I am the Dragon King in the Dragon Clan

Chapter 32 Black King Nidhogg
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Fu Nian looked at himself in the mirror. Compared with the black suit, the dark green suit perfectly complemented his elite aristocratic temperament and strong figure, and at the same time gave him a little more youth and passion that a teenager should have.

"Cough, cough!"

Under Chen Xiaoxiao's unquenchable pupil light, Manstein had to use this method to carry out his second warm-up.

"Oh." Chen Xiaoxiao quickly got up and walked towards the other carriage.

Because the conductor was preparing drinks for them, she had to be responsible for his second preparation.

"Fu Nian, your warm water." The conductor pushed the delicate car and placed a cup of water marked 26.7° in front of Fu Nian's dumbfounded gaze.

Not long after the conductor went out, Chen Xiaoxie returned to Fu Nian's side with a thick stack of documents.

"This is the second thing we are going to do." Manstein opened the sealed package and handed the contents to Fu Nian.

"A non-disclosure agreement."

Fu Nian looked at the thick stack of documents curiously. Except for a few simple Chinese on the first page, everything else was written in Latin mixed with English.

Scrolling back again is the explanation and adjustment of the previous precautions. Fu Nian's scalp is numb as he looks neatly.

"Actually, you don't need to read so much. As long as we make sure that our Dragon Clan's affairs and what's to come are not leaked, there won't be any illegal regulations. Just sign it."

Fu Nian nodded and looked carefully to confirm that he really didn't understand. He picked up the pen handed by Chen Xiaoxiao and neatly signed two words at the bottom.

Fu Nian.

Professor Manstein carefully put away the documents and looked at Fu Niandao,
"To re-explain, as a regular university registered with the U.S. Department of Education, Kassel College has always been committed to providing high-quality education to exceptionally talented students and recommending jobs. Our normal schooling is four years. Using classical All students must live on campus. When you graduate, we will issue you a formal degree certificate, but unfortunately, the degree certificate of this school may not help you find corresponding majors and jobs in other universities. So you There is no possibility of going to other colleges for postgraduate studies."

Fu Nian nodded, this was something he had known for a long time.It's strange that someone who came out of Tulong Academy can find related majors in other universities.

"Since there are some things we already know, I'll just say it. There's only one thing our academy is best at.

That is Dragon Slayer. "

With that said, Professor Manstein got up and came to a position, grabbed the corner of the canvas on the giant oil painting behind him, and shook it away.

The ferocious picture was exposed to the light, like a dusty coffin exposed to the scorching sun, and Fu Nian's muscles tightened at this moment.

His eyes were fixed on the painting.

On the picture, the sky is cyan mixed with the color of flames. The only giant tree stands, and the dead branches extend in all directions, weaving a dense net to support the cracked sky.The wasteland was full of withered bones, and a black giant was rising from the depths of the pile of bones. Its wings were covered with skeletons. After the huge membrane wings were opened, black flames protruded from the sky. (From the original text of the Dragon Clan)

Fu Nian stared at the giant painting in front of him, blood gushing under the taut skin of his right hand.The red-gold golden pupils were as dazzling as the sun in their prime, making it difficult to look directly at them.

Memories from deep within the memory collapsed like dominoes that were pushed to the ground.

The dark and red sky, the mountain tops in the wasteland, the incomplete battle flag.Fenrir on the top of a mountain with a broken dragon body, a stern white bone.With spears sticking all over his body and scarred, he still did not forget Yemengad who was protecting him in front of him.

Fragments of memory are like a jammed video camera, and the scenes are blurred and blurred.

The only thing that doesn't change is the rain of blood pouring all over the sky, the deafening roar, and the river of blood everywhere in the mountains...

Fu Nian tried his best to keep his breathing steady, and tried his best to keep his breathing steady.Struggling to keep your breathing steady.

But the rage from ancient times was as painful as a fiery branding iron on his chest.It made him gasp for breath.

boom!
The water glass held by Fu Nian shattered.

The finely broken glass slag shattered regularly and evenly like a work of art.Just like the tiny pearls that were raised up, under the light, people couldn't help but want to reach out and touch them.

But unfortunately, the eyes of the people around were all focused on Fu Nian.No one noticed this magnificent and dazzling scene.

Manstein stared blankly at Fu Nian, who suddenly became irritable. He never imagined that a painting of the Dragon King Nidhogg, who had been entertained by them for decades, would detonate an S-class hybrid who was about to enter school.

"Is this painting?" Manstein turned his eyes to the black king Nidhogg he had seen many times.

The painting is still majestic and people can't help but feel respect.But Manstein's bland mood did not fluctuate in the slightest.

He turned to look at Chen Xiaoxiao opposite.

Chen Xiaoxiao also stared blankly at the picture that was as calm as water.

The air fell into an oppressive silence, and what Manstein was going to do next was forced to be interrupted.

The scenery outside the window is like a continuous line, blurred and illusory, under the window of the high-speed train.

"This is the dragon?!" After a long time, Fu Nian's trembling voice slowly came from the air.

"Yes. Nidhogg the Black King," Manstein explained quickly.

"That's it." Fu Nian slowly stood up and walked to the scroll.The light flowing in the pupils is like liquid gold, which makes people unable to see emotions and ponder thoughts.

"Is there any way to kill him!" Fu Nian's voice was cold and not at all as warm as he was before.

"If the Black King appears, we hybrids will kill him at all costs!" Manstein said firmly.

"Can it be successful?"

"Three...can't make it." After hesitating for a while, Manstein decided to strengthen his military spirit.But he knew that this was just a comforting number, and the success rate of anything that could truly defeat the Black King was probably less than half.

Fu Nian turned around and looked at Manstein with a weird smile.

Under those golden pupils, Manstein unconsciously avoided his gaze and did not dare to look directly at the other party.

"I'm sorry, Professor, let's resume our content. It was too rude just now." Fu Nian slowly put away his golden pupils.

"Then do you have any discomfort?" Manstein looked at Fu Nian nervously, "For example, your dragon blood ratio."

This is the S-class blood student that the academy has managed to find over the years, although it is only an estimate for the time being.But after Norma's prediction, it was no different from the real thing.

"No." Fu Nian spread his hands and looked at Manstein calmly.

"That's fine, that's fine."

Manstein breathed a sigh of relief, it was common for mixed races to have mood swings because of their bloodline.As long as his bloodline is stable there is no problem,
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