mythical visionary

Chapter 110 The tip of the iceberg

January 01, night, France, Normandy pasture.

Two incomplete giant shadows stand in the center of the wasteland, as if they were bronze statues born in ancient times. Under them is a huge pothole with a depth of 50 meters. Even so, it is difficult to hide their figures. The magnificent giant pit It can only fill up their lower half, and the upper body exposed under the moonlight is still magnificent, like the tip of an iceberg.

At this time, a gray-eyed boy in a suit came from the grassland in the distance. He glanced at the scorched earth, then looked up at the two remnants, and said slowly:
"Ymir and Hephaestus, two mythical carriers killed each other and died together. This scene is really unimaginable, isn't it? William, Northrend, Gu Lindong."

"Damn it, I swore I would take care of this bastard myself." William walked over quickly, staring at the remains of Hephaestus with cold eyes.

"Where are the others?" Gu Lindong appeared from the night.He was still dressed in white, and his aura as cold as winter seemed to calm down the scorching heat of the scorched earth.

"Some of them have already left, and I'll let them watch Xia Mingwei for others." Suad said lightly.

"What a disappointment. I thought my remodeled mech would finally be able to appear on the stage. Can those mythical carriers really be hidden in the past two years? But you didn't call me in the battle on Old Jingmai Street, otherwise I would just put it there. Kill Surtur, Zeus, and the Frost Giants." An indifferent voice came, and then the owner of the voice came slowly.

This is a red-haired girl with twin ponytails. Her height is no more than 1.5 meters, and she is wearing a jacket of the elite troops of the Executive Bureau that is seriously inconsistent.

The code name of this girl in the executive bureau is "Northrend", she is 16 years old, a sixth-order mechanic, and is known as the most talented monster sequencer in history.

"Why is your style still so unorthodox?" William looked at her angrily. "Last time you had pink hair, this time you have red hair. Do you want to become a monk next time?"

"It's called 'Avant-Garde'." Northrend said lightly, playing with his phone.No one would have thought that the famous sixth-order mechanic, the trump card of the executive bureau, was actually a little girl with red hair.

"Go, go, I don't know the aesthetics of you little brats." William put his hands on his hips and stomped his feet, "Damn it, but in the end, I didn't even touch a hair of Hephaestus, this thing just hiccups Shit."

Looking at the Frost Giant's remnant body, Gu Lindong said, "It's basically confirmed that the man who boarded the same train as Xia Mingwei is the Frost Giant."

Suad remained silent, just walked around silently, looking around at the remnants of the two mythical carriers.

"Are you suspicious of Xia Mingwei?" William approached him.

"No," Suad said indifferently, "he probably just didn't know about it. After all, Surtur is his adoptive father, so Xia Mingwei may know anyone who is close to Surtur."

"Don't deceive yourself, Suad." William's voice became colder. "From this incident, it is obvious that that kid is hiding something from us. I told you that he cannot be trusted."

"Even so, so what." Suad said deeply, "The matter is settled, isn't it?"

"That's right... Isn't the ending okay?" Northrend lowered his head and played with his mobile phone, the sound of minesweeping continued to come out, ticking loudly in the night.

"That's right." Gu Lindong said lightly, "If we hadn't come late, these two mythological carriers might not necessarily kill each other, and we might be the ones who would lose money. In Huaxia's words, such a scene would be a big deal for us. 'The fisherman reaps the benefits'."

"Then I'm leaving, you play." Northrend said, the mechanic sequence emblem on the back of her hand lit up, and a humanoid mecha like a demon god appeared in front of her, and the thick pipes spread outwards. steam.The giant mecha half-kneeled on the ground, stretching out its huge metal right palm.Northrend didn't even look at it. He took two steps forward and stood in the palm of the mecha. The mecha got up and sent the girl over its shoulder.

She just sat on the shoulders of the giant mecha and gradually moved away, her red twin tails swaying in the wind, and the sound of heavy footsteps resounded through the grassland.

On January 1th, at three o'clock in the morning London time, the train was driving in a white world.

Xia Mingwei slowly raised his heavy eyelids, his vision was a little blurred, he held his sore forehead, raised his head, and what came into his eyes was a girl in a light blue dress with a pure white wavy skirt drooping down.

Dong Ling tied a ponytail, combed her broken bangs to both sides, revealing her fair forehead, paired with icy blue eyes, her demeanor was very clear.

She lowered her head and scribbled on the drawing book with a pen: "You're awake."

"Where are we?"

"We'll be at the academy in a few minutes."

Xia Mingwei was silent for a moment: "How about the Frost Giant and Hephaestus, those two mythical carriers?"

Dong Ling didn't answer, she stopped the pen slowly, opened one of the pages of the drawing book, took out the two sketches sandwiched inside, and handed it to Xia Mingwei.

Xia Mingwei took the painting. The first one was drawn by Dong Ling on the train, with Hogg grinning and singing with his arms around his shoulders; the second one was drawn by Dong Ling when he got off the train, and it was Hogg's back , He waved at them without looking back, the other hand was still holding a beer bottle.

He lowered his eyes and watched quietly for a moment, the lights of the train made his cheeks a little lonely.

"You can't persuade him." Dong Ling paused, "I've seen people begging for death." Her voice was cold, without any emotion.

Xia Mingwei put away the two paintings and put them in his backpack: "The person who seeks death you mentioned refers to Fianna from the Danish royal family that I met eight years ago. She tried to seek death, and you replaced her. Live... now she's probably alive somewhere in the world, right?"

Dong Ling was silent, she lowered her eyes, and the pen scratched on the drawing board.

"If you hadn't saved me, I would have been burned to death by the fire of Hephaestus." Xia Mingwei looked out the window, and London in the early morning was shrouded in white fog.

"It's not me, it's your cat."

"In that split second, I saw a rainbow."

"rainbow?"

Xia Mingwei took a deep breath, and said slowly: "I don't want to accompany you to act stupid, Zeus is in the academy, do you know his real identity?" He paused, "If you know, I hope you can tell me, As long as one mistake is made, we may all die in his hands."

"I don't know." Dong Ling was still painting.

Accompanied by the deafening rumbling sound of the engine, the train roared through the dense steam, and drove out of the Mobius ring tunnel, and then the arrival announcement rang through the carriage:
"The train has arrived at Oribel Academy. All students, please bring your belongings. If you lose any, please go to the Academy's Train Affairs Office to apply for it back."

"Ok." Xia Mingwei put on his coat, "Thank you for sending me the painting." He got off the train and stepped into the grasslands of the Chilterns Mountains.

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