Dragon Nation: Fujimaru-san is saving the world

Chapter 266 Yemengade finally takes back everything he owns! (two in one)

The European secret party has been turned upside down by Angers. Although it is just an attitude, Hilbert Jean Angers is an immortal who has ruled the entire world for a hundred years. The level of the patriarch.

And in that meeting, the school managers also had to seriously think about what Angers said.

Indeed, in the hearts of modern people, the so-called rights are constructed by financial resources.

Money brings connections and technology. Technology is the key to rule the entire human race. Human beings are no stronger than pistols.

The school board knows that mixed races are far superior to ordinary people, even those with low bloodlines can win the championship in world-class sports events, and even better bloodlines can fight wild beasts with bare hands.

You know, this kind of treatment can only be achieved by the legendary Tiangang star Wu Song and Tieba sports students! ()
If paired with modern arms, the executive bureau elite A-level is the king of the modern army. Although the school board will not read "School Girl's Close-up Girl", "Crazy Dragon", "Retired Girl in the City", "Peerless Lesser" and so on works, but they also know that the insanity of the A-level elite will undoubtedly cause serious social incidents.

But that's about it.

The school board uses the A-level mixed race as a benchmark and the execution results of the executive bureau as a frame of reference. It roughly calculates the power of the so-called dragons in its mind, just like office workers living in the middle of the city can't imagine the cruelty on the battlefield. No matter how many photos the directors have seen, they still can't guess how strong the real dragon is. They are only sure of their victory based on the continuous victories achieved by the executive board.

Only when the absolutely pure "power" is placed in front of them, will they suddenly wake up.

Pure brute force, wrist strength, and violence, as long as they reach a certain level, they can also surpass their rights.

And Angers has that power.

If necessary, he can take off the head of the school board by himself and put it on the pole as a Golden Globe for the crowd to show off and take pictures.

Just because he doesn't do it doesn't mean he can't.

The center of gravity of each other's restraint has changed, and all the school managers are considering whether to adjust their attitude towards Angers, and the undercurrent is surging.

And the core of this matter is naturally the starting point that caused Angers' rage——

[What exactly is that freshman S-class? 】

Around this topic, the whole world began to fall into the unknown torrent.

In contrast, the person at the center of the vortex is now—

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"Huh? The president and Ming Fei came to pick me up? Sigh~~ In fact, I don't care that Mai comes to pick me up."

"Oh? Don't dare, why, are you tired of me? Huh huh."

"Airplane. At 02:30 this afternoon."

"Hahahaha, indeed, I really look forward to it~——"

English is intertwined in the airflow, and the fair-skinned blonde girls are wearing cool clothes and eating free self-serve ice cream at the airport. The tough-looking man looks at his silver-white watch, and glances at it from time to time. Girl on the phone.

In the VIP waiting room of the departure hall, there is never a shortage of actresses who can go to Hollywood. Some are used to being first class, some are too lazy to change to a private jet, some cannot afford it, and some are looking for angles to shoot for paparazzi.

But even they would probably click their tongues secretly.

hum-

The self-service ice cream machine screamed, begging and trembling like an old slave who had been squeezed too much. The girl stood in front of the machine with her knees slightly bent, her shoulders clamping her phone, her orange ponytail turned to one side, and amidst the lush and shiny hair But another dull hair defied gravity and tilted in the opposite direction.

The ice cream cone in her hand has already carried nearly [-] centimeters of vanilla-flavored ice cream, and the white ice cream formed a cloud-like posture, which was held by the girl with absolute balance, as sharp as a Marais sword.

At the end of the day, the machine stopped with a bang, and the top of the ice cream was curved and sharp like the tip of a master brush.

"I'm really looking forward to it. I haven't had a chance to talk much even if I go back for a year. I don't know what everyone will be like~"

The girl said to herself, looking forward to the clear blue sky outside the terminal hall.

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The screen turns again, China, Fujian.

No, this location may not be meaningful, because the space where the person is located does not seem to be connected to any corner of the earth, it is a kingdom of the dead independent of the entire space.

The Nibelungen, the land of the dead, may be just a legend, and it does not exist at all.

In the secret party records, if it existed, it was closed for many years, and the last witch who claimed to have been there was burned to death on a cross.That's still medieval.

It is the holy land that all alchemists want to worship. Although it is called the kingdom of the dead, it is not an 'underworld' or 'hell'. It is full of treasures.

The buried alchemy is not meaningless, at least the most powerful alchemist of the time, that is, the night watchman, once said that dead matter is the best material.

If you want to refine gold, you must first kill silver; if you want to refine a sword, you must first kill steel.And in the Nibelungen, the country of the dead, dead matter is everywhere.

An alchemist once described that country... There is no day and night, there is always a half-dark light floating in the sky, the ground and mountains are bronze-colored, made of dead earth and metal, the sky is gray, made of dead The fire is a cold blue, made of dead fire elements, and the water cannot float anything, because the water is also dead.

There are cities there, built with the bones of dead lives, and the fifth element 'spirit' is enriched in it, which can refine the legendary 'Sage's Stone'.Even the dust of the Nibelung is invaluable to an alchemist.

Wagner said in the opera "The Ring of the Nibelung" that the dwarf stole the gold of the Nibelung, and the cast ring had the magic power to rule the world.

The Lord of the Rings, no one knows, this existence that was adapted into a movie by people is an alchemy prop that did exist in history.

"However, Norton is the only one who can use [Lord of the Rings]."

In the silent country of the dead, a series of explosions continued to explode, and the flames scorched the earth. The former caves disappeared, leaving only the desert stretching to the end of the field of vision. A blurry shadow flew across at high speed, leaving behind circles of traces that would only be left by supersonic fighter jets.

The flame-burning monster rushed towards Qianying ferociously. The fight between the two could not even be captured by a super-high-speed camera. I only knew that thousands of fireworks bloomed and burst in an instant, turning into bits and pieces and falling on the ground.

It seemed that the clearly interlaced films were forcibly welded together, and the purple lightning and the black flames touched and intertwined. It was only at the moment when the two swords faced each other that the intertwined monster could barely see the real body.

It was a pair of teenagers and girls.

The boy has a cool and handsome face, and he should not be very old. Although his temperament is already mature, the tenderness between his brows and his face with too much collagen still reveal his true age.

On the other hand, if a boy is truly handsome, then a girl is unreally perfect.

The fluttering long hair is the queen's rippling skirt, and the long skirt is dragged to the ground, and white ripples bloom around her feet. She flips it under her hands, as if the whole world will stop breathing with her rhythm.

She is the queen of this kingdom, symbolizing the god of death, Jormungandr.

It is a pity that these two beautiful people are not in love.

They are fighting.

bass! ! ! !

The atmosphere was forcibly pulled into a distorted shape by the high-speed slashing blade, and the black tongue of flame wrapped around the boy's body, spreading all the way to the tip of the knife, and was polished into a bewitching bright red!

The sword technique in his hands is like a thousand flowers blooming, colorful, even Miyamoto Musashi would say "Wow, pretty boy" when he crawled out of the grave.

However, the dense net woven by the knives failed to catch the prey.

"Poor forehand, weak backhand, loose footwork, slow response."

The beautiful queen commented in a calm tone, as if the light of the knife that bloomed like a lotus was just the oily gleam on the Weilong sold by the roadside vendor, and there was nothing good to say about it.

The sickle in his hand swings from side to side, it is just the simplest movement, but every time it exerts force at a position that can interrupt the opponent.

That unbelievable skill, to be able to do this, can only be achieved by having completely seen through all the opponent's moves, changing the number of moves, and crushing the opponent with a quality that is completely superior to the opponent!
As far as martial arts are concerned, they are not at the same level.

boom--

It was another heavy but distant collision. This time, Ye Mengjiad chose not to "block" or "destroy moves" but to "slash with force". It was this small change that caused the saber technique to completely collapse. Leaving scattered silvery white light shards scattered around.

The sickle was raised, and the two people who looked at each other were expressionless.

And so, time began to slow down.
boom! !

Another deafening roar, but different from the previous metal contention, this time the sound is more like the explosion after the air shrinks and explodes. The shadow suddenly shot out from the other corner of the battlefield, pointing directly at the queen's back!

The vast sky echoed with the sound of sharp arrows piercing the sky, and Yermungad spoke softly without looking back.

"The timing is good, but the timing is bad. It's not as accurate as your StarCraft bunker."

After all, the sickle went straight along the original slanted line, the curved sickle just blocked the back of the heart, the silver-white blade collided with the black arrow, and there was a trembling tail sound, and the center of the battlefield The queen also made her final move.

She circled half a circle, and threw the scythe directly towards the position where the shot was originally fired, while she kicked in the direction of the force, kicking the boy who was about to rush forward directly into the shape of a shrimp.

The scythe and the boy who flew upside down turned into afterimages one after another, and at the same time they made the sound of colliding with the ground, and there was a sudden duck-like scream in the middle.

Dust mist began to rise upwards, and the girl who had accomplished the feat fell from the sky and touched the ground gently.

Finally, I can take a closer look. The queen named Yermungandr has long chestnut hair. She doesn't wear too many human clothes, only the silver armor made of dragon scales. The artistry of the armor is far away. It surpasses any human's brand-name clothing, every radian, edge, and even the fine lines on it are natural and perfect.

As if she was the queen who had mastered Liuyin, Yemengard turned her pupils and glanced at the two visitors in front of her.

The two visitors were dressed in rags at this time. If it was said that Yermungandr didn't need clothes from the beginning, because dragons would naturally generate scales to cover all vital points, then these two people simply had their clothes burned or beaten. Broken.

The two people were stained with bloodstains that looked scary, lying on the ground and moaning, Yemengard looked down at his "prey" and spoke softly.

"Continue to talk about the topic just now, the Lord of the Rings, the alchemy field of the Lord of the Rings"

"I don't know. I've never thought about that kind of problem. It's better to say that Norton has forged too many things. In many cases, even he himself doesn't know what the things he forged are useful for."

"However, if I had to pick the person I least want to meet among all the dragon kings, it would probably be him. Among all the dragon kings, he is the only one who is scary when he goes crazy. This planet is not out of the question."

Ye Mengjiad touched the armor on his body, as if he was confirming his current state.

After a while, he raised his head and frowned again.

"Okay, I've told you all the gossip you want to hear. That's all for today's tribute, and you can get back on your feet."

"嗻"

".it is good."

Surprisingly, the creature that fell before Jormungandr was not given the gift of death by the queen.

Not only that, when they raised their heads, what they revealed——turned out to be human cheeks.

Chu Zihang and Lu Mingfei were like steaks with an excellent Maillard reaction. After turning over automatically, they changed from lying on the ground to lying on the ground, looking at the Nibelungen sky.

Yemengard looked at the two pieces of mud and said with a curled lip.

"Alchemy props [Apfel Schieen], the bow and arrow that William Tell used back then, and [Hasebe Kunishu] - one of Oda Nobunaga's sabers, thanks to that woman for being so generous with finding these alchemy props It's all given to you."

Obviously I don't have either.

Ye Mengjiade's face was expressionless, and his claws were clenched tightly.

"Shouldn't it be said that he is a half-breed who was brought up by that woman's hand? He really has the capital to be proud of. You know, there are not many people who can get this evaluation after fighting at the hands of me, Yemengard." Perhaps it was because of Looking for love, Yemengard said with a snort.

Hearing this, Lu Mingfei, who is very good at answering words, raised his chin and said.

"Back to the emperor, how many people are there?"

"A hundred people?" Ye Mengjia frowned, recalling uncertainly.

Is it too much?

Lu Mingfei just thought about this sentence but didn't say it. He glanced at Chu Zihang who was looking at him at the same time, and confirmed that his senior brother must be thinking the same thing.

Lu Mingfei opened his mouth.

"Brother. Hungry, eat."

The boy's lips were dry and skinned, his face was disheveled, and his speech was weak.

"Endure it." Chu Zihang was a little better than him, and his clean face was also stained with dust at the moment, but he still couldn't cover up his embarrassing face.

The long hair covered the area around the eyebrows, and it was a little itchy. The man blinked uncomfortably, and added: "There are people at my house at night, but if it's convenient for you, you can also come to my place for dinner, or I will treat you. "

"Okay." Lying on the ground, Lu Mingfei clenched his fist and raised his hand, weakly.

"I want it too. Speaking of which, I heard that there is a street snack in Fujian called Buddha Tiaoqiang. I think the Juchunyuan is good. Let me have some conch slices, lychee meat with water chestnut fried with a flower knife. I want sweet and sour mouth, and a piece of Buddha Tiaoqiang. That’s good, you don’t need to be too particular about dried abalone.” Ye Mengjiad made a stone chair with earth elements, sat down, and gracefully raised his legs. The sharp arc of the legs is not like a human body, but But it gives people a sharp beauty like a knife.

She nodded and added very naturally.

"?"*2
Chu Zihang thought about it, but it wasn't that he couldn't afford the price, but that line suddenly reminded him of someone.

"Speaking of which, Fujimaru's business trip should end?"

"Today, the plane at 02:30 this afternoon."

Lu Mingfei rubbed his nose, recalling his chat history, his face couldn't help being happy, he put his hand to his mouth, moved it, and stopped when his shoulder touched Chu Zihang, turned sideways and said.

"After waiting for a long time, I finally waited until today. Do you think the eldest sister will avenge us when she comes back?"

"Maybe, but Fujimaru doesn't like fighting either."

"Hey, you don't understand senior brother. Is my big sister screaming for nothing? You haven't seen a hot-blooded high school? The little brother is bullied and the big brother wants to go up there and fight for his life. My low-level role has been wronged. The big sister’s head is directly wrapped around her chest cloth, and she’s going to drive a Harley to the opposite school gate to make trouble.” Lu Mingfei recalled the information and urban legends about the Bajia of Snake Qi that he found on the Internet, and yearned for it.

"." Chu Zihang stopped talking, recalling all kinds of things with Tachika Fujimaru in his heart, thinking about how to persuade her not to be a gangster.

"." Ye Mengjiad narrowed his eyes and said:
"You know that you are so close that I can actually hear you talking, right?"

"I'm sorry."*2
"Hmph, whatever you fantasize about, masculinity is the only power that boys of your age can control independently, so I won't do things like robbery. But—"

Yemengade, who hadn't joined the topic just now, suddenly showed an invincible aura, and both Lu Mingfei and Chu Zihang, who were lying on the ground, could feel the tingling sensation like a scalpel slicing the surface of their skin.

But they didn't run, not because they were calm, but because they were too tired to walk.

"Listen well, you may think that it is a matter of course that you can communicate with me without being killed, but all this is based on my tolerance for you and my deal with Tachika Fujimaru."

The golden-red flames burned in his eyes. The Dragon King's Heart was the most violent and cruel thing in the world. When Ye Mengjiade ignited it, even Chu Zihang, who was as calm as he was, would shed a drop of cold sweat.

Just one drop.

"However, the premise of the transaction itself is that I and you humans are equal."

"A year ago, maybe."

"but now--"

The elements in Yemengard's body began to become disordered, and the elements of the world were like blood flowing in the blood vessels. When the Dragon King's anger reached its peak, all the elements of the material world would boil with it.

"A sub-adult body, immortality, spiritual ability!!"

The girl shook her head and roared, and the world shook accordingly.

"I am no longer Ye Mengjiad a year ago. What I showed in front of you at that time was just like a bubble phantom. Today, I am the noble Dragon King!"

"In the Nibelung, I have a hundred ways to keep you alive!"

"The one-year agreement has come, and I will definitely take back everything I lost!!"

The spiritual element was elevated from the earth to the sky, and the flourishing posture almost deprived the world of its color, and the earth trembled, welcoming the return of the king.

There is a kind of - the protagonist on the fantasy continent went to a different space to practice for a year or two. During this period of time, his opponent's power, old immortal, broke through a level, thinking that he was invincible in the world, so he went to the protagonist's hometown to find trouble. At a critical moment, the protagonist When I broke through the triple realm and rushed to my hometown from a different space in time, the old immortal lines-that feeling.

The two people lying on the ground heard the words and looked at each other.

Chu Zihang: "Congratulations."

Lu Mingfei: "Good advice, Your Majesty!"

　ps: Xia Mi, upgrade! !
　　Fujimaru Tachika, withered! ! !
　　Xia Midao, dignified serialization! (convinced)

　　
　
(End of this chapter)