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"I didn't know he was so awesome and cool." Lu Mingfei said, with drooping eyebrows, he went back to the time when he was a lackluster boy, his eyes reflected the distant blue sky, and he was talking to Angers Let's look into the distance together, where is the hub of the Iron Dome Temple, the sad place of the so-called Red Well.

Lu Mingfei came back here again after many years, but he didn't expect it to be in this way.

The safe harbor of the academy was chosen to be located very close to the red well. This was a coincidence with a pitifully small chance. But sometimes some predetermined endings are made up of coincidences one after another.

"Xiaomi-chan didn't say that?"

"What did you say?"

"Dragon King and Dragon King." Ange said. Lu Mingfei was a little confused for a moment. He almost forgot that Ange was also the one who stepped on the throne now.

From ancient times to the present, there is only one person.

However, the principal's tone was really indifferent, as if what he and Lu Mingfei were talking about was not the Dragon King, something that would make some people shudder just by mentioning it.

"Mingfei, your reaction and expression seem to be talking about very philosophical topics like who I am, where I am, and where I am going." The principal seemed a little embarrassed. He took a puff of his cigar and looked at Lu Mingfei. Sit down next to him.

"One of the agreements between me and Jörmungandr is for her to teach you enough dragon knowledge, especially genealogy. Knowing the origin of the bloodline traced back to a certain god is of great benefit to our dragon-slaying business. It's a great help." The principal looked at the distant mountains like Lu Mingfei, "Although this agreement was neither notarized by a lawyer nor signed under the witness of a priest, it has no legal effect and is not recognized by God."

"Wait, you mean that thing is actually a cooperation agreement?" Lu Mingfei was confused. He did sign something similar with Xia Mi and the principal, but at that time Ange said that thing was an insurance policy with the highest insurance coverage in the world. If they were killed by a dragon during a certain mission, Qiao Wenni Lu Lincheng You can get a lot of compensation. Of course, if Fenrir is willing to contact the insurance company, he can also get the same compensation. That's enough money for that big stupid dragon to dunk himself into a pool filled with Coke, or to enjoy every flavor and brand of potato chips.

"Absolutely, but there is indeed an insurance policy in it." Angers nodded seriously.

"But that thing is written in ancient Latin script, and I can't recognize much of it."

"But I know Xiao Xia Mi, and she didn't raise any objection." The principal thought it was natural.

"Honestly, junior sister may not have looked at that thing carefully at all... and Xia Mi said that ancient Latin is not recognized by dragons, and she is not willing to learn it." Lu Mingfei sighed. , "I sometimes feel that junior sister is just plain lazy."

"You have to learn to praise your girlfriend. Only in this way can you have a harmonious world of husband and wife... After all, I guess you can't beat her at all." The principal persuaded, "You can choose to maintain a friendly bilateral relationship with the Dragon King in a relationship, or you can choose to be beaten by the King of the Earth and the King of the Mountain."

"Okay, principal, I know that you are quite interested in my private life and that of Jormungandr, the King of Earth and Mountain, but where have you brought the topic to? How about we talk about Constantine?" Lu Mingfei scratched his hair,

"Junior sister has actually told me a lot of the history and stories between dragons, and I don't know if that counts as the dragon king and dragon king you mentioned..."

"Like what?"

"Principal, do you know Zeus..."

"Hmm... I've heard a little bit about it. I heard that it is the second generation species of the ocean line. It is the original prince. He challenged the Dragon King and was not killed." Anger nodded.

Although the fact that Zeus is not the first generation species is definitely a blow to many fans of Greek mythology, being able to be qualified to challenge the Dragon King without being killed actually speaks volumes.

The price of failure in the world of dragons is high, often in the form of power. And the so-called power is actually the life of a god.

Although it is not known which first-generation species Zeus once challenged, the dragon kings are powerful and self-respecting creatures, and no first-generation species will allow anything to dare to challenge their majesty.

The fact that he survived meant that the Dragon King couldn't kill him.

Lu Mingfei showed a look of astonishment: "Okay, that's not what I want to say... Xia Mi said she knew that guy, but he was actually a pervert, and even had three generations of offspring with a cow."

"Are you talking about the Epaphus who became the king of Egypt in the Age of Gods?" The principal was stunned for a moment. The memory of the Age of Gods left by Xiang Yu, the King of Sky and Wind, or Vidfournir, was left to him. Not much.

The main reason is that as the first king created by Black King Nidhogg, Vidfurnir set off a rebellion that swept half of the world shortly after his birth.

The Black Supreme finally suppressed the rebellion and drove the first of the four kings to the easternmost part of Asia, which was ancient China.

Since ancient times, kings have fought in the west and fought in the east. Bounded by the Ural Mountains, from Siberia in the north to the Southeast Asian Peninsula in the south, this entire area was almost isolated from the world in the ancient Gods.

This is an important reason why the history of the East is preserved more completely. The history of the West is a history of blood and tears of oppression and slavery. Human beings in the Age of Gods did not even have writing and could only rely on word of mouth to record everything they had experienced. What those forefathers experienced eventually became myths.

But because of this, Vidfournir almost missed the entire Age of Gods. Until he was defeated and fell by the Han Empire, he had no chance to communicate with other kings.

Therefore, this ancient emperor could not leave much knowledge to Angers. What he knew was limited to the glorious years that China had experienced in ancient times.

We don’t know much about the history of Angers in the era of shared rule by Western kings, and most of them come from the book collection system of Kassel Academy.

"Principal, do you know Frederick I?"

"I've heard a little bit..." Anger nodded. This was the ruler of the Hohenstaufen dynasty of the Holy Roman Empire, who held the power of the entire Germany at that time.

"He is also a dragon...? The credibility of this matter is not very high." Angers said hesitantly. Frederick I is the famous red-bearded emperor in history, and he also left a mark in the history of dragon slaying.

He was in charge about six hundred years after the Scourge of God swept across Europe. At this time, the poison left by the Huns' Western Expeditions had not yet been completely eliminated. The greedy and powerful evil dragon and the deadpool who were always at risk of losing his mind were still there. Dark side societies are active in various countries, and their figures will even appear on certain battlefields. A small number of the dragoons under Frederick I were real dragoons. They were hybrids collected by the king from all over Germany, and were trained with dragon subspecies raised to become the most fierce warriors.

These people became dragon hunters in the Middle Ages, killing a large number of dead dragons and pure-blooded dragons. In the dark side of the world, dragon blood, dragon horns, dragon scales, and dragon bones are the real hard currency, while gold and silver are just ordinary financial products. Frederick I relied on these dragoons to seize huge amounts of wealth from all over Germany.

Similarly, a family gradually prospered because of this feast. That family was the famous Cassel family.

"Don't get me wrong, he is not a dragon." Lu Mingfei said with shame. Of course, there are many famous emperors in human history who were pure-blooded dragons. The most famous one is Attila, the whip of God, and there are others that almost no one knows about. Overlord Xiang Yu.

But Frederick I was not.

"The Petersberg Castle in Erfurt is a church built on a cesspit. Frederick I once held a parliament here and almost drowned." Lu Mingfei said, "Xiami said that there was actually a cesspit in the cesspool. It was full of dragon dung, and more than sixty nobles suffocated in it at that meeting."

The corner of Ange's eye twitched.

The principal finally couldn't stand Jörmungandr's knowledge of Lu Mingfei's popular science, and waved his hand to interrupt Lu Mingfei's somewhat unfinished description.

"Xiaomi-chan didn't tell you who among the Dragon Kings is the most dangerous?"

"I told you, it's just you." Lu Mingfei said matter-of-factly. To the dragons, Angers is the chainsaw murderer in the human world. Every day, his mind is full of crazy thoughts about killing the dragons and overturning all the Nibelungs. What else can the main force of the four major armies have besides this guy? Who is most dangerous to dragons?

After all, Xia Mi has said that I was killed by Zhongdao before I started my business. Today, I will score two points. The Dragon Clan is exhausted, and the survival of this sincerity is in danger. At this time, no matter which faction or lineage they belonged to before, they should all adhere to the basic policy of uniting and resisting others and establish mutual trust in the offensive and defensive comrades. Be it the next-generation species, the third-generation species, or the fourth-generation species, even the fifth-generation species that had not been taken seriously by dragons before were still worthy of competition.

But Ange's identity determines his position. The principal is considered an old thief among humans. He has spent a hundred years thinking about how to wipe out the dragon clan for a hundred and thirty years. Now that he has become a half-step king, he can't change him. In his mind His idea changed from destroying the dragon clan to killing the dragon clan that had a grudge against him.

To put it bluntly, there is actually not much difference. The Dragon Clan is such a basic base, and everyone basically has some relatives or friends. A lonely person like Xia Mi has no interest in Ange, and even wants to say too much. You go this way.

But Xia Mi also said that when she first awakened her memory, she had already made up her mind that she would not go to a ghost place like Kassel College until the old bastard Angers died.

It turns out that the girl's promise is as unreliable as her uncle's wallet. She can die with any boy she likes, let alone Kassel College. Even if she is allowed to carry a knife and accompany Lu Mingfei to the end of the world, she is willing to do so.

The principal was so choked that he almost couldn't catch his breath. He looked at Lu Mingfei in shock: "Is this how I look in Long's eyes?"

"Ah."

"What about the second most dangerous one?"

"I don't know, but my junior sister said that among all the dragon kings, she is the strongest in the larval and sub-adult states." Lu Mingfei relayed the original words honestly, "She said that she can beat two of you, principal."

Angers' veins throbbed on his forehead. The old guy suddenly realized that Xia Mi might not have been in despair that time. Fenrir was at the end of the tunnel at that time, and she had not yet shown the incredible control of power in her memory.

So although Hilbert Jean Angers is on the third floor, His Majesty Jormungandr is actually still on the fifth floor.

As for Lu Mingfei, he can probably only be regarded as a big idiot who thinks he has taken advantage and is complacent. He is not even on the first level.

Then I thought about it, how could Anger not be part of this young couple's play?

"You don't understand what I mean. What I mean is, Constantine's strength and power." Angers took a deep breath to calm down his slightly wanting to punch someone. He allowed himself to stare at the mountains in the distance and whispered,

"Every pair of twins has flaws. Jormungandr's flaw is that he has a weak grasp of power. Fenrir's flaw is that his mind can never grow up. And Norton is always prone to anger. For this reason, Long They call him the emperor most similar to the Supreme, and Constantine, who holds supreme power, even crushes Norton, but cannot shape the dragon body and can only rely on Norton to survive. "

"A king who can crush Norton in power, what will happen if he recites the ancient holy words called Zhulong?" Angers slowly raised his eyelids and looked at Lu Mingfei, his eyes Hidden in the shadows, his tone was calm but accompanied by the cold wind blowing in his face.

Lu Mingfei's pupils seemed to be burned by some golden fire. He clearly did not ignite his golden pupils, but the red gold color drove away the reflected blue sky like the flames burning the grassland.

It seemed that for a moment, a blue dragon made of flames stretched across the sky in front of him. The blue dragon was bigger than the mountains and could be clearly seen even outside the atmosphere and in outer space.

Word Spirit. Candle Dragon, the world-destroying word spirit of the King of Bronze and Fire. The releaser needs to meditate and chant for a very long time, and can ignite all the fire elements in the surrounding environment.

This is the ultimate skill to master the element of fire, just like a master playing with a delicate lighter in his hand, but the flame of that lighter is like the breath of a dragon.

It is also the pure violence of fire, which can burn a city or dry up a river, and can even detonate magma underground and cause mountains to erupt.

Once this word spirit is released, it will inevitably trigger a large-scale elemental storm and cause a horrific disaster. Its serial number is 114, but the high-risk word spirit Rhine with serial number 112 is like the Crescent Moon and the Blazing Sun compared to the Candle Dragon. The danger coefficients of the two are not at the same level.

The last outbreak of the candle dragon destroyed Baidi City in one fell swoop. The Equipment Department asserted that the candle dragon recited by King Norton himself could evaporate the entire Yangtze River!

"That will be the greatest power in history. The candle dragon chanted by Constantine is powerful enough to shock the world. He can even turn half of America into scorched earth at the cost of his own cocooning again. Then The magma in the earth's crust will set off a world-destroying frenzy, causing a chain reaction of large-scale volcanic eruptions and super strong earthquakes on a continental scale. The earthquakes can be transmitted from the bottom of the sea to Asia, and the resulting tsunamis will trigger huge waves up to 100 meters high. , the land it swept across cannot even survive the seeds buried deep in the soil. Compared with this kind of power, atomic bombs or hydrogen bombs are just children's toys," Angers said calmly, blowing out a puff of cigar smoke. He was so indifferent that he just told me what he had for lunch.

Lu Mingfei's eyes twitched.

Constantine's flaw is not only his inability to hatch a huge dragon body, but also his cowardly character.

The kings of the ancient gods ruled together. The king of sky and wind made people fearful with his ferocious human sacrifices. The king of ocean and water made it difficult to survive with his outrageous greed and the arrogance of treating all things as insects. Only the king of earth and mountains made it difficult for them to survive. and the Lords of Bronze and Fire protect those who would devoutly believe in them.

This is caused by the character flaws that Charmi and Constantine left when they were created by Nidhogg.

"However, although I can feel the majesty of that boy's bloodline that far exceeds that of the next generation, it is difficult for me to detect the power at the same level as mine. This means that he is no longer a king, and he has lost the ability to use the candle dragon. "Power." Anger said, but Lu Mingfei didn't answer.

"What are you going to do with that fat principal named Fujiwara Shinnosuke?" He suddenly asked a question, and Ange blinked, a little unresponsive.

"Kill him or use it to blackmail Mr. Frost?" Lu Mingfei said.

If you want to bring down the Gattuso family, just such a thing is not enough. Their forces are complex. Moreover, there are actually more people in this dragon-slaying family whose base is based in Sicily who are enthusiastic dragon-slayers.

"I have an idea that this person will play a very important role in something."

Chapter 286 Little Monster Winter

"Don't take Odin's matter to heart, I will solve it. In addition, the vice-principal has already held a school meeting on the Japanese branch and the Snake Qihachi family's raising of Deadpool and using dragon-shaped corpse guards, which are extremely contrary to the Abrahamic blood contract. At the board meeting, I voted in favor of whether to go to war with Tokyo.”

Ange's voice came from the headset, and the birds outside the window stretched their white feathers against the turbulent sea breeze, spreading their wings towards the edge of the intersection of sea and sky in the depths of Tokyo Bay, as if they really had an unwilling soul stuffed into their bodies.

Lu Mingfei was doing push-ups with his upper body bare, his flowing muscles bulging and tightening. Constantine, wearing some loose pajamas, sat cross-legged on Lu Mingfei's bed, which was big enough for two adult men to relax and sleep. In the middle of the big bed, surrounded by soft drinks and snacks, Ultraman Zero was playing on the TV.

After practicing push-ups, Lu Mingfei jumped up and started practicing one-handed push-ups, then plank support and grip strength training, and finally the standing position training with a book on his head.

Lu Mingfei didn't have the habit of chatting during exercise, but he still politely responded to the principal, "Okay principal, I listen to you."

Today, Lu Mingfei has gathered around him a mountain and sea of ​​power. This power is enough for him to not be afraid when facing Odin who is holding Kungunir.

"Brother, do you think there really is an Ultraman in the world?" Constantine raised his head slightly, his eyes widened, and colorful light reflected in his pupils.

"If there really is such a thing, it was your dragon clan's turn to dominate in the first place?" Lu Mingfei said without raising his head. At this time, the door was pushed open and a girl in white silk pajamas stood on tiptoes. Walk in with your feet.

Lu Mingfei looked up along the still and crystal toes, and his eyes quickly caught the slender ankles that were as white as jade, and then the slender calves that were wrapped in naturally hanging loose trouser legs, with a faint line visible.

Eri held the cup with her left hand and the end of the toothbrush with her right hand. She leaned against the door and brushed her teeth seriously, her mouth full of toothpaste foam.

She probably came to see Lu Mingfei originally. After seeing the person she wanted to see, her eyes immediately brightened and she brushed her teeth two minutes faster.

Constantine is still troubled by whether something like Ultraman should exist. If there is no Ultraman in the world, wouldn't it mean that believing in hope and everything else is nonsense.

But if there really is a certain M78 nebula that has been staring at the earth since tens of thousands of years ago, and that place is filled with giants that are tens of meters high, can grow in size, shrink in size, and emit energy light, the Dragon Clan can really call itself a name in this world god?

Constantine really doesn't have much interest in being worshiped by others, but a bad-tempered Dragon King like Norton will be killed instantly if he shows up, right?

The boy in pajamas slowly shifted his gaze from the TV screen to Eriki. Constantine blinked and quietly pulled up the quilt to cover himself. Eri also blinked, raised her head and poured half a glass of water into her mouth, gargled her mouth, then rushed into the bathroom and spit the mouthwash into the sink.

Lu Mingfei stood up unsteadily and put a large textbook titled "History of Alchemy" on his head and stood against the wall. Constantine took advantage of this moment to stuff himself into a windbreaker and took it from the bedside table. A bottle of milk was handed to Lu Mingfei's hand.

This is President Lu’s compulsory course every morning: 40 minutes of exercise and half an hour of standing training. If conditions permit, he will go outdoors for some more intense training.

It sounds very similar to a certain Chu Xingsha embryo who is now addicted to the gentle land, but these days Chu Zihang rarely gets up early to exercise. Lu Mingfei attributed this situation to the adolescent boy's inability to control his taste. One day, his body, which has been tempered and tempered, will be coveted by countless girls.