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"Something's wrong." He and Chu Zihang looked at each other.
"What's going on?" Lu Mingfei asked.
The most worrying thing during the escape is unexpected situations. Any trivial accident may trigger an avalanche of failure.
"The priority of Operation Aurora is A-level in the archives of the Executive Department, which means that any accidents other than the encirclement and suppression of the Dragon King cannot change the basic policy of the entire operation." Caesar whispered, "The number of people participating in the operation is fixed, and each person is a precise gear, forming a machine that is tightly meshed and runs according to the predetermined trajectory... But just now, a quarter of the people left the team. They contacted another group in the southwest of the city."
"Someone with authority far higher than Caesar and I has taken over their command." Chu Zihang said.
The college's authority system was ruthless and efficient. Chu Zihang and Caesar were both unique A+s, which were higher than A but lower than S. The only people who could surpass them in authority level were the deans and members of the board of directors.
"Is it Beowulf?"
"I don't know." Caesar shook his head. "Norma only told us that when Operation Aurora begins, another operation codenamed Spring Hunt will also be launched simultaneously. However, we are two different systems. In order to avoid accidental injuries and misunderstandings due to communication, even if Beowulf appears nearby, he should intervene in the battlefield when we are sure of failure."
At this time, the crisp sound of hard shoe uppers hitting marble echoed under the broken dome of the opera house.
Ling, wearing a camel-colored coat, appeared in the snow not far away. She was holding a black bayonet upside down, with scarlet ice crystals solidified on it.
"Bunin found the serum, but for some reason Christina's condition suddenly worsened. They are using that drug to treat her in the sterile room underground." Ling ignored the two people except Lu Mingfei.
The silver-gray light in the distance cast the dim skylight on the girl's profile, and her skin seemed to flow with a pearly color.
Caesar's pupils contracted.
He was aware of Christina's condition, otherwise he would not have been so persistent in leading the charge in Operation Abyss and using the Trieste as a battlefield to achieve success.
It was the merit of perfectly completing Operation Abyss that allowed Caesar to bypass the power of the Gattuso family and gain the opportunity to re-activate the Nibelungen Project from the hands of the academy. Theoretically, once this transformation is completed, it can completely cure Christina's genetic disease and even allow her to evolve into a more perfect life.
But under pressure from the Gattuso family, the academy stopped the second phase of Christina's transformation, and Bunin took his daughter far away from Chicago through the Russian Ministry of Foreign Affairs. This move directly announced that she would no longer be able to receive treatment at the academy.
According to Kristina, her mother Bella Kopnitskaya died at the prime of her life, and the legend of that beautiful woman is still circulating in Moscow today.
The same disease, if left untreated, would have taken Christina's life at a time of great prosperity.
"Can't we delay? The academy is determined to succeed in this operation. Even if we can't capture you, we will definitely occupy this city completely." Caesar asked in a deep voice.
It is not difficult for the secret party to investigate that City 023 is researching dragon subspecies and evolutionary medicine. Evolutionary medicine is an absolutely prohibited technology in the Abraham Bloodline Contract.
It is not unimaginable to occupy it and even develop it into the academy's stronghold in the Far East.
"It's imminent," Zero said.
Caesar's brows were almost twisted together.
In fact, the only person Pompey really hated was Lu Mingfei, but Caesar didn't want Christina to end up like his mother, becoming a bird in a cage after returning to the family. He also didn't want his girlfriend to become his weakness, as the family would always hold his lifeline and force him to succumb to secular power.
Even if it is a perfect evolutionary medicine, the process of using it is bound to be extremely dangerous.
Christina would definitely not be able to continue on the road of escape with Lu Mingfei.
But if she is caught here, what will be waiting for her?
Perhaps the family would exempt her from trial for Caesar's sake, but house arrest was inevitable.
Blizzard crashed into silver flakes on the shoulder armor of the silver-gray giant.
The girl, whom only Lu Mingfei could see, was sitting on his shoulder and looking far in that direction.
"It's too rare. Even pure-blooded dragons rarely awaken this kind of holy word ability." Xia Mi said softly.
Lu Mingfei raised his head to look into her starry eyes.
"Why are you looking at me? I would be surprised too, okay?" Xia Mi crossed her arms and pouted.
"That thing is just a light and shadow effect?"
"How is that possible? In ancient times, giants were common on battlefields between humans and dragons, no matter in the East or the West, okay?" The girl held her chin up, light and shadow flowing in her eyes, and the ends of her skirt and hair fluttered in the invisible wind. "Before the industrial age, if humans wanted to fight against the huge bodies of dragons, it was not enough to rely on catapults and crossbows. At that time, alchemy was just a prototype. Only the hybrids who mastered the laws of nature could fight against the giant dragons that overturned the mountains."
Lu Mingfei could only imagine what a magnificent era that was, with giants and dragons fighting in the mountains and mineral veins, their blood falling on the ground and forming pools of magma, with every step they took causing the earth to shake.
When the thirty-meter-tall behemoth stood up from the foot of the mountain, the foundation of the entire City 023 was shaking.
Lu Mingfei put his hands behind his back and narrowed his eyes.
Xia Mi said that this kind of word spirit can contend with the dragon body, so its strength is at least that of the second generation, and it is a complete second generation.
It is not a threat to him, but since the owner of a word spirit of this level has been dispatched, it at least demonstrates the academy's determination.
But next to the cooling tower adjacent to the city, the silver-gray giant suddenly stopped.
Beowulf turned with a roar, his joints groaning like thunder as he took his first step.
More silver-gray lines rose from the vast land in all directions, swaying and connecting to the giant's palm. More and more lines gathered together and turned into a giant sword that dragged across the frozen soil.
Lava-like cracks snaked under the sword's edge, and runes emitting sharp light awakened from the hilt, then turned into red-gold tongues of fire that wrapped around the sword.
The buildings on the outskirts of the city cast jagged shadows on the giant's waist, like a tattered cloak covering the god of war.
——"Your words are not strong enough to destroy this city and capture the dragon slayer inside as your emperor wishes!" The old man's hoarse voice echoed in the wind and snow.
"How could Beowulf's reputation be tarnished in my hands, Valentin? We overthrew the emperor's rule with our own hands, so how could we be willing to establish a new emperor?" Beowulf, who was wrapped in a human-shaped cocoon of light by silver-gray beams, looked down at his unrecognizable palm.
Every use of the Holy Word. Divine Body pushes the user's will into the abyss of darkness. It is a higher-level word spirit of the Bronze Throne, but what is awakened from the user is not the conceptual god.
But the real God.
In the end, the divinity that transcends humanity will completely defeat humanity. At that time, the giant's form will collapse, and what will remain will be a completely dragonized walking corpse.
But Beowulf is not afraid.
He has lived for a very long time and has seen the flowers bloom and fall in the world, and he has no regrets.
I just regret that I didn't stand firmly on Flamel's side, which led to the situation becoming irreversible.
In a place that Lu Mingfei could not see, the surging undercurrent had almost submerged the board of directors and the Senate. On the boat of power, Pompey was holding the only rudder that could lead to a new world.
The old men looked at each other, wondering why their leader suddenly said such a thing, but the next second Beowulf, who was submerged in the silver-gray river of light, suddenly turned around.
The young men who jumped down from the cooling tower passed by the old men who were ready to fight. They carried no weapons, but only huge discs with complex totems and patterns engraved on them.
Beowulf's divine body was torn apart from the back, and countless tentacles composed of white filaments swarmed down like snakes in the scattered light spots. Each tentacle was connected to the center of the disc. After the connection was completed, dazzling white light burst out from those tentacles. It was not difficult to see that the disc was transmitting some kind of power to the divine body summoned by Beowulf.
The electric current surged in the old people's earplugs, making a rustling sound.
After the domain was unfolded, Beowulf gained the senses of a giant. He heard the same person's voice in each earphone, and that person said in an untuned voice:
"My old friend, you are not alone on the road to Valhalla."
Beowulf was stunned for a moment, then he laughed softly.
"Are you still timid at this time?" he asked in a low voice.
The disc on his back seemed to store some kind of energy that could be absorbed. After being infused with this power, Beowulf's body became more and more solid and brighter.
The contact had been severed, as if the mysterious man's final contact with Beowulf was only to say a few words.
"Valentin, we never bow to the emperor." Beowulf growled.
The gray clouds above the divine body turned into a huge reverse vortex, where the flow of elements was completely torn apart and turned into a rolling turbulent current.
The blizzard that swept across the sky and the earth was blown away at this moment, and the strong wind lifted the old man in white robe up to a height of dozens of meters.
At some point, long and narrow black iron wings unfolded behind him, and his robe dragged in the strong wind like a dragon-shaped cross.
βThe old and pale skin became rosy again, like the appearance of a vampire duke who had been sleeping for a thousand years and crawled out of the grave to suck human blood.
His pupils were a brilliant gold, and his majesty was as overwhelming as the sky falling down.
"Norma's ultimate authority is still in the hands of the Night Watch. You leaked Lu Mingfei's whereabouts to the Gattuso family just to lure me here?" β's voice was hoarse, but as loud as a bell.
The divine body raised its head, and the huge arc-of-light blade was raised with a rumble, with the tip pointing at the dragon-like β in the sky.
"You don't deserve such treatment. We want to kill Pompey!" Beowulf's voice turned into a howling snowstorm.
The chains composed of silver-grey threads that had pierced into the spine of his divine body were breaking apart bit by bit, with dark golden lines flashing on them. All the lines were like living poisonous snakes, crawling up the armor of the divine body as the chains collapsed, and wandering on the surface of the moon-white armor.
"The dragons in the Blue Palace are only the pillars of that empire, and Pompey is the cornerstone. Unfortunately, he is too cowardly to let an old dog like you come forward even when the throne of the world is within reach!"
Beowulf laughed wildly and swung his greatsword. The turbulence of elements was like a chaotic dragon that pounced on β's body and bit it, or like a mountain range that actively hit ants.
At the same time, the shuttle ship under β's feet fired powerful alchemical weapons at Beowulf through the gun barrel under the hull. Dozens of light beams shot up into the sky, illuminating City 023 as if it were daytime.
—A device in Zero's pocket was making an ear-piercing scream.
Caesar and Chu Zihang looked over at the same time.
Her Royal Highness frowned coldly. She took out the thing, which was the school emblem of Kassel College.
She actually carried this thing with her all the time.
The moment the object was exposed to the air, a passionate tenor voice pierced the silence around it.
Finkel yelled hysterically: "Run, you idiot junior brother! The monster from Gattuso's family wants to capture you and take you back to make pills!!"
Chapter 586 Cannibalism
"In one month, I took a private plane to and from Spain and Romania seven times, and passed through the ancient city of Rome and the groups of green palaces in the suburbs of Rome fourteen times... I swear in the name of the Flamel lineage that the entire headquarters of the Gattuso family is a huge alchemical matrix. Its complexity and power may even exceed that of China's Qin Shihuang Mausoleum." The person who said this has a series of titles such as the current president of Kassel College, Flamel's mentor, the greatest alchemist of the contemporary era, the strong promoter of the American Mixed-Blood Bikini Beauty Pageant Day... and so on. Each title is as majestic as thunder, but he wears greasy jeans and T-shirts, and his belly is bulging like an old and fat frog.
The night watchman was worthy of the title of old cowboy. Even the discs playing on the black and white TV were large-scale western pornographic films. The gentle and wanton moans of women filled this small space crowded with well-dressed bigwigs.
Baroness Elizabeth Laurent frowned slightly and tried her best to ignore the blood-pumping scene. "We are here to find a way out, Master Flamel, not to find the original sin of the Gattuso family." she said.
"If you don't overthrow Pompey, what's your way out?" The night watchman was picking his teeth with a toothpick in a lazi manner. He put the size 42 stinky feet on the table. The fried chicken was next to the two feet. It seemed that the wings and thighs had been destroyed, leaving only the bare body.
"Aren't you curious about how Frost died? Or why the Sword of Wrath was launched into the suburbs of Chicago?"
Everyone sat up straight at the same time.
"Some of you here control a huge cash flow that can trigger a financial crisis throughout the world; some of you hold the highest power in a country and can start a war that can decide the fate of millions of people; and some of you have the most dangerous alchemical creations that have been passed down from ancient times to the present day. When the decisive battle comes, those creations can overturn the situation on the battlefield." The night watchman moved his eyes to a person's face and looked at that person every time he spoke. His voice was calm and more majestic than ever before.
"But when facing Pompey and Gattuso, all of you were as weak as a baby."
The cold wind of early spring rushed in through the window of the bell tower, causing the candlelight beside Flamel to flicker.
The elders who recognized the alchemical tool looked changed.
The most valuable item here is probably this candle. It condenses the hard work of several generations of Flamel mentors, and can engrave the power of the Word Spirit on it and strengthen it in an incredible way.
The Night Watchman relied on this candlelight swaying in the wind to expand his spiritual laws to the entire Kassel Academy.
His bloodline is so powerful that after being shrouded in the realm of discipline, even the elders who have been active in the dragon-slaying battlefield for a hundred years cannot feel the restlessness of the elements in the air.
"When you walked through this door, you all received a gift from my student Finkel... I know that no one except dear Charlotte intends to open it, but now you can see what's inside." The night watchman held a cigar that had been smoked, and the smoke slowly rose.
The senators present at the meeting, Cadmus and St. George, looked at each other and first opened the small box on the armrest.