Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

"The country of the dead?"

Angers had heard this saying, and immediately frowned, "Does it have nothing to do with that thing? I thought we had entered the legendary kingdom of the dead... Tell me about alchemy and dragons." You know more about things than I do."

"What is that thing?!" The night watchman pressed the gas mask on his face. The mask that didn't match his fat face looked quite funny. "That's the ultimate dream of us alchemists!"

Then his voice lowered again, as if he was a little unsure: "Although no one has actually seen it...the one who said he has seen it should have been tied to a cross as a wizard and burned to death in the Middle Ages."

The last sentence of the night watchman almost left Angers speechless. He also knew that his old friend was not very reliable sometimes, especially now that he had lived a stable life for decades.

But at this time, don't be tricky!
Probably because he really felt a little embarrassed, the old thing wearing a gas mask scratched the back of his head, and sneakily glanced at the scarlet world outside the door:
"All in all, the authenticity of the Kingdom of the Dead is doubtful. According to the legend, it is a world that coexists with our world. There are many rules in it that are very different from the reality we are familiar with. There is no day and night, and it is always shrouded in a half-dark and half-light world. In the light, everywhere is filled with the "dead elements" that alchemists most desire."

"Raw materials that are unimaginable to the outside world are everywhere. Even a speck of dust is invaluable in this world. Even picking up a stone can refine the legendary medicine of elixir and the touchstone. You can imagine what kind of treasure house it is. , if someone really enters the land of the dead, he will either say nothing, or show off his experience fiercely, and then you know."

Ang Ran nodded. He was hanged on a cross and burned to death. Alchemists can't fight much, and there are even fewer beasts like night watchmen.

There are very few alchemists who have shown off their Philosopher's Stone in history. The only exception may be the legendary alchemist Nicholas Flamel, the ancestor of the Night Watchman, also known as "Nicole Flamel" ".

Nicole LeMay is a Frenchman, a famous alchemist in the 14th century. His most famous contribution is said to have created the Philosopher's Stone, the alchemist's Philosopher's Stone, and used it to successfully turn mercury into gold.

But this is a legend after all. Anger thought about it, and asked the night watchman again, "Is there anything that is more private in your family that has been handed down?"

The night watchman glanced at him unhappily, but still replied: "Alchemy is a technology that only emerged in the Middle Ages, but it is said that the origin of alchemy comes from the "King of Bronze and Fire", one of the four kings of the Dragon Clan."

"The era of the Roman Empire used to be the most free period for alchemists. They could even become the king's guests, refine all kinds of novel and interesting props for them, and lay baths to circulate hot water pipes throughout the empire."

"It sounds like a job similar to that of a plumber today." Angers, as a representative of the new sect in the secret party, only knew about alchemy as "alchemy is the predecessor of modern science", thoughtfully He sighed, "Could it be that alchemy is a flame that humans stole from the Dragon King?"

"Just like Prometheus who stole fire in myths and legends, I remember that the myth of Prometheus was not only circulated in ancient Greece, but also received attention in the Roman Empire... I don't know if there is any influence in it .”

The night watchman shrugged, "Who knows about that kind of thing, and no half-breed can survive from that era. History is just a little girl who can be dressed up by others."

"However, almost all known advanced alchemy uses various dragon texts, so this is undoubtedly a technology handed down from the dragon clan, but perhaps the Dragon King would never have imagined that the technology passed down by him will eventually become a stab at them. the blade."

After making a lot of meaningless guesses, he finally shook his head, "In short, this is definitely not the so-called country of the dead, it is more likely to be like the "different world" that Chu Zihang and your good student have visited... this The place doesn't feel right to me, it might sound weird to you, but I can feel my spirituality being polluted by something."

"I'm afraid not only are there a large amount of unknown substances that can pollute us on the monsters outside, but the air also contains a certain amount of pollutants, such as... some kind of bacteria or viruses?"

"There is a saying in the circle of alchemists that the 'Black Death' spread in the Middle Ages is actually a product of alchemy. I used to get a copy of the plague bacteria for alchemy experiments out of interest, although The original strain of plague has been lost for a long time, but in the environment of alchemy, this germ that has been iterated many times still shows quite unusual activity... Maybe alchemy has a special effect on this tiny thing effect."

Angers was taken aback. He didn't know that his old friend had played with bacteria before.

This kind of thing is mixed with the alchemy that can only be described as "old" in his impression. No matter how you look at it, it makes people feel outrageous. Do alchemists play such a big game?

The night watchman didn't know that his old friend was secretly slandering him in his heart, and his voice became a little serious: "I think this world has been flooded with some kind of powerful virus and bacteria. If the air is just inhaled, we can rely on our mixed blood for a short time. This kind of physique can still resist."

"However, if you have direct contact infection, or wait until the virus accumulates to a certain extent, you may need corresponding antibodies and antidotes to do it..."

"In the academy, we may not be the only ones who came to this world!"

Anger's attitude also became serious. The strength of the monsters outside might be easier for him and the night watchman, but not necessarily for the children who haven't graduated yet.

But after thinking about it, he felt a little more at ease, "But at least we still have the Lionheart Club and the Student Union... Those children who are keen on fighting are not babies who need us to hold them in our palms and take care of them, but a group of tempered children. A lion with minions."

"The more dangerous the environment, the more talented people will highlight their abilities."

"I don't think those kids will let us down."

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the other side.

The ceiling of the auditorium has disappeared, revealing a gloomy sky and leaden clouds.

This creepy familiar feeling immediately brought Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang back to the world of misty ruins. The island of Kismets, which has fallen into the doomsday, is also so depressing. It seems that even the air is full of rust. of bitter taste.

Beside Ling, Lu Mingfei, who was carrying Chimera Niduan, nodded to Chu Zihang who had already arranged his weapons:

"Next, let's go meet up with your brother and your people first."