Perfect cross-fire fired barrages continuously from the left and right wings. Steel-core bullets were fired at a speed of 900 rounds per minute. The magazines were emptied and replaced immediately. After the dragon invasion alarm was sounded, the school engineering department almost used up the entire college's ammunition. The inventories were all opened, and the arms reserves inside were enough for Kassel College to fight a real war.
As the commander-in-chief, Caesar had no reservations in front of the four real monarchs. He tried his best to put them to death, but in fact, no bullet could hit that majestic dragon body. He was just a tall figure crawling there. It is a live target with high heat, but any bullet will explode into a red "ring" before it gets close to the dragon shadow two meters away, melting into molten steel and flowing on the invisible wall.
The more bullets were fired, the more obvious the layer of molten steel became. The high-speed flow gradually formed layers of protective walls around him. The sparks and rings of fire that kept blooming were like the brilliant spots left by moths flying into the flames.
Amidst a row of dull explosions, several meteors dragged their long tails and sharp wind whistles to create a parabola, falling on the head of Long Ying - those were mortars. Of course, this group of students did not forget them. A killer weapon used on Freedom Day.
Long Ying did not move or even raise his head. The molten steel swirling around him started to flow like a vortex and converged towards the top of his head. The explosion that was enough to blow away the infantry fighting vehicle was captured. The molten steel split into the shape of a funnel. The kinetic energy of the explosion was diverted, and the flaming molten steel rained down from around him, splashing onto the soil and leaving scorched black marks.
The flames of the explosion illuminated everyone's twitching faces, as if everyone could see the irritation and anger in the dragon shadow's scorching huge pupils. If they really can't cause any harm to the monarch, they will wait until the other party comes to the ground. But when it comes time to take revenge, it's too late.
"Caesar! Bullets seem to have no effect on him!" Lancelot roared in the public channel. He had to roar because the sound of surrounding fire completely drowned out his voice.
"The King of Bronze and Fire controls metal in the legend. All weapons made of metal cannot cause harm to him. He is like Baldr in Norse mythology. All metals are forced to swear not to cause any harm to him... .So in a war with a modern background, he is almost invincible." Caesar's deep voice sounded on the channel, telling the grim facts,
"But even Baldr is not invincible. Constantine and Norton were forced into sleep in history, and they were successfully hunted and destroyed the throne... We just haven't found the right method now. "
"Maybe the word spirit can...but we can't release the word spirit now." Qilan's voice was a little bitter. This is the worst situation for hybrids. In front of the real Dragon King, the power in each of their minds is like The cowering 'snake' is hibernating in the corner of their mind. Now the only thing they can rely on is the firearm in their hands.
"You don't have to use words to win. I remember that the way to kill Baldur in Nordic mythology was... mistletoe?" Nuonuo, who was lying on the roof next to Caesar and aiming at the dragon shadow with a sniper scope, whispered. ask. She was no stranger to Nordic mythology, and there were explanations about Eastern and Western mythology in the academy's courses. In the myth, Baldr, who was invulnerable to all things, died of mistletoe because he was weak and did not swear an oath. The ankle of Achilles has the same purpose.
Whatever is strongest must have its weakest point.
"Alchemy weapons... Nono, they are alchemy weapons. In fact, we have always known the answer. Did our predecessors have no way to slay dragons before the birth of firearms? No, that's not the case." Caesar said softly. He gave the answer, and at the same time he put his right hand on his lower back. Under the cover of his school uniform jacket, a ferocious hunting knife lay across his bandaged lower back, "Most wars with dragons end in Blood-drinking swords, with rare exceptions.”
He pulled out the alchemical sword named Dictado, and suddenly a hand was holding the back of his hand. He lowered his head and saw the red-haired girl on the ground who raised her right hand and shook her head at him.
"Don't go and die. Your spirit is not suitable for close assault combat." She looked at the explosion of bullets and bullets and said, "As a commander, it is not your mission to die, but ours."
"But it's not my style to watch an entire team die. As a commander who loses an entire team, it is undoubtedly unqualified." Caesar looked at the dragon shadow that was surrounded by fire and the molten steel, and said in a deep voice. Said, "A good captain must be silent along with his ship. I have said this before. I am not going to die this time. Didn't you notice? He is not moving or fighting back. This only proves that The fact is that he was injured in the previous laser weapon. As long as he will be injured, then he can be killed. Then why can’t the person who kills him be me?”
"Then how do you solve the problem in his field?" Chen Motong took a deep breath, knowing the stubbornness of the man next to him. Caesar is good at everything, but the most troublesome thing is that he is too proud and believes in something. It was up to him to do the work, and even ten horses couldn't pull it back. Now she could only use reality and success rate to make their commander give up the dangerous idea of leading the charge.
"If I'm not wrong, it is the power of the Dragon King, static heating." Caesar stared at the rings of fire in front of the dragon shadow that reduced all kinetic energy and speed to zero. "The normal high temperature of 'Jun Yan' It's 500 degrees. The high temperature of the 'Junyan' released by the Dragon King is estimated to be several times higher... He can't let himself be in this high temperature all the time. He is a living creature, not a pure flame elemental body. The environment must be suitable for living things to survive. So what I need to do is to penetrate the membrane of that field in an instant and get close to the 'safe zone' he created for himself. That is my real chance. .”
"Then you need to break through the temperature of perhaps a thousand degrees in an instant... Logically speaking, you can do this as long as you are fast enough. But I want to remind you, Caesar, your word spirit is a 'scythe weasel', not 'Instant' or 'Time Zero'." Chen Motong said after a moment of silence.
"'Setsuna' and 'Time Zero' haven't appeared yet, which means they have their own plans. I don't believe they will run away. According to the characters of those two people, Dragon King Fall and they are probably the most ruthless in drawing their swords. They are also the fastest, but they have not appeared now, which means that they have been delayed by other things... So what I am doing now is just to buy him time." Caesar stood up from behind the bunker, sea blue His eyes were occupied by a rich and pure golden color. There was no hesitation or doubt in his expression under the firelight. All he could see was iron-cold hardness.
"Besides, I'm the only one who has the chance to do this now," he said.
Then, under Chen Motong's stunned gaze, under the flickering light of gunfire and bullets in the Hall of Heroes Square, the body of this blond man under his school uniform jacket actually began to grow fine black hair... It was not hair, but As the sharp and slender sword-shield-shaped object gradually covered the whole body, wisps of the sword-shield tangled together to form its true appearance, dragon scales.
"A very interesting little trick, a secret of the Lionheart Club. But even after undergoing the 'baptism' of the next generation, you can only enter this state twice a day. Once you exert your strength, there is no turning back." Caesar did not Paying attention to Nono's reaction, he gently touched the handle of the hunting knife with his right hand, and then held it.
This time, no one could stop him from drawing the knife. The criss-crossed blade was like running water across the night. A new realm spread from his body. Dark red blood mist surged up behind him. It was a large number of blood-sucking sickles. , soaring into the sky with screams, their restless blood-thirsty killing intent suppressed their fear of the Dragon King's domain, and quickly flew across the entire battlefield, becoming Caesar's "eyes".
At the moment when the new realm spread out in the Hall of Heroes, in the center of the battlefield, the dragon shadow that had not moved suddenly twisted its snake-like dragon neck, and its scorching dragon eyes stared in the direction of the new realm, with a dazzling sight. The light broke through the barrage.
He looked directly at the man who had taken the forbidden path on the tall roof in the night, and that man was also watching him at the moment.
"...He noticed me." Caesar said, with a hint of surprise in his tone.
This is a very wonderful feeling. When he made up his mind to enter the violent blood for the second time, his blood seemed to secrete a magnetic substance, creating an attraction that he had never experienced before. The source of the power is the behemoth in the center of the square.
"Bloodline...same origin?" he whispered.
Violent blood is a taboo method to embark on the path of atavism and evolution, but no one has ever thought about which specific ancestor in history the so-called atavism is. The people who originally studied this taboo method thought that it was , the atavism phenomenon will proceed in a direction based on the traceability of the hybrid's own bloodline, that is, the atavism phenomenon of the descendants of the Bronze and Fire King will trace their origins to this monarch... But now this line of thinking seems wrong.
Caesar could not be a descendant of the King of Bronze and Fire, but he also developed a sense of connection to trace his bloodline after the violent bloodshed. There is only one possibility for this situation - these four monarchs did not stand at the pinnacle of evolution. On the contrary, he is on the same evolutionary path as the hybrids, and the ultimate goal they are heading towards, the path forward for the evolution of the Dragon King, and the end point of the violent return to the ancestors, all come from the same being.
The black emperor? Or something even more ancient?
Caesar didn't know, because the huge dragon shadow in the square then let out a low chant. No one knew how the throat structure of the ferocious beast was formed. The chant he sang was so loud and wide-ranging. Although he is at the bottom of the valley, he can deliver high-pressure, air-tight chants to every corner of the mountaintop academy, making everyone in the dark night look in the same direction in fear!
"...He wants to release the spirit of speech!" Lancelot's voice boomed in the channel, "Stop him!"
"...How to stop it?" Qilan immediately asked again.
All metal bullets are ineffective against this monarch. All their previous attacks were in vain, but even now they are still shooting, shooting, shooting. Do they really not know that they are doing useless work? No... that's not the case. For things like human beings, even before the end of a natural disaster, a large group of people will still choose to resist in vain. This can bring them some peace of mind. Even if they die, it seems to be a well-deserved death.
But when the doomsday really comes over their heads, and when the gloomy death comes overwhelmingly like a tsunami and flood covering high-rise buildings, they will still feel real despair. Most people will finally accept their fate and pray, while a few people will still die. The trigger is unyielding...but some people will give birth to flowers of hope in this desperate situation. (No explicit associations allowed)
"...Alchemy weapons! Only alchemy weapons can cause harm to him!" Manstein's voice suddenly sounded on the public channel, "Yes... you are right! The metal used in alchemy is 'killed' And it's 'remodeled'. In theory, it doesn't belong to any conventional 'metal'! Frontline commanders, do you hear me? You now have a way to influence the Dragon King!"
Caesar, who was holding Dictado down and about to rush out of the roof of the Hall of Valor, was stopped for a moment by the shouting in the headset, but this had no effect on what he was going to do, because what the control room had just discovered now, He had known this for a long time, so he was ready to rush towards the Dragon King with the alchemical sword Dictado to fight for a chance of survival.
But then, another woman's voice appeared on the public channel, interrupting his thoughts of dying generously.
"Professor Manstein, please calm down and get to the point... Can you hear me on the public channel?" The woman who met the wife said quickly, "Frigga Bullet, Caesar Gattuso, let everyone change Frigga Bullet! Do you still remember that time when your student council snipers shot at me on Freedom Day? The warhead of Frigga Bullet is an alchemical product, it will not be affected by the Dragon King's realm, and can give enough ' The impact' has an effect on it! It's like...a dull knife cutting flesh!"
With these words, Caesar instantly recognized who this woman was. Chen Motong, who was in the sniper position, subconsciously touched his cheek...the place where he had a toothache for a while.
"Frigga Bullet, yes, Frigga Bullet itself is an alchemical weapon. How could I forget this...all members will replace Frigga Bullet!" Lancelot's voice rang in the channel, and he didn't Needing his order, each student began to quickly reload after hearing the woman's voice.
"No, it's too late." Susie suddenly said in the public channel. She raised her sight from the sniper scope and looked at the scene in the square that was like a divine revelation.
Lancelot, who was preparing to press Frigga's bullet magazine, suddenly raised his head, and a drop of sweat ran down his forehead, because he felt the high pressure in the atmosphere, like an invisible wall falling from the sky, covering the ground. The air is compressed to an extreme that is unbearable for ordinary people.
Every time the students took a breath, their lungs were filled with thick gas and a burning sensation. The source of all this was His Highness Constantine who finished singing in the center of the square.
The five-layered fire ring condensed on top of his head, emitting extreme light and heat, which was the source of pressure and high temperature.
The rings of fire overlapped one after another and climbed higher, like the halo of an angel above the dragon shadow. At the end of the chant, and now, the last, smaller and top red ring finally solidified, and each layer of fire The flames in the ring began to flow quietly as if they were alive, indicating that this word spirit had reached the end of its chant.
A second after the chanting ended, a crack appeared in the five-layer fire ring.
"Everyone avoid danger!" Manstein and Caesar shouted in the public channel at the same time.
That power collapsed.
The five-layered fire ring made a crisp crackling sound from the first one, just like glass shattering after being hit by a huge force. The power flowing in the ring suddenly had an outlet to pour out, and it poured out from inside the ring. The violent surge burst out, and was immediately affected by the power erupting from the other four rings of fire. The powers began to superimpose on each other, so the explosive power expanded exponentially.
Jun Yan·Wu Stir.
Everyone saw a fiery red light shining throughout the night sky, and then a full white gas ball composed of gas expanded rapidly. It expanded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. In the blink of an eye, the height and volume of the white ball were It surpassed the Hall of Valor and flew into the sky in a huge and perfect 'ring'.
Then in the center of the 'ring', flames swept in all directions, followed by the explosion that tore the eardrums. After the Hall of Heroes, the East Pavilion, and the buildings within a kilometer were swept by the shock wave, the windows The glass shattered neatly inward, and blazing flames shot out and burned everything!
After the explosion, with the dragon shadow as the center, the square of the Hall of Heroes was no longer complete. Everything was scorched black. A huge sun totem with flowing magma appeared in the center of the explosion. The entire totem was covered with wide The square...and then in the ruins, he continued to chant, and a new ring of fire began to appear.
On the ruins of the Hall of Heroes, a black figure took off, and the explosive force even collapsed the starting roof. His figure stretched in the air, and then successfully landed, and continued to sprint for the second time without stopping. The ground where he landed and exerted force was Stepping out of the deep pit, he jumped over and accelerated within the totem of magma on the earth, and ran straight towards Constantine who chanted 'Jun Yan' for the second time!
"Cover!" Caesar's voice boomed, both in the square and on the public channel.
So his voice was responded to. In the ruins after the word spirit exploded, countless gun muzzles were raised neatly, and the Frigga bullets all poured out, and a large number of blood-red warheads surged away like a wave. This time, the alchemical warhead did not melt into molten steel like the previous steel-core bullets. Those bullets exploded when they touched the high-temperature field, but the blood mist exploded and hit Longying with impact. On your body!
The tide of blood mist set off on the monarch's body, and the huge power actually made the indestructible dragon body tremble wildly. It was the first time he felt an external force on his body, and he was forced to interrupt the chanting of Yanling before condensing a A layer of fire ring's 'King Flame' erupted directly, and Caesar, who rushed towards the throne, immediately crawled and pushed Dick into the ground to meet the shock wave!
Molten iron and dust collided with his bloody scales, and his whole body lit up with fine sparks and crashing sounds as if it had been cleaned by a frag grenade. When the shock wave ended, he looked up again, and found what he had been doing before. The worrying scene finally appeared.
The fierce strong wind cut across the ground like a red steel knife. The Dragon King, who had been lying on the ground, finally started his first move. This also indicated that his injuries had been significantly healed. The huge dragon shadow emerged from the ground. It rose up, and each swing of his wings set off a large amount of flames and hit the ground, forming a recoil force that made it easier for him to drag the heavy dragon body up.
"He still wants to leave?" Schneider frowned as he watched the scene on the big screen. The huge dragon shadow that was spitting out flames and fanning the waves of flames flew persistently into the sky, no matter how much blood-red mist exploded in his eyes. On the surface of his body, the kinetic energy like ants biting him made him stumble a little during takeoff. He floated very steadily, and the flames grew higher every time he flapped his wings!
The chant sounded again, and this time the master of bronze and flame sat in the air. He flew to a height of nearly 60 meters above the ground. The power and kinetic energy of Frigga's bullets began to weaken due to the shooting distance. Everyone was I could only grit my teeth and watch him start a new round of spiritual chanting in the sky.
In the Hall of Heroes and the East Mezzanine, Su Qian and Chen Motong both picked up the anti-material sniper rifles in their hands and pointed them at the Dragon King in the sky. The inhumanly huge recoil force almost killed them every time they pulled the trigger. Their shoulder blades were shattered, but even so, they did not dare to put down their weapons for a moment.
"Are you trying to 'cleanse the ground' with your words?" Manstein hissed, looking at the king in the air on the screen.
If the 'Jun Yan' of the scale just erupted once from the sky to the ground, there would be no survivors in the center or even the edge of the battlefield. Constantine, who can avoid bullets at high places and recharge his power with peace of mind, can even burst out in one breath. Destroy the power of the entire Kassel Academy! He doesn't need destructive word spirits like 'Candle Dragon' and 'Sky Fire' at all, he can clean up all the enemies tonight!
"How long will it take for the laser to be charged?" Schneider asked loudly.
"The normal energy storage time will take another twenty minutes." Eva reported.
"Did we only hold him for ten minutes..." Guderian's face turned pale. But in fact, they all knew in their hearts that these ten minutes were just the time needed for Constantine to recover from the trauma of being hit by a laser. The shooting by the students in the Hall of Valor Square did not hinder the monarch's recovery at all.
"Can the anti-aircraft gun still fire a salvo?" Manstein stared at the rising Dragon King and asked fiercely, "We must do something... we can't just watch him destroy the academy!"
"The anti-aircraft guns were not preloaded with Frigga ammunition, and the first set of 'Constantine Annihilation War' combat plan has officially failed." Eva said.
"Is there really nothing we can do?" Manstein punched the console angrily. His hands were bloody and his eyes were almost red with blood.
"Wait a minute...the first set of the 'Constantine Annihilation War' battle plan?" Schneider suddenly seemed to realize something. He raised his head and stared at Eva, a strange light appeared in his iron-gray eyes, "The first set ?”
In the control room, before anyone else could react, Eva slightly raised her head to look at the screen and said, "Start the second dragon-slaying battle plan."
Behind the control room, Lin Xian, who had been silent, suddenly raised her head. She looked at the big screen and discovered a meteor hidden in the night, falling towards the burning throne in the sky at an extremely fast speed.
