Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 453
Tongshenshu, a five-ring magic technique, obtains the information you need by communicating with the gods. This magic technique is to call the boss above you. It is usually used by a certain sect who doesn’t know where their treasures have gone. Case.

Of course, this spell is not omnipotent. After all, it is impossible for a god to know everything. If you ask him about the smoothness of the solution of the Navier-Stokes equation or the Poincaré conjecture, there is a high probability that he will answer you do not know.

But now, in this small church, a magical ceremony is going on. In the Chinese dialect, it is called the God of Jumping. It is necessary to put some pigs, dogs, horses and sheep as tributes, but Gulweger doesn't know that. The bit likes something, holding a bottle of holy water in his hand, and has not prepared anything else.

"Isn't it a bit shabby?" Fingel followed behind and tidied up. Now the small church is decorated in a neither Chinese nor Western style. Bahamut's altar is placed on the Chinese-style altar table obtained from the vice-principal. The holy emblem and censer, the dragon descendant in a nun's attire is holding three incense sticks in his hand, and is thinking about which posture should be used to burn the incense.

"Why don't I serve it with two more meatballs?" Guerweger thought about it for a long time, and felt that it was a little unreasonable for someone to come all the way to not invite others to eat.

This place in Italy was under house arrest by the Gattuso family most of the time, so even though the local religious atmosphere is strong, she still lacks some experience in Catholic religious ceremonies, and most of the ceremonies were learned in China.

Looking at the holy brilliance and incense burner on the table, I always feel that something is missing.

Finger hurriedly persuaded him: "Don't do it, this is not the same as offering sacrifices to the ancestors, the Dragon God doesn't lack your meatballs."

"It seems to be, but courtesy is less important than affection." Gullweger still felt that he lacked sincerity, ran to the back kitchen to dig out, got out a bottle of homemade tomato sauce, and put it on the table: " It's so much better."

Fingel looked at the censer, the holy emblem, and the ketchup altar table, his eyelids twitched a few times, and he reminded in a low voice: "Ma'am, has it started yet?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Guerweger nodded hurriedly, straightened her clothes, and stood in front of the altar. If one ignores the dragon scales on her face, she would look like an ordinary middle-aged woman, but for some reason, Standing there, she felt sacred and inviolable.

Platinum light oozes from the holy water in her hand. Fingel could see clearly before that the so-called holy water is the tap water that Gulweger received from the kitchen, but now it is emitting a dazzling light.

At that moment, the magical array formed from Gulveig's feet, and a platinum beam of light shot up into the sky, attracting the attention of all the students.

The vice-principal looked at the rising beam of light with a little worry, then turned his head cruelly, and said to Manstein who was beside him: "Tell the students that it is the alchemy matrix that is being adjusted, so let them not approach it. "

In that beam of light, Gullweger's call spanned the vast distance between worlds, and was heard by Bahamut on the other side.

Fingel stood by, looking at Gulweger. Her body rose in the beam of light. He could no longer see Gulweger's figure clearly, but he knew that something had descended.

In that light, Gulweger asked her own question. She just opened her mouth, but the other party knew her thoughts like a prophet. A wave came, and Gulweger already knew what the other party meant.

"Yes."

A word expressing affirmation made Gulweger relax a lot. The question she asked just now was whether Ender was still alive, and she got an affirmative answer. It was obvious that the other party was still alive.

Then Gullweger asked her next question: "Where is he?"

The beam of light flickered a few times, and Fingel heard a sound like an electric current passing by outside. The whole beam of light began to flicker, as if it would collapse at any time. With a roar, Guerweger's body collapsed Come down, the muscles all over the body are trembling.

Fingel hurried over to help him up, Gullweger supported his arm and stood up with a strange expression on his face.

……

After a period of time, the top of the bell tower, the site of the vice principal, suffered the least damage. With the alchemy items left by the vice principal, there was no loss, and now it has become a temporary headquarters.

"What, what do you mean not in this world?" The vice principal stared, the fat on his stomach shaking.

Gullweger sat there, put his hands on his knees obediently, and replied: "Literally, it means not in this world."

"This..." The vice-principal seemed to say that if you said this, you didn't say it. Finally, after thinking about it, he swallowed the words: "Any other tips?"

"The smell of death, I saw a dead world." Gullweger raised his head, his voice trembling a little: "It was a lifeless world, like fake flowers made of plastic, gorgeous but lacking in vitality .”

The vice-principal lowered his head, as if he had thought of something, and slammed on the table: "Nibelungen, I knew that as Hella, how could it not be related to Nibelungen."

According to the legend of the dragon clan, when the twins of the king of the earth and the mountain become one, Hela, the god of death, will be born. She will open all the entrances of the Nibelungen in the world, and attack the living with an army of dead people that has been reserved for a long time. world.

Obviously, Jormungandr, the king of the land and the mountains, is inseparable from the Nibelungen.

After confirming where Ender was, the vice-principal showed a resolute attitude that was completely different from his usual lazy personality. Manstein was amazed at his father's efficiency, but forgot that he was once a pilot of the Flying Tigers.

At eleven o'clock in the morning, a group of teams had already appeared in the vice principal's room in the clock tower. The young students looked at the exposure posters around them, and finally focused their eyes on the sword gate on the long table in front of them.

Nicholas also looked at these five students, his apprentice Finger, the new S-level Lu Mingfei, Iceberg Queen Zero, Chu Zihang who inherited the technology from Ander, and the student council president, Gattuso's noble son, Caesar .

"Norma, activate the highest alert mode." He tapped the desktop lightly, and as he spoke, the surrounding windows and doors were sealed with a protective layer, and the signal jammer equipped in the room was activated, preventing any information from flying Get out of this room.

"Everyone, what I'm going to say next is a 3S secret of the secret party. I hope everyone is ready," Nicholas looked around at the five young people. Fingel had obediently blocked the door and nodded at him. The principal took a deep breath before saying, "Ender and the principal are missing."

"What!..." Lu Mingfei was taken aback, but was immediately interrupted by the vice principal: "Quiet and listen to me!"

"They didn't die, but went to the land of the dead, Nibelungen, and your task is to rescue them."

　I really can't write it out, I'll add it tomorrow
　　
　
(End of this chapter)