Dragon Clan: Restart your life

The vice-principal pulled the hidden button, and with a clear sound, the internal parts slid out, bringing out seven swords with completely different shapes. The black-gold blades showed ice threads, pine needles, flowing clouds, etc. under the light. Various patterns of flames.

The vice-principal stretched out his hand to draw the knife, a long-handled blade that was one meter and a half long. The blade had a graceful arc and was about a finger thick.

"The shape is similar to the horse-cutting sword of the Song Dynasty in China. It is named because it can be held with both hands and can cut off the head of a horse with all its strength."

With a "click" sound, he inserted the giant blade on the desk.

"Hey! My desk is antique furniture hand-carved by Venetian craftsmen in the 19th century!" Angers shouted.

"Oh, I'm glad you did." The vice-principal smiled apologetically, "Find someone to help you change the desktop."

He drew his sword again, a long arc-shaped sword, nearly one and a half meters long, with a thin blade and a blade like the bow of a long ship. "It is similar to the Japanese Taito of the Heian period. This type of sword is improved from the Chinese Tang sword. , narrow in front and wide in back, with an elegant shape.”

There was another "click" sound, and the long knife was inserted half a foot into the table.

"The Atkan sword, a type of Damascus sword, was historically forged by Turkish swordsmiths. Today, the pure craftsmanship has been lost. It is characterized by a reverse curved blade and a straight head, taking into account the advantages of the sword. Hold it in one hand.”

"Crack".

"The shape of the Han sword is a straight sword. The cross section of the sword is an octagonal prism. It is also called the 'Han Bafang'. It is a beautiful stabbing weapon."

"Crack".

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Angers covered his eyes and listened to the sound of metal piercing wood seven times, each sound indicating that his precious antique furniture was losing value.

Now the table is covered with swords, and this bookish private library has turned into a strict cold weapons museum in a few minutes, where all kinds of murderous weapons in history are gathered together.

The vice-principal circled around the desk and flicked the sword with his finger. The "buzzing" sound filled the entire space, and the other six weapons also resonated, forming a perfect scale.

"This set of swords was first found by Ye Sheng and Jiude Aji in the City of Bronze. The second time was found by Lu Mingfei and Chen Motong on the remains of Ye Sheng. After that, it disappeared again, and then appeared again. At the directional auction, the academy spent a lot of money to buy it back. Each weapon has different dragon inscriptions on it. The dragon inscriptions cannot be deciphered. Fortunately, in addition to the dragon inscriptions, there are also ancient Hebrew inscriptions. It is likely that these seven weapons are from The names are Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony and Lust.”

"It's the so-called 'seven deadly sins' in Christianity." Chu Zihang whispered, "The Latin words are 'superbia', 'invidia', 'ira', 'accidia', 'avaritia', 'gula' and 'luxuria' '. The combination is a medieval Latin word, 'saligia'."

"But this was only proposed by the Roman Pope in the sixth century AD." Fingel smacked his lips and recalled, "And the original Baidi City was built in BC!"

"Who knows, maybe the concept proposed by the Pope comes from the legacy of the dragon civilization." The vice-principal gave the answer irresponsibly.

"All the swords are made of recycled metal. They appear to be made of the same material, but each sword has different rigidity and toughness. Your vice-principal has identified it. This is undoubtedly top-notch alchemy. You can create new ones according to your own will. Metal, any master including him, can only hold a candle to it. It only belongs to the supreme master of alchemy among the four monarchs, the King of Bronze and Fire." Angers said.

"The four monarchs hold different powers. For example, the King of Earth and Mountain is considered to have the 'strongest power', while the King of Bronze and Fire is called the 'Throne of Alchemy' because he is the only one who controls Only the highest temperature flame can reach the limit of alchemy."

The vice principal said,

"The craftsmanship of these seven weapons has reached an astonishing level. It can be said that it possesses the 'virtues' of all cold weapons in history. The convergence of these 'virtues' will bring unparalleled lethality. It is basically an anti-aircraft gun used to kill people." Slap the fly, then why did the Dragon King take such pains to cast it?"

"It's just self-protection." Lu Mingfei looked at the parallel blades and sighed in his heart.

The Dragon Clan advocates strength because they lack a sense of security. There is no such thing as a basic moral bottom line in the Dragon Clan's world. The law of the jungle is the law of the jungle. They are full of blood and war from top to bottom.

To obtain higher-level power, for the first-generation species, the only way is to hunt down members of the same race, obtain new power from their bones and blood, and integrate it into one's own bloodline.

But Norton's fundamental purpose in creating this set of alchemical knives was not to kill each other, but to protect himself.

It wasn't just Li Wuyue who was trying to resist, Xia Mi and Norton were also trying to resist.

"We speculate that it was forged to kill other first-generation species," Angers said softly. "The seven weapons correspond to the different weaknesses of the seven kings, arrogance, jealousy, rage, laziness, greed, gluttony and lust. Norton will use his own The ultimate achievement in alchemy, judging his seven brothers. The ancient Hebrew text on its outer wall translates to, 'The blood of every king shall end with the sword'!"

"Don't be ridiculous, the Dragon King doesn't sound like a lustful person. The 'lust' thing was specially created for you, the principal, right?" Fingel said, "And why did he want to kill other Dragon Kings? They shouldn't join forces to attack first. Are you going to turn us over?"

"The Dragon Clan is a race that believes in strength. The affection between them is far greater than their respect for power. If they think that their brothers are too weak and should not continue to exist, they will not hesitate to provoke war and destroy And devour each other. The rise and fall of the Dragon Clan is due to this tyrannical tradition. The Dragon Clan will always be a royal family, and the fate of a king is to be killed by a new king. They pass on their power in this way," Angers said.

"So when he forged this set of weapons, he had already started counting down his younger brother's life?" Chu Zihang asked, glancing at his junior brother covertly.

Ang hot nodded.

"But he was furious because his brother was killed by us?"

"It is said that after the Black King devoured the White King, he roared in pain and flew to the highest point of the sky, then fell straight into the deepest part of the sea, breaking through the ice of the harsh winter, going back and forth seven times. They are such a strange race." Hot said.

"Sounds like a very awkward literary young man." Fingel muttered, "But can this thing really kill the Dragon King? Especially the smallest one... can it pierce the dragon scales?"

"Not now, because what you see is not the real 'Seven Deadly Sins'." The vice-principal pulled out a sword and put it back into the knife case.

He bit his finger open and raised the bleeding finger to let everyone see the drop of blood, and then slowly smeared it on the knife case. Blood quickly filled the inscription on the knife case.

"Get out of the way, it's about to wake up." The vice principal motioned for everyone to move back.

He didn't say that everyone was already retreating. Everyone could feel its changes and that it had come to life.

It's like there are hearts beating in the sword case, not just one, but seven. The seven swords wake up at the same time. Seven different heartbeats are mixed together, some are like loud bells, and some are like rapid drums. This is a tyrannical heartbeat. The band is suitable for stories like "The Legend of Liu Yi" in Tang Dynasty Legends.

In a song and dance in Dongting Lake, a red dragon named "Qiantang" flew three thousand miles in the air, killed 600,000 people, damaged 800 acres of crops, and devoured the little dragon who was merciless to his wife. He also has a high crown and broad belt, and he entertains guests with a smile.

The surface of the knife box reveals dark red vine-like patterns, just like its blood, and its beating heart is sending frantic blood to its body.

Lu Mingfei's face was calm, and he remembered the scene under the water of the Three Gorges.

At that time, this set of swords was like this, this was its true appearance, and it must be awakened with dragon blood of sufficient purity.

"Now try to pull out the sword again, starting with... Fingel." The vice principal said.

Fingel proudly rolled up his sleeves and showed off his biceps in front of Lu Mingfei. This guy really had strong arms.

He walked to the table, opened the secret clasp, took a deep breath, and started with the smallest short sword "Lust", which was shaped like a Japanese rib.

Starting from this sword, he successfully drew it all the way to "Greed", waving the Scottish broadsword with a proud face, but after that, he hit a wall.

"Next, Chu Zihang." The vice principal said, "Treat it as a test and try your best."

"Yes." Chu Zihang walked to the table and breathed slowly. He didn't have strong arms like Fingel. His physical training was Tai Chi. The power he could explode from flexibility could be several times stronger than pure brute force. .

When "Lust" was pulled out of its sheath, it was as easy as pulling out chopsticks from a chopstick set. When pulling out "Taotie", Chu Zihang used horse steps to guard his Dantian, and succeeded in one go.

Fingel couldn't feel proud anymore. He had been fussing about it for a while just now.

Chu Zihangtiao grasped the handle of "Greedy"'s knife and concentrated on it. His long breath seemed to flow from his breath all the way to the tips of his fingers, exerting force!

Greed is also out of its sheath.

But further on, like Fingal, he hit a wall.

He let go of his hand, returned to his seat, and looked at his junior brother.

"Finally, Lu Mingfei!"