Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 452
In the early morning, the vice-principal squatted on the sand in front of the dragon's nest, not caring how dirty the blood-stained sand next to him was, his eyes were bloodshot from the night, he scratched his messy hair a few times, but he couldn't suppress the panic in his heart .

The two most powerful fighters of the secret party both disappeared in the fight with the Dragon King, and there was no news about the previously scheduled teleportation point. Angers trail.

Now, the alchemy matrix of the entire college was shattered in the previous battle, and the explosion spread from the ground to the upper teaching building. Fortunately, the lunatics in the equipment department had to work hard if they had nothing to do, so the students were not surprised by the explosion.

All the good boys from the Alchemy Department have been sent out, and now one of them is cultivating the gold formation underground. They are very experienced, and they are gradually restoring the basic power supply and alchemy matrix of the college together with the school engineering department.

Nicholas sighed, Huaxia was in a stalemate, and Ender thought about taking a risk, and now he didn't know how to explain to that side.

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The sound of electric current quietly sounded under his feet, and a phantom of a girl appeared in front of Nicholas: "Vice-principal, the war mode has been activated. I have searched the surveillance videos around the world during this period, but I have not found any trace of the principal."

Nicholas raised his head, stood up with a sigh, turned around, and saw the scene in the dragon's lair behind him, Fingel was busy in it, with an unprecedented seriousness on his face.

Inside the dragon's nest, the walls are like a block of butter cut by a sharp blade. A rectangular space extending from the treasure house to the main hall has disappeared under the magic. section of wire.

Fingel stood up, patted the dust on his body, turned around and walked over, took out a black card from his trouser pocket, and said to the projected girl: "EVA, seal the dragon's lair, before Mr. Ander returns Don't even open it."

"You don't need this permission," EVA smiled, and the figure floating in the air seemed to be swimming in the water: "This is what I should do."

Underground, the alchemy matrix that has just been repaired is slowly operating, and the ecological area above is blowing a strong wind. The wind swept the gravel and danced wildly in this desolate world. The magic power began to gather around the dragon's nest through the passage designed by Ander. stand up.

The scenery around the dragon's nest gradually faded, and the dragon's nest disappeared in a gust of wind, leaving only the vice principal and Fingel standing on a small road in the desert, surrounded by an empty space.

"What are you going to do?" Nicholas

"Do you think the principal is dead?" Fingel asked back, the wind blew his hair, and the original golden hair turned into a weed-like withered yellow, flying in the simulated wind.

Nicholas shook his head: "How is it possible, even in a dream, I never thought Angers would die."

The vice-principal is telling the truth. Angers has a burst of vitality. Nicholas has thought about Angers' exit countless times. Every time, this guy holds a nuclear bomb, detonates it in the melodious violin music, and then takes all the dragons on the stage. to the west.

"What about Ender?" Fingel smiled, patted the sand on his pants and asked, "Have you ever thought about his end?"

"No, that's something I couldn't even turn into dust." Nicholas continued to shake his head. How could a short-lived species with a lifespan of less than 200 years speculate on a long-lived species like a dragon? The only thing he could think of was Ender lying in a pile Treasure, and shouted: "Boss Bahamut, my mission is complete!"

Then there was a light in the sky, and the guy went to heaven.

It sounded similar to a biblical story, a little funny, a little sacred, Fingel and the vice-principal looked at each other and laughed at the same time.

These two masters who usually take the easy route stand here bitterly and bitterly, which is somewhat ridiculous.

"Huh, that's what I thought too. They definitely won't die, but we have to find them." Fingering his nails, he said to the vice principal as if he had made up his mind.

"How to find them, I'm afraid it's very difficult to search them manually." Nicholas knew that Ender and the others must have fallen into a predicament where they couldn't contact the outside world. Finding the three of them on this vast earth was tantamount to finding a needle in a haystack.

Fingel shook his head: "Of course we can't rely on manpower. Since it is a battle of gods, we must rely on divine power."

"You don't think..." Nicholas was a little tangled, but Finger nodded as if he had made up his mind, and spit out a name: "Bahamut."

At this time, in the school above, the students were receiving and treating the injured in an orderly manner under the leadership of the teacher. The dormitory building in Kassel was very strong, so only a few unlucky ones were injured because they were hit on the head by debris.

Of course, this did not include Percy Gattuso. When he woke up, he saw a strange ceiling. A nun in black stood beside his bed. When he saw Percy looking over, he turned his head away. Looking to the other side.

"It was you, did you save me?" Percy's memory is still in the ground. He only remembers meeting a strong enemy, and he was defeated after the two fought. It seems that the intruder still has helpers.

"No, I saved you." A familiar figure came from above his head. Passy moved his gaze up and saw Caesar standing at the head of the bed. He was holding a piece of blood-stained gauze, golden His long hair was tied back in a bunch, and he wore a blood-stained apron, looking more like a pig butcher than a doctor.

"I never knew you could heal, brother." Percy pulled out a stiff smile, not even noticing that Gullweger next to him took the opportunity to walk out.

Outside, Fingel was sitting on a pew in the chapel, looking like a believer who came to pray. Seeing Gullweger come out, he squeezed out an ugly smile: "How is that guy?"

"The injury is not bad, and his physical fitness is good." Guerweger lifted the veil, revealing the face with mixed dragon and human features: "You are looking for me, is there something wrong with your body?"

"No, it has nothing to do with me. Ender and the principal are missing," Gullweger covered his mouth in surprise as soon as Fingel spoke, then calmed down, looked into each other's eyes and asked, "Would you like How do I do it?"

Fingel pointed to the sky: "Don't panic, there are people above you, you can ask him if Ender is still alive."

"I've seen the publication of DND, and there is such a thing as psychic magic in it. Maybe he can't find the principal, but it should be no problem to find Mr. Ander." Fingel said with a smile at Gullweger.

"Okay, I can try," Gullweger responded.

(End of this chapter)