahead of the execution department at the last moment and helped Kassel Academy out of trouble was also under discussion.
The elders confirmed Xiang Yu's identity as the Dragon King without any hesitation.
There is no doubt about this. When the king in the clouds appeared, the two Odins were obviously panicked and fearful. They didn't even have time to kill Lu Mingfei and others who were close to them. Instead, they chose to change their targets immediately and join forces to deal with the newly emerged enemies.
Only the true Dragon King can do this. Apart from him, even the most powerful prince who is closest to the first generation in history cannot compete with Odin.
That was at least a target of the level of Bronze and Fire King Norton. At present, this target seemed to show goodwill to the academy, but it was more likely that he and Odin were enemies. Mutual hatred was nothing new in the world of dragons. Kings would fight and kill each other in the hope of devouring each other.
But Professor Flamel said that Odin had been using the Nibelung to monitor the entire academy for a long time, which made the school directors feel extremely terrified.
The Nibelungen is something that only exists in legends, and people know very little about that kind of world independent of the real world. But such a world is really terrifying in Odin's hands. It is as if he can tear a crack in space at any time and project the power of the kingdom of God to every corner of the world at will.
This is a dangerous association.
The real war seemed to have broken out silently. The powerful could no longer use the battlefield as a game of cards to send young warriors to their deaths, or use the burning blood to extinguish the king's anger and drown the king's life. Because if Odin could really appear at any location at any time, with the power of that god, no one in the mixed-blood society except a few people could stop the assassination from the Holy Spear of Destiny.
Even if you are sitting deep in the palace, surrounded by armored guards, you must be prepared to die in battle!
The school directors all looked unhappy.
But the elders were solemn and dignified, with their right hands on their waists, where their respective weapons were sheathed, ready to be unsheathed and shine their sharp light at any time.
These people have lived for a long time, and each of them has experienced the dragon-slaying wars before the Industrial Revolution.
At that time, young men from the Family of St. George, the Family of St. Cadmus, the Family of St. Siegfried and the Family of St. Beowulf each led an iron-blooded and well-trained action team. They drank strong liquor, used the Siberian ice that had been solid for thousands of years to build coffins for their companions, buried their dead friends in bottomless crevices, and desperately chased the dragons to their nests, stabbed their hearts with swords, chopped off their heads, bathed in the dragon's blood, and played harmonicas beside the dragon's corpses. It was a song of mourning for the elders. After playing the song, these people set out on the journey again.
One can imagine how tragic and brutal it was. Every young man had to die in the war. The members of the action team were replaced batch after batch. The hearts of the still young veterans at that time had been tempered to be as hard as steel.
They always stand outside the crowd, turning themselves into an indestructible Great Wall. A tragic death is the ending they most desire.
Today someone told these old guys that a dangerous dragon was coming to them from the other side of fate to tear the world apart. The elders would only hold their swords tightly and rush forward before the young men. If Odin really came, either his head would be chopped off or he would pierce the hearts of the old men with his spear.
For a moment, a turbulent river seemed to form between the elders and the school directors. It was a confluence of emotions, tragic and fearful.
"I have a question. How did Odin do it? How did he open the Nibelungen Window inside Kassel Academy?" Lady Elizabeth Laurent looked around at all the participants, her voice trembling slightly. "Aren't we protected by the alchemical matrix? Moreover, can the so-called Nibelungen really project the power of God to any corner of the world?"
Miss Charlotte from the Gottingen family glanced at the night watchman, but the old bastard still looked calm and didn't care about other people's thoughts at all. So she sighed and said, "There are some of the most outstanding alchemical achievements in alchemy. These achievements are recorded in different ancient books. They may be the legacy left by the dragon clan. They are element replacement, spirit recasting, concept arming, time reversal, space opening, life creation and cause and effect separation."
Charlotte hesitated for a moment, then gritted her teeth and continued, "From the perspective of the Gottingen family's understanding of alchemy, I think that god... I mean Odin, he has mastered the seven-fold achievement of space creation, so he can freely cut and sew space, and even create some incredible custom spaces."
The vice-president finally opened his eyes and shrugged. "The little girl is right. Although the inheritance of the Gaotingen family is just so-so, it is still something. But I can only say that it is not much. You can understand it in another way. That thing does not need to follow the path we are going to take. The doors set up by humans or any physical space intervals are invalid for Odin."
"Flamer's heritage has always been the most brilliant crown in the Alchemy Kingdom." The girl nodded slightly towards the Night Watchman.
"So even we're not safe here," Frost said, his eyes narrowed. The feeling of being in danger made the old man tense and exuded a dangerous aura.
From this perspective, Frost Gattuso is by no means a weakling even in such a meeting.
"We are not afraid of going to war with gods or dragon kings. This may be the reason why he did not show up. Odin is not sure he can kill all of us," said St. George.
"That's not actually the case. Although I don't know the strength of the elders, I think it should be difficult for them to pose a threat to the first generation. The reason why he didn't show up is that the door of this academy is not just set in a physical sense." Charlotte said, "There is an alchemical matrix directly below Kassel Academy controlled by successive Flamel mentors. It is probably the most powerful matrix in the world. It restricts anyone from activating the Word Spirit here, and it will also invalidate any efforts to reconstruct the space. Obviously, a sufficiently powerful alchemical matrix can construct a self-circulating space barrier to block any efforts of Odin to invade the academy."
The vice-principal curled his lips and said, "That old thing has been running for a hundred years. I don't know how long this shield can last. Besides, Odin was able to open the window here. We have no secrets from him."
"But it's safe here," said one school director.
"You'll be safe wherever you go. People like you are not worthy of anyone like me, Saint George, and Frost. What qualifications do we have to let a god do something to us?" The night watchman suddenly laughed. He patted Saint George on the shoulder and then patted Frost on the shoulder. "Don't worry. As long as that old bastard Ange and that little bastard Lu Mingfei are alive, we should all be safe. And I've removed the beacon that Odin left in the academy. He can't monitor us for the time being."
No one was angry about the night watchman's words, they were just slightly relieved.
"But it's better to gather the elites from other branches. Ange and I agree that a great era is just around the corner, and Kassel College must be prepared." The vice-president picked his feet and said, "Let's start with the Japanese branch. Have their branch chief show up here within three days. We need the strength of the Eight Snake Families."
The elders and school directors were all stunned.
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Lu Mingfei finally endured all the way to Norton Hall. He reached out and pushed open the door of the conference room, and then he was stunned.
The candle on the long oak table was originally extinguished. It had never even been used. After all, it was the industrial age and there were very few places that used candles for lighting.
But now that thing was lit, a silhouette as hard as a rock and as sharp as a steel knife sat in the candlelight, an old man sipped Japanese sake with edamame in the candlelight. It was a Japanese man, wearing a long black windbreaker, as black as the night outside the window, but the family crest on the collar was eye-catching.
It was indeed the family emblem of the Snake Eight Clan, engraved with a white snake with eight heads. Lu Mingfei had seen Yuan Zhisheng's dragon-dan ring in Japan before, and it had the same totem.
He even knew this person, who was undoubtedly the strongest man in the legendary Japanese branch except for Minamoto Chisei.
Congratulations Inuyama!
This old man, who looked as rough as a rock, reeked strongly of alcohol, but his eyes were as clear as the sky with the clouds cut off. His family emblem was undoubtedly made of gold, with a golden mandala entwined with a white snake, and sharp thorns that seemed to radiate light.
Chapter 125 Sakura & Eri
Standing outside Norton Hall where it was about to rain, the girls from the Dragon Blood Society suddenly felt the chill of the night wind and shivered uncontrollably.
They had never experienced a real battlefield, nor had they had any experience fighting dragons. Many of them were still girls studying etiquette in aristocratic colleges half a year ago, so their performance was so poor.
This is also the reason why Lu Mingfei insisted on having almost half of the members of the Dragon Blood Society follow him.
He already knew who the person coming from the Japanese branch would be. The old man might not be as good as him in bloodline, but when he was at his best, he could even advance the powerful word spirit named "Setsuna" to the ninth level.
It was extremely fast, so fast that it seemed to be able to cut off time.
Lu Mingfei is immune to Time Zero, but cannot resist Setsuna. Inuyama He is one of the few humans who can pose a threat to him in a head-on confrontation.
Inuyama He is a man who has been fighting against evil spirits since 1950 and is still alive today. Although his eyes are peaceful and clear, the bloody smell on his body is as strong as a sea of blood and corpses.
Standing in front of such a person, just looking at him will make your whole body cold.
The members of the Dragon Blood Society sat down in the hall of Norton Hall. Finkel was tied up, his mouth was blocked with a cloth, and he was twisting and turning on the bench like a maggot.
Although this guy has a very bad reputation in the academy and is considered a complete loser, he is also a behind-the-scenes figure who lives in seclusion and plans strategies like Hannibal of Carthage.
Ever since the News Department, under his leadership, expressed the idea through the Night Watchman Forum that a wise bird chooses a tree to roost in and a wise minister chooses a master to serve, and decisively left the Student Union to join President Lu, this reclusive style has become more and more serious.
Of course, from Lu Mingfei's point of view, the main reason may be that Finkel has the leverage over most of the student union cadres and committee members. He is the longest-serving undergraduate student in the college and has nude photos of almost all student union members, including Caesar.
But when Finger joined the student union, all the photos of him streaking naked at the initiation ceremony were kept by students from the same class as him. Besides, few people would keep such things for such a long time, which meant that the student union had no evidence against Finger at all.
Or maybe it wasn't embarrassing for Fingel to send his nude photos to the emails of all the girls in the school. Anyway, the student union really couldn't do anything about this guy who was as thick-skinned as the Great Wall.
So the reason why he seldom goes out is probably because he is afraid of being murdered to silence him.
The door of the conference room slowly closed in front of everyone. Xia Mi peeked inside slyly. Lu Mingfei could guess that she would do so without even turning back, so he moved aside to completely block her sight.
The people who entered the conference room with him were neither Nuonuo nor Xia Mi, and certainly not Qilan and the others. Lu Mingfei did think of asking Finkel to accompany him, but this guy was too immersed in the role and probably wouldn't be of any use at the moment, so he asked Jiude Aki to come along.
After all, Senior Aki is a native Japanese. Although she is not of pure Japanese descent and her bloodline is not from the Hakuou line to which the Snake Eight Clan belongs, they are from the same country after all. With her around, communication with Inuyama He would probably be easier.