C-class Hybrids Forced To Slay Dragons

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rustling, rustling, rustling...

Continuous, slight friction vibrates the stagnant water in the sewers, and thousands of tiny ripples appear on the surface of the water.

The sudden 23-hour continuous rainstorm raised the water level of Tokyo's underground drainage system "Iron Dome Temple" by nearly half a meter.

It was not until 9 o'clock in the evening that the rainstorm gradually stopped. The city looked wet and dark, and the light of neon lights was drowned in the strong smell of rain. No one wants to go out in this ghost weather.

From time to time, a few faint shadows passed through the stagnant water, and it was difficult to see clearly in the extremely dim light.

Two pairs of pure black long rubber boots stepped heavily into the rain, following the shadows in the water, and the pale golden shimmer disappeared in the dim space.

Suddenly, there was a heavy landing sound from the drain on the other side of the corridor. A young man in a raincoat fell on the slippery ground, his posture a little embarrassed.

"I am Tetsuya Fujikawa, the Terminator of Urban Legends, walking every dark night in Tokyo."

Fujikawa adjusted the camera slightly and turned the flashlight on his head to the maximum.

"Legend No. 22, the 'Red-clothed Toilet Earthbound Spirit' has come to an end.

I've been to over 80 public restrooms and seen quite a few strange things...except for earthbound spirits. I hope there will be no more such spoof legends. "

Fujikawa glanced around at the situation. The rainstorm has just stopped, but the water level is not very high and it is not turbulent. The environment was not as gloomy as he imagined, but the tall steel columns made him feel a little depressed.

He couldn't understand why the original designer and constructor built the drainage system like a temple.

"According to the voting results, the name of the legend No. 23 waiting to end is, 'The Snake Ghost in the Sewer'.

According to rumors, the snake ghost is a large snake-shaped evil spirit with sharp scales and said to have golden eyes.

When the water level rises during the rainstorm, the snake and ghost hide in the rain and swim to the ground to start hunting.

According to speculation in several posts, the souls of the dead who were thrown into the sewers by the underworld, their souls were trapped here forever, and gradually twisted into evil spirits. "

Fujikawa casually introduced. The audience is just having fun, and no one will struggle with the logic of the legend of the sewer.

"If it was a gangster, I would prefer to sink into Tokyo Bay. The connoisseurs will also pour in cement, and it is even more difficult to fish it out."

"The evil spirit in the cement column will use cement and concrete mixers to set traps."

"Legend No. 24 has been happily decided. Fujikawa-kun, dive into Tokyo Bay!"

A few comments floated across the screen. Although not many people watch his show, many of them are loyal fans of Fujikawa.

After all, among the bloggers who do this kind of weird talk show, Fujikawa belongs to the extremely dedicated category. For example, 87 public toilets were surveyed on site.

Fujikawa played the true and false information he had collected on the screen, and with some effort he advanced towards the depths of the corridor.

In his opinion, the "Sewer Snake Ghost" is a somewhat unusual legend.

The legend of monsters in the sewers is far from novel, after all, there are those four turtles. Moreover, the snake ghost seems to be a legend that only appeared three or four years ago. It is reasonable to say that it is difficult to set off any discussion.

If it weren't for the frequent discussions of the audience, Fujikawa would not have chosen this theme.

The discussion of snakes and ghosts comes from a considerable amount of "materials". For example, someone dug up and designed the Maruyama Construction Institute of the Iron Vault, which has a hidden underworld background, and various witness descriptions and high-definition pictures are even more serious.

Fujikawa suddenly stopped, because of a sudden heart palpitation. There seemed to be a jaguar hiding in the shadows, squinting at his back.

It's okay, move on. He took three deep breaths and started telling bad jokes in front of the camera.

Except for the sound of water, the sewer was unusually quiet. If there are other creatures, any sound will become very noticeable when it reverberates.

Turn right at the end of the corridor, the light is getting dim. Fujikawa stopped again.

The extreme tension made his hearing far sharper than usual. In the background noise, in addition to the sound of water, there is also a slight sound of rough metals rubbing against each other, and subtle vibrations can also be felt under the feet.

The direction is, in the central aqueduct.

"Did you hear that?"

"Turn the volume up to the max and it looks like a big snake is crawling."

"Not an earthquake."

Fujikawa's breathing became very rapid, and he mustered up his courage to point the light at the canal, but he could only vaguely see the blurry black shadow on the bottom of the water. Is that a creature, or garbage or just a shadow.

"Fuji-chuan-!"

"Urban Legend Terminator, Issue 23, the end of the show."

The audience exploded in just one minute, and most of them were still joking. Those who were not at the scene could not feel the pressure Fujikawa was going through at the moment.

Those fine rubbing sounds, one after another, overlapping, never stop. There were no roars, no lights, no demons, but he felt dozens of eyes staring at him.

"Fujikawa-kun, behind you."

"It's pure golden eyes."

Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah! ! ! Fujikawa roared in his heart, and out of the corner of his eyes noticed the sharp golden light in the shape of a cross star reflected in the picture.

The large snakes in the dark, they coiled in groups on the metal load-bearing columns of the Iron Dome Temple, or hung upside down on the dome and meandered forward, and the number of them in the water channel was the largest.

The snake group noticed Fujikawa, but they lacked interest in this creature, and only a few opened their golden eyes and looked at him from a distance.

Cries echoed in all directions, sharp and piercing like a baby.

Signal transmission is interrupted, signal transmission is interrupted.

The live broadcast was suddenly interrupted, and when it was refreshed again, Tetsuya Fujikawa was already offline.

The last image that remained in the minds of more than 2,000 spectators was the pure, icy golden light in the darkness of the dome.

The pressure of the top predator made Fujikawa's mind blank, his brain trembled, and the phone whose signal was interrupted fell into the rain.

Gently thrusting a needle into his neck muscle, the fainted Fujikawa fell on the arm of the man in black.

The other man in black turned off the signal jammer and played a high-frequency melody that could not be heard by human ears. Zombie Shou and a small number of Dead Servants quieted down and continued to move forward in an orderly manner.

Behind the black raincoats of the two of them is a silver-gray emblem, an iron mask with an irregular shape.

"Why do you still meet passers-by in the sewers in this weather... It's so troublesome."

"He believes in the existence of snakes and ghosts. What else can you expect from him. Report it to Samaria."

"But aren't we just driving away the 'snake ghost'?"

It was a march under the cover of torrential rain. Residents who were previously placed in the old base and the subway Nibelung were all secretly transported to Tokyo Bay.

As for the two of them, they were just lowly laborers who showed up on rainy days for a raise.

The technology of organizing and controlling Corpse Guard and Deadpool is fully mature, and with sufficient and stable logistics, there is no danger in the delivery mission. Along the way, you can also experience the arrogance of the dragon prince.

"Group a7c, after the corpse guards arrive at the destination sea area, transport the target Tetsuya Fujikawa to the F area of ​​the wharf according to the indicated route, and receive temporary psychological counseling. Please confirm receipt."

"Hey, we haven't reported it yet. This is a bit too efficient."

"I'm going to be unemployed."

The two ordinary employees complained while confirming the number of corpse guards. Don't get lost after the alchemy matrix goes wrong.

"The Ghost Knights' bonuses are terrifyingly low this year, and I always feel that layoffs are not far away."

"How come the field team bonus is so low..."

"Looking at the whole country, there is no one wild dragon to kill, and there is no high-risk mixed-race running around. All the monsters have been caught in one pot.

The Order now has nothing but fire-breathing locomotives. "

Hiss, indeed.

"Such a big battle, the boss said it was just a normal material transportation. In fact, there is a war."

"Anyway, they charge, and the alchemy puppet is the best in the world."

The man patted a passing corpse guard and said thank you. Sincere.

"You said, boss, is it possible that he is the Dragon King?"

"It's just an excellent young entrepreneur. The boss always introduces himself like this. But in a certain way, the boss and the dragon are really similar."

The two mobile phone screens suddenly lit up.

"Samaria continues to record the mission. You have the right to remain silent, but..."

blanched.

......

The violent elemental movement gradually ceased, and the artificially guided dark gray cumulonimbus clouds slowly dissipated.

A few dark clouds moved to the distant sea under the clear moonlight, like black ships on the horizon.

"Fly fast! hurryup!"

The dealer gave orders to his people, and nine dark golden bird heads chirped at the same time. Ever since she sold her ethnic group in exchange for the superior living conditions provided by Boss Luo, the life of Queen Kama Itachi has become more and more comfortable.

It used to be skinny and ferocious, but now its lines are more similar to high-level pure-blood dragons, and it can even throw out the spirit of words occasionally.

In the sea water, the Corpse Guard Corps carried a huge amount of supplies, and the shriveled but surprisingly powerful bodies carried metal boxes and advanced like arrows.

Dozens of converted vans cut through the twisty streets of Tokyo, parked neatly by the pier, beaming high beams illuminating the sea.

"Open Sesame."

In the range of dozens of meters above the sea, the light and air became distorted, and a magnificent white city loomed in the faint mist.

The Corpse Guards marched towards the "gate" without hesitation, which was their origin, "Takamura".

Probably because of the influence of the holy corpse, Luo Yin once again rubbed off the legacy of the White King. The general layout of his Nibelungen is a replica of Gao Tianyuan, and the details can be determined slowly. The range is relatively small, and the central black tower is replaced by a deep submersible as the core.

When all the creatures and war materials entered Nibelungen, Luo Yin clenched his fist lightly, and everything was peaceful. At 300 meters under the sea, only the roar of the engine remains.

"The moving task has been successfully completed, finish it early, and rest early. The bonus has been issued."

"Thank you boss." (repeat)

What Luo Yin needed was not a livable city, but the strategic value of Nibelungen.

The internal environment of the newly formed Nibelungen is extremely bad, and Bei Ye will be short of everything when he goes in. As long as he has the key rapid migration ability, Luo Yin is already satisfied.

Moreover, humans are labor, as are alchemy creations and dragon subspecies. Anything that can do work has the potential to be squeezed.

"How's the plan at the academy?"

"The Avalon plan is imperative, and there are only a few conservative voices left. Minister Chu is in charge of the final mobilization meeting.

Opportunities to fight back will be found. "

Susie replied with a smile. Before the graduation ceremony, the facial paralysis was pushed to an important position in the academy under the operation of someone, and he continued to work intensively these days. Reliable as always.

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"The executive department found this goal by cross-contrasting historical documents, myths, works of art, etc. The Isle of the Dead, by Arnold Berklin, Swiss Symbolist painter."

In the corner of the long table, Lu Mingfei was not looking at the famous paintings on the projection at all, but observed the bigwigs in the meeting.

Luo Yin, Caesar, the two young school directors, are not agents. Chu Zihang, the deputy director of the executive department who is introducing the Avalon plan.

It was quite sad that he thought that all these people were about to graduate. As a result, all employees will be employed upon graduation. No, they will become shareholders upon graduation.

It turned out that in the end only Fingel was gone.

Angers glanced at the students at the end of the long table, none of them were in the normal category. Even without the pedigree of Qi Gao, there are unique skills.

The only raw face was a young girl with short white hair, with sharp eyes and a bit of vigilance. He remembers all the students, so this is a preparatory student selected by the executive department.

The oil painting on the screen reveals a strong sense of depression. In addition to the dark and heavy colors, it is even rarer that it has a sense of distortion like a dream, which is on the edge of reality and illusion.

As a comparison of "Island of the Dead", it is the pencil drawings that the Longyuan project commissioners hand-painted by memory. The small island in the painting has only a reflection in the water, and the sea is empty. That is Odin's island, where the Hall of Valor is.

"Is the Isle of the Dead depicting Odin's Nibelungs?"

"There are many similarities between the two. The canoe shaped like a coffin, the shroud on the punter, the towering stone walls on the island, and the giant tree piercing the clouds."

Chu Zihang hid his excitement. Project Avalon, the project to find Odinnibelungen.

Luo Yin is going to the North Pole soon to participate in a mysterious auction. At the same time, he is trying to persuade the Academy to take the initiative to find an opportunity to counter Odin.

"I'm becoming more and more convinced that everything in the Arctic is connected. The people behind the scenes, the careerists, the betrayer, Odin, they must be connected in some way."

Luo Yin said so. After many friendly contacts with Odin, he could gradually see the lines extending from behind Odin.

Even the most mysterious of enemies has long exposed certain weaknesses and clues.

"Arnold Bocklin created a total of five "Island of the Dead", and some say six. There are four existing paintings, and I think there is a fixed law of change in them.

Notice the shape of the stone, the light of the picture, and the changing shape of the canoe. "

According to Norma's judgment, the similarity between "Island of the Dead" and the commissioners' sketches, in terms of line and color strength, is actually increasing.

Many people immediately understood what Chu Zihang meant. It's like someone who has seen or heard of Nibelungen, trying to restore the process of seeing it.

Coupled with the one that was destroyed by the war, and the legendary sixth "Island of the Dead", this bizarre masterpiece may really hide clues about Odin.

"According to the records of the secret party at the time, the fifth and sixth, it can be speculated that they became the collection of Nazi Germany."

"Mustache? He likes the picture?"

Chu Zihang nodded lightly. After digging down this clue, the surprise they got was closer to fright.

Lu Mingfei was a little dumbfounded, is there any dirty work between Odin and Mustache?

"Is it possible that this is just a German art student who fell out of the list, worshipping the Swiss big hand?"

Luo Yin couldn't help but laugh. Lu Mingfei has never disappointed in this regard.

"Objectively speaking, there is such a possibility. But small... hitler's attention to the "Island of the Dead" collection has reached a fevered level~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Combined with the whimsical moments before his defeat plans, such as finding the immortal island of Avalon, the "Island of the Dead" has a higher probability of hiding clues."

The giant snakes living outside the Hall of Valor violated the natural law of growth. Both heroic spirits and serpents have achieved immortality in twisted ways, which just fits the characteristics of Avalon legend.

The conference room was full of rustling sounds of paper flipping, and most of the people were reading the detailed information sorted out by the executive department. It is really the form of this clue, which is too contrary to common sense.

"Even if "Island of the Dead" is Avalon and Odin's Hall of Valor, how can we find Odin through this painting?"

Beowulf looked at Chu Zihang and asked.

He had heard of the young man's deeds and firmly believed that the facial paralysis was a Beowulf without blood. If conditions permit, Lao Bei feels that it is a good thing to let Chu Zihang join the Beowulf family.

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