Brass Dragon in the Dragon World

Chapter 79 The Real Kungunil

In a special room in Kassel's cafeteria, Ender was enjoying his day's lunch.

For dragons, they can eat one meal and then go without food for several months, and they can also live on rocks and soil, but who can refuse a good meal.

As a brass dragon, Ander lived in the desert since he was a child, and his staple food was sheep and camels roasted with dragon breath.

So even now, Ender's diet has a lot of mutton.

On a large round table, there are all kinds of mutton cooked in different ways, ranging from kebab skewers skewered with meat paste in the Middle East, to fingers in Northwest China.

The meals at Kassel College were mainly German dishes, mainly various sauerkraut, elbows, and big sausages. In order to meet Ender's needs, they had to find several Turkish cooks.

But it doesn't matter, with the increase of Turkish immigrants in Germany, kebabs and baklava will become part of German cuisine in another 20 years.

Ender picked up a piece of trembling braised mutton and stuffed it into his mouth, enjoying the mutton's milk-flavored fat melting on the tip of his tongue.

I have to say that when it comes to gourmet food, the earth is better. Compared with these delicacies baked by dragon's breath, it can only be said that they taste the same.

After tearing off the lean meat that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, Ender threw the gnawed bone of the leg of lamb on the table, cleaning up the oil stains on his body with satisfaction.

After eating, it's time to go to sleep, but before that, there is one more important thing to do.

Ender wandered around the academy for a while, then strolled back to the principal's office.

"Ange, I forgot to tell you, there is a dragon king running out of Black Swan Harbor."

Angers was reviewing the budget report of the Equipment Department at this time, when he heard the news, the custom-made pen in his hand poked a hole in the document, poking a hole in the budget of the Equipment Department.

"What did you say?!"

"A dragon king ran away from Black Swan Harbor. I can't beat him. Hurry up and call the school directors to discuss it."

Ender didn't care. Seeing his casual appearance, it seemed that he had just told an insignificant news.

Anger knows what a dragon king represents. Each dragon king is a walking big Ivan, and the damage to human society is immeasurable.

"Why did you wait until now?"

Angers looked at Ender suspiciously, but Ender returned an innocent look, and then revealed part of the matter about Zero.

From the pontectomy performed by Herzog on Number Zero to the amazing power that Number Zero showed in Black Swan Harbor, Ender used exaggerated descriptions to describe the innocent child Number Zero as a terrifying devil.

"If you want to kill him, you need better equipment."

Ender added, and although Ange was skeptical of Ender's statement, he still held an emergency meeting responsibly to discuss the strategy of slaying the dragon.

Those school directors from all over the world were also gathered together. To Ange's surprise, this time the school board meeting started unexpectedly smoothly. It seemed that those school directors had all got the news, and the Dragon King was bound to win.

In the meeting room of the executive department of Cassel College in Chicago, USA, several special devices are in operation. Due to the sudden incident, the school board meeting can only be held in the form of a conference call.

Ander and Anger sat on the two seats beside them, listening to the sound of papers turning over the phone. The situation about Black Swan Harbor had been faxed to the school managers.

"It's amazing, as expected of Mr. Luander."

A low voice came from a phone, and Ender recognized it was Frost, a young and mature guy.

"Be polite, let's discuss how to solve that number zero."

Ander crossed his legs and sat there in a very indecent posture.

Another older voice came, with a hint of trembling.

"Our family has also obtained relevant information. I propose to use Kungunir."

The voice on the phone suddenly became indistinct, and the messy voices were mixed together.

The school manager who spoke just now is usually reticent, but the family's intelligence capabilities are not weak, and the information he got is very credible.

"Kunguniel? That weapon needs to be at least S rank to use..."

Another voice came, that the real Kungunir has been in the hands of the Secret Party all these years, kept in the well-guarded treasure house of an ancient family, and has rarely been taken out.

Ender smiled as he listened to the argument on the phone, and now the fish was finally hooked.

"About the candidates for Kungunir users, I have a recommendation. How about our Lu family's Lu Lin City?"

The school directors were silent for a while. Lu Lincheng's reputation is not small. As the heir of the Lu family's generation, he did not stay in Huaxia like the previous generations, but joined the executive department to travel around the world.

Many school managers were wondering if Ender was trying to make up for this kid he had never met by letting him have an addiction to being a dragon slaying hero.

Or maybe Lu Ande's body couldn't hold on anymore and he wanted to find an heir.

But thinking about it carefully, Lu Lincheng is indeed a suitable candidate, with a high bloodline and strong fighting ability. The most important thing is that he is not from Huaxia, but has a heart for the secret party, and he is regarded as one of his own.

"Vote, folks."

Frost, who was the most prominent in the school board, was the first to vote in favor. Since Ander took Caesar away, the Gattuso family has restrained a lot.

Soon, Lu Lincheng will become the key to this operation. At the last moment, he will hold the real Kungunir and launch a fatal blow to Zero.

Kungunil has powerful power and can absorb life force. Even the immortal dragon king will fall into a deep sleep under Kungunil's attack.

For the secret party that was not short of money, they formulated a very extravagant attack plan, including three elite squads and countless weapons of all kinds, including a hybrid who could use Lingling Rhine.

That's right, it was Menech Cassel's self-detonating speech spirit that was comparable to a nuclear bomb, and the secret party, who was not short of money or sent people, planned to use people to pile up zero, the hidden dragon king.

"Stop, stop, a hybrid who can use Rhine is too luxurious, I have a better way."

It was obvious that the secret party's prodigal actions had stimulated Ander's stingy dragon heart. How could he slay a dragon like this? He simply choked the dragon to death with gold.

"We just need to hold him back, but there is no need to use people to hold him back. There is a human girl next to him, and we can start from here."

Ender didn't care about betraying Zero, after all, it was just part of the contract.

"He can escape with the explosion, but that girl can't. He just needs enough shells to keep bombarding him until he is exhausted, and then kill him with Kungunir in one hit."

"Mr. Ender, you mean that girl is very important."

Ender nodded, and continued:

"That girl should be what he relied on to escape. There should be some connection between the two."

Under Ander's persuasion, the original plan retreated to the second line, and a Maozi's army was secretly dispatched to the vicinity of Siberia by the secret party, ready to attack Zero and Renata passing by at any time.

After the meeting, Ander returned to the dragon's lair refreshed, closed his eyes, and saw Zero appearing beside him.

"It's settled, and a lot of people will come to hunt you down soon, taking Kungunil with them."

"Thank you, Mr. Ender."

Zero bowed to Ender, expressing his thanks.

"Can I ask why?"

"Flesh and blood are weak, but the spirit lasts forever."

Zero smiled happily, like a child receiving a present.

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