The golden pupils suddenly opened in the darkness, and the ultimate beauty and majesty slowly flowed inside. The thing in the brass tank opened its mouth and let out a deafening roar, and the entire cryogenic laboratory was in chaos.
"Operation prohibited! Operation prohibited! Operation, prohibited!" Norma's mechanized voice kept ringing, accompanied by the warning lights in the corner turning crazily in red, representing high risk.
Several trained researchers rushed forward and surrounded the mysterious man on the operating table. Another researcher took a picture of the red button on the work table.
"Bah!" The quartz glass cover in front of the man suddenly closed. As many as twelve sealing valves were fastened immediately. A large amount of liquid nitrogen was sprayed from the nozzle into the sealed glass cavity. For a moment, the contents of the brass tank were Letting out a sharp roar, the struggle gradually slowed down.
But the intruder just sneered under the mask. He poured the last gray tin solution onto the quartz glass cover, and finally pushed the knife upward from his waist, using the corrosiveness of the solution to forcefully break open the outermost quartz glass cover.
With a swift movement, he kicked the brass can inside the hood towards the rushing staff. At this time, the solid brass can was like a piece of moldy and softened cheese, constantly emitting dark green mist.
"Leave the laboratory first." Angers shouted. The experimenters were obviously aware of the danger, and they immediately fled one by one with pale faces. Only by waiting for everyone to escape and then sealing off the entire cryogenic laboratory could this crisis be stopped.
Angers opened the door, stepped directly to the door, slapped the button to close the door, and took a last look at the mysterious man still standing on the console and the brass tank that had been corroded to seventy-seven hundred and seventy-seven percent, thick and thick. The heavy metal door slowly fell.
"Start the self-destruct program." After coming out, Angers gave the order to the researchers who gathered around to find a solution. They nodded one by one, and then ran to the main console to operate various instruments.
"Warning! Warning! Warning! The low-temperature laboratory will start the self-destruction program in three minutes. All staff are asked to leave this area. All staff are asked to leave this area." Norma's voice echoed in the ice cellar, and everyone wore white protective clothing. All the researchers in the service were pacing worriedly in the comprehensive laboratory.
In three minutes, cryogenic liquid nitrogen will fill the entire laboratory, freezing everything inside into ice sculptures.
Time is passing by, and all metal passages approaching the cryogenic laboratory are sealed layer by layer to minimize the risk.
Angers raised his hand and glanced at the old-fashioned mechanical watch on his wrist, silently reciting the final countdown, while every staff member was also waiting.
"Roar!" When the last second countdown fell and the stored liquid nitrogen was continuously and safely input into the laboratory, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
But a low, hoarse, noble and majestic dragon roar completely made everyone's hearts tighten. The underground base, which had become extremely cold due to the vaporization of liquid nitrogen absorbing a large amount of heat, began to slowly heat up. Even though they were so far apart, they could still feel the volcano-like hot energy.
In front of the library control room, the young man in green shirt stood with his sword in hand and looked back. The blazing dragon flames had formed a pillar of red fire, rising from the ground to the sky.
"Finally, I met a decent guy." Li Longyuan flashed, jumped onto the roof, and disappeared.
Manstein, who was dozing off on the sofa, was so startled by the dragon's roar that he stood up from his seat.
"What's going on? Is there really a dragon invasion?" The bald professor looked at Guderian next to him in shock, and next to him, the young man who had been with him since the mental hospital sat down slumped. , covering his head in pain.
"I hope there will be fewer student casualties this time." The old man lowered his head and murmured to himself. Schneider was still standing in front of the screen. Even though most of his body organs were necrotic due to dragon poison during the operation ten years ago, he could still feel that the air was becoming dry and hot.
The two figures in the Hall of Valor were still swinging their sword tips at high speeds in the darkness, and their bodies changed at a staggering speed. The long rows of oak chairs around the body were cut into pieces, and sparks could even be seen in the smooth fractures.
"Long legs, long legs, the first step of the plan has been completed, get out as soon as possible." A female voice came from the headset of the woman in black.
Mai Shutoku immediately stopped Fudu Yuhun, took a few steps back and stood still.
"Is this your purpose?" In the darkness, Caesar's golden pupils lit up like lights. Even without the increase bonus of the Word Spirit Kamamaitachi, he could clearly hear the monster-like roar.
"I can't explain you a sentence or two, come on, junior." The woman returned a thrilling smile, and the slender and shallow sword was raised above her head and hidden behind the smooth spine of the combat uniform.
The Yanling·Mingzhao field opened, and the explosive figure disappeared.
"Junior..." Caesar pondered this title in the darkness, but his eyes were already looking outside through the window to the location of the ice cellar.
Outside the church is Angers' favorite Bermuda lawn, which is all green turf he carefully selected.
But now, the black sun totem spread out like waves, and the emerald green grass was burnt brown and dry by the high temperature.
The cold-haired young man and the girl with the same expressionless face stood in the large lawn, using the high-risk word spirit Jun Yan to forcefully collide with each other. Round after round of flames exploded, and the raging heat wave steamed the surrounding air.
No one dared to come within a hundred meters of them. After using the violent blood technique, Chu Zihang's golden pupils couldn't close for a while, so he could only cover them with contact lenses.
Now the dazzling dragon's power is no longer concealed, and the boy is like a king walking out of the fire. However, after a dragon roar, they all turned their heads and looked in the direction of the ice cellar.
"Zhen!" The girl just glanced and turned around, making a similar sound, which was equivalent to the raging flames of napalm burning coming again.
Chu Zihang also resisted with Junyan. Two blazing black flames of similar colors collided with each other, producing brilliant and dazzling sparks like electric welding and extremely high-temperature air heat waves.
When this dazzling white light passed, only the anxious and dry breath was left in the air, and the trace of the three-no girl opposite had disappeared.
The boy gently shook the slender Murasame, then sheathed the sword with an expressionless expression.
"Students, we are about to face the most important challenge since the founding of the school. Please replace the live ammunition." Ange's old and charming voice came from each student's chat channel. The group of intruders had already heard a dragon roar. After that, they got on their motorcycles and left in an orderly manner.
Almost at the same time, the eyes of Chu Zihang and Caesar became serious. Something really happened! In the sealed laboratory, in the dark environment where the power supply was cut off, thick and viscous white mist floated, and a steady stream of liquid nitrogen gurgled along the open metal pipes around the wall.
The entire confined space instantly became an extremely cold ice chamber. In such a quiet, dark and cold environment, the black shadows were slowly squirming under the milky white liquid, as if a creature was powerfully opening its membrane wings.
The crimson light then illuminated the entire colorless and transparent liquid nitrogen pool. The creature buried underneath opened its mouth and spit out scorching flames. The extremely high temperature melted through the metal ceiling.
Low-temperature liquid nitrogen and high-temperature flames collided with each other, causing violent white mist to rise continuously. Under the mist of white steam, the guy opened his wide crimson wings, driving his strong and muscular body to soar into the sky.
"Roar!" There was another roar that spread like a tidal wave. The students at Kassel College who were busy changing magazines raised their heads and looked at the shadow in the dark sky.
It was the creature they were studying all the time and thinking about killing. But now that they actually saw it, they could only feel shocked.
It has a flat, four-cornered head, a tail that swings like a battering ram, a pair of wide membrane wings that cover the sky and avoid the sun, and an ancient and stern body covered with scales and horny folds.
Its huge golden pupils, like gas lamps, seemed to be burning with black flames, adding a hint of bloodthirsty and cruelty.
The dragon flapped its red membrane wings and hovered over the academy. The sharp friction between the wingtips and the air could even cause substantial flames.
This is a majestic and majestic scene that only appears in mythological epics. In the night watchman's attic, an old cowboy with a beer belly came out and looked at the figure in the sky, with incomprehensible emotions in his eyes.
"Is this what you think? Angers." Suddenly, the old cowboy turned his back and asked. In the dark gloom, the old man walked up slowly along the iron stairs of the church. He was dressed in a black suit with a bright red rose in his breast pocket. His hair was meticulously wiped with hairspray, and his face looked like an aging lion.
"Yes, and no." The old man raised his head, looked at the roaring dragon hovering in the sky, and answered ambiguously.
The old cowboy frowned slightly.
"You know, every dragon throne has twins sitting on it. When they merge into one, humans have no chance of winning."
"So, you want to use their fragile emotions to defeat them one by one while they still have human emotions and concerns." The old cowboy said.
"But it's not Constantine, nor Norton. This is unexpected." Angers did not answer, but said something inexplicably.
He had faced the majesty of the Dragon King's twins. It was a sense of oppression that was enough to make all creatures in the domain surrender.
Even just a glance from a distance can make a low-blooded mixed race stiffen up and surrender, without any sense of resistance in his mind.
But this dragon is far less powerful than the four monarchs. Although it is also very powerful, far stronger than the hybrids and dragons Angers has seen in the past few decades.
"So, how do you plan to solve this trouble? Let me state in advance that Yan Ling and Judgment have no ability to restrict pure-blooded dragons with a higher purity of blood than mine. This guy is probably also a leader in the next generation level." The old cowboy After taking a swig of whiskey on the rocks, he smashed his mouth.
"I didn't plan to rely on you." Angers glanced at him sideways and opened the silver-white suitcase he had brought with him, with the corners wrapped in black cowhide.
There were various black parts inside. Angers squatted down and quickly changed his fingers to form a large-caliber sniper rifle.
He took out a cylindrical quartz glass sealed tube from his trousers pocket, which contained a slender dark red bullet. Inside the crystal-like bullet, there was a blood-red crystal luster flowing slowly.
The Philosopher's Stone is the latest and most outstanding research and development product of the Equipment Department. The warhead is made of the purest spiritual elements and is powerful enough to kill the Dragon King.
"I thought you would take out the folding knife with a copper-inlaid wooden handle that was transformed from an Alcante sword, then take off your shirt to expose your strong sinews, and engage in a real man-to-man combat with the dragon. All the female students in the school are admiring the ageless majesty of their principal. Unexpectedly, he is just hiding here and preparing to launch cold shots." The old cowboy sighed.
"Just leave those things that are in the limelight to young people. I'm old." Angers didn't pay attention to Flamel's ridicule and accepted his age calmly.
In the air, Chilong opened his golden eyes and looked at the unfamiliar environment below with strong curiosity. The students hiding in the buildings, woods and parks held their breaths and watched the dragon flying above and setting off the flowing fire, and couldn't help but tighten their guns.
Under the substantial pressure of dragon power, their faces became increasingly pale.
"Fire." An order came down in the communication channel. Thousands of metal bullets were shot out at the same time, and the bright fire briefly rose, almost setting the dark academy on fire.
The red dragon's scale-covered head, neck, torso and membrane wings were all being impacted by dense bullets. It hoarsely vibrated its membrane wings and flew high into the sky to avoid the fierce firepower.
But the students of Cassel College are mixed race and their marksmanship is ridiculously good. No matter how it dodges, it is still hit by a large number of live metal bullets.
Finally, when the red dragon flew to the highest altitude, its wings stopped flapping, and it fell straight down with its body.
"Oh!" Someone cheered, holding a gun. Even the dragons that dominated the world in ancient times had to bow their heads under human technology and firearms technology.
But just when he was about to fall to the empty lawn on the ground, the dragon cunningly opened his eyes, resumed his vibrating membrane wings, roared and spit out hot red flames from his mouth.
The raging red light completely ignited the vast grassland and woods inside the college, accompanied by billowing black smoke.
This is a loss Cassel College has never had since its founding. In its golden pupils glowing with black flames, its eyes changed from curious and confused to ferocious.
"Look for a bunker to hide in and try to get as close to the water source as possible!" In the panic, some students shouted loudly and organized defense.
This is the second generation species belonging to the lineage of the King of Bronze and Fire, perhaps the son or grandson of the Dragon King Norton.
It has demonstrated its noble status with a mouthful of scorching dragon flames. But its movements did not stop there. The red dragon flew at low altitude, constantly spitting red flames towards the surrounding buildings, igniting the ancient castles that had existed since the Middle Ages.
The temperature in the internal areas of the academy is also rising with the dragon flames, and countless loudspeakers are sending out shrill buzzing alarms.
The students were shooting red dragons in the air with submachine guns while looking for bunkers to hide in. The overall situation was not good.
Because each metal bullet only caused scattered sparks on the outside of the red dragon's tough scales, but could not penetrate the inner layer of the film.
In the distance, Mai Shutoku, wearing a black combat uniform, was clinging to the ground, setting up a heavy black sniper rifle. In the scope, Cassel College was already filled with red flames.
