"Then there's nothing we can do." Fingel put down the jar in his hand decisively without any hesitation, and the heavy jar hit the soil with a dull sound.
"Facing the strongest vengeful male god of mixed race, how can we resist? Naturally, we all listen to you."
Mai Shutoku looked at Fengel who gave up resistance next to her with confusion. She also knew that this was the best solution. If they did not surrender immediately, they would probably die here in an instant.
But this is completely different from the previous state where Fingel desperately wanted to get it.
"Don't relax, I will hold the principal back later. You hold the can and run quickly. As long as we reach the helicopter, we will be the winners."
Fingel moved a step closer to Mai Shutoku and whispered to her, but on the surface he still looked dejected as he had given up resistance.
"You still have to sublimate your bloodline, otherwise you will die." Seeing Fengel's last words, Shutoku Mai naturally knew what Fengel was thinking.
"In Chinese terms, everyone is destined to die. It may be lighter than a feather or heavier than Mount Tai. And I may not die yet."
Fingel smiled indifferently. On the surface, it seemed that he didn't care at all about the consequences of continuously sublimating his bloodline.
But all the truest emotions were hidden deep in his eyes, and he would not let anyone see through them.
"But didn't you say that there is another girl waiting for you to go back? Are you going to give up now? Maybe we have other methods."
Although she knew this was the best solution so far, she still tried to persuade Fingel to try another approach.
Fingel did not reply immediately. He turned around and looked at the principal's golden eyes, which shone with golden light in the dark night. He had seen these golden eyes many times, so he naturally knew what kind of person the principal was.
He is usually very elegant and is an elegant centenarian. But if anyone dares to interfere with his plan to slay the dragon, he will tear off his elegant disguise and reveal his true beast appearance.
Then tearing his enemies apart, there's absolutely no chance of another possibility.
"Even if the jar is handed over, the principal will not let us go. Anyone who hinders him from slaying the dragon is his enemy, and he will not show mercy to his enemies."
"And there is a girl still waiting for me, so I can't give up the jar. This is the price for saving her, and there won't be many opportunities to pay the price like this."
Fingel turned and walked in the direction of Angers, with a syringe ready in his right hand.
"Remember to go back and tell the boss that I will pay the price with my life and ask him to kill the Dragon King to avenge me."
In the darkness, dim golden pupils lit up from Fingel's eyes, but they were weak, like small candles burning in the strong wind, as if they would be extinguished by the storm the next moment.
"It seems that you are still stubborn, kid. The old guys from the past era will teach you how to respect the elderly."
Angers' golden eyes shone brightly in the darkness, like a countdown before the nuclear bomb exploded. Fingel lowered his head, and the syringe in his right hand was already pressed against his skin, and he was about to poke it out.
The next moment, a middle-aged man in blue ancient costume appeared between Fingel and Angers, blocking Angers and Fingel who were about to fight.
Angers stared at the man who appeared in front of him instantly, frowning slightly. From his body, he felt the power of the same spirit, and this decoration also reminded him of a distant legend.
"Oriental mixed-race, why are you blocking me?" A folding knife appeared in Ange's hand at some point, and the blade was pointed at the man in blue costume.
The man didn't answer Angers, but just stretched out his hand and waved to Fingel and Shude Mai behind him, "Take your cans and go, I will stop him."
The next moment, Ange's figure appeared an inch in front of the man. The folding knife in his hand stabbed the man's throat at a tricky angle, threatening to cut his throat.
The man's golden eyes lit up instantly, and Ange's originally fast figure became sluggish at that moment, allowing the man to easily avoid Ange's attack.
But for the two people watching the battle, Fingel and Shutoku Mai could only see the two people teleporting. Angers figure suddenly appeared in front of the man, and the next moment the man teleported again. Get behind Angers.
"You have a very strong bloodline, much stronger than me. If you come to Kassel Academy, we will probably have another S-class student." Angers didn't care that the attack he just had was dodged.
His folding knife danced in his hand, and his eyes turned to the yellow jar next to Fingel, "But do you know what's in it? It's Norton's cocoon."
"If I get it, I can kill him, put a dragon king to sleep forever, and go to the hell where they deserve to go to accompany them Nidhogg."
Ange's golden eyes became even hotter with his words, as if they were going to burn the next moment.
"Maybe, but it's none of my business. All I have to do now is stop you. I don't care about the rest." The man's golden eyes were still so shining.
"Thank you very much." Fingel reacted and immediately thanked the man. Then he picked up the jar and ran back without looking back. He didn't want to know why the man helped them stop Principal Angers.
Curiosity can be suppressed in the face of life.
The opportunity to escape without sublimating the bloodline is not always available. If you don't run away quickly at this time, why don't you ask everything and leave them here together as corpses like in the movie?
Angers did not try to stop Fingel and the others from leaving. He knew that with this oriental hybrid, all his attempts to intercept them were in vain.
His golden eyes looked at the man, his expression no longer the cat and mouse before, but became extremely serious.
"You are sweating. This level of zero time consumes a lot of time for you." The next moment, Angers appeared behind the man and slashed the back of his neck with a folding knife.
Another time zero was activated again, Angers' movements slowed down for an instant, and the man used this to move forward and avoid Angers attack.
However, after activating Time Zero again, beads of sweat appeared on the man's forehead, and his breathing was heavier than before. It was obvious that the continuous release consumed a lot of him.
But there was nothing strange about the centenarian Angers, and his golden eyes were even brighter.
"Five times, there are five more chances, and you will die under my folding knife. If you let the Dragon King go, then use your life to repay it." Angers eyes were cold, and he knew that even if he would kill this man Kill.
It was impossible for him to recover those who stole the jar, which was a great humiliation for a man seeking revenge against the dragons.
"Sure enough, he is indeed the strongest hybrid in the West. Even a hundred years old has so much physical strength." As he spoke, the man and Angers had already fought four times in zero time.
Their figures kept changing in the dark night, and they fought countless times in this moment. The man was half-kneeling on the ground, breathing heavily from his mouth and nose, and his golden eyes dimmed a lot.
"Next time, you will die." Angers slowly walked towards the man and declared death to him.
"I'm so sorry." The man raised his head, but his face was not filled with fear, but with a sense of victory. "This is not the land of Eagle Sauce, but the land of Rabbit."
Doubts flashed across Ange's face, but his doubts were answered in the next second. The huge lights turned on instantly, illuminating Ange, the man and the land around them.
"This is the third squadron of Rabbit Helicopters. Please ask the relevant personnel below to stop all your actions, otherwise we have the right to open fire."
"Once again, please ask all relevant personnel below to stop all your actions, otherwise we have the right to open fire."
The armed helicopter flew stationary in the sky, and the sound of roaring rotors resounded in their ears. Most importantly, the machine guns and air-to-ground missiles were already aimed at them.
"Surrender and prepare for bail, Avenger." The man stood up and held his head in his hands to express surrender.
Angers took a deep breath, and his golden eyes instantly went out, "Things never develop as smoothly as expected, but this time I will remember you."
Angers also held his head with his hands like a man to express his surrender, waiting for confirmation from the crew above.
