Dragon Clan: Thought So Far

"Before leaving Chicago, Angers summoned all the school directors in the night watch clock tower. There we learned that people with truly strong spirits are able to break through the boundaries between the kingdom of the dead and the real world and perceive the malice from the illusory world." Frost's face was expressionless;

"Lu Mingfei felt the gaze of Odin who was hiding behind the unusual heavy rain last winter. In order to facilitate his next actions, this young man who had high hopes from Angers chose to use himself as bait to lure Odin away. Din and his domain drew him away from Kassel Academy, and took this as an opportunity for the Night Watch to repair and strengthen the alchemical matrix that could withstand the prying eyes of the Nibelung beacon."

"So what does this mean?"

"The academy is not impregnable, it is even riddled with holes. Odin is trying to decipher the Alchemy Matrix of the Night Watch in a way that humans cannot understand, and the ice cellar is his key target." Frost said,

"Our most precious collection is undoubtedly the bones of Norton, the Lord of Bronze and Fire. Other than that, I can't imagine anything that could attract the attention of a first-generation species."

Before June 2009, the hybrid world once believed that the gods living in Asgard in Norse mythology were just phantoms fabricated by humans in their long history.

But Odin, who came to Kuimen when the academy was performing the Bronze City mission, completely shattered this mainstream view for thousands of years.

The Twilight Doctrine that believes in Odin and the Asgard gods was lifted out of the shadow of history at the end of the 19th century. This is also the time when Professor Manns, Selma, and the Dracula Society were jointly sent by Angers and Frost. Oslo and aboard an icebreaker mastered in the far north.

But so far, everyone who knows something about the Kuimen incident and the attack on Lu Mingfei in Chicago, including Angers and Frost, still thinks that Odin is just the Dragon King who hides himself.

This is an insidious and cunning first-generation species that may have been hatched from the Bone Burial Ground hundreds or even thousands of years ago and is lurking in human society.

His power spreads all over the world, and Cassel Academy is also under Odin's tentacles.

The existence of Odin also confirms the Camarilla's definition of dragons for thousands of years. The so-called dragons are by no means those silly big guys in Western knight novels who can only breathe fire and flap their wings to rush into the castle and snatch the princess.

They are the things at the top of the food chain and the evolutionary chain, and they owned the entire world long before humans.

High-level dragons are far smarter than humans and possess god-like power.

Such enemies hide in the shadows of society, always waiting to subvert human civilization.

"But Norton's skeleton was placed in the Well of Annihilation at the deepest part of the ice cellar by the principal. As far as I know, thousands of tons of mercury were used to build the world's second largest alchemical matrix. So far, no one has been able to break into it." Kai Sa murmured softly.

At the bottom of the ice cellar in the Kassel College warehouse is an underground cave eroded by tens of millions of years of water, and it is also a place where everything is buried. The top collections are kept here, as well as the most dangerous items that are most likely to get out of control, such as the Dragon Bone Cross.

The extremely powerful alchemical field fills this space. The "field" is generated by the alchemical matrix, releasing an effect similar to "Word Spirit·Commandment", forcibly suppressing the collections.

It's impossible for anyone to invade a place like that, not even a dragon.

Although they were talking about Odin in a non-subtle manner at this time, Pompeii's big, stinky face always appeared in front of Caesar's eyes.

According to the information, Star Maria took a submarine to the North Pole on the eve of Germany's surrender, where she suffered genetic contamination from some mysterious creature. As a result, she became the first saint of the Far North.

Reminiscent of the Greenland ice incident that Fingel had personally experienced, it is not difficult to guess that there may be another first-generation species hidden in the Arctic that is not inferior to Odin.

In other words, Star Maria is actually a hybrid species contaminated by dragon genes, so what is Gullweg cloned with Star Maria's genes?

And what about him?

Caesar Gattuso, if his father is a first-generation species that once occupied the throne in the era of kings, and his mother is a real half-dragon, then what is he?

One piece...

Dangerous next-generation species?

Caesar put his hands on his knees, frowning and smoking the cigarette fiercely.

He was in a state of confusion, but Kamaitachi's territory expanded to an incredible extent with the wind, and the movement of the entire mountain was captured by him.

It is not far from the battlefields of Lu Mingfei and Angers, and Caesar can immediately support either of them if necessary.

"Caesar, you should know the way dragons evolve." Frost said.

"Devouring, devouring the bones of his own kind," said Caesar.

Similar fallacies have appeared in human history. Some people believe that eating the bones of the same kind can gain the same kind of strength.

In a sense, this can be called a dark ritual with a strong religious feel.

But in the dragon civilization, power is hidden in their bones. Eating the bones means eating power and strength.

It was never human beings who dreamed of obtaining the Dragon Bone Cross. It was always Norton's own race who coveted the greatest crown in history.

"We made a horizontal comparison between His Majesty Norton and Attila, the King of the Earth and Mountains who once led the Hungarian Empire to attack the entire Europe in history. The expert team believes that Norton has devoured his brother Constantine and became a king superior to the four great powers. The greater king above kings." Frost's fingers caressed the bronze box beside him.

"Above the four great monarchs, what is that? Is he as supreme as the White King?" Caesar's eyes narrowed slightly, and the golden pupils shrank from the slits of his eyes like erratic will-o'-wisps.

"We also know that Odin can control puppets whose strength is not inferior to that of the king. He may also be the first generation who devoured his own brothers." Frost told Caesar without reservation the most shocking secret discovered by the academy in recent years. .

In the invisible realm, Caesar faintly heard the sound of Shen Xiong's horse hooves coming from the distance.

In that person's eyes, is the principal really the most threatening? He even came in person and used the Nibelungs to bring Angers and Chu Zihang into the kingdom of the dead.

He raised his head slightly and looked at the hazy skylight in the distance through the gap in the window screen.

The ash fell, and the green smoke in the windless room rose straight up, like a thin line.

From ancient times to the present, from the age of gods to the rule of kings, to the world now ruled by humans, there are only two people who can be called supreme. They are the ancient Black King Nidhogg and the Black King who punished and killed him in the ice sea. The white king above.

A new Supreme, if he wants to go one step further and become the new Black King, even better than the Black King.

What he wants to devour is not just the next generation. Only the bones of the Dragon King can bring him a slight improvement.

The Well of Annihilation is only the strongest warehouse in the world in theory, but it is not absolutely invincible. Odin has endless time to do this.

"In short, until now, I am actually not sure that Pompeii is definitely Odin." Frost lowered his eyelids, "But the Gattuso family has always been the most determined dragon slayer. We are the great wall between darkness and light. Since we still called ourselves the Mafia, we have chopped off the heads of any dragons that have set foot in Sicily. "There will be no exception this time."

The old man with an expression as hard as steel is still holding his walking stick with one hand and holding the bronze box tightly with the other hand.

With Caesar's knowledge in the literary and entertainment world, it only took one glance to tell that this thing must be some kind of ancient relic.

Its surface is covered with patterns similar to Damascus steel, and its shape is like a shrunken coffin that can only hold a baby. One side contains a gold dragon head, and the other side contains a rhinoceros head.

Judging from the shape and texture, it should come from near ancient Jerusalem. The things guarding this coffin are the giant earth beast Behemoth and the giant ocean beast Leviathan.

Frost noticed that Caesar was looking at the box. He raised his head, his cold blue eyes showing a golden luster.

The lid of the coffin was slowly pushed open. Caesar, who was thousands of kilometers away, saw the contents of the coffin, and the look on his face immediately changed dramatically.

It was a majestic skeleton like red copper. It was just a part of a complete skeleton, but it was still ferocious and beautiful, as if someone had opened up a corner of the border between the Kingdom of God and Hell.

"We got this coffin from the Pope that can inhibit the activity of dragon embryos, and the Night Watch added some indestructible alchemical matrices to it." Frost looked at the damaged skeleton, a solemn expression reflected in his eyes. one scene,

"His Majesty Norton's dragon bone crosses are all separated and sealed with similar materials. As long as they are still in the Well of Annihilation, no aliens who want to revive the dragon civilization can break in, and Norton cannot come back to life."

"But you brought it out." Caesar said. He picked up a mobile phone from the sofa and clicked on Frost's location record. The screen of the mobile phone immediately showed confusing lines.

There was no rhyme or reason, just wandering in circles in the wilderness of the Illinois mountains.

"And uncle, you have already asked the driver to drive aimlessly in the wilderness for two hours. According to your report to the family and...bastard dad, you should have boarded the car parked on the runway of Chicago International Airport by now. It's a private plane." Caesar said coldly, "What do you want to do?"

"Do you remember what I once said to you? In the Cathedral of Santa Maria."

"What are you talking about?" Caesar stood up and passed directly through Frost's body.

He came to the window on the other side of the safe house, and looking around he could already see the dark waterline spreading across the entire city from the direction of Tokyo Bay, slowly approaching the mountains.

The ground is shaking slightly. The disaster is not just a tsunami. This country is originally located on a frequently active volcanic belt. It seems to be sinking into the sea.

The cabinet and the prime minister have taken the lead in evacuating, and only those weather monitoring personnel who have been entrusted with important tasks are still at their posts.

Wind, rain, thunder and guns rang out in the direction of Hongjing, and the execution team responsible for beheading Yamata no Orochi was engaged in a fierce battle with something.

The nearby US military garrison and Self-Defense Forces have questioned Caesar many times. A battle of this intensity is obviously not inferior to a small war.

"Today, the authority of the Sword of Divine Punishment at an altitude of 1,020 kilometers in the earth's orbit has been completely handed over to you. If one day you are faced with the decision of whether to launch the Divine Punishment against the Dragon King, don't hesitate and press launch. "But it doesn't matter if it costs a lot of lives, I will bear all the sins," Frost said calmly.

Caesar tightly held the ancient silver ring on his right index finger.

He turned back to look at Frost, who was facing away from him. The girl who also appeared to be blue was sitting quietly in the corner of the room.

The old man's shoulders were actually so broad, so broad that he could lift up the falling sky.

"EVA, can you check where the Sword of Scourge is?" Caesar said softly.

"The world-destroying weapon system that has been integrated with Word Spirit. Rhine is hovering above Mr. Frost." EVA said softly.

Caesar sat down opposite Frost again, his back as straight as the spire of Milan Cathedral.

"Even if Pompey is a dragon, what does it matter? Haven't you and the old guys in your family always been eager to rule the world?" Caesar said.

He had no expression on his face, and his features were as hard as if they were carved out of rock.

"The war has already started, Caesar." Frost smiled and reached out to pat Caesar's shoulder. When the arm supported by the blue light touched Caesar's body, the interference ripples spread all over the old man's body.

"I did this to tell you that Gattuso is not the dragon Gattuso, but the human Gattuso." Frost looked up and looked out the window. His face was illuminated by some inexplicable light. The piercing screams of the brake pads biting the tires and rubbing against the ground came from the stereo sound effects from all directions.

"We will always be honorable dragon slayers, not humble traitors!" Frost stood up from the seat. He was so tall that he had to bend over, but his hand was still pressing the coffin containing Norton's bones.

The sound of rain was mixed with dense footsteps. The elites cultivated by the family for decades came to the vicinity of the car in a very short time.

Caesar stared quietly at Frost's eyes, who was close at hand. He said nothing, but felt that there seemed to be a sound like a glacier cracking in his body, and his heart seemed to be piercing and breaking.

The golden red light enveloped Frost from all directions.

Caesar knew that it was because the gods in Chicago had descended to Frost's side.

The sound of horses' hooves echoed around, the light became brighter and brighter, and the roar of a giant beast's gun rang out beside Frost.

At the same time, the sound of bones breaking and reorganizing came from Frost's body, and fine green scales were drilling out of his skin, opening and closing bloodily, making a roar of iron sheets snapping together.

"The prey has walked into the trap, Caesar, the gun is in your hand." Frost's voice was as hard as chewing steel. He stood up suddenly and actually tore the bulletproof car cover made of alloy forging.

The blazing skylight finally fell into Caesar's eyes unscrupulously. He saw that thing, a bright figure walking out of the flaming cloud mountain!

The god sat on the monster-like burly Sleipnir, looking down at Frost from a high position.

Dozens of Gattuso's elite, who were injected with serum and used the blood-blasting technology and looked as hideous as evil spirits, opened their bloody bone wings behind them and soared into the sky.

But the flames surrounding the huge figure suddenly expanded, and when the flames touched the skin of these evil spirits, they immediately burned them into ashes, like vampires touching the sun.

In the end, only the god and Frost were left staring at each other from a distance.

Odin looked down at the old man from a high position, and the flames fluttering around him were like shining wings.

But the god did not raise his spear. The towering horse stomped its front hooves, and fine lightning fragments spewed out of its mouth and nostrils.

"Brother." The god said,

"You really betrayed me."

His voice was as loud as a mountain falling.

Frost showed a relieved expression on his hard cheeks.

A certain field opened silently, not to kill the god, but to trap the god.

"Did you hear it, Caesar, we didn't guess wrong." Frost said softly.

Then there was the sound of flickering electricity, and the last communication was interrupted.

The room became quiet, all the diffraction gratings dimmed, leaving only the surreal beautiful girl.

Caesar slumped on the sofa as if his bones had been pulled out.

The ancient silver ring on his index finger had been inserted into the groove that activated the Heavenly Punishment System. The blond boy should have been as proud as a lion, but now he was frustrated and sad.

"The Sword of Heavenly Punishment has been locked..."

"Coordinates..."

"Calibrate..."

"Launch!"

EVA suddenly stood up and looked far to the east.

That was the direction of Chicago. (End of this chapter)