Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

Chapter 284 279. Assassin the king and kills the driver

The Executive Department is the sharp knife in the hands of the college. Almost all students who have finally completed their credits and completed internship tasks in their senior year have entered this institution.

Each of them has gone through the most rigorous training, and even if they ignore their bloodline, they are enough to be called the most elite special forces. When attacking, they always work in teams of three, and when defending, they always work in teams of two.

The distance between any group of duty specialists will not exceed five meters. At this distance, the hybrid's senses are so powerful that they can even hear each other's heartbeat clearly. They can help each other in any accident.

The black shadow appeared silently and killed a commissioner with a short knife. Logically speaking, all this must also fall in the eyes of the commissioner on the opposite side.

But the alarm was not sounded, because at almost the same millisecond, another black shadow appeared like a ghost and cut off the heart of the commissioner on the opposite side. The probing hand twisted the commissioner's throat and destroyed his vocal cords.

When a huge amount of air was blown out of the lungs and passed through the damaged vocal cords, it was like a bellows being pulled, and the roaring sound of the wind was lost in the rain.

Before the despair when a person is about to die can overtake him, his consciousness has completely sunk into darkness.

The rain in the dark night was so silent that it seemed like a hungry monster was hiding, waiting for an opportunity to kill anyone who made a sound.

The surging radio waves are crisscrossing back and forth in the empty airport runway, and a large net is unfolding quietly. If anyone can access these radio waves at this moment, they will know that some rats in the gutter can finally bear it no longer.

They set up a killing tactic here, or a gamble-like test.

"...Camera No. 4 is in place, reporting on the current situation."

"No. 1 is in position."

"Number 3 is in position."

"Number 6 is in position."

"..."

"The fire control system once again confirmed that the final firearms inspection must be carried out and all bullets must be poured out as soon as possible."

An indifferent shadow stood high at the top of the hollow-structured airport hall. Blazing white lightning occasionally tore through the sky, and his figure was suddenly illuminated, and his eyes were burning with golden light like will-o'-the-wisps.

He wore infrared night vision goggles, and dozens of red figures in his dark green vision were as conspicuous as a bonfire at night.

People in action all wear these glasses. The rain curtain is the best camouflage for them. At the same time, the cold rain falls from the sky and turns the whole world into a low-temperature color. Only the temperature rising when the blood flows in the blood vessels burns them. magnificent.

"The thickness of the wall is 20 centimeters. The initial velocity of the mercury core alchemy armor-breaking ejection chamber is 3 times the speed of sound. Frontal attack can ensure penetration. There is no problem with the angles of each camera position." Someone whispered in the headset.

"Let the action begin. The existence of Angers has posed a threat to us. The road to the new world must be unobstructed..." The shadow overlooking everything in the dome whispered,

"Kill him."

A few tens of meters away in nine directions, the green crosshair on the dimly lit screen under the black waterproof curtain moved slowly along the wall of the terminal. Everything on the electronic display was green except for two red figures sitting in a corner behind the wall.

The effectiveness of the thermal external sight on rainy nights has been maximized.

Then a black truck carrying out construction material waste removal work started quietly not far away.

The old car, which looked at least more than ten years old from the outside, suddenly turned on its headlights. The moment the lights pierced the rain curtain, the old engine made a terrible noise, which reminded people of an aging liger. Now This old mountain tiger is inhaling a large amount of air in its withered lungs, preparing to make the stiff and aging muscles of the whole body exert force regardless of the cost. There is no doubt that this will be its last hunt, and the object of the hunt is...

Constantine, Lord of Bronze and Fire.

Cum Hilbert Jean Angers, the King of Sky and Wind.

The crosshair will not move after locking. The murderous intention came quietly, and the faint sound of metal collision in the rain curtain completely dissipated not long after it was transmitted.

Commissioners from the Enforcement Department discovered almost immediately that the strange truck was acting abnormally.

The wipers were turned on, but they could not sweep away the water flowing down like a river. Those who noticed this scene immediately pointed their guns at the tires of the car, because there was no driver inside.

The roar of the engine suddenly increased, and every commissioner's attention was attracted. The truck suddenly accelerated, and like a rhinoceros that was not afraid of death, it rushed towards the corner of the terminal where Angers and Constantine were sitting and resting. Rush away.

Everyone smelled the pungent smell, and it was filled with flammable liquid, so that for a while no one dared to shoot to stop it.

It wasn't until the aging monster had almost broken through the glass curtain wall that several bullets accurately hit the wheels of the truck.

The truck weighing several tons caused a splash of water two to three meters high and rolled violently. It slid along the ground at high speed until it hit a wedge-shaped load-bearing column and finally stopped.

The pillar was almost entirely made of composite steel with an astonishing density as a support, filled with cement, and split the front of the car in half like a sharp knife.

A thick white mist suddenly rose from the rain curtain. It was because the truck's water tank had ruptured, and the steam filled the air fiercely.

Sparks were flying from the truck engine in the rain and fog, and two specialists immediately came forward with fire extinguishers and sprayed the parts that might catch fire.

Dozens of commissioners gathered around from a distance, but did not get close. It was obviously a premeditated attack. No one knew whether there was a time bomb or a remote-controlled bomb hidden in the car. As soon as they got close, Blast them into the sky together with the flammable liquid.

The person in charge of the execution department, Aya Yoshiyuki, held his waist. His hair was wet, and rainwater flowed down the high bridge of his nose. The expression on his face was serious and angry.

He ignited his golden pupils, a certain transparent realm opened silently, and then strode towards the terminal, as if preparing to cover Angers' evacuation.

"What a great era. The old dragon clan was pushed into hell, and the new dragon clan climbed onto the ladder of becoming gods..." The man in the dome lowered his voice, "Principal Ange, you have blocked the way of too many people. You’ve lived too long, why not die?”

He slowly closed his eyes, remained silent for a moment, then suddenly opened them, "Fire."

The dazzling firelight in the depths of the rain curtain was like a fire dragon breathing its breath, the barrel of the gun was rotating like the flying rudder of a clock, bullets were flying out from nine positions and nine angles, and the sound of the gun was as loud as thunder.

The commissioners of the execution department were stunned. The flames from the muzzles of the guns in different directions rose half a meter high, leaving shadows of varying depths on their faces from a long distance away. The tearing fire was reflected in everyone's pupils. Split curtains of rain and dead beams of light.

Those beams were bullets that almost connected together along the same trajectory, and then spread out loudly to form a huge fan with almost no gaps, and the murderous intent rushed towards them without any concealment. Some subtle mental influence was shattered in the sound of gunfire, and everyone realized that they had made a fatal mistake.

When welcoming the president of Kassel Academy to an airport in Tokyo, which is almost considered a hostile camp, no one among them thought of searching the darkness deep in the surrounding rain curtain.

Now the assassins jumped up from the darkness as if they were going to assassinate the king, but they didn't even have a weapon in their hands that could stop this in an instant.

The commissioners were not actually harmed because all the bullets went in the same direction, like all rivers eventually flowing into the sea.

But sporadic gunfire cannot compete with this metal frenzy that can be called a storm. What they face is by no means a single enemy, but nine fortresses that have been prepared for a long time.

It was a metal storm system controlled by a computer. It was activated by a remote control. Dangerous killers were stationed near each machine gun with a caliber comparable to an aircraft cannon. Their weapons were not inferior to those of the executive department. Apparently they were in Tokyo. He is the real master.

This is the highest achievement of humans using metal projectile weapons to massacre similar species on the battlefield. It is a heavy machine gun with an ultra-high rate of fire that can reach up to 22,000 rounds per minute. When fired at full power, even a gun forged from tough alchemical materials that can regenerate and resist high temperatures. The chamber can only be used for three minutes before being scrapped, and hundreds of kilograms of brass bullets can be fired in a few seconds.

The initial velocity of these bullets is close to three times the speed of sound. After exiting the barrel, they will travel a certain distance and spread randomly into a fan-shaped array with an area of ​​about five square meters.

It was like a violent rainstorm reflecting light and fire!

Obviously the people who organized this attack had sufficient logistical support and scientific research support. No machine gun in the world can achieve the above points.

But now these nine guns fired completely at the same time, and all the bullets that rushed out of the gun barrels moved in a spiral shape in a fan-shaped division, completely covering the three sides of the terminal facing the runway from nine different directions.

The glass curtain wall and the 20-centimeter cement surface were useless. The glass shards flying in the sky reflected sparks, and every drop of rain that fell from the sky seemed to be ignited.

Theoretically, no bulletproof equipment can block such an attack, and even a bank vault will be completely destroyed by continuous strafing.

After a few seconds of shock, the commissioners came to their senses. They looked at the traces of bullet traces around them and felt chills in their hearts. They felt like nine suns were lighting up around them, projecting countless rays of light towards the same target.

This kind of firepower would be effective even if used on purebred dragons. Monsters like the snake-like Deadpool, which are said to have scales that can withstand automatic rifle bullets, will be torn into pieces in just a second.

The firearms provided by the equipment department finally began to fight back, but the gunfire of the heavy machine guns was still an overwhelming advantage in the silent rainstorm. Indestructible fortifications were built at each machine gun location. When bullets landed on them, bright sparks burst out. These sparks also illuminated the indifferent faces of the killers.

They are not only Japanese, but also have more Slavic and Aryan faces, but their pupils are all golden.

The cement wall was torn apart by the barrage within a few seconds, and the concrete turned into flying fragments. When the bullets hit the steel bars inside, dense sparks jumped.

The killers next to the machine guns had of course put on noise earplugs in advance, but they still frowned, and some even had blood seeping into their external auditory canals.

The thunderous gunshots shook everything around them, and even the raindrops were shattered by the strong sound waves. People nearby felt as if they were in a thundercloud, and their eardrums were pitifully thin.

It was difficult for the execution department to organize an effective counterattack. They had to disperse and approach the nine machine gun forts. What followed was a one-sided massacre. The killers were all just fake, not the super elites trained by Kassel Academy at all. opponent, but there seemed to be still evil ghost-like pupils watching all this silently in the darkness.

Before they could capture the fortress, the gunfire suddenly stopped and the thunderous sound stopped, but everyone who was close still felt the buzzing in their ears, as if a thousand wasps were having a party in their ears.

At this moment, it was not even three minutes before the attack started. The reason why the attack was stopped was that the barrels of every machine gun were scrapped due to red heat. Nearly 600,000 rounds of bullets were consumed recklessly within 3 minutes, and bronze bullet casings filled the temporarily dug trenches. These bullets weighed more than three tons, enough to support a small-scale war in the Middle East.

The moment the gunfire stopped, everyone looked in the direction of the terminal, with frightened faces on their faces. The surface of the glass building with an area of ​​more than one hundred square meters was baptized by metal, and a huge black hole appeared. It was obvious that there could not be any living thing inside, even a dragon should be torn into pieces.

But the attacker still seemed uneasy. The explosive device placed at the bottom of the truck suddenly flashed a rapid red light at this moment, and then became faster and faster. Then the horrific explosion swept through the entire building, and the terminal almost collapsed completely. , shock waves and heat waves suddenly cleared the rain curtain. The commissioners who were closer were knocked over and fell like dominoes, and the commissioners who were further away were also embarrassed by the shock wave that came towards them.

Aya Yoshiyuki actually survived. When the attack started, he didn't have time to get close to Goujijianqiangqiang, so he only suffered a few broken bones and minor abrasions. His eyes widened, and he crawled toward the sea of ​​fire like crazy, shouting words like "Save people, hurry up, save people," and then several men immediately carried him away from there.

Everyone knew that the principal and the boy had no chance of surviving such a terrorist attack.

A thing that can resist machine gun fire for three minutes should not be called a hybrid, but should be called an Iron Man.

Everyone was angry. They roared and rushed into the fortifications to drag out each killer. Then they fired at the temples of these people. Red and white liquids splashed in the torrential rain.

Some people have misjudged the bottom line of Cassel Academy. The names used by this organization are the Camarilla and the Blood Pact Society. Their brutality has left a difficult mark in history for any organization or individual who dares to challenge the Abrahamic Blood Pact. An obliterating nightmare.

After all, the people in the execution department are also a group of lunatics. They don't even care about their own lives, so how can they care about killing one or several killers.

At the same time, the haze of war appeared above everyone's head, and everyone realized that a violent storm of anger would soon fall on the heads of the Sheqiba family.

Regardless of whether the organization doing this is the family that controls the Japanese underworld, someone has to bear the wrath of the secret party.

"Retreat immediately and give up the clearance mission." Facing the shadow of the airport dome in the terminal hall, overlooking the raging fire, he took a deep breath and inhaled the cold air into his lungs. "We have done everything we should do."

This was already a perfect attack, and that was as far as they could go.

Nine heavy machine guns covered with rainproof cloths carried out an annihilating attack on the terminal where Angers and Constantine were located 80 meters away. Not to mention it was just an ordinary aviation building, even if it was a military building that appeared here. The two men in the fortress should have nowhere to escape.

Behind the black shadow, there were originally two strong figures squatting. They stood up now, each of them holding a bloody dagger in their hands. The two pairs of golden eyes were dazzling in the rain. They were obviously dangerous hybrids.

No one had discovered them at this time, even if the people from the execution department angrily destroyed the machine guns and killed all the assassins, it would be of no avail. They could have just walked away.

Following the leader's order, the two black figures looked at each other and evacuated in two directions. One of them turned into black fog and dissipated, and there was a dazzling golden glow flashing in the fog for a few tenths of a second. Yanling Mingzhao, serial number 69, hides the two meters around himself into the shadows. People with this spirit are born assassins, capable of killing invisible people and can easily carry out infiltration, destruction and subversion tasks.

The other one actually slowly merged with the rain curtain, and the human figure could no longer be seen. Word Spirit. Ghost is a downgraded version of Ming Zhao, but those who possess this Word Spirit are also natural assassins.

I don't know if it was an illusion, but the howling wind suddenly became hotter. The strong smell of gunpowder smoke rose up in the wind, making people almost breathless. Sirens approached from all directions, ringing through the night.

The Metropolitan Police Department realized that something terrible was happening at Haneda Airport, so they dispatched the police as quickly as possible.

The only remaining shadow frowned and looked down at the firelight below. He put his hands behind his back and did not panic.

Because his word spirit is the mythical Time Zero.

He is the third person in the world to master this language spirit in the past hundred years.

But at a certain moment, his heart froze because something majestic and luminous suddenly appeared next to him. The blazing wind blew against his face, the bright light shone through his eyelids, causing severe pain in his eyes, and his nose was filled with a strong burning smell.

The man could hardly help but fall to his knees. He realized with horror that he had also made a mistake, a mistake that could kill him.

Two charred black objects fell from the sky and smashed in front of him, breaking into dozens or hundreds of pieces that could no longer be pieced together. They were the two companions who had just escaped.

In less than a second, their bodies were completely carbonized, and even their bones were completely transformed. They looked like this after a slight fall. And they couldn't even cry out in pain. Maybe when they died, the two vocal cords were burned to the color of charcoal black by the extreme high temperature.

The smell of gunpowder smoke became dense, and every drop of rain was wrapped in dark red firelight. In the overwhelming dark red light, the man's face was finally revealed.

He turned out to be a harmless-looking fat man, wearing black plastic-rimmed glasses and sneakers.

It was the boy named Fujiwara Shinnosuke, who was originally supposed to be the backbone of the execution department, but worked for the Gattuso family. At this moment, his expression was extremely frightened, and he knelt down with a plop.

Something suppressed his heart and almost stopped beating. The sense of majesty and oppression that was more terrifying than that of the old man in the family made the Japanese boy gasp in horror.

As if he was in a burning hell, he slowly raised his head, almost frightened out of his body at just one glance.

It's that boy, he's still wearing that suit, his white shirt isn't even spotless.

But his whole body was emitting dark red high-temperature rays, and his pupils burned with a brilliant golden color. That golden color was the most ferocious thing Fujiwara Shinnosuke had ever seen in his life.

yes……

king.

But Wang was just a boy. He tilted his head, as if he didn't understand why the man who had just wanted to kill him suddenly knelt down at this moment.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke felt that death was approaching him. His bloodline was excellent, but he could not remain rational in front of the first generation, and he was almost about to collapse at this moment.

Something has penetrated Fujiwara Shinnosuke's domain and entered his consciousness like a turbulent wave. It is undoubtedly the purest spiritual power. Only the true Dragon King can have such a terrifying spirit that suppresses hybrids. Power, this power filled his head, churning crazily, hot and chaotic, like a furnace that was about to explode at any time.

But he actually withstood it. The assassins of the Gattuso family always have to be trained in the most cruel way. What they are honed is not only the strong muscles and bones, but also those who can endure the most painful torture in the world. will.

Fujiwara Shinnosuke was still trying to resist. At a certain moment, the realm of time zero enveloped him silently. His spirit, which seemed to have been washed away by the waves of the ocean, dropped its anchor at this moment. The golden pupils in his eyes flickered. Although he buried his head deeply, But the raging power is being pumped from the heart to the limbs.

A certain forbidden technique was used in Fujiwara Shinnosuke's body, and his blood boiled briefly. This power could not help him compete with the king, but it was enough to fight against the fear that made him unable to even stand.

This despicable Japanese glanced at the stairs in the distance out of the corner of his eye. They were only a dozen meters away from him. He was able to apply Time Zero to incredible extents, and could even accelerate himself twenty times in a short period of time. The distance of more than ten meters does not even take tenths of a second for him.

He is the second-ranked assassin among the assassins trained by the Gattuso family. The only one more powerful than Shinnosuke Fujiwara is the young man named Passi next to Caesar. A good assassin always cares more about his own survival rate than the completion rate of the mission, so he is always cautious and never uses himself to fight for a slim chance of victory.

Of course, Fujiwara Shinnosuke knew that he would never be the Dragon King's opponent. He didn't want to know why a Dragon King would be with Angers. He just wanted to survive.

How could the Gattuso family not teach the technique of violent blood to the assassins they had worked so hard to train, but Fujiwara Shinnosuke had never used it even once.

But today he had no choice.

The heart beats like an ancient war drum, and the bones make a clicking sound when they bite together.

Yan Ling. Time zero...

freed.

The flow of time was slowed down in an instant, and dark red raindrops stood still in the air. Fujiwara Shinnosuke stood up and breathed in the hot air greedily. He no longer looked at the noble king and ran away like a cheetah.

Under the violent blood, Fujiwara Shinnosuke's Time Zero power helped him accelerate thirty times, and Constantine seemed to be frozen in this incredible power.

But Fujiwara Shinnosuke didn't notice that the boy's burning pupils were always staring at his back, and the expression on his face was as cold as if he was looking at a corpse.

A look of ecstasy appeared on his face, it was close, it was already very close. The stairs out of this death dome seemed to be right in front of him, and he had already seen the hope of life.

Blazing white lightning flashed across the sky, and Fujiwara Shinnosuke suddenly stopped. The realm of Time Zero was still struggling to support, but he could not move forward. His face was as pale as a dead old man at this moment.

A long shadow slowly climbed up from the end of the stairs. The golden color in his pupils became more dazzling with every step he took, until finally it was like two suns rising in front of him.

The raindrops were still still, even slower than before. The man walking up the stairs was not affected by Time Zero. The man's golden eyes were so brilliant that they were not inferior to the noble monarch just now. He wore it on the index finger of his right hand. Wearing a simple ring with intricate patterns carved on it. The hand with the ring on it was holding a folding knife with cold forged steel patterns, and the surface of the folding knife glowed with a cold blue light.

For a person who can move freely in Time Zero, there is no doubt that this person's spirit is also Time Zero.

The blood on Fujiwara Shinnosuke's body seemed to have become colder inch by inch, until it became cold to his heart. His expression looked like he had seen an evil spirit.

He did indeed see the evil spirit, because what appeared in front of him was Hilbert Jean Angers, who should have been torn into pieces by the steel barrage.

"Forgive me, Principal..." Fujiwara Shinnosuke's voice was filled with tears, but the sharp green light slowly brushed across his chest. He looked down in disbelief, and then looked ahead. Angers was no longer in that position. .

Then huge blood flowers exploded from his chest, Fujiwara Shinnosuke slowly knelt down, his eyes lost focus, and fell into the water that reflected the dark red light.

Angers no longer looked at Fujiwara Shinnosuke, as if he had just crushed a fly to death. He quietly raised his head and looked at Constantine, who was suspended in the air like a god and demon.

"Is it you, my dear..." The scales broke out of his skin, as if an evil ghost was about to crawl out of Ange's body. He said coldly,

"Your Majesty Constantine."

——

"He's still alive. I just cut open his chest, but didn't chop the heart." Angers casually threw the man who was as limp as a dead dog in front of Lu Mingfei. He waved away the execution team around him. Commissioner, he slowly sat down opposite Lu Mingfei and Constantine.

This is a Japanese style room in the mountains of Tama River. The Executive Department bought this place a month ago and uses it as a safe haven for the academy nearby.

Looking out the window through the screen, Lu Mingfei's eyes were as cold as the cold wind in Siberia.

"Fujiwara Shinnosuke, the deadpool raised by the Gattuso family, but I guess he was not ordered by Frost." Angers said, "It is worth mentioning that this person's speech spirit is Time Zero."

Angers had already brewed a pot of black tea. The old man stood up slightly, and a crimson water flow poured out of the bone china teapot. The water stirred up white steam in the air, pouring into the porcelain cups of Lu Mingfei and Constantine. middle.

He didn't tell Lu Mingfei what happened just now, nor did he mention that he already knew Constantine's identity. There was no need for him to say it. Lu Mingfei knew what happened as soon as he saw Constantine's aggrieved look.

"Have the test results from the equipment department come out?" Lu Mingfei asked suddenly. He slowly held the porcelain cup. The outer wall of the porcelain cup was as hot as a stone burned by fire, but he only frowned slightly.

Angers pushed up his glasses, and a dim light flashed through his iron-gray eyes under the brown lenses. "When it came out, the average initial velocity of the nine gun bullets was 987 meters per second." He said. After the attack, the execution department immediately took away the machine guns and corpses from the scene. Then the accompanying equipment department commissioner immediately inspected the performance of the machine gun, and focused on checking the initial velocity of the bullet leaving the barrel according to Lu Mingfei's request.

"This thing poses no threat to you, principal. Don't the people behind this fat guy know?" Lu Mingfei curled his lips.

According to Angers' data, his Time Zero can already reach fifty times the speed, and that was data from decades ago. Now, even if the principal has not become the King of Sky and Wind, he can easily increase Time Zero to a hundred times speed. Or slow down, which means that bullets with three times the speed of sound pose almost no threat to him. Angers can knock the bullets away with a folding knife and then saunter out of the attack range.

"Did you guess it too?" Ang nodded.

Lu Mingfei said nothing and the room fell into silence.

Apparently the man's goal was Constantine, not to kill him but to test him.

Some people have already doubted the identity of this boy of unknown origin, so they used this killing array to see if he was a noble dragon king. Now that this guess has been confirmed, the big monsters will appear one by one. .

"Today's Japan is just a voodoo farm. I can't imagine how strong the last surviving voodoo would be." Ange blew lightly on the surface of the tea, and the white steam rippled out. He looked into Lu Mingfei's eyes and said, "If someone wants to get the power of the Supremes, what better time than now? The unresurrected White King, the young Constantine, and the young Constantine have not even obtained the dragon body. In Jormungandr...someone is watching us with salivation."

"The vital key to awakening King Bai is always in our hands." Lu Mingfei was not ready to hide it anymore, "As long as Eri Yi is not taken away, no matter who is hiding behind it, Bai will not be able to get it." The power of kings.”

Angers didn't seem surprised. He sipped the tea gently and let out a long sigh of admiration.

"We showed up in Tokyo just to protect that cute little key?" He smiled, and Lu Mingfei winked.

"Where did Henkel go? The last time we met was in Chicago, but as far as I know, the day after I left the academy, our old cowboy also disappeared."

"You will know soon, principal." Lu Mingfei blinked again and kicked the limp Fujiwara Shinnosuke, "Mr. Henkel is where he should be."

"Sometimes I'm really curious about you, Mingfei. You seem to have a lot of secrets." Angers knelt down and sat up. He stopped asking and just looked out the window. The sky after the rain was so far away that it seemed as if he couldn't see the edge. "But It doesn’t matter, you don’t have to tell me.”