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Chapter 312 Lulin City Angers and the Doomsday Sect
On the other side of the earth, in an unknown seaport somewhere in Siberia.

Due to the influence of the Thousand Island Cold Current and high-latitude geographical location, Siberia has always been one of the coldest places in the northern hemisphere. The average annual temperature is below 0 degrees Celsius. It is covered with ice and snow all year round, and no grass grows.

However, this harbor, which is not marked on any map in the world, is like spring all year round.

Grasses are everywhere and flowers are in full bloom, as if the majestic power of nature cannot invade this land at all.

At this time, under a towering tree with lush branches.

A simple wooden coffee table is placed on the grass. On the coffee table, there are two celadon tea cups with white water vapor rising. The fragrance of tea is overflowing and refreshing.

On both sides of the coffee table, two men sat.

The younger man had gray hair, a pair of thick plastic-framed glasses on his face, and the corners of his eyes had many wrinkles carved by the passage of time.

These wrinkles did not make this man look old, but instead gave him a sense of elegance and elegance, like a middle-aged intellectual.

Opposite this man sat an overly handsome old man.

When facing an opponent that is so powerful that it is almost impossible to defeat, fear is always the easiest emotion to breed in people's hearts.

"That was also the day you betrayed the academy and joined the doomsday faction." There was no emotion in Angers' voice.

The Doomsday Sect is a group of hybrids who broke away from the Camarilla because they despaired of defeating the Dragon Clan.

Wearing a black custom-made suit, a pair of clear Italian handmade leather shoes, a bright red rose on his chest, and his white hair neatly combed.

These two children are both experimental subjects in Black Swan Port. They are both dragonborn with extremely dangerous bloodlines and must be contained or killed as soon as possible.

The Camarilla Party has grown and developed for hundreds of years since its birth. Naturally, it has not always been smooth sailing during these hundreds of years. The Camarilla Party has also experienced many setbacks and blows.

Everyone thought the doomsday faction was weak until 1991.

Time has carved vertical and horizontal ravines on his face, but the lines are still hard. There is a cold light dancing in the silver-gray pupils, and his expression is like a young lion.

Facing a great and terrifying life like the Dragon King, not everyone has the courage to step onto the front line with a knife and use their own lives to extinguish the flame of the Dragon Clan's revival.

The doomsday sects are a group of timid cowards, the doomsday sects are a group of cowards who dare not go to the battlefield, the doomsday sects are a group of weak insects... Similar statements were widely circulated among the top leaders of the secret party at that time.

The members of the doomsday sect believed that no matter what the secret party did, they could not prevent the dragon clan from resurrecting, so they came to this ice-covered Siberia, hoping to establish a final safe haven in this isolated place to continue the last fire of the human race. , to avoid being exterminated by the Dragon Clan.

Hearing this, a complicated light flashed through Lu Lincheng's eyes, and he said with some emotion: "Yeah, how could I forget what happened that day? That was the first time in my life that I saw such a noble and great life with my own eyes. ”

Christmas Day, December 1991, 12.

For example, the Summer of Mourning in 1900, or the schism of the Camarilla a hundred years ago...

Black Swan, the secret research base of the Dragon Clan, suffered a devastating blow and was almost razed to the ground in just an instant. Only a few people escaped, including a boy and a girl.

"Principal Ange, it seems that we haven't seen each other for many years." The middle-aged intellectual took a sip of tea and spoke calmly.

"Eighteen years and two months." Ange did not touch the teacup on the table, his tone was calm and cold, "Lulincheng, I think you will never forget what happened that day in your life."

Since the Doomsday faction split from the Camarilla, the remaining members of the Camarilla have looked down upon these people.

When Kassel Academy received the news, they immediately dispatched their most elite executive team, which included the S-class hybrid, Lu Lincheng.

Lulincheng will never forget what happened that day.

Ice-cold snowflakes fell in the gloomy sky like an iron curtain. On the vast frozen soil of Siberia, a boy covered in blood walked slowly towards Lulin City holding a white-blond girl. Behind this boy were countless heavily armed hybrids, but they were all dead, brutally killed by this boy without mercy, and slept forever on this frozen soil.

Lu Lincheng is the only person in that team who is still alive.

Facing the boy's golden, cold eyes, the faith in his heart was shaken as never before.

Can a hybrid... really defeat a dragon?
The boy in front of him who escaped from Black Swan Port may be one of the four kings, or he may be a nobler being than the four kings, but these made no difference to Lulin City at that time.

This boy is hopelessly powerful!
He killed countless elite hybrids, but there were no signs of injury on his body. Not a drop of blood on his body belonged to him.

This boy is about to kill Lu Lincheng, like reaching out and squeezing an ant to death!
Just before Lulincheng was helpless and waiting to die with his eyes closed, he saw the doomsday sect for the first time.

The leader is a man named Chen Jun.

He brought hundreds of A-level hybrids and more than a dozen S-level hybrids into a desperate fight with the boy.

Later, a young man with a gentle temperament but a tired face came.

The battle process was too bloody and brutal to describe, but the result of the battle was very simple and clear.

Except for Chen Jun, the little girl, Lu Lincheng and the young man, all other mixed races slept eternally on this ice field.

At the end of the story, the young man took away the little girl, Chen Jun took away the boy's body, and Lu Lincheng joined the doomsday faction.

Thinking of this, Lu Lincheng took a deep breath and looked at Angers: "Principal Angers, there is no need to keep secrets between us. Let's get straight to the point. Why are you here this time?"

Hearing this, Angre was silent for a moment and then slowly said: "Are you interested in King Bai? Or, do you doomsday faction want part of King Bai's body?"

Lu Lincheng's eyes slightly narrowed under his glasses, and he pondered for a long time: "Where?"

"Japan."

"it is good."

Before he finished speaking, Ange stood up, turned around and left neatly.

Lu Lincheng looked at Ange's tall back, and then at the celadon tea cup that had never been touched on the coffee table. His lips moved slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end no sound came out.

Angers' figure drifted away and soon disappeared at the end of the horizon.

At the same time, one hand picked up the teacup opposite Lulin City.

"What a rare good tea, what a pity." The hand poured the tea in the cup on the ground wantonly, "Ange calls himself an educator, he must hate you, a rebellious student, in his heart, right?"

"Odin, when will you die?" Lu Lincheng said coldly.

"For a life as great as mine, death is nothing more than a good quality sleep for me. I will be back in the world soon. I..."

Before Odin could finish speaking, Lu Lincheng interrupted him coldly: "Tell me your purpose, Odin, and don't waste time."

"Japan, White King." Odin said.

And the Black King.

Odin added in his mind.

(End of this chapter)