Dragon Clan: Reboot Life

Chapter 184 The Scariest Side of the Dragon Clan

The so-called camouflage is nothing more than a kind of self-protection, or a means to confuse the enemy.

There are animals in nature called chameleons, which hide themselves from natural enemies through camouflage, or approach their prey.

Which one is Pompeii?
"In short, just help me save my son, and I'll help you with the family." Pompeii snapped his fingers.

Angers hesitated: "Actually, there is bad news. According to Norma's calculations, their chances of surviving from the bottom of the sea are very low... so low that I don't want to say it, and you don't want to hear it."

"I know, one percent, let the one percent go to hell! If it's so easy to die, can you still be called Pompeii's son?"

Pompeii's frowning eyes are just and righteous,

"Caesar's life should be the same as that of his great father, with footprints all over the seven continents and four oceans, and girlfriends all over the seven continents and four oceans! Before that great goal is achieved, the men of our Gattuso family will not die !"

Angers was silent.

Perhaps there is a third possibility.

Just like what the bishop said, these things have nothing to do with scumbag men.

The second-hand, coquettish, and cheap appearance may not conflict with the unconstrained and magnificent heart.

They usually call this kind of people - neuropathy.

"Let's go, don't miss me too much!"

Mr. Neuropathy got up briskly and stretched comfortably.

"By the way, can you open the door for me? That alchemy door is really hard to open. It's a luxury to use living spirits to guard your office!"

Anger was taken aback, frowned and said, "How did you get in?"

While speaking, his eyes drifted to the bishop inadvertently.

"I haven't been back for many years, so I asked Passy to lead me the way. Passy fed the living soul with his blood, and the little guy opened the door obediently. Speaking of which, is His Excellency going to Tokyo? Hey, such a big one How could the Gattuso family not participate in the scene! It’s decided, after Passi sends me back, let him also go to Japan to join in the fun!”

The psychotic right fist smashed into the palm of his left hand, with certainty.

"Passy?" Angers had doubts in his eyes.

The lock was the work of the vice-principal, and among the half-breeds in the world, there probably weren't many alchemists stronger than him.

Although there are many students with excellent pedigrees in Kassel College, so far, no one has been able to sneak into the principal's office, not even Caesar and Chu Zihang.

If Pompeii opened the door with his own blood, it would not be surprising for Angers, and it would not be surprising that the owner of the Gattuso family has excellent bloodlines.

But Patsy?

That man who was as careful and precise as a secretary?

Speaking of which, the vice principal also specifically mentioned this young man in his ear last time.

He claimed that he was wrong, and the young man who could make this old guy look wrong is really not an ordinary person.

"Oh, don't you know? Percy is the killer of the Gattuso family. His blood purity is the highest among all family members. Even Frost and I can't compare with him." Pang Bay smiles.

Angers was surprised: "But the heir you chose is Caesar instead of him!"

"Choose an heir. The heir doesn't have to be the one with the highest bloodline purity. I'm the current heir, so I'm still a good-for-nothing?" Pompei patted his butt, "Our family chooses an heir according to the circumstances."

"You mean Percy is a killer? And Caesar is a stallion like you?"

"To be precise, it's a war machine. You didn't realize how powerful he is because he has never been used as a war machine in front of you."

Pompey's eyes flicker behind the glasses,
"Besides, it's too sad to say that my son is a stallion. My family is enough to have a stallion!"

Angers complained: "But you just said that Caesar's future should be girlfriends all over the world."

"Wrong, it's the seven continents and eight oceans!" Pompei seriously corrected, "Besides, who said that a man with girlfriends all over the seven continents and eight oceans must be a stallion? Don't forget who built the ancient harem for."

Angers raised his eyebrows and wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything in the end.

"Let's go, don't give it away, see you next time!"

Pompey trotted out of the principal's office, and the black Rolls-Royce that had been waiting in the morning mist came silently. He waved his hand and got in.

"This slut has also appeared, and it looks like he's in serious trouble."

There was a slow voice, accompanied by slow footsteps going upstairs.

"Oh! It's really you. After leaving your side, I have been thinking about listening to your teachings all the time."

The vice-principal entered the room with two bottles of brandy, his denim shirt was open, and he looked slovenly. After seeing the priest sitting opposite Angers, his face was full of surprise.

The flattery and enthusiasm in the tone almost made Ange mistakenly think that Pompey had rolled back again.

The vice-principal warmly embraced the priest and even gave him a kiss.

"My little cowboy, your belly is sexier."

Mr. Father praised and patted his round belly.

The vice principal patted his beer belly triumphantly, as if he was ashamed that this kind of thing was insulated from him.

Ange covered his face with his hands, not knowing what expression to face all this.

"Would you like a drink?"

The vice-principal shook the brandy in his hand, his eyes were full of anticipation.

"Of course." Mr. Father readily agreed, "You were standing at the door just now, why didn't you come in?"

"The Chinese say there can't be two stallions in a stable. I don't like that guy."

The vice-principal shrugged, took out two clean wine glasses, and filled them for the priest.

The two clinked glasses and drank each.

"Is there something you came to see me for?" The vice-principal refilled the wine.

"I'll take you to Tokyo to witness the juncture of history." The priest smiled, "It would be a waste if there were no audience for such a grand ceremony."

"Is it the awakening of the 'God'?" The vice-principal asked tentatively, "Which king does the 'God' refer to? Could it be the Black King?"

He had just stood outside and listened for most of the time, knowing that Angers was waiting for him to ask questions at this moment.

Angers on the side listened intently.

"The 'God' you are talking about is the White King." The priest gave the answer directly, but shook his head and said, "He is a participant in the ceremony, but not the protagonist."

"Isn't the white king the protagonist?" The vice principal stared, "Could it be the black king and the white king who woke up this time?"

"No, only the White King will wake up in this ceremony." The priest said firmly.

"But you just said that the White King is only a participant in the ceremony. If such a great existence is only a participant, who else can play the leading role besides the Black King?"

The principal and vice principal looked at each other in blank dismay.

"What I said earlier was the 'God' in your mouth." The priest smiled.

The vice-principal was silent for a moment, scratched his messy hair and said, "Stop messing around with me. Could it be that there are still two white kings in this world?"

The priest spread his hands: "Who knows?"

The vice-principal took a rare choke.

The senior members of the secret party know that this generation of mentor Flamel is a bastard, a bastard who breaks common sense, and a master of brazen learning, and the reason why no one can do anything about him is because of his identity and seniority.

No one knows how long this guy lived, probably longer than Angers.

So in front of him, those old elders are all juniors.

Compared with caring for the young, the vice-principal obviously thinks that respecting the elderly is more important, so up to now only the vice-principal has the role of choking others, and no one else is choking him.

But now he has met his match.

In front of this patriarch-level boss, the mentor Flamel of the secret party also lost his confidence.

"You took me to participate in such a dangerous ceremony, could it be that you have a way to deal with the newly awakened White King?" the vice principal asked suddenly.

He rubbed his hands with a simple and honest face.

"My little cowboy, how dare you think so?" The priest said in amazement, "How can you compare me with that one? Force can reverse the magnetic field of the two poles of the earth, and bury all living beings on this planet."

"You mean magnetic field reversal?"

The principal and vice principal were all stunned.

The earth's magnetic field is equivalent to a huge shield, shielding most of the rays from the sun and the universe.

If the geomagnetic field is weakened due to the reversal, the solar wind in the universe will directly hit the earth. Under the impact of such high-energy particles, the atmosphere is the first to be affected.

Once the atmosphere is broken through, the outcome is self-evident. Human beings will either become extinct or develop into an "underground civilization".

At present, the scientific community has evidence that the magnetic fields at the north and south poles are being reversed, but this is an extremely long process that takes tens of thousands of years.

The core that affects the transformation of the magnetic field is in the center of the earth, which is a field that humans have never touched.

Human beings can break through tens of thousands of meters and go straight to space, but they still stay on the surface of the earth.

"Is time measured in tens of thousands of years?"

"Why not be bold, in days, or even in hours?"

"Reversing the magnetic field between the north and south poles in one day..." The vice principal's face became serious.

Compared with Ange, he knows more about the power of the language mastered by the Dragon Clan.

When Angers was still trying to use science to explain all this, he had already classified the extreme of speech and spirit into the field of theology.

The slow evolution of hundreds of thousands of years is compressed into one day, what a terrifying acceleration it will be!If the geomagnetic field ushers in an upside-down replacement within a day, then the creatures on the surface will usher in the end!
The earth is cracked and overturned, the tsunami engulfs the land, and the cosmic rays coming from outside the sky will reset the surface ecosystem. This is the real way to destroy the world!

"I remember that when you met last time, you revealed to me that the era of the Dragon Clan was ruined by yourself."

The vice-principal spoke slowly, but Angers was shocked by what he said.

In the history of the Secret Party, due to some special reasons, humans buried the civilization of the Dragon Clan and stole power from the Dragon Clan.

"Humans didn't have nuclear weapons back then. How do you think they would break through the dragon scales of the complete dragon king? Words and alchemy? For the complete dragon king, the dragon text is the essence of power, and the speech spirit is just the performance of the dragon text Form. Principal Angers should be very clear about this point?"

The priest looked at Angers with a smile.

Anger was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice: "The Dragon King's spiritual power is too strong, strong enough to form a barrier on the body surface, we call it Wang Yu, and ordinary words can't hurt them at all."

In the mourning event of Xia, the first-generation species ignored Lu Shanyan's vampiric sickle by relying on Wang Yu.

"Hell, then how did we kill bronze and fire and earth and mountains?" the vice-principal grumbled.

"Bronze and fire? A mentally handicapped child with less than [-]% of his strength, and another poor man who lost his mind and died under the seven deadly sins he created. As for the earth and mountains..."

The priest pondered for a moment, and said seriously that the young man named Lu Mingfei in your school is really outstanding!It is an epoch-making legend!His future will be the sea of ​​stars!
Angers was silent for a while and asked a few questions.

"Your Excellency, may I ask if the hybrids were born before or after the decline of the dragon race?"

"Unfortunately, before the decline."

"Then in the thousands of years of human civilization, how did the hybrid kill the Dragon King?" Anger said in a deep voice.

The priest shook his head and said, "In fact, there has never been a complete dragon monarch in the past few thousand years, and they even appeared in human form."

"How big is the gap between the human form and the dragon body?"

"The humanoid dragon king and the dragon king that hatched a complete dragon body are two completely different creatures. With the current level of human technology, conventional force other than nuclear weapons cannot kill any dragon king that has recovered a complete dragon body. "

"What about the nuclear bomb?" Angers frowned.

The priest raised two fingers one after another: "First, you have to hit it. Second, you have to let him bear the impact of the nuclear bomb head-on without defense."

Angers pondered: "I can understand the former, but the latter means... a guardian spirit like [Dustless Land], can it be exempted from the shock waves and heat radiation of nuclear weapons?"

"Yes, Longwen is a rule-level power that can affect everything within the rules. Of course, maintaining such a domain is also extremely terrifying for the Dragon King."

"Then how to kill a complete dragon king?" Anger said with bright eyes, "Only when it is weak?"

"Didn't you already get the Seven Deadly Sins? It was specially built by Norton to kill brothers and sisters." The priest said softly, "In the domain of the Dragon King, alchemy weapons and pure strength and speed are higher than words."

"In addition, the power of the dragon clan is indeed at the rule level, but this power is attached to elements. In areas where elements are scarce, even the dragon king cannot activate the spirit of speech. This requires you to use your brains to create an exclusive cemetery for them."

"By the way, the Philosopher's Stone is also highly poisonous to the Dragon King, but it must be penetrated into the body and hit the core to take effect. And this goes back to the problem of the dragon body. In fact, in the face of a complete When you are the dragon monarch, your priority should be how to break his defense."

Anger's heart moved, this man was undoubtedly explaining to him how to kill the complete Dragon King.

In this person's mouth, it was a fluke that they were able to kill the King of Bronze and Fire before.

Angers thought that Norton died under the impact of the storm torpedo before, but now he feels that he should rethink this issue. The biggest doubt is that they have not found Norton's body so far.

"The alchemy weapon, the Philosopher's Stone, and the element-deficient area, the combination of these three is enough to kill a complete Dragon King. Does this include the White King and Black King?"

Facing Ange's scorching gaze, the priest was silent for a while, then asked, "What do you think is the scariest thing about dragons?"

"Speaking spirit? Dragon body?" Angers asked doubtfully.

A sigh rang in his ears.

The vice-principal poured out a glass of brandy, pushed it towards Angers, and answered the question for him.

"It's wisdom. The dragon race is a kind of intelligent creature, and their wisdom surpasses that of humans."

"Ange, the famous philosophers and scientists in history are almost all of mixed race. In a sense, the people in North America are right. Mixed races are born above ordinary people. Dragon blood makes us better in every way. Beyond ordinary people."

"And as the source of dragon blood, do you think the dragon clan is all idiots? No, they are just too proud."

The vice-principal's voice was very low, as if whispering in his ear.

The priest sighed softly: "That's very good, don't be deceived by the weakness exposed by the King of Bronze and Fire, the real dragon is perfect, no matter it is strength or wisdom."

"The black king and the white king are representatives."

"Their only flaw is that they are too proud. But the reason why they are proud is because they hold the truth of the world."

"When you hold the power that can easily change the world, why aren't you proud?"

"Principal Angers, maybe one day, you will see the most terrifying side of the Dragon Clan."

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Angers sat under the skylight.

He has been sitting since morning until now, and the vice-principal took Mr. Priest to visit the college early.

The setting sun was about to set, the courtyard was full of mottled shadows, Angers' face was bright and dark, and the squirrels lay on the bookshelf looking at him in twos and threes, not daring to approach him.They also realized that the owner here had suddenly changed. He was no longer the kind old man exuding the smell of books, but became dignified and dignified.

He suddenly remembered Lu Mingfei's painting in the 3E exam.

And a certain old person in the painting.

Yes, the most frightening thing about the dragon clan is not the spirit of speech or alchemy, let alone the body of the dragon that blocks the sky, but the wisdom that surpasses human beings!

The wisdom that can easily play with people's hearts in the palm of your hand!
They have an infinite lifespan, and it is too easy to understand human beings. Not only that, they also have things that human beings dream of.

Like strength, like...lifespan.

(End of this chapter)