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The timeline went back to the moment when the black card disappeared from Angers' hands. During the slow replay, the elders clearly saw that Angers' figure was slightly blurred for a moment, as if it was a phantom produced in high-speed motion. And that black card was stuck in the air.

The picture freezes at this moment, EVA waved his hand in the air, highlighting the black card stuck in the air.

Ange launched his Time Zero at this instant, moving at a high speed of 200 times, and then... he was defeated.

"We couldn't see the attacker because his action speed was too fast, which exceeded the limit of the 3D surveillance machine." EVA said.

"There are not many murderers that can be listed, only three and a half." The vice principal shrugged.

"The first one is Lu Mingfei. As you all know, Angers is like an illegitimate son. His unknown speech may have this ability. The second one is that little monster with him, but it is not possible. High, because her speech ability is not of the speed type."

"The third one is Uesugi Koshi, that old guy with royal blood has this possibility too. But there is still the problem, his word spirit is not of this speed type, and it is of a large-scale destruction type. If he does the damage caused by his hands But it’s more than that.”

"Half more?" someone asked

"That half...isn't that the guy you've been thinking about killing recently?"

The vice-principal looked at all the mixed races present with a half-smile

"The genius who is your confidant's big trouble, who intends to join Henkel in framing and then get rid of it..."

When Mu Feng was mentioned, everyone was silent

Although they really didn't want to admit it, saying that would hurt their pride as a mixed race, but they were indeed afraid of that man.

Regardless of technical strength and military strength, the opponent's research on alchemy and dragon blood makes them frightened.

It is true that the blood sorrow of mixed races makes them instinctively approach their own kind, but this does not mean that they hope that dragon blood can really spread on a large scale.

Gold is valuable because it is rare, and stone is cheap because it is readily available. The same can be said for half-breeds and ordinary people.

The superiority of mixed races is obtained compared with ordinary people. After all, it is impossible for Chuan'er on both sides to obtain the so-called superiority compared with the more "noble" dragon race.

"It's one size fits all!" Dragon Bloodthirsty Beowulf said seriously, knocking on the table.

"Can you be sure how likely it is that he did this?"

"No." The vice principal shrugged.

"In fact, you didn't even know that he was holding such a weapon before the battle. Maybe he also has a four-dimensional pocket, and maybe he can take out future props at any time."

"Then dig out the monsters under the ice." Beowulf said coldly

"Hey! There's no need to do this, right? We have to be merciful when dealing with children!" The vice-principal's face was a little ugly.

"Let's make a vote on whether to dig out those guys under the ice." Beowulf didn't want to pay attention to this guy at all.

Those things under the ice are what they store to deal with the final enemy, and with the 'progress' of biotechnology in recent years, they have transformed the things under the ice to be even more terrifying.

"Lu Mingfei and Uesugi Erika must be recovered, as well as Uesugi Yue—the most important thing is that Mu Feng, he must be taken down, we can't let him trigger a world war before the Dragon King destroys us!"

One elder silently raised his hand, followed by the second, third, and fourth. No one spoke, but people exchanged glances. Beowulf also raised his hand, and only a few people in the end did not raise their hands.

"Since it is the opinion of the majority," Beowulf whispered, "I hope we haven't opened the gates of hell by mistake."

In the dead silence, the vice-principal hurriedly got up and walked out.

"Mr. Flamel, where are you going? Isn't it appropriate to leave such an important meeting?" Beowulf stared at his back.

The vice-principal suddenly started trotting, shouting loudly as he ran

"Guna! I don't want to die with you!"

"Then, I'll let you alone."

There was a joking voice suddenly in the meeting room.

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Chapter 14. The destruction of the top secret party

When a small group of sword-drawn groups emerges in a group, these people tend to huddle together, and then call themselves elites and isolate themselves from others.

Are they good? Of course it is excellent, if it is not excellent, it is impossible to get ahead.

But when they completely separate themselves from the rest of the group, the group becomes irrelevant.

The future development of this world does not need such a small group of people.

Mu Feng is very tolerant towards the social elite, after all, the person who kills a bloody path among the introverted crowd always has his own merits. However, mixed races are definitely not among the ranks he treats leniently.

Because what the mixed-races break out of the siege does not rely on ability but the endowment of blood, because the mixed-races are not considered human beings in essence, because the mixed-races... they cut themselves off from the people.

Except for pure dragon slayers like Angers, the other mixed races, one by one, isolated themselves from ordinary people.

They think it's the Mourning of Blood, but when they're separated, they're not human anyway.

At least for Mu Feng, their classification has become sub-human.

But it’s okay to become a demihuman, they still count on relying on this identity to rule mankind and interfere with the normal operation of human society.

This is something Mu Feng absolutely cannot bear.

Since the property is already in the pocket, it should not tolerate such stupid introversion in the property.

How to make a choice between a small group of mixed races and ordinary people who occupy an absolute majority, you don't need to think about it.

slap~~~

Waves of applause sounded in the conference room deep in the empty Hall of Valor, but it seemed so weird and strange.

There should be no other people here, let alone other people's voices, but now these are all here.

"A man of current affairs is a man of excellence, and I should perhaps commend your wit, Nicolas Flamel."

A voice of obvious ridicule and joy sounded, and in the eyes and shadows of these old mixed races, rage slowly came out.

"Mu Feng? How dare you appear here?!"

Beowulf's voice was raised several degrees, but although he concealed it very well, he could still clearly hear a trace of joy hidden deep in his tone.

As for the joy of the sheep entering the tiger's mouth and the lifeless lamb being delivered to the door.

"I'm here to pay a funeral for Angers." Fury glanced at him and said playfully

"By the way, let's go to the funeral for everyone... I think you have lived long enough, haven't you? It is a good thing to live, but it is not good to live too long."

Beowulf suddenly rioted, and the old body covered under the black suit burst out with incomparable strength and speed. He took out the alchemy dagger hidden in his cuff, and stabbed at the furious heart like a rainbow penetrating the sun.

He is indeed old, and he is completely incomparable with Angers and the old immortality covered by the vice-principal. But he is a man with the title of Dragon Bloodthirsty after all! Just like the name Beowulf, it was all struck with a single sword!

He whistled furiously and frivolously.

But at this moment, a powerful alchemy field instantly covered the entire Kassel, and Beowulf, who had just exploded at the speed of the peak at this moment, suddenly fell to the ground like an octogenarian old man of suitable age.

The impact is not only that, in this room, except for the vice-principal and the young Countess Elizabeth, all the old mixed races showed painful expressions, and there were a lot of adverse reactions in their bodies!

"Look, as long as the blood you are proud of is taken away, you will be nothing."

Anger looked at these painful mixed races with contemptuous eyes, with infinite maliciousness.

"You, who are you..."

Turing raised his head with difficulty, and said in a mosquito-like weak voice—forced deprivation of blood, such authority is unheard of even in the history of the Dragon Clan!

No, it cannot be said that it does not exist absolutely. In the history recorded like myths and legends, the only two people with such authority are the Black Emperor and the Silver Priest!

"Haven't you always been curious about where the killed Bai Wang went?"

Fury walked up to Beowulf, who was almost immobile and thrashing on the ground like a dead fish, and pointed at his belly, full of malice

"It's here with me."

"Already, I've digested it. It's a pity that I was too anxious to eat, and I got some of it out before eating it, but the new body is much more usable than this white lizard."

The whereabouts of the White King has always been something that this group of mixed races have been trying to figure out, and it is also one of the biggest reasons why they have targeted Mu Feng so far.

Bai Wang's 'death' was very strange, on the surface it was Mu Feng who killed him, but Bai Wang's body never appeared.

This group of lizardmen of the secret party agreed that Mu Feng hid the bones of the White King, intending to obtain unprecedented power and authority from the body of the silver priest.

How can this be? This will never be allowed! This is absolutely intolerable!

Only their mixed race can inherit the great and supreme power of the Dragon Clan, a mere human, he is not qualified!

In recent days, the targeting and their preparation to unite with Australia and Song Dynasty to push the pot to the limelight is essentially such a speechless reason.

"However, your guess is actually correct. The albino lizard was indeed taken by me. Well, speaking of it, my personality should also correspond to the silver priest."

Fury stood up and threw a chubby thing from behind, and those mixed-race elders who saw it and recognized it all let out howls of anger and despair.

That's Henkel's head.

This old cowboy, the strongest among the mixed-race elders actually died in such a place. No glory, no courage to speak of...

However, this will also be their end.

But the deepest despair pervading the hearts of these old dragon slayers at this moment is beyond what Mu Feng will do next. What would a madman who inherited the authority of the silver priest do...

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to be affected much."

Angry, he turned his head and looked at the vice principal lying on the ground pretending to be dead with great interest.

"I didn't live so young by relying on dragon's blood." The vice-principal knew that he couldn't pretend to sit up and said nonchalantly

"Alchemy, um... the science of the dragon clan combined with the knowledge of those 'monsters', you really are a talent." Furious exclaimed

"But don't you intend to stop me? Or to avenge your colleagues?"

"I don't have the ability." The vice principal sighed

"It's Ange's style to charge forward knowing that you can't beat it, not mine. I value being wise and safe. I just want to ask one thing - are you still human?"

"From a biological point of view, no." Fury crossed his hands and smiled, looking at the gradually frozen face of the vice principal, he said happily

"Of course, psychologically, I'm also more inclined to humans—after all, I hate those cold-blooded lizards more."

Hearing this, the vice principal let out a long breath.

"I thought you would care about the life and death of these guys." Fury pointed to the elders of the secret party and the director of the Kassel school with great interest.

"I thought you would be like Angers, who rushed forward to send you off even though you knew you couldn't beat him."

"...It was you who attacked Angers?"

"No, you're thinking too much. If I want to attack Mr. Principal, then he won't have a piece of meat or a drop of blood left behind." Furious shrugged

"Since it's not, then I don't care." The vice-principal said frankly

"Anyway, I'm an old man who can't die. I don't have the ability to stop you even if you want to do something. If this is the case, I might as well just sit here like this."

"After all, I'm not Angers. I don't have his blood and drive. Fear of death is the biggest reason why I've lived to this day—but if you really plan to kill Kassel, I can't stand by That's it."

"Actually, I don't have too much malice towards you half-breeds." Fury kicked away the dying Beowulf from under his feet, and said lightly

"If you concentrate on slaying dragons and treat yourself as a member of human beings instead of a group of chauvinists who claim to be a higher species, I don't care what you want to do. But you stretched your hands too far and touched too many of you Things that shouldn't be touched."

"Forget it, these words don't seem to be suitable for me. What happened here today is just as if you didn't see it. Remember, when you first entered here, you found that this group of immortals died suddenly. As for the little Girl, she won't remember what happened today, she was late because her plane was late."

With a flick of her fingers, Lady Elizabeth, who was about to secretly press the alarm, fainted. Although killing her would be the end of it all, but as Fury said, he doesn't discriminate against mixed races.

Everyone is doing their own thing, as long as they don't engage in chauvinism, even if they become the leader of human beings by virtue of their excellent ability, Mu Feng will not interfere.

"Although I can pretend to be stupid, it seems that EVA can't." The vice principal nodded honestly.

"Don't worry. EVA won't record what happened tonight. By the way, I also modified her underlying logic." Angrily showing a wicked smile

"The lowest level of logic to protect Lu Mingfei has been removed, and everything that happened today will be directed to him."

"You want him dead?"

"No, I just want to see how far he can go."

"You are the boss, you have the final say." The vice principal shrugged

"I just sincerely hope that you don't make things too big. I still want to continue Angers to hold a nude swimsuit conference, and there is also a world war. Please don't cause it. I don't want to play Wasteland Survival yet.. "

"Do you really think I threw that nuclear bomb?"

"Whatever, what does this have to do with me, an elderly LSP!"