The Dragon Clan starts with poaching the corner of Kassel

Chapter 251 The prisoner’s long-lost indulgence after ten thousand years

In the open door behind, the scene of corpses strewn across the field was like a burning hell, and the air was filled with an uncomfortable smell of blood.

But beside Angers, who was the instigator, Elizabeth Laurent felt inexplicably at peace.

Perhaps, she has also fallen into the path of Shura.

She still wore a black veil to cover up her beautiful appearance.

It's just that the expensive high heels on her feet have long since disappeared, probably thrown in a corner in a hurry, revealing her small feet wrapped in black stockings, which makes her a little more feminine and playful.

Looking at the old man in front of her who was like a father to her, Elizabeth Laurent exhaled in confusion, "Mr. Angers..."

"What will our world look like in the future?"

Angers thought for a while, then thought about the news that had just come from Kassel, and took a deep breath from the cigar on his fingertips. "Unprecedented chaos is inevitable."

"There is an old saying in that ancient country in the Far East, which is, 'To fight the foreigners, you must first make peace at home.' In order to prevent the Secret Party from becoming too internally strife in the upcoming changes, I have to clean up the internal instability factors first..."

"I didn't expect that those ancient things that once dominated the world would have returned first..."

Elizabeth sat down on the steps next to Angers, wrapped her hands around her bent knees like a little girl, and whispered:

"Mr. Angers...I'm a little scared."

"The people in the family have become different from before. There are many people... They didn't give me the same feeling before."

"Is this all we have to endure?"

In fact, these weak words should not come out of her mouth. Elizabeth Laurent is not a little girl who is ignorant of the world, but a strong woman with sufficient achievements in her financial career.

The cruel business struggle has no room for weakness and compassion.

But this time, nearly a quarter of the family members were killed by Angre's ruthless hands, and many former acquaintances would never open their eyes again. Even a woman like her had to fall into the fog of confusion.

Another world, alchemical structures, doomsday...

Before the real doomsday came, many people she was familiar with had already died due to the poison called fanaticism.

Now, she can no longer understand all this.

Angre was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "It's because the human world has been stable for too long, and many people feel that the throne above the sky has been vacant for too long, so ants dream of becoming giant dragons, which makes their ambitions empty. Once again there is a higher level of satisfaction.”

Human desire is like a rolling stone. Once it rolls down the slope, it will never stop.

Just like the emperor in the feudal era, because he enjoyed the highest rights and status in the world, he would begin to pursue immortal life.

And in this ordinary era, there is a group of mixed-race people who have already tasted a taste that ordinary people cannot experience in their lifetime.

But they are still not satisfied with what they have now, and they are still eager for more, more...

Even if it results in bad consequences.

"Perhaps human beings really are born with sin."

Recalling something recorded in a certain secret book that he had read, Angers was a little lost, "'Seven Deadly Sins'... The poet Dante was led into hell by Virgil, and did those who disappeared also fall into hell?" Into hell?"

Then he shook his head again, stood up from the steps, and sighed softly to Elizabeth who looked up at him: "I have to leave first."

"I will resolve family matters as soon as possible."

The rare weakness disappeared, and she returned to the strong woman who supported Angers on the school board.

A slight smile appeared on the pretty face behind the veil: "Mr. Ange... I wish you good luck in martial arts."

She stretched out her arms, like a daughter hugging her longing father, and hugged Angers hard.

The old man's broad back gave her a sense of solidity like a mountain, which made people unable to help but rely on it. But she also understands that in the following chaotic era, blindly relying on others will not get you far.

Cruelty is necessary, both to others and to oneself.

"Take care of yourself."

Angers said, gently touching the head of the girl he watched grow up.

Because of her father's unexpected early death, Elizabeth Laurent had to face this increasingly crazy world alone. Elizabeth Laurent was unfortunate.

But her luck is that there is a crazy old man who is at the forefront of this crazy world who will come to her through many enemies and liberate her from the prison cell like today.

It's just like the loyal knight who saves the princess in a knight novel.

It's a pity that the knight is already a lunatic who is obsessed with revenge and can't extricate himself, and she is not a little girl who has nothing in her mind except love and romance.

The two hugged each other, then turned their backs to each other and walked in different directions.

The sound of propellers quickly approached, and the Black Hawk helicopter that came to greet him descended on the rope ladder.

Angers grabbed the ladder with one hand, turned his head and looked down at the grown-up girl below, and resolutely walked into the back of the villa covered with blood and corpses.

She is not petite and weak, but as majestic as Valkyrie (the legendary heroic female warrior), full of awareness like the ice wind.

The aftermath of the Laurent family will be troublesome, far less so than Elizabeth makes it seem.

But she didn't say it, and Angers didn't take the initiative to mention it. He believes that this girl will work hard to do what she can do, and for a guy like him who is best at slaying dragons or killing people, he just needs to provide her with the sharp blades she needs when necessary——

Just like today.

"Little Elizabeth, I am also destined to fall into hell." His eyes quietly drifted into the distance, and what caught his eyes was the setting sun like blood. Angers murmured: "It's just... there I would still work harder before.”

"For young people like you to usher in your era..."

"Old guys always have to use their remaining energy."

The last words fell into the wind and were carried to the other side of the ocean, to the battlefield of blood and fire.

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The sound of the propellers of the armed helicopter became increasingly dense, like a swarm of flies approaching.

The radar has locked onto the target, and noisy and complex electromagnetic waves propagate in the atmosphere, dazzling those with advanced vision.

This era is so different from the world they know.

Confronting Xixiao, the Lord of Prayer stood beside the two companions, and the golden eyes in the shadows were slightly absent-minded.

There are many words and spirits that have the ability to control current and electromagnetism to sense in metal or space. As the descendants of the King of Bronze and Fire, their super senses are enough to allow them to detect human prying eyes.

It's not a good feeling to be secretly filmed by someone with a camera, especially when you can clearly feel the malicious intent.

Tadi, the conqueror of waterfalls and a "caster", was already a little impatient. Water-like materials were constantly gathering and breaking up everywhere on this skinny humanoid body. An abyss-like voice came from his mouth:

"Temperiste, can you kill them? Those humans inside the alchemy creations...!"

The prisoner who had been sealed for nearly ten thousand years was in a very delicate state. He breathed the fresh air outside Svartalfheim for the first time in a long time. It was hard to describe the excitement of this envoy who was already soaked in madness in his bones and blood.

Praying to the Lord, Tempelista's eyes focused on the front again.

After several battles, the strong presence of the black knight and the pure white mechanical angel was hard to ignore, making her constantly think about the current situation.

Although I relied on this kind of non-stop thinking to get through that long time, am I now a little... too good at calculation?

A long sigh came from under her hood.

The next second, a fierce wind suddenly rose around her, lifting the corners and hood of the priest's robe.

Her long white hair is spread loose, and there are twisted snake-like patterns engraved below her eyes. Her flawless and beautiful face like a white saint is revealed in the air.

"as you wish."

"Let us also have a rare indulgence."

"...human beings of this generation."

After leaving these brief words, the frantic divine wind instantly rolled toward the edge of the battlefield!

More, shed tears