Dragon Clan starts from digging the corner of Kassel

Chapter 163 The "alive" demon broke his arm and parted ways

My rights as headmaster are unlimited!

For some reason, Angers suddenly wanted to say this.

But feeling Frost's puzzled and hateful eyes, he finally just sighed.

Frost and this group of researchers don't understand the current situation at all.

In his opinion, Angers suddenly led people to attack them suddenly, intending to snatch the demon arm, which is the common property of the school board - although the latter was right.

There is, however, the greatest difference between Angers and Frost's class.

—That is, he really cares about his students.

The Kassel school has been established for decades, and most of the cold-blooded secret party only regard the students who have walked out of the school as useful tools, but Angers, an old man who has lived for more than a century, still has a blood flowing in his chest. heart of.

It is precisely because he experienced the day of mourning that all his family members were killed by the Dragon Clan, he hated the existence of the Dragon Clan so much, and because of this, he had hope for the children who walked out of his hands... He called himself an "educator ", not just to give yourself a nice name.

Anger regards dragon slaying as a career that he must devote the rest of his life to, but that is also for the sake that one day, there will be no more unknown people born like him and his companions in this world.

So if you pay some "insignificant" price, you can save an excellent student...

Angers would be absolutely delighted!

But this is precisely what people like Frost cannot understand.

Angers recognized Frost as a dragon slayer. When he was young, this man was also a man who could pick up a knife and gun to fight Deadpool. His.

Because his life belongs to the Gattuso family behind him, what he has done in his life is to make the Gattuso family stronger.

The "precious" life of others may not be as good as the interests of the Gattuso family.

If one had to choose between this demon arm, which hides a great secret, and an ordinary student, Frost would absolutely give up that student's life, and choose to firmly grasp the demon arm and the huge interests hidden behind it. in hand.

Compared with the interests of "collective" and "family", individual existence is insignificant and can be abandoned.

"Accept this 'reality,' Frost."

"It's too late to explain to you, anyway, we need this arm now."

Anger looked down at the man on the ground who was staring at him with difficulty, and shook his head, "If you can't accept the change, you will be abandoned by the times. The devil's arm is certainly important...Compared with these visible benefits, those invisible things are more important.”

"...I will definitely let the school board impeach you..." Frost clutched his stomach that was rolling with internal organs, retched with difficulty, and hissed: "You, as well as the students who did such things, are all Can't run!"

This time, Angers didn't say anything more.

"Amazing, Principal!"

Lu Mingfei, who was leaning against the wall next to him, crossed his arms and praised with an unabated smile on his face. Now his attitude towards Angers has changed.

He is obviously an old man, but this kind of vexatious feeling is really like a young man. Compared with the mental illnesses in Kassel College, this old headmaster who has been mixed up is really good.

In fact, if it weren't for this isolated and helpless world, Angers wouldn't be so openly opposed to Frost.

The pressure from the school board and the Gattuso family is still very troublesome. Even if Angers doesn't care about it, Kassel College, a terrifying gold-eating behemoth, cannot lose the sponsors who feed it.

But now this group of people can be said to be "isolated from the world", and even how to return to their own world and whether there is a way to return is a problem... Those pressures from other families of the secret party naturally do not exist.

So Angers naturally recovered his "nature" and became reckless.

He was like this when he was young, and he is still like this now.

It was as if a hundred years had passed, and this man was still living in the time when he was still a teenager... living in those faded memories, never really changing.

In a sense, the man named "Hilbert Jean Angers" is nothing more than a prisoner bound by the "past", and he will never escape.

"It looks a bit like a dragon's skeleton, but it's completely different... Is this a demon?"

The bright red jackknife drew a bright trace in the air, and the vacuum-sealed cabinet made of high-strength materials was opened in the hands of Angers, revealing a huge gap enough to allow people to take out the arm inside. Come.

Anger turned his back to Chu Zihang and waved, "The principal failed to protect the students well, but it was a major dereliction of duty... I still want to try my best to show myself in front of the students."

He put on a black leather glove on his left hand, and Angers took out the slender arm that was more than one meter long in the sealed cabinet.

It can be seen from the sharp bloody claws and the armor-like exoskeleton covering the slender arms.

The severed arm of this demon was probably part of the forearm of the right hand of the "Demon of the Shadow Mist".

What is puzzling is that the research has been carried out for so long, but there are no obvious marks left on the severed arm.The only scar that can be seen is the original broken part of the arm, and there is a layer of indistinguishable turbid substance remaining in the wound.

It is said to be some kind of substance, but it is more like a swaying mist, a deep and dark phantom.

If you really try to touch it, it will be difficult to touch it.

Because of the existence of this layer of turbid substance, even with the use of instruments, it is difficult to distinguish the flesh and bones of the severed arm.This broken arm is like an abyss that constantly attracts the attention of others. Just staring at it for a long time will make people feel in a trance, as if the meaning will be sucked into it.

X-rays can't peek into the inside of the arm, and even with laser cutting, the Gattuso family can't cut a small piece of tissue from it for research...

So so far, the research on the mixed races has not even made any progress.

It's just like……

The dead arm of the owner still has life!
Angers keenly felt the strangeness at this moment.

Even if he touched this demon's arm through a layer of gloves, a cold charm seemed to penetrate into his body from the contact position.

As if pressed on a piece of thousand-year-old ice, inexplicable things plundered his body temperature, and his left hand became cold at a terrifying speed.

Realizing that the arm still contained powerful demon power, he quickly threw the arm to Lu Mingfei who had prepared the handbag in advance, and watched him put it into the large handbag.

Anger shook his hand, glanced at the bodyguards and researchers in the laboratory who were crouching down with their heads in their hands, and fell silent for a moment.

Immediately, he said to Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang who stood up:
"I'm going to take these people back to the meeting place, lest they be injured by those mechanical monsters on the way."

"Next, you go find the Lord of the Gray City by yourself."

　PS: I finally remembered to write the title today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)