The Immortal Dragon King of the Dragon Clan

"What can we do? The principal is not here, but fortunately the student union can last for a while in the Ambo Hall!" Manstein seemed to be talking to himself, and he paced back and forth anxiously thinking about countermeasures.

Guderian glanced at the screen and immediately said: "The student union's Friga bullets are about to run out, Caesar has been asking for medical assistance, Masashi Toyama has taken someone there..."

"Live ammunition!" Schneider said calmly.

The air in the command room suddenly froze, but no one objected. Guderian waited for a few seconds and sent this order to Norma.

In contrast, nothing is as important as the safety of the student union members!

Moreover, as the best hybrids and the main force on the dragon slaying battlefield in the future, it is time for them to experience killing.

Dragon blood contains tyrannical genes, and mixed races are also more or less affected by it. Therefore, when freshmen are immature in all aspects, Kassel College will only conduct war survival courses and special combat training courses. Focusing on the battlefield does not allow students who have not participated in the work to go to the front line.

But now in an emergency situation, students who have never seen blood can only be filled with live ammunition to defend the campus.

In the baptism of blood and fire, you can grow faster!

Guderian looked at Manstein and pondered for a moment and said, "Actually, there is still a way..."

Manstein turned his head and looked at him, instantly knowing what he wanted to say.

"Impossible, only the principal can convince him..." Manstein murmured.

"The situation is very urgent... Cough cough," Schneider said with a burst of light coughing intermittently. His entire trachea was cut out and he relied on a ventilator to continue his life.

"Students are fighting the intruders ... the principal is still on the plane and it is impossible for us to get his authorization now."

Guderian continued: "But as long as the vice-principal lifts the 'discipline', we have more than 700 old students who can use the spirit of speech! The concentrated power can easily destroy the intruders, and it only takes one night... No, three Hour!"

"Any punishment for violating school rules will be borne by me alone!"

Schneider stared at Manstein calmly, and then directed the microphone of the indoor landline.

Manstein was silent for a while, nodded dully and took the microphone.

"Beep...beep...beep..."

Start dialing.

Chapter 55 The Night Watch

A small lamp was hung inside the bell tower, and a candle was lit on the table. It was pitch black outside and there were endless gunfires, but inside it was bright and very quiet... If you ignore the ups and downs of snoring.

A drunken old man was lying on the single bed. He was dressed in denim, a checkered shirt, a rolled-brimmed hat, and a pair of cowboy boots with shiny spurs.

There was a rapid ringing of the phone, and the hangover old man stretched out his hands on the table and groped for a while.

"Plop!" There was a sound of a heavy object hitting the wooden floor.

"Hiss..." The old man dressed in denim put one hand on his waist, and the hat on his head rolled to the side.

"Dinglingling..." The phone was still ringing non-stop. Although the old cowboy fell off the single bed, he finally got the phone.

"Who is it!" The old cowboy answered the phone aggressively, with an extremely bad tone!

As the vice-principal of Kassel College and the contemporary Flamel of the secret party, the old cowboy has enough confidence to reprimand anyone who disturbs his dream!

"Dad..." Hearing the old cowboy's angry voice, Manstein trembled slightly.

"Oh...it's you? Manstein, my son!" The old cowboy switched the microphone to his right ear, and said affectionately with an eager tone on his face: "Good evening! Are you still asleep, son? Are you there?" Do you need any help from Dad? Let me guess, it must be about the school, right?"

"The school is being invaded now, do you know Dad?" Manstein asked a little cautiously, "The students are joining forces to resist, but the situation is not optimistic..."

"It's so lively outside, how could I not know! Manstein, are you not injured? Remember to protect yourself!"

Manstein shyly covered the receiver, and the professors in the command room also tactfully dispersed, not listening to the father and son chatting about homework.

"Dad, I'm safe in the command room. You don't have to worry, but the students are in danger. The intruders are hiding in the dark and the information is unknown. We've run out of bullets from Friga, and the medical treatment can't keep up!" Mann Stein no longer hesitated, "I need your help! Dad."

"Son, it's troublesome for me to go down the bell tower as an old man, and I'm good at alchemy. The academy was invaded, you should go to Principal Angers, what do you think, son?" The old cowboy smiled and pretended to be confused.

"Although I don't have the authority, I still want to ask you... Please temporarily release the 'discipline' from being imprisoned!"

Manstein's tone was categorical: "It only takes three hours, and we can wipe out the invaders! I promise! This is the joint request of me and the professors!"

The old cowboy said with a sneer: "Son, although I really want to meet all your needs...but it doesn't comply with the school regulations. Angers didn't give me an order to close the 'discipline'."

"The principal is on a business trip..."

"I know my son!" the old cowboy interrupted, "but the special plane he takes is connected to a satellite signal, and Norma will meticulously tell him everything that happens in the school, and Angers is fully qualified to issue an order to close it. "

Manstein is still insisting: "But if the students and the invaders continue to fight, casualties will definitely occur. Every student is our future, and we cannot lose the future... Dad, I beg you! Open the 'commandment' !"

The old cowboy was silent, looking at the bright light bulbs hanging from the ceiling, it took him a long time to say: "Dear son, I remember that next week is your birthday, right?"

"Yes." The professors in the command room were anxiously waiting for the result, and Manstein felt a little unnatural, "I didn't expect you to remember, Dad!"

"Of course, you are my only son...then this violation of school rules should be considered a birthday present from me!"

"Dad, did you agree? I thank you on behalf of all the professors!" Manstein said excitedly.

The old cowboy leaned on the bed frame and said: "Wait, closing the 'discipline' is against the school rules. Yan Ling is the devil in the bottle, let it out easily. Although it can gain power, it may not be a good thing. Do you think your students Are you ready? I can only weaken the blockade of the 'discipline', so that students of high-level bloodlines can use the spirit of speech, and it should be possible to defend the academy with these students, right?"

Manstein was not disappointed. The old cowboy's willingness to weaken the "commandments" has exceeded his expectations.

The rest were elated when they heard the news, and Schneider hurriedly asked Norma to send an email to the students.

"Let the Lionheart go to the Ambo Pavilion to help the student union!" Guderian said immediately.

Manstein said: "I also agree! Let the assistant commissioners of the executive department cooperate with the maintenance department to repair the circuit, and eliminate all intruders as soon as possible!"

Schneider shook his head, and said in a deep voice, "I have ordered the elite of the Lionheart Club to guard the library!"

"The command room doesn't need protection! And it's impossible for them to cross half of the campus to invade the command center!" Manstein frowned, "Even if the invaders have the guts, my revolver is not a vegetarian!"

Schneider explained: "I didn't put the Lionhearts in the library department to protect the command room."

Schneider's tone was calm, and he pointed his finger to the ground as he spoke, and several professors suddenly realized.

"Ice cellar?" Guderian was surprised.Don't blame him for fussing, it's true that this news carries too much weight!

If there is any place in Kassel College that has the strictest defense and the highest level of confidentiality, it must be Minerva and the ice cellar where the equipment department is stationed!

The ice cellar is located 50 meters below the library, storing immeasurable dragon relics and various alchemy products. There are only a handful of people in the entire Kassel College who have permission to enter the ice cellar.

If the ice cellar is breached by intruders, I dare not imagine the consequences... Giant dragon bones, live dragon cubs, advanced alchemy weapons, everything that is eligible to be stored in the ice cellar is very precious, and some of them are unique in the world ...

Inside the clock tower, the old cowboy took out his pocket watch, it was almost nine o'clock.

The old cowboy slowly climbed up to the attic with a vodka glass hanging from his waist, and it was exactly nine o'clock.

The old cowboy grabbed the hanging metal pillar and hit the huge bronze ancient clock, chanting obscure dragon texts.

"Boom...boom...boom..."

Occasionally, an old cowboy in tattered clothes grabs a wine glass and drinks it vigorously. As the continuous bell rings, sound waves rise, and a "spirit" that is so powerful that it covers the entire campus slowly fades away like fading.

……

The fiery red Ferrari is fast, and it has just driven out of the school gate and entered the winding mountain road. Kassel College is built on the mountain, and the end of this winding mountain road leads directly to the top of the mountain.

Suddenly Jiang Yi's heart moved, he could feel the "coercion" permeating every corner of the academy was weakening.

"The 'discipline' in Kassel College is being weakened." Jiang Yi said in a deep voice.

"Ah?" The news was a bit sudden, but immediately their phones vibrated at the same time. Nuonuo opened it and saw that it was an email sent by Norma.

"Dear Chen Motong:

The Night Watchman has weakened the blockade of the 'Commandment'. As an A-level bloodline, you can use your words in the Kassel College campus!

Yours Sincerely: Norma

"

Chapter 56 The Wind Blows on the Mountain Road

Gunshots continued outside the Ambo Hall, the explosions of tactical grenades and individual missiles were deafening, and the battlefield was full of stray bullets!

The expensive green belts and small gardens of Kassel College are a mess!A large piece of turf was torn apart by the bomb, and the green plants carefully pruned by the janitor burned black smoke, and the flower beds, statues, seats and other facilities were full of bullet holes, and the damage was very serious!

If Professor Manstein saw this scene, he would definitely cry out in grief: "Money! It's all money!"

This is not a drill!Not to mention the student activity "Freedom Day" organized by Kassel College. The aggressive invaders carried individual missile rifles loaded with steel core bullets. If they were not careful on the battlefield, they would lose their lives!

"Damn it! The firepower of this group of students is too fierce! We must find a way to break through the defense of this building, otherwise it is impossible to complete the mission!"

An intruder dressed in black huddled behind a stone statue, his mask removed and several burns on his face.

Beside him, a man in black with a skull logo printed on his mask put his mobile phone in his arms, and began to disassemble the high-precision sniper rifle in front of him, skillfully putting various parts into the box.

"The target is no longer in the Ambo Hall! There was a message from the headquarters that Norma's surveillance camera captured him driving a red Ferrari out of the campus and into the Panshan Highway."

"What should we do now?" the companion growled.

"Follow the plan!" The skull-headed man in black didn't change his face, "You lead the fifth team to attack the ice cellar and attract the main force of the Lionheart Club and the Student Union of Kassel College. I'll kill him!"

"Okay!" Without any hesitation, the companion was about to execute the pre-arranged paly B, but was pulled back by the man in black with a skull.

"The night watchman has reduced the blocking effect of 'Command', the hybrids of A-level blood can already sing the spirit of speech, pay attention to their A-level hybrids!"

……

The Ambo Hall was in a mess, several guns were set up on the window sills, wine mixed with blood was everywhere.

The intruders were numerous and the firepower was fierce. If it weren't for the reinforced walls of the Ambo Pavilion, the student union would have been unable to hold on.

Fortunately, all the mixed races are physically strong, and their resistance is extremely strong. They can still jump up and down to the second floor to find equipment to treat the wound after being shot.

The private room of the core members of the student union on the second floor has become a temporary ward. Skilled logistics students treat the wounds of the students who were shot. Fortunately, the follow-up medical supplies have been delivered in time.

A member of the student union who was shooting guns had a piece of Australian ham in his mouth. The Ambo Hall was raided by intruders just after the dance, and he hadn't had time to eat any food!

Caesar's white suit was also stained, his eyes lit up with golden pupils, and the sickle weasels hidden in the air within two kilometers were driven by him, but the side effect was that Caesar's hearing was also doubled, The sound of gunfire thundering like thunder hurts the ears.

Word Spirit, Kama Itachi!

Scythes were flying rapidly in the air, and the information of the intruders' full retreat was also transmitted from the weasels to Caesar's mind in real time.

"The intruder has left! Part of it is withdrawing towards the church? It may be that they want to evacuate through the side school gate! The other part bypasses the Ambo Hall and enters the school. The direction seems to be... the library! Inform Professor Guderian!"

The invisible and soundless sickle weasels streaked across the sky, continuing to monitor the real-time movements of the intruders, but Caesar, who released the spirit of speech, always had a strange feeling.

There seem to be a lot fewer katanas that can be controlled within the scope of the speech spirit. He can only drive a very small part of the katanas, and the rest of the "idle" katanas seem to obey others. Could it be that there is another hybrid nearby that released the katana ·Scythe Weasel?