The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

"Don't open the door!!"

After Angers shouted, the air in the principal's room suddenly fell into a strange and extreme silence.

The deputy principal's night watchman put his palm on the door handle and remained motionless. His body with a big belly was stiff in place, and even his breathing became cautious.

His consciousness numbed by alcohol quickly awakened, and the mixed-race's keen perception finally allowed him to sense the "unstable" feeling behind the door that seemed to swallow everything.

It is not a specific breath, nor is it something with an exact image. All that can be felt is nothingness, the emptiness that constantly swallows everything around it. At the same time, it is also caused by this bottomless [horror]. Unspeakable fear.

What's behind the door?

Is it a human? Intruder? Or some kind of unspeakable monster?

His back was silently wet with cold sweat. Even though he was a strong hybrid who could suppress Ange, the night watchman could not hide the trembling in his heart at this moment.

Like a small insect crawling cautiously next to a giant beast, he did not dare to move a finger, fearing that even a small movement of his would attract the attention of the giant beast and then be easily crushed...

How could this be? !

He has seen more than one second-generation dragon species, and even made those big lizards into specimens many times, but this is the first time in his life that the night watchman has experienced such a terrifying existence.

The terrifying presence behind the door made it impossible for him, a proven dragon slayer, to even think about becoming an enemy.

Not to mention releasing the "Speech Spirit and Commandments", the dragon blood in his body fell into a state of silence at this moment, as if he had returned to his childhood when he was alone in the wilderness and surrounded by a group of hungry hyenas. Every cell in the body felt cold.

——This is natural.

The pale blue eyes of the white-haired and black-clothed hunter outside the door flashed with the words of God's name. The shadows and fog on his body alternately rose and fell imperceptibly, guarding him on the invisible "seat".

He stood one meter outside the door with his hands folded, staring indifferently at the palm-colored door of the principal's office. His sight seemed to penetrate the wooden door panel and nail the souls of the two people in the principal's room.

Even if you use a camera or a video recorder to capture his presence at this moment, you won't be able to get an exact image.

Xi Xiaoguang exists here, and his sight and courage are oppressing the actions and will of the two people in the room. Even a determined dragon slayer like Angers was forced to stand still under the power of this "unstable" and could only wait for someone to break the silence.

The existence of the fourth level [Terror], in terms of life level alone, is more than two levels higher than the Night Watch and Angers, who can only barely be regarded as the second level! This is even more "powerful" than the King of Earth and Mountain at this moment!

In the night watchman's sense of time being stretched infinitely, I don't know how much time has passed.

Finally, the dead silence was broken.

Xixiao outside the door said quietly: "You have done a very stupid thing, which is to extradite the power of demons into this world."

After he spoke, those invisible and terrifying breaths finally slowed down slightly. The night watchman took a breath, but still did not dare to speak. On the contrary, Ange, who was far away from the door, lowered his voice and said solemnly: "The arm of the Demon of Shadow Mist...is this why you are here?"

"The devil is the product of doomsday. It is not only a powerful creature, but also a symbol of [doomsday]." Xi Xiao said lightly: "Your world is already destined to doomsday. Without authorization, Excessive contact with other doomsday elements will only make you fall into a doomsday that does not belong to you again."

"Your world?!"

Hearing the sensitive word spoken by the person outside the door, a thought flashed through the minds of the night watchman and Ange at the same time.

This guy knocking on the door...is he from another world? !

Ange's voice became a little more urgent unknowingly, "What have we done wrong? Please tell me clearly... After all, our world knows nothing about demons."

Xi Xiao paused for a moment and said, "Have you admitted your stupidity? It's not hopeless. But it's too late now."

"As the Demon of Shadow Mist breaks off his arm, the time he stays in your college gradually reaches a limit. The key to doomsday will appear in this college, and then all the people here who meet the filtering conditions will enter a doomsday world. Gui... I hope you can take care of yourself."

The key to doomsday is another thing that once appeared in Chu Zihang's report.

Angers suddenly shouted: "Please wait a moment, sir, who are you? Why do you come to remind us? Do you have anything to do with Faos College!"

Xi Xiao, who had just turned around with his back facing the door, still said in a cold and cold voice, "I have nothing to do with Faos, but since it is the path you have chosen, then just go on with it."

"It's not that the power of demons cannot be used by others. After all, ordinary demons are nothing compared to the doomsday that your dragon clan will face."

"As long as you are not 'lucky' and encounter the devil that represents the 'root nature'."

——The devil that symbolizes the root of the doomsday is extremely "the root devil".

The only example at present, the Demon of Shadow Mist, is actually the root demon corresponding to the [Root of Unrest], so it is powerful enough to surpass ordinary demons by many levels, and even enough to easily destroy the modern society at this moment. All.

After saying that, Xixiao's figure disappeared into the rising shadow, and the invisible terror that covered the entire space with his arrival finally left.

The vice-principal took two deep breaths, and his hand quickly moved away from the door handle as if he was electrocuted. The whiskey in his hand dropped along with the glass, spilling all over the expensive wool carpet.

But neither he nor Angers paid attention to such a trivial matter. Angers rushed to the night watchman immediately and turned the door handle of the principal's office, but all he saw was an empty corridor.

The owner of that cold voice has long since disappeared without a trace.

I don’t know the name, I don’t know the appearance, and even the purpose of coming is a bit inexplicable. As if just to remind them of the bleak fate that was about to come, an unknown demon passed by and made a judgment, and then left without any regrets, not even caring about what kind of ugly appearance they would have because of their future fate.

"...Can't understand."

Angers retracted his arm holding the doorknob and shook his head, "It seems that our trouble is not just about intruders."