Chapter 131 Dragon Pond

"Maybe it's a coincidence." Zhang Baiqing smiled and said, "It can't be that 2012 is the end of the world, right?"

The Mayans once predicted that the world would end in 2012. As 2012 draws closer and closer to 2009, some signs are already beginning to emerge.

The disaster movie 2012 had already been approved at this time, and it became a big hit at the box office by riding on this prophecy, and also spread this prophecy in disguise.

In his previous life in 2012, Zhang Baiqing was still studying. In his small county town, there were people who were developing a cult under the banner of the end of the world, although it was proven to be false.

"It's not the end of the world." Chu Zihang shook his head, "I just feel uneasy."

Chu Zihang would not deny the possibility of such a coincidence. He could see the string of fate, but the string had no end and fate could not arrange everything.

"But be prepared for the worst. After all, it's true that all the Dragon Kings are coming out together. Even if nothing is wrong, there will be trouble if so many Dragon Kings come out at the same time."

"Ah."

Chu Zihang nodded. He had no objection to this point.

The situation in Kassel Academy is a bit complicated now. The eggs of the Bronze and Fire Kings are placed in the ice cellar. Flamel has been unable to sleep in recent days. After all, if anyone knew that there was an uncontrolled nuclear bomb buried under his home, it would be difficult for him to sleep peacefully.

Angers and the Gattuso family had another quarrel these two days. The Gattuso family is ambitious and wants to use all their resources to take the initiative and snipe these dragon kings.

But Angers vetoed it.

The Gattuso family might want to get one or two Dragon Kings for research, but Angers wants to kill all of them one by one, so they have to do it slowly. The savings of Kassel Academy cannot be given away just because of one Dragon King.

The contradiction is not irreconcilable, but Frost has been unhappy with Ange for a long time. If the situation was not urgent, Frost would definitely be trying to get Ange down.

However, these fights did not involve him as the vice-president, as he was still studying the weapons he brought back from the Bronze City.

The words engraved on the sword were not dragon characters, but ancient Hebrew. Through his translation, he roughly knew the seven weapons, which were called Pride, Envy, Wrath, Sloth, Greed, Gluttony and Lust.

It corresponds exactly to the seven deadly sins in Christianity.

"Is your translation accurate?" Ange rubbed his chin.

"That should be correct..." Flamel said hesitantly, "Why do you think Norton, the King of Bronze and Fire, has to get seven weapons?"

"How should I know? He is one of the most powerful alchemists. How can I know why he got seven weapons?"

Ange was stunned. He was not familiar with the noble King of Bronze and Fire. Apart from the urgent desire to kill Him, he did not care about anything else.

"No, no, what I mean is, after removing him from the eight dragon kings, there are exactly seven dragon kings left?" Flamel said.

"You mean these seven weapons were made by Him for other Dragon Kings?" Ange became interested. "Doesn't that include the other twin Dragon Kings on the Bronze and Fire Thrones? Will the twin Dragon Kings kill each other? Oh, now that you mention it, I remember that after killing the White King, the Black King was so grief-stricken that he flew into the sky and fell freely seven times."

This gossip-like talk between brothers is a bit counterintuitive. It should have been Flamel who said this. Angers should have said: "Do these seven swords correspond to the defects of different dragon kings..."

"Uh... I don't know whether the twins of the Dragon King will kill each other, but the craftsmanship of this sword can indeed have a killing effect on the Dragon King." Flamel said with admiration: "The King of Bronze and Fire is worthy of being an alchemist at the pinnacle. The seven swords gather all the virtues of cold weapons."

What virtues can cold weapons have? Apart from chopping wood and cutting vegetables, they only have one purpose, which is to chop people!
Norton may not think highly of killing people, but it is very likely that he will kill a dragon, and the ones he kills are his loved ones, friends, brothers and sisters.

"But how to use it?" Ange asked him. While on the boat, he tried to pick up the largest saber, but it was too heavy.

"Of course, weapons used by dragons must be fed with dragon blood!" Flamel closed the box, picked up Ange's folding knife from the table, gently scratched his hand and then pressed his hand on the box, no, it should be said that the sword case.

In school, he, the vice principal, was very low-key. Apart from knowing that his words were commandments, his classmates were very unfamiliar with him and seldom saw him in person. After all, he did not teach, and his classes were aimed at professors, not students.

Few students knew the level of his bloodline.

The blood flowed on the exquisite patterns on the sword case and filled in the inscriptions, like blood flowers and blood words blooming and outlined.

There seemed to be a heartbeat in the quiet office, the sound of seven heartbeats.

"The inscription on the outside of the box is in ancient Hebrew, which translates to mean that whoever sheds the blood of a king shall end with the sword."

Flamel opened the box again, and the sword that had been fed with dragon's blood seemed to be a little different, as if it had come alive.

"Would you like to try it?" He looked at Ange.

"Okay." Ange stretched out his hand, and then picked up lust, gluttony, greed, laziness, arrogance, jealousy and finally the powerful saber rage.

The blade is 1.5 meters long and in ancient times only the most elite soldiers could use it. Holding the blade with both hands could directly chop off a horse's head, so it was called a saber.

In Ange's hand, the tiny dragon scales on the saber opened and closed slightly, as if they were breathing.

Flamel's eyelids twitched. He could see that Ange did not look relaxed after picking up the Fury, but these things were the gifts Norton prepared for the Dragon King brothers and sisters!

"Good knife." Angé looked at the Rage in his hand with appreciation. If he could have gotten this knife earlier, it would have been much easier for him to deal with the dragon.

Flamel said, "These are the ones Norton used to fight the Dragon King. They must be good swords."

"We can send two of them to the capital to Zhang Baiqing and his men." Angers said, "What is the flaw of the King of the Earth and the Mountain?"

The seven swords are of different sizes and styles. After being activated, Lust becomes a short sword, like the Japanese wakizashi.

If anyone who has seen a dragon sees this knife, they will definitely doubt whether it can cut through the dragon's hard scales.

"I don't know..." Flamel shook his head: "Should we split into two groups? Send four over? After all, they are few in number."

"Okay."

If the other twin of the Bronze and Fire King was not still active outside and might come to Kassel Academy to rescue his brother at any time, Angers would definitely send all seven swords without hesitation.

"Then it's settled."

These seven swords can be kept as heirlooms in a mixed-blood family.

What Flamel needs to study now is what are the defects of the seven dragon kings except Norton.

Angé was too lazy to guess, so he just called Zhang Baiqing and asked if he needed the sword.

"Targeting the Dragon King with a sexual defect?" Zhang Baiqing said on the other end of the phone: "Why does it sound like it's not aimed at killing the Dragon King, but more like killing you old perverts? The size seems to be quite suitable." In Zhang Baiqing's impression, these old guys are not ascetic people. Angers, Flamel, Uesugi Yue... are all playboys.

"I don't know about that." Ange asked, "Which swords do you need?"

"Lust, gluttony, jealousy, arrogance."

According to the size ranking, Zhang Baiqing chose the seventh, sixth, third and second knives to achieve a balanced result.

And... it feels like Lust and Gluttony is targeting the siblings Xia Mi and Fenrir, one falls in love with a human boy, and the other likes potato chips and Coke.

It seems that Norton did not create these seven deadly sins casually. I wonder if Xia Mi would be angry and embarrassed if she put lust in front of her and knew how Norton arranged it?
"Ah."

Ange didn't waste any time. After hanging up the phone, he asked his private plane to transport the sword over.

The underground ancient tomb was not built very large, but it was buried very deep.

Because the entire tomb was created by alchemy, just like the ice cellar under Kassel College, it is difficult to open it from the outside without corresponding means.

But for Xia Mi, these could not stop her. After all, Kassel College was above the ice cellar. There were no other security measures in this tomb except alchemical creations and mechanisms.

She walked into the main tomb chamber smoothly without any obstruction.

The walls were covered with crude dragon characters, and the ground was a sunken pool of blood that had long been dry. Black blood scabs were solidified on the uneven surface of the pool wall.

There is a wooden coffin in the middle of the pool. The wood comes from the remains of an ancient wood god. There are gorgeous patterns on it, which look vivid. The entire coffin has been refined using alchemy. Humans and hybrids can prolong their lives by lying in it.

If the Qing Dynasty still existed, they could pour roughly purified hybrid dragon blood into the main tomb chamber, and then purify it again in the wooden coffin before pouring it into the body of the coffin owner.

If the alchemist's skills were more advanced, he might be able to directly pause the coffin owner's life.

But the Qing Dynasty had officially fallen for nearly 100 years, and the blood pool had long since dried up.

Xia Mi stepped forward and opened the coffin lid, revealing a skinny half-human body inside. The owner of the coffin had been severely transformed into a Deadpool, with densely packed tiny dragon scales all over his skin.

He is not dead yet, but he is not far from death. Among the hybrids, his alchemy and powerful alchemical coffin are already ingenious, and they are not conceptual level items. Without the irrigation of external dragon blood, his life has entered a countdown after the blood pool dried up. The fact that he can last for decades is the result of the combination of Deadpoolization and Corpse Guarding technology.

The extremely weak heartbeat of the person in the coffin only beat a dozen times a minute. If Xia Mi had come a year or two later, he would have turned into a mummy.

"It's good that you're not dead yet."

Xia Mi looked at the half-mummy carefully and analyzed the alchemical matrix within it.

If Flamel were here, he would definitely be shocked, because the alchemical matrix in this half-mummy's body is similar to the alchemical matrix in the Nibelungen Project of their Kassel Academy.

Even bolder!
Because the alchemical matrix in the mummy's body is more complete and powerful, it does not completely balance the dragon blood, but violently controls the dragon blood and turns it into its own use. After the body turns into a dragon, the thinking is still its own, rather than being controlled by the dragon blood genes.

However, if you want to transform into a dragon like this, it is still far from enough. At best, you can transform into a powerful dragon-shaped Deadpool.

What this dragon alchemy matrix really needs is the blood of the Dragon King. Only the relatively perfect blood of the Dragon King can recreate the dragon body. Only the spiritual power rich in the blood of the Dragon King can make this dragon body alive and turn this mummy into a real dragon.

But unfortunately, they don't have the blood of the Dragon King, not even enough pure dragon blood.

"Pure blood of Dragon Kings will probably require... two parties?" Xia Mi calculated that the blood of Dragon Kings from two parties would be almost enough. Moreover, there is another advantage of using Fenrir's dragon blood, which is that the opponent will be very weak.

Fenrir himself has not recovered completely, and the dragon blood is not yet complete.

Xia Mi closed the coffin lid, and the next step was to find Fenrir to drain the blood, then carry the blood over and pour it into the coffin.

Youyou left the tomb, returned home and opened the door of the basement.

Fenrir was staring at the big screen intently with his big eyes, his dragon body crawling on the ground, one of his two wing claws holding the mouse and the other typing on the keyboard. He didn't even notice someone coming, like a real internet-addicted dragon.

"How was the game?" Xia Mi asked.

"Sister, you're back!"

Fenrir realized that his sister had returned. He scratched his head with his wing claws and said, "I met someone who is really good at the game. He is as good as you!"

When it said this, its eyes showed admiration.

It is hard to imagine that a giant dragon with a body length of more than 60 meters would worship a person just because he is good at playing games.

"Oh?"

Xia Mi was a little surprised. She always played games with a bunch of amplifying words turned on. In order to defeat Fenrir, she was so desperate that she directly played with Time Zero. Then, her reaction speed and calculation ability were so amazing in the game. Fenrir actually said that there was anyone who could compare with her?

Could it be that those guys who stand at the top of the world also come to play games?
"Uh-huh!"

Fenrir nodded.

"Then let him take you. I have something to ask you this time. I need to draw some blood from you."

The amount of blood from both sides is actually not enough for Fenrir's huge dragon body, but his advantage is his strong recovery ability.

After becoming rich, Xia Mi would bring back food for Fenrir whenever she had time. If she didn't want to cause a big fuss, she would have cleared out all the poultry and livestock in half of the capital.

There's no way around it. Fenrir is the largest among the eight dragon kings. The advantage of a large size is that he has more power, more dragon blood, and the words he releases are more powerful and faster.

But the disadvantages are also obvious. The extra-large body requires more and more nutrition.

Xia Mi, who had transformed into a normal human, simply couldn't afford to support himself. Fenrir had buried his body in the ground as a last resort. The food she fed him was not enough to fill his teeth, and he would recover faster by absorbing nutrients from the soil.

"Oh, how much blood do you need?"

Fenrir paid no attention to the need for bloodletting.

"It's a lot. I'll go get a container." Xia Mi turned around and went out again, bringing back a rural rooftop water tank.

(End of this chapter)