The sky was dark and turbid, and the clouds were dense, making people breathless. Luke took out a dagger and gently swiped his fingertips. A drop of crystal-clear blood like a gem slowly overflowed. The blood was not the normal bright red, but had an inexplicable stream of light, lighting up the whole room. "The opening ceremony should have a performance to match." The blood dripped accurately into a groove on the ground of the Norton Pavilion. Then the blood expanded and multiplied. Its color faded at a slow speed. It followed the alchemy lines that had been carved and buried by the flowers before, and began to move towards it like a snake. Spreading in all directions. The route of the alchemy lines is like a lush vine tree. The blood branches along the lines, branches again, constantly branches and intersects, and finally connects end to end to form a perfect circular totem, like an ouroboros biting its own tail. . "Using blood instead of mercury to drive alchemy is more effective than imagined." Luke looked at the healed fingertips and sighed. He felt that he was almost a moving treasure now, and every drop of blood and every piece of flesh was a treasure. The porcelain in the closet, the tableware in the kitchen, and the pictures on the stairs all made crisp collision sounds from all directions. The whole house began to tremble slightly, and then the tremors became larger and larger, until it stopped at the climax, boundless. Darkness engulfed everything in the house. This is the miracle of alchemy. A realm is created with symbols and elements. The world forms a closed loop and begins to flow endlessly. In this house that still looks normal, time seems to be frozen, and everything is isolated and blocked. "It's almost fixed."
The only luminous person in the darkness looked at the stabilized surroundings and nodded slightly. This was a space he created by combining alchemy and domain, and no additional maintenance was needed. It can be compared to the "Nibelungen", the country of the dead in this world. It's just that although the dragon kings can formulate some of the rules in the Nibelung, they are far from controlling it. This space can be more stable and can be set in detail. “The next step is to arrange the details.” … In the attic of the church bell tower, an old guy was lying on the sofa like a huge potato. He was wearing a roll-brimmed hat and a pair of cowboy boots with shiny spurs, and he was carrying a bottle of beer in his hand. The classic scene from "Scent of a Woman" was playing on the TV in front of him. The colonel played by Al Pacino guided Charlie step by step and observed the beautiful lady sitting next to him. She had brown hair, deep features, a pair of beautiful eyes, and a lonely look. There is melancholy in it. "Hey, hurry up and strike up a conversation. You are young and handsome, and she is charming and lonely. They are a perfect match. Go crazy while you are young. When you are old, you will be like me, who can only read pornographic magazines and treat young girls. Their graceful figures are drooling! ” The old cowboy cheered Charlie excitedly, even if he knew the plot behind it. Sex batches are regardless of age. Regardless of the result, just rush first and that's it! He is the vice-chancellor of the Kassel Academy, Nicholas Flamel of the Night Watch, and the administrator of the Forum of the Night Watch. Flamel's bloodline is extremely high, his level is S level, and his word spirit is [Commandment]. This word spirit can restrain word spirits of the same level or lower than his own. He is also an alchemist master. With the alchemy array arranged in the academy, His domain can cover the entire Kassel Academy and reduce consumption to the point where it can be turned on for a long time. The reason why the students of Kassel College cannot use the Word Spirit in the school is because of him. Suddenly, Flamel's excited expression froze, and his frivolous and loose eyes instantly became as sharp as an eagle. He stood up and walked outside, looking somewhere. There is a certain area in the school that is out of his control, and his territory is being eroded. This has never happened before! Flamel took out his cell phone and made a call with a serious face. "Ange, your good student is causing trouble for me again. Can you take good care of him?" "Old man, don't be anxious, there's no point in hurrying." The cheerful voice on the other end of the phone was Hilbert Jean Angers, the principal of Cassel College, a very charming 130-year-old man whose excellent dragon bloodline and "time zero" made him Still maintaining vitality at such an advanced age. "You also know that the identity of a student is just a name. I can't control him. Besides, he is also a school director. Strictly speaking, he is the boss of both of us." Yes, the school directors are not the bosses. Without their financial support, Cassel College would be difficult to maintain. And as far as he knew, when another school director Elizabeth Laurent came to the college for an inspection a while ago, the person in charge of reception was Luke. .
A man and a woman are alone together. Although both of them are good-looking, the man is still a pervert. In all likelihood, he has already had negative contact and negotiated a contract worth hundreds of millions... The weight of two school directors! Flamel sighed, and suddenly heard the sound of waves on the other end of the phone mixed with the sound of the waves, the chatter of the crowd, and the cute smiles of young girls. He sensed something was wrong, "Where are you now?" "Hawaii, you really should come here to experience it. The hot pancakes and poke made with tuna and avocado are amazing, and the beach is beautiful." "I just went surfing and performed a difficult trick. When I came back, a large number of beautiful girls asked me for my contact information. I felt younger when I was with them!" Damn it! Flamel was so angry that his teeth were itching. He knew that he could not leave the academy, otherwise the field of "commandments" would collapse, and hundreds of mixed-race spirits would revive. Once a verbal conflict occurred, the academy should be demolished! "I'm serious, Angers! There is a powerful realm that has enveloped Norton Hall. My realm has no way of invading there. And it's freedom day soon, and the students will be even crazier than usual!" "Actually, he discussed this issue with me and I approved it." "Why!" "Because, 'Kuimen Project'." Ange's voice became solemn, and there was a coldness in the cynical smile just now. Kassel Academy has been committed to killing dragons. The executive department is searching for dragon tombs around the world day and night. Recently, the executive department has dispatched four more teams, namely Tibet, Xinjiang, Greenland and Mexico. Not long ago, Professor Mann's team successfully found the suspected dragon tomb of Norton, the "King of Bronze and Fire" near the Yangtze River. This is how the "Kuimen Project" was born. The plan is complex, but it can be summarized in one sentence. Get in the water, find it, and kill it! "Lu Ke is helping me select the best candidates to carry out the mission. To this end, I will use a free day to conduct a 'trial'. Those who pass the trial will be qualified to face the great first generation species, one of the four great monarchs. Norton, Lord of Bronze and Fire!” Angers voice was light, "This is the highest honor among mixed breeds." Flamel scratched his head and said, "I remember that I had decided on the candidate before, right?" "Yes, Ye Sheng and Shude Aki, they are the most outstanding students in the executive department. Even I am optimistic about the ace combination, but there is something wrong." "What's the problem? The excellence of both of them is obvious to all." Ange's voice was a little strange, "Luc reported to me that the two of them were having an affair and causing chaos in Kassel College. The crime must not be punished." "He himself is the most filthy one!" "But he is an ordinary student and a school director. We are in no position to stop him until someone is killed." Ange's voice was a little helpless: "Ye Sheng and the others are members of the executive department. After investigation, the remarks were true. The two of them did have an improper relationship. Now they have officially announced their retirement from the executive department." Partners in the execution department are not allowed to have personal feelings, otherwise they will become a big threat during the execution of tasks. Losing their lives is considered a relatively good consequence. If you don't obey orders and act based on emotion, no one knows how big a trap it will cause. . Flamel: "..." Young people today! "Then I can only pray that he doesn't go too far."
He looked at the gloomy sky that enveloped Kassel College and let out a helpless sigh. … In the student union classroom, Caesar is holding a pep rally. He was wearing a custom-made suit, with two modified Desert Eagles and Dictator on his waist, and he looked seriously at the crowd below. His eyes were full of real pressure, making everyone who looked at him lower their heads involuntarily. "I remember when I first came to the student union, you were still a group of defeated soldiers. You had no spirit and no drive. You were like the leftover defective products in a store cabinet. You had low self-esteem and were cowardly. You were overwhelmed by the Lion Heart Club. ” The old members of the student council were quite ashamed and lowered their heads, as if recalling the gloomy moment when Caesar did not come. "It's not a shame. They are an old club. Even the principal was a member of the Lionheart Club. Your failure is normal." Caesar is a miracle. No one doubts his leadership. Within one year, the student union grew to a level comparable to that of the Lionheart Club. No one would believe this, but he did it. "Lionheart will follow the elite model. If your bloodline is not high enough, your ability is not outstanding, and your heart is not strong enough, you are the group that has been eliminated. They despise you, laugh at you, and look down on you." "But it's different now. With our concerted efforts, the proud lion has no choice but to lower his head and look at us levelly." Caesar's voice was sonorous and powerful, and confidence emanated from his voice. He spoke with great conviction, and the power seemed to be transmitted to every listener through words, inspiring their hearts and making them crazy. "I believe this is not the end, but just the beginning. The Lion Heart Club is not our destination. One day we will surpass the lions and move towards the unattainable mountain top until the end!" The audience burst into applause, and everyone looked at Caesar with fiery and admiring eyes. "Freedom Day is an opportunity to prove that we are better than the Lionheart Club. They are trying to enter Luke's Norton Hall and compete for those three spots. What should we do?" "Fight for first place!" A particularly dedicated member raised his arms and shouted. "wrong!" Caesar shook his head and sneered, showing a presumptuous smile, "The first is the basic requirement. Will anyone be able to enter the Lion Heart? Since we want to surpass, we must surpass it comprehensively. Let the lions see our ambitions and let the lions know that what was once How far the remnants have grown!" Caesar snapped his fingers energetically, and the door was pushed open. A group of strong men in school uniforms carried black boxes one by one inside. "President, what is this?" "A little support." Caesar casually opened the black box, and the dazzling cold light shone. Inside were neatly arranged swords, firearms and alchemy equipment that smelled like banknotes. The eyes of the people in the audience were filled with fire. They had never fought such a rich battle in their lives! "Real guns and live ammunition cannot be used against alumni, but this does not mean that we can only use some traditional weapons in a conventional way. This is called using one's own strengths to attack others' weaknesses." Caesar took out a delicate box from the black box and gently opened it. Inside lay a crystal clear red stone that was polished into a bullet shape. He held the red stone and looked at it for a while before putting it back. "I probably won't use this, but it's not a bad idea to bring it as a backup." He looked into the distance, as if waiting, looking forward to the performance of his old enemy.