Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 575 The Gift of the Dragon King

Facing the recovered Ander, the Dragon King's choice was extremely decisive. With a flap of dragon wings behind him, he rose from the ground and flew towards the sky.

Everything in the Nibelungen was collapsing, and the border like white mist began to reveal the outside rainforest. Ender frowned, seeing the outside world moving at an exaggerated speed as if the fast-forward button had been pressed. .

"We have been slowed down. It's an ability similar to time zero." Anger watched the changes in the outside world and whispered to Ender.

Ender scratched the ground, and said with some annoyance: "He is delaying time. I'm afraid we have fallen into it during the battle just now."

Snapped!
The originally solid boundary burst like soap bubbles, and the time between Ander and Angers finally returned to normal, and the Dragon King became a small dot in the sky.

"Hurry up and catch up with him." Anger nimbly climbed onto Ander's back, patted his slender spine, and the dragon spread its wings and flew towards the sky.

Under their feet was a rainforest that had completely turned into a piece of white ground. According to the situation on this ground, there might not be any plants within ten years, and it had become a completely dead ground.

"Don't worry, he has my fire in his body, I can feel where he is." Ender was not in a hurry, a dragon king is too conspicuous in the human world, even without magic marks, relying on the academy's satellites can find him.

Ang Rou nodded, leaned down, and rummaged through Ender's space bag: "Did you bring a satellite phone, I'll contact Norma to track it... Be careful!"

Accompanied by Ange's warning, a cannonball was fired from the rainforest below, and Angers' spiritual domain on the dragon's back enveloped the two of them. Ender flapped his wings and made a roll, dangerously and dangerously firing more cannonballs below.

"Damn it, there are helpers." Ender looked down, only to see the dense forest covering the land below. In this green hell, everything was endowed with a natural protective color.

The Dragon King in front slowed down. He turned his head and showed a disgusting smile at Ander and Ange. With four arms fighting each other, he put on a religious posture and said:

"I have prepared a gift for you, Hilbert Jean Angers, take a look below, you will like it."

"What?" Ander shook his head in confusion: "Did you prepare a dozen beauties in swimsuits for the old rascal Angers? Then he will thank you very much."

The Dragon King smiled but did not answer, more shells were fired from below, the smaller Dragon King turned around and ran away, and Ander's 40-meter body became a living target in the air.

The shells formed a meticulous encirclement net, blocking every path of Ender's way.

Facing these man-made weapons, Ander spat out sparks angrily, his body exuded a magical aura, and then the light flashed past, and the giant dragon in human form made a beautiful free fall in mid-air, and brought his old friend to the shells. rush forward.

"Wash and wait, I'll kill those annoying gunners first, and then I'll fuck you!"

Ender issued a threat and fled into the rainforest. Anger looked at the sky unwillingly. Ender comforted him: "That's the King of Wind. It's almost impossible to compete with him in the air. Get rid of the helpers first. Then mobilize the academy's personnel to kill him."

Ang Ran nodded, and clenched the Han sword in his hand. His pocket knife was completely smashed into the Nibelungen, and his right hand was almost disabled. He muttered: "That guy, his head is really hard..."

"Try with a hammer next time, there will always be something that can cut his brain." Ender shrugged, and heard the noise not far ahead, a man was saying something:
"Principal, we missed the target."

"Take your weapon and get ready to fight..." It was a male voice full of air. It could be heard that the speaker was very old, but full of energy, just like Angers.

Ender and Anger walked out of the rain forest and saw an old man in a suit holding a machete and wearing a World Tree badge on his chest. Ender scratched his head:
"Do you know this guy?"

"It looks familiar," Anger touched the stubble on his chin: "The equipment of these people is similar to that of the executive department of the academy."

Ender scanned the camp. Several trucks loaded with anti-aircraft guns were parked in the cleared area. They were covered with green camouflage cloth, and the barrels were still smoking. Men and women also wearing camouflage were running around, making Ann De stared wide-eyed:

"It doesn't seem like this is someone from Kassel. I still know that kid over there. He took my class back then." With a dark face, Ender found more and more people from the men and women in camouflage uniforms. Familiar faces.

The old man in a suit raised his knife and pointed it at Angers. Anger looked a bit embarrassed now. His original clothes were burned, leaving only the robe provided by Ander, and his well-groomed beard and hair were also messed up. He was in a ball, but he still straightened his chest and faced the old man's sharp edge without any color.

"Who are you? There is absolutely no one like you in the academy." Anger asked in a growling voice.

And the old man's answer was also very simple: "My humble Menec Kassel, the principal of Kassel College, who are you?"

"Damn Angers, shouldn't Kassel have been dead for more than 100 years?" Ender looked at Kassel in front of him and scratched his head: "That Li Wuyue is still a necromancer?"

And at the same time when the other party revealed his family name, Ange's body trembled uncontrollably. It was anger, irresistible anger. Now Ange finally knew what the gift the Dragon King was talking about.

He also finally knew where the body of Kassel's disappearance went.

"Heh, hahaha, what a great gift," Ange smiled maniacally, wanting to gnash his teeth: "Li Wuyue, I want you to die!"

Ander shrugged and gave the space to Angers and Kassel. Standing in front of those familiar commissioners, he curled his lips and asked:
"Hey, do you remember me, Rebecca, you took my general history of alchemy class."

A female commissioner who did not call the roll trembled and did not answer, but just held the gun tightly, while Ender was still calling the rolls one by one:

"Tom, when you were so drunk, do you remember who threw you into school?"

"Clarion, you still owe me an alchemy weapon."

"Oh, it's sweet little Kitty, I remember you crying and complaining about being dumped..."

Ender looked around at this group of familiar people, seeing that the other party had no intention of stopping, he sighed: "Since this is the case, then I have to make a move. Grit your teeth and don't be ashamed of it!"

A yellow hypnotic breath was emitted from Ender's body. In the yellow mist, there were screams and gunshots from the commissioner, and finally everything fell silent.

Deathly silence.

"Hey, these children really don't let Long worry."

(End of this chapter)